Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

"What the hell is this place?!"

Somewhere in the desert where the space is extended by mighty force, Xuan Youming and the old man of the Turtle Clan have lost their way.

The two looked in all directions, except for the sun, there were only sand dunes, and the sand dunes covered the entire field of vision.

When they first found out that something was wrong, the two of them still thought that they should first find the patriarch of the half-dragon clan. This was their last chance.

But after walking for nearly an hour, the two still did not find the figure of the patriarch of the half-dragon clan.

Not to mention the other party, even the three palaces towering in the sky have disappeared under the clear sky.

The two people who realized that something was wrong, had no idea of ​​finding the leader of the half-dragon clan. Xuan Youming was held up by the old man with spiritual power, and the two continued to fly in the direction of going back.

It took another two hours to fly, the sun in the sky did not tilt at all, and the gate of the palace that should have appeared in front of me was not seen.

The two seemed to be trapped in this desert.

In other words, trapped in the palace.

The time of being trapped is not too long, and Xuan Youming has lost his mind, but for the old man, this is not a critical moment.

At that time, even if he uses his trump card, he will definitely rush out of the palace with Xuan Youming.

In a blink of an eye, another half day passed.

Xuan Youming, who was walking on the sand dune, was startled.

"people!"

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, making sure that he was right, and immediately became excited.

The old man was not so optimistic.

He raised his vigilance and looked at the black light point running fast on the distant sand dunes.

"That person doesn't seem to be a half-dragon."

The other party got closer, Xuan Youming noticed something was wrong, and his face changed slightly.

He turned his head to look at the old man, who had a solemn expression, as if he was making a choice between running away and responding to the enemy.

"Let's go, that guy seems to be the monster envoy sent by the White Bull Clan!"

On the afternoon of the assassination of Chen An, Xuan Youming received the information.

It's hard for him at the earth level to understand why the opponent can be at the peak of the sky level and have such terrifying combat power, even in the middle of the extraordinary, he can kill as soon as he says it.

The old man beside him is also in the middle stage of extraordinary.

But that was the other party. If it was really a matter of life and death, the old man would never fight the enemy for him.

More likely, it is to turn around and run away, putting him behind as a cushion, delaying the opponent's footsteps.

The old man did not speak.

He found that the other party's speed was faster, even comparable to his speed.

"Don't panic!"

As the old man said, he picked up Xuan Youming's collar with one hand, and rushed towards the sky.

When he flew several hundred meters into the air, the old man felt a warning sign in his heart, and he suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Xuan Youming was so shocked that his chest was stuffy, and he was about to complain, but found that the companion beside him was turning his head with an ugly expression.

"What's on it?"

He couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I don't know, but it's very dangerous!"

With a flash of white light, a brand new weapon appeared in the hands of the old man.

He threw the weapon in his hand above his head.

call……

As if a hot wind had blown by, the weapon stopped abruptly, turned into molten iron in an instant, and smashed towards the faces of the two of them.

The old man did not dodge.

The molten iron was also vaporizing, and before it fell on top of their heads, it had been evaporated out of thin air.

Strangely, the old man didn't feel the slightest temperature.

There seems to be an invisible big hand on the top of the head, kneading the weapon at will.

The old man frowned, as if his heart had been squeezed, and fell a hundred meters in an instant, standing in the air overlooking the approaching figure, feeling extremely vigilant.

If he had a choice, he would rather fight the monster below than challenge the weird thing above.

"idiot……"

Chen An snorted coldly, didn't even pay attention to the two of them, and continued to fly forward.

The sky above his head was unusual, and Chen An had known it for a long time.

After coming out of the golden hall, Chen An understood that the master of the half-dragon clan must be related to the Void Sect. At almost the same moment, he opened his sky eyes and immediately found that it was dark in the desert.

Above the head, the scorching radiance is not the sun above, but the blazing heat cast by the void flames covering the top of the head.

That was the most shocking thing Chen An had ever seen.

Even he couldn't see where the end of the sky was.

The black flames flowed above the head, like pieces of thin, priceless treasures, arranged randomly by people, and thrown into the sky for arrangement.

This is what he discovered after opening his eyes.

As for the Turtle Clan duo in front of them.

If it was outside, Chen An would still have some thoughts.

But here is the royal palace, and there are a lot of void flames everywhere. If he wants to keep Xuan Youming and Xuan Youming in midair, he must use some means, at least so that he doesn't have to worry about the burning of the void flames.

But once it comes out, it doesn't matter whether the person behind the scenes is the master of the half-dragon clan or someone else.

It is very possible to see some of his direct descendants.

It's hard for you to explain why a half-dragon can't even use forbidden techniques.

The forbidden technique formed by the flying sword can only fool outsiders, and people from the half-dragon royal family are not so easy to fool.

If he is not careful, he may even reveal his identity as a human race.

In order not to startle the snake, Chen An could only pretend that he hadn't met the two of them.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment just now, he and Chen An had looked at each other once, even though they were not close, he could still feel the silent thunder mixed with the calm.

The fact that the old man is willing to let go does not mean that Xuan Youming will accept it.

Almost at the first moment, his heart was filled with anger.

"Damn it, you ignored us!"

"He thought he was something!"

Xuan Youming complained a few words, the old man was taken aback, and quickly released the spiritual shield to cover the two of them.

He nervously looked at Chen An who had already left some distance away.

The latter stepped lightly, and was about to go and return.

Not only the old man, but even Xuan Youming understood at this moment that he had done a stupid thing.

He looked at Chen An's back quite nervously, always ready to use the power he was using to order the old man to take him away.

Fortunately, the battle did not happen.

After a pause, Chen An set out again. He turned his head with a playful smile on his face.

Xuan Youming felt a chill in his heart.

But this time, he lost the urge to scold.

There was too much mixed in that smile, apart from disdain, there was also a bit of abrupt killing intent mixed in.

Seeing Chen An go away, the two of them flew down from the sky.

"This is, what is it!"

Xuan Youming stood on the sand dune, stomped his foot, and made a deep hole, looking very angry.

"Do not be foolish, and use wisdom to make your enemies look down on you.

The anger receded, and Xuan Youming also woke up.

He nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood the truth.

After resting for 2 minutes, the old man of the Turtle Clan no longer cared about his own spiritual power, he held up Xuan Youming and followed in another direction, directly staggering Chen An's path.