Wang Meng's heart moved, "Could it be..." Wang Meng remained calm and glanced at Nie Xingjian, Shen Nantian and Zhen Kele quietly, and found that the three people were also looking at them quietly, and then they looked at each other without even meeting an eyebrow. There were marks between them, and their eyes quickly separated, with a confused look on their faces.
Someone actually took away a memory from everyone else in an instant!
What kind of method is this? Why do you do this? Is it to cover up the secrets of the four of you?
Everyone's investigation was fruitless, and no one from the Dragon Group could know what happened in the secret realm in the end. Kunlun, Shushan, including the mysterious Zhen Kele remained calm and left one after another like other sects.
Dragon Group's secret base.
"Everyone's last memory was wiped away?" The old man with a serious face stood up suddenly.
"Well, no one can remember what happened in the end, or even the four beams of light that penetrated the heaven and earth on the last day."
It was the silver-haired old man from the Dragon Group who replied, "And what's even more weird is that no trace of the forceful erasure or modification of their consciousness can be found."
"What about Zhen Kele, is the same true?"
"Yes, but he was brought back to the sect by his elder Jindan at that time, and we were unable to conduct further investigation."
"Oh——" The old man sat down slowly. He waved his hand and everyone bowed and left.
"There must be something to hide. It shouldn't be that everyone's memory has been wiped out. But what did we miss?" The old man looked at the white clouds in the sky in a daze.
After standing up for a long time, he made a few mysterious gestures with his hands, and a circular white light curtain suddenly appeared on the flat wall. The old man paused and stepped in.
A hall with a radius of tens of meters, in the middle is a huge bluestone altar. In the middle of the altar is a huge yin and yang fish pattern. On top of the pattern is a black sandalwood coffee table, with incense candles and banners placed on the coffee table. And a thousand-year-old mahogany dagger, with banners painted with mysterious and complicated lines, placed on both ends of the coffee table.
Surrounding the altar are ninety-nine and eighty-one giant stone pillars, arranged according to the Zhoutian Bagua, supporting the entire hall. Various strange hellish creatures are carved on the stone pillars, and the bright scarlet color is like freshly poured blood. The bloody, murderous, and devouring barbaric atmosphere rose into the sky, seeming to break free from the shackles of the surrounding array. The old man looked solemn, messed up his bun, burned incense to cleanse his hands, picked up the peach wood dagger, and danced in front of the coffee table in an extremely simple and strange way He was dancing, mumbling words, and making long or short notes. Suddenly he shouted loudly, and the dagger in his hand suddenly penetrated his heart!
Suddenly, there was a strange "ho ho" sound all around, like waking up from a sleeping hell. All the pattern lines seemed to be injected with blood and began to flow slowly and strangely. The hell creatures on the stone pillars opened their eyes one after another. Huge The Yin-Yang fish began to spin rapidly, and its two eyes, one black and one white, began to glow with a strange scarlet light.
The old man's hair began to turn white rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his body remained as still as a mountain. His straight back was like an unsheathed sword, and his two eyes were terrifyingly bright. Two huge yin-yang fish were slowly circling. Lifting into the air, the two eyes began to scan slowly at each other.
"Look deeply into Yin and Yang, learn about the Nine Netherworlds, use the sea of blood as a guide, reverse time and space, let's go!"
The old man shouted, and the eyes of the two Yin and Yang fishes instantly merged into one, forming a continuously rotating bloody tunnel.
The old man's hair was almost all white and messy, but he stepped in without hesitation. "A strange laughter of "ho ho" immediately rang out in the hall, but the old man turned a deaf ear and kept his eyes deep and calm.
Time is like a corridor covered with photos. From the outside to the inside, you can see the scenes inside!
The old man walked along, his eyes flashing. Suddenly, the old man felt as if he was struck by lightning, vomited blood, and flew backwards. He staggered to the ground, his beard and hair were as frosty as weeds, and he looked like an ordinary old man.
He paused, his eyes were blank, and he murmured to himself, "Is this the power of destiny?"
The old man did not reach the end of the light curtain. The retrograde time suffered a strong backlash midway and was struck out by a powerful and irreversible force.
After a long time, the old man started running with difficulty. "Is it destiny? I don't accept it! I wasn't afraid of you when I was young. How can I still be afraid of you in the end?"
"Although I don't know what exactly happened this time, the three stars are in place, and the black dragon is ready to leap. The destiny has finally changed!" The old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his body slowly straightened like a pine tree, deep in the corners of his eyes.
A flash of warmth flashed, "Alan, wait for me, I will definitely come back to save you!"
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The exploration of ancient ruins came to an end in an anticlimactic manner, beyond all expectations. A lot of manpower was sacrificed, and there was no legendary heaven-defying technique, but all the major ancient martial arts sects gained one or two
A magic weapon is better than nothing. Even the small ancient martial arts families have obtained some legendary alchemy materials, which are of great benefit to the sect, which is a mixed blessing.