Buzzing!
The fairy light in front of you is surging like a big river, surging endlessly!
Ye Wuque walked up the steps of the immortal soil without rushing, feeling as if he was traveling through the long years, with a faint sense of trance.
The steps of the immortal soil ander upwards, under the shining of the fairy light, it is not real, vague, and do not know where it leads.
But at this mont, Ye Wuque did not fall into it, but still remained calm. Although he kept walking upward, many thoughts flowed in his heart.
First of all!
Draw Pi Keer...
Gone!
Inexplicably missing!
According to the truth, as the soul master of Pi Keer, he can control everything in Pi Keer and perceive everything about the other party.
But just when he was practicing "atmospheric transport of living beings", Painted Kerr suddenly disappeared.
And I dont feel anything!
As if she had never appeared before, the perception of the soul servant also lost its effect.
But this didn't make Ye Wuwei horrified and unbelievable, on the contrary, it made him so kind of confirmation of his conjecture before painting Pi Keer.
"If this is the case, it can be explained..."
Ye Wuque muttered to himself.
In addition.
Ye Wuque had another doubt in his heart.
To be precise, he thought of another person.
Crazy Nangong Sword!
Before entering the immortal burial, I encountered this person rushing out of the immortal burial, completely insane, insane, and finally swallowed his finger in horror.
This made Ye Wuque feel a little jealous and cautious about the celestial burial, thinking that sothing terrible must be hidden in the celestial burial, which could drive the creatures crazy.
But now!
After the immortal burial and his party, to be honest, Ye Wuque didn't feel that he had encountered any terrible creatures or things.
So why is Nangongjian crazy?
What happened to him?
What is the "monster" in his mouth?
"Or, I t a certain condition for the'atmosphere to move creatures', so with luck, I didn't encounter any difficulties or horrors?"
Ye Wuque's eyes slowly beca deep.
At this mont, Ye Wuque kept picking up the level and moving forward, about half an hour has been walking.
But the steps of the fairy soil still seed to have no end, still shrouded in fairy light.
Looking around, Ye Wuque directly saw the ancient steps stepped on under his feet. It was old and thick, mottled and dilapidated, except that he could see nothing.
The power of the soul seed to be blocked in so way, unable to spread out, and was restricted to within ten feet of the whole body.
Like this, it took another quarter of an hour or so.
"The ancient steps have beco wider, it seems that the first floor is wider than the first..."
Ye Wuque was keenly aware of this, not only that, but also gradually beca clear, no longer vague.
But the celestial light pulsating around was beginning to dim a little bit, no longer so blazing.
Until another quarter of an hour passed.
The fairy light in all directions is almost invisible, and the ancient steps under the feet have beco ten feet long, and the light has also dimd.
Dead silence, even with a hint of cold breath, as if plunged into a kind of eternal night.
At this mont, Ye Wuque could only hear his own faint footsteps, other than that, he could not hear anything.
The power of the soul spread out, the fairy light disappeared, and it no longer blocked the power of the soul, but what Ye Wuque felt was a material barrier.
In other words, I am not walking in the vast external area, as if I have entered a special place with restrictions.
The light kept dimming, and soon almost nothing was seen.
But at the level of Ye Wuque, the pure darkness naturally couldn't stop his sight.
In the dimness, his eyes were bright and deep, shining with a faint light, shining all directions.
In the next instant, a faint light appeared in front of him.
"Have you reached the end?"
Ye Wuque stared at the faint light and moved on, the surroundings were still dead, but when he was only the last distance away from the faint light...
Wow!
A wisp of yin wind blew suddenly, revealing a strange coldness, which made people tremble in their hearts.
Imdiately, more and more yin winds were blowing, and there was a howl of wind blowing in the ears, and the aning of yin and cold continued to drill into the body like a knife, gradually making the scalp numb.
Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, his hair and martial robes were blown by the yin wind, but his body remained motionless.
His body has been tempered and tempered, and his blood is more vigorous and fierce, and the coldness of the yin wind has no effect on him.
Finally, only the last ten levels of the ancient steps were left, and Ye Wuque looked forward and saw an open ancient strange stone gate.
The last layer of ancient steps was just in front of the stone gate, as if guiding the final direction, allowing Ye Wuque to co here.
His eyes flashed slightly, and Ye Wuque continued to move forward, reaching the last ancient step before Shin.
Shin is a hundred ters high, one left and one right, the whole body is a dark gray, Ye Wuque's eyes swept over, his eyes suddenly condensed!
The two stone doors that are open to the outside are all engraved with strange black inscriptions, twists and turns, stacked together, very old.
From these weird ancient inscriptions, Ye Wuque felt a sense of death, return to the ruins, deathly silence, and coldness. The circulation in it made people a little uneasy.
Ye Wuque looked back, looked at the way he ca, and suddenly realized that he couldn't see clearly!
I don't know when a faint gray mist appeared, covering everything, and the ancient steps that ca over also suddenly disappeared.
"Can you only move forward..."
Ye Wuque held the oracle bone fairy map and looked over at this mont.
Suddenly found that the oracle bone fairy map seed to have beco stagnant, there was no change on it, as if asleep, and a faint mist was also surging, drowning everything.
After thinking slightly, Ye Wuque stepped across the two stone gates in one step.
This span seems to have entered another world from one world.
A more blazing cold and cold breeze rushed in, and the breath in the void beca cold, but there was a kind of entering the open area from a confined space.
Ye Wuque stopped for a while, looked at the world, and then suddenly looked back, looked at the road behind him, his eyes condensed suddenly!
The two stone gates are still open, but looking from the direction he is standing at the mont, it is no longer appropriate to use the stone gate to describe it, it should be... the tomb gate!
This behemoth in front of you is a...tomb!
He actually walked out of a tomb just now!
Wow!
Suddenly, the yin wind and anger sounded, blowing from all directions, extrely cold, and at the sa ti, there were many horrible green light spots between the world in all directions, like a ghost fire, which constantly pulsated, faintly illuminating the world.
Ye Wuque looked at this world again, and as the green ghost fire faintly shone, he saw the grave!
Countless graves, large and small!
Hengchen is here, perating into the distance, endless.
And he was standing between the overlapping space of two tombs, like a ghost that had just recovered.
Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly, he naturally didn't expect to wait until the fifth floor of his so-called fairy soil would be like this.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
Suddenly, there was a strange laughter from the deadly tombs, like a night owl, in such an environnt, it seed extrely perating.
"Waiting for eternity..."
"Finally waited for a ghast who dared to reverse yin and yang, life and death against chaos, and rebelliousness!!"
"Dead creatures should not reappear in the world!"
"Those who co out of the tomb... kill without rcy!!!"
The sky shook the sky, and the entire tomb group suddenly lit up, and the terrible green ghost fire seed to turn into a big day, bursting into the void, and a dark and terrifying figure rushed toward Ye Wuque like a ghost!
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