Chapter 3227 (1/2)
Luo Feng's spirit incarnation, while avoiding the space turbulence and vortex in the chaotic space, is thinking about how to find the puppet door in such a vast space.
In the end, he gave up.
In such a chaotic world, we can't distinguish the direction at all. We can only choose a direction by intuition.
”Only a quarter of an hour, or even shorter, I don't know if I can find the puppet door.”
Luo Feng pondered in his heart.
He found that the action in this chaotic space is a great consumption of spirit. Even with his soul power, it is difficult to persist for a long time. The consumption of spirit is too great, and even affects the fighting power of the external noumenon.
It's no wonder that the master craftsman set up a ladder to test the soul power. People with weak soul power can't persist in this chaotic space.
”Well? This is... ”
Don't know how long past, Luo Feng heart suddenly rose a little induction, to a direction.
There, the space is distorted, the darkness is like an abyss, and there is nothing different from the surrounding.
Luo Feng felt a strange attraction, as if there was something calling him.
”Divine will...”
Luo Feng's eyes flashed, accelerated and swept in that direction.
In the dead space of chaos.
A mountain peak is suspended in the endless darkness. The broken mountain peak is wrapped by a huge cyan ball of light.
The cyan light ball has been extremely thin, withstanding the turbulence of the surrounding space and purple lightning. Every time it expands, the light will be dim, and it seems to be broken at any time.
On the mountain peak, there are many ruins of palaces. From the outline of the ruins, we can see how magnificent these palaces were.
This is the puppet gate in the chaotic space. Nearly 20 years have passed since the Centennial grand meeting. The remaining puppet gate has been wandering in this chaotic space for nearly 20 years.
In the past 20 years, countless palaces have collapsed, and the mountain peaks have been annihilated by the turbulent flow of space. Now, only this isolated mountain peak is left, and it can barely survive by the guard array.
Peak peak is a square, square, gathered nearly 100 people.
These people sit with their knees crossed and their spirits are in full bloom. Some people's wills are as bright as those of the top kings. However, their breath is very weak, even less than those with strong distraction.
These nearly 100 people are all of the puppet sect.
On the high platform in the middle of the square, several old men with white hair and beard gathered together. Their eyes looked at the middle of the platform from time to time.
There, sitting a figure, hair and beard mop the floor, haggard, waist and back is straight as a sword, although the eyes are closed, there is still invisible majesty spread out.
Old man, it's a miracle.
Since the end of the centennial, he has been sitting here for 20 years. If he doesn't feel carefully, he can't even feel the vitality in his body.
”That half of the dragon's vein is almost to the limit. In my opinion, it can last for two or three years at most. Once the Dragon veins are exhausted, we will
An old man looked at the motionless craftsman, shook his head and sighed.
When they fell into this chaotic space, they also brought in half of the dragon. Relying on this half of the dragon, they can persist until now.
However, half of the dragon's veins are not complete, and they can't recover themselves. In the past thousand years, this half of the dragon's veins will be exhausted. At that time, the guard array can't work, and they will be buried in this chaotic space.
The faces of the other elders were also ugly
”Don't give up, there's hope. Twenty years have passed. The person chosen by the sect leader should have been king. Maybe he is planning to set up the Xingtian array... ”
Next to him, someone shook his head
”How can it be so easy for a small yuanhaijing power to win the king's will in the era of Shengfeng, even if it is granted by the sect leader, it is very difficult to win the throne within 20 years. What's more, even if he has been crowned king, will he really keep his promise and arrange the Xingtian array to rescue us? The arrangement of the Xingtian array alone is not what ordinary people can bear. ”
Hearing this, they were silent. In fact, they didn't have much confidence in the plan.
An old man looked down. The puppet disciples were still practicing seriously. Some of them were childish, and some of them were several years old.
”Heaven will die, my puppet door...” the old man lamented.
At this point, the change is sudden.
After twenty years of sitting, he suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes. Two golden beams burst out from his eyes and pierced the void.
”Master!”
People were shocked. For 20 years, the craftsmanship was as motionless as a stone sculpture. When they suddenly woke up, something big was bound to happen.
Shengong got up, his body was full of brilliance. He raised his head and pointed to the distance.
People then looked, endless darkness, a golden dot, incomparably bright, more and more bright.