The strong wind seemed to be wailing.

Under the impact of dispersed energy, sandstorms swept across.

The sky was filled with dark colors, as if it was in chaos.

Looking out, my vision was only three or five feet apart, and then I blurred it outwards.

Du Wenxing's limbs were tightly slapped in the sand to avoid being blown away by the strong wind. Bei Ming turned into hard armor to wrap his whole body.

This is very necessary.

With the terrifying power of rotation, the black sand flying around was like extremely tiny sharp blades, showing amazing lethality.

Like a tornado, or like a mudslide erosion...

In just a moment, the black hard armor transformed by Beiming endured no less than ten million attacks, with the surface covered with scratches of varying degrees and on the verge of collapse at all times.

"It's a big loss, it's a big loss this time..."

In Du Wenxing's heart, Bei Ming's nagging kept chattering.

"Shut up, guagua, if there is something good this time, I'll ask you to pick one first, guaguagua, guaguagua."

Du Wenxing couldn't help but scold him.

Then, a mouthful of sand was poured on.

I don’t know how long it took, but in a flash, and for several hours, the sandstorm finally couldn’t stop.

While it dissipated, Du Wenxing's body jumped out from under a small pile of sand.

As soon as he landed, Du Wenxing looked around and confirmed that there was no danger, he spat out a mouthful of sand, "Okay, now you can go in, gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua

"Don't forget, let me choose what you promised." Bei Ming reminded.

"An, An, Gua, can I lie to you?" Du Wenxing waved his claws.

When you enter the palace gate, the scene in front of you suddenly changed.

Originally, from outside, this palace community was shrouded in gray light, except for the gate.

This is also the reason why Du Wenxing chose to walk through the gate instead of climbing over the wall from other locations.

This kind of place must be protected by formations.

Although it has been thousands of years, Du Wenxing still doesn't want to try the power of the palace guarding formation.

After entering the hall, the gray light "disappeared", or it should be that it could not be seen by the eyes.

In front of you are a large area of ​​ruins and desolate palace ruins.

But it is not caused by external forces, but the ruthless years of mercy and the baptism of thousands of years of wind and frost are dressed up in front of you like an old woman with a charm, with a graceful and haggard temperament.

The palace where we are now located, except for the rear gate, has collapsed on both sides, leaving only a lonely road standing alone.

Wherever you look, most of the buildings are just like this hall, and there are even more miserable ones.

Only a palace in the center is still well preserved, standing among piles of broken tiles, rocks and rotten metals, which looks extremely abrupt and eye-catching.

After approaching.

This hall is about a radius of hundreds of feet in size. Although it has experienced vicissitudes, it still shows a bit of exquisite and elegant feeling.

When you walk into the hall, there is a mess on both sides, with a large amount of metal, stone and other things piled up. The difference is that they are all carved into shapes similar to human bodies, including arms, heads, torso and feet, and occasionally, you can even see clothes-like carvings on the complete trunk part.

"Sculpture Guard!"

Du Wenxing took two steps back and heard the guy who was "digged" to death at the gate.

"Don't worry, these are all semi-finished products." Bei Ming's voice sounded, "To be precise, these things should be called puppet mechanisms!"

Semi-finished product?

Du Wenxing looked carefully.

Sure enough, the materials on the ground were scattered and there were almost no one intact.

Only then did he feel relieved to get closer, wanting to see what these so-called puppet mechanisms in ancient times looked like.

He jumped to the ground in front of a broken arm, and his claws had just touched it. He wanted to feel the material, but he tried a little force on his hand and saw that the whole broken arm had turned into powder and scattered all over the floor as if it had weathered.

What a pity!

Du Wenxing glanced and thought that after thousands of years of baptism, he was so unprotected that even the best materials were, he might have lost all his spiritual power, otherwise he would not have been destroyed into such an almost irreparable appearance.

Turn around and leave.

Walk towards the corridor on the left side of the hall.

Passing through a stone door and following this passage, Du Wenxing walked towards the depths of the hall.

There are still mural-like decorations on both sides of the passage and above the dome, but these do not bring any magnificence to the cave at this time.

These murals are mottled and fallen off, and the content is no longer visible. Even if they occasionally have a scale and a half claws, they are still discolored and gray, which only makes them look more desolate.

More than ten meters later, the end of the corridor.

Du Wenxing came to a wider space.

As soon as I stepped into it, a strong wind blew over my head.

Du Wenxing quickly retracted his forelimbs, stood up, Bei Ming turned to his sword and slashed. At the same time, he looked up and saw a bird with a metallic luster all over his body falling back onto the beams of the house gracefully.

"Beiming, this is also a puppet mechanism, gugugugugugu?"

"That's right. I didn't expect this one to be preserved so well. It should be because of the surface carved with some kind of formation protection."

"Guagua, why doesn't it attack me now?"

"Maybe it's because you've retreated?" Bei Ming guessed, "You can try stepping in again?"

Du Wenxing thought for a moment, and felt that Bei Ming's guess was quite reasonable, so he carefully poked out again and gently pressed it on the ground.

Pulala!

A loud airflow sounded, and the metal mechanism bird on the beam swept down, and its sharp claws grabbed Du Wenxing's small "hand".

Du Wenxing quickly retracted his claws.

Sure enough, the metal bird that had lost its target hovered and flew back to the crossbar, with red eyes looking around.

Not weak!

At that moment just now, Du Wenxing did not waste it. He used his spiritual sense to spy on the aura of this bird, which should be much better than himself now.

Bei Ming suddenly spoke, "I have an idea, there is only one bird, hehe..."

After hearing Bei Ming's words, Du Wenxing said intimately: "This guy seems to be getting more and more insidious, and I don't know who I learned from."

(Who else besides you?)

He nodded and said, "Try as you said."

A black tentacle spread rapidly into the hall.

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the mechanical bird, and rushed towards the tentacles quickly, and grabbed the two claws.

But just as it was moving, countless black tentacles extended in from the entrance of the corridor, extending towards all four sides and eight methods.

The mechanic bird was shocked and hovered in the air with its wings. It was at a loss and didn't know which "invader" to catch first.

But it doesn't choose, and the tentacles below won't let it go.

Tentacles bounced up from the ground and whipped the mechanism bird from all directions.

The bird's claws were used everywhere, slapping, and even the bird's beak.

However, there were too many tentacles, and I was entangled in a short while.
Chapter completed!