Chapter 508

The ancient dark blue statue is still at the end of the underground palace. There are many cracks all over it, which almost tear the whole body to pieces. If Shu Kuo hadn't said it in advance, he would have thought it was a mottled mark carved by the passage of time. Just looking at it from a distance, apart from its simplicity, I don't feel anything special.

"The next way, you can only go by yourself. If you want to learn Yishou Jue in this underground palace, you must go alone, press your hand on the statue and feel it carefully. "

As soon as you raise your hand, shukuo has stopped.

"Well, please wait here."

Ning Yue nodded, jumped from the high platform, and quickly walked through the open underground palace. Even more chilly, it is clearly located at the end of the mountainside, but it is still facing the breeze. At first, he didn't enter the moment until he stepped into the deep place alone.

Sure enough, there is something strange here.

He knew that it would not be an easy thing to try to contact today since he heard the legend of Yishou sect yesterday. All along, the rare inheritance, the queer underground palace, and the low face of Shu Kuo's several people after they stepped into this place can vaguely detect that something is not right here.

The style is too depressing and dim. The statue in front is obviously like a flapping eagle, but it is trapped in the deep of the mountain. Here, definitely not just a place for martial arts inheritance, there must be other meanings.

For those secrets, Ning Yue guessed that Shu Kuo probably knew something, but he chose to hide it from himself. Probably, that's one of the costs of the exchange.

Zhenzong passed on martial arts secretly. Even if no one can continue it, he will transfer it to an outsider in exchange for immediate benefits. It's too hasty.

"Lord Shu, what did you do to me? Or, in other words, what are you... Aware of in me? "

The wind is even colder and colder. It's in the ice cave. However, ningyue's stride is still firm. At the last ten meters, his body is slightly shaking, and he also comes to the end of the underground palace, right in front of the stone platform under the statue.

Looking back, he saw Shu Kuo in his chin, and the faint surprise on Shu Quan's face.

Without verbal communication, I don't know whether it's the wind blowing too hard to cover the words, or whether Shu Kuo has no intention of reminding. At the moment of turning around again, Ning Yue closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He jumps up to the stone platform, grabs his right hand and spreads his five fingers against the cracked statue.

The touch is very cold. Under the crack, there is a faint air flow and chill... And a trace of murderous Qi that makes ningyue feel inexplicable.

In a flash, his figure trembled slightly. In a flash, it solidified again. The whole person, like an old monk, stagnated in the original place, quietly in front of the statue.

At this moment, the wind stopped.

In the original place, Shu Quan's mouth opened slowly, and his eyes were more shocked.

"Ningyue, he stopped so easily?"

Among the disciples of Yishou sect, only 80% can reach the stone platform where the statue is located, and only 60% can stabilize on the stone platform. Even if it was 60%, after a fierce struggle, almost everyone gasped, hugged a corner of the statue and barely stopped.

On one side, shutI whispered: "when is the shock he gave us less? Let's see it at the end. I'm very curious. What will he see in his comprehension? "

Shu Kuo nodded: "well, I'm curious, too. What I saw and accepted at the beginning is absolutely only a part of it. Today, maybe it's my last chance. I hope I'm not wrong. "

……

The wind is as sharp as a knife. It moves on the face to remove the chill and sting. The sound of whistling and whirling lingers all over the body. Besides, I can't hear the rest clearly.

The wind swept across, Ning Yue reluctantly opened his eyes, and suddenly found that what he saw was no longer the previous underground palace, but a cliff. What is more shocking is that I am not standing on the cliff, but floating in the void.

Not far away from the body, an ancient pine rooted on the cliff, horizontal out of the air, posture vigorous and powerful. And there was a figure on the branch!

A ragged gown trembled in the wind, half prostrate, with his left palm on the branch and his right hand holding a sword in front of him. On his cheek and on the left side of his back, a few blood marks were shocking.

"What's this?"

In his heart, he was shocked. He would rather look around in a hurry. All he saw were clouds and mist. The only creatures that could be seen here were himself and the figure.

"Visions?"

He is very clear that he can not be suspended in the void, and from the present point of view, the figure can not see himself. The reason why he is indifferent is that they are not in the same time and space. What we see now is most likely what happened in the past recorded in the statue, boarding in a special carrier, just triggered by him.

But, if it's an illusion, the wind, the chill, it's too real.

Don't think about it any more. I'd rather know that if I want to break my head, I won't get any results. I really want to know that there is only one way to know the origin and the end of everything. Since the past events reappear in front of us and are deliberately recorded, the answer naturally lies in them.

"Let me have a look. What else is sleeping here with Yishou Jue..."

All of a sudden, the wind howled more quickly, a surge of subduction air fell in the air, layers of clouds burst in the roaring sound. In an instant, a dark shadow passed through the clouds and fell, and the fierce killing intention swept through the strong wind.

At the same moment, the figure on the ancient pine moved, stepped up and jumped into the air. At the moment of wielding the sword, a gust of air spewed up from behind him. Vaguely, a pair of magic wings appeared. However, with the illusory wings trembling, the outline is broken and dissipated, but the figure leaps out and dances in the air with the help of the impact potential.

In the direction of the sword, it was a huge shadow falling from the sky.

It was an eagle shaped Warcraft, with dark brown wings and a trace of dark gold at the end. Its curved beak and claws were all blood colored. The wind flies down, and tyranny and ferocity come in the air.

Wind is the blade, claws tear the void, fierce attack suddenly. Just a shock in the void, ningyue retreated tens of meters, and the strong air made him instinctively close his eyes.

He was even more shocked. Under such a blow, he had no doubt that most of the cliffs in front of him could be cut off.

Ping! Ping! Ping!

The sound of three shocks, the air flow breaking and rolling, and then open the eyes of the moment, the shadow and giant eagle crisscross through. Under the withering light of the sword, a few pieces of broken feathers flew away.

He turned quickly, and the action of the hand was better than that of the eagle in the air. Although he had no wings, he was like a trembling invisible wing dancing in the wind. The sword was waving across dozens of Silver Rainbow, interspersed with the void, followed by a touch of shadow.

It's clear that it's mid air, the home of the birds, but the people in front of us can turn the situation around in an instant and set up a siege in the air. This is where the hunt begins.

"This is Yishou Jue!"

Ningyue was shocked again. He shuddered in his heart. The memory in his mind overlapped with what he saw in front of his eyes. At the beginning, what Shu Kuo showed was only a small part of the dancing of the illusions in front of his eyes. In terms of power, it was a world of difference.

The killing field is arranged in the sky, and the sword power relies on the wings of controlling the wind to form a large hunting array. The cold light is crisscrossing, the virtual shadow is shuttling, and the swaying figure is wantonly chopping at several places on the giant eagle. Under the light of the sword, scarlet flies, and the beast roars, but there is nothing it can do.

Fall, break the air and fall, giant eagle no longer the original fierce appearance. However, the dancing sword also stopped, and the figure looked down at the beast that had not been killed below and sighed.

The next moment, the sword falls, like a meteor. The sword is whistling and the figure is burning.

Boom!

The earth shudders, the mountain collapses, the diving sword falls in the middle, the giant eagle bumps into the mountain together.

Huge rocks burst, the center of the majestic peak collapsed, and the patio emerged. At the end of the shudder, in the new courtyard, two figures overlapped, one person and one sword, and the giant eagle fell to the ground, all motionless.

However, the eagle's eyes did not close. The same is true of people.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the day alternates, the years are passing. The peak collapsed into a patio, and new green spewed out, but it was also repaired as a residence. Man and beast, the remains of a fierce battle, are buried under them.

"So this is the source of everything. Do you sacrifice yourself to suppress the fierce beast, together with your will in those years, and wait for someone to find out? "

Rather more a sigh, bow salute, heart a piece of admiration.

But just at this time, a strange roar started, and it came out of the ground. At that moment, the house in the courtyard trembled, and a shadow of Taoist leaped out, but it turned into debris under the wings of a huge shadow that appeared out of thin air.

The dead Giant Eagle reappeared, just a vague translucent shape, but full of ferocity, no less than before.

However, it was only a moment later that the shadow of the vertical and horizontal sword reappeared. The trembling wings of the illusory wings danced the shadow of freedom in the air, and in the twinkling of an eye, another hunting battle was set up.

As if the past reappeared, the eagle was killed again, however, the torn pieces of soul re integrated into the earth. In the air, the figure holding the sword is collapsing and passing away with the wind.

At the last moment, he looked back. He would rather not see each other's face clearly, but he could see his eyes clearly. And can be sure that the other side's eyes fall on themselves.

"It's not until this time, has it finally come?"

Voice emerge, simple and weak, rather more surprised, follow-up speech again.

"You Huang Ying Diao inherits the blood of Warcraft in ancient times, and has a strong soul power. I try my best to destroy the body and create part of the soul, which is hard to eradicate. And some day in the future, the emperor's enchantment will be reproduced. The seal of repression here is cast by the power of my last burning soul, but it cannot exist forever. I just hope that on the day when the fierce beast recovers, my inheritance will continue... "

Voice down, virtual shadow completely dissipated, in the face of the wind, rather feel a trace of helplessness and sadness. But along with him came the changeable pictures and narratives in his mind.

"I'll take it. Mission, I take it! "

……

For two days and one night, only Shu Kuo was left waiting in the underground palace, and his face became more dignified.

"It's been a long time, and nothing has happened. What's going on?" Ningyue was still motionless. However, the strong wind in the underground palace was aggravating. In addition to the chill, a tyrannical atmosphere was diffused. Creak - crack sound everywhere, the underground palace shaking to collapse. Finally, Shu Kuo gave up and turned to leave. All of a sudden, his steps stopped again, he suddenly turned around and looked, and the cracking sound in his ears became clearer. In the distance ahead, the ancient statue, inch by inch cracked, a vague shadow came out of it, fluttered its wings and raised its head. It's cold“ Damn, did you come out? This time, I made the wrong bet. " With a sigh, shukuo clenched his teeth and took another step. But also at this moment, his eyes contracted again. With the collapse of the statue, the figure standing on the stone platform of the base also moved, swept back and looked up at the reappearance of the giant eagle. The next moment, the sword at the waist came out of its sheath“ You Huang Ying Diao, this time, I will destroy you both in form and spirit