In the long and narrow mountain ravine, Bing Zhixie thought of another thing, the esophagus in the large space mouth of Snow Fang. The entrance of the mountain ravine and the magical gate just now are indeed very similar to the vertical mouth of Snow Fang.
.However, he doesn't have time to find out whether it is right now.
"This is for you." Amenben threw the sword that the zombie warrior had obtained before to Dante, who had lost his sword and did not bring a spare sword.
As soon as Dante grasped the handle of the knife, he felt the hatred, ferocity, bloodthirsty and anger coming from the blade.
Amenben reminded: "If you are not strong-willed, you will not be able to control it."
Dante nodded to express his thanks. Seeing that the name of the sword was engraved on it, "Malicious Wrath", he hung the sword ring on his waist buckle, held the handle of the sword and walked in front, looking for the chasm.
The cutting road was tortuous and difficult to enter, but it finally came to an end. This is a stone formation surrounding a mountain in a valley. The base of the stone formation is simple and ancient. It stands to reason that this place is not eroded by the traces of time, so it should not be like this.
Unless the materials used were already old when the formation was constructed. It is possible that it was dismantled and transported from somewhere and rebuilt here.
Ruola said: "I feel much better here."
"Huh?" Bingzhixie knew that Ruola's vomiting reaction was probably caused by the influence of spiritual evil, or that it was caused by the pure spirit not accepting ectoplasm pollution. However, because the patriarch Saint Yisra had a negative attitude towards Ya
Tears of Patch doesn't fully understand what the specific situation is. Only by retrieving the ancient books that were looted from the clan can we know the truth.
This place was very big, but very quiet. Everyone held up their lamps and shined their lamps around. Except for the stone array, there was nothing in the surrounding valley. It was completely empty.
"That shouldn't be the case. It's impossible to open a place like this in Libala with nothing. Has the stuff been emptied?" McCarthy was full of doubts. Or it would be a pity that the stuff had been emptied. What's even worse is that the things were originally emptied.
The method of leaving this place and the secrets of the place may be recorded here.
Bimoye was thinking about Long Ling and asked everyone: "How about we activate this ancient formation?"
They studied the magic array on the ground, which was composed of countless large and small engraved stones. Although they did not recognize what the array was, they could tell that it was not dangerous and seemed to be an array related to teleportation and gravity.
There is no other choice and everyone agrees.
I checked around and found that the ancient formation was intact. Because the formation was too large, it was driven by three magicians: Bi Moye, Ha Qiao and Bing Zhixie. The magic power was poured into it, and the ancient formation did not respond for a long time. There were still others.
Since the magic circle was broken and ineffective, Ha Qiao asked them all to come to the center of the circle and not move. He put his staff on the ground, took out a handful of magic crystals and flew them in all directions, filling in every key node.
I got two coin-level magic crystals.
With the magic crystal as magic power supplement, light finally came out from the gaps in the masonry. Bimoye held his hand on the sacred mountain to watch, and took a long breath and said: "This ancient array actually requires such a large amount of magic power to drive it. It is really a great teleportation array."
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As he spoke, the ground rumbled, and the center disk they were standing on trembled and lifted off the ground. Then nine transparent black and white light pillars rose up around them. The bottom of the light pillar was cold and pale, and gradually became darker as it went up. Then there was a
The accelerating buoyancy, or gravitational force, pulled the base disk under their feet upward from slow to fast, while the nine white and black gradient light pillars around them went hand in hand with them, heading straight into the dark cloud cover above their heads.
Everyone was stunned by the situation in front of them and heard many sounds.
"What's the sound?" Delma moved her ears: "It's everywhere around, there are a lot of them!"
"Bone dragon?"
Delma shook her head: "No..."
Someone would shine a bright light into the distance. Although the light quickly disappeared, they still saw hundreds of large and small mountain rocks rising with them, converging towards the top of their heads.
Bauer said with relief: "No wonder it requires such a large amount of magic power. This array is connected to the mountain structure. Hey, Ms. Harjo, are the few magic crystals you put in enough? At this scale, the consumption will be huge at first glance.
If the magic power is not strong enough, I don’t know what the consequences will be!”
Haqiao is also very weak, but it is too late to add crystals now.
Bimoye said: "It's okay, this guy has strong magic power, let him hold on until then." He glanced at Bing Zhixie as if joking. Suddenly, there was another sound around. This time everyone heard it well, it was a group of people.
The clattering sound made by the movement of the bones of the bone dragon.
Not long after, a group of bone dragons and ghost dragons flew to the periphery of the ascending stone plate. The lighting brought by everyone was just enough to illuminate the hundreds of skull dragons and ghost dragons surrounding the entire cornerstone base. Now there is only a little space for movement under their feet.
, which is more than a hundred meters in diameter, and is surrounded by hundreds of large and small bone dragons with wingspans of tens to hundreds of meters. It is like a mouse surrounded by a group of cats, and it is full of oppression.
"Oh no, we have no place to hide!" Amenbengui shouted: "Get ready to fight!"
Salmon vomited: "Why can't I hear that you are in a bad mood at all? You seem to be very happy, right? With so many dragons breathing and casting spells at the same time, at least half of us will die, you know!?"
All the magicians began to gather their magic power and get ready to attack. At this moment, a gap suddenly opened up. The guy riding the ghost dragon chased up from below and flew alone in the gap.
He jumped to the dragon's head, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers towards the crowd. Several people in the direction pointed by this guy instinctively moved aside to avoid it.
McCarthy pointed at himself in surprise.
The guy on the ghost dragon's head waved his palm like a fish's tail, asking McCarthy to get out of the way, revealing Bing Zhixie behind him. Bing Zhixie walked out, and the guy hooked his fingers again, signaling Bing Zhixie
come out.
Bing Zhixie didn't know why, but in the current situation, he had no choice but to fly out and jump towards him.
The person on the ghost dragon raised a white light in his hand, and hit Bing Zhixie flying in the air. A white ghost mist expanded. When it disappeared, the ghost dragon and Bing Zhixie disappeared together.
The dragons of the dead waiting on the ascension pedestal dispersed one after another. The one who was most afraid now was Ruola.
The pedestal was still rising and soon disappeared into the dark clouds. In the dark clouds and white mist, Bing Zhixie found himself being held up by the ghost dragon's ghost on its back, and directly opposite was the person who called him over.
"Do you know why I recruited you?" The Ghost Man was covered in bone armor and had a bone mask on his face. He was all white, as pale as the Ghost Dragon beneath him.
Bing Zhixie replied: "I didn't know just now, but now I understand. Because the phantoms in their hearts and the shadows that drive them are empty and abstract. Only my shadow is clear and concrete. I am the same as you.
He is the one who has used Long Ling Shadow. You are the one who came here more than seven hundred years ago and took away Long Ling Shadow."
"Hmph, hey, hey..." the Ghost Man said: "What can make you escape from the torture of shadow? Is it your wisdom?"
"It's my luck."
"What kind of luck?"
Bing Zhixie paused for two seconds and asked: "You asked me here not just for this, right? Is there anything else you want to tell me?"