Zhan Ziyang, who was shouting to the sky, suddenly woke up briefly with Jiuli's loud shout, his eyes returned to their former color, he quickly sat down cross-legged, and used the power of Yin Spirit in his body to tightly guard his consciousness.
Get up
As Zhan Ziyang's consciousness gradually closed, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, once again showing a thick miasma.
Zhan Ziyang slowly opened his eyes, a cold light flashed through his eyes, he glanced at the surrounding scene, and calmly stood up and walked towards the depths of the miasma.
But there was a dull pain deep in his heart. He was full of self-blame and regret for the demise of the Yan family and Feng Lan's sacrifice, as if he was angry at the injustice of heaven!
"Alas...!" Liu Dao sighed helplessly. He could feel the pain in Zhan Ziyang's heart. When his soul power was used through the induction of Jiuli and Zhan Ziyang's souls, it helped him seal his soul.
With his consciousness, he resisted the interference of the psychedelic fairy formation and sat cross-legged in the reincarnation space without saying a word.
After about a stick of incense, Zhan Ziyang finally reached the end of the miasma. A feeling as if he was trapped in quicksand came over him. Zhan Ziyang finally walked out of the psychedelic fairy formation made of miasma.
"This is..." As soon as he walked out of the psychedelic fairy formation, Zhan Ziyang looked in shock at a city in front of him that was completely dark and filled with thick Yin energy.
The whole city exudes an ancient and vicissitudes of life, the surrounding walls are in dilapidated condition, most of them have collapsed, the bronze gate is broken and ajar, and an extremely cold breath wafts out from it, and there are bursts of wind howling, as if
It's like a fierce ghost howling, full of weirdness
In the reincarnation space, Liudao suddenly opened his closed eyes, his face revealed a hint of shock, and he wondered in his heart: "How could this city... appear here? Could it be that the Death Swamp was taken from the periphery of Shiwan Mountain?"
Separate it just to cover it up?!"
There was a huge wave in Liudao's heart. He felt a sense of familiarity in this dead city, and said in a hurry: "Ziyang, hurry up and enter the city."
Zhan Ziyang stared solemnly at the dead city in front of him. He pondered for a moment before walking over. At the same time, he asked Liu Dao in his heart: "Do you know the origin of this dead city?"
"Yes" Liu Dao nodded and his consciousness spread out, revealing the reincarnation space and spreading around. However, no matter how he drove it, there seemed to be an inexplicable force that blocked his consciousness from covering the dead city.
Zhan Ziyang became more suspicious, looked at the city in front of him strangely, and continued to ask: "What is his origin?"
When Liu Dao urged him to enter this dead city, Zhan Ziyang felt that Liu Dao must know something to ask such a question.
"If I feel right, it may come from the Holy Realm!" Zhan Ziyang simply replied with a word that had no beginning and no end, and Liu Dao fell silent.
No matter how Zhan Ziyang asked, Liu Dao never said a word, which made Zhan Ziyang's doubts even heavier. He secretly thought that Liu Dao must be hiding some secret from him, just like his origin, he didn't want him to know.
But Zhan Ziyang didn't get too entangled on this issue. He understood that if Liudao wanted to say something, he would definitely tell him when the time came.
"Crunch!"
Slowly pushing open the already dilapidated three-foot-high bronze door, Zhan Ziyang stepped into the dead city.
What you can see is ruins, broken walls, collapsed houses, and even fragments of weapons scattered everywhere under your feet, like a lifeless ruins
Zhan Ziyang stood at the gate of the city and did not move forward rashly. He always felt that there was something strange here. From the moment he discovered this dead city, he always had a feeling that this city was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
In the reincarnation space, Jiuli looked at the ruins-like building with surprise in his eyes, and there was a wave of emotion in his heart.
She has lived alone in this death swamp for hundreds of years. She once went deep into the inner territory of the death swamp, but was blocked by the thick miasma. If Zhan Ziyang hadn't broken through the psychedelic fairy formation with the help of Liu Dao, she would have
I didn't know there was such a place in this dead swamp.
Liu Dao frowned and stared at the scene reflected in the reincarnation space. His face changed from time to time, seeming shocked, regretful, and puzzled. He murmured: "Besides Lord Feng Lan, is there anyone else alive? No, that's...
?”
Zhan Ziyang carefully searched around and found nothing strange, then he walked towards the center of the dead city.
"Crack!"
A fragment of a weapon that lost its aura turned into ashes when Zhan Ziyang stepped on it. Zhan Ziyang couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. There is no eternal existence in the world. Even if the artifact loses its aura, it will eventually be destroyed by time.
Turn into ashes, not to mention the monks who want to go against heaven and step into eternal life, the moment of death will also come.
The dead city full of cold and gloomy air was extremely vast. It took Zhan Ziyang half a day to reach the center of this dead city.
A temple with half its face collapsed but still standing proudly in the center of the dead city
In front of this ancient temple, there is a three-meter-high bronze stone tablet.
I don’t know how long the bronze stele has been in existence. It is filled with an ancient meaning, as if it existed before time immemorial. Four huge ancient characters that are almost obliterated are carved on the bronze stele.
Zhan Ziyang had never seen that kind of font before. It was like tadpoles and full of weirdness.
But when the Six Paths in the reincarnation space saw those four weird fonts, there was a hint of fear in their eyes, and they almost exclaimed, secretly saying: "Temple of Destiny? Is it... the Chaos Clan...?"
Half of the temple's area has completely collapsed. Even the parts that are still standing seem to gradually collapse at any time with the passage of time.
Zhan Ziyang frowned and looked at the temple in front of him, but he did not rush into it. There was a crisis in his heart. It seemed that the temple was full of great dangers.
While Zhan Ziyang was wondering, an extremely cold aura suddenly enveloped the center of the dead city.
"Whoosh!" The sound of wind came out, and the extremely yin energy in the space suddenly became chaotic, forming a tornado storm, stirring to death and shaking. A large area of ruins was swept by the storm formed by the extremely yin energy, and suddenly
Fly high into the sky
A big hand shining with blood protruded from the storm like a ghost's claw and grabbed Zhan Ziyang.