Chapter 3058 Chaotic Will, Terrible Wreckage (Second More)
Soon, a Taiji pattern appeared in the sky, the Pisces rotated, and evolved into gossip, all the Yaofu were opened, and the Pisces faded away, forming a vast star path.
Just by standing under this passage, one can sense that terrifying energy, making one feel extremely small.
Wu Mu murmured: "Young Master Qingxuan, if you change your mind now..."
Yang Qingxuan interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I won't change it."
Wu Mu smiled, then clasped his fists and said, "Then I wish you good luck and reach the other shore smoothly."
Yang Qingxuan clasped his hands together, then bowed to the Sages, took out his halberd and flew into the tunnel in a blink of an eye.
It quickly turned into the size of a sesame seed until it disappeared, as if being swallowed by a tunnel.
The three of them watched silently below.
Zuo Shengdao: "Close the passage."
You Sheng nodded, and said: "Speaking of which, this human race is somewhat similar to that human race back then. Could it be that all human races look like this?"
Wu Mu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was referring to, appearance, personality, or words and deeds?
But he didn't ask again.
Because it's not important anymore, even Yang Qingxuan is afraid that he will never enter the ghost world again, so leaving this time is probably a forever farewell.
Wu Mu said goodbye with his hands clasped.
The Shuangsheng quickly closed the passage, and then continued to sit cross-legged under the tree and practice the art. The world returned to a dead silence, as if nothing had happened.
After Yang Qingxuan entered the passage, holding the halberd with both hands, he summoned the Emperor Armor of the Night, which covered his whole body. Under the operation of the three divine bodies, he turned into colorful ice, but was enveloped by the white light of the avenue.
Even with this full defense, he still felt a chilling killing intent spreading in the tunnel, as if it would smash him to pieces at any time.
Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath, and immediately summoned Guizang to combine. After a burst of blood light surged, the two merged together, and the realm reached the elementary level of Nine Stars and Thousand Realms. sense of security.
"What the hell is going on? How could there be such a strong killing intent in this empty passage."
Yang Xuanzang was startled secretly, and thought to himself: "Could it be the will left by the strong one million years ago?"
All kinds of chaotic energies suddenly seemed to have a will, turning into beams of strong light and shooting towards him, trying to kill him in the passage.
"Kill! Kill!"
In the strong light, there seemed to be a gold and iron horse, and countless wills were mixed in it, as if returning to the ancient battlefield all at once.
Yang Xuanzang pondered, snorted coldly, and said: "A group of defeated generals will die as soon as they die. There is nothing to be reconciled to. You can only blame yourself for not being strong enough, but you still want to die! You couldn't kill that man back then. Do you think you can kill people?"
With a wave of the halberd, a colorful waterfall was formed, sweeping towards those rays of light.
"Boom! Boom!"
Those streamers hit the halberd light like moths to a flame, and they all exploded, making piercing screams.
Yang Xuanzang noticed that these wills were chaotic and incomplete, they should have been smashed by someone earlier, and then reorganized by themselves, so they became a mess.
Now these rays of light were shattered again, and mixed with each other again, making it even more chaotic.
Yang Xuanzang suddenly understood why this channel was dangerous. This channel became a world of its own, and the energy inside was conserved. All ghost cultivators who died in it, their will and energy would not disperse. After years of accumulation, it became extremely dangerous and complicated.
Just like now, it has been completely broken up, and it can be condensed again by itself.
Yang Xuanzang slashed forward with the halberd, cutting out a relatively gentle halberd light, clearing the way in front, and using the bleeding escape technique, followed behind the halberd light.
Suddenly, there were various strange screams from all directions, and the powerful sound waves reversed the space and swept over.
The light of the halberd became wrinkled, vacillated in the air, and disappeared suddenly with a "bang".
Yang Xuanzang stopped, took out the Lost Clock, and clapped it in the air.
"clang!--"
The bell rang, and countless ghost words were transformed into the sound waves, and ripples swayed on both sides of Yang Xuanzang, blocking all kinds of ghost sounds in all directions and extending forward.
He realized that the existence of these energies cannot be killed and can only be dispersed, but it is meaningless to him, so he chooses the method that consumes the least amount of energy to prevent the intrusion of these energies.
"clang!--"
The bell rang again, Yang Xuanzang put the big bell in front of him to clear the way, and fled forward quickly.
Suddenly, the reverberation of the bell changed. There seemed to be a large number of chaotic objects in front of it, which blocked the sound waves of the falling clock and bounced back.
Yang Xuanzang immediately became alert. In this passage, the visible range of the piercing eyes was also affected. There seemed to be a large number of foreign objects in front of him.
"this is……"
Yang Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, stopped flying, and recalled the Luoluo Clock to the sky above his palm, his golden eyes were urged to the extreme.
A large number of broken limbs, broken weapons, and some huge warship fragments floated in the air ahead, like cosmic garbage.
He looked carefully, and found that these wreckages were not from the human race, and they were not from the ghost race. Apart from their appearance, they all had one characteristic. Once the ghost race died, it would turn into pure energy, and those of the ghost emperor level might leave their bodies behind. But it will decay soon, unless it reaches an extremely terrible level. There are too many wreckages in front of us, and it is impossible for so many terrible ghost emperors to die.
Yang Xuanzang flew into the wreckage of a warship, and couldn't help being startled. There were countless pitch-black iron cables criss-crossing inside, emitting a icy cold light. He flew along the iron cables and entered a huge ship cabin. The body was locked in mid-air, the whole body was bound by iron chains to the limbs, and the lute bone and main acupuncture points were all pierced through, which was extremely cruel.
These bodies are very strange, as if they were of different races. Among them, I saw the skeleton of an elf, but it had already decayed, leaving only the jasper-like skeleton on the iron chain. From the position of the iron chain, the body in front of him was also Several important holes were pierced.
It can be vaguely seen that this elf was a woman before his death.
Yang Xuanzang looked in front of the skeleton for a while, then turned to another golden skeleton, this one was taller, but after scanning the whole body, he could be sure that it was a human being.
All the bones turned into dark gold, with a large number of densely packed runes engraved on them.
Yang Xuanzang looked carefully and found that many of the runes were extremely peculiar. When he touched them with his hands, energy immediately spread out, forming a force that gently shook his hands away.
Then the piece of bone that was touched exploded directly.
It was the runes on it that were triggered, and then produced an energy effect, and the bones could no longer bear it, so while shaking Yang Xuanzang's fingers away, he also exploded and collapsed.
Yang Xuanzang took a deep breath, and looked at the huge ship cabin. There were more than fifty such bound bodies. Judging from the remains after death, all of them were unrivaled powerhouses.
//I got up too early in the morning, and went to sleep after writing a chapter and a half. I still have eight chapters, and I feel that the task is heavy, (lll￢ω￢)