Going deep from the entrance, Hun Changqing and the two have been walking for two hours. They are now at the very depths of the seabed. The pressure here is even more terrifying. Even Saint Mo Lan has begun to feel the pressure. had some impact.
At this moment, Saint Molan, who was concentrating half of his mind to resist the strong pressure of the seabed, raised his eyes and glanced at the relaxed and freehand posture in front of him, as if he was on an outing, feeling a little depressed.
But the next moment, alarm bells suddenly rang in her heart, and an extremely strong sense of crisis arose spontaneously, causing the bored look on her face to disappear and turn into solemnity.
She raised her eyes suddenly and found that the top of the two people was shrouded by a black shadow at some point. The black shadow was huge, almost ten thousand meters in size, and it was very scary.
Moreover, the majestic energy carried on his body also contained an extremely evil and cold aura, which made Saint Molan feel a little numb.
As the huge black figure moved, the surrounding turbid and dark seawater was instantly stirred up, and the ocean currents surged. Even with the strength of Saint Molan, it was a bit weak to stop it.
Just when she couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to take action, the surging ocean currents around her stopped strangely, making Saint Molan slightly stunned.
Then he turned around and saw that Hun Changqing was already standing in front of the behemoth, his hands were overflowing with silver light, and the endless sea water around him was illuminated by that silver light. Gathering towards the palm of his hand.
This scene made Saint Molan extremely surprised. This huge monster was obviously an ancient creature that had survived in Atlantis, but Soul Changqing was actually able to seize the surrounding seawater from such a being. The power of energy made her feel a little incredible.
At this moment, Hun Changqing stood in front of the behemoth, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at it. This was a creature that was completely black and resembled a whale, but was only 10,000 meters tall. Hun Changqing's figure in front of it was almost like a As inconspicuous as an ant.
But at this moment, when the giant beast looked at the tiny ant-like figure in front of him, its originally turbid red eyes filled with violent and murderous intent actually flashed a trace of humanized fear, making it even want to crawl on its knees. On the ground, worship the impulse of surrender.
"Roar!"
As the overlord of this deep sea and having been here for countless years, how could this giant beast tolerate being afraid of tiny humans? When even a roar roared, the emotions in his heart were dispersed, and then the pressure around him completely exploded. It was a ninth-level monster, and its strength reached the level of three stars in the Fighting Saint.
The surrounding seawater boiled completely at this moment, and the violent roar of energy resounded in this quiet seabed. Even Saint Molan was lifted nearly a thousand meters away by this strong pressure in an instant. Kankan stabilized his body, and then looked at the giant beast, his eyes full of horror.
However, Soul Changqing was indifferent to such pressure, and still looked at the giant beast with great interest. If it did not exceed his expectations, the temperament of this giant beast was not as good as it is now. It is so violent and can even be considered docile, but it is only because of the cold energy in its body that the temperament of this giant beast changes drastically.
Even the demise of this so-called country might have something to do with this energy, and this energy seemed to be slightly related to what Hun Changqing wanted to find. For a time, Hun Changqing became even more concerned about this. Interested.
And as if it noticed the teasing in Hun Changqing's eyes, the whale beast suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and roared violently again, and at the same time, a jet-black energy beam full of death and destruction erupted from its mouth.
The beam of light was a thousand meters thick, rushing towards Hun Changqing with the force of destruction.
Saint Molan on the side was stunned when she saw this scene, and even forgot how to breathe. This kind of attack was the most she had ever seen in her life. It was really hard for her to imagine how to resist such an attack.
However, what made her even more unbelievable was what happened next. Faced with such a devastating attack, Hun Changqing only raised a finger and then tapped it out.
Then, the attack that made Saint Mo Lan despair was shattered by just one point.
"Ouch..."
Even at the moment when the energy beam collapsed, a blood hole the size of a finger appeared on the head of the whale beast, with red blood gushing out. Then, with a sad whine, the light in its eyes faded. Then he completely collapsed on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Saint Molan on the side seemed to be frightened. His beautiful eyes widened and he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. The shock in his heart could not be greater.
She even wondered if she was under some illusion at this moment. The incoherent oppressive feeling that gave her just now seemed like a ferocious beast that would destroy her at any time...
He died in such an understatement.
There was no fierce battle, no brilliant burst of energy, just like a joke, being clicked to death?
Hun Changqing ignored Saint Molan who was stunned on the spot as if his outlook had been shattered by a shattering impact. He walked straight towards the corpse of the giant beast and stepped onto the corpse that was like a huge mountain. After sensing it for a while, Hun Changqing stretched out his hand and inserted it into the belly of the whale beast.
After a while of groping, Hun Changqing's palm was pulled out of his body, and now there was an extra magic core in his hand.
The demonic core was still stained with the smelly black blood of the whale beast, but the Evergreen hands were still white. His energy had already isolated the filth from his body, and there was no trace of contamination.
And this magic core is different from the crystal clear and translucent magic core of normal Warcraft. Instead, it is dark in color, revealing a strong cold atmosphere, and accompanied by a fishy smell, giving people an extremely evil feeling.
"This energy... is really interesting..."
Hun Changqing picked up the magic core in his hand, looked at it for a moment, and murmured softly. Then, he put away the magic core, and continued to move towards the ruins of this country without saying hello to Saint Molan who was still in a daze. Go deep.
"Eh!"
After seeing Hun Changqing's back becoming more and more illusory, Saint Molan finally came back to her senses and glanced at the body of the nearly 10,000-meter whale beast. Her heart was beating fast.
Although Soul Changqing looked down upon the corpse of a monster that was equivalent to a three-star fighting saint, it was definitely a supreme treasure for her as a one-star fighting saint. Without any hesitation, she quickly put the corpse of the whale beast into the ring. .
"Hey! Wait for me!"
After putting away the corpse of the whale beast, Saint Molan shouted in the direction where Hun Changqing left, and then quickly followed.
…
As they went deeper and deeper, no light could shine into the seabed where the two of them were, and there was always a strange energy permeating the sea, which could shield the ability to perceive, although it had no effect on the immortality of the soul.
But Saint Molan has released her fighting spirit to light up the surrounding sight. Otherwise, if her perception is blocked and her sight is blocked, then she is almost no different from a blind person?
But this darkness did not last long, and soon, a light appeared in front of them again.
At this moment, not far in front of them, they saw countless lava cracks spreading out, exuding a bright red and hot atmosphere.
Those lava cracks spread out like blood vessels in the earth, decorating the bottom of the deep sea like purgatory.
The overflowing magma is like red-hot iron, emitting terrifying high temperatures, causing the nearby seawater to become scorching and distorted like the air on land.
Above these cracks is a circular island. The island is so huge that it stretches as far as the eye can see, and its specific size cannot be measured with sight.
There are extremely prosperous building groups on the island, and each area is fan-shaped, and when combined together they form concentric circles.
Countless rows of houses regularly surround the center, and in the center is a majestic and huge palace.
At a glance, it looks like a holy island standing in the midst of lava fire! Magnificent!
"This should be it..."
Hun Changqing looked at this huge island and groaned in his heart. At this moment, his feeling was extremely strong. It was obvious that what he was looking for was on this island.
Looking at the architectural style on this island, it seems that this is the place where the royal family lived before this country, which also proves that this place is the center of the ruins.
Without hesitation, Hun Changqing accelerated and quickly approached the island.
Soon, Hun Changqing and the two came to the edge of the island. Although there was a halo of light around the island, making the scene inside a bit blurry, the situation on the outside was clearly visible, and when Hun Changqing When Qing saw the scene outside the island, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
At the entrance of the island, the atmosphere was very hot, and three huge flames in the shape of lotus were rising, and the whole body of the fire lotus was blue.
Inside, the hot energy breath also contains some artistic conception like the waves of the sea.
There is no doubt that this is the famous Hai Xin Yan on the Strange Fire List, or three of them, just suspended in the void of the island, like bright and delicate flowers, ready for anyone to pick.
"It's Hai Xinyan!"
At this time, Saint Molan on the side also recognized the origin of the three blue fire lotuses and exclaimed. Although she is a fighting saint, she is in a place with abundant water attribute energy like the Eastern Region, and she has no regard for strange fires. I've only heard of it, but never seen it.
However, before Saint Molan's voice could even fall, Hun Changqing, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took out three Nalings in an instant and contained the three Sea Heart Flames in them.
Saint Mo Lan, who had been immersed in the beauty and splendor of Hai Xinyan, suddenly stiffened and his eyes were filled with astonishment.
"you you…"
Saint Molan looked at Hun Changqing, pointed his finger at him, trembling body and mind, wanting to spray something, but in the end he still didn't say anything.
In the end, Saint Molan had no choice but to put down his fingers unwillingly. After hesitating and struggling in his heart for a moment, he cautiously asked Hun Changqing.
"Can you..."
"cannot!"
Before Saint Molan finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Hun Changqing. Of course he knew what Saint Molan wanted to say, and he just wanted to ask him for a Sea Heart Flame.
Now Cao Ying has been thinking about a strange fire, and one of Hai Xinyan must belong to Cao Ying.
In addition, Hades Palace has produced several alchemists with good talents in recent years, and they have reached the point where they are qualified to use strange fires. Therefore, Hun Changqing himself is still a little short of points. How can he give it to Saint Molan again? Duo.
Saint Molan's eyes twitched when he heard this. Although he had thought of being rejected, was it a bit too straightforward for me to refuse before I even finished speaking?
But then Saint Mo Lan also sighed in his heart, and then stopped thinking about Hai Xinyan, because fighting is fighting, and she really couldn't think of anything in her city of Poseidon that could move Hun Changqing to come and fight with her. In exchange for Hai Xinyan, she could only regretfully give up.
After collecting Hai Xin Yan, Hun Changqing did not stop here and stepped directly into the light screen at the entrance of the island.
Entering the light screen, the scene in front of him began to change.
The inside was not full of gorgeous buildings like what Hun Changqing had seen from the outside just now.
Once inside, the dark color filled all the sight. The darkness spread from the earth, and finally extended to the end of the sight. It seemed that even the sky had become extremely dark, which was extremely disturbing. Feeling depressed.
This land seems to have experienced the most brutal war between heaven and earth.
This is also a dark ruins. From a distance, there will be some extremely harsh sound waves coming from time to time. There is no life in those sound waves, but a bit mechanical and stiff, containing the pure and extreme desire to kill.
At this moment, the ground where the two of them were standing was even more sticky, with some kind of weird black mucus flowing. It exuded an incoherent fishy smell. This smell penetrated deep into the soul, and even if the olfactory perception was blocked, it could not be eliminated. , causing Saint Molan's expression to change immediately.
Coupled with the evil and strange black mist that was constantly spreading and shrouding the surroundings, Saint Molan was even unable to remain clear under the cover of this black mist. His eyes were stained with a touch of blood, which made her want to The urge to strike violently and destroy everything in sight.
But after all, her strength was extraordinary, and she quickly noticed something strange about herself. She bit her tongue sharply and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then her eyes regained their clarity.
At this moment, she was looking at the strange black mucus under her feet, the all-pervasive darkness around her, and the chilling sounds that were constantly coming from the depths of the ruins. She felt a little horrified and her scalp was numb.
Holding back the pungent stench and the desire to vomit in his heart, Saint Molan asked Hun Changqing in a trembling voice.
"What on earth are these? What happened here?!"
(End of chapter)
