Chapter 172 Reflecting the past and present, strange caves (long wait)
Huh ~
Wang Teng took a deep breath, and the ancient altar in front of him was full of dried blood, as if someone had blood splattered on it, dull and depressing
In the middle of the interweaving fragments, there was a drop of nine-colored essence and blood, and an inexplicable response was heard from it, prompting Wang Teng to come here.
"The echo from the depths of the soul is related to it..."
He stepped forward and looked at the ancient fragments carefully. The intertwined patterns were mysterious, as if they were entangled and extended, constantly rushing towards the breaking point, as if they wanted to make up for the gap.
Huh ~
Under the altar, a grayish-white color, and the mist was spreading, flooding the surrounding area, leaving only one altar hanging high.
"Is this, is you forcing me?"
Wang Teng looked around and his heart became heavier. This unreasonable feeling was really uncomfortable
He no longer hesitated, and stretched out his hand and twisted it straight towards the fragment
Bo~
It was as if something had broken, and a light sound came out. Wang Teng twisted the fragments, but no changes occurred around him.
The gray and white mist still circled under the altar and a strong aura of dead silence came from it, as if it was about to silence all the worlds.
Wang Teng looked up and saw that the gray and white mist seemed to be dancing consciously, causing waves, making people feel thrilled.
In the palm, the fragments of lines intertwined, swaying the drop of essence and blood in the center, as if lifting it up, and floating in front of Wang Teng's forehead.
"This is·····?"
His heart moved slightly, and instinctively felt a sense of familiarity. The next moment, the drop of essence and blood suddenly exploded, turning into a nine-color torrent to wrap Wang Teng and submerged it.
Hurry ~
··········
The blood flows into my eyes and is covered with red blood.
The corpse piled up like dilapidated willow catkins, being torn into several segments, scattered
Dead silence and despair
"Die! All are dead! All are dead!"
A figure cried and laughed, patted his head and yelled, tearing his long hair, showing his madness
Around it, there were dilapidated temples and corpses, and the sky was dark, as if it had been crushed, and a huge hole was broken, and gray and white mist kept gushing out from it.
Widths of black smoke float around the hole, cold and cold
"The ancient ancestor was also killed in battle, and the true spirit collapsed in the heavens. This place will become a Jedi and there will be no more vitality!"
The figure cried, his body trembling constantly, as if the pillar of faith had collapsed, his eyes were bleeding and tears, and he was extremely desperate.
He stood blankly in front of a palace, as if it had solidified.
In front of him, the temple had long been dilapidated and collapsed, and nothing was left inside.
"Where is this?"
Wang Teng's figure suddenly appeared in the palace, with a blank expression on his face. He looked around and seemed to have no other creature except the previous figure who showed a crazy appearance.
Whoosh ~
He moved his steps and walked out of the palace like an illusion. He was a little confused. Has he just been reflected in these pictures?
In an illusory posture?
"If you die, you will die. The ancient ancestor can't help Tian Qing. He will be bloody outside the sky... At the end, all worlds are ruins, and the world is silent."
The figure murmured, as if it had experienced some major change, was confused and crazy
Wang Teng stepped forward and wanted to get close to the figure, but a ripples suddenly appeared in front of him. The space around him surged like a wave of water, and suddenly changed.
Rumble!
The earth collapsed, the sky was torn apart, and blood rain fell on the sky, a sad scene.
Suddenly, a dazzling arc light shone from a dark world, breaking through the obstacles and shining on all directions
A figure rushed out, and the halberd in his hand hit the sky, slashing out a huge crack, and the silver-white light inside danced wildly, and a mess
"Brother, where are you? Looking for the world, why can't you see your figure yet!"
It was a young man with a sad look, blood-stained battle clothes and scars on his body.
Rumble!
The sky collapsed, a huge hole appeared, and a big black hand suddenly poked out from it, as if swallowing all the light, dead and terrifying, pressing down and erasing all things.
"The true spirit is immortal, reflecting all the worlds... Brother, the sky is hard to save. Everything is back to the ruins, when will you return!"
The young man shouted and rushed to the sky. The halberd slashed down. The dragon roar echoed, and ninety-eighty dragons ran out and slashed towards the dark hand.
Bang!!!
A deafening sound burst out, a roar, and the whiteness in front of me. When I opened my eyes again, Wang Teng had already appeared in a place of silence.
It seems to be an ancient battlefield, with blood blew everywhere, thousands of creatures corpses, the great world collapsed, extremely tragic
There is no other thing in my eyes, I can't see any hope, I can't see any hope
Some are only despair and depression
"What is this? Are all the heavens silent?!"
Wang Teng was stunned and looked around. The stars disintegrated and burned. The heavens and all worlds were filled with destruction and silence.
He saw huge corpses, and even many twisted creatures
All dead, here
“Finish the rest of the spirits…”
Yandi, a voice appeared and appeared in Wang Teng's mind
He suddenly looked back, but he didn't realize anything. The sound seemed to have flowed into the depths of his heart.
The remaining spirit?
Wang Teng was puzzled, what is spirit? What does the rest mean?
Is it related to that fragment, or is it necessary for him to find the remaining fragments?
What's going on with this look of the heavens and all worlds falling down?
Who is that crazy figure and the blood-stained young man?
Where does the nine-color essence and blood that illuminates him in these pictures come from?
“What the hell happened?”
He stood in the desolate ancient battlefield, looking up at the broken sky, but there was nothing...
Empty and dead
·········
Huh ~
In front of the altar, Wang Teng's body trembled and slowly opened his eyes
On the forehead, the drop of nine-colored essence and blood slowly dissipated in the air as if it had exhausted all its power.
From there, a sigh came from a faint sound...
He looked back and the gray and white mist under the altar had long disappeared, revealing its original desolation and destruction
However, there are still no figures of Huang Ziyuan and the others
It seemed as if it disappeared out of thin air, without any trace left
Click, click
The next moment, the altar suddenly shattered, cracks appeared, and fragments scattered all over the ground
As the drop of essence and blood dissipated, all the magical and extraordinary things here seemed to have disappeared, losing their source.
Even the altar carrying the fragment was shattered and its power was exhausted
Da, da, da
He stepped down the platform and walked through the broken bones and broken tools everywhere
Very quiet, except for his own footsteps, there was no other sound
Not far away, a pointer-shaped silver-white lobe fell, as if it was a corner of some kind of artifact, shattered and dull.
"The clan elder's aura has appeared again?"
Wang Teng's expression moved, and a pair of phoenix wings suddenly shed behind him, stimulating the wind and thunder, and then took off in an instant
Hurry towards the direction from the old Yuanyang clan aura
Hulala ~
It seems like a wind is rising, a gray and white flashes, rushing to the unknown
On the cliff, a figure stood, frowned and stared at the skeleton of the saint who was nailed to the cliff with a bronze spear.
After a while, behind him, he was wearing a blue shirt and stepped on the red glow, showing a happy expression on his face.
"Elder!"
The phoenix wings fluttered lightly, the red glow flew, and Wang Teng slowly fell, and came to the Yuanyang clan elder
I couldn't even sense the other party's energy before, and I thought something unexpected happened
"Young Master? You have found you, so it's fine if you have nothing to do."
The Yuanyang clan old exclaimed lightly, turned around, and felt relieved when he saw that it was Wang Teng.
He seemed to have some doubts in his expression, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the holy bone nailed to the cliff.
"Senior, have you discovered something?"
Wang Teng followed his gaze and saw that the holy bone was not the same as when he came. Even the holy aura was wiped out and nailed to the cliff.
"Young master, I lost your traces in the passage before. My spiritual consciousness seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and I could not sense anything, so I had to move forward all the way.
I had encountered a holy bone revived before, and it turned into a saint's form, but it was broken up by me. When I came here, I saw another holy bone, but it did not revive, which was a bit strange."
The Yuanyang clan's old look hesitant, and it was the holy bone that had wiped the resurrection with his own hands.
Wang Teng was stunned when he heard this, the revived skeleton of the saint?
Could it be the previous one?
But why did the three of them not cause such a reaction when they passed?
"By the way, elder, have you ever seen the gray and white mist that stretches like a tide, the dead air?"
He moved his heart and asked, as if something was buried in the darkness and was hard to see.
Why did they all experience the saints’ bones buried in the place where the saints were completely different?
"Gray-white mist? I didn't find anything like that. I just lost your trace and moved here."
The Yuanyang clan elder shook his head in confusion. He did not see any gray and white mist, but there was a revived holy bone.
Could it be that the young master and the others encountered something amazing?
“Never seen it?!”
Wang Teng was shocked, how could this happen? The gray and white mist was clearly spreading from the passage, so why did the Yuanyang clan never see it?
As we walked forward, there were gray and white mists, but why did we disappear? Even the ancient ancestor king like the old Yuanyang clan had never noticed the combat power?
"Well, I haven't seen it. Where did you go before, my son? Why did you suddenly lose sight?"
The Yuanyang clan elders were also a little confused. The previous few people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and they had not even left behind their energy. It was really strange.
He chased him all the way, and the Holy Bone Resurrection was actually there. It was amazing to take action against him.
The two men around the young master also lost their traces, and only one of them returned. Could it be that something unexpected happened?
"We went deep into the cave and found nothing. Let's go out first."
There were too many strange things that happened, and Wang Teng was a little confused. He killed the distracting thoughts and was about to leave this strange cave first.
The Yuanyang clan's elder didn't say much. He followed Wang Teng and left the cliff in a few jumps.
The road ahead was wide open, and a little light suddenly appeared. On the circular open space, the center suddenly collapsed a hundred feet deep. A holy bone sat cross-legged there, with a finger hole at the center of the eyebrows, which was transparent from the front and back.
"Hey, there is a holy bone here too?"
The Yuanyang clan's elder was surprised and his eyes fell on the cross-legged holy bone, as if he had seen it for the first time
There are, too?
Wang Teng's expression changed slightly. What does it mean? The resurrection holy bone that the elder of the Yuanyang clan encountered was not this one?
Is there any other sages buried in this cave?
He took a deep breath, couldn't think deeply, and walked towards the exit
If this is the case, wouldn’t it mean that there is still a place they have not discovered in this cave?
The Yuanyang clan old shook his head, glanced at the cross-legged holy bone, and followed Wang Teng.
Half an hour later
Qishi Mansion, in a wasteland
A pit expanded and contracted, and the dark air was spewed out from it.
In an instant, two figures soared out of the pit and landed on the side.
"Young Master, this cave has a big secret, and some kind of creature may have really survived..."
The old Yuanyang clan frowned slightly, and there was always a cloud of darkness in his heart, which was strangely tight
"I know, elder, please cover up this place, it is best to avoid accidents."
Wang Teng nodded, holding the fragment on the altar in his hand, and the patterns on it were intertwined, outlining many traces.
In that drop of nine-colored essence and blood, he saw a lot and had too many doubts
What is the spirit? Are there other similar individuals in this fragment?
What happened to the miserable scenes he saw? Is it a portrayal of the future?
Crazy figure, blood-stained young man, black hand covering the sky
All of this made him puzzled and puzzled
Who is the owner of that drop of nine-colored essence and blood?
Having the power to reflect the past scenes, but why did he call him to come?
"How many past events have been hidden in the eternal years..."
He sighed lightly, and returned to Beiling Mountain after the Yuanyang clan's elders took action to cover the pit.
The four geniuses from the Qishi Mansion went together, but he was the only one who returned. No one had ever imagined such an ending.
Ten days later
In the Beiling Mountains
By the side of the spiritual spring, Wang Teng sat cross-legged, and there seemed to be a big star in his eyes that was reborn from disillusionment. Nine ancient characters were leaping endlessly, and the bursting was bright golden light, observing the sky and the earth, shining on all directions.
Over the past few days, he has been meditating and not thinking about the strange things he encountered in the cave.
Now that the strength is not enough, it is useless even if you know it. Strengthening oneself is the most important thing.
There are countless opportunities in this Qishi Mansion, and luck appears every day, just look at personal fortune
Three days ago, Wang Teng also saw a strange scene. In the southeast of the fairy mountains, the sky was filled with light, turning into many fairy birds to fly, which was a big stir.
Many treasure lights emerged from it, falling into the depths of the mountains
The Yuanyang clan elder went to search and brought back a cluster of star sand, which was also a strange treasure.
It is a colorful star sand made of bone powder left by ancient sages. For some reason, it appeared there and was found by the elders of the Yuanyang clan.
"The practice here is indeed very fast, far beyond the outside world."
Wang Teng took a deep breath and felt the abundant spiritual energy around him. It was a rare peaceful life.
When he broke through the Great Dragon Tribulation, he entered the state of the first transformation of dragons and great perfection. Now, he practiced hard for ten days, and the bones around the Great Dragon's spine were filled with rich four-color brilliance.
He did not just temper the big dragon on his spine, but instead radiated the power in a ring shape with the dragon, and tempered and sublimated with the 206 bones in his body.
Among them, there is the intention of rushing to the sky to nurture the battle, which is very extraordinary, as if the group has become a whole, with the wonder of ever-changing changes.
He had a premonition that when he reached the great perfection of the dragon, he should be enough to refine 206 bones all over his body and go hand in hand.
When I can't say that I can really change the dragons and climb to the sky.