Lu Chen wiped the magic power between his eyebrows with his right hand, and opened the magic eye and the pupil of the ancestral dragon at the same time. The two magic eyes met together and looked down the ravine at the same time.
One hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters, one hundred feet, one thousand feet, ten thousand feet...
Lu Chen tried his best to open his eyes, but he still couldn't see the bottom of the ravine.
If it was just that he couldn't see the bottom of the ravine, Lu Chen might not be so shocked, but Lu Chen's two magical eyes also have the function of peering into the truth and clearing away the darkness.
He just looked down the mountain of bones. The space in the ravine becomes larger as it goes down, and there are countless gray and white bones piled up. These gray and white bones occupy almost 80% of the ravine space.
"this……"
Lu Chen raised his head and glanced around the mountain of bones, and said with some trepidation: "This mountain of piled bones is probably bigger than the three peaks and six courtyards combined. How many monks must have died."
Lu Chen glanced at the bottomless ravine again, and was about to return to the highway to see what the others had seen, when he accidentally knocked down a stone at his feet.
The rocks slid down and collided with the mountain of bones, and eerie noises continued to be heard, but the sound of the rocks falling to the ground could not be heard.
Lu Chen listened to the sound of the rocks colliding and kept following the traces of the rocks with his eyes: "It has been so long and the rocks haven't fallen to the bottom yet?"
Master Jun noticed Lu Chen's expressions and movements, and with a soft "Eh" he opened his eyes and brows, walked quickly to Lu Chen, stared at the bottom of the deep ravine: "Huh? How deep is this ravine? Even me Even my eyes can’t see the bottom of the cliff.”
"The mountain of bones in front of us cannot be stacked up layer by layer from below."
Mr. Jun looked back at Lu Chen, his color was very strange, and he even had some doubts about the function of the Sky Thunder Eye: "With such a ravine, I'm afraid a person from the mainland will die."
"You mean there are more bones down there?" Nan Tian Yi Jian was lying on the edge of the cliff and said angrily: "No wonder no one comes from the north. Who dares to come here after so many people have died? It's still so eerie. of……"
Lu Chen listened to Nan Tian Yijian's words and did not explain aloud. Instead, he turned around and walked quickly to Feng Long, showing all the scenes he saw.
A three-dimensional image of a ravine appeared in the open space. Lu Chen continued to twist and repair the vacant parts based on what he had just seen.
Master Jun looked at the scene projected by Lu Chen, stood up, patted Nan Tian Yijian, and walked towards Lu Chen with Nan Tian Yijian.
Fenglong stared at the three-dimensional scene projected by Lu Chen with his spiritual energy, and his brows furrowed more and more. From time to time, he would use a spell to synchronize the scene to the small world, and ask for some information from the Fenglong body in the small world.
The monsters in the small world were practicing in seclusion in other places. The wind dragon body sensed the call of the clone and immediately came to the core area.
The wind dragon itself looked at the dense skeletons in the core area and called out several times in the core area. No one noticed the scene in the core area, and no one could give the wind dragon a suitable response.
Therefore, the main body of the wind dragon could only let the clone wait where it was, while he took part of the bones and headed to the thirty-three mountains to find Fengtian City.
"Red Fox, does your bloodline memory contain this mountain of bones?"
Feng Long looked at the Bone Mountain with a stern face, and could not recall the memory of the Bone Mountain for a while. He could only wake up Red Fox and immediately asked: "So many monks have died, you shouldn't have this skeleton in your bloodline memory." The record of the mountain.”
Red Fox opened his eyes and was about to curse angrily when he saw the towering mountain of bones in front of him and the three-dimensional scene projected by Lu Chen. He immediately took a breath of air and swallowed the words in his mouth.
"Where are we? Why are there so many bones?" The red fox looked at the mountain of bones and relaxed a little, then turned to look at Fenglong, and his face began to become more serious.
"We are still under the cliff and have not left..." Feng Long looked at Red Fox and said anxiously: "Red Fox, don't be so embarrassed. If there is any record of this, you can tell me something." Words."
The red fox's eyes were covered with blood-red light. He stared at the wind dragon and cursed angrily: "Why are you so anxious? Can you wait until I figure it out clearly before you say anything?"
"Then hurry up. I always feel like this place is weird."
Feng Long urged Red Fox anxiously for the first time. It was obvious that this time the Mountain of Bones had given Feng Long a great shock: "When we were discussing Taoism in Zhongzhou, all the aristocratic families in the mainland had participated in the war, and there had never been such a death. Many monks."
Red Fox looked at Feng Long's anxious look and muttered a mantra in his mouth, and the red light in his eyes became more intense: "There is indeed no record about this Bone Mountain, but so many monks died at one time, and they are still here In ancient times, there was only one possibility."
"My bloodline inheritance happens to have this aspect of memory."
Red Fox jumped down from Nantian Wan'er's arms and stared at the Mountain of Bones with a stern expression: "Let me recall the memory in my bloodline first. I remember that it seemed to be the last battle in the ancient times, and it also symbolized the end of the ancient times. The Decline of the Reign of the Giants.”
The red fox transformed into his true body and arranged a formation under his feet. He cut his palm and dripped out a drop of blood. The blood point was in the center of the formation, and a ball of red blood quickly expanded in the formation.
A phantom scene appeared in front of Lu Chen. Layers of blood mist floated out from the formation, and slowly formed a circular mirror image above the formation. Some scenes were displayed inside like a movie.
This was the same scene he experienced in the Beast King's Mansion a few days ago, but this time there was only the blood memory of the Red Fox race, and only the Red Fox maintained the formation.
Looking at the magical scene in front of him, Nan Tianyijian rushed forward in a hurry. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to take a look at the scene. But as soon as he saw a little red light, his vision went dark and he fell down. on the ground.
When Hong Hu and others saw Nan Tian Yijian fall to the ground, they could only release a light shield to protect Nan Tian Yijian. They used their magic to throw Nan Tian Yijian towards Master Jun, and then they no longer bothered to revive Nan Tian Yijian. .
Master Jun felt Nan Tian Yi Jian being thrown towards him behind him. He made a hand seal with his hands and directly pulled Nan Tian Yi Jian in front of him, keeping Nan Tian Yi Jian away from the formation.
He had heard about the technique of bloodline memory, and he also knew in his heart that his cultivation was not enough and he could not watch it directly, so when he saw the movements of the formation carved by the red fox, he turned his back on it before the red light appeared. He lost his body and also blocked his hearing.
Lu Chen looked at the sight of the red fox being born, and made a hand gesture to awaken the spiritual energy of Tianchi. The light in Tianchi flickered and a thin layer of Liyang water appeared, directly protecting the minds of Lu Chen and Nan Tian Wan'er.
Although this mirror image is not as powerful as the one he saw in the Beast King's Mansion, nor does it have the ground-breaking effect, the immersive effect brought by the scene in the mirror image is far better than the previous one. There are many scenes.
After all, that mirror image happened a long, long time ago, and even the appearance of the mainland has not been fully formed.
For Lu Chen, it was just like listening to or reading a book. He only felt that it was so overwhelming that he would not be involved at all. However, the mirror image formed by the red fox now.
Although it was only a rough process, the battle between the giant monks and the tiny monks really gave Lu Chen the feeling that he was also fighting in this battle, fighting against the giants with these tiny monks.
Lu Chen stared at the scene on the screen carefully. Although the giant monks were few in number, the power of each spell was at the level of a nuclear bomb. Every spell fired would cause a continent to collapse and shatter, and would also kill them directly. Tens of thousands of tiny monks.
The power of the giant monk's spells continued to bombard the continent, like a giant elephant appearing among the ants, bombarding the entire ground to pieces.
However, there are a large number of tiny monks. Many monks stand in a camp to form a formation. The power of the spells released in the end is not weaker than that of the giant monks. Every time the spell is fired, it can cause a wound on the giant body. .
Moreover, the tiny monks are like ants. When one piece is killed, another one will be instantly replenished. The more people die, the more they will be replenished, without affecting the attack power of the tiny monks at all.
After all, when there are too many ants for the giant elephant to bear, the giant elephant will be defeated instantly.
All the important matters recorded in the red fox's bloodline memory are the battles between the giant monks and the satellite monks, which are accumulated day by day. When the picture changes, the entire continent has been torn apart.
"Ahem..."
Lu Chen coughed coldly when he saw this scene, and felt a little uneasy for a moment. The wind dragon in his right hand kept shaking. The wind dragon was about to stop Lu Chen from continuing to watch, but was stopped by a spiritual energy shot from the sky. .
Feng Long felt the familiarity in the spiritual energy. He looked up and saw nothing. When he looked back again, Nan Tian Wan'er had turned his back. Lu Chen was also enveloped by the layers of light emanating from his body, and was no longer affected by the mirror image. affected by the picture.
Seeing that Lu Chen was fine, Feng Long could only suppress the doubts in his heart and continue to watch the battlefield in the mirror.
The war here is close to the end. The entire continental battlefield is filled with only the smell of blood. All the blood flowing in the cracks is the blood of various monks, and all the blood is the broken arms and remains of the monks.
There are almost no trees or trees on the entire continent. Whenever there is a vacancy in the sky or on the ground, it will be immediately occupied by monks or their corpses.
In this fierce battle, in the attacks of these tiny monks one after another, fearless of death.
The few giant monks also fell down one by one. Their bodies were shattered into pieces as they fell, and their blood sprayed on the ground and formed a larger blood river.
