[Chapter Nine hundred and thirty-fifth horror storm, three hundred years of dead men! 】 (1 more)
[Chapter 935: Terrifying Storm, Three Hundred Years of Dead Soldiers!] (1 update)
In the dark space of the galaxy, the stars in the distance emit a faint and almost imperceptible light.
But what was right in front of him was a huge withered yellow ball, emitting glittering light, illuminating everything in front of him.
——This ball is getting bigger and bigger, almost covering everything!
"It is stated in the Galaxy Classics that the world we live in is a huge sphere. I couldn't believe it before. Until now, seeing is believing. It makes me realize that the mysteries of the world are endless. We can only feel dumbfounded.
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Feng Ziyue looked at the ancient world and let out a long sigh.
This is a kind of magnificent beauty that cannot be described in words. It is difficult to experience this feeling without taking a ride on the Galaxy Floating Cha.
Since entering Xiantian, people have been able to fly in the air, but no matter how high they are, there is a limit, and they cannot escape from the outside world - naturally they cannot see such wonderful scenery.
"The vibrant world is mostly blue because there is a huge ocean on the surface..."
The divine fortune teller Zhang Yan pointed at the yellow ancient world and shook her head slightly, "This ancient world has been dead for a long time. Even the water source has been exhausted. There is only a sea of ten thousand acres of sand covering the world, so it has such a withered yellow color.
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"When we set out, Xinghe Fucha had to borrow the Xinghe Channel. Mr. Feng couldn't see the scenery of Baishang World. When we go back, we should be able to see that blue sky, which is even more pleasing to the eye..."
When the word "go back" was mentioned, all the children from the small families gathered around them turned pale and slumped away. Even Nangong Min's expression changed and his lips moved, but in the end he said nothing.
Zhang Yan could easily tell Feng Ziyue to go back, but for those young masters who came to survive the three hundred years of catastrophe, they were all determined to die.
They never thought about being able to return to their hometown.
Feng Ziyue knew Nangong Min's thoughts and whispered, "Miss Nangong, you don't have to worry. I will naturally do my best to allow more people to go back..."
Nangong Min nodded, looking determined.
If she had not had confidence in Feng Ziyue, she would not have taken this trip to the ancient world.
"In another half an hour, we should be able to land in Huanxin City. Someone will naturally greet us then - they only see someone come once in three hundred years. I'm afraid they must be extremely happy..."
Zhang Yan is not shy about it either. In his opinion, the children of those small families are all destined to die. At this time, if there are some flaws in his words, even if someone suspects them, nothing can be done.
We have arrived at Huanxin City, can we still retreat?
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, many smart people frowned slightly, wondering what secrets were hidden in these three hundred years of catastrophe.
In fact, it is not that no one in the small family has doubted the seven major forces, but because they have strong fists, they dare not say anything more, so they have no choice but to grit their teeth and participate in the so-called three-hundred-year catastrophe.
Now listening to Zhang Yan's words, it seems that there is some inside story, and they can't help but prick up their ears, wanting to hear more inside stories.
In this ancient world, a little more inside information might mean a little more vitality!
Feng Ziyue nodded slightly. He already knew the truth about Huanxin City from the secret files given by Yan Ye Palace.
I don’t know how much effort it took the seven major forces to finally build this fortified city. It is said that the Fire Source Sect paid several trump cards for this!
Huanxin City is the only stronghold in this ancient world, and it is also the only place where people from Suzaku Qisu can move in the past three hundred years.
In fact, in three hundred years, they had no chance to leave Huanxin City. The huge storm between heaven and earth could tear apart everything around them. If anyone went out, they would definitely die. Only in Huanxin City can they save a glimmer of hope.
In the past three hundred years, the people who stayed in Huanxin City were all dead soldiers of the seven major forces.
They are desperate to hold on to this stronghold and lay a good foundation for the next exploration.
Although there are not many people, they are all elite.
——Even if you are not a master originally, after being baptized by the storm of three hundred years in the ancient world, you are already an extremely powerful person!
These people are the back-end of the seven major forces who act in secret. Many children of small families in the ancient world, even if they are lucky enough to survive, these people will be responsible for wiping them out.
In fact, after living in the ancient world for three hundred years, these people had no chance to return to their hometown.
Even though they were all young people under a hundred years old when they first arrived, three hundred years later, due to the special characteristics of the ancient world, even if they were all masters of gathering heaven, they were already old. Many of them were in this process.
He has already died of old age!
To be honest, as long as the person who comes to this Fantasy City and takes on the role of guardian has no intention of coming back alive!
Feng Ziyue didn't like this sneaky, cruel and cruel behavior, but after seeing clearly the huge storm in the ancient world, he had to admire the perseverance and determination of these people.
The sky was blocked by the sun, and the wind and sand filled the sky. When the Galaxy Float approached the ancient world, it was swaying in the storm, as if it was about to be torn apart immediately.
"This is pretty good. Once in three hundred years, when the storm subsides, if it's normal..."
Zhang Yan smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Xinghe Floating Cha, once you get close, it will be literally torn into pieces, not even a single fragment will be left."
He looked at the Heaven-Gathering Warriors around him with disdain, "Even if we were all Heaven-Gathering Warriors here, none of us would be able to survive if we were exposed to the daily storms!"
This is also the reason why the ancient world cannot be explored. Those with weaker strength cannot even resist the storm. No matter how strong the strength is, the masters of the Jutian Middle Realm will lead to even more powerful ancient monsters.
Only during the three hundred years, when the storm subsides for a few months, can we reluctantly conduct an exploration.
Even so, the gains made by the seven major forces have made their greed uncontrollable.
This allowed them to plunge countless young masters into this ancient world again and again, like moths to a flame.
The wages of avarice is death.
Feng Ziyue sighed again.
"Bang! Bang!"
The outer wall of the Galaxy Float made a loud clanging sound, and this huge Float would soon land on the ground.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and remained calm despite the violent shock.
"Master Feng, look! That's Huanxin City in front of you!"
Feng Ziyue looked intently, and sure enough, he saw a special protrusion on the ground, which was conspicuous in the darkness of the wind and sand.
