Zhao Ge: 67. Desolate Spirit Sacrifice
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Bai Lishu put away the half of the spirit card and walked straight to the direction where the horned dragon had left with his long bow, without stopping.
A spiritual card, a few words.
This is all about a Jiuxuan disciple.
People's lives are often as small as sand and stone in front of some behemoths. History, destiny... In front of these rolling things, even huge and terrifying beasts will eventually be crushed into bones, let alone people?
This is the truth of the bee and moth's life.
However, even something as small as a bee moth can explode unimaginable power for something. "How strong is the bee and moth's life?" A secular poet dating back to ancient times wrote such words, praising Kong Jia for leading the human race to overthrow the rule of the wild beasts.
Now, Bailishu is walking in the burial ground of the wild beast with a long bow. Under those huge beast bones, his figure is thin and thin, looking like a bee moth trying to challenge the sun.
But he walked straight forward, without stopping, gradually disappearing into the vast dark earth.
The long wind blows from far away, and the misty bird's wings spread toward the sky, like the war spear of the dying.
Shortly after Bailishu's figure disappeared, in the dark red sunlight, a small spatial vortex suddenly appeared out of thin air in the middle of the black rocky clearing. After a while, several figures stepped out of the whirlpool.
Then...
One by one, they fell through the air.
"Uncle's!" Liao Gan fell heavily to the ground, his back hit the bulge of the rock, and his entire face was distorted with pain. "You guys in the Royal Beast Sect, **** Are you cheating? The opening of your house was in the air?!"
Qiu Qianhe also fell hard.
Actually, he didn’t fall so hard, but when he fell, his face was facing down and he was about to hit a small sharp rock, so he turned abruptly in mid-air, and the result was heavy Knocked on something that I don't know, the pain made a face that was always feminine and unpredictable almost twisted.
Hearing Liao Gan's scolding, Qiu Qianhe unceremoniously responded: "Who knows that you are imprisoned in the sky? Do you know or your uncle knows?"
——The opening of the space channel is not necessarily on the ground.
Qiu Qianhe and the others actually know this, but as immortal cultivators, they all have a short-term ability to travel from the sky, so everyone directly stepped out of the space channel without caring.
As a result, the moment I stepped out of the tunnel, my feet were empty. When the habitual movement of true Qi wanted to slowly fall from the sky, a terrifying breath suddenly fell on everyone, and the movement of true Qi was instantly Interrupted.
Everyone showed their expressions of astonishment before they came, just like dumping dumplings, one by one they fell down in the air.
This is really a scene that can be called "a once in a lifetime"--
The disciples of Imperial Beast Sect and the disciples of Jiu Xuan Sect will one day fall into a ball "harmoniously" without a fight and both sides are injured. And it lasted for a long time. The people of Royal Beast Sect walked in the front, so they fell first. At the moment of stepping on the air and falling, the quicker reacted a little in midair, so when it hit the ground, he rolled away. Those who didn't roll away became the mats of the Jiuxuanmen who fell behind.
But not all Jiuxuanmen are so lucky to have a backing.
The core disciples who reacted most quickly changed their directions in mid-air and tried to stabilize themselves, but instead fell firmly on the hard rock.
I don’t know what's weird here. Not only can’t walk through the air, but the stones on the ground are so hard that they, the cultivators, fell on it. Since they fell like ordinary people, all of them hurt for a long time. Can't get up.
Even Chu Zhiyuan, who always had a straight face on weekdays, had a crack in his expression.
"Uncle you..."
When Qin Jiu walked in the passage, he did not forget to hold his hip flask in his hand. When he fell, he was afraid that the flask would fall, and he clenched tightly, but he actually faced the ground and ate it. Mouthful of gravel. "Bah, bah," Qin Jiu couldn't help but explode the stone in his mouth.
"You guys get me up soon!"
Several disciples of the Royal Beast Sect who had fallen severely were smashed into the head by the disciple of the Jiuxuanmen who fell from behind, their facial features were almost distorted, and they couldn't speak for a while, but they heard The tortoise grandsons of the Nine Profound Clan even had a face to complain.
——Fucking, the **** of the Central Plains in the Jiuxuanmen usually look thin like a maiden, why are they so heavy? !
"What the **** is this..."
Liao Qian grinned and sat up on the ground. He just wanted to mix with the people in the Nine Profound Sect who scolded the Royal Beast Sect, but when he looked up, he was dumbfounded. Mu was dumbfounded and looked at the scene in front of him. As if someone was strangling his throat, he suddenly became hoarse and dropped several degrees.
It's not just him.
The disciples of the Jiuxuanmen and the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect who got up scolded each other and closed their mouths one after another. After all the people who got up from the ground saw the environment they were in, they didn't subconsciously. Speak again. Ye Qiusheng, the fake scholar who likes nonsense the most, was silent at this time.
The whirring, long wind blew from a distance, engulfing the broken black gravel on the ground.
When everyone got up, there was silence all around, only the sound of the wind, and the long, stern whistling sound like the wind blowing through the winter woods.
There is indeed a huge, stunning forest in front of them, but not trees.
——It is countless horrible bones.
They were hurt by countless deep black boulders with sharp edges and corners like knives, and buried in the boulders were countless beast bones that were beyond everyone's imagination. A skull is like a pale mountain, the deep and hollow eye sockets are tunnels of unknown depth, a rib is an arch bridge of tens of meters, and the spine of an unknown animal lies on the ground in the distance, like an iceberg A ridge like a knife.
The bones became paler against the thick and dark boulders.
Changfeng wanders in the forest of white bones, making a long, stern, shrill cry, just like the cry of the earth.
A round of coquettish, blood-red sun with an extremely depressing sense of ignorance fell on the western horizon, reflecting the sky into a dull red. At the moment of seeing that round of sun, no matter it is, everyone will feel that it is a dead sun, and the remaining red light is the blood of the golden crow that died with the sun.
For a long time, no one spoke.
Facing the huge bones like a city, the rugged black rocks, the long wind that sweeps across the earth, the dangling day of death...they are like breaking into a place buried by tens of thousands of years of history Ruins in the wild.
"What are those things?"
After a long time, someone finally spoke, with a very low voice, as if for fear of disturbing something.
"Desolate Beast." Ye Qiusheng, who was watching the abrupt and white bones, replied. He turned to look at Jun Wanbai and Li Xin, and saw the same look of astonishment on their faces. "There are so many people who are as big as a city, so people dare not fight against it... This is the bones of a wild beast."
Ye Qiusheng recites the record of the barbaric era in "The Book of Bamboos": "There are beasts in the barbarians, their shapes are huge, covering the sky and covering the sun, and there are many people as big as a city, so people dare not fight against it." . This is why in the wild era, the rulers of the twelve dynasties will be wild beasts.
In that ancient age, tens of thousands of years ago, in front of wild beasts that were huge and resembling a city, people's strongest city was like paper, fragile and fragile.
But this is not what Ye Qiusheng was shocked. Except for the Wanxian Era, 30,000 years and three epochs have passed. These ancient histories have long been legends with only a few words on paper. There are few and no real records. less.
However, Ye Qiusheng, Jun Wanbai and Li Xin had seen a scene that overlapped a bit with this scene not long ago!
——The ancient carvings inscribed on the walls of the underground bronze clay in Yanmen.
The battle of Difen!
The bones of ancient wild beasts everywhere, the dead sun hanging to the west... Could this be the ancient battlefield where Kong Jia led the human race to end the wild era?
However, why does the Qingming Tower, which guides the flying boat, connects the ancient battlefield of this era?
Jun Wanbai is about to be dizzy by the huge questions that have been smashed down one after another these days, the wind blew her face, she calmed down, clenched her swords, and slowly looked around, looking for Bailishu Silhouette.
Looking at it, it was empty, and there were only an unknown number of bones on the dark ground, not the thin figure.
"Fuck! What are you guys doing?" Suddenly, a disciple of the Nine Profound Clan cried out in astonishment.
Everyone looked for their reputation, and saw that all the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect headed by Qiu Qianhe actually knelt down to the bones of the hideous and terrifying wild beasts.
Even the expression of Qiu Qianhe, who always had no vicious ideas about what to do, changed.
Become extremely religious and respectful.
With unspeakable solemnity.
Until this time, everyone remembered afterwards that this feminine lady-like guy was wearing a sacrificial robe of the fiery red and wild spirit dynasty.
The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect, including Qiu Qianhe, kowtow towards the bones of the wild beast in front of others under the eyes of others.