Chapter 1559 Distant Wailing, Call of the Ancestors

The sound washes away between the heaven and the earth, penetrates the spirit and soul of people, and makes people feel empathetic.

Everyone had a splitting headache and was infected by that sad emotion. Some Wuxiu's eyes were dull, and some Wuxiu even shed tears.

Yang Qingxuan circulated the Taiqing Yujue, steadied his mind, and expelled the charm of that voice from his body.

At the same time, a pair of golden eyes looked at the boundless and destroyed land, piercing through the layers of snow and ashes, looking for the source of the sound.

"This emotional power, what is going on?"

Logan screamed in horror, but tears rolled in his silver eyes, and uncontrollable sadness merged into the tears and rolled down.

Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes looked at the ground, and within a hundred feet of him, he was blocked by a layer of restraint, and his entire gaze was focused, flashing horror.

"what!--"

Suddenly, Nuo Xi cried out in pain, and he knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes were already blurred by tears, and he muttered to himself, not knowing what he was talking about.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand to make a tactic, a clone appeared in the star ring, flew down, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Qingxuan slapped Nuo Xi's forehead casually.

The traces of spiritual power poured in, which stabilized Nuoxi's spirit a lot.

"Holy Lord, I feel so uncomfortable, so sad, I don't know why, I really want to cry. It's a call, my ancestors are calling me."

With tears all over his face, Nuoxi cried out choked up.

Shocked in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, he asked, "Summon?"

Nuoxi nodded heavily, and cried, "It's right below, right below this earth."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Calm down your emotions first, and we will go down to investigate later. I am afraid that something terrible has happened here."

Yang Qingxuan's mind was heavy, and his avatar disappeared into the star ring.

The mournful sound that echoed between the heavens and the earth soon faded away.

The swirling white snow and dust also spilled on the ground, like a layer of pavement.

Yang Qingxuan looked down, his eyes turned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What the hell is going on? Damn, I actually cried and almost broke my heart."

"The sound was horrible, I didn't cry when my mum died."

Wuxiu on the battleship calmed down one by one, showing fear. It's horrifying to think about the phantom sound that can confuse those who are strong in the real world.

Logan's face was pale, and his silver eyes swept across the warship. Except for Yang Qingxuan and the three realm kings, they were basically affected by the phantom sound.

Logan took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked: "Grand Elder, Mr. Qingxuan, everyone was confused by the phantom sound just now, only a few of them are as stable as Mount Tai, can you find anything?"

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, and then said: "The hill that was crushed by A Nuo's palm just now is not a hill, nor is it the Kun Tomb, maybe it is Xian Kun itself."

"What?! This...how is this possible?!"

Logan turned pale and was shocked.

Gilbert and Ryle looked at each other, both showing shock, but more affirmation. They nodded slightly, which seemed to confirm Yang Qingxuan's words.

Logan was stunned for a while, sniffing lightly through his nostrils, his face extremely ugly, and said: "In this way, the white snow and dust all over the sky are actually the ashes of Xian Kun. The Xian Kun family can lift a tripod and row a boat across the void with their bodies. , It is rare and powerful among hundreds of clans. Even if it falls, the body can be immortal for thousands of years. What happened, it turned into ashes."

Ji Bo said: "Besides, this is the holy land of the Xiankun clan. The place where the tomb is buried must be the core of the entire clan. It seems that a huge change has occurred. No wonder the Xiankun clan disappeared inexplicably in the long river of history. And the mourning just now The sound is precisely the intertwining of emotions such as unwillingness, resentment, and sadness.”

Everyone felt a chill inexplicably.

What kind of terrifying power is it that can easily wipe out the prosperous Xiankun clan without leaving any traces in history?

Yang Qingxuan said: "I judged by the sound source just now, and found an interesting place not far ahead. Are you interested in following me?"

As he spoke, his figure flickered and then swept forward.

Ziye followed immediately.

Logan froze for a moment, then shouted: "Follow!"

He knew that Yang Qingxuan had a map, and Yang Qingxuan's various performances along the way had convinced Logan very much.

More than a dozen people from the Amo tribe followed suit.

There were more than 200 people left, and after a little hesitation, they all flew over.

Yang Qingxuan dodged, rushed to the sky ninety thousand miles away, and looked down, only to realize that what he had seen before was just the tip of the iceberg.

Tens of thousands of high mountains are densely piled together, and the more they look, the more they look like the corpses of Xian Kun. Some are screaming with their heads raised, and some are broken and dead.

With a flash of gold in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, he swooped down, and after a few dodges, he appeared on a huge stone platform.

It was covered with white ash, with a thick layer accumulated.

Yang Qingxuan slapped the palm casually, and the strong wind blew away all the white ash.

A huge formation emerged little by little.

I don't know how many years have passed, the formation has become simple and dull, and the surrounding stone pillars have all been damaged and collapsed, leaving only the reliefs of the Xian Kun clan, which are still vivid.

In the center of the formation, there is a huge fairy Kun with its eyes closed, curled up like a fetus, as if falling into a long sleep.

Logan asked in surprise: "The core of the formation?"

Logan winked at Arnold, and then flew back out of the formation together with everyone.

Arnold walked forward alone, staring at the statue of Xian Kun, a little nervous.

Clenched five fingers violently, and shot out with a loud shout.

A piece of talisman light transformed under the tip of the fist, condensing into the phantom of a giant beast, and blasted on Xian Kun's body.

"Boom!"

A huge statue of Xian Kun was directly smashed to pieces, revealing a deep black hole.

At this moment, the entire formation was suddenly activated, and a huge mournful cry and wind hissed from below, blowing across the mournful earth.

Everyone's heart was shocked, and they secretly said: "No! This voice is coming again!"

Just as he was about to use his kung fu to resist, he saw that the formation continued to rotate, shooting out dazzling brilliance, covering all the surrounding space.

And in the black hole that appeared, there was a huge attraction, like a collapsed star with infinite gravity.

Arnold, who was closest to him, yelled and resisted the attraction desperately. His whole body was deformed, but he was still sucked forward.

After taking a few steps, "Tadata" finally couldn't hold on anymore, his body was lifted up, sucked into the black hole, and disappeared completely.

Logan and the others were all horrified, wanting to leave the envelope of this burst of light. But there is not only the swirling light, the attraction and twist of the black hole, but also the mournful wailing from the distant void, which is charming.

More than two hundred people couldn't hold on any longer, and they were all sucked by the black hole.

Yang Qingxuan stood on the spot, with fire patterns flowing on his body, and was fighting against these three forces. He stared at the black hole with cold eyes, and the golden light passed by, as if he wanted to see through it.