Chapter 1512 (1/2)
The color stone platform broke quickly. Mu Qinglan only felt that his feet were empty, and then his whole body fell downward!
Without waiting for her hand, she suddenly saw a flash of ice blue light from her eyes.
Then, a force lifted her up and landed slowly.
She looked down and saw a long ice blue sword - it was clearly the power of the ice blue sword!
She immediately looked at her mother and brother and saw that they were also falling, but they both stepped on a sharp arrow at their feet.
Mu Qinglan put down her heart, looked up and frowned slowly.
The colored stone platform where they were just now had completely collapsed.
It seems that there is an invisible force that directly crushes the colored stone platform!
The colored stone platform disintegrated completely in the blink of an eye, and even countless fragments quickly turned into powder when flying around! No trace left!
This was built by several gods before. How can it break so suddenly now?
Holding this question, mu Qinglan's eyes quickly swept around and found that master Yiran and others were shocked at this time. Obviously, they didn't expect this to happen.
After the people gradually fell to the ground, the colored stone platform also completely dissipated in the invisible!
Everyone looked at the half empty position and didn't slow down for a long time.
”What the hell is going on?”
Shenle opened his eyes and murmured.
”We haven't gone out yet. Why is it broken?”
The colored stone platform was built by several of their gods.
At first, they opened the ancient battlefield with this, and now they should leave with this.
According to the previous management, the ancient battlefield will be completely closed only when all their people leave and several people destroy the colored stone platform together.
So, after waiting for ten years, the next Pantheon event will open.
But now, before people go out, the colored stone platform collapses directly!
This is equivalent to cutting off their way out!
Master Yihuo frowns:
”Let's try again!”
This has never happened before, so for a moment, they don't know how to deal with it.
In a short time, I'm afraid it's difficult to figure out why the colored stone platform suddenly broke.
And their most important task now is to leave the ancient battlefield.
Several people looked at each other, nodded, and then shot again at the same time!
Several different colors of power quickly intertwined together! Form a colorful and gorgeous color light cluster!
Everyone felt at ease: it seems that this method is still the best——
Boom!
The colored light flickered a few times in the air, and suddenly disintegrated without warning!
Several gods were shocked, and they were obviously bitten by the power.
Yuan Ruili's situation was the most miserable. He stumbled and fell to the ground.
He was injured too badly before. At this time, he was almost at the end of a powerful crossbow and could not support for too long.
Yuan Xingze hurriedly came forward worried and planned to help him up carefully.
Yuan Ruili's face was cold and stiff, and he pushed yuan Xingze away with his scarred body.
The original situation was miserable enough. What would it look like if it was supported again?
He struggled to support himself and stood up. The power in his body was disordered, which stimulated him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yuan Xingze was worried and moved slowly, but he didn't continue to move forward in the end.
For yuan Ruili, face and dignity are more important than anything!
Even now he has no face.
”How could this happen?”
Feng Tian was also aware of the seriousness of the matter and looked dignified.
The strength of them could not be gathered at all!
Even if it is barely condensed for a moment, it will soon be broken by some force!
This can never happen for no reason, and even this power must have been deliberately exerted!
But - who else was there besides them?
Moreover, those who can destroy the power of their gods so easily must be the top strong!
Looking at God and devil, there are few people who can do this!
Unless
His eyes involuntarily looked at mu Qinglan and the gods who had just come down with her.
These more than twenty are God
Feng Tian's look also instantly attracted the attention of several others to Mu Qinglan.
Several lines of sight all fell on mu Qinglan.
Although no one spoke, the look of doubt was too clear.
Aware that these people seem to be beginning to doubt themselves, mu Qinglan has no choice but to shrug:
”You don't have to look at me. I didn't do it.”
Think about it, she has no reason to do so.
The gods around her can do this, but just because there are so many strong people behind her, isn't it easy for mu Qinglan to do anything? Where does it need so much trouble?
Besides, the matter between their family and the yuan family has been completely settled.
She shouldn't want to stay here.
But... If it wasn't mu Qinglan, who would it be?
Several gods did not believe in evil, tried again, but still failed!
At this time, they finally confirmed that the channel for the first battlefield to leave could not be established!
All of them are really trapped here!
Looking at the look of those people, mu Qinglan also had a trace of doubt and couldn't help looking up.
The sky was calm.
She couldn't feel any power fluctuations around, but master Yihuo couldn't succeed all the time.
Every time their power begins to merge, it will break quickly!
In this first battlefield, it seems really strange
She couldn't help looking at the gods around her.
They have been here for thousands of years. Do they know what this is?
Sure enough, the faces of the gods gradually became dignified.
As if they thought of something, they all fell into a strange silence.
Mu Qinglan suddenly felt uneasy at the bottom of her heart.
It's definitely not a good thing to make so many gods look like this!
”Unexpectedly, after so many years, they haven't died yet...”
When mu Qinglan was full of doubts, he suddenly heard the nine Thunder God in the sea of Qi open his mouth.
Different from the tone of ridicule before, the attitude of God jiulei at this time has changed greatly, and his tone has also cooled down.
Mu Qinglan couldn't help asking in her heart:
”Master, what the hell is going on?”