Chapter 664

Song Chengbo, Bian Shiyan, and Qi Qiubing seemed to be here for a very important matter. Now that he heard Ning Cheng say this, he didn't want to have a conflict with Bian Shiyan over Ning Cheng's affairs, so he simply said, " If that's the case, then let's go first, Ning Daoyou, be careful yourself. Remember that you can't use your divine sense in the Fallen Star Temple, and your cultivation will be greatly reduced by the rules."

After Song Chengbo finished speaking, he walked between the two giant pillars without saying hello to Bian Shiyan. Obviously, he was slightly dissatisfied with Bian Shiyan's words. Seeing Song Chengbo go in, Bian Shiyan and Qi Qiubing also went in. From beginning to end, Qi Qiubing didn't say a word.

Ning Cheng did not immediately follow, but prepared some things that might be used and put them on his waist. Song Chengbo said that after entering, his spiritual sense would not be used, and his cultivation would also be suppressed, which made Ning Cheng very grateful to Song Chengbo.

If he can't even use the storage ring after he goes in, what if he needs medicine pills and magic weapons? Because he couldn't use his divine sense, the magic weapon Ning Cheng took out was the Nirvana spear. If there is no consciousness, the effect of the Nirvana gun is definitely stronger than the ordinary magic weapon.

After everything was ready, Ning Cheng passed through the two pillars and entered the Fallen Star Temple.

As soon as Ning Cheng came in, a violent storm swept over. Ning Cheng simply

If you don't stand firm, you will be swept away by this knife-like storm. Countless gravel hit him, causing pain. And when he looked back at this time, where were there two giant pillars behind? This means that even if he wants to go back now, it is impossible.

As expected, his divine sense could not be used. Even if Ning Cheng was in the sea of ​​​​starry sky, he would still be unable to use his divine sense in this place. He could only barely stabilize his body and fell.

Only then did he have a chance to look at the surrounding scene. The surrounding area was full of gray, all of which were Gobi Desert-like rubble and undulating stone parcels. The whistling wind rolled over the boundless gravel and gravel packs, rolling the gravel up and whistling past.

These rubble hit Ning Cheng from time to time. If Ning Cheng wasn't a body-refining cultivator after Nirvana, this kind of rubble swept up by the wind would have injured him. Fortunately, these gusts are not space storms, there is no space factor in them, just gusts. Occasionally, one or two huge stones came flying, but they were blocked by Ning Cheng with his Nirvana spear.

Ning Cheng took a few steps forward, completely missing the north, south, east, and west. After entering here, it was as if he had entered a large desert. But the sand here is not fine sand, but gravel.

Since entering Yixing Continent, Ning Cheng has experienced countless crises. Strictly speaking, the gust of wind in this gravel desert is really nothing. When he entered the wasteland of time, he also experienced the situation where his consciousness was suppressed in the sea of ​​twilight. But later, relying on himself, the consciousness can still be slowly stretched out, relying on his starry sky sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, Ning Cheng cautiously walked forward while constantly stretching his consciousness.

Ning Cheng's efforts were not in vain. One day later, he finally stretched out part of his spiritual consciousness. From the first foot, slowly to a zhang. On the tenth day, his consciousness could extend to about ten feet, and at this time, the surrounding storm gradually became smaller.

He seemed to have reached the edge of the gravel desert, and just as Ning Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, his divine sense swept to an incomparably fast space blade. In a hurry, Ning Cheng could only fall on his back, and the blade light brushed past his chest.

Ning Cheng was stunned in a cold sweat. If his consciousness couldn't be released, he wouldn't be able to split him in half, so he probably wouldn't feel good. This is still the case with his Nirvana gun in his hand, otherwise it is even more dangerous. Sure enough, as Song Chengbo said, there are crises everywhere. After entering, you must be prepared to fall at any time.

He didn't encounter danger before because he was still on the periphery. After entering the inside, there was a sudden space wind blade. This is the first one, there must be more to come.

He was almost split in half by the space wind blade, but the Maha Tianyuan fruit he wanted didn't even have a shadow. In Ning Cheng's view, it was absolutely impossible to grow spirit grass in this boundless gravel desert.

If Song Chengbo didn't lie to him, then he was going in the wrong direction. It was a pity that Ning Cheng didn't have a map of the Fallen Star Temple, so the only thing he could do was to keep moving forward.

The storm that swept the gravel was gone, and the abrupt space wind blades were even denser. This kind of space wind blade disappeared without a trace, without any signs. For the monks with consciousness, the threat is not too big. But for cultivators whose consciousness cannot be released, this threat is a constant threat to life.

Ning Cheng's consciousness could already be spread out by about ten feet, but he was still very careful. A consciousness of about ten feet is not a safe distance.

After walking for dozens of miles, the gravel Gobi Desert was still underfoot, but the storm had completely disappeared. Statues fell on the gravel beach one after another, and occasionally some half-pillars were erected between these broken statues, looking desolate and desolate.

At this moment, a shrill scream came. In this open and unobstructed place, Ning Cheng could hear it clearly, the scream was loose.

When something happened to Song Chengbo, Ning Cheng became even more vigilant. He shifted his direction slightly, and went in the direction of Song Chengbo's scream. He wouldn't mind helping Song Chengbo if he could.

After half a stick of incense, Ning Cheng stopped, looking at the statue in front of him, his heart shivered with chills. In front of him was a statue that had lost half of its face. It was slanted on the ground, with no legs and only one arm.

It stands to reason that Ning Cheng had seen too many statues of this kind, so there was no need for him to get cold. It wasn't the statue that made Ning Cheng chill, but the statue's hand.

The statue's hands were dripping with blood, and a rag was hanging from its fingers. It had only been a few days since Ning Cheng and Song Chengbo were separated, and he could see at a glance that this piece of rag belonged to Song Chengbo. It is certain that Song Chengbo screamed just now because the statue in front of him caught him.

It's a little weird that a clay statue actually grabs a powerhouse like Song Chengbo and hurts Song Chengbo.

Ning Cheng's consciousness passed through this clay statue, and he quickly felt that something was wrong. This statue is indeed made of clay, but there are clay blood vessels, clay bones, and even a clay heart in the body of this statue.

Ning Cheng entered the starry sky to practice, his nerves were already extremely tough, and this clay statue still made his scalp tingle. As an array mage and refiner, he can't make puppets, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to make puppets.

This statue is not a puppet, absolutely not. On this statue, he did not see any depiction of the formation, nor did he see any traces of refining.

Thinking of this strange scene, Ning Cheng was about to take a step back when his surroundings suddenly froze. Immediately, the space he was in seemed to no longer belong to him, and the space suddenly sank, and then he approached the palm of the statue, which was still covered in blood, without limit.

"The law of space..." Ning Cheng cried out in shock, this was the tendency to rip him apart.

In the panic, Ning Cheng couldn't care about anything else, and the Nirvana gun in his hand smashed into the palm of his hand. His most powerful supernatural power, sunset and dusk.

The collapsed space stopped in an instant, the palm of the statue finally did not pass through Ning Cheng's chest, and Ning Cheng's nirvana spear slammed into the palm of the statue during this pause.

"Bang..." A dull symphony sounded, and Ning Cheng was blasted away by the powerful backlash force.

Seeing that he was about to collide with another statue, the Nirvana spear in Ning Cheng's hand turned around and swept it again. With another crash, Ning Cheng barely landed on the gravel ground.

Ning Cheng clenched the Nirvana spear in his hand, terrified in his heart. Just now, the clay sculpture compressed the space to make him approach, not the space law, but just like his supernatural power, he used the supernatural power to simulate the space supernatural power. If it is really a space supernatural power, his momentary sunset and dusk will not be able to reverse the trend.

What shocked Ning Cheng was not the simulated spatial supernatural power, but the palm of this clay sculpture. His nirvana spear and the palm of the clay sculpture slammed together, making Ning Cheng clearly feel that this is not a clay sculpture, but a flesh body, which means that these clay sculptures look like statues, but in fact they have flesh bodies just like people.

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