Three months have passed since the Xuanqing Shenzhou set off. After nine stops to ease the load, there was no ambush again.
"Another calm day."
Xian Qiuming and others stood on the deck, watching the Shenzhou successfully restart and enter the speed of light. Instead of breathing a sigh of relief, they frowned.
The calm before the storm.
The longer the opponent endures, the more they are holding back their ultimate move. Once they take action again, it will definitely be a decisive blow, which is not good for them.
"We're already halfway through the journey."
"Tell me, what are these guys thinking? Or have they noticed our purpose?"
Xian Qiuming's tone was faint, and his eyes were shining brightly. There were seven teams transporting immortal blood. As the commander-in-chief of this team, he was under great pressure.
"impossible!"
"If a powerful ancestor takes action and uses thunderous means, he will definitely kill them all, and there will never be any leakage."
An elder from the Xian family retorted with a firm tone.
Kill them all?
Then how did this old guy Lin Yuan escape? Xian Qiuming shook his head slightly, noncommittal.
On the bright side, he naturally cannot question the authority of his ancestor, lest he become a critic of villains.
Buzz——
At this moment, on the path of the Xuanqing Shenzhou, the void suddenly shook, like water ripples, and an extremely huge whirlpool instantly unfolded.
"not good!
Some elders stared and shouted angrily, Xuanqing Shenzhou was too fast, traveling hundreds of thousands of kilometers in one breath. As soon as the vortex appeared, Shenzhou plunged directly into it.
"good!"
"We're finally here. I'm not afraid of you taking action, but I'm afraid you'll keep hiding!"
Instead of being surprised, the elders of the Killing Temple showed a hint of joy. One of their tasks was to serve as bait to lure out the rats in the dark.
Kill, collect soul particles, analyze the coordinates of the opponent's lair, and then the powerful ancestor will personally lead the team to eliminate the weeds.
"What a trick. These rats are quite capable, and they even laid traps in the dimensional mezzanine."
The composition of the dimensional mezzanine is not stable and is always in a state of chaos and disorder. If you are not careful, you will face the destruction of the space storm.
Whether willing or unwilling, Xuanqing Shenzhou has rushed into the opponent's trap and can only meet the enemy.
Crunch——
Katcha!
A hard twisting sound came from the defensive light shield, and then it shattered. The next moment, a thick gray mist filled the air, completely covering the Xuanqing Shenzhou.
The violent shaking of the Xuanqing Divine Boat woke Yan Xing up from his training.
"Finally got ambushed again?"
Yan Xing stood up slowly, a glimmer of expectation flashing in his eyes. His practice had consumed a lot of money. Less than half of the loot he captured on the battlefield had been consumed. He was worried that he had no place to replenish it, so someone immediately came to his door.
"I wonder if this boy, Fairy Tong, is willing to gamble with me again..."
While thinking, Yan Xing thought about removing the gravitational field. As soon as he stepped out, he was immediately swallowed by the thick gray mist.
"Huh? This is..."
He did not sense any danger. The gray mist was harmless, but the surrounding void was twisted crazily and suddenly shattered. Yan Xing, who had no time to react, was wrapped up in a pile of space debris and fell into a dark void.
The world is spinning, space phenomena are flying, and with the [Time Traveler] talent to protect the body, it is not affected by any negative effects of space teleportation.
In just an instant, the world changed.
Yan Xing glanced up and found that the surrounding gray fog had been replaced by a pink mist, indicating that he was no longer on the Xuanqing Shenzhou.
"Divide them and kill them, defeat them one by one?"
As soon as his thoughts changed, Yan Xing guessed the enemy's plan. The seemingly harmless gray mist had the ability to open space channels.
"I don't know what happened to the others. It doesn't matter to them. Don't let Lei Zi die."
"By the way, there is also Wang Bao'er. This woman is of great use to me. If you want to die, wait until I get the things."
Now that he has come, he will be at ease. Yan Xing has no way to go back now, so he can only pray silently for his fellow disciples.
Yan Xing frowned, and the domain expanded, but was blocked by the surrounding pink mist, and the range was compressed to only ten thousand feet.
"Naturally dangerous place? Or a formation?"
He didn't notice the traces of the formation. He stepped on his feet and soared into the sky. He flew upward for a long time, still enveloped in the powder mist. He had no choice but to turn around and go back, only to return to the ground in a moment.
"Haha, interesting."
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, chose a random direction based on his feeling, and strode away.
Katcha! Katcha!
After walking for a while, many rotten bones gradually appeared on the ground, which broke into pieces with a crisp sound when stepped on.
Yan Xing thought he had found the right direction, because the further he walked, the more and more bones he found, until they completely covered the ground. The bones were piled up like mountains, and the texture became much harder, no longer breaking when stepped on.
"Uh-huh! Shu, feel comfortable~ It feels so good~"
The man, who was naked and skinny, was slumped in a pile of bones, his face was so pale that he was already angry, and he was still mumbling in comfort.
Yan Xing frowned and stepped forward. His eyes flickered, and he instantly saw clearly the terrible state of the man's body.
"The Yang Qi is completely lost, the essence and blood are exhausted, it's so powerful, even the Yang soul has been sucked dry!"
There are dark lines of law on the particles of this person's flesh and blood. He is at least in the realm of dust. It is rare for him to be weakened to such an extent.
"It's cool! It's cool! Uh~"
The man shouted that it felt so good, then his eyes turned white, and he died directly in front of Yan Xing. Even though he was dead, there was still a look on his face that was still unfinished.
"Sad, deplorable."
"I have worked hard to cultivate myself, but I ended up making wedding clothes for others and became a furnace. But I can die happily, so it's not too miserable."
Yan Xing shook his head and looked up. Could it be that all these endless mountains of bones died like this?
Seeing that the man in front of him was naked and there was no treasure to pick up, Yan Xing continued to walk deeper into the Bone Mountain. As he went deeper, the number of bones began to decrease, and there were many more rotting corpses, some of which had just died, or were still hanging. A breath, like purgatory, eerie and terrifying, but also with a hint of groaning.
"Yeah! Ah——"
At the end of the bone mountain, there are continuous dark palaces, and the high-pitched chants of the God of Sichuan Breath can be heard faintly.
"Tsk, there are quite a few witches, what are you doing with these things?"
Yan Xing's eyes were slightly cold, and he stepped into the void. He opened his left eye slightly, and deep in the hole, the hell dimension rotated between reality and reality. The next moment, endless jet-black flames spurted out, as if the Milky Way was pouring out, spreading crazily in all directions.
Wherever he passed, the white bones melted and the powdery mist dispersed.
"The divine light shines brightly, the holy fire shines brightly!"
"Great Sun Fire——"
Phew!
A round of golden crow sun rose slowly behind Yan Xing's head, his chest life orifice bloomed with endless divine light, the hot and sacred golden flame flowed freely, blended with the fire of hell, and roared towards the palace in the distance.
The sacred and the hell are intertwined, light and darkness flow, black and gold coexist, and all evil and sneakiness are burned away.
