Golden yellow, Feng Yu seemed to stand on a golden ball. At the moment of the success of the sacrifice, his soul was attracted here. Feng Yu, who had experienced many things, did not panic.
Walk on the golden ball. []
This is Feng Yu's first sacrifice, but Feng Yu must be sure that this sacrifice is ancient. This golden sphere seems to be completely cast in Xuanhuang.
Essence, I can't cast one percent of this star.
The golden ball is very vast, but there is no scenery of the scenery, which looks extremely barren. After walking for a while, Feng Yu was surprised to find that there was no way on the planet.
No.
The mysterious as the Tomb of Daozu is not as incredible as this golden ball, cannot use Taoism, Feng Yu cannot fly, let alone open the space tunnel to shuttle. Only the powerful physical strength is not deprived by the strange rules of the planet.
The condensation of its own soul, fighting against the golden ball.
The outside world was still, but Feng Yu didn't know how long he had walked on the golden ball. He was like a bitter monk, repeating a boring step, walking towards the front, as if he would never be tired.
This road is very long, but behind the monotonous, Feng Yu's feelings are completely different. It adapts to this ordinary walking method. Every time Feng Yu falls on a footprint, the burden on his shoulder seems to be removed from a point.
Feng Yu has never been so relaxed, as if forgetting all the unhappiness and pain, running away, smiling with cheeks, so naive, so unsightly.
"That's!"
Unremitting efforts are not in vain. The scenes in front of you have changed, like an oasis in the desert. Feng Yu finally saw a building complex built on the golden ball. This is a temple, or a temple.
Unclear is the broken building, there are only some foundation left.
Feng Yu slowly approached the ruins, and there was no fluctuation in the ruins. At a glance, it was less than half of the figure, but Feng Yu was very cautious.
Touching the broken wall, the endless vicissitudes of the texture on it, Feng Yu could not help but feel a trauma. After the survey, Feng Yu determined that the ruins were not dangerous.
The difference in essence.
"Where is the here here!"
Feng Yu asked softly, but in the empty ruins, there would be no reply to him.
I couldn't figure out the truth of the ruins, but Feng Yu did not choose to leave. He made his knees in the ruins. He had a hunch that to solve the puzzle of this golden ball.
It is the key.
He sat quietly, completely disregarding the passage of time. The years eroded his soul golden body ruthlessly. The barren atmosphere of the ruins seemed to be assimilated.
Jun, he likes the soul that is about to refine, and has almost having an immortal body, but the ruins seem to let him be annihilated.
The skin is no longer crystal, and the facial features are distorted and deformed. The green silk transformed into a white labore. The tall body of pine and cypress gradually showed it, not to identify it carefully, and could not even recognize that the old man who will be wood is Feng Yu's soul golden body.
"Fast, the source of the destruction of the Five Realms!"
Feng Yu, which was loose teeth, slowly popped out a few words in his mouth. He laughed, stacked wrinkles, like a thousand mountains.