There are four halls on that mountain peak, three of which only have foundations left, and the fourth one still has a broken wall.
A battle between masters of the divine realm can move mountains and seas and wreak havoc in space, but here only the mountain peaks were damaged and the palace collapsed.
This shows that there are powerful protective formations everywhere in the Tongtian Holy Sect's mountain gate.
"Judging from the bones all over the mountain, those with the lowest cultivation level are also in the early stage of False God, and there are almost none below the Golden Core level."
"This shows that the middle and low-level disciples of Tongtian Holy Sect have been transferred before the catastrophe of annihilation of the sect. I am afraid that even the important treasures in the sect have been taken away with them."
At this time, Mu Zifeng said coldly. He was naturally unhappy when he couldn't find the soul crystal.
"In such a brutal battle, this palace was not completely destroyed. It seems that the forbidden defense here is not weak!" Zhou Yang walked around the fourth palace and praised.
"Well, in these formations, there must be restrictions that can withstand the realm of God Control, but it has been too long, and even the breath no longer exists."
Speaking of formations, Mu Zifeng no longer dwells on the issue of soul crystals.
Except for bones, puppet fragments, and some fragments of divine treasures, Zhou Yang found nothing. This battlefield seemed to have been cleaned.
I flew over more than a dozen mountain peaks, but still gained nothing.
Along the way, Mu Han was in high spirits. Her graceful figure shuttled among many corpses. She first judged her own cultivation level and then asked Zhou Yang.
Whenever he guesses correctly, he immediately smiles as brightly as a flower and is extremely charming. And if the guess is wrong, the little mouth will pout immediately.
Such a character is completely different from how he behaved in Jiuyou Ghost City. He is completely different from the other two.
Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile when he saw this.
Under a huge collapsed mountain, three completely different skeletons made Zhou Yang's eyes freeze.
One body was as white as jade, the other was as black as ink, and the third body was more than twenty feet long. Its entire body was black and gray, and it was obviously the corpse of a monster.
The three skeletons were not too far apart, and there were a large number of puppet fragments beside the bones.
"These are two powerful men in the realm of controlling gods. One of them practices the righteous mystical arts, and the other obviously practices the demonic arts. And that monster should be the corpse of an eighth-level dragon."
"Judging from their positions, they are hostile. The black bones and the animal bones are on the same side, and the white bones are on the same side. They should have perished together."
Mu Zifeng made a judgment and sent a message to Zhou Yang.
Sure enough, there was a strong man in the realm of God Control, and there was actually an eighth-level demon king. Zhou Yang couldn't help but take a breath.
And those puppets are unique to the Tongtian Holy Sect.
Judging from this, these smashed puppets should belong to the white bones.
"What's wrong? Are their cultivation levels very high?" Seeing Zhou Yang like this, Mu Han asked doubtfully.
"Well, these two people are both strong in the realm of God Control, and that monster is at the level of the eighth-level monster king. And the white bones among them should be of our same race." Zhou Yang nodded.
"Sigh, although I don't know much about the Tongtian Holy Sect, the history of my Celestial Clan's exile was also very bloody and cruel." Mu Han sighed.
"Please carefully feel the differences around these three skeletons." At this time, Mu Zifeng transmitted the message again.
"Different?" Zhou Yang didn't see any other abnormalities, so he closed his eyes, released all his consciousness, and carefully felt the thousands of miles around the three skeletons.
Mu Han didn't know what Zhou Yang was going to do, but he didn't bother him. He looked at him unwaveringly with his eyes moving.
After half an hour, Zhou Yang opened his eyes and murmured: "There seem to be three different artistic conceptions in each area, gold, thunder, fire, could it be..."
"You're not stupid." Mu Zifeng nodded.
"After millions of years, there is still the aura of the realm still remaining. It seems that the strength of two people and one beast is terrifying!"
"What did you say, domain?" Mu Han asked in surprise.
"Well, I think you should know that after human cultivators reach the middle stage of mastering the gods, they can cultivate their own space fields, and the same goes for the eighth-level demon king." Zhou Yang said.
"I understand. The cultivation of these two people is at least in the middle stage of the God Control. And that poisonous dragon should also have the strength of the eighth-level intermediate level or above." Mu Han suddenly realized.
"Come closer and take a look." Zhou Yang became interested and strode forward.
"Don't get close to the animal bones, they are highly poisonous!" After a moment, Mu Zifeng suddenly said.
"What, it's highly poisonous!" Zhou Yang was already in front of the animal bones, and he hurriedly stopped when he heard this.
"ah!"
Mu Han was following closely, but Zhou Yang stopped urgently without any warning. She bumped into Zhou Yang and couldn't help but scream.
Mu Han was a master in the divine realm. Although he was weak and slender, he was extremely strong. Zhou Yang was caught unawares and was knocked forward.
There was the animal bone in front of him, and Zhou Yang was about to have a close contact with it.
At the critical moment, Zhou Yang's divine power surged, he turned around in an instant, hugged Mu Han, and flew into the air sideways.
When Mu Han heard that it was poisonous, his face turned pale with fear.
However, after leaving the danger, she felt herself being held tightly by Zhou Yang, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush.
After gently falling to the ground, Zhou Yang let go of Mu Han.
Mu Han didn't dare to look up and was a little embarrassed.
Zhou Yang also felt something strange.
Mu Zifeng inside the Red God Sword was laughing, which made Zhou Yang secretly annoyed.
"Well, well, this is an eighth-level poisonous dragon. Its strength in life was extremely terrifying. Just the poisonous gas it released would kill even a peak Void God expert."
"Even if it dies, poison will remain on its bones, so you must not touch it." Mu Zifeng hummed twice before speaking seriously.
"Zhou, Brother Zhou, what kind of monster is that?" Mu Han calmed down and asked.
"Eighth level poisonous dragon." Zhou Yang was buying and selling now.
"A person in the realm of God Control, and an eighth-level demon king's helper, did not die in the hands of a strong man from our clan in the end. This shows how powerful our Celestial Clan was in ancient times!" Mu Han heard this and said, Face of pride.
"Yes, if there weren't too many strong men attacking this place, Tongtian Holy Sect would never be defeated." Zhou Yang nodded.
But the real scene should not be two against one like Mu Han said. Those puppet fragments illustrate the problem.
"Boy, find a way to collect the bones of that poisonous dragon, and I will help you refine a powerful poisonous powder." Mu Zifeng said again.
"You can't touch, how can you stop it?" Zhou Yang looked embarrassed.
"Elm head, why do you want to touch it yourself?" Mu Zifeng scolded.
"This... I understand." Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and couldn't help but look at the three ghost attendants.
He threw the last empty storage treasure, and one of the ghost attendants reached out to grab it, and then walked towards the animal bones without hesitation.
The other two ghost attendants also followed.
