Yi Qiu stood above the evil wind, and he was now out of the range of the black light pillar.
But this was not the reason why he stopped. What made him stop was the light beam in front of him that was mixed with the golden light of luck and the black light of disaster.
Yi Qiu felt a hint of familiarity from the beam of light, something like the sacred power of a god.
But it seems very thin, and the blur seems to have a disgusting fishy smell.
This attracted Yi Qiu's interest, and he guessed that it might be some kind of divine creature, or some kind of more evil existence.
Yi Qiu looked back at the black light pillar symbolizing the legendary ghost. It seemed to be slowly expanding its territory.
Or maybe it's moving towards him?
Yi Qiu thought for a while and ignored it for the time being.
If that didn't work, he used the centipede tattoo on his hand to teleport away.
Although here he cannot use plane consciousness to achieve the effect of opening plane vision.
However, the areas he has walked through can still be teleported directly.
With his speed, he has traveled through a large area of the spiritual world in these days.
As long as he uses Shukuchishin, it is enough for him to avoid the pursuit of the legendary ghost.
As soon as he thought about this, Yi Qiu turned his attention to the scene below.
That's... a temple?
Yi Qiu carefully stared at the thing under the light pillar. It seemed to be an isolated temple with a simple shape.
There are no other temples around it, and there is only one temple with a relatively complete structure standing on the wild land of the spiritual world.
There seemed to be something invisible interfering with Yi Qiu's vision, preventing him from fully seeing the images inside.
We can only roughly tell that it is a large enough temple, but other than that there is no other meaningful information.
Yi Qiu did not fly over it rashly. It had not been long since the evil wind was dispersed last time.
Although it didn't cause him any harm, he was still a little embarrassed.
Yi Qiu looked down for a while and then realized that there was a group of players outside the temple watching the area where he was vigilantly.
The black fog of Chi You Banner blocks detection not only on the physical level, but also on the special power of Chi You's bloodline.
This is a rare artifact inherited from Chi You's bloodline, and it will naturally possess some of the characteristics of Chi You's bloodline.
There are 4 players in total, a warrior with a big sword, a guy in leather armor who looks like a rogue, a player who looks like a mage, and... a drow?
Not all drow are evil, but in terms of the base number of drow, the proportion of good drow is really not high.
Many intelligent races have a somewhat stubborn impression of drow: evil, greedy, and cunning.
However, there are also some humans who have an incomprehensible fanaticism for these black skins, which is probably inseparable from the drow's dissolute personal life.
Yi Qiu naturally has no interest in this. He does not judge the other party roughly based on race or occupation. He prefers to lean towards his own intuition and judgment.
Four evil men...
Yi Qiu straightened the "Book of Chongshan - Page 1537" at his waist. The dazzling scarlet light below clearly expressed their camp.
Sometimes, there is nothing wrong with using some magic props...
Yi Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly. Just when he was thinking about how to eliminate the opponent more smoothly, the ancient temple suddenly underwent strange changes...
"Buzz..."
There seemed to be something vibrating silently in the air, and the invisible shield that originally shrouded the ancient temple also dissipated in the air.
Suddenly, the scene in front of the ancient temple appeared naked in front of everyone:
It was a path of death composed of white bones and corpses, and the mottled sword marks still told of their final madness.
The erosion of the power of purgatory does not come from bottom to top. The first objects it affects are these gods who hold the authority of the plane.
"Let's go! We don't have time to worry about that now!"
The captain holding a big sword took the lead and rushed into the avenue in front of the ancient temple. The corpses on the ground were crushed into powder by his heavy steps.
As he moved, the team members behind him looked at each other and followed him.
Now is not the time to hesitate.
Profit and risk are interdependent twins.
Honey, which seems to be harmless in this world, often develops sharp hooks after it enters the throat.
It seemed that the cold white bones under his feet had cooled down the restlessness in the captain holding the giant sword. He stood there and waited for his teammates for a while, then let the rogue walk at the front.
"You know what to do!"
The captain stared at the rogue with his bloodshot eyes and said.
Greed and desire, like blazing torches, made his heart and mind swollen, but he knew that now was also the most dangerous time.
After all, this is the eternal resting place of a god, and all kinds of terrible dangers and terrors are possible.
So, he forcibly suppressed the heat in his heart that had turned into reality, and then stared at the wanderer exploring the path ahead.
What's strange is that their actions went very smoothly.
There are no evil spirits or other undead creatures. It seems that this place has completely lost its power due to some unknown changes.
They passed through the road of bones and then came to the door of the ancient temple.
The door of the ancient temple was ajar, and it was so dark inside that nothing could be seen.
The mage hesitated for a moment, then threw a torch with magical power to the rogue:
"Go ahead and throw it in!"
The wanderer looked at the ominous door, took the hot torch, and approached the door cautiously.
The other team members did not rush him. Although they were impatient, at least they still retained their due intelligence.
The rogue is the only one who can detect magic traps, so he naturally plays an irreplaceable role.
And now is the best time to play his role.
The wanderer stared ahead, although he had not found any traces of magic traps before.
But with such a sophisticated protection system outside, but empty inside, it is undoubtedly a very suspicious thing.
When exploring a place like this, you must not take any chances. If you make a slight mistake, your soul will be devoured directly. It is not a joke.
For a pure rogue, reaching his current level is not an easy task.
This is not because of how great his talent is, but because he knows how to be cautious and restrain his desires.
It's just that this time, he finally couldn't suppress his greed anymore...
Finally, the wanderer came to the gap in the gate.
There seemed to be some kind of cold wind blowing out from inside, causing the wanderer's face to appear dazed for a moment.
But the next moment, he gritted his teeth and threw the torch in with all his strength!
"Bang dong..."
The torch drew a beautiful arc with magical light, and then fell heavily to the ground.
As the firelight splashed everywhere, the wanderer's pupils suddenly shrank!