Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

In the dark sky, streaks of lightning meandered, shuttling back and forth like a dragon, and every flash was accompanied by a deafening thunder.

On the earth, the wind blades were silent, invisible and formless, and only the gaps left on the rocky ground of the barren Gobi Desert could be seen.

This is the land of storms and thunders that shrouds the outer periphery of the Wind and Thunder Ruins. Only by passing through it can one truly enter the interior of the ruins.

As soon as Wang Fu stepped into this place, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his hair stood up, and even his hair fluttered slightly. However, he did not care about the strangeness of this place, but glanced at the other nine people with his peripheral vision and quietly took out the Poisonous Black Cloud Cover and hid it in his arms, and used his spiritual consciousness to connect the Purple Thunder Shadow Sword and the Ice Jade Cold Dragon Spear to ensure that they could be sacrificed at any time.

After all, the most dangerous people in the ruins are actually the monks who enter the ruins, including the other people in this team. People's hearts are unpredictable. For the sake of interests, they may be friends and teammates the moment before, but they may turn swords against each other the next moment.

After doing all this silently, Wang Fu looked up as if he had sensed something, looking at the dark and gloomy sky above his head. In the sky, lightning flashed and thunder raged, like a big net, covering the entire ruins in a flickering manner.

"The road behind me... is gone!" Suddenly, a voice sounded, and it was the pretty woman Hua Qing who turned around and covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Fellow Daoist Hua Qing, don't panic. The moment we stepped into this desert area, we were already in the ruins. There is no direction here. If you want to reach the inside of the ruins, you can only follow the direction guided by the Wind Resting Pearl or the Thunder Pearl, otherwise it is very easy to get lost here." Ye Yang retracted his head and looked at the two spirit beads in his palm on his chest.

Everyone also looked over.

There was an arrow mark on each of the two spirit beads, pointing in the same direction at the same time.

"Let's go..."

Tear it up!

The group of ten people had just walked a few steps when a white-hot thunder suddenly fell from the sky and struck one side of the team. The ground instantly became charred, forming a large pit of more than ten feet, with black smoke flashing with lightning.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Especially Li Dawei, who was closest to the place struck by lightning, was so shocked that he jumped up, and the magic weapon in his hand that looked like a butcher knife almost chopped over.

"I say, Lao Li, why are you making such a fuss, isn't it just a thunderbolt? We have the spiritual beads to protect us, whether it is thunder or storm, it will avoid us." Seeing this, Taoist Song Yan shook his whisk and couldn't help but teasing.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him strangely, Li Dawei snorted lightly, but dispersed the spiritual power on the butcher knife magic weapon and ignored it.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't leave my three-foot range, you will be fine." Ye Yang smiled and said to resolve the embarrassment.

As he spoke, Ye Yang raised the two spiritual beads in his hand that were emitting light. The light of the spiritual beads covered a three-meter range, and a layer of white light covered the bodies of the ten people in the group. It was this light that allowed them to avoid the lock of the storm and thunder.

Flying is not allowed here. For safety reasons, the ten people in the group walked quickly. However, after walking for more than half an hour, they still saw the barren Gobi Desert, a scene of thunder and storm raging, which inevitably made people feel irritable.

Song Zhong, who joined in later and held a top-grade spiritual weapon spear, spoke impatiently:

"Fellow Daoist Ye, do you know how long we have to walk? I don't want to stay in this place for a moment."

"Fellow Daoist Song, don't worry. As far as I know, the terrain in the Wind and Thunder Ruins is chaotic and the space is unstable. In the past, when the ruins were opened, the cultivators who entered the ruins were randomly teleported. I think we should have been teleported to the area close to the edge of this area, so it will take a little more time." Ye Yang explained.

Taoist Song Yan was a little anxious when he heard this:

"Are we so unlucky? If, as Fellow Daoist Ye said, those lucky cultivators were directly teleported to the edge of the ruins, wouldn't they be able to enter the ruins directly?"

"In theory, it is true." Ye Yang nodded.

"Then we are really unlucky." Wang Fu laughed lightly as if he was having fun in the midst of suffering.

"Amitabha... As long as we can finally enter the ruins, fellow Daoists should not worry, safety first." Master Ci Mian chanted a Buddhist name.

"Master Ci Mian is right, the Fenglei Ruins are huge and full of dangers, and those who seem to be the first to arrive may not necessarily get any benefits." Ye Yang also comforted him.

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

However, at this moment, a ripple came from the space not far away, and a figure full of golden light fell out of the ripples. Then, black clouds rolled over the sky, forming a vortex. Lightning flashed and crackled like a thunder snake, condensing at a high speed.

A breath of destruction was overwhelming and pressing towards the earth.

"Not good, everyone retreat quickly, someone broke into the ruins by force. He has no spiritual pearl to protect him and has been locked by the thunder storm here." Ye Yang shouted and hurriedly retreated, followed by others.

Wang Fu fell at the end of the team and looked back.

Then he saw the person who fell out of the space ripples appeared. This was a middle-aged monk wearing a golden cloak. The golden light just now was emitted from the cloak. In addition to the cloak, there were fluctuations of other defensive spiritual tools all over his body. As soon as he appeared, he used his perfect foundation to activate the defensive spiritual tools with all his strength.

A spiritual weapon in the shape of a heart shield.

A spiritual weapon in the shape of a tower.

Including the golden cape on his body, there were three top-grade defensive spiritual tools in total.

However, when the thunder fell from the sky, everything turned into nothing.

The three top-grade defensive spiritual tools only lasted for three breaths before they all shattered. The remaining thunder fell on the man. Although he had the protective spiritual light defense, he was still turned into a charred piece under the thunder.

"Damn the remains..."

Hearing the screams from the man from afar, the next moment, he was broken into dozens of charred pieces of meat of different sizes under the invisible wind blade.

Wang Fu frowned deeply when he saw this.

He glanced at Ye Yang unintentionally and thought:

"Both spirit beads are in Ye Yang's hands. With the help of the strange rules here, he is equivalent to holding the power of life and death of everyone. If he has other thoughts, I am afraid that very few of these people can survive."

"I hope nothing unexpected will happen."

Thinking of this, Wang Fu couldn't help but look at the other eight people. Although there were some people among these people that he didn't like, there were also good people. He still didn't want any accidents to happen.

But things didn't go as he wished. When Ye Yang stopped, Wang Fu sighed in his heart. He knew that this person was about to make trouble.

After all, the wealth of these foundation-building cultivators is still considerable.

"Brother Ye, why did you stop?" Taoist Song Yan looked at Ye Yang who was standing still and asked.

"Nothing, I just saw the end of that person just now, and I feel that this place is good, the power of thunder is very strong, and if seven or eight more thunders fall, it should not be weakened." Ye Yang stared at the sky with rolling thunderclouds without turning his head, and said this inconspicuously.

"What does Fellow Daoist Ye mean?" Song Zhong narrowed his eyes.

Ye Yang looked back at Song Zhong, grinned and chuckled:

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered a sentence that Fellow Daoist Song said before."