Deep in the spirit-changing grassland filled with spiritual mist, the mysterious altar gradually disappeared into the lake, becoming distant, as if it existed outside the world, and gradually disappeared into the endless darkness.
Jiang Ming glanced back and knew that he would probably not encounter this mysterious object again in a short period of time.
"Maybe next time we meet, we can dig out its deeper secrets..."
Jiang Ming thought to himself that he was still somewhat interested in this thing. After all, it could attract the attention of the immortal source of light, and it was a thing that seemed to last forever. Maybe he would kill batch after batch of creatures in the world, and finally The only old people and things that can be seen are these mysterious and strange things that last forever in the world...
The altar is one of them, and the black sword in his hand is also one...
"Strictly speaking, we can barely be considered the same kind!"
Jiang Ming smiled inexplicably, turned around, strode out of this place, crossed the valley, and flew deeper into the burial ground.
Ta Ta ~
After a while, Jiang Ming saw a group of Pegasus with wings on their backs in the void, galloping past on the flowing clouds.
A few of them even formed a circle around Jiang Ming, as if they were observing some new species. Then they were fanned away by an older horse with its wings, and flew away into the distance with a cry.
Before leaving, the old horse stopped in the distance and stared at Jiang Ming for a moment. There was a strange light in his eyes, and the spiritual energy in the void was slightly disordered, as if there were some fluctuations.
Then the old horse leaped up, turned into a stream of light and disappeared...
"The deeper you go, the intelligence of these buried creatures seems to be getting stronger, and they have good intelligence."
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed. Before the old horse left, he actually sent a wave of Mohu's soul to express his awe.
Before that, he had already encountered several kinds of animal creatures, and they were all extremely agile and seemed to be far beyond ordinary animals in the outside world.
Jiang Ming then asked Heijian: "Brother Jian, is it normal for there to be so many creatures in the burial ground?"
"The burial place is mysterious and only exists in legends. No one can tell what is inside."
Black Sword said slowly: "Maybe the creatures we met are just the appearance of the burial ground... Maybe next time by chance, we enter the same burial ground again, and the scene we see is completely different, and maybe it will change. It becomes an endless ocean, even a forbidden land with exhausted spiritual energy..."
Jiang Ming was dumbfounded, and then he stopped asking any more questions and continued to delve deeper.
A few hours later, Jiang Ming had crossed several mountains and valleys, and the spiritual energy around him became a little thinner.
Katcha~
A rock beneath his feet suddenly shattered and turned into dust and gray smoke, and the birds dispersed.
Jiang Ming looked ahead, and the mountains and rivers still seemed endless. But if he looked carefully, he saw that many of the mountains and rivers seemed imaginary and real, constantly changing like ink paintings. Even the mountains and rivers in front of him were like ruins on the seaside that were about to decay. The earth shattered and withered, turning into smoke and blending into the void...
Further away, the mountains and rivers have become illusory like mirages, as if they will dissipate when touched.
"We should have reached the end of the burial ground!" Jiang Ming whispered. A somewhat illusory river was rushing in front of him. It seemed to be the same river he saw when he first entered the burial ground.
….
The end of the river submerged into an illusory river of stars, where mottled fragments of time and space fell like meteors in all directions...
"It seems that's the exit."
The power of the saint is not infinite. Maybe there are many secrets in this burial place that he has not seen. But now his strength is limited and he can no longer waste time here. If he completely falls here, the things left by the saint will If you block it by any means, it will be too late to regret it.
The trip to the altar just now seemed uneventful, but if the other party uses another method and seals Jiang Ming on the altar to prevent him from leaving, it is not certain whether the Immortal Source Light will still help him... …
"Huh~" Jiang Ming took a deep breath and let it out for a long time. No longer hesitating, he jumped towards the illusory river.
Buzz
~
At this moment, an incomparable fluctuation in Jiang Ming's heart suddenly swept from behind.
He suddenly saw that the illusory mountains and rivers around him were like clouds in the sky being swept by a hurricane. They suddenly shattered and withered, turning into streaks of dust and smoke that dissipated.
Jiang Ming quickly turned around and saw a horrifying sight.
At the end of the void behind, I don't know when it turned into pitch black, reaching the sky and the earth, like a devil's abyss, covering half of the sky, filled with black fog, and quickly spreading towards where Jiang Ming was.
And in the dark devil's abyss, a dark red light stretches across it, like a weeping sun, exuding endless negative aura, killing, destruction, despair, sadness...
In just a moment, Jiang Ming seemed to be sinking into it, eroded by the spreading negative aura. His eyes were dripping with blood and tears, and his brain was dizzy. What kind of spiritual thoughts far exceeded the same level, in such a terrifying situation? In front of the scene, he was as worthless as an ant.
boom……
The immortal source light bloomed, driving away all the corrosive atmosphere, and Jiang Ming finally regained his consciousness.
At this moment, Jiang Ming finally saw clearly that in the endless demonic abyss, there was actually a huge dark red eye, and there seemed to be an eternal black fire burning deep in the hole.
At this moment, all the creatures in the burial ground fell into sinking, but only Jiang Ming was awake.
Wow~
The dark red eyes seemed to be shining slightly, noticing Jiang Ming's ant that had broken free from the sinking. It didn't even take the initiative to find out its breath. Jiang Ming felt that evil thoughts that were countless times more terrifying than before were impacting his mind. read.
If the immortal source of light had not continued to release power and keep his consciousness awake, he would have died hundreds of thousands of times at this moment.
Bang bang bang~
In Jiang Ming's hand, the black sword suddenly trembled violently, and even the dead screamed: "Run..."
It seemed to have some means to break free from that terrifying sinking state.
Jiang Ming could not hesitate. As soon as he saw the eye clearly, he desperately mobilized all his strength, accelerated like crazy, and rushed towards the river.
The river rushes through the mountains and rivers, and as the mountains and rivers collapse, it becomes shaky, and has even collapsed into the Sanmo Lake. The illusory galaxy at the end of the river is also like a residual scene in the water, shaking uncontrollably and will be completely broken at any time. …
boom……
Behind him, a terrifying aura rose into the sky. Jiang Ming felt that the world had darkened. The boundless darkness was sweeping towards him. The entire burial world seemed to be extinguished with the darkness...
….
[In view of the general environment,
"What a terrifying existence..." Jiang Ming's heart was trembling, and he rushed with all his strength. He had already stepped into the illusory river, but there was no water under his feet. The so-called river was almost non-existent, as if there was only a shadow left. .
"You horse rider, this black sword really has a crow's mouth. Just after saying that the burial place is mysterious, something like this happened..." Jiang Ming cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to pause at all, and moved towards the river. Running away at the end.
At this time, Jiang Ming finally realized that the beautiful scenery and beautiful mountains and rivers were all just appearances. He could not survive after the death of the saint, leaving behind such a terrifying thing.
"The one who stepped on the horse... couldn't be the saint who was trying to trick the corpse!"
The more dangerous the situation, the easier it is for people to have random thoughts. Jiang Ming almost fell off his running shoes, but suddenly his body became cold as he thought of this possibility.
"Fuck..." Jiang Ming didn't dare to go deeper. He just wanted to escape from this burial ground as quickly as possible.
Finally, at the end of the river where Jiang Ming had almost disappeared, he touched the illusory scene of the galaxy and felt a chaotic and uncertain space atmosphere.
As long as you rush over, you should be able to leave...
Chi~
However, at this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded in Jiang Ming's ears. The clear and clear sound was like spring water tinkling in the winter, which was refreshing and refreshing.
Chichichi~
One after another, the sound of swords burst out like mushrooms after a rain.
, some are as violent and fierce as the flames of the sun, some are as cold and dark as the shadows under the rocks, and some are as gentle and agile as the fish in the river...
boom!
In an instant, it seemed as if a hundred and eight thousand swords burst out, and a tsunami-like sword intent came in an instant, piercing through Jiang Ming's body, causing a bunch of blood holes to appear on his body.
However, under the terrifying sword intent, his figure's speed increased sharply, and like a cannonball, he was blasted into the illusory galaxy...
Feeling the surge of space power around him, Jiang Ming tried his best and turned around to look behind him.
Buzz~
The endless sword light shines, dispelling the darkness in the burial ground. It is a hundred and eight thousand sword lights with different charms, shining on the dark sky, like the starry sky twinkling and the universe breathing, containing endless avenues. breath.
Under the light of the sword, the heavens surrendered, and the dark red eye erupted with terrifying dark mist to compete with it, but it was still quickly suppressed, dimming and dissipating quickly...
Boom~
A roar like thunder came out, causing the entire burial ground to tremble. Around the dark red eyes, an even larger body seemed to be emerging...
Wow~
The scene in front of him was shattered like a mirror, but Jiang Ming could not see anything. He only felt like a broken sack, being thrown around in the turbulent flow of the void...
…
Plop~
I don't know how long it took before Jiang Mingcai fell into a mountain forest and splashed with snowflakes.
"Hiss~"
He stood up with a grin on his face and looked around.
Outside the mountain forest, a dark river flows endlessly, as if it has existed forever.
"Soul Soul River? Returned to the Blackstone Ruins?"
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed slightly, a little surprised.
When he left the burial place at the last moment, the space passage was almost broken and extremely unstable. He didn't expect to be able to throw him back.
….
"Is there any connection between the burial place and the black stone ruins? Could it be that this holy land of immortality was transformed into a saint?"
Jiang Ming guessed, and then suddenly looked at the dark Zhenhun River: "Maybe it is closely connected with the Zhenhun River... I just fell near the Zhenhun River, not because of the black stone ruins."
"This soul-suppressing river really hides a lot of secrets..." Jiang Ming was about to stretch his body, identify the direction, and continue to rush into the depths of the snow valley.
But as soon as he stretched out his arm, his face suddenly became distorted, and he rolled his eyes in pain.
"Fuck...what's going on?"
Jiang Ming was shocked and quickly looked inside, but he was shocked to find that in the burial ground, the injuries he suffered from being pierced by the sudden appearance of the Eighteen Thousand Swords had only healed the external injuries on the skin, while the wounds inside his body had healed. The hidden damage still exists and there are no signs of repair.
The remaining traces of sword intent, like fierce flames, like shadows... are still entrenched in his body, destroying his body and meridians all the time...
But the Indestructible Source Light was silent, and did not continue to release its power, allowing these remaining sword intentions to wreak havoc.
"Huh?" Jiang Ming was in the midst of surprise when he suddenly noticed something strange.
Those sword intentions with different rhymes circulated in the meridians, blood and bones in his body. These sword intentions were all the shadows of the terrifying hundred and eight thousand swords in the burial ground. Even though the power was extremely weak, if only with the power of Jiang Ming himself could never expel him.
He even doubted that even the most powerful person in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation might not be able to do anything with these sword intentions...
However, at this time, Jiang Ming discovered that the power of the sword intent in his body seemed to be gradually losing...as if it was being eaten away by something.
And soon, he found the source.
"Is it this seed?"
Jiang Ming looked inside his dantian, staring at the cyan seed surrounded by chaotic mist on the spiritual base.
After the chaotic mist merged into the seeds, it lost its previous sharpness and was replaced by a simple and calm feeling of returning to nature, which seemed to be more detached.
Not vulgar.
At this moment, Jiang Ming suddenly discovered that the seed was shimmering with light, and wisps of dark sword shadows were flowing along the limbs and bones into the spirit base, and were eventually swallowed up by the roots of the seed...
The vitality in the seed seems to be getting stronger and stronger. It seems that these sword intentions can become its nutrients and provide it with the power to grow and germinate.
Jiang Ming's heart was shocked, and he immediately asked Heijian: "Brother Jian, can you sense... what level of power is that eye and those terrifying sword lights from before?"
"There is no doubt that there is a holy-level confrontation..." Heijian said without thinking, and there seemed to be some fear in his tone: "The eyes and sword light you see are just projections separated by endless time and space, otherwise we would have been doomed long ago... ...The real confrontation will probably occur in the deepest space and time of the burial ground, rather than on the surface you see..."
"That burial ground contains extremely terrifying things... If it breaks out one day, the entire world of immortality may suffer..." Black Sword said quietly.
Jiang Ming's heart trembled. Even the most superficial projection had such a terrifying scene. How terrifying would that real place of confrontation be...
"Those red eyes, are they the corpse of a saint? Or are they the saint who transformed into a burial place to suppress some great evil..."
Jiang Ming sighed, the saint is too mysterious, and it is definitely not something he can explore now when it comes to such places of existence. He should be more cautious in the future.
"In addition, it seems that these sword wounds in the body can only be fully recovered after the seed swallows up the sword intent..."
Jiang Ming shook his head helplessly. It was a bit domineering to be able to swallow the power projection of the saint level.
He identified the direction and continued to go deeper into the ruins. He had nothing to fear. Although he was slightly injured, if he really took action, he would still be invincible in this foundation building area...
Drizzle in the sky
