Chapter 448: Sweeping the Ruins of the Witch Altar

call out!
Taking advantage of this moment, Zhang Yang waved his sleeve robes, rolled up the two mechanical cymbals, and glared into the enchantment. /.
The scenery in front of me changed, and the dim space was a barren land. Cyan stones and strong winds can be seen everywhere.
Here, it turned out to be a small thousand world.
Zhang Yang tried it out, and Shen Shen easily explored within a radius of thousands of miles and was not hindered.
However, within this range, the scenery is a barren land, which is very monotonous.
Knowing the surrounding situation, Zhang Yang could not help calming down.
"Looking at the scenery here, it's a bit similar to the witch altar where the two of them are located, and I don't know if there will be two incarnations of the elder brother Fuji?
Zhang Yang laughed bitterly, then shook her head.
This is simply impossible.
If there are two other avatars, the two will never say it in advance.
Although the avatars of the two were dissipated quickly, there was still time to explain the aftermath. With the importance they attach to Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang believes that if there is any useful information, he will never hide it.
Zhang Yang is just holding a trial and error mentality. For him, wherever there may be a witch ancestral temple, it is generally a dangerous place, just for trial.
call out!
As soon as the golden wings were displayed, Zhang Yang flew towards the depths of Fang Xiaoqian.
The undulating ground receded sharply. In this strange environment, Zhang Yang didn't dare to speed up to the extreme, but. The speed is not to be underestimated.
Compared to the first Wumanzu temple, the barren land here is not restricted by air. However, the scope is obviously much broader.
Zhang Yang flew for a long time, the scenery in front of him was changed, and a dry river surrounding him ran across.
At the other end of the river, as a rule, there are bones on the ground.
Zhang Yang's eyes brightened. This situation is so familiar.
Hula!
As Zhang Yang flew over the bones, some bones collided, slowly creeping, forming skeleton monsters.
Overlooking from a height. The entire land was densely packed, with little green lanterns shining everywhere.
However, without the air ban, Zhang Yang is high above them, but those skeleton monsters are obviously not capable of flying, and can only make a few long beeps after the combination is successful. Yao Yao chased in the direction of Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang intentionally slowed down and let the skeleton monsters behind to catch up. More and more gather on the ground. //
Then, Zhang Yang flipped his palm, and Wan Yao sacrifice it. Shake it hard.
call--
Bursts of wind wrapped around. In the thick black mist, all ghosts were looming, each with a grimace and a grin.
In the howl of the ghost crying wolf, these ghosts saw the green light mass on the ground. They were all very excited and rushed up.
嗷
Woo--
There was no need for Zhang Yang to take the shot. Those powerful ghosts in Wan Demon pulled the green light groups out, opened their mouths, bitten their sharp teeth, and swallowed those green light groups.
And with the green light group's belly, the breath of ghosts is obviously skyrocketing.
Among the souls, Zhang Yang has collected tens of thousands of ghosts in the 10,000 monsters. However, those ghosts that were subjugated were not sacrificed to the strongest.
Now devoured, the breath of ghosts strengthened again.
However, the potential of Wan Yaoyu's advanced is not great.
As the strength of the ghost swallowed up the green light regiment, Zhang Yang was clearly able to feel the murmur of the soul wood sparrow Spirit Wood Core, a scepter of Wan Yao.
As the host, Zhang Yang knows that this means that the capacity of Guling wood core has reached its limit.
"Oh! It's a pity! Sure enough, it has reached the limit, not even the level of the fairy."
Zhang Yang's mouth rang, and he turned his hands to put away the 10,000 enchanters.
At the same time, I knew in my heart that if Wan Yaoyu could not make qualitative progress, I'm afraid it would be difficult to fight side by side in the future.
Continue flying.
Soon, the wreckage of a building in front reflected in the sea, and Zhang Yang's heart sank first.
Obviously, it has been destroyed here.
Oh!
Zhang Yang's feet gently fell on a top wall.
Looking down, but seeing thousands of miles above the ground, all are broken. Moreover, these ruins are all connected together.
Collapsed walls, debris piled up, just like hills.
There are even more broken walls, hundreds of feet high.
From this, you can imagine how long ago there was a great hall here.
And all this has disappeared into the dust of history.
In these circumstances, Zhang Yang knew that he was probably running for nothing. However, I didn't want to give up on this. Under the search of the gods' knowledge, I soon made this and the inspection below the ground clear.
There are no surviving formations, no conscious barriers, and everything goes smoothly-except that the result is nothing.
Huh!
Body flickered, Zhang Yang came to the innermost end of the hall.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, the mana surged, and under the thick black whirlwind, the surrounding rocks were thrown away, revealing a broken platform below.
Vaguely, it seems that the messy engraving traces in front of the platform can be seen, which are obviously traces of matrix formations.
call!
Zhang Yangshu breathed a sigh of relief.
Nothing was found, but Zhang Yang was not worried.
After all, if you walk in the cultivation world, you will encounter several mysterious gray irons. You know, these were supposed to be enshrined in the Witch Altar.
Since those mysterious gray irons can appear to the outside world, it means that there must be some damage in the Witch Altar.
Zhang Yang's mind is strong, and there is nothing to be disappointed.
Since nothing was found, there was no further delay. The golden wings fluttered, the figure flickered, and he flew towards the distance.
It took several hours. Walk around here and make sure there is no value before returning to the entrance. The old technique was repeated, and the big cut operation was carried out again, and a cut was made in the enchantment, and the figure flashed out.
Next, the zombie Zhang Yang's target of action is all places where there may be witch relics.
The location of the witch altar is relatively secretive, but at this time Zhang Yang, Jiuying, and Fucang have stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and need to integrate all aspects of materials. It's easy to find some places where the Wumanzu Temple may exist.
In particular, the demon race has always been active in the depths of 100,000 mountains. The Wumanzu Temple has been passed down from ancient times to the present. Even if the formation method is more sophisticated, there are always omissions and exposures.
Zhang Yang swept through hundreds of target locations, including dozens of relics of the witch altar, but all found nothing.
Thus. Even though Zhang Yang's heart was calm, he was still a little depressed.
The ruins of more than a dozen witch altars were lost. That means there are more than a dozen mysterious gray irons left outside. This has become clueless, and it is extremely difficult to find.
Zhang Yang even suspected that some would be buried as treasures. That would mean that every day should not be, or that the earth is not working.
With a bitter smile, Zhang Yang could only continue to go to the next ruin, which may be the witch altar.
...
Boom!
The zombie Zhang Yang kicked his feet the ground, and the whole person almost emptied into the sky, piercing the sky like a shell.
Boom!
When landing again. Already hundreds of miles away, with your feet falling to the ground and the force of gravity, you will step out of a deep pit on the hard ground, and the dust will splash.
"This air ban is really troublesome."
Zhang Yang muttered.
Some of these shamanic altars are forbidden to air and banned, while others are not.
Zhang Yang has searched for the reason, and tried to find some matrix formations in the shamanic relics with air restrictions. As a result, nothing was found.
The witch relics explored this time were restricted by air and consciousness. In this way, Zhang Yang not only couldn't fly, but even limited his consciousness.
Fortunately, with Zhang Yang's strength, even if he couldn't fly, the speed was very fast.
Not long after, a dry river ran across in front of it. On the other side of the river, there were white bones on the ground.
Zhang Yang didn't hesitate anymore.
Zhang Yang is not afraid of those skeleton monsters, but once in the ocean of skeleton monsters, it is a very annoying thing.
Click!
Zhang Yang's feet fell heavily on the ground, and the white bone under his feet was directly crushed into debris.
"Ok?"
Zhang Yang was surprised.
It was expected that the scene of rolling bones around the bones did not appear, and there was no green light cluster around.
Those dead bones were just lying on the ground, a thick layer, white and white.
"How is this going?"
Zhang Yang was in a stature, stretched out and kicked the bones.
"Why is there no green light group?"
"Why don't these skeleton monsters stand up?"
Zhang Yang muttered.
Zhang Yang didn't like this unusual change.
After a little thought, his body flickered, and he continued to move forward.
Click!
Click!
Every time Zhang Yang's feet landed, it was the chilling sound of stepping on broken bones. The whole world is extremely silent, only this monotonous voice.
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Gao didn't know how many feet, the tall temple pierced the sky.
"The complete palace?"
Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and for the first time, hope ignited.
However, with the approach, a warning signal in Zhang Yang's heart rose and became more and more intense. It seemed that there was something extremely dangerous being staring at himself.
Click!
Zhang Yang's feet stagnated and stood on the ground.
Green eyes flickered in his eyes, Qing Lingmu opened with all his strength, and looked towards the distance.
The towering palaces made of white bones, with huge bones, look very imposing, but nothing else.
Although he didn't find anything, Zhang Yang believed that his intuition would never be wrong. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)