Chapter 1163

The vast sky is endless, and wisps of light fall down. However, the Earth presents a dark gray luster, forming a great contrast.

The space is filled with a faint melancholy atmosphere, ancient and heavy, like the unique general atmosphere of this world, which makes people feel a little depressed and depressed.

Suddenly, a wave of space came out, and the three figures came out of the void. Their temperament was extremely outstanding and their demeanor was peerless.

"Is this the graveyard?" Qin Xuan looked down, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

The scene in front of him was somewhat different from what he had expected.

This is, too desolate!

The wasteland mound is the place where all previous wasteland masters fell. He thought that even if it was not magnificent, there would at least be many buildings.

However, as far as you can see, it is deserted. Where are the buildings?

Ji Xuan and Murong Guangzhao also looked a little stunned. They stared at the scenery below and didn't know what to say. Now they vaguely understand the real meaning of the wasteland.

It's desolate.

Murong looked at the two and said, "now that you have arrived, please act separately and come here again in a month."

Qin Xuan glanced at Murong Guangzhao and seemed to see through the thoughts in Murong Guangzhao's heart. Murong Guangzhao didn't let them know what he understood and deliberately avoided them.

Just, is this necessary?

"I have no problem." Qin Xuan said faintly that Murong Guangzhao wanted to avoid him. Naturally, he was also happy to be quiet.

"You, alas." Ji Xuan looked at them helplessly. The two guys still didn't put down their hatred. When they came here, they were still unwilling to cooperate together.

But that's good enough. At least, there's no direct battle yet.

"See you in a month." Murong Guangzhao said to Ji Xuan, and then his body swept away in a direction.

The environment around here is the same. It is desolate land, so there is no big difference in which direction to go.

"In that case, I'll leave first." Ji Xuan smiled and looked at Qin Xuan.

"See you in a month." Qin Xuan smiled faintly.

So the two separated there. Qin Xuan went in one direction alone. He didn't choose this direction at will, but burning old told him that there was a strong fluctuation in that direction, which might hide organic fate. Therefore, he wanted to go and have a look.

I don't know how long later, Qin Xuan finally came to the place. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but freeze there, as if he saw an incredible scene.

I saw a huge stone statue standing on the earth, hundreds of feet high, trying to be as high as heaven and earth, lifelike, like a supreme god figure, towering over the world.

In the left hand of the stone statue, he still holds a long bow. Although it has no luster, it is vaguely filled with a sharp meaning and momentum.

At this moment, Qin Xuan seemed to have a picture in his mind. He seemed to see the demeanor of the statue before his death. The long bow was full and shot the enemies all over the world. It was majestic and domineering.

The long bow was stained with blood, and the blood color and brilliance covered the whole heaven and earth. What a heroic scene.

"What a mighty stone statue." Qin Xuan couldn't help but exclamation. The stone statue appeared here. Presumably, the person depicted by the stone statue was a famine Lord.

Even Qin Xuan could guess that this wild Lord was rough and unrestrained, good at drawing a long bow, and his combat power must be extremely terrible.

Such a person should be called a great hero.

However, even so, after all, I still can't escape the imprisonment of years. In the end, I still bury the bone wasteland and turn it into a stone statue. This ending is somewhat sad.

I'm afraid that this sad meaning filled the space between heaven and earth is left by the ancestors of the wasteland buried in the wasteland, which contains their unwillingness to fate and their reluctance to give up this space.

"Respectable." Qin Xuan thought like this in his heart. At this time, he heard a voice coming into his eardrum: "you can understand my meaning and have a good understanding."

Qin Xuan looked stunned and looked around, but he didn't find half a figure. Who was talking just now?

"For tens of thousands of years, I don't know how many people have entered here, but few can understand our intentions."

The voice sounded again, with some melancholy in its tone.

"Mind?" Qin Xuan couldn't help but show a strange look. His eyes slowly moved away, and then fell on the huge stone statue in front of him. He asked tentatively, "elder, is this stone statue?"

"Is that what I said?" The sound from the stone statue seemed to be able to speak, which confirmed Qin Xuan's guess.

Hearing this, Qin Xuan suddenly flashed a light in his eyes. There was an incomparably powerful spiritual consciousness in the stone statue.

Obviously, the spiritual knowledge was left by the famine Lord.

"I'm Qin Xuan, young man. I'd like to meet the master." Qin Xuan immediately became solemn and respectfully worshipped the stone statue.

"The wasteland will only be opened once in a thousand years. It seems that it hasn't been a thousand years since it was opened last time. How did you send people in in advance?" Asked the statue.

"This......" Qin Xuan was speechless for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer. Did Ouyang make an exception to let them in?

This seems a little bad. It sounds like he went through the back door.

"Today, for example, there are a lot of Tianjiao in Xuan, and many chaotic constitutions have been born. Therefore, the current famine Lord made an exception to open the wasteland." Qin Xuan replied.

"A total of three people came in." Stone path.

"Exactly." Qin Xuan nodded with some shock in his heart. This elder's consciousness exists in the stone statue and has fallen for tens of thousands of years, but he can still clearly perceive that several people have entered the wasteland. It's hard to imagine how strong he should be before he died.

"All the people who have entered the wasteland are the peak of the imperial realm. Why is your realm so low?" The stone statue asked again. Naturally, he could feel that the realm of Qin Xuan was only the four-tier realm of the Yuan emperor. In his opinion, it was too low.

"The younger generation's practice time is still short, so the realm is not high enough." Qin Xuan replied in a neutral tone, neither deliberately lowering his posture nor showing arrogance.

Facing the peak figures tens of thousands of years ago, he should maintain enough respect.

"This is called the holy ruler of the shepherd's day. It is the 11th generation of wasteland owners in the wasteland. Now, it should have been passed to the 16th generation?" Mutian Shengjun murmured to himself that four people fell here after him, so he could speculate that it had been passed to the 16th generation.

"The elder is wrong. It's the 17th generation." Qin Xuan explained.

"How could this be wrong? Don't I know how many people fell?" Mu Tian Shengjun asked.

"Are you really wrong after the wasteland, master?" Qin Xuan said: "but the 15th generation of wasteland owners fought with the demon family, fought one against three, and finally died of serious injuries, so they didn't come to the wasteland."

"What are you talking about?" Mu Tian Shengjun's voice rose abruptly. It seemed that there was an anger spreading from the stone statue, which made Qin Xuan feel cold in his heart. He looked up at the stone statue and didn't understand why Mu Tian Shengjun was angry.

The shepherd Saint said coldly, "the demon family has great courage. Do you dare to fight against the wasteland?"

"The specific reason is not clear to the younger generation, but it is true that there was a big war between the demon clan and the wasteland, which caused a great sensation. The demon domain also suffered heavy losses." Qin Xuan said.

"Hum!" The holy master of Mu Tian snorted with disdain and said proudly, "in those days when I ruled the wasteland, even the chiefs of the dragon, Phoenix and golden winged Dapeng needed to be respectful when they saw me. How dare they be half presumptuous! Now, the wasteland has not been bullied by the demon family?"

Hearing the words of Mu Tian Shengjun, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed a strange light. Mu Tian Shengjun was so strong that even the patriarch of the three overlords of the demon family didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him?

Qin Xuan was skeptical. After all, it was in the past and could not be verified.

However, Mu Tian Shengjun is a generation of wasteland masters. He once stood at the peak of martial arts. He must not tell lies.

As if he had guessed Qin Xuan's mind, Mu Tian Shengjun said, "don't you believe it?"

"Elder misunderstood, how dare I!" Qin Xuan quickly shook his head and said. He was surprised and almost saw through.

"I don't dare to be the best. I hate that someone doubts me all my life, and the consequences of doubting me are very serious." Mu Tian Shengjun said faintly, with a very obvious threat in his tone.

Qin Xuan stared at Mu Tian Shengjun with wide eyes. Is this beating him?

"I'm new here. I'm not familiar with the wasteland. It's so lonely here. I don't know how to practice. Can you give me some advice, elder?" Qinxuan Gongshou road.

"I don't know." Mu Tian Shengjun said faintly.

Qin Xuan looked at the stone statue and lived in the wasteland for tens of thousands of years. Would he not know?

"In the past, people who came in felt our thoughts and understood the mystery of the way of heaven, but your realm is too low to bear the power of thoughts."

The shepherd Saint said again, "but since the current famine Lord sent you in, he believes in your ability, then everything is up to you."

"All right." Qin Xuan nodded helplessly. He knew that the words of Mu Tian Shengjun were reasonable. After all, the people who entered the wasteland in the past were all emperor territory, and there had never been a person in emperor territory, so naturally there was no method of cultivation.

Qin Xuan suddenly thought of something, looked at the long bow in the stone statue's hand, his eyes were slightly bright for a few minutes, and said, "I think the elder's art of killing is very strong?"

"That's natural. When I'm alive, Tianxuan can really compete with me, no more than one hand." Mu Tian Shengjun said, and his tone revealed an unparalleled confidence, which came from his strong strength.

Listening to the words of Mu Tian Shengjun, Qin Xuan seemed to feel the lofty sentiments and ambitions in his heart and the spirit of being proud of the world.

What's it like to stand high and look down on the world?

He can't realize it yet, but he believes that one day he can reach that step, or even stand higher!

"Could you please do me a favor?" Qin Xuan said again.

"Why are you talking so much?" Mutian Shengjun said impatiently. People who come in are always quiet and practice alone. Why is such a guy here this time?

Qin Xuan was not angry either. A sly color flashed in his eyes. Looking at the long bow in the stone statue's hand, he smiled and said, "I think the elder holds the long bow and must be good at the rules of long power. It's better to teach some experience to the younger generation, which can also be regarded as leaving some inheritance for future generations."