Mountains and rivers are in the wastelands, and stars are shining in the bloody land.

The ancient "Tao" is gathering and intertwined, and endless divine patterns spread out, integrating with the scene of this mountain, river and land, like a dream and illusion, and turning the world around. Although Ye Ku witnessed the change with his own eyes, it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity of it for a while. It seemed that he had traveled through time and space, stepped on this ancient land, and was in the primitive wild forest.

If the bronze giant gate had not been destroyed, such changes would only be in the blink of an eye, or even endless. Before the visitor could expect it, he would fall into this net of interweaving Taoism and divine patterns, and it would be difficult to get out.

"The Violent Holy Power!"

"Holy Artifact!"

Although they spoke in unison, the things they surprised and surprised were the same.

Between the bronze pillars, beside the fairy shadow, there are white bones sitting cross-legged. The two palms are held in front of the body, and there is a faint black light flashing in the palm. The light is only bright and unstable, and it is difficult to understand. There are strange images in it, changing, and it is only difficult to see clearly or understand.

But the holy power that is the same as the "flag of the general" of the Ling family cannot be false. As the saying goes, "It is from heaven and earth, and from the great way." Apart from the holy tools, there is no possibility of anything else in this world that can imitate this pressure.

It is precisely because those Taoists who call themselves "virtuous" will be very cautious about imitating the list of people and are unwilling to speak out easily.

The white mist surrounding the fairy shadow was surging, contrasting the turbulence in her master's heart. Her arms that moved "Tao" and "Li" no longer moved. There was a fairy shadow standing quietly between the bronze pillars of the sky. She seemed to be experiencing something. Although the Wuji Holy Soldier was close to her and within reach, she was not in a hurry to collect it.

Even with the transcendence of this fairy shadow, when she revealed the word "holy weapon", there was a feeling that it was hard to hide. Anything that was contaminated with the word "Wuji" should not be taken lightly. Not to mention that ordinary people are flocking to it, even immortals have to think about it. She didn't seem to have expected that the ones buried here would be such magical weapons and treasures.

The Wuji weapon is a difficult thing to find in the world. It can protect a clan for thousands of years and can conquer the national destiny of a country. If one of them is really covered with dust here, the things hidden behind it are somewhat unimaginable.

Although this place is located in the ancient bronze palace, Ye Ku and Su Qingqing had previously realized that the relationship between this world and the ancient bronze palace was not as simple as it seems. It is the mysterious and the strange among the strange. In addition, the Ling clan, one of the ancient families, is so cautious, and even the head of the family came with the Wuji holy soldiers of the clan. If there is really a Wuji holy weapon buried here, it is unexpected, but it is reasonable.

At this moment, the Lihuo God Furnace has been a success. Since the outbreak of the three-color divine flame, the Lihuo God Furnace's shape and spirit blending into Ye Ku has become a foregone conclusion. The Lihuo God Furnace, which combined the furnace soul and reshaped the furnace body, is not much different from before. It is just that there are several ignitions on the wall of the furnace, and the entire furnace gives people a natural feeling.

"call!"

The three-colored divine fire that wrapped Ye Ku left him. The Lihuo God Furnace was like a dragon sucking water, swallowing all the three-colored divine fires into the furnace. The "clang" sounded, and the furnace cover closed, pressing the moving tongue into the furnace.

Ye Ku thought, and this stove, which was still the size of a palm, fell into his palm, and there was a burning heat. Unfortunately, he was not as excited as an ordinary person to get the treasure. He felt that this burning heat reminded his other half of his coldness.

"Qingqing... It's such a strange cold air!"

Even with memories of his previous life, Ye Ku still couldn't tell why the strange cold air arose and where it came from, let alone solve it.

The man who closed his eyes and fell into his arms was shaking harder. There seemed to be wisps of black and blue cold air flowing under his fair skin, like a small gray-blue snake swimming. Wherever he passed, cold air always oozed out, forming a thin layer of frost, which melted in an instant.

Su Qingqing's eyes were confined, her lips were black and purple, and her body had such a change, which was almost a bit scary, as if she had become a "witch", revealing some ominous aura.

"Is it her doing... Then the person who tied the bell must untie..."

Ye Ku glanced at the fairy shadow. Taixuan Yin and Yang Qi were ineffective. He had no choice but to put Su Qingqing flat on the ground, and then pulled out a three-color flame from the reshaping furnace of Lihuo. He used this three-color divine fire to "draw the ground as a prison" and placed the furnace in Su Qingqing's palm.

The coldness on Su Qingqing's body came from, but fortunately, all things finally had the principle of mutual generation and restraint. The cold air hidden under her skin was suppressed by the complete three-color fire and no longer wandered around as freely as before. However, this was also a treatment for symptoms but not the root cause. Although the cold air was suppressed, Su Qingqing showed no sign of awakening.

"They just feel something. After all, they don't know each other's existence. If they take a step back, even if they know, she doesn't have any reason to target Qingqing. Her life should be unhindered." Thinking of this, Ye Ku glanced at Su Qingqing deeply, and then turned his eyes to the fairy shadow and the bones beside her.

"The holy elephant is very compatible with the thousands of changes here, well... not right! It is true that the power of Wuji is the power of the Holy Flag, but it is very different from the flag of the flag. That is... a gap!"

The white bones sat cross-legged, and although the flesh and blood were gone, they still maintained their posture when they were alive. He nodded slightly, as if he was staring at the thing in his palm. It was a pity that his eyes were empty, and he didn't know if he understood it during his lifetime and had understood what he had understood.

In the end, there was the "Singqi" pearl and jade that transformed into ten thousand golden lotus, and Ye Du rolled his throat. With this thought, he looked closely and saw that there were strange images in his palm, which were transformed thousands of times, regardless of the so-called "Shape" that was illusory and unreal, and it was not commensurate with the word Wuji. The most fatal thing was that it had a corner of its defect!

But in that corner of the gap, there is the purest and pure blank space, as if everything has been silent here.

There is nothing in the illusion.

It’s a holy weapon that has broken down!

Ye Ku was shocked by his thoughts. The Wuji Holy Soldier is the ultimate weapon. No one can tell where its limit is. It is hard to imagine what it can crush it. Why did part of the Wuji Holy Soldier seal it here?

"The soul of the Cloud Realm Flag is really here."

As if he had noticed Ye Ku's surprise gaze, the fairy shadow spoke out specially, but even though he said that, there was no surprise in his tone.

The next moment, the fairy shadow reached out and penetrated the misty image.
Chapter completed!