Chapter 564

Just like the morning light in the past, today's Qingyun town is full of people. For no other reason, Wu Feichen announced that he would challenge the black dragon who won more than 80 games in a row.

After being oppressed for several months, the Wu family finally couldn't help but take a bad breath for everyone.

Almost half of the people in Qingyun town rushed to Tianlei after hearing the news. Tianlei was surrounded by a lot of people and was in a dilemma.

That battle was also the most ferocious one of Tianlei's existence so far. It lasted from morning to evening. Finally, the black dragon was blown out of the field by Wu Feichen and was defeated!

The depression over Qingyun town was dissipated by the war, and the unprecedented confidence returned to the hearts of Qingyun town people

But Zifeng didn't know all this. Standing at Huangshi hill and looking at the desert that couldn't see the edge in front of him, he calmed down a lot.

Xiaoguang, who knew the sea, stood up nervously. The sea god, ten thousand years ago, was almost a God. He was respected by all the martial arts in the world, and he eradicated the cholera that year with his own strength.

This desert may not be visible in Zifeng's eyes, but Xiaoguang has smelled it from the air. It's a wild breath, an incomplete space law under the collision of the forces that destroy the sky and the earth.

The martial arts sect is a bottleneck in the cultivation of martial arts. Over the past, you can tap your own potential infinitely. Further up, Wu Huang is a dividing point. After tapping his own potential, the next call is the power between heaven and earth.

The reason why the drought here turned into a desert should be caused by the sea god evacuating all the water elements in the air in the battle. I don't want to go through ten thousand years later. The is still desolate and has not changed much due to the extension of time.

Xiaoguang has no doubt that the battlefield is not in the place of sects, but in Xuantian. Ten thousand years ago, there was only one piece between heaven and earth, that is, the sectarian land in the current population. Later, in that catastrophe, it was broken and divided into five pieces. Except that the sectarian land in the center remained unchanged, the four surrounding pieces collapsed one after another, hundreds of feet shorter.

When Zifeng goes to the sect one day, he will find that the sect seems to be floating in the air

A flying charm was added to Zifeng's body. The urgency in Zifeng's heart was no weaker than that of Xiaoguang. Zifeng was flying in the crazy sand. Zifeng was flying in the direction of memory.

In less than half a day, the ruins in the desert appeared in sight again.

"What is this?" Xiaoguang looked at the strange reliefs and strange symbols on the incomplete Temple column and muttered, "altar!" In the ancient inheritance of the Hai nationality, the altar is an indispensable part of every race.

After staying here for a while, Zifeng walked towards the southeast.

But he had some doubts. Under the cover of spiritual power in the later stage of climbing the hall, the underground cave clearly reflected in his perception. Why haven't you sensed one of the bustling predatory ants until now? You know, there were thousands of them at the beginning.

With this layer of suspicion, I walked forward a few steps, but I saw that the previous hole no longer existed.

Xiaoguang didn't choose to shout this time. In this place where he worshipped, everything was full of mystery.

Only the little white on his shoulder jumped down, and then stopped in a depression in front of him. His hooves flew and kept digging the sand below.

Seeing this, Zifeng quickly took a few steps, and a burst empty symbol was thrown away. The ground was suddenly blown open, and two already dry bodies appeared next to a black hole.

It seems that someone has come here.

After a brief examination of the time of the deceased, we can probably judge from the condition of the body that it should have occurred six months ago. As for the cause of death? It's not clear, because there are no scars on the body.

The spirit spread like water, took out a Moonstone, and Zifeng walked slowly towards the depths of the cave.

The cave of the nine winding ileum, a dry and rotten smell, seems to have been dusty for a long time. From the entrance to the front steps, Zifeng didn't touch any of the locusts' ant eaters for a whole distance of hundreds of meters.

In the dim light, the whole cave seemed empty, the ground was full of thick dust, and there was no trace of creatures.

That step in memory appeared at his feet after a incense stick. Xiaobai jumped down and made bursts of noise from time to time. It seemed to be aware of the existence of something bad around, which made him very uncomfortable.

Strange, lonely and totally different from the last time Zifeng came.

However, just as Zifeng climbed the last step, the distant, vast and ancient space appeared in sight again.

Like standing on a platform interrupted by the wanzhang cliff, looking into the distance, the bright moonlight stone on top of my head is still as bright as water, flowing for thousands of years.

Xiaoguang was stunned. When he saw the hall collapsed in the middle of the platform in front, he stuttered, "that, that's the sea temple?" It was not sure that the sea temple, except for the noble race of the sea race, admitted that it could not even see.

Hurried to get there quickly. But Xiaobai hummed and pointed in a direction under his feet.

Zifeng realized that the direction Xiaobai pointed to was the place where he collected the spiritual milk. There was no nonsense. He grabbed Xiaobai and jumped, dexterous as the wind, falling rapidly towards the dark bottom. However, Zifeng's face changed greatly when he fell heavily to the bottom of the cliff.

Through the moonlight stone in his hand, he saw that the whole cliff bottom was filled with countless ant eating corpses, at least hundreds of millions.

No wonder, as like as two peas, the devil is not here. Now he has not seen an ant eater. He was all killed here. He looked down and looked at it. He was surprised to find that the dead ants were at the foot of the cave and the dead bodies outside the cave were exactly the same. There was no scars on the whole body.

While Zifeng was puzzled, Xiaobai had been digging crazily on the cliff not far away, and the aroma in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

After searching for a long time, he still failed. Zifeng had to stand up. But I didn't find that under the irradiation of moonlight stone, there were hundreds of millions of predators under my feet. Unexpectedly, there was no shadow under one predator. It was empty and nothing.

Shadow, the existence that accompanies day and night, how can it disappear?

If Xiaoguang is not out of his mind and thinking about the sea temple at this moment, maybe the nightmare name will come out of his mouth.

Who else can attack this strange way except it?

Smelling the strong aroma at the tip of his nose, Zifeng shook his head and simply stopped thinking. He stepped on the ant eaters all over the ground and ran in the direction of Xiaobai. There, a pool of amber puddles still existed, and the aroma remained the same.

Maybe a few years later, when Zifeng recalls today's scene, he may feel regret. At that moment, he missed an opportunity, an opportunity to seize the first opportunity.