Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 790: Giant Spirit Race

In the depths of the desert world, several thick felt tents, with long iron drills, are deeply nailed into the yellow sand.

Suddenly, the door of one of the felt tents opened from the inside, seemingly to resist the heat, and the figure that emerged was dressed in a dress.

I lifted my head to reveal an old face, wrinkles layered on the pitch-black face, and every path was filled with sand.

But his eyes are extremely bright, even if his lips are chapped and cracked, and there is blood oozing out of the pale, it has no effect on him.

Glancing at the top of his head, the day when he will never fall, he took out a black bone and rubbed it lightly with his rough, shriveled fingers.

A layer of dim black light radiated from the surface of the bones. If you look closely, you will find that these black lights are composed of countless tiny runes.

They wandered around the black bones in a slow and mysterious way, continuously combining and splitting, as if they were deducing something.

After a long time, the old man sighed and turned the palm of his hand to put the black bone away. As before, this calculation was fruitless.

The time to enter the desert world this time is not short. Although the young man in the clan didn't say anything, he knew that he was approaching the end of his tolerance, and he seemed to be returning without success.

Wow!

The sound of sand falling on the surface of the felt tent behind her, another petite figure came out. She was tightly wrapped in her clothes and trot behind the old man.

"Old ancestors, are there still no gains?"

The voice is slightly hoarse, which is caused by the lack of moisture, and the delicate face with big palms is full of fatigue.

The old man turned around and whispered: "Yes." He raised his hand and stroked the girl's head, a light cyan halo flashed, and her spirits became much better.

The girl took a step back and groaned: "Old ancestors, your strength has also been lost a lot. Don't take care of me like this. I'm strong now. There is nothing at all."

The old man looked relieved, "Knowing that you are sensible, but the environment here is still a bit more stressful for you. Go back and tell the little guys that we will not stay for too long. Within thirty-six hours at most, I'm leaving."

The girl's eyes lit up, "Ah, great!" After speaking, she stuck her tongue out, "Old ancestors, it's not too hard for me, but this place is too dirty. I haven't taken a bath for a long time. I’m going out this time, I’m sure to soak for three days and three nights!"

The old man smiled and shook his head, as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed. He suddenly turned around, his eyes tightly looking at a certain direction, he felt the breath that suddenly appeared, and his face showed excitement after a brief surprise.

Taking a deep breath, the old man took out the black bone just now. There are countless runes circulating on the surface without urging it. They quickly combine to form a special pattern.

"Hundreds of thousands of years...Hundreds of thousands of years...Your breath has appeared...Finally again..." The old man murmured, and the ecstasy that spewed from his mind made his body tremble slightly .

The strength in the body broke out uncontrollably, and the powerful aura broke out. Fortunately, the old man reacted at a critical moment, but only shook the girl down and did not cause substantial damage.

This movement alarmed the people in the tent, and dozens of figures rushed out in a blink of an eye. They breathed a sigh of relief when they didn't notice the danger, and looked over with a face of confusion.

"Old patriarch, what are you?"

The old man raised the black bone in his hand and said loudly: "I sensed the master's breath, and he is in this space."

"Ah!"

After everyone exclaimed, they all showed ecstasy.

"The master has been resurrected?"

"I knew how the master’s strength could easily perish."

"What are you waiting for? Let's go to see the master immediately!"

The old patriarch smiled, but at this moment, the black bone rune in his hand quickly decomposed, forming several straight arrows. His face changed, "No, someone is tracking the master's breath, it's an enemy! Yu Yao, you little guys stay here, and the rest follow me!"

咻——

The old patriarch rose to the sky.

Watching the clan master whizzing away, the remaining dozen young people showed worry at the same time.

Yu Yao is the girl just now. She turned around and said, "Everyone, go into the tent and wait. We can't support it for long outside."

Turning her head and glanced at the place where the ancestors disappeared, the girl bit her lip. I don't know why, there is always a bad premonition in her heart.

It's okay, it must be okay. With the cultivation base of the ancestor, it is enough to defeat any enemy.

……

In the palace with no gaps in the whole body, "Qin Yu", who was walking forward, stopped. He turned his head and glanced back, his eyes flickering slightly. Then he retracted his gaze and continued to walk towards the depths of the palace. "Qin Yu" didn't move fast, and every step he fell would make the mirror-like ground, causing layers of ripples.

These ripples spread outwards, and when they hit the stone wall of the palace, they fold back, and then collide with the newly appeared ripples, producing more changes in direction.

So as "Qin Yu" continued to move forward, the rippling ripples under his feet were extremely chaotic, like a roaring sea in a storm, and each ripple was a turbulent wave.

"Qin Yu" walks between the waves. If he makes a mistake on his footing, he will be swallowed by the big waves, but he is still steady under his feet, keeping a steady speed and moving forward.

Each step is just right, even if it is a few ripples, it can balance the power of all parties and keep them in balance.

I don't know how long it took, "Qin Yu" finally stopped, and the ripples on the ground behind him suddenly disappeared, as if everything I saw just now was an illusion.

Passing through the promenade, the line of sight is suddenly clear. There are seats in the deep hall. One person sits above. His face is blurred. There are many figures sitting behind the desks on both sides. There are humans, orcs, and even There are also alien species with double wings on the back.

Even though they are all stone carvings, they have superb carving skills, and they can easily show the cheerful atmosphere of this banquet.

"Qin Yu"'s eyes became deep in an instant, his mind flew away subconsciously, and he found the memory of the banquet that year. Sure enough, what I saw before my eyes was the freeze frame of one of the pictures. It is a pity that most of the participants in this banquet have now been lost, and it is impossible to really reproduce it again.

"Qin Yu" shook his head and stepped into the main hall. The moment he entered, behind the two nearest desks, the surface of the stone sculptures shattered and fell off at the same time.

"Who dares to trespass into Dragon City!"

"Looking for death!"

During the roar, the man and the beast shot at the same time, the bright light burst out, and the powerful fluctuation of power enveloped "Qin Yu".

Even their supernatural powers can be simulated...

"Qin Yu" thought, moving forward calmly, facing the two of them, without any reaction.

The next moment he stepped forward and shot one person and one animal, his body dissipated into powder,

Then the stone carvings behind the other two desks were resurrected, and the process was repeated.

Among these figures, there is a powerful black wolf, and a beautiful woman, her name is Twilight, standing in the deepest seat of the hall as a maid.

So when Twilight turned into powder, "Qin Yu" stood in front of the main seat, looked over the long table, and looked at the stone sculpture on the seat.

"Unexpectedly, in the face of these close subordinates, you would not hesitate to take action without leaving any affection."

As the low voice sounded, large cracks appeared on the surface of the last stone sculpture, revealing the figure of the end. He is a stalwart middle-aged man with a beard and a determined look, and his eyes open and close, showing a full look.

Just sitting there, without any other actions, it will be like a mountain, suppressing all directions, like everything in the world, will crawl under his feet.

"Qin Yu" paused his gaze, and said lightly: "No one can stop my footsteps, not to mention that they are dead, so they stand here alive, and the end is the same."

Slap——

Slap——

The man slapped his hands, "As expected, he once drove the ontological consciousness that was as powerful as mine. Sure enough, if I can swallow you, my strength will definitely increase a lot, and it may even take its place and become the new Dragon City. Lord!"

"Qin Yu" said: "I am really curious about what Daojun has done to give you the confidence to dare to face me."

The man smiled, "You will know soon." He got up and spread his arms, "Well, welcome to my world!"

Boom——

A low and heavy beating sound suddenly came from all directions, and the hall under my feet seemed to be alive at this moment.

Then the second and third sounds.

Boom——

Boom——

It was the sound of a heartbeat, faster and faster, like a beating drum...Because the heart of the ancient race is imprisoned here!

……

Headed by the dark council puppets, the robbers were forced to stop. In front of them was a group of monks wearing robes, and the atmosphere was tense.

The voice of a sage came from the mouth of the puppet, "Giant Spirit Race!"

The old patriarch looked plain, "I didn't expect to have been born in so many years, it is an honor for someone to know us."

The black wolf roared, "Don't waste time with them, these people are so loyal to the Lord of Dragon City, it is impossible to be persuaded!"

The old patriarch's eyes were cold, "The traitor who betrayed the master back then, now that we met today, I will behead you and take your head as a gift to the master."

The black wolf showed its body in a flash, "Then it depends on which of us will die today!"

"Do it!"

The puppet gave a low voice.

The Lord of the Dragon City is very likely now, looking for his broken body, every second of delay, he will have more chance of success.

Slashed down with a single knife, and the desert under my feet instantly divided into two, and a straight abyss appeared.

The old patriarch took a breath, his thin chest puffed up and let out a roar.

Roar——

The "crackling" bones burst into one piece, and the old patriarch's body soared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breathing reached nearly a hundred feet. From an old, thin old man, he transformed into a giant.

The muscles are bulging, the whole body's vitality and blood are boiling, the violent breath is madly released, scrolling the spiritual power between the heavens and the earth, "Rumble" roaring, converging from all directions, wrapping his body, forming a visible line Spiritual power vortex.

This is the main body of the Giant Spirit Race, and their birth skill to mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth!

Boom——

The invisible blade slashed down, and the spiritual power vortex was directly slashed almost instantly.

The old patriarch had no expression on his face, raised his hand and blasted out a punch. The flesh and blood met the blade, and blood spattered all over.

The surface of the fist shattered to pieces, revealing the pale bones underneath~IndoMTL.com~ but he just frowned.

The next moment, flesh and blood grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it recovered as before.

The ancient blood is flowing through the body of the giant spirit tribe, and it possesses a strong physical self-healing ability. As long as the blood is not exhausted, it can almost be immortal.

"Kill them!"

"Protect the owner from being disturbed!"

"War!"

During the roar, a giant spirit race rushed out.

The black wolf received extra attention. Although it showed its body, under the siege of the five giant spirit races, the roar repeatedly couldn't take a step forward.

The young man from the northern borders raised his hand spear and whizzed out, condensing his horror energy to one point, and pierced the chest of a giant spirit race.

The shrunken black shadows spread out, enveloping their opponents, and the roar of the giant spirits came from inside, rolling violently.

The amount of violent violence swept across, setting off hundreds of millions of yellow sand, forming a terrifying scene like the sky and the earth sinking.

……

The palace buried deep in the desert shrank and swelled continuously, making a dull roar of "boom" and "boom". On its surface, there are coarse textures, and the red color is like the meridians in the body.

As the palace shrinks and swells, these textures continue to bulge and fall, generating a powerful force that blasts into the hall from every inch of every corner.

"Qin Yu" stood in the hall, with his hands on his back, his body's energy and blood exploded, and the "rumbling" burst into one piece, resisting all the force from the bombardment.

"Is this the hole card Daojun gave you?"

"Of course not." The man sounded calmly, "Then next, please die here."

A series of blood patterns appear directly in the void. If someone can see through the inside and outside, they will find that these blood patterns are exactly the same as the meridian-like textures that appeared on the palace surface, as if they were reduced countless times. "Shrouded.