The ancient castle of Nuoda was once the place where countless people bowed their heads, but it was cut off by a sword.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
Chen Yan felt his nose was a little wet, and when he touched it, he felt a handful of blood.
Just now, he was immersed in the sword's intention and communicated spiritually, but he was actually injured like this.
"Chen Yan, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yuchen was surprised when he saw his nosebleed suddenly. She quickly supported him and asked, thinking that something was wrong with him. Several women next to him looked nervous.
Chen Yan shook his head: "I'm fine, I just felt the sword intention of this sword mark."
However, Long Miaomiao's face revealed a hint of sadness.
When she stood here, she didn't gain anything.
What Chen Yan saw was sword intent, but what Long Miaomiao saw was a disaster.
At this moment.
Wang Hongluan suddenly said: "My pet dog has found those people, let's go in quickly."
"good!"
Several people immediately entered through the gate of the castle.
It is said to be a door, but in fact there is only a door frame left.
I don’t know where the original door went.
Maybe it was destroyed by someone, maybe it took too long and decayed.
After stepping through the door.
What I saw before me was an unexpected emptiness.
The height of the ceiling can be dozens of meters.
Such an exaggerated building height is almost invisible in modern buildings.
But it doesn't look out of place.
However, there was a dusty statue standing in the middle, which shocked Chen Yan and Long Miaomiao.
This statue is of a woman.
It's a full ten meters high.
Even though it is covered in dust, one can still see her appearance, which is stunning and unparalleled in beauty.
The most important thing is that this statue looks very similar to Long Miaomiao's mother Shen Bijun.
"Miaomiao, what do you think?" Chen Yan asked Long Miaomiao.
Long Miaomiao shook his head: "I don't know, I'm confused now."
Only then did Wang Hongluan and Lin Yuchen wake up.
Lin Yuchen exclaimed: "Could this statue be Miao Miao's mother? Isn't this... incredible? I've always felt that this castle has been closed for at least hundreds of years?"
Wang Hongluan said: "It seems that there must be some legendary story in it."
Long Miaomiao's heart was in a mess, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Wangchen reminded: "These things can be studied later, but don't wait until others have obtained and refined the spiritual realm core. By then, you will get nothing and you will be kicked out."
When several people heard this, they realized that this was indeed the case.
He quickly pressed Wang Hongluan's sense of Bi Fan and quickly searched inside.
It took a long time to twist and turn.
Finally arrived at the destination.
Here I saw the young men just now, and an old man with black hair and black beard. His whole body was wrapped in a black robe, not even his hands were exposed, only his head was exposed.
Several people formed a circle.
And inside the encirclement, there was a bloody horn floating in the air.
"That horn gives me a very scary feeling." Wangchen whispered.
"They are refining the horns. It seems that the horns are the core existence of this spiritual realm. They cannot be allowed to continue. We must take action immediately to interrupt them."