Back then, when I was under the tomb of the Demonic Stone Ancestral Sect, I met the Patriarch Wu Yu of the Demonic Stone Sect, and was almost killed by this dead man whose consciousness was no longer normal.
After fooling him into continuing to walk towards the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb, Qin Yang forgot about the incident.
After all, this old guy's consciousness is almost annihilated and he can't hold on for much longer.
I didn't expect to see you here again.
Looking left and right, every detail remains the same as it was back then, and there is absolutely no mistaking it.
In addition, it was confirmed that the spiritual energy here fell from the sky. After careful identification, I also found a place with a slightly different color in the dark sky.
Qin Yang even confirmed it.
There is definitely a crack in the secret realm, but the sky is gloomy, and coupled with the influence of other forces, it is impossible to detect the crack there with the eyes.
Qin Yang's current mood is very complicated.
I really want to run away...
If nothing unexpected happens here, it is definitely the secret realm at the bottom of the Magic Stone Sect.
According to legend, when the Magic Stone Holy Sect was first established, it was because magic stones fell from the sky and fell into Huliang, and then penetrated the barrier and penetrated several secret realms in one go.
It's just that the vitality of these secret realms was completely wiped out by this disaster.
When the Magic Stone Holy Sect was first established, it was because of these secret realms. They hoped to rely on time to revitalize these connected secret realms. When Nirvana is reshaped, it may be a huge secret realm.
Therefore, they gathered the great spirit formation, pulled the sun, moon and starlight, and turned it into rich and pure spiritual energy. In addition to meeting the needs of the sect, the rest was poured into the several secret realms below along the cracks.
The reason why the Thieving Gate Station can be hidden below and continue to develop is precisely because it has intercepted this steady flow of spiritual energy.
These are just the legends of the Magic Stone Holy Sect. It can even be said to be the legends that have been spread, and their authenticity is not high.
At least according to the thieves, this legend can be believed at most 20%.
The biggest reason for the previous relocation of the stolen door was that Old Man Wei and the others did not know how to confirm the information. They determined that there was a terrifying thing in the secret realm at the bottom that was about to revive.
When the time comes for the Pirate Gate to be stationed, it will be the first person to block the Demon Stone Holy Sect's bullets, so naturally it will be moved away quietly.
No matter what kind of terrifying thing it is, it can make Old Wei and the others take the risk of moving to the wilderness and not be willing to face it, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.
The Magic Stone Holy Sect might be coming to an end.
If it was just like this, Qin Yang would just listen to it, turn around and forget about it. At most, he would silently mourn for the Demon Stone Holy Sect in his heart. Anyway, he was gone and it had nothing to do with him.
And now standing here.
Recalling Captain Lin Feng's words, there is a powerful and evil being in the seal here. They are here to strengthen the seal...
This secret realm, combined with the deepest secret realm under the Demonic Stone Sect, became one secret realm.
Qin Yang scratched his head in distress. How could he have thought that an island transformed into a secret realm appearing in the depths of the Dead Sea would be connected to the secret realm at the bottom of the Demonic Stone Sect?
Qin Yang felt that the so-called closure and reinforcement of the town by the ghost bandits was either fake or completely useless.
The location of the Thieving Gate has been hidden under the Holy Demonic Stone Sect for who knows how many years. If it is useful to reinforce the seal, the power that the terrifying thing below can reveal will not become stronger year by year and has no intention of declining.
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Qin Yang looked at the drunkard on one side, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
What if they are not here to strengthen the closed town? But every time they come, they are wearing down the power of the closed town?
According to this speculation, it is in line with the development trend over the years.
"Brother Qin, hurry up and leave. Although there are people ahead who have cleared the route, it may not be safe." The drunkard's voice came from the front.
Qin Yang gathered his thoughts and continued to move forward.
The further you go, the more stone statues you see, most of them are as skinny as wood, and many of them still look dead.
Moreover, the weathering of these stone statues is even more serious. Some of them have been worn away by time so that the details cannot be seen clearly. They are at least more than 10,000 years old.
Qin Yang tried to use the skill of touching corpses, but there was no response from these stone sculptures, which proved that they were no longer corpses, and all their wonders had been erased by time.
These people, it seems, are all dead people in the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb. They walked out of the ancestral tomb and entered here, but they all turned into stone statues.
So what kind of power turned them into stone statues?
I don’t know about other stone statues, but Patriarch Wu Yu saw them face to face with his own eyes.
Although he is dead, he has transformed into something strange, and his death aura is extremely terrifying. With his original strength, he cannot even get close to him. As long as he gets close, his vitality will be wiped out by the terrifying death aura, and he will drown in it alive.
But now that I think about it, even with my current strength, I'm afraid I still can't get close.
However, after walking for a long time, the number of stone statues we saw gradually decreased, but the stone statues in the dense forest still did not disappear completely.
They were all walking in the same direction and facing the same direction. If nothing else, the stronger the dead man should be, the farther he would go.
And here, we have seen at least sixty or seventy strange dead people who are stronger than the original Patriarch Wu Yu...
After walking for half a day, the trees in the dense forest became taller and taller. Each giant tree was at least a hundred feet high. The ground was covered with the roots of the giant trees. However, there was still no trace of the existence of living creatures, and it was still deathly silent.
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Suddenly, Qin Yang scratched his head and thought of a question: why is there such a huge life here after those strange dead people came in? Can it still be lush?
Forget about everything else, Patriarch Wu Yu has only been here a few years, right?
His huge body of death energy spreads out, and wherever it goes, life is bound to be extinguished, and the vegetation is the most unable to resist.
When I saw it before, the trees near him obviously did not grow in a few years. The vast aura in them was that they were giant trees that took at least a thousand years to grow.
Why didn't I think of it before?
"Brother Qin, there is someone in front of you, be careful." The drunkard's voice suddenly came.
Qin Yang came to his senses and shook his head, thinking that he might have been frightened after seeing the stone statue of Patriarch Wu Yu.
When looking forward, I held my breath and concentrated on the induction. I vaguely felt that there was another breath emerging, not far away from me.
After walking no more than a few hundred feet, the dense forest suddenly disappeared. In front of them was a huge pit that stretched for dozens of miles. There was no vegetation at all in the pit, revealing dark rocks.
At a glance, below is a black stone forest with a deep and strange atmosphere.
Suddenly, two figures in black robes walked out from behind a huge black stone.
Qin Yang's expression changed, but the drunkard suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked Qin Yang.
"Don't worry, they can't find us."
The drunkard had a determined look on his face, raised his eyes and looked around a few times, then nodded to Qin Yang: "Follow me, don't get sidetracked."
The drunkard stepped into the huge basin below. Qin Yang didn't know why, so he could only follow.
Just as he was looking towards the two figures in black robes, one of them raised his head and glanced over, making Qin Yang's heart freeze.
However, when I saw this man in black robe, I just glanced at him, but as if I didn't see him at all, I naturally shifted my gaze and said something to the other man in black robe.
During the entire process, the drunkard didn't even look at it. He just kept to himself and moved forward in the black stone forest. His pace was neither fast nor slow, but when he chose the direction, he didn't hesitate at all.
Qin Yang was confused and followed the drunkard closely.
We continued to advance a short distance through this maze-like stone forest. When we rounded a bend, we saw a monster more than ten feet long in front of us, lying there quietly.
The monster was similar to the corpses we had seen before. Its whole body was pitch black, as if it had been poured with a layer of asphalt that had not yet solidified, and mucus was constantly dripping to the ground.
This monster looks like a huge lizard, with deformed bone spurs all over its body. It exudes a weird and disgusting smell, and the aura it emits is cold and deathly and mad.
Qin Yang paused, but saw that the drunkard didn't seem to see him at all, and just waved his hand gently.
As he walked past, Qin Yang suddenly felt something and looked back. The monster opened his eyes, glanced at Qin Yang, and then continued to close his eyes and sleep.
The further he walked, the more confused Qin Yang felt.
Something is wrong, I always feel that something is wrong, but my mind is getting more and more confused, and I just follow the footsteps of the drunkard out of habit.
This is wrong, completely wrong.
Qin Yang felt that his consciousness was struggling, as if he was drowning. He stretched out his hand out of the water and struggled wildly, but there was no hope of breaking out of the water.
Instead, he felt that there was warmth all around him. The warm water made him indulge in it and he could not extricate himself. The water flowed through his whole body like a massage, making him feel safe and comfortable...
But these currents were dragging him deeper and deeper at a silent speed.
The two layers of black round light behind his head are still there, blocking the whispers from outside.
However, these thoughts that something was wrong had just arisen when the drunkard in front of him turned around and said.
"It's coming soon, and there may be real danger next. You must follow me, or even better, step on my footsteps and don't get distracted."
"Oh, I know." Qin Yang came back to his senses and responded quickly.
The thoughts that came to my mind just now, but I don’t know where they went.
Hey, what was I thinking about just now?
Qin Yang scratched his head, feeling a little confused for a moment.
After another half day, the stone forest became larger and larger, and the distance between them became wider and wider...
This time he encountered a monster again. Black smoke was spewing from the monster's mouth and nose, and it exuded a crazy aura. When it looked at it with a pair of black and red eyes, Qin Yang paused in his steps, and a sudden fear arose in his heart.
This fear made his hands and feet become cold, his heart beat wildly, and his eyes trembled.
It seemed that just looking at him, he had already died once.
This monster is completely unmatched by him.
At this moment, the drunkard waved his hand again, and the monster slowly withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and lay there falling into a deep sleep.
"Follow my steps." The drunkard said again.
At this moment, the thought that something was wrong resurfaced again. Qin Yang bit the tip of his tongue and relied on the sharp pain to stimulate his conscious mind. The thought that something was wrong became even stronger.
Not long after advancing, Qin Yang struggled more and more. This time, Qin Yang cast the spell decisively, and the secret method became violent.
His consciousness was as if someone had poured cold water on him. The stimulation made him clear his consciousness, and all his fears disappeared.
Only the calmest consciousness remained, and a calm madness and fighting spirit slowly grew.
After regaining his calm consciousness, Qin Yang suddenly thought of it.
Why did I follow the drunkard here?
Where's Doru? Where's One Eye? Where's Mogai? Where's the captain?
Why are you the only one here with the drunkard?
Why did you follow him so easily?
Why do drunkards know this place so well?
Why didn't the two men in black robes I saw before notice me even though they were able to look at each other?
Why are these monsters so easily defeated by drunkards?
Countless questions emerged instantly.
Qin Yang raised his head and glanced at the drunkard in front of him, and slowly followed him. When he walked behind the drunkard, Qin Yang suddenly punched out, and a thunder spirit exuding a destructive aura emerged from his fist, and hit the drunkard's chest with one punch.
Afterthought.
The drunkard spat out a mouthful of blood, and his back was scorched black. He flew out instantly, hit a black stone, and fell down.
"Brother Qin, what are you doing?" The drunkard looked pale and turned around with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Hey..." Qin Yang sighed, took out a sword, stepped forward, and pierced the drunkard's thigh with one sword. After pulling it out, he continued to pierce the other thigh without hesitation, and then pulled it out again.
came out and pierced his abdomen.
He just kept attacking mechanically, as if he was going to torture the drunkard to death.
"Brother Qin, why are you doing this..." The drunkard's face was full of pain, and the blood all over his body gathered into a small stream, flowing to one side.
"Okay, stop acting." Qin Yang let out a long sigh, shook his head and said, "I thought about it over and over, but I never expected that the round light suit was made, and it was not controlled, but it was hit from somewhere else."
"Brother Qin..."
"A real drunkard, even if he is attacked by me, will only explode and kill me with his backhand, instead of asking why. We have a good relationship, but you don't understand the survival rules of pirates."
In an instant, the drunkard on the ground, with blood pouring from his mouth and a pale face, slowly stood up. His painful eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold look.
The blood overflowing from the wound was still flowing, but the drunkard didn't seem to care at all.
"The bleeding is so fake."
In an instant, the drunkard returned to his original state, and all his wounds disappeared.
"It's really an illusion."
"The secret method of the soul? I am indeed a little impatient, but you have already entered here, which is enough." The drunkard's eyes were cold, and he seemed to have no special feeling after being seen through.
"Let me ask you a question. I really want to know why there are so many people here, and you keep mumbling in my ears. With my current strength, it is impossible for me to dig up your tomb, or...
I am the one who insists on destroying the tomb of your eighteenth generation ancestor?"
Qin Yang's face looked a little ugly. Anyone who was inexplicably obsessed with a scary guy would not be in a good mood.
"Because the methods you cultivate belong to me, and you can't escape." The drunkard smiled strangely, and his body slowly turned into a shadow and disappeared completely.
Qin Yang touched the black stones next to him, feeling cold and gloomy. He closed his eyes and opened them again, but he did not see the black stones disappear...
"Sure enough, this drunkard is my hallucination."
Qin Yang sighed, feeling that he was unlucky. His luck was good and bad. In most cases, there was both good and bad. As long as there were good things, they would be accompanied by bad things.
After the madness of the secret technique dissipated, the absolute calm feeling in his head disappeared, and the fear in his heart rose again involuntarily.
Looking back, I am still too young...
I thought that with two layers of round light, I would be able to sit back and relax, but who would have thought that just this time I relaxed and fell into the trap unknowingly.
And I don’t even know when I was infected.
It's also possible that everyone has been tricked and it's just an illusion...
Looking back now, there were too many flaws in the process, and the other party affected me and made me unable to pay attention to these flaws.
It's very safe to get here, but that's the biggest flaw.
The man in black robe cannot see that he is a flaw. When he thinks about it, he will immediately throw it away. How could a drunkard give in to the monster here so easily? It is a flaw...
And thinking about it again, of all things, I have never even laid eyes on this drunkard.
In other words, only you can see it, it is just your own illusion.
My tense mind relaxed after two layers of round light appeared and no whispers were heard. This was my flaw.
After confirming what this secret realm was, the fear that arose in my heart deepened the flaw.
But he was able to react because the other party was too impatient.
He found that he reacted more and more often, and he became anxious.
So when I met the monster for the last time, that abnormal feeling of fear appeared.
That kind of fear is really terrible, like dying once.
But he has a secret method of violence that can abandon all fear.
The hallucination disappeared, and Qin Yang tried to slowly disperse the round light behind his head.
Sure enough, the whispering voice was gone...
Qin Yang touched his chin. This situation revealed a lot of problems.
The other person felt that it was enough to lead him here, and he needed to live on his own, and he wanted to move on.
He felt confident that he could no longer escape control.
Thinking back to Huan Huan's last words, the techniques he cultivated were all his...
It shouldn't be the Zixiao Taoist Scripture...
The most likely possibility is the five-door physical cultivation method of the Magic Stone Sect.
After just a few guesses, Qin Yang felt cold all over his body.
If you zoom in a little more, all the magic stones of the Holy Demon Stone Sect were passed down by this guy. This is the reason why he chose himself.
Doesn’t that mean that the establishment of the Demonic Stone Sect from a long time ago was all planned by this guy?
From the weirdness of the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb, as well as those stone statues, plus the Demon Stone Holy Sect’s continuous infusion of spiritual energy...
These are all the plans of this weird existence. He has been planning for so many years, gradually encroaching on Feng Town. Has he finally reached the point where he can break free of Feng Town?
No living person from the Demon Stone Holy Sect would pass through the Broken Secret Realm from the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb and enter the deepest part.
Then as a living person who has practiced the magic stone holy sect body cultivation method, entering here without dying may be the key to him breaking out of the closed town.
But now he has been tricked and appears alone in the hinterland of the island.
Qin Yang rubbed his cheek, becoming more sure of the feeling of entering the secret realm for the first time.
I might be really cold this time.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and felt a fierce energy in his heart.
Damn, an evil person who has been locked down for who knows how many thousands of years, locked in a coffin room, never seen the light of day, still wants my life?
It doesn’t matter whether I want to seize my body or I want to risk my life to destroy Fengzhen.
Whoever wants my life will lift the coffin of his eighty-eighth ancestor.