Neither Shen Qishuang nor Bei Feng knew that they had just escaped from the gate of hell.
The two of them lurked around the formation, used the special means given by Long Meng to find the ruins, and waited for the opportunity to enter the formation.
"Why is there an ambush with formations here?" Nanli Holy Envoy asked doubtfully.
"It should be arranged by the demon clan, right? Or it may be the remaining formation from the ancient ruins." Bei Feng replied.
Shen Qishang frowned, but she didn't find anyone. She could only order: "Everyone, be careful."
"Well, luckily I caught up, otherwise I would have almost delayed the important event." The North Wind Holy Envoy said with a sigh of relief.
"It's a pity. I didn't expect that woman to be an infatuated person and commit suicide." Shen Qishang said regretfully.
"Never mind her. Anyway, what the saint told us has been completed. You can just take her body back." The North Wind Holy Envoy looked indifferent.
Shen Qishang nodded, but she still felt a little regretful.
The woman was an infatuated person, but she paid by mistake after all.
In the world, men love women, but what they ask for and don't get is simply because she loves him, but he loves her.
Inside the Huangtian Shrine.
After several waves of teleportation, Qisha finally drew most of the teleportation map and teleported it out.
There is a bright starry sky ahead. In the middle of the starry sky is a palace, and one after another transparent seven-color sky bridges stand like dragons in the middle of the stars.
Looking at the rainbow bridge connecting the stars, Qisha's mouth twitched slightly. He was not going to walk through the maze again, was he?
When he walked to the bridge, he saw a few words written on it.
"Ask your thoughts."
Qisha couldn't help but look at the bridge strangely. Could this be the Huangtian Shenqiao?
After all, this kind of divine object likes to pretend to be something ordinary, and the previous Gate of Destiny also pretended to be an ordinary stone door.
He tried to grab it, but failed. He could only step onto the overpass.
Hongqiao didn't need him to move around. After he stood on it, it automatically took him flying deep into the starry sky.
Qisha looked at the bright stars on both sides curiously, and tried to reach out and grab one, but found that he could not shake it.
After using his spiritual sense to investigate, he discovered that the star was actually a meteorite that had been refined and placed here to serve as a star.
No wonder Lin Qingyan can use this to use the power of stars. After all, these are real stars.
A single star is just a top-grade spiritual weapon, but it can't stand up to the sky full of them, the number of which is incalculable.
He realized that the sky full of stars was a great treasure, but unfortunately he didn't know how to collect it.
It is really depressing to enter the treasure mountain and find nothing.
Soon he landed on one of the stars. On this star was a sacred tree like a laurel tree, with balls of light hanging on it.
There is a set of simple stone tables and chairs under the tree, with five teacups and a pot of tea on them.
Qisha walked to the stone table and saw a line of words written on it.
"Enlightenment tea under the osmanthus tree, seven cups of tea to enlighten one's whole life."
Qisha wanted to ignore it and tried to step on the Hongqiao to the rear, but found that he could not step on it.
He shook his head. It seemed that he couldn't get to the next step without drinking this tea.
However, it’s good that you don’t have to walk through the maze anymore. It’s just enlightenment tea, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.
He calmly sat down, picked up one of the cups, and poured himself a cup of tea, only to find that it was just water.
Just as he was wondering, he saw a leaf from the so-called sacred laurel tree fall into the cup, and it quickly melted away.
Qisha was speechless for a while. Is it really okay to drink this water that has been in the water for who knows how many years and has broken leaves?
Although he thought so, he still drank the tea in the cup.
Qisha saw himself defeating the Holy Queen, taking control of the Star Temple, and then dominating the world and dominating the world.
However, because he only cared about power and neglected the people around him, he became isolated and isolated.
Moreover, because in the process of fighting for world hegemony, one's own foundation was damaged, there was no possibility of becoming an immortal.
In the end, although he was happy for thousands of years, he died of a plot in his later years and his foundation was destroyed.
Qisha opened his eyes, his eyes were playful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, trying to tell himself something.
The dynasty's hegemony is fleeting, is it just a dream?
He shook his head, ruling the world was not what he wanted.
He put down the cup, and saw that the cup shattered instantly, turning into rays of light and returning to the laurel tree, turning into one of the crystal clear beads.
Qisha looked thoughtful. If this cup came based on the number of people, then he was not the first one to arrive.
He stood up and looked at the bright beads above, reached out and touched one of them, only to find that he was instantly pulled into another world.
There was an ancient demon clan man standing there, attacking him with all his strength.
This person is only at the peak of his out-of-body experience, but it can be seen that his cultivation has been suppressed.
After Qisha fought with him fiercely and defeated him, he turned into rays of light and disappeared.
And Qisha entered the fantasy dream of the demon clan genius and saw the dream he experienced.
This person is obviously the genius of the ancient demon clan, and what is outlined here is his dominance in the second half of his life.
There is nothing about the first half of this ancient demon tribe's life, only the fictitious and magnificent second half of his life created by the divine laurel tree.
Much the same as Seven Kills, it is nothing more than persuading people to let go of dynasty hegemony.
Qisha used this man's illusion to roughly understand the situation of the ancient demon clan thousands of years ago.
In this man's dream, the ancient demon clan was as powerful as ever, with no trace of decline at all.
The human race is the same as it is today, they are just slaves of the demon race.
Qisha let go of his hand, and the dream floated up again and hung on the tree. It seemed that it could be read multiple times.
He continued to ingest another fantasy dream, and his mind was immersed in it, reading another person's dream.
He once again fought with the shadow left by the owner of this illusion, and then he was able to peek into the dream of the other person's illusion.
It seems that if you want to read other people's fantasy dreams, you must first defeat the afterimage left by the other person.
Seven Kills once again briefly passed through another person's life, embarking on a bizarre dream journey.
He thought thoughtfully, each of these fantastic dreams is a precious book record.
A person's life experience, the life he has experienced, can draw a lot of experience from it.
If you have time, reading them one by one will be a special experience.
Qisha sensed his dream dream and grabbed it. This kind of thing could not be leaked.
But looking at the tree full of dreamy dreams, he couldn't help but look strange. If he could take it away, why were there so many on it?
He once again ingested another dream dream, intending to take it back and study it carefully.
But when he had this kind of heart, his expression suddenly changed, and the dream in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and all kinds of illusions appeared one after another.
His own fantasy dream was, to say the least, barely bearable.
But the fantasy dream of another ancient demon clan is extremely heavy.
The vision in the dream eroded into his mind, almost causing him to go insane.
