The warship rushed out of the encirclement at full speed and fled from this place at full speed, causing the pressure on Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi to suddenly decrease. They only needed to follow closely behind the warship and constantly block the enemy.
Relying on two saint magic weapons is enough to exert earth-shattering power.
Coupled with the fact that the warships launched attacks regardless of losses, the strength of this side was barely inferior to the masters of Nether Sky.
It's just that more and more people are attracted by the saint's magic weapon, which makes the ghost clan's strength greatly increase. Even Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi combined are a bit overwhelmed.
With their status and the ability to obtain the Mother Gold of the Stars, they naturally won't take it too seriously.
I never expected how precious this thing was in the eyes of other saints. It attracted many hidden masters to show up in a short time, and eight or nine saint masters gathered in the blink of an eye.
Depending on this situation, more people may join in.
"Run quickly, run quickly!"
Generally, saint masters may worry about their face, and even if they run away, they will be more imposing, but in them, this kind of forcefulness is not seen at all, and they fight in a miserable state.
It is precisely because of not playing cards according to the routine that it is very difficult for the ghost masters to pursue them.
The saint was very fast, even if he was fighting and running, he had already reached his destination.
"It's the ancestral land! They want to escape into the ancestral land!"
Some experts exclaimed, and then they discovered that the intention of Lin Feng and others was to escape into the origin of the ghost clan. That place was the birthplace of the ghost clan, which was very strange.
Lin Feng rushed into it almost immediately, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, I escaped in, it should be safe!"
As the commander, Xu Lingwu glanced at Lin Feng in surprise and said, "What does it mean to be safe?"
"Can't they break in?" Lin Feng asked suspiciously.
Xu Lingwu was surprised and said: "Who told you that they can't enter the ancestral land?"
"Uh!" Lin Feng hesitated for a moment. Isn't it a forbidden area in the ancestral land that people of his own clan cannot set foot in?
Just when he was doubting, the masters of ghost saints also filed in.
It seems that although this ancestral land is the birthplace, there is no restriction on their entry.
Lin Feng was immediately dumbfounded and said in surprise: "They can still chase them in, so what's the use of us escaping in?"
"It's of no great use. At least it's much safer than outside." Xu Lingwu spread his little hands.
After finishing his words, Lin Feng observed the surrounding situation through the warship, and immediately discovered something surprising.
"Folding space!" Lin Feng said in surprise.
Xu Lingwu was also quite surprised and asked doubtfully: "You also know this?"
"I know a little bit, but this is the first time I've seen him!" Lin Feng nodded.
The Ancestral Land is actually in a folded space. In other words, from the outside, the Ancestral Land may be only tens of millions of miles away.
But in fact, the internal structure is complicated and the actual area is much larger than what the eyes see.
When the warship travels in it, it often encounters the aftermath of space and appears in another place in an instant. It is obvious that it has penetrated into another space by folding the space.
Of course, this space is still in the Netherworld.
However, it is precisely because of this that the extraordinary nature of this moment is highlighted. The complexity of the terrain is simply incredible.
Even after Xu Lingwu came in, he was at a loss.
If you can't escape, instead of being besieged by everyone, you might as well break into this place and look for a glimmer of hope. If you're lucky, you can surround the ghost clan masters here and rush forward, which will be enough to escape from Netherworld.
Generally speaking, it is better than relying on Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi to fight against the enemy.
After all, it is not easy to kill a saint. Even if they hold the saint's magic weapon, they cannot say that they can absolutely crush each other.
"But I bet that they are not too familiar with this place. It has changed again this time. In my opinion, this place should be changing all the time. There is no fixed form, so there is no shortcut." Xu Lingwu
said.
She had entered here before and was lucky enough to at least get out in the end.
But with her eight-hen realm, she also suffered a lot from it.
In the Netherworld, apart from the seat of the saint's orthodoxy, this place should be the only place that has the ability to trap the Eight Marks Immortal Immortal and the saint's master.
Because it is in a folded space, the shape of the space is different. Even if you want to tear the space and escape, it is not an easy task.
Once your luck is too bad, you may encounter anomalies, and eventually even the saint will die.
After all, this is the origin of the ghost clan. It is said that the first master of the ghost clan was resurrected from here. The environment inside is eerie and terrifying, like a large cemetery.
"Countless masters have been buried here, and there are still masters who have resurrected their corpses and stepped out of the second life!" Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi got rid of the enemy and rushed back to the warship one after another.
They know more about this place than Xu Lingwu.
As the two of them were talking, Lin Feng's consciousness unfolded, and he suddenly discovered that a skeleton in the distance was moving. His skeletal arms suddenly grabbed the ground, and the ground shook, shaking out a shriveled corpse.
It grabbed it casually, intending to make Lin Feng's scalp numb.
"What the hell is that!" Lin Feng exclaimed.
Xu Lingsi's whole body was shaken, and he suddenly used the saint's magic weapon and bombarded the skeleton. Finally, the skeleton was shattered. The head flew out, fell to the ground, and rolled a bit.
She then breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "Fortunately, you discovered it early, otherwise this thing would most likely not be weaker than a saint when it climbed up."
"So outrageous!" Lin Feng frowned deeply.
Xu Lingsi nodded and said: "This place is too weird. It may be a cemetery from the previous era where too many masters were buried. Later, it was used by the masters of the Lord and became the foundation for the creation of Netherworld."
Xu Lingsan continued: "It's okay to be regarded as the foundation. The most terrifying thing is that they are very likely to be used by God's masters to study ways to get out of the second life. It is unimaginable that the Bone Race will end up wearing the skin of the Ghost Race.
What a monster he turned into."
They were still frightened. This thing would give even a saint a headache. After all, it was a product of God.
Lin Feng inexplicably thought of the three bones in the burial place.
Now it seems that the three big guys are very likely to use the power of the ghost clan to evolve the next extreme of the road, and will eventually follow the research results and take that step.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng's scalp went numb.
Although I have casually fantasized about it in the past, what if the skeleton of such a master one day puts on an unparalleled corpse body and transforms into a terrifying existence, but it is still fanciful and speculation. After seeing the real thing, I will still think about it.
Fear.
For this kind of thing, it is estimated that nine days will not be too short.
After all, the gods are not willing to lose, and they all want to come out with a stronger second life and regain their former glory.
"What kind of existence was there in that era nine days ago? It seemed that its power was very terrifying, but why did such a terrifying era disappear?" Lin Feng asked.
Xu Lingsan and others shook their heads at the same time and said: "We really don't know this."
They were born in the Nine Heavens, and the boss is already a god-level existence, so he cannot know what happened in that era.
Xu Lingsi thought for a while and said: "I'm telling you secretly, you must not tell anyone else. I think our selves may be people who survived that era."
Lin Feng's eyes widened. How could a big boss have such a big background?
"How can I see it?"
"It's just a feeling, or we always have some doubts. We always feel that Jiutian makes us feel out of place and we can never integrate into it. Secondly, although Jiutian is heaven and earth, it is not perfect and is just a defective product. That's why
There will be a battle for God, and this should be a process that lasts nine days."
It has to be said that the big bosses of the first generation would never disclose these things, but it would be different if it were the trumpets.
Xu Lingyun has authority above them, but he is really younger than them, so he is called the younger sister. In fact, even the trumpets themselves are not aware of the authority issue.
But when Lin Feng asked, they all told him everything he knew.
"Is the battle for God only an essential process?" Lin Feng asked again.
Xu Lingsan nodded and said: "This is something that must be experienced, but we really don't know why."
They can't get involved in matters at this level.
In other words, no saint in the Nine Heavens can understand these things. I am afraid that even the great saint does not know the specific reasons. Only God knows.
The ancestral land of the ghost clan is desolate, and even those with Lin Feng's level will feel a creepy feeling after breaking in.
Sometimes the earth moves inexplicably, as if something is trying to crawl out of it.
Some corpses are completely empty shells, but their bodies are constantly wandering around. However, the power level of these people is too high. It is very likely that they were in the realm of saints before they were alive, and they can only reach this level after being nourished after death.
"What exactly is this concept?" Lin Feng was a little confused.
Why the body can exist alone after death is too strange, because the soul itself is no longer there, and the body should disappear in a long time.
Xu Lingsi said: "Let's put it this way, for us monks, we major in body and soul, both of which are indispensable. But for the ghost tribe, it opens up another path. For them, the body is still
It's a body, but the skeleton has become another existence. It's even possible that their souls have integrated into the skeleton and then undergone the next step of transformation."
"But it seems that the body is not conscious!" Lin Feng said hesitantly.
"The will-o'-the-wisp of the Bone Clan seems to be wrapped in a divine soul, but ordinary people cannot detect that kind of existence. To put it bluntly, the composition of the Ghost Clan is composed of the body and bones."
A context gradually took shape. Lin Feng thought for a while and asked: "Could this be a method from a long time ago?"
"Maybe, maybe not." Xu Lingsi shook his head.
The existence of the ghost race and the bone race are similar to the human race, but in terms of origin, they are a little different from the human race who only cultivate their bodies and souls.
For example, for them, the body and the bones are distinguished.
It is very possible that the soul has been tempered into the bones, and it is impossible for some people to die on purpose.