Chapter 1196 Burial Dragon Valley!
Is it possible to return to the original path?

There was a cracking sound, as if an egg had broken its shell, and the sudden slight sound caused Lou Junyan's eyes to turn and focus on Ling Wushuang strangely. ?”

The figures of Yun Muchen and Daohe also froze slightly, and the surrounding air instantly became strange.

Ling Wushuang pursed her lips, and realized that there seemed to be something wrong. Slowly, her eyes fell on her feet. To be precise, they fell on the bottom of the ice scepter. In that place, the tiny cracks bloomed like a delicate flower, and spread outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, isn't it?" Ling Wushuang stood there wanting to cry but didn't dare to move at this moment.

She was just talking, but, anyway, it is also something from the ancient temple, not to mention steel and iron bones, but it can't be made of tofu, right? !
However, before Ling Wushuang had time to think about it, the cracks in the stone steps under her feet spread like lightning. After a buzzing sound, she felt her foot stepping away, and she couldn't control her figure at all, and she fell towards the ground. !

The endless ladder now looks like dust, and at a terrifying speed, each step is gone with the wind.

With a weightless step on the ground, Daohe couldn't control himself at all, not to mention him and Ling Wushuang, even Yun Muchen and Lou Junyan, at this moment, they all seemed to be trapped in a swamp, being pulled rapidly by an invisible force. come down!
The central ladder disappeared with a bang, and the four rays of light fell rapidly.

The empty and quiet space remains the same, occasionally there is a strong wind blowing in a corner, the light and shadow are mixed, the vastness is like a sea of ​​clouds and stars, and it is like hundreds of millions of fireflies shining, and it is completely silent.

"Bump!"

In the dim area, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded one after another.

"Wushuang, Wushuang." The man's low and charming words whispered in his ears, as if they came from the distant ancient sky.

Ling Wushuang opened her eyelids one by one, dazedly, her surroundings were still dim and gloomy, but in the endless darkness, she accurately looked at the dark red and deep eyes of Jun Yan upstairs, "Jun Yan ?”

Where are they?
"Where's the old man and Senior Dao?" Ling Wushuang frowned, moved in Lou Junyan's arm, and woke up completely in just a second or two. Apart from a slight vacancy in his breath, his whole body was not at all disturbed. No serious injuries.

Lou Junyan held Ling Wushuang's waist with one hand, and half of his sharp-edged handsome face was submerged in the dark shadows. Seeing his thin crimson lips hooked in an undetectable way, he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, it's all right."

"We are here." Daohe's words came from nowhere, and they vibrated in the empty and dark space.

Ling Wushuang was standing up, and only then saw two hazy lights approaching them not far away. It could be vaguely seen that it was Yun Muchen with white beard, and Dao He, whose face was dyed with soft light but still gentle. , they seemed to be wandering around here.

"Did you find anything?" Ling Wushuang let out a deep breath and asked quickly.

Looking at this situation, it seems that it is finally coming to an end. If I knew it, it would be better to fall down earlier, but after thinking about it again, Ling Wushuang shook his head numbly again. Let’s forget about such a frightening way, let alone They don't know where it is yet.

Yun Muchen's fairy-like slim body was swaying in the darkness, and his complexion could be seen through the faint light of the illuminating crystal. It didn't seem very good. After a short silence, he said slowly, "If the deity If we are not wrong, we are in a dead end."

Ling Wushuang's eyebrows trembled, "Death?"

As soon as the two words came out, Ling Wushuang didn't know what to step on, and there was a crisp sound under his feet.

"What." Reflexively retracting her feet, she summoned a luminous pearl with her backhand and pointed it downwards. A pile of unknown white bones suddenly burst into her eyes. The color was already dark yellow. .

Guarding without a trace of footsteps, the cold cheeks looked calm and unwavering, but Ling Wushuang's teeth could not help but faintly sore, and he murmured, "Do you want to do this?"

This is joking with her, the ancient gods still have such a place?

Lou Junyan raised his eyes to look around, flicked his slender fingertips, and a black-purple flame sprang out like a tiny long dragon, igniting it immediately, and accurately lit a brazier in an inconspicuous corner, the black-purple flame It seems to be jumping and flashing in mid-air, reflecting this area in shadows, but the line of sight is rapidly expanding, dispelling the seemingly substantial darkness that shrouds the surroundings.

Ling Wushuang stared and stared again, only then did he realize what a real corpse was all over the place.

This area is like a closed valley, densely packed with brown-yellow corpses, not only people, but also some mysterious beasts, and some unknown objects, scattered scattered around There are some temples, even some dilapidated, not very eye-catching.

"This is?" Ling Wushuang couldn't help but took a step forward. What he felt in his heart at this time was not fear, but an inexplicable sadness.

Those corpses were all different.

You can see that the two are hugging each other tightly, they are broken into a ball and it is difficult to distinguish you from me. You can see that the huge corpse of the mysterious beast is in a circle, as if it is guarding the pile of bones beside it. You can see that sitting upright The bones were hung with tattered scarves, one could foresee the serene expression before death, and one could also see that piles of broken pieces were scattered together, almost shattered.

There are tens of thousands of corpses, and each corpse seems to be silently telling the unknown stories in ancient times.

"I'm afraid, this is the real tomb of the gods."

Yun Muchen's low words came from the side, "Most of what we saw outside were monuments erected by later generations to commemorate the ancestors of the Protoss. Most of them were empty. Their remains, It turned out to be here."

Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan's eyes met, and they turned to Yun Muchen together.

Yun Muchen's old eyes were heavy, and the light in his eyes darkened a little, and he walked forward slowly and said, "It is recorded in ancient books that the people of the God Race, come and go, the glory of a lifetime starts from the awakening of talent on the central altar, and finally ends in the tomb of God. "After a slight sigh, he continued, "In the ancient times, most of the powerful gods and their mysterious beasts passed away in the tomb of the gods, which is their perfect place, just like the beast cave in the Xinghai Forest .”

It's just that the ruins of Xinghai Forest are nowhere to be found, and no one knows where the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave is.

"So that's the case." Ling Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that there are not only the ancestors of the gods from the ancient times, but I am afraid that in the ancient battle, the ancient world-destroyer war Among them, there are also many people who died here."

(End of this chapter)

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