Chapter 922 (1/2)
The turbulent immortal Qi formed a special field.
It's a large area, and you can't see the end of it at a glance.
”Is this the smell of repression under the fortress of war?” Hou Lei's face is dignified and his palm is covered with gold. He slowly reaches out his hand and tentatively touches the wandering immortal spirit.
”Zizi!”
The sound of corrosion came at once.
For example, on the arm of gold casting, there are even a series of scorched black marks, like willow leaves, which are left behind by the flow of immortal Qi.
”So fierce?”
Hou Lei's scalp is numb. He quickly withdraws his arm and looks at the boss.
”You wait for me here.”
Ye Yusheng put a Shuo in Hou Lei's arms and stepped into the land of immortal spirit.
”Don't...”
Ann didn't have time to stop it.
No one here knew the horror of the place better than she did, but it was too late for her to speak, and her brother had already entered.
”It's OK.”
Calm voice comes out from the immortal air shrouded land, and an'er is relieved.
It's OK.
”Wait for me here. I'll go in and have a look.”
When the voice falls, the immortal spirit rolls and drowns the figure.
Outside a few people look at each other, can only wait here.
……
But at this moment, into the immortal air shrouded in the Ye Yusheng body suddenly lit up the flame.
The flame was not controlled by him at all. It was surging forward like a big wave, tearing apart the immortal spirit.
Just now, he felt the palpitation of the flame in his body and seemed to hate the immortal spirit.
”Hum.”
The fire spread from his feet and turned into a sea of fire.
The sea of fire draws the spirit of immortals and evolves into a shadow.
”This is it.”
The pupils of the remaining leaves contracted.
Is the flame movement in the body just to let him in and see the scene in front of him?
He did not speak, quietly looking at the back.
In the back of the opposite, is a flowing in the sky above the river.
”Xianhe.”
This sentence is not what ye Yusheng said or the back figure said, but the system. Once again, the system took the initiative to say: ”Xianhe is the birthplace of Xianzu, and every Xianqi is an immortal.”
“……”
Shocked.
This news, too amazing.
Actually, there are fairies, protoss, Terrans, demons How big a secret is there in this world?
In his meditation, the figure suddenly raised his hand and pointed out.
”Cut off the river?”
Ye Yusheng exclaimed, this finger he is too familiar with, used countless times.
In front of the image only picture, no sound.
But even so, he can also feel the same breath, that finger shaking heaven and earth.
A finger falls, forcefully will flow the immortal River to cut off.
”Hiss.”
The sound of a cold breath came from his mouth.
He finally understood that when he pointed to the broken River, it was the Xianhe river that broke the foundation of Xianzu and the birthplace of Xianzu.
”Is this the mark hidden in the eight fingers of Jiejiang River, or in the immortal spirit?” Ye Yusheng murmured to himself.
His eyes were fixed on the old age mark in front of him.
That figure, a finger tore open the Xianhe, countless breath startling figures appear, everyone is a famous powerful existence in the Xianzu.
Just the breath flowing from those immortals distorts the void.
The next moment, the killing broke out.
The figure of the back was still, and it was pointed out again.