Across the endless yellow sand desert, as you can see, the place close to [-] meters below the cliff is the place where the war spread thousands of years ago.

There used to be a peaceful and thriving city of peace under the cliff, but now, the eaves of nearly [-]-year-old buildings stand in the ruins, and the cold air keeps rising with the air, making the hairs on Ye Beifeng's back stand up.

"There are the ruins of the Ten Thousand Races. After the war broke out, tens of thousands of people died here. What we are looking for may be hidden in the ruins."

"But how should we go down?"

Qinghu stood on the edge of the cliff, "The outbreak of the war sank the floating island, and the floating island broke in the middle, and the ruins had nowhere to go, so they had to jump off the cliff a hundred meters above."

For a strong person like Ye Beifeng in the Immortal Emperor Realm, a height of [-] meters is simply a piece of cake, but they don't know what dangers there will be in exposing their breath. Judging from the current situation, this is not worth the candle.

Shenglong glanced at Qinghu, "Let me do it."

The corners of Qinghu's mouth twitched, and the tiger's body pushed up, and the body of the holy dragon fell directly from the cliff. With this, the holy dragon released its body in mid-air, but this time it was different. The body of the [-]-meter dragon shrank to only about ten meters, just enough to Carrying Ye Beifeng and Qinghu into the ruins of the Wanzu.

There is still a smell of gunpowder smoke in the waste, and there are potholes everywhere, as if someone has been looking for it.

On some wet soil surfaces, you can still see the weathered bone powder, leaving only residues. Ye Beifeng's eyes are solemn, wondering what happened here thousands of years ago.

The environment here is very humid. Unlike other places, the light is blocked by the surrounding cliffs, just like in the evening. There are many white stones on the ground, plus those bones, breathing cold sweat, very scary.

Shenglong bent down and picked up a ball of wet mud, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, "The yin here is very heavy, we have to get out of here as soon as possible."

Under the leadership of Qinghu, Ye Beifeng walked forward. His feet were already covered with wet mud. Half of the houses that were destroyed could still be clearly identified. The standing stone pillars had strange characters written on them, Qinghu Taking a closer look, "This is the ancestral monument of the Ming family in the fairy world."

Ming family?That is, the family of Yunli's mother Mingli.

The land of ancestral monuments?The tombstones of the ancestors are buried here, that is to say, this location is where the Ming family used to worship their ancestors. Generally speaking, family secrets will be lost with the disappearance of their ancestors.

"It's like looking for a needle in a haystack if you want to find an ice void with a history of ten thousand years in such a big place. How should we start?"

"There are caves under this ground. Someone has already come here before us. It is very unreliable to find cheats in these tombstones, but Beifeng, can you sense the power of Bingxujue?"

Ye Beifeng shook his head, "I have never felt the power of Bingxu Jue. I am completely unfamiliar with it. It is even more unreliable to find Bingxu Jue based on my feeling."

"Yunli, Yunli is Mingli's daughter, her aura must be similar to Bingxujue!"

The Ice Void Art is a skill created based on the ultimate ice attribute, so it means that you only need to follow the breath of the ice attribute to find it.

Ye Beifeng closed his eyes, and his hands were already covered with a layer of frost. The power of Ruoshui slowly released along his palms, as if he was looking for something in the air...

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like