Chapter 142 (2/2)
Once again, through the spirit array mechanism, Yan Zhaoge's scene suddenly changed, from a snow-white world of ice to a red world of fire!
A vast flame river appeared in front of the two people, the hot and dry breath almost suffocated.
Under the snow covered dongle snow mountain, there is a huge lava area.
In the wildfire, Yan Zhaoge can see from afar that there is a huge rock like an island in the center of the magma river.
Between the hot lava flows, it beats on the giant rock, constantly splashing with terror sparks.
Yan Zhaoge and a Hu jump over the lava River and come to the isolated giant rock in the river.
There is a sarcophagus in the center of the rock.
On the sarcophagus hung the writing of flame: ”I'm sorry! I regret it! ”
This is the real place for the old man to bury his bones.
The situation is consistent with his expectation, but Yan Zhaoge is not happy. Ah Hu is even more surprised: ”I don't feel the existence of the holy soldier fragments.”
He shook his head and said, ”young man, does old man Dabei put the pieces of the holy soldiers in other places and they are not here from the beginning to the end?”
Yan Zhaoge didn't answer. When he came to the sarcophagus, he saluted first. Ah Hu woke up and did as soon as possible.
Then Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes and carefully felt the surroundings together. After a while, he opened his eyes: ”the fragments of the holy soldiers were indeed here, but they were the first to be captured.”
Ah Hu's face was a little ugly: ”young man, we didn't spend a long time coming in. If Lin ZhouJie was the first to get the pieces of the holy soldiers, when we arrived here, he had gone out of sight, so he came in too fast?”
”I thought he was still trapped in the fog, and we had overtaken him.”
”Although it's said that Lin Zhou has made rapid progress in the cultivation realm and left Yan Shan, who has always been called with him, behind him, he can't become a great master so soon, can he?”
”Even the great master, unless he has a strong cultivation ability, he can't break the ice fog puzzle on it so quickly.”
”Even if old man Dabei died, the spirit array left was not so easy to break.” Ah Hu hesitated a little: ”this is faster than your breaking speed, young master...”
Ah Hu scratched his back: ”it's like knowing how to go before he came in, instead of trying to break the maze temporarily, or there's another shortcut here. He'll take a short cut.”
Since Yan Zhaoge came to this world, it is still a rare step behind.
His fingers rubbed his temples, Yan Zhaoge looked around the world of fire: ”is it the ability of someone outside the world, or is it that he really knew this place before he came in?”
His eyes finally stay on the old man's Sarcophagus, condensing the flame words that remain in the air for a long time.
The two ”regrets” have experienced a long time. It seems that they can let people go through time and space and feel the regret and unwillingness of the old man before his death.
In the middle of thinking, the flame world they were in suddenly shook violently.
The long river of lava around the giant rock rolls up, and the rock above breaks and falls!
This underground lava area, as if to turn into a sea of fire, collapse!
At the junction of the spirit array, in the space of ice and fire, Lin Zhou, the son of Lei Ming, calmly looks at Yan Zhaoge and his wife, who are trapped in the violent magma world.
”Step by step, the skill is beyond my reach.” Lin Zhou's eyes are strange: ”but since you don't know where the secret way is, that means you and I are not the same kind of people.”
”Although I don't know what's the reason, it makes your fate track change so much, and makes many things change.”
”But you really make the water turbid, which makes my clear memory become specious, and I'm not sure what I'm determined to do.”
”If you disappear completely in this lava, maybe everything in the past can be back on track?”
Lin Zhou murmured to himself, ”in this way, I have more chips in my hand. Anyway, you are the eyesore of Tianlei hall.”
”In that case, it's better to say goodbye, Guangcheng childe, Yan Zhaoge.”