martial arts mythology system

Chapter 407
"here is!?"

The young man in blue shirt couldn't help sighing as he looked at the scene in his eyes.

Stepping into the depths of the black mountain all the way, walking out of the narrow and long valley road, there is a magnificent palace complex built on the mountain in front of you.

The ancient buildings made of gold, stone, wood and iron are like a huge monster leaning on the black mountains.

Layers of buildings and palaces spread all the way to the top of the mountain, with agate glazed tiles, dark purple cast walls, and towering pavilions... showing the splendor and magnificence from different eras.

This sense of oppression that spans time and time carries a kind of heaviness that has come out of history.

The middle-aged swordsman also looked up, his eyes trembling slightly from the shock:
"This is! A building from the ancient times!"

A gloomy wind blows from the direction of the mountain building, like the breath of this giant beast.

Han Feng's clothes moved accordingly.

Slightly squinting, using the super-strengthened "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" to sense whether there are energy fluctuations in it.

However, the body of this palace complex is like a special enchantment, which completely isolates the perception of the outside world.

The strange situation of this land boundary is like a mutated world, where flying is prohibited and detection is isolated...

"People in the world say that there is only a thousand-year history, but no thousand-year buildings... How could I know that I could see such a magnificent scene with my own eyes..."

Han Feng sighed and walked straight up the mountain.

Dongfang Bubai and Mei Niansheng followed closely behind.

The four young men in blue shirts also followed.

The evil and madness of this place can't be perceived from the outside, but after entering the palace complex, the feeling of alienating the laws of heaven and earth becomes more and more intense.

Passing through the wooden archway as the gateway, you can see a series of white marble streets stretching up the mountain.

Both sides of the street are lively and bustling, but the merchants and pedestrians are all strange human figures transformed by mottled shadow energy.

Sensing that Han Feng and his group of seven stepped into this place, the thousands of shadow figures on the street seemed to be inspired, turning their heads like clockwork robots.

The white pupils of a thousand shadowy faces stared at them, and the two girls in purple and yellow couldn't help but exclaimed.

The cool wind blows through the market, and the picture seems to freeze.

The middle-aged swordsman is a knowledgeable veteran, Shen Sheng said to Han Feng:
"Young master Ye, the heaven, earth and primordial energy here are chaotic, revealing an atmosphere completely different from that of the Kyushu world... It seems... It's a fallen god's domain..."

Han Feng's impression of this kind of place comes entirely from his last trip to the remains of the shrine of "Ghosts and Gods". Most of them were heard from the mouth of the mysterious young Shaojunqi. He wanted to learn more, so he asked with his ear:
"Oh? Mr. Xue knows something about this place?"

Xue Jinxu nodded:

"I don't understand it deeply, but I also know from the classics... After the gods fall, the fallen land may reappear its former divine power in the form of a broken God Realm... The Yuan Qi riots, the world is out of order... Distorted laws The creatures under the influence will all be dominated by crazy will, constantly attacking the living creatures that appear nearby."

"From this point of view, our luck is not bad... With Yin Chao's appearance of no one in the thousands of miles, the distorted will of the gods can't find any living things to control at all~"

As Han Feng spoke, he cast his eyes forward, an electric arc flashed in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth chuckled.

"Except for these lost crazy divine power creations, we are obviously in the land of no one."

Thousands of shadow figures gradually started to move, from a bustling business to putting down their hands, they walked towards Han Feng and the others neatly but strangely.

Han Feng and the others are now at the entrance of the market, which is also at the bottom of the mountain. Facing the shadow monsters coming in neatly, they feel the pressure of facing an avalanche.

Han Feng didn't prepare anything else, he just signaled the blue-shirted youths to step back and raised his palms.

"Then, send these things back to where they should be."

Violent and pure golden thunder was brewing in the palm of his hand, and then, like a living sea of ​​thunder, it reversed and demolished the entire palace complex of God's Domain.

The thunder passed, the buildings collapsed, and the shadow monsters vaporized and disappeared.

Han Feng's "World Arsenal Volume" can imitate worldly martial arts, and Han Feng directly used it to imitate Shao Junqi's "Shenxiao Dushi Tiantan Supreme Thunder Method" that he had seen before. Distraction can restrain the shadow power of this riot.

Xue Jinxu reminded softly from the side:

"Young Master Ye, God's Domain is a creation of the gods. If we can't easily destroy it, let's just go inside and start the sealing technique... I just happen to be..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Feng's thunder method suddenly accelerated, and the golden thunder bombarded violently, and the entire palace complex built on the mountain shattered in response.

Han Feng turned his head and looked at Xue Jinxu:

"Ah, Mr. Xue, what did you say?"

"No, nothing..."

The girl in yellow and the girl in purple looked at each other, and they could see the shock in their hearts from each other's eyes.

This young man who claimed to be surnamed Ye was about the same age as himself and others, how could he possess such force at such an age.

Han Feng didn't care what kind of shock it caused you, he just sensed the inner pathology of the remains of this shrine.

Suddenly, the mountain shook violently on its own again.

A slender iron blue bone flute rushed out from the top of the broken mountain, drew a parabola in the air, and landed behind Han Feng and the others.

"what is that?"

"It seems to be an artifact!?"

The two girls couldn't help sighing.

The eyes of the middle-aged swordsman and the blue shirt youth were also attracted.

But Han Feng's mind was not there... He was frowning and staring at the mountain in front of him.

This is already the center of the entire black mountain...why I still haven't seen the divine coffin of [Ghost God Lord] Shura Ye...or is it that Master Shura Ye advocates environmental protection and adopts the columbarium resuscitation method?

Then there must be a jar... It can't be turned into ashes along with the broken buildings on the mountain... If the ashes are turned into ashes, then everything will really be gone...

Feeling wrong, Han Feng used a huge amount of true energy to completely clean up the ruins of the building in front of him, revealing the entire mountain.

However, there are densely packed characters engraved on the mountain. The characters are unreadable, but their meanings will automatically appear in the minds of the people who see the characters with the contact of people's eyes... This is the wisdom of ancient times.

Han Feng looked at those words, and the meaning gradually emerged.

[The ancient times are in a hurry, the gods are mortal]

[I am the judge of the underworld, the king of ghosts and gods, leaving behind the martial arts of the gods "Sura Lamentation", I only hope that the grace of God will be passed down to the world...]

It is densely packed in the back, which can be regarded as an extremely special martial arts training method, which is designed to many levels such as the body, Yuan Qi, spirit, and heaven and earth. Even with Han Feng's current vision, it is difficult to understand it for a while.

"Is this...an ancient god's martial art?"

Han Feng was a little surprised.

This martial art seems to have an extremely mysterious attraction.

The eyes of the four young men in blue shirts were immediately fixed on the mountain martial arts.

Even Dongfang Bubai and Mei Niansheng could hardly resist the attraction.

Suddenly, a figure in red flew across the sky and grabbed the iron-blue bone flute behind everyone.

Started laughing.

"Hahaha! This artifact belongs to me!!"

"My power! Continuously...!? What kind of power is this!?"

The sudden figure was holding the bone flute, an artifact, and his momentum rose like a madman.

The four youths in blue shirts immediately jumped back when they saw the approaching person.

Xue Jinxu shouted:
"Young Master Ye, be careful, this is the general of the Netherland Divine Kingdom!"

Han Feng didn't answer, but frowned and squinted at the strange man in red.

His body is slowly gathering the evil atmosphere of the entire God Realm...

　Here should be Mei Niansheng and Dongfang Bubai.

　　The one light in the previous article is a clerical error, but the chapter is locked and cannot be changed...

　　The statement is hereby corrected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)