When the system is flooded

Click!Click!

Before the two flesh-winged monsters had time to react, their souls were crushed and died instantly!

"I thought you would keep them, can't you control others?" Li Qianluo asked doubtfully.

Xiang Beifei said solemnly, "I can't control them."

"Can't control it?"

"It's probably because of the ancestor artifact." Xiang Beifei said.

Li Qianluo suddenly realized: "Yes, it is possible! It is very likely that Li Tianlance has controlled the way of heaven similar to the ability to control."

The Litian Spear is an ancestral artifact, and the ancestral artifact controls various ways of heaven.If it is said that Li Tianmao controls some kind of "absolute secrecy" or "absolute control" of the way of heaven, which is similar to being regarded as a standard, and acts on Feiwen and Guilu, then it is impossible for Xiang Beifei to be in this way of heaven. against it.

This is the power of ancestors!

Xiang Beifei's cultivation base is currently only at the late stage of Taoism, and he can't fully display the power of the ancestor weapon. In this aspect of control, he is definitely not as good as Li Tianspear, especially in other people's territory.

"However, we can at least be sure that the range of action of the Litian Spear may only be in this area, not all the elders of the Dao Palace." Xiao Hei said.

This is true, because Ge Hengzi can be controlled by Xiang Beifei.

"Then what should we do now?" Li Qianluo asked.

Xiang Beifei looked at the two dead flesh-winged monsters lying on the ground, and said, "Pretend to be them."

Chapter 766 Strings

It is not difficult to pretend to be Feiwen and Guilu. Xiang Beifei's transformation ability is quite strong. He can not only disguise himself, but also help Li Qianluo change his appearance.

If it was outside, he could directly change his Dao Embryo to the Dao Embryo of the Moon God Clan, but on the side of the Ancestral Artifact, he couldn't do anything casually, he had to rely on Yin-Yang Origin Qi to imitate the breath of the other party.

"I have to say that the appearance of this race still looks very good, with one-third of the handsomeness and beauty of the two of us!"

Li Qianluo wandered around, looking at his body.

Xiang Beifei couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Hei said: "It's not like you haven't seen the true colors of these flesh-winged monsters."

The Moon God Clan looks holy, but once they show their murderous intentions, they will turn into ugly monsters. Erha, who has big meaty wings behind him, has always wanted to roast and eat them.

Xiang Beifei opened his mouth and said, "You have to learn their behavior and habits, so don't reveal your secrets."

"I know."

Li Qianluo patted the twelve-winged wings behind him solemnly, the flying feathers were faint, and the fairy air was floating, very similar to that.

"According to what the two guys said just now, this place is specially used for rest and will not be discovered. That is to say, this place should be a blind spot for perception. I have to make sure."

Xiang Beifei walked to the fence outside, leaned out and looked outside.

The strange thing is that when looking down from this place, it is still a hazy land of immortals, with the eaves of pavilions and pavilions looming, and the blood-soiled hill that is suppressed like hell below can not be seen at all.

He raised his head and looked at the void outside Sheyin City, where two masters were fighting fiercely.

This place looks very high, and it seems to be a sentry post. Feiwen and Guilu obviously often come here to be lazy, and they won't be discovered by the elders, which shows that this location is tricky, but it can be regarded as a safe point.

"If there is danger, remember to run this way." Xiang Beifei said.

"it is good."

They checked again and again, and then went down, and returned to the bloody hills that looked like a hell on earth, and turned back to mark the location so as not to get lost.

The bloody soil hills are tens of meters high and three to four meters short. Every time I walk two steps, I can feel the low groans of those black logs.

Xiao Hei turned into a little white dog and squatted on Xiang Beifei's shoulder, looked around, and asked, "Do you think there may be something buried in this soil? It always feels like someone is calling inside."

"Indeed, let's wait and see, Xiao Li, be on your guard," Xiang Beifei said.

"Be careful." Li Qianluo took two steps forward, looking around vigilantly.

Xiang Beifei stopped next to a pile of bloody soil, pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pick up the bloody soil. There seemed to be no abnormality. The bloody soil here was purely as if the soil had been splashed red with blood.

He dug again, and suddenly, with a "crash", a severed hand jumped out of the soil and grabbed Xiang Beifei's wrist!

"What the hell?"

Xiang Beifei frowned.

Today, he has never seen any big storms, and a severed hand can't scare him.

He was not in a hurry to shake off the severed hand, but looked at it carefully. It was in the shape of a human palm, but it was hard to say whether it belonged to a human race, but it seemed to be severed from the wrist by someone, and the wound was very serious. Smooth, at this moment the severed hand was tightly grasping Xiang Beifei's wrist, with great strength.

But when he was observing, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, as if water had bitten his skin.

"This is unbearable."

He knocked on the hand, grabbed the middle finger of the hand, easily tore off the severed hand, and then used the sudden stop to set the hand in mid-air.

But it was obvious that this hand was still struggling and wanted to get rid of Xiang Beifei's control. Xiang Beifei raised this hand in front of his eyes, looked carefully, and was surprised to find that there was a mouth in the palm of this hand, which was still open. Has a pair of blue eyes.

"You bastards of the Dao Palace, you will die!" A deep roar came from the mouth of the severed hand.

Xiang Beifei was stunned for a moment, and said, "What kind of race is this? Big hand monster?"

Li Qianluo looked at the severed hand carefully, then stretched out his finger to poke the other's finger, and said, "I don't really remember, when I think about it, it seems to be a meristem!"

"What kind of race is the Meristan?" Xiang Beifei knew about many races in the Yajiao airspace, but he had never heard of this one.

"It is a race that has disappeared for a long time. This race is very special, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. Look, it can concentrate all its vitality on a hand, a head, or an ear. In short, as long as the body is not completely destroyed, it will remain Then a small piece of meat, they can survive on this piece of tissue."

Li Qianluo explained, and after a while, she said with doubts: "This race is still very special. After cultivating to the immortal state, even if the soul is torn, as long as there are fragments of the soul, it can still survive. But I remember that it seems to be extinct. gone."

"Bah! You bastards, destroy my race, and I will make you pay in blood!" The severed hand roared angrily.

But without waiting for Xiang Beifei to say anything more, a red light suddenly emanated from the bloody soil below, and landed on the broken hand!

Whoa!

The severed hand was pulled away at once.

"Ah, you wait for me! I hate it! Why did you believe in Houtu, a thief!"

The severed hand let out a painful wail, and was dragged down by the constant force of the red glow, and was dragged back into the bloody soil, and the bloody soil that Xiang Beifei turned over just now covered it back again. The yelling also disappeared.

What an odd place.

"Look at something else."

Xiang Beifei continued to dig into the next pile of bloody soil, and this time he found a piece of blue bone. This piece of blue bone was crystal clear, like a gemstone, and looked quite beautiful.

The strange thing is that this blue bone can move, shaking weakly, not as active as the severed hand just now, and it doesn't speak, but it doesn't know what race it is.

"Maybe this is the Bone Dao Clan? There is a race that specializes in cultivating bones. Their bones are the most powerful weapon. They combine offense and defense. An ancient and powerful race that has disappeared for a long time." Li Qianluo said.

Xiang Beifei frowned. He continued to dig forward, dug several bone piles in a row, and found all kinds of strange and strange limbs and fragments, which seemed to be from different races.

And they are all races that have been extinct for a long time!

He is not a native of the Yajiao airspace, so he doesn't know the origin of these races. Li Qianluo knows a lot, but there are some that she can't recognize.

The more Xiang Beifei dug, the more dignified his expression became.

Xiao Hei asked, "Isn't there only one race buried in every mound here?"

"Why did the Daoist Palace arrest so many races?" Li Qianluo asked puzzled.

"It should be, how did they imprison so many extinct races?"

Most of the races seem to be bound by the breath here, and there is no way to escape. It seems that there is a strange force that restricts them, traps them here forever, and hangs their last breath. They cannot die, but they can also escape. stay home.

This is not the first time Xiang Beifei has seen this kind of scene, and it was the same when he was in Hell Island in Huangquan last time.

Countless races were captured to the Hell Island of Huangquan, and their bodies were covered with black trees. At that time, the Eternal Night Demon King used the bodies of those races as nourishment to support the black trees. Could it be the same situation here?

Could it be that the Dao Palace is really just to cultivate this kind of black wood to become the orthodox blood of the Jumang tribe, replacing the blood of Erha?

But it doesn't look like it, because the soil here is completely different from that of Huangquan Hell Island, and there seems to be a bunch of weird formations intertwined below it, all the way to the other side.

Xiang Beifei pressed his hand on the ground, and the spiritual power spread out along his palm, and soon he discovered that there was indeed a vast and simple atmosphere surrounding each mound of soil, reaching far away.

"Go this way."

Xiang Beifei gradually figured out the flow of this formation in his heart, and all the auras buried in the blood soil pointed in one direction, as if they had drawn their power to supply something.

He had to find out.

After bypassing dozens of mounds, suddenly the flow of the formation below spread apart, forming two paths.

"The two sides are separated, fortune teller, which way to go?" Xiang Beifei turned his head to look at Li Qianluo.

"Oh yes, let me see."

A white glow appeared in Li Qianluo's palm, and it quickly split into two beams, one on the left and one on the right, disappearing at the end.

After a while, the two rays of light returned to her hands again, and Li Qianluo helplessly spread her hands: "My divination shows that the risks on both sides are the same—both are dangerous!"

Xiao Hei made a decision: "Choose whoever the little rooster clicks! Left!"

Xiang Beifei had no other choice, so he simply walked to the left. They walked around a distance of several hundred meters. At this moment, the sharp-eyed Xiao Hei suddenly said in surprise, "Look, what is that!"

In front of him was an extremely tall hill made up of bloody soil. The hill was in the shape of a cone. In the midair of this cone, a special guqin emerged.

This guqin is no more than one meter long, and the whole body is made of unknown materials. It looks like slate, and it looks like wood. If you look closely, it seems to be copper and iron, so you can't be sure.

The most peculiar thing is that there are four strings on this guqin. These four strings are not the same as ordinary strings. It can be said that they are completely different, because they are floating like gas, and they look very Weak.

The power below the blood soil poured into the guqin continuously, and the guqin exuded a strange aura, vibrating and blending into the sky.

"Ancestral Artifact!" Li Qianluo said in surprise.

"There is actually an ancestral artifact here! I remember Ge Hengzi said that the Taoist Palace used the three ancestral artifacts of the Litian Spear, the Five-stringed Qin, and the Huo Qijing to suppress the root of the human race. Could this be the five-stringed piano?" Xiang Beifei said .

Xiao Hei stretched out his little paws and counted: "One, two, three, four... No, there are only four strings. Why is it called a banjo?"

"Is there another string broken?" Li Qianluo guessed.

Xiang Beifei stared at the string, frowning.

After a while, he suddenly showed a surprised look: "How could it be?"

"What's wrong?" Li Qianluo asked.

"The five-stringed harp, the missing string, seems to be right here with me?" Xiang Beifei said uncertainly.

"Huh? Are you sure?" Li Qianluo asked in surprise.

Xiang Beifei nodded slightly. This was just a vague feeling that he had a special connection with this Guqin, and this connection came from an ability he got from the Juling Book.

【Xu Su: Shenxian】

The stars of the later days of immortality.

After he untied the zisu, he got a strange string. At that time, he didn't know what this string meant. At that time, Erha still muttered that since they were all called Shenxian, they would definitely be invincible, so he took the piano The string splits into the air.

As a result, the so-called "divine string" broke directly.

Shenxian didn't have any sharpness at all, but Shenxian was restored later, but it was still very fragile, and Xiang Beifei didn't figure out the ability of this string, so he kept throwing it into the Juling Book to eat dirt.

But only now did he realize that the divine string seemed to be the broken string of the guqin in front of him!

"Where did you get it?" Li Qianluo asked.

"It's a long story." Xiang Beifei shook his head.

Li Qianluo turned his head to look at the guqin again, and suddenly said: "Then the situation is obvious, this ancestor of the guqin should be incomplete, that is to say, it is also an incomplete ancestor!"

Xiang Beifei nodded slightly: "The formation of the blood soil seems to extract the power of those races and supply it to this guqin. Maybe it is to try to make this guqin work?"

It's not that the ancestral artifact can't be used if it's incomplete, it can still display its ability. Xiang Beifei is very clear about this. It can be seen from the five stones that he can usually turn a person into a Muggle with two bricks.

Back then, the old giant spirit had told Xiang Beifei that there was a world of difference between the bricks in the hands of Taoist Qingde and those in the hands of Xiang Beifei. At that time, Taoist Qingde didn't seem to have collected all five bricks But he can cast it.

That is to say, a Taoist palace with a master of the ancestral Taoist realm can also exert the power of the banjo.

Li Qianluo asked: "Would you like to try to take out your strings and re-string this one? Hmm...continue the strings?"

"No, this is an ancestral artifact. If you take it out, it might disturb the complete Litian Spear." Xiang Beifei said.

Just now he took out the incomplete Wufeng sword, which disturbed the Litian spear in the distance, then the divine string in his hand is also a fragment of the ancestor artifact, and it may be even worse here.

"That's true." Li Qianluo nodded.

Xiang Beifei originally planned to climb up to see the specific condition of the banjo before making a decision, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind them.