Unbeatable Evil King

There was no one around, so the two quietly avoided the night watchman and quickly returned to the tent.

As for Xiao Kuan, after making sure that there was no problem, he fell back to sleep. For him, everything that happened before was like ordinary staying up late.

Ye Wuqi held out his hand, the water in the palm was round and full, crystal clear, just like a diamond jewel, shining in the moonlight.

"Is this really a drop of ordinary flower liquid?"

Ye Wumian murmured to himself that he had felt the unusual fluctuation of water system energy in cactus as early as possible, which was quite rare in the desert, so he took a look and didn't expect that he was really surprised.

Feeling the mysterious fluctuation hidden in the little flower liquid, he aroused the surging water system energy fluctuation in his body, and ye Wuxiang's heart was excited.

This time, it seems that he really found the treasure.

It's just How to use this? It does not dissolve in the body, should I take it orally?

After thinking about it, ye Wuqian inhaled it into his body, and suddenly felt that a cool wave from his body penetrated into the internal organs of the five viscera, moistening the muscles, bones and blood vessels. It was like a clear flow flowing through the whole body. His whole body and mind were relaxed, and all kinds of mottled and mixed energy seemed to be sorted out. Ye Wuqi even felt that his water system ability even had a slight improvement.

At the moment, ye Wuwu seems to be wrapped in the tender sea water, and the water energy in the air surrounds him. He can feel the unprecedented surging meaning, and even his whole body is surrounded by a layer of faint blue fluorescence. This is the manifestation of the water system power externalization, which is enough to explain the extraordinary place of the previous drop of flower liquid.

"I didn't expect such a chance..." Ye Wuqian takes a deep breath, breathes out turbid breath, relaxes spirit, and slowly realizes the changes in the body.

At the end of the night, there was silence in the desert, and occasionally the sound of campfire beating. Ye Wuqian was immersed in the pleasure of ascension, and his spirit was always in a state of excitement.

After leaving the tent, ye Wumian changed his post alone. The night watchman was already very sleepy. When he saw someone taking the initiative to take the post, he naturally agreed to come down. After he left in a hurry, ye Wuqian calmed down.

It's easy to feel paralyzed when you're immersed in the pleasure of power enhancement, and paralysis never leads to permanence.

After calming down, ye Wuwu is still, gazing at the pitch black in front of him, like a solidified black crystal. The geomantic energy flows in his body slowly. The water system energy is growing because of absorbing the flower liquid. Fortunately, there is no conflict between the two, and they still coexist harmoniously.

After daybreak, the campfire is already in ruins, and people wake up one after another. In the noise, they go back to the road.

Xiao Kuan looks at ye Wumian, who has not slept all night but is still in high spirits. He has been unable to wake up in the long monotonous and repeated journey.

It's a repeated day's journey. There's nothing bright on the way. Even if there are a few small monsters, they are easily cleaned up and can only be adjusted.

As the sun sets, the desert falls into a kind of quiet and desolate aesthetic feeling. People move slowly like mosquitoes and flies in amber, turning into small spots on the sand road.

"The desert smoke straight, the long river falls yen."

This time, ye Wuqian finally realized this magnificent artistic conception. The setting sun fell to the ground, the quicksand was all over the sky, and the setting sun, which was too thick to be melted, filled the whole world.

At this time, ye Wuqian has a strange feeling, and a slight wave in his heart. A strange and intuitive thought guides his eyes to look forward.

A thread of light gathered and condensed, constantly twisted and intersected, flowing in the sunset, vaguely sketched out a fuzzy picture.

The resolute and magnificent lines, uncanny carving, more details hidden in the distance, now it seems just a blur, it towering in the desert, in the setting sun, like a hidden temple in the depths of the world.

"This is The temple? "

The leaf does not lack to lose color, cannot help but cry out.

A temple hidden deep in the desert? How could that be possible?

"Temple? Where is it? "

Xiaokuan looked forward doubtfully. Other people looked around after hearing ye Wumian's voice, but no one found the temple.

"You can't see it?" Ye Wuwu doubts that the temple is clearly in front of you. Although the distance is still far away, you can't see it?

"I said Ye Wuqian, you should not have been walking for a long time and hallucinating." Some people can't help laughing, which is also very common in the desert. Many people can't bear this kind of spiritual impact, and often claim to see some scenes, but in fact, they never appear. They are just personal illusions.

"Is it a mirage?" Xiao Kuan observes Ye Wuqian's expression. His eyes are bright and his consciousness is clear. He is more sober than most people.

"If it's a mirage, how can I see it alone?" Ye Wuqi smiles bitterly and shakes his head. Xiao Kuan is not hypocritical with others, and there is no need to joke with him.In order to confirm his conjecture, ye Wuqian was silent and didn't mention it again. During this period, he kept observing the reaction and expression of the people. As expected, they were indifferent to the temple in front of him, but he could see it clearly. From this, I'm afraid he is the only one who can see the temple.

Why is he the only one who can see it? Ye Wuwei didn't understand the problem, but as long as they kept moving forward, they would be closer and closer to the temple, and he had gradually formed a plan in his mind.

In the following days, ye Wuqi no longer spoke to express the temple in front of him. People only thought it was the original one. He made a joke, even Xiao Kuan didn't care.

After getting closer, ye Wuqian can finally see the true appearance of the temple. The overall architectural style of the temple is completely different from the contemporary style, which does not belong to any known style at present. However, judging from the mottled traces and historical dust, this temple may have a long history. As for the pattern and decoration in front of the temple, it presents an ancient and primitive meaning They are intertwined and connected with each other, and it seems that they form a wonderful array. Whenever Ye Wuwei's sight falls on it, there is a slight vibration in his heart, as if it is a wonderful resonance formed between the two.

Is that why only I can see the temple?

Ye Wuxiang is more confused.

Two days later, the crowd was very close to the temple ahead. Although most people still don't realize it, ye Wuwu has already decided.

Since he is the only one who can see it, it must be something to show. It is possible that something about himself is hidden in the temple.

"Xiao Kuan, I want to leave alone for a while." In any case, ye Wuqian is unable to let go of his brother. Of course, he can not directly show that he is going to the so-called temple.

"Go ahead." Xiaokuan gently exhaled a mouthful of smoke. He knew that there was a reason for ye Wuwu to leave. His voice had an indescribable meaning.

Patted a small wide shoulder, dropped a word of take care, leaves without lack of figure gradually disappeared in the night.

"This guy..." Xiao Kuan snorted twice and didn't say much. He fell asleep.

Ye Wuqi seems to be a wind, and his whole body is like a flowing wind. Walking through the desert without making any sound, he tries his best to hide his own breath. Ye Wuque is getting closer to the temple.

"I don't know what's hidden in this temple."

It was only when he was in contact in a real sense that ye Wuqi could feel the shock brought by the temple. It just stood there quietly, and there was a boundless momentum spreading out, surrounded by mysterious fog, which added a bit of mystery to it.

Ye Wuqi took a deep breath and pushed the door gently, but found it motionless.

A little stunned, ye Wuqian doesn't find any way to open it. The whole gate is made of a whole piece of bronze. Two mysterious door bolts look at Ye Wuqian quietly as if they were God's eyes.

Gently touching the huge bronze gate, ye Wuqi can feel the strength of the vast ocean hidden behind it, surging and surging like waves.

"Is it because of the liquid of the flowers that I have absorbed before that I can see this temple?"

Ye Wuxiang suddenly reacts that everyone is a power, and genes are optimized in essence. Even if he is stronger than others, he can't exceed too much. In this way, it is very likely that it was the flower liquid before.

After trying to figure out the joints, ye Wuwu bit his finger without changing his face. He stopped until his fingertips had coagulated blood and gently pressed on the bronze gate.

His body absorbed that drop of flower liquid, which means that the flower liquid is naturally hidden in his blood.

It seems to confirm Ye Wuqian's conjecture. When ye Wuque's finger is gently placed on the bronze gate, the whole gate gives out a slight vibration and roar, as if it were the roar and roar of a sleeping king. Some hidden and sealed things are quietly awakened at this moment.

"This is Is it open? "

Ye Wuqian gently retracts his fingers. When the two adhesions are brought down, there is a slight stagnation, but a slight tearing pain. At this time, ye Wuqian can no longer pay attention to the pain on his fingers. His eyes have been completely attracted by the front.

The opening of the bronze gate revealed a dust laden, long lost light, shining on Ye Wuwei. With the expansion of the light, the whole bronze gate slowly opened. Ye Wuque stood in front of the door, just like a tiny ant.

Without hesitation, ye Wuqi steps into it, and behind him comes the roar of the closing of the huge bronze gate.