Chapter 825

The desolate wind is blowing from the front of the mountain tombs. Obviously, it is unrestrained wind. At this time, it is dreary and depressing, pathetic and desolate. It seems that countless dead souls are howling in the wind, which makes people's heart tense!

Yun Qingyan is 100% sure that the red sun is not the red sun she saw in Tianyuan mainland. It should be another small world, inlaid in another space in Tianyuan continent!

Whose grave is this?

Here, who is buried and suppressed?

Yun Qingyan's heart beat violently, as if to uncover a huge secret, so nervous that it was pounding!

No fear, no panic, only excitement and urgency!

There seemed to be a voice urging her forward!

"Your Highness, this is the telepathy.

We can't go to the underground palace with you. This telepathic symbol can help you sense the direction of your strength. Please keep it The elder respectfully presented a rune carved in Amethyst for the boundless.

Jiang Wuyuan stretched out two slender fingers from the black robe to take it. The silver mask covered by the mask made people can't see his expression, "Oh? This hall has accepted it. Please open the stone gate of the underground palace. "

The sky's blood day rises higher and higher, gradually hanging in the center.

At this time, the black robed elder also took the remaining several black robed emissaries to move!

The breath of their bodies soared, the terrible pressure shot out of their bodies, and the wind was surging, almost to lift their black robes!

The heavy pressure makes Yun Qingyan feel suffocated!

The cultivation realm of these people is several times higher than the xuanzun who appeared in the cloud family with Dan Wuji!

She was secretly glad that she had not secretly started the boundless territory before. It was better to use the strength of the other party to find out before she started!

This has nothing to do with anything else. It's just a simple crush of strength.

But If these old people can't go into the underground palace with boundless territory

Think of this, cloud light words, the bottom of the eyes flash a shrewd evil intention.

Now she can't cope with zunjie. The boundless cultivation atmosphere is just around xuanjie. If her cultivation can be restored to its heyday

When Yun Qingyan was making a small abacus in his heart, several black robed messengers had already recited the incantation in their mouths. Without blinking their eyes, they cut their palms with a knife, and the fresh blood flowed out of their palms!

"With my blood, the land of sacrifice to the dead!

comfort the soul of the dead with my blood!

With my blood, the spirit of the dead

The hoarse old voice gradually came out from under the black robed man's hood, and the howling and whining in the wind became louder and louder.

The Yin wind howled, like a dead soul who died in battle. With the wind passing by, Yun Qingyan felt the temperature of the whole body suddenly became chilly, and a layer of sensitive goose bumps suddenly appeared on the exposed skin.

At this time, the evil and bright red sun was also formally hung in the middle of the sky and fell on the tomb of Qingfeng!

"Broken!" With the clang of a fall, the whole mountain burst out a burst of moving sky to earth buzzing sound!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

One, two, three!

A roar followed by a roar, like through the wall of another world, deafening!

It seems as if there are one after another covering the sky and the sun in the great wild animals in succession!

I don't know if it's the illusion of Yun Qingyan. She always thinks that the third animal roar seems to have been heard there!

With the three great roars of animals falling down, and then, it is the sound of all the animals singing together, which forms a grand symphony!

It's strange that, all around, there is no shadow of a Warcraft!

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