Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty-Fifth: The Dying Wufeng Cave

Wufeng Holy Land, as one of the seven great caves in the frontier barren back then, was already in decline ten thousand years ago, and the degree of decline was the highest among all the caves.

It's a pity that no one thought that it was Ji Meng who was destroyed first, and the Wufeng Holy Land survived after the war ten thousand years ago.

Hundreds of years ago, when the three major caves in the northwest were in turmoil, Daxia's strength could only look at the northwest land, and he didn't know much about Wufeng Holy Land, after all, the distance was too far.

However, when the young master Daqi took revenge, he did not miss the Wufeng Holy Land.

Xia Tuo straddled the Northland and appeared at the junction of the land volcano and the water area. There was a layer of crimson and smoke floating above the void, which was reflected on the water surface, making the water and the sky one color.

Due to the frequent fall of ashes after volcanic eruptions in the waters, few aquarium fish live in this waters.

Of course, water beasts don't count.

When Xia Tuo crossed the water, perhaps he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, and even half-blooded monsters in the water regarded him as prey.

After spending almost a month, he found Fenggu Mountain in the water bay next to the land.

Fenggu Mountain is more than a hundred feet above the water surface, with a radius of about one mile. The overall mountain is steep, reddish red, and the surface of the mountain is covered with cracks. Lava seeps out continuously, and it collides with the water surface to make a sizzling sound.

Standing outside Fenggu Mountain, Xia Tuo Yuanshen's thoughts spread out, surrounding the whole mountain. Don't look at the mountains on the water surface, but the whole mountain is thousands of feet in size under the water, presenting a sharp cone shape.

As the spiritual thoughts spread, Xia Tuo captured a trace of fluctuations hidden on the void wall burial without spending any effort. Compared with the fact that he had searched in the Northwest for several months before, but could not find any traces, there was a big gap.

Spatial fluctuations, on a crack on the surface of Fenggu Mountain, the spatial wall burial and the crack merged together strangely, in a cycle of constant destruction and reorganization, this kind of fluctuation is very small, and only the strength of the strong in the ground-breaking realm Only God will find it.

Just imagine, who exists in the land creation realm, and has nothing to do with sweeping the deserted island with his soul.

Xia Tuo looked at the fluctuations in the space, and thought in his heart. Logically speaking, the portal of a cave-heaven holy land is very secret from the outside, and it is impossible to reveal such a flaw.

This flaw is exposed. Once the hostile forces know about it, it is easy to break through the mountain gate and break into the cave. Unless there is a problem inside, there will be no time to take care of it.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Tuo decided to go in and take a look.

hum!

In the spiritual world, the primordial spirit stood up, and a wave of spirit radiated out, turned into a spiritual sword, and slammed into the space wave.

Click!

The next moment, the spirit instantly penetrated this space fluctuation, and then tore a crack in it.

"This"

For a moment, Xia Tuo was taken aback by the scene in front of him, and he didn't even have any precautions. Logically speaking, there should be a large formation in front of the mountain gate, and someone needs to be in charge.

In the blink of an eye, the cracks in the space slowly opened, and the silver, red, and blue lights came together, and an illusory phoenix emerged, finally turning into a portal.

The gate of Wufeng Holy Land opened just like that.

There is no defense at all.

At this moment, Xia Tuo's thought was like lightning, and he rushed into the depths in an instant.

no one!

He can travel three thousand miles in an instant with a single thought, and he didn't notice any breath of life in the place he passed.

Then, Xia Tuo stepped into the gate of Fengying, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in a small world, Dongtian, which was independent of the barren land, where mountains, rivers, plains, and lakes were all in sight.

Standing at a high altitude and overlooking the four directions, the mountains are undulating and the lakes are inlaid on the ground. You can see that there is an ancient city in the center of the plain.

However, it was all too quiet.

There is a sense of desolation and silence in the nothingness, like an abandoned village where no one has lived for a long time, giving people a sense of desolation.

Not only that, Xia Tuo also saw the plains outside the city, where the plots of land were criss-crossed, square and square, with distinct layers.

This is Lingtian!

Dongtian Holy Land has mastered the spiritual field planting.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo raised his eyebrows.

Then, he fell towards the plain below, and the desolate and desolate atmosphere became more and more intense. Some of the spiritual rice grown in the field had already grown several feet high, and the rice ears that produced were even the size of watermelons. But more have long since withered, covered with weeds.

He soon appeared in the city. The city exudes a very ancient atmosphere, the city walls are glowing with black luster, and the city is silent. The stone palaces and towers are covered with ashes, and the stone roads are covered with fallen leaves.

What about the people from Wufeng Holy Land?

Xia Tuo was not surprised that there was such a large city in Wufeng Holy Land, which seemed to be able to accommodate at least two million people.

Cave Heaven Holy Land has existed for so many years, not every descendant of blood can awaken the blood of ancestors, and the resources of Dongtian Holy Land cannot awaken the blood of every clansman.

Just like the outside world, the survival of the fittest, only the clansmen who have awakened their blood will be truly cultivated.

Ordinary clansmen without awakened bloodlines are the basis for maintaining the inheritance for Dongtian Holy Land. Who knows which clansman will be re-awakened and the bloodline will return to the ancestors.

The desolation in the sky of Wufeng Cave is not fake, but the real desolation. It looks like it has been at least hundreds of years, even longer than this.

Passing through the city, Xia Tuo went straight to the rolling mountains in the depths. The things in the stone palaces and pavilions in the city are still there, and there are no shortage of spirit crystals and armor. It seems that the Wufeng clan is not in crisis.

In the depths of Wufeng Holy Land, a mountain towers straight into the sky, standing in the center.

Chirp!

At this time, Xia Tuo raised his head upon hearing the sound, and his eyes fell on the top of the giant mountain in the depths. With a cry, in the slightly dim cave world in an instant, a golden light burst out thousands of ways, dispelling the darkness.

One after another Zhiyang law intertwined and formed on the top of the giant mountain, the light began to grow, and a cloud of sky fire ignited from the law, and the golden phoenix spread its wings in the sky fire, and began to gradually fly towards the sky above the holy land of the cave.

At this moment, Xia Tuo felt the scorching heat and light shining down, and the big sun flying up from the top of the giant mountain was a red phoenix bathed in fire, with the rhythm of flames all over his body.

After carefully looking at it several times, Xia Tuo saw the main body of the fire phoenix through the raging flames, which was a phoenix witch treasure made of red copper.

Artificial big day.

In other words, this is the light created by Wufeng Dongtian himself.

This phoenix witch treasure is surrounded by flames, red sun, light, purple sun and other spirits and dozens of fire laws. It is also a sixth-level top-rank auxiliary witch treasure. It was beyond sight.

It is indeed a big dog family that has been passed down for several eras.

Cursing and cursing, Xia Tuo's pace was not slow, and he soon came to the bottom of the giant mountain. Under the giant mountain range were stone temples as high as 300 feet, and the carvings and statues of phoenixes could be vaguely seen.

A strong smell of blood permeated the air, and there was also a stench in the smell of blood.

At this moment, there was no need for him to look closely, a bloody picture was already reflected in his pupils.

Jingguan.

A mountain of heads.

It is densely packed with human heads.

No wonder the people from Wufengdongtian are gone, they are all here.

Too much.

It piled up into a mountain, covering the stone palace under the huge mountain.

"Jing Qiu"

Xia Tuo groaned softly, looking at the ossified heads, adults, children, old people, men, women and children, still retaining the panic before death, even in these years he has killed many people, even because he implicated And far more than a million people died, but this was the first time I saw such a scene.

At this moment, the Wufeng Cave Sky is still operating independently, and the Fire Phoenix Sun is still rising from the giant mountain.

boom

After passing through the mountain of skulls, Xia Tuo landed in front of the largest stone hall. The six hundred-foot-high stone gates of the stone hall opened, and a row of kneeling figures outside the hall were full of figures, all of whom had their heads chopped off. Black flames danced around their necks. There is a phantom struggling and roaring, bearing the burning of the flames.

Looking at the ancestral hall of the Wufeng clan from here, the shrines of the ancestors of the Wufeng clan have long since disappeared. There is only a black stone tablet with four ancient seal characters written on it.

Daqi royal family!

There is a copper lamp on the left and right under the stele, the flame is beating, and two figures are bound in the wick, the lamp oil is gurgling and the flame is beating.

Kneeling further down were two figures, a middle-aged man and an old man. Their heads were on the ground, their bodies were stiff, and their primordial spirits had become wicks.

These two people should be the Holy Master and Supreme Elder of Wufeng Holy Land.

call

He exhaled lightly, the hall that should have been brightly lit by candles was now filled with gloom, and the primordial spirit in the two ever-burning copper lamps, who had been boiled in flames and oil, roared ferociously but could not make a sound.

The aura exuded by the two primordial spirits can reach the state of transformation by 20%, which means that the strength of Wufeng Dongtian, the two strong men in the ground-breaking realm, is only the first step.

To the outside world, the two land-opening realms are definitely very powerful, but for the supremely brilliant Dongtian Holy Land, they have suffered too much defeat.

With such strength, how could it be possible to stop the young master Daqi's revenge.

I have to say, Young Master Daqi is a ruthless person.

The whole family was really wiped out, Xia Tuo walked around the sky of Wufeng Cave, except for the vegetation that was still alive, there was not even a single beast in the cave.

The sacred pillar of the cave totem was overturned and smashed, and all the clansmen lost their heads.

In addition, most of the things in the Wufeng Cave and the sky have not moved. For the young master Daqi who has sacrificed to the ghost king, no matter how good the things in the barren land and the yang world are, they are like wild rocks in the wilderness. role.

He stayed in the wasteland and did not leave, with only one thought, revenge.

Wufeng is just the beginning, and the fate of other caves will not be worse than this.

After turning around Wufengdongtian, Xia Tuo also encountered difficulties. It seems that the sky lantern lit by young master Daqi with his flesh and blood soul may take hundreds or thousands of years to extinguish. Going idle.