Chapter 377： Devouring psychic fire (4)

The height of several hundred meters was extremely impressive, but the distance was too small for everyone to see it. However, it was still so conspicuous that it seemed that neither the yellow sand nor the dry bone could hide its former glory.

The entire throne of white bones appeared in the boundless yellow sand. The flawless white was never stained with even a trace of dust, and everyone burst out of the gods, and all of a sudden all stopped.

Under the eyes of everyone, the Throne of Bones disappeared silently, and disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared before.

As soon as the Bone Throne disappeared, the space was once again dull and monotonous, and the sky was full of dust. In addition, there was nothing to notice.

"It seems that the Throne of Bones should be what we are looking for." Zhen Ni raised her eyebrows slightly and looked into the distance.

Xiao Yan watched the disappearance of the Throne of Bone for a long time, then nodded slowly.

A lot of Lingyin Moss was collected on the periphery of the illusion, so there is no doubt that there must be a Lingyin in the illusion! Although it is unclear whether it is here, the three wonders are rare things, and naturally have the protection of the grace of heaven and earth. It is absolutely impossible to see everywhere in the yellow sand. Otherwise, it would not be a turnip cabbage. Honorable? And if it is here, it is only possible at the Throne of Bone.

"Look down." Xiao Yan's bones fluttered, and the figure disappeared into the sky, passing through the thick river like Huangquan River, leaving only a residual image still standing beside the crowd.

Everyone practiced unfolding, followed behind Xiao Yan.

Everybody just stepped into the "Yellow Spring River", the pressure increased sharply, and the feeling was not good.

The entry of life seemed to activate the "Huangquan River". Huangquan cut off vitality and was very sensitive to the sense of vitality. "Huangquan River" was like a giant python, slowly waking up from a thousand years of sleep, a majestic pressure Shocked in all directions, the sky and the earth were all trembling, and the air of destruction enveloped the entire sky and the surrounding area.

Exuding the ancient and desolate breath, the "Yellow Spring River" flowing across the sky rolled over the sky, making a deafening sound, as vast as a tsunami, sending out a fierce horror wave, and a liquid yellow gas rushing in the void, with The thirst for flesh and life swept through, wrapping everyone in.

"The River of Yellow Springs" squeezes everyone's skin and every hair root, and instantly fills every gap between the air and the human body. The rumbling noise makes the ears hum, and the soul follows. With the trembling, everyone's consciousness was blurred.

Everyone soon discovered that the power of the soul could not penetrate far enough in the "Yellow Spring River", and even the energy of heaven and earth in the air seemed to be deprived of induction. Everyone here seemed like an ordinary person who could not see. You can't do it yourself.

The screaming battles are fistful, dazzling, as if cast of gold, and wielding a mighty force, but sadly found that the fighting is like a huge vortex injected and disappeared, and the "Yellow Spring" is like a mouthful A huge sea eye devoured everything.

Xiao Yan had the strongest soul power. He first discovered this state. Zhangkou wanted to warn everyone. Unfortunately, there was no air as a medium, but Guangkou could not speak. In anxiety, the bones and wings shook sharply, and the blade was like a knife. The sword-like white light shatters the surrounding river water and turns it into a large yellow mist, which can be like cutting a knife to cut off the water. The "Yellow Spring River" is still rushing, and the yellow mist is roaring, the deafening roar makes people soul trembling.

All of a sudden, everyone fell into a panic that was an instinctual response to the unknown.

Fortunately, the panic only lasted for a moment. Everyone experienced the instincts of life and death and quickly reacted. After clearly exploring the sky below, the "Yellow Spring" was not deep. , The tragic evil spirit makes people feel cold, and has a terrible sense of oppression, but there is no dangerous premonition, nor has it encountered a substantial attack. Maybe as long as the fighting spirit is poured into the feet and it falls straight, it should be the most direct and effective Approach.

"The River of Yellow Springs" is actually a natural genius born here in the heavens and the earth. It cuts off the sunlight and cuts off the vitality, thus creating the environment of the yellow sand and the dead life below.

In addition to the isolation function, the "Yellow Spring River" is still a natural mystery, in which people cannot feel God, cannot see, and cut off the contact between the human body and the outside energy. The energy consumption in it cannot be replenished. The longer we get weaker.

In this environment, people will inevitably panic, lose their soberness, then lose their direction, and eventually become trapped in the "Yellow Spring River" to run out of energy and turn into a yellow mist.

This array is not poisonous, but it is weird, and it is extremely simple to see through it. The test is to adhere to the original heart and clearness, and lose the original heart and lose yourself, and eventually fall into it and fall here.

If the mind is not correct, this array is as insurmountable as the heavens; if the mind is as red, this array is as simple as a blank piece of paper. So it's difficult, but not difficult.

Xiao Yan and others are bright and clear, with no fear in their hearts, no fear in life and death, how can they lose themselves? So it is not difficult for them.

Xiao Yan first appeared under the "Huangquan River", watching the flowing air of the "Huangquan River" with a slight anxiety, and was relieved until he saw the crowd appear one after another.

Looking back at the "Huangquan River", the extremely weird feeling still lingers in the hearts of everyone, making people secretive. Such an incredible natural barrier makes one have to marvel at the magical nature of nature, where the three wonders are. Sure enough, it is not simple.

Standing in the yellow sand, Xiao Yan finally felt more clearly. Under the "Yellow Spring River", the wind swept the entire space, rolled up the sand, scraped the rocks, and violently affected this world. The horrible waves made the sky tremble. , Even the speed of Le Shaolong and Ziying have been greatly affected here.

Cloak heading towards the Throne of Bone Bone, the eyes of everyone looked around constantly, alerting to this unknown world.

In the distance, a mountain of yellow sand piled up, and the wind raged into a flat land for a while. The wind rushed with the yellow sand like a sea, and instantly filled another low-lying place. Moving mountains and reclamation here is just very easy at the fingertips. The power of nature is freely flowing, and if there are thousands of horses and gallops, everyone's faces start to look more and more dignified.

The sky was yellow and sandy, and the sky began to gloom like the end of the world. I saw a desert storm approaching.

The harsh wind tore through the sky, and the yellow mist fluttered, filled with a sultry smell. Everyone walked on the long desert road, and saw with their own eyes the storm that threw a rock as high as several tens of meters into the sky and threw a huge bone. Instantly torn into countless pieces.

The power of the wind is terrifying, and the old trees and rocks are not as fragile as a sheep in a storm. This is the power of heaven and earth. Here, destruction and burial are the same melody, but no one knows where and when the endless storm came from.

Fortunately, there is a storm in the team. With the affinity of the storm to the wind, there is a lot of water here. Although it is impossible to control the power of the world, it is not too difficult to determine the direction of the storm. Everyone bypasses no less than three tornadoes and slowly approaches the Throne of the Bone.

Along the way, everyone found that the place was extremely weird, without encountering any obstacles, without encountering any Warcraft, only the might of heaven and earth followed along.

Looking at the looming throne of bones in the distance, everyone felt incredible, as if they were too unreal in a dream. Taking a deep breath of air mixed with yellow sand, his chest was suddenly filled with fiery dryness, Xiao Yan shook his head and determined that he was not dreaming.

Xiao Yan licked some dry lips and looked at the gray sky above his head. He did not encounter the dangers in his imagination, and his heart felt a little unsteady.

"Everyone has a 12-point spirit." Xiao Yan said as he looked at the surrounding environment.

The crowd nodded at Xiao Yan and proceeded cautiously. No one spoke. They all held their swords in their hearts.

The road to the Throne of White Bone is winding and undulating, and the road is full of hills. The terrain gradually calmed down, and the yellow sand in the sky also weakened. On the contrary, the climate was much better than before, and nothing unusual was seen, but Xiao Yan always felt that there were unexplainable concerns.

Along the way, the wind and sand occasionally lifted the yellow sand buried underneath for many years, revealing the skeletal bones visible below. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the yellow sand was rolling towards both sides, and more bones were exposed on the ground. Unlike the dead bones visible all the way, these bones exuded a strange smell.

Judging from the bones, we can see that these bones should be extremely powerful fighters during their lifetime. Maybe there were battle flags hunting here, and the Jinge Iron Horse had carried out a very fierce killing. Maybe the land was red and stained with blood. Yes, but all this has been buried under the yellow sand, buried in history.

The setting sun was tilted westward against the ridgeline of the desert, and the ground was dull, showing a layer of crimson, as if the blood was soaked into the yellow sand. The quicksand under the feet was hot, as if it was sprayed with hot blood. temperature. Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at the vast vastness in the distance. It was deeply touching that he seemed so small.

"History is always too heavy, we don't know what happened here before, but the desert sunset, yellow sand and white bones, this gray color is always very sad." Zhen Ni stood beside Xiao Yan, and stretched out her hand. I sighed at the messy hair.

Xiao Yan nodded, still not speaking, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

The wind is even more urgent, like a sharp claw, peeling off the desert one layer and another layer; more yellow sand is rolled up, and the desert rises with a heat wave, like a gray cloud Sand fog makes it difficult for people to breathe.

The orange-red light of the sunset blended into the hazy mist, and the sky became more bleak. A touch of black appeared on the horizon, and the night was about to fall. Under the dim light, a layer of dark red appeared on the yellow sand. The greasy smell is like the lingering stubbornness for thousands of years.

As everyone saw, the bones stretched along the continuous undulating sand dunes, winding like a wave in the sea to the White Throne.

"If I remember correctly, before I looked down at the Throne of the Bone Bone from above, it was a place where the yellow sand storm was like turbulent waves and emptying the waves." Le Shaolong opened his mouth slowly and frowned, "But when we got here, Everything is different, it has become the quietest place, at least for now. "

Le Shaolong's words suddenly made everyone's hearts sink.

Recalling what I saw before, everyone's hearts were violently beaten by the uneasiness in their hearts. In addition to the sound of the wind, it was terribly quiet. Only the sound of "bang" echoed in the desert covered with bones.

Wind, rolled up a bone of a forearm, withered five fingers grabbed forward greedily, the whitish knuckles accompanied by sobbing yellow sand, like a night ghost crying, less than three inches away from Xiao Yan's chest, The guard's vindictive trembling slightly fragile, broken into several sections fragile, fell to the desert, five fingers facing the sky, trembling a few times, it seems very unwilling, the whole scene is strangely palpitating.

Ziying clutched Xiao Xiao's arm tightly, her nails sunk deep inside, her beautiful little face was pale, and her talking eyes were full of trembling. Ziying Ziqiang is also a girl who feels nauseous and fearful about these things instinctively.

Zhen Ni also felt that the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and a chill spread in her heart. Although she did not seem like Ziying on the surface, she still clenched her shoulders subconsciously.

The night breeze was very cold, and everyone was slightly stiff. They looked towards Xiao Yan and waited for the next instructions.

"The way to go must go down." Xiao Yan watched for a long time, and his erect figure was as straight as a javelin in the haze, and like a black reef. He stood still despite the storm. Everyone ’s faith.

After speaking, Xiao Yan backhanded out the ancient flames, and the flaming fire became the indicator light in this misty desert.

Along the way, everyone was silent, only the turquoise sky fire beating quietly.

The night was getting thicker and denser, the sand and the sea were vast and deserted, and everyone turned over a few uneven sand dunes to slowly move forward, and saw a few long-eroded sandstone ruins standing there alone, as it appeared in the vast desert. desolate.

Under the night, the phosphorous fire beat and turned several sand dunes. A white light path appeared in front of everyone. The path meandered straight and pointed to the Throne of White Bone. The surrounding open space and sand dunes were hidden in the haze. fathom.

"How can this happen?" The crowd clenched their weapons, watching all the surrounding scenes fade away in silence, leaving only a path in front of them, but the crowd didn't feel any of this. The situation is weird and trembling.

"Keep your heart, go on." Xiao Yan bit his lip, and the power of the soul seemed to be shielded. The search range was extremely limited and did not bring him anything.

"The answer will always appear, maybe it's right in front." Xiao Yan said, and set foot on the vast road ahead.

The path was white, with a thick layer of mist floating, isolated from the exploration of the power of the soul. From a distance, there was a dreamy beauty, but as soon as I stepped on, the purple shadow jumped back with a "wow", hand Covering his chest, the curve was undulating like waves, startling.

When everyone looked at it, they were shocked to find that the path was made of countless white skeletons, dense and pale, with phosphorous blossoms floating on it, and the resentful white mist formed faintly roaring, Countless roars disturbed the hearts of everyone, as if there were countless ghosts and wild ghosts in it, and they were trying to choose people to eat.

No wonder Ziying is so abnormal. Even Zhen Ni clasped Xiao Yan's arm tightly, her soft body was shaking gently, her teeth were biting her lips purple, and her eyes seemed to be faint. Uneasy ripples.

The shroud of shouting war has long been held up, and the golden shouting tiger is like a golden sun, shining brightly, protecting everyone rigorously.

But something more weird happened. Those fluttering phosphorescence and sobbing noises regarded the shroud of shouting war as nothing, and came in without any effort, and surrounded the crowd, which was strange.

The storm stretched out her hands, vindicated her body, and lightly touched the strange phosphorescent light, but was surprised to find that her hands did not have any discomfort, as if all this was just to disturb the hearts of everyone. Xiao Yan said earlier, "Keep your heart "It is prescient.

As soon as I cast an admiring look on Xiao Yan, the storm discovered the troubles. The endless phosphorescence and the whining layer of looming cascades, wrapping everyone in the middle. Although they have a fighting body, they cannot stop it. That invisible sound wave disturbed everyone's mind.

However, for a moment, everyone's face gradually became pale, and his expression was a little embarrassed. Someone beside the eardrum seemed to be constantly talking about its misfortune, its loneliness, people's mind was disintegrated, and their consciousness was blurred.

With such anxiety, only one cold arrow can make everyone fall into despair. Thinking of this, the storm was shocked with cold sweat, and the staff was blooming with a soft light, but he was weakly released because he found that the wind Can't stop this **** everything.

The business alliances that can influence the world are selected for elite training. In addition to loyalty, they must be outstanding among similar people. Already when the staff of the storm was raised, the crowd had already reacted and attacked one after another, looking out from afar, the colorful fighting spirits bloomed brilliantly in the white mist.

I have to say that everyone ’s response was very fast. I was panicked, but even after I calmed down, I still had to say that the result was very weak. Whether it is starlight, lightning, or wind and mist, you can't get rid of the mist, such as epiphyseal anthrax. Weird.

When the crowds were at a loss, a blue-gray light radiated from the sky, and the sounds of phosphorescence and sobbing were afraid to dodge, such as the tumbling waves receding around, turning around three feet outside the crowd, it seemed extremely unwilling.

Above them is a turquoise fire lotus, which looks like Wen Yu, which is Xiao Yan's mixed sky fire. Fire lotus is not big, but every time it rotates, it emits an extremely fiery light, sacred and inviolable.

The sky fire was just in the mist and the mist was evil, and just happened to overcome each other, everyone finally took a breath.

With the help of Skyfire, everyone walked on the uneven white bone road, each step was a crisp bone cracking sound, accompanied by misty fog, from time to time, a sickening smell drifted, and the indescribable dullness was in the hearts of everyone. Backlog slowly.

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