The next moment, the dragon waved its tail, soared from the vast sea, soaring above the nine heavens, countless divine beasts came to the east, and majestic figures surrendered to the dragon.
On the other mural, the phoenix bird sings high in the neck, and its slender and graceful tail feathers sprinkle thousands of rays of clouds. Countless fairy birds and birds of prey follow closely, forming a rainbow across the sky.
The mountains and rivers below change, the forests rise and fall, the plants and trees are born and die, and the world changes and the cycle of life and death is endless.
The ancient murals turn around again, living in front of everyone's eyes.
The soul is closely linked to the mural, as if you can hear the high-pitched song of the phoenix bird, see the majestic glance of the ancient dragon, and smell the intoxicating fragrance of strange flowers and plants.
At the same time, you can also feel the power that comes from heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, life, and all things in the world. This is also the mystery of ancient witchcraft.
All the ancient witch people were fascinated by the tears, and their eyes were filled with joy.
Because in that war thousands of years ago, many ancient witch secret scripts were seriously damaged and only the remaining remaining, their cultivation path was full of thorns and bumps, and even the elders had many doubts. But at this moment,
The doubts that had troubled them for many years in my heart were solved, as if blessings came to my heart, and as if I had been enlightened.
Thanks to Lord Saint Witch, if it weren't for her, without the Nether Boulevard, and without the power of Hongmeng, they would never have had such an understanding.
Looking at Gu Fenghua's young face, tears of joy in their eyes finally burst into their eyes.
Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in the mural, and she slowly made handprints. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and all things in the world seemed to be contained in the mysterious handprints.
With the handprints, a solemn door appeared in the mural and continued to magnify.
After a few breaths, the graceful figure disappeared, but the door had already appeared in front of people.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
"What's going on?" Luo Enen said in surprise.
"I'll go in and take a look. Don't act rashly." Gu Fenghua said.
Of course she didn't know what was going on, but she was sure that the secret she was looking for was hidden behind this gate.
"Sir Saint Witch, don't be careless, it's better to let me go and take a look first." Ji Mingfeng set off first and came to Gu Fenghua's side.
If it weren't for Gu Fenghua, she would have made a big mistake today, and all the tribe members and the ancient witch clan's tens of thousands of years would be destroyed in her hands. She was both grateful and guilty to Gu Fenghua. How could she let Lord Saint Witch make Lord Saint Witch?
Take risks with one's own risk.
"No need, there should be no danger." Gu Fenghua said as he pushed open the door and stepped in.
"Saint Witch!" Ji Mingfeng did not expect Gu Fenghua to be so decisive and move so quickly. He didn't have time to think too much, so he rushed up.
But immediately, a strange light flashed on the mural, the old woman was shaken away, and the gate disappeared in front of her.
"Fenghua!" Luo Enen and others were shocked and subconsciously stepped forward a few steps, but the scenery on the mural was still there, but there was no more gate, and Gu Fenghua disappeared.
The ancient witch people looked at each other, their eyes full of worry.
"Sir Saint Witch... It won't be a problem, right?" After a while, Ji Mingfeng walked up and said worriedly.
"The founder of the Yuding Sect specially left the scroll. There should be no malice. I don't think Fenghua will be in any danger." Ye Wuse said.
"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of what if?" Ji Mingfeng was still not relieved.