At the critical moment, the woman in green made crazy seals, and a layer of silver Buddha light emerged from her body, forming a silver lotus and covering her.
"Turn." He yelled, and the silver lotus spun quickly.
The next moment, gray-white light shone on the surface of the lotus. The two forces collided and the space was slightly distorted. However, the silver lotus failed to resist the gray-white light after all, and was directly penetrated by countless rays. With a bang, the silver lotus exploded.
However, a silver thread twisted out, rushed into the entrance of the Shinto like a swimming fish, and disappeared.
"Are the disciples of Lotus Vajra Temple actually here too?" Zhong Liuyu and Zhong Liuyan looked at each other.
Calm returned to the sky. The hundreds of people who had just rushed into the Shinto, except for the woman in green from the Lotus Vajra Temple, all others died under the attack of the elemental turbulence. At this time, after a round of explosions,
, the elemental turbulence really began to weaken, slowly receding towards the distant sky, revealing a wide passage.
"Let's go." Zhong Liuyan shouted low and rose into the sky. Zhong Liuyu, Shangguan Ruoyu and Aman followed immediately.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Thousands of rays of light rushed into the sky and swarmed towards the entrance of Kunlun Shinto.
"Buzz——"
Looking ahead, the escaping lights rushed into the Kunlun Divine Way one after another. Zhong Liuyan suddenly stopped in the sky. He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the far end of the sky.
Something was calling him.
"Brother, let's go quickly, it's too late if it's too late." Zhong Liuyu passed him by and shouted back at the entrance of the Shinto.
The surrounding elemental turbulence that subsided began to surge in quickly, leaving them only a few breaths to enter the entrance to the Shinto.
Zhong Liuyu, Shangguan Ruoyu and Aman all stopped in front of the entrance and looked at Zhong Liuyan who was tens of thousands of meters away. Beside them, streaks of escaping light flew past and disappeared into the long and narrow Kunlun Shinto like a vertical pupil.
"Brother--" Zhong Liuyu shouted anxiously.
"Zhong Liuyan, come here quickly." Shangguan Ruoyu also shouted anxiously.
"Holy Son of Flowing Flame." Aman's face showed a deep look of worry.
However, Zhong Liuyan seemed not to hear the calls of the three people. He just looked at the distance in the sky, and the invisible feeling of calling in his mind became stronger and stronger.
"Liu Yu, you take them into Hongmeng Land first. Remember, try not to fight with geniuses from the God Realm." Zhong Liuyan said without looking back, and drove away in the light.
"Boom-boom-boom-" The elemental turbulence began to close up little by little, turning into an extremely dangerous and terrifying storm again.
"Let's go." Zhong Liuyu gritted his teeth and said. The three of them turned around and rushed into the Kunlun Shinto. The space was distorted, and they disappeared in a flash of light.
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Han Yi woke up from his deep sleep, and what he saw before him was still the overwhelming wind and sand, as well as the endless ruins of the ancient city.
After he left the octagonal tower half a month ago, he found that the wind and sand inside the ruins of the ancient city were much weaker than outside, so he decided to cross the ruins of the ancient city. After walking for half a month, he finally reached the core of the ancient city.
The area, obviously seeing the ruins of surrounding buildings, has become much larger.
From those huge stone buildings that are hundreds or even thousands of miles away, traces left over from ancient wars can still be vaguely seen. The majestic pressure of power can still be faintly felt in the air, making Han Yi feel like a
A fragile ant will be shattered into pieces if it is even slightly touched by that force.
"Huh huh..." The sound of howling wind and sand filled his ears, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling. In just one night, his body was covered with an extremely thick layer of yellow sand, almost burying his whole body. Han Yi trembled
With the yellow sand falling on his body, he stood up, revealing the giant heavy sword that was more than three meters long and more than a foot wide under him.
Last night, he lay down on the giant heavy sword to rest. Originally, with his cultivation, there would be no problem even if he didn't rest for several years. But after entering the land of nothingness, his spiritual power was imprisoned by invisible forces, and his physical body seemed to
It is also gradually weakening, and the whole person becomes more and more easily tired.
In the past half month, he had rested five or six times, almost every three days. Han Yi was also faintly worried about this situation. If it happened later, his physical body would also weaken.
If you have to be like ordinary people, then there may be no possibility of getting out of this place of nothingness.
With such a mentality, Han Yi did not dare to stay any longer. Every time after taking a break, he would immediately start on his way. Han Yi hooked his foot, and the giant heavy sword flew up and fell into his hand. He moved to the side of his back.
, the strap that tightens the scabbard. The scabbard of the Giant Que Heavy Sword was made by Master Situ of Wanling Pavilion when he was on Lanyue Island. Even though the seal of the Giant Que Heavy Sword was later lifted and it became a top-level holy weapon, he did not throw away the scabbard.
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Han Yi was advancing rapidly through the ruins of the ancient city, and his speed was much faster than that of a Spirit Emperor monk flying at full speed. The desert that had submerged the ancient city was still flowing behind him like tarsal maggots.
After more than half a day, Han Yi's rapidly advancing figure suddenly stopped. Directly in front of him, a magnificent palace-like building gradually became clear in the wind and sand.
"That should be the temple built by this ancient city." Han Yi murmured, "Go over and take a look." His feet moved faster, and his whole body flew out like lightning, splitting the sand flying in the sky.
Soon, he rushed to the temple. The entire temple was built with blue-grey crystal stone, exuding a grand majesty. In the eternal wind and sand, more than half of it had been submerged, and only the temple and ten temples were exposed at this time.
A small part of several pillars.
Han Yi flew around the temple, looking for the entrance. The gate had been completely buried by the desert, making it impossible to enter. After walking around to the back of the temple, Han Yi saw that a huge crack had been opened in the wall at the back of the temple, and the entire interior of the temple was completely destroyed.
All were exposed.
Han Yi looked surprised when he saw the huge wound. Logically speaking, the materials used to build the temple are extremely hard. No god or believer would allow him to build a temple.
Destroyed.
"It seems that during the ancient war, the strength of those invaders cannot be underestimated." Han Yi said to himself.
He passed over the crack and rushed into the temple. As soon as he entered the temple, he felt an extremely strong majesty rushing toward him, almost making him kneel to the ground.
"Huh." Han Yi took a deep breath and held the hilt of the sword in the middle of the giant palace with one hand, "I didn't expect that after hundreds of millions of years, such a strong pressure still remains in this ruined temple."
Han Yi only felt as if thousands of tons of mercury were flowing around him, turning into a terrifying wave and surging over him, hitting him. He moved with difficulty in the temple, approaching deeper, and gradually
Approaching the central hall of the temple.
The wall facing him separated the front hall and the back hall. The wall was covered with grand patterns with fine brushstrokes. It looked exactly like the murals he saw in the octagonal tower not long ago, except that
The murals here are more detailed and realistic, and the pressure they convey is even more terrifying.
Han Yi just raised his head and glanced up, and his whole body felt as if he had been hit hard. His body flew straight out and hit a broken stone pillar thousands of meters away.
"It's so scary." Han Yiwu was still frightened and his face turned pale. "My level of cultivation is still too low. I'm not even qualified to look directly at the murals of gods."
Although it was only a glance, the scene depicted in the mural was already engraved in his mind in detail.
That god, holding a coiled dragon flaming spear, with his beard and hair spread out, and his upper body uncovered, was engraved with mysterious symbols. His body was so majestic, and his angry look was unbelievable.
Dare to look directly. Han Yi has no doubt that the god can change the color of the world with just one look and expression.
Han Yi raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, calm the surging blood in his body, and then rubbed his buzzing head.
"It seems that from now on, when you encounter buildings like temples in the land of nothingness, you will not be able to enter them casually."
Saying this, he felt strange again.
"But why don't the murals of gods painted in the temples in the Tomb of All Spirits God have such strong pressure? Could it be that the levels represented by the gods are different?"
Unable to think of any clues, Han Yi shook his head and stopped thinking. Then he took a deep look at the dilapidated temple, turned around and flew towards the other side of the ruins of the ancient city. His thin figure quickly disappeared into the wind and sand.
middle.
What Han Yi didn't know was that the space-time illusion mirror in his consciousness sea space flashed with a silvery light due to the impact of the divine mural just now. At the same time, in the illusion mirror space, deep in the cave, there was always
The sleeping soul of Luo You suddenly opened his eyes.
Below the soul, a blue spirit flower is blooming wantonly, but the blue spirit flower is gradually transforming into transparent and colorless. The disappearing blue color turns into blue light spots, blending into Luo You
within the soul.
If Han Yi could recognize it right here, this blue spirit flower is the divine breath and soul condensed flower he got from a certain temple within the Tomb of the All Souls God.
"You're awake." In the cave, the void twisted, and a silver-robed figure emerged, but it was Jiufang Bu, who claimed to be the spirit of the space-time illusion mirror.
Luo You's eyes slowly became clearer, and long-standing memories came back to life bit by bit.
"Where is this?" he asked.
"Illusion space." Jiufang did not answer.
"I remembered." Luo You fell down from the Shenxihun Ninghua and stood opposite Jiufang Bu. Looking at him, a dangerous light gradually gathered in his eyes, "I know you, you are Jiu Fang Bu."
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"It's me." Jiufang admitted frankly without any hesitation.
"It was you who caused my body and soul to be destroyed in the first place."
"That is your mission and the meaning of your existence." Jiufang Bu said calmly.