"Is it the passage? It turns out that you can open the passage to the tomb chamber?"

"origin!"

"Damn, this is the answer again, leave quickly." Luo Yang found that the team had arrived. After a crazy fight, the people who have been left to this day are definitely masters among the masters, or have obtained the treasure to arm themselves.

Long Loli Ying'er nodded and led Luo Yang to the passage. Each time she moved more than ten kilometers, she saw the ancient star sword energy sweeping around, as if she had returned to the endless sea of ​​swords.

"What a strong ancient star sword energy." Even if you are in the passage and protected by mysterious waves, you can still feel the terrible sword energy surrounding the passage. It is the embodiment of all sword intents from ancient times to the present, huge, boundless, and vast.

Before we could feel the details, the two had already arrived at a floating platform.

The platform is square, made of white jade, and is a hundred meters long and wide. As soon as your feet step on, a beam of bright light rose from the center of the platform.

"No, right? How is that possible?" Luo Yang was stunned.

This pillar of light is like a ladder, leading to ancient stars. I have never heard of anyone who can climb up to ancient stars, because it is just a microcosm of the sword intent, and it is a more illusory place than the sea of ​​artistic conception.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh..."

The sound of breaking through the air came from behind. It seemed that the people were chasing each other and had entered the passage and were about to arrive.

"Let's go!" Luo Yang flew over to step onto the pillar of light, feeling that his vision had expanded, the universe seemed to have become a plane, and all the stars were at the same height as him, and his perception power was magnified, as if he could touch countless planets with his hand.

This feeling just flashed and soon disappeared, because the two had already left the light column and entered a darkness.

In this darkness, there is only a little light.

It was a cracked statue. Many places have fallen and damaged, mottled and cannot see the original appearance. The light comes from the forehead of the statue, and you can vaguely recognize the mark like the word "shaved".

Ying Er looked up and put her hands on her chest and prayed: "The Lord of Space is Long Bart, look at the glory of your past, immerse yourself in your legend, praise you, and praise you..."

Luo Yang was stunned and a voice came from his mind: "Pray! Pay attention!"

Since Sister Long asked so, and the nice voice seemed to reach the heart, Luo Yang didn't mind accompanying Sister Long to do what she liked to do.

"The Lord of the Space-based God, Longbat, pays homage to the glory of your past, immerse yourself in your legend, praises you, and praises you..."

The latter is not a common word, but a very twisted string of ancient dragon words. For Luo Yang, retelling is not a problem. Who said that baby Ying'er likes it? You should always spend some thoughts on coaxing girls.

Just as the two were reciting the prayer together, a figure suddenly rose behind them, and they waved their sharp blades to fight towards Luo Yang.

"I'll go, your uncle, it's that talisman emperor again, how can you always escape my perception?" Luo Yang shouted in his heart. Before he could take defensive measures, he saw a faint light shattered on the forehead of the statue in front of him.

"boom……"

It seemed that the mark of the word "shaved" swayed slightly, and then Emisia's Talisman Emperor was horrified to find that his consciousness was floating outward.

"Oh my God! It's scary!" Luo Yang noticed this scene and quickly recited the prayer with Ying Er. Don't you understand? Even if Longbat has fallen for many years, he is not an existence that can be offended by the emperor-level existence. If you wantonly act here, you will be beaten and killed, and you don't even have room to fight back, and you will directly eliminate your consciousness.

"My words cannot express attachment and admiration, but God's glory exists in my longing. May the Lord rest in peace!" Ying Er finished her prayer solemnly, and the part that was restored to the common language later was more like an eulogy.

Luo Yang followed and recited it. When he looked up, he found that the statue of the god had disappeared, and replaced it with an ancient and desolate world.

The earth is gray-black, the sky is gray-white, and the whole world seems to be full of endless despair and death. Looking around, there is not even a stone. The sky and the earth are like parallel lines, spreading flatly without any ups and downs. It makes people crazy after watching for a long time.

“Where is this place?”

Luo Yang couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling that this place had a great impact on his soul. But when he closed his eyes, his mind still showed a flat gray-black earth and an endless gray-white sky, as if this desolate world had been imprinted in his heart for countless generations./p>

"Wind, the Kingdom of God, the Fall!" Long Loli said in a very concise way. As for the content outside the literals, Luo Yang needs to make up for it himself.

"Let me guess, this is the Kingdom of God of Longbat. Because of the fall of the gods, it fell between the divine realm and the sea of ​​artistic conception, and floated with the ancient stars."

Ying Er nodded, but shook her head again, looked into the distance and said, "Broken, reorganized."

"Ah! Dear, are you playing a puzzle game with me?" Luo Yang patted his forehead. For more than ten days, Sister Long has always jumped out in two words, and rarely said a complete sentence. When he was reciting the prayer just now, he thought that this situation could be greatly improved! The result was still the same.

At this moment, someone yelled wildly: "Little thief, you are here, come here."

Dozens of figures flew over, and they were so jealous of enemies when they met. They wanted to dismember Luo Yang and eat his flesh and drink his blood.

However, imprints that look like the word "shaved" are everywhere, and countless pairs of eyes seem to be opened between heaven and earth, and the pupils are such imprints.

"What the hell?" It was too late for these people to escape. They felt a breeze blowing through their hearts, and then their consciousness began to drift rapidly.

Except for Luo Yang and Ying Er, all the visitors disappeared, leaving behind holy soldiers and holy objects.

"Oh? Four magic weapons were successfully recycled! Thank you so much for this world." Luo Yang waved his hand and put away the spoils on the ground, and Ying Er walked forward without even taking a look.

"Hey, wait for me!" Luo Yang walked forward quickly. He was about to check the attributes of the divine weapon, but he didn't expect Ying'er to be so fast. After a few steps, he walked to the end of his vision. So he hurriedly gave up his hobby of appreciating spoils and chased after him.

The two were in the gray world without any reference. Luo Yang was worried that if he continued like this, he would be lost sooner or later. Even if he used the divine light to force his memory of direction and footsteps, he might not be able to return to his original place.

About half an hour passed, a sudden fluctuation occurred, and Luo Yang looked up.

More than twenty figures fell from the air. These people were obviously pursuers, but they were more careful than the people in front of them and joined forces to establish defensive barriers. There were even holy figures, wearing a pair of divine armor and holding divine weapons in their hands.
Chapter completed!