As this ethereal sound spread between heaven and earth, it was as if the air, sounds, and objects had all stopped, turning into an unprecedented coercion that landed on everyone.
"Pfft!"
Lin Jie spat out a mouthful of blood and put his hands on the ground. He felt like a hill was pressing on his back. The huge gravity made him exhausted just by holding himself up so as not to fall.
The yellow dragon transformed by the wooden sword instantly collapsed under this gravity, and together with the other six sects' spiritual treasure spells, they all hit the ground, revealing their original shape.
"This... what kind of sorcery is this?" Jian Xiaotian held his body strong, feeling as if his internal organs were about to explode due to the force of gravity.
"Such a spell is difficult for even a Golden Core cultivator to cast and maintain. Why does his spiritual power seem to be endless? If this continues, we will all die here!" Hua Wuxin lay on the ground and said with difficulty.
"How did this person come to be such a monster?" Jiang Tongfang was sweating profusely, barely standing, but unable to move and breathing heavily.
"Ju'er, Ju'er!?" Seeing that Gu Caiju had fainted, Fan An screamed twice and sighed, "Compared with this person, the so-called geniuses of the seven sects are not worth mentioning. I'm afraid they can only stop here!"
With that said, Fan An took out the teleportation crystal, grabbed Gu Caiju's hand and left.
"Want to leave?" Cen Yun grabbed it with his right hand, and a red talisman flew out of Muwu's storage bag and was pinched in his hand. He threw it to the ground in front of him, causing the dark red light to emit to prevent the disciples of each sect from leaving.
Just in case, Cen Yun also ordered the spiritual weapon on the altar to pierce the hands of every disciple of the Blood Demon Hall, preventing them from using the teleportation crystal to leave.
The aura of despair filled the hearts of every disciple of the Seven Sects.
Facing Cen Yun was like looking up to an invincible god, eclipsing them, leaders of various sects with outstanding qualifications.
Seeing that the disciples of various sects had not yet come up with their trump cards, Cen Yun had a splitting headache and there was not much time left for him.
Thinking of this, a huge killing intent burst out from Cen Yun.
Along with the sharp phoenix cry, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured in, forming a three-foot spiritual energy sword and aiming it at Wei Qingwan.
Wei Qingwan's face turned pale. She didn't expect that Cen Yun's first target to kill would be her.
But think about it, I have teased him many times, and even wanted to kill him with a spell. Now Cen Yun is retaliating with tooth, which is understandable.
Wei Qingwan gritted her teeth. She had been a proud daughter of heaven since she was a child. If she died like this, she would be responsible for the upbringing of her sect and family. Moreover, she would never be willing to be stepped on by an unknown person like Cen Yun. Looking down at her with such contempt.
Thinking of this, Wei Qingwan took out the jade jar with difficulty from her arms, tore open the golden talisman on it, and silently recited the incantation. A wisp of purple lightning burst out from the jade jar, condensed in front of her, and flew towards Cen Yun like a wild dragon.
Cen Yun looked at the purple lightning that posed a serious threat to him, and his eyes couldn't help but become solemn. With a wave of his right hand, the three-foot spiritual energy sword blasted past with the power of heaven and earth, collided with the purple lightning, and turned into a huge force. The energy exploded.
Boom!
In an earth-shattering loud noise, everyone was blown away by the energy. At the same time, the gravity pressing on them dissipated. They all looked nervously at the mushroom cloud covering half a mile in radius above the altar.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, the entire altar no longer existed, leaving only a huge hole ten feet square in place, with no bottom at the bottom of the hole.
Jian Xiaotian stepped forward, looked down, and said in shock: "Is there a cave below?"
Hua Wuxin hesitated and said: "Could it be that he has been provoking us just to make the seven sects work together to destroy the altar here, which means that the real place of the ruins is below!"
Fan An looked at the empty space, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted urgently: "It seems like something is coming, move away quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, a black energy suddenly burst out from the hole and enveloped the entire Mysterious Forest.
Immediately afterwards, all the disciples who came into contact with this black energy became dizzy, staggered and fell to the ground. The spiritual power in their bodies was unable to be activated by this black energy. They did not even have the strength to crush the teleportation crystal, and their eyes went dark. Fainted.
Under the hollow.
Cen Yun stared at the darkness in front of him. He didn't know how long it had passed. After the wounds on his body caused by the purple lightning healed, he slowly stood up. He felt that there was an indescribable smell all around him, like a rotten smell, mixed with a little... The smell of blood.
Cen Yun made a seal with his right hand, and several fireballs formed around him, slowly dispelling the surrounding darkness, revealing a huge and empty space.
The space was filled with black energy, and in front of the black energy was a skeleton as big as a hill.
The skeleton is like a snake, with six foot bones under a huge spine and four bird-like ribs on both sides, which looks very strange.
"It turns out that this place is a tomb. No wonder it was built underground."
Looking at the animal bones in front of him, Cen Yun murmured: "What kind of monster is this? The power it contains thousands of years after its death is actually greater than the earth veins of Fengqi Mountain, and it can actually restrain the fierce aura in my body." effect?"
Cen Yun quietly felt the ferocious aura in his body, and indeed he became much calmer after entering this place, and even the side effects caused by using the Jade Clear Scripture were relieved.
"If this thing can be refined, it may be able to completely dissolve the fierce aura in my body, and it may also help Senior Yan's injuries."
Having made up his mind, Cen Yun stepped forward, and when he was about to absorb the refining, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he jumped back, staring at the hundreds of dim lights that suddenly lit up in the darkness ahead.
Creak... creak...
Along with countless strange noises, dozens of skeletons wearing animal skins appeared in front, with strange blue flames flashing in their pupils. Without any explanation, they threw the spears in their hands at extremely fast speeds.
Cen Yun grunted, took out the Tengnao Golden Bell to block the spear, and at the same time pinched the magic spell with his hand. Ten fist-sized fireballs condensed in the void and blasted past.
bump!
Ten fireballs exploded in the skeleton group, instantly blowing the skeleton group to pieces.
"Hey, a cultivator?"
Suddenly, an exclamation came from the darkness.
Immediately behind the group of skeletons, a strange man with shriveled skin, blue green flames flashing in his eyes, and holding a beast bone scepter walked out.
Seeing that the strange man was speaking the language of the Wu Clan, Cen Yun was stunned, but he could not feel a breath from his body. His cultivation level was obviously higher than his own. If there was a battle, he would definitely not be sure of victory, so he responded in the language of the Wu Clan: "Who are you?"
"You can speak witch language?" The weirdo said a bit incredulously, "I am Ji Wufengsi from the Fat Relic clan, who are you, and why do you trespass into our clan's forbidden land?"
"Fat Survivor Clan?" Cen Yun had never heard of it. He must be the same ancient ethnic group as the You Clan, so he said respectfully, "The junior's name is Cen Yun, and he is a casual cultivator in the world of immortality. He wanted to use the treasure land to practice, but he disturbed the seniors. , I’m really sorry.”
Feng Si said coldly: "For the sake of cultivation, you immortal cultivators go everywhere to invade other clans' territories and plunder other people's property. It is tantamount to bandits. Since you want to seize the remains of our clan's saint, then go to hell!"
As he said that, a dark wind blew up in the space, and countless ghost hands came out of the void and grabbed Cen Yun.
Cen Yun was shocked and hurriedly took out the Golden Bell and covered it with his body. But at the next moment, overwhelming power came from all directions, tearing the Golden Bell into pieces and grabbing it on his body.
In an instant, countless scratches were scattered with blood, and Cen Yun fell down weakly. His vision became blurry, but under the influence of the fierce aura in his body, he quickly returned to his original state.
"Huh?" Feng Si looked at Cen Yun who was beginning to recover and said in surprise: "Are you also a ghost cultivator?"
After saying that, Feng Si felt something was wrong again and murmured, "No, there is no ghost energy on your body, and your body is alive and definitely not a dead thing. Since this can't kill you, I have no choice but to devour you." "
Feng Si silently recited a spell, and a dark wind blew violently around him. A faceless beast appeared from the void, opened its mouth and swallowed it towards Cen Yun.
Cen Yun stared at the faceless beast. His body had not yet recovered, and he could not move at all at this moment. He could only watch helplessly as the beast swallowed him up.
"Roar!"
Just when Cen Yun had accepted his death, the alien beast suddenly let out a howl and quickly retracted into the void, never to appear again.
Feng Si grabbed it with his right hand, and the shimmering corpse flute in Cen Yun's storage bag fell into his hand. He said in shock: "This is a thing of the ancestral witch. Where did you get it?"
Cen Yun stood up and asked, "My brother gave this to me. Does senior know this thing?"
"Brother?" Feng Si was silent for a long time and said, "So you are also a member of the witch clan. Since your brother is an ancestral witch, it makes sense how you know the witch language."
"Ancestral witch?" Cen Yun fell into deep thought. He really didn't know much about the witch clan mentioned by Feng Si, and Cen Yuan and Wu Zhu had never told him these things.
Feng Si said slowly: "It seems that your brother taught you the language of the witch clan, but did not tell you his true identity. Although this thing only has the power of a great witch and can exorcise ghosts and souls, it actually left behind an ancestral witch The breath is difficult for non-Witch people to detect. If my guess is correct, he is afraid that you will be harmed by ghosts."
Hearing this, Cen Yun couldn't help but miss Cen Yuan even more.
Feng Si said: "But what happened to your body, and why did you become an immortal existence like a ghost?"
Cen Yun sighed and slowly told what happened in Fengqishan. Of course, he still deliberately concealed the matter about Zangrissheath and Yanqing.
After hearing this, Feng Si said: "So, you are infected with the aura of the fierce god. In order not to be controlled by it, you entered the forbidden area of our clan to seek a solution. Since the remains of the Holy Lord have restrained the aura of the fierce god in your body, then for the sake of the ancestral witch For your sake, I can agree to let you stay here to practice."
"Thank you, senior." Cen Yun felt happy and quickly held his hands in his hands.
Feng Si said coldly: "Don't be too happy first. After you finish practicing, you must leave this place forever, and you must not disclose the information about this place to the outside world. Otherwise, even if there is an ancestral witch behind you, I will not let you go." .”
Cen Yun nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, if I dare to reveal any information about this place to the outside world, I will be devoured by thousands of ghosts and be struck to death by thunder!"
