Big dreamer

The old man on the flag is tall and straight, not burly. He is wearing a blue robe that stretches out two to three feet long, winding like a blue river. Looking at his face, you can see that his cheeks are slightly longer, his face is thin, and he has three long strands of green. The beard hangs down on the chest, and a pair of red phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, quite a bit scornful of the world.

But the most eye-catching thing is that his forehead is very prominent, and there is a bulge about two inches above the eyebrows, which looks like mountains rising from the ground, and strange people with different appearances.

As soon as Shen Luo's eyes met the old man's, the nameless technique in his body began to operate on its own, and his spiritual thoughts seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and floated directly into the old man's eyes.

There, there was a void of starry sky, and the sinking spiritual thoughts were floating in it, and then he saw pieces of incomplete memory fragments, which were the life experiences of the old man in front of him.

Shen Luo looked at them one by one and saw that most of them were scenes of old men practicing on the ancient land's rivers, controlling the river water, and more experiences of fighting and fighting with others.

The more Shen Luo looked at him, the more horrified he became, and he confirmed the identity of the old man, who was none other than the ancient water god Gonggong.

And the people he fought against in his memory were all ancient powers who could move mountains and seas. Among them was a red-haired man who could burn rivers and seas and refine all living things with his fire technique.

These precious and incomparable memories are all the essence of training and fighting. Shen Luo felt that it was of great benefit just to watch from the sidelines, and the joy in his heart was even more difficult to control.

This water god Gonggong deserves to be regarded as an ancient power. His water skills are already among the best in the world. He also has a mountain-breaking strike, which uses his head as a hammer. It is so powerful that even Mount Buzhou was broken by his head.

In terms of the power of the headbutt, it is not difficult to break through the void.

Shen Luo was immersed in it and watched for a long time. It was not until the surrounding starlight gradually extinguished and all the memory fragments disappeared that his spiritual thoughts flew back from the phantom's eyes.

Only then did he realize that the others had only seen the appearance of the phantom, and had not seen the memories of Gonggong like him.

"That skeleton is probably the corpse of Ancestral Witch Gonggong, otherwise it would not be linked to this formation flag, but for some reason, his corpse actually appeared here." Huo Lingzi guessed.

"This Daqu Kingdom has lived near the abyss of the East China Sea for generations, and they have lived and worshiped the water. Most of them are witch tribes who believe in the ancestral witch Gonggong. After Gonggong's death, his body was collected and buried in the Daqu Kingdom. "Shen Luo analyzed.

"I think that should be the case." Huo Lingzi nodded and agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of Gonggong floating in the void had already fallen back into the banner of Dutian Shensha. The surging witchcraft power also disappeared, and this area was once again filled with energy. Return to calm.

Upon seeing this, Shen Luo immediately looked towards Nie Caizhu, only to find that the light emitting from his body had not dissipated, but the aura around him had obviously stabilized, but it was not yet completely stable.

But even that unstable aura was shocking enough.

With a wave of his hand, he put away all the flags of the gods, opened the Xiaoyao Mirror space, and sent Nie Caizhu directly back to the second floor of the Bamboo House.

"Thank you all for protecting Caizhu. There is too much commotion here right now. There is no guarantee that people from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance will not be attracted. Without further delay, it is best for us to leave here first." Shen Luo clasped his fists at everyone. road.

"Okay." Ao Hong nodded.

After being disturbed by Misu and Yuanzu, the other people were eager to leave as soon as possible and nodded one after another.

After Shen Luo asked Zhao Feiji to return the Qiankun Bag, everyone left the place together and headed to other areas of the Daqu Kingdom ruins.

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Xiaoyao Mirror Space, on the second floor of the Bamboo Building.

Nie Caizhu sat cross-legged on the bed, her whole body shrouded in light, which continued to spread and shrink slightly, keeping the same frequency as her breathing.

A moment later, when the light expanded for the last time, all the haloes shrank in and disappeared immediately.

She slowly opened her eyes, and a strange light flashed in her eyes, emitting a soul-shattering power. After a few breaths, she returned to normal.

Nie Caizhu looked around and realized that she had returned to the Xiaoyao Mirror space.

After a brief thought, she began to examine her body. She flexed and stretched her arms slightly, and grasped it with her five fingers, and then she felt a powerful force condensed in her palms.

Although she had not experienced the baptism of thunder, she had absorbed an extremely large amount of witchcraft power. Almost all the bones, flesh and blood in her body had been washed away by the witchcraft power, and her mortal bones had been transformed into witch bones.

Even sitting here without making any attempts, Nie Caizhu could clearly feel the changes in herself. Her power surged so much that she even felt a little surprised.

Nie Caizhu casually took out a black jade token, and with a little force with her fingers, a large amount of white light suddenly appeared on the black jade token, projecting from the gaps between her fingers, as if facing a formidable enemy.

She chuckled and released her palm.

This jade tablet was a protective magic weapon given to her by her master in the early years. It seems that the grade is not high now, and the restriction is only twelve levels, but it is still a magic weapon after all.

Just now she tried it casually, and she already had an estimate in her mind. If she wanted to destroy a magic weapon of this level, she would only need to use a few percent more strength to crush it with her bare hands, without using any spells at all.

Then, Nie Caizhu closed her eyes again and felt the changes in the witchcraft power in her body, but soon she opened her eyes again, with a look of uncontrollable surprise on her face.

She held the black jade token in her hand again, but this time she did not hold back any force. The strength of her palm increased instantly. The jade token also sensed the crisis and suddenly burst into dazzling white light.

"Snapped"

At this time, a crisp sound was suddenly heard.

White light exploded in Nie Caizhu's palm, and a circle of air waves instantly exploded in all directions. The black jade tablet in her palm also fell into pieces.

However, before the air wave spread more than ten feet, the power of blood in Nie Caizhu's body suddenly surged, and an invisible aura spread from her body, instantly covering the spreading air wave.

The air wave enveloped by the white halo seemed to be frozen, and it immediately stopped expanding, and the dust and debris within it were quietly suspended in the void, without any movement at all.

"Back in time..."

Nie Caizhu opened her lips lightly and pinched them gently with her raised hand.

The layer of white halo immediately shrunk rapidly, and the white air waves wrapped in it also began to quickly shrink back and forth, and the flying dust particles also began to shrink back and gather together. Finally, even the white light spitting out of the black jade medal fell away. Roll back.

Time in that small area was reversed in an instant, and everything miraculously returned to its original state.