Heaven’s Shadow

Unlike a few days ago in the underground maze, there are many disciples of the Star Palace busy here. Although this huge city underground is still shrouded in the strange blood red light, but look at it, Almost no longer see the figure.

The people in the Star Temple who are doing things here do not know whether it is because of the ubiquitous and elusive persecution here, or whether they have already done what they should do and have now evacuated here. In the huge underground city, tall buildings and towers stood silently, empty, but as if waiting for their master to return at some time.

A tall, burly body appeared in this huge cave, and entered the long street in the underground city. When the light of the blood moon on the sky fell on his head, he occasionally reflected a weird halo.

Although the Xingchen Temple has long been blocked here, outsiders are not allowed in and out, even for most other halls in the True Alliance. But Tianlan Zhenjun is of course an exception. Looking from a distance, he has wide robes and large sleeves, and flicks between walks.

Stepping out every step is like stepping on a blood-red footprint on the ground.

The city without people seemed extraordinarily clean and cold, but as he gradually walked into the city bathed in blood, gradually, some strange and distorted runes appeared in sight.

These runes are engraved on the pavement, corners, door frames, stones, and various corners, seemingly unrelated, but actually faintly integrated.

At a certain moment, after the footsteps of Lan Zhenjun stepped on an invisible boundary, suddenly, like a stone thrown into the calm water, a ripple rippled around him.

Suddenly the light and shadow in the air twisted and trembled, as if a wall of water stood up and swayed in front of him, twisted into a weird mirror in front of Tianlan Zhenjun, reflecting his shadow. It seemed as if there was suddenly another of the same him, right in front of him, looking at him coldly.

Tianlan Zhenjun's expression was indifferent, he looked at the other one in front of him indifferently, and then walked over.

His body passed through the figure, silent and continued to walk forward, and the shadow turned around, and after looking at his back, it began to tremble, and then gradually dissipated in the air.

There was silence all around, and it seemed to suddenly quiet down.

In fact, in this underground cave, there were basically no loud sounds after the disciples of the Star Hall, and it seemed very quiet. But in it, there will always be some sounds, such as unknown insects in some corners, such as the sound of wind coming from the corner of a certain cave.

But after crossing that invisible boundary, all the sounds in the city suddenly disappeared.

It was a real silence that seemed to isolate all sounds from that invisible line.

Tianlan Zhenjun looked around, and slowly nodded. It seemed that his face was showing a little satisfaction, and then he continued to walk forward to the center of this underground city, the connection On the ground and next to the huge statue of the dome above the cave.

When I came here several times in the past, the ancient Yuezhen of Xingchen Temple was sitting here. After the two met, they would chat a few words, but this time, it was rare that even the ancient Yuezhen was not there. .

Tianlan Zhenjun groaned for a moment, but his eyes fell on the place where Gu Yuezhen often meditated on weekdays. After a while, he walked over and stood there.

Nothing seemed to be different, but it was closer to the statue.

After a while, when Lan Zhenjun looked up and looked up at the sky, he quickly found that when looking at the blood moon at this position, it seemed that a gap in the red light around the blood moon could be seen in the gap. Blood Moon seems to be slowly turning.

In the earlier days, there was no gap around Blood Moon at all. This place is obviously something that has just appeared.

Tian Lan Zhenjun smiled, and didn't seem to care too much, then walked directly to the statue, stretched out his large and thick palm, and pressed it up.

It was cold at the tentacles.

The statue stood still.

But after a while, suddenly behind the stone, something seemed to move suddenly, and then, a terrible breath rushed from the depth of the statue, and it came fiercely, and the number seemed to be Incredibly huge, as if there were thousands of evil spirits imprisoned in this huge statue, and at this moment suddenly felt the breath of human flesh and blood, suddenly rolling like a stormy sea.

The statue remained motionless, it seemed that all movements had nothing to do with it, but in the depths of the stone, the terrible hissing sound came from the depths of the ghost, wave after wave, wave after wave, endless So far, rushing to Tianlan Zhenjun frantically.

"咄, 咄, 咄 ..."

The weird and deep sound slowly sounded, it was extremely low, very light, and ordinary people could hardly hear it. But in the middle of this extremely quiet dungeon pool, it looks very clear, and it has a creepy feeling.

It was just that there was no fear in the face of Tianlan Zhenjun. He even looked at the stone face of the huge statue in front of him, with a slight disdain on his face.

His hands began to rise slowly, and gradually left the stone surface.

It seemed to suddenly feel that the warmth of flesh and blood was gradually leaving. The weird sounds behind the stone were suddenly excited, and all kinds of weird, stern, and terrible roars came one after another, shouting exhaustedly, but only by the Imprisoned by stones, all their desires are destined to vanish.

That hand left the surface of the stone.

A buzzing sound, like a string suddenly treble, all the noises suddenly disappeared, as if never existed.

The statue is still a statue, the stone surface is still a stone, nothing has changed, and nothing weird has reappeared.

Tian Lan Zhenjun lowered his head and glanced down, wherever he looked, the statue was deeply buried in the ground. There was a little thought on his face, and he looked up at the blood moon above his head, and suddenly exhaled softly, saying to himself, "Come on, let's There is one last step left ... "

The words didn't fall. Suddenly, Tianlan Zhenjun's body frowned, but his eyebrows suddenly raised, but he turned around instantly, his eyes were cold, his eyes were shining, and an indescribable momentum like a giant flood flooded in all directions.

At that moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ even the ubiquitous **** light seemed to give way to this burly figure.

Then there was silence, no sound at all, and no trace of silhouettes.

It was just that the dark and dark eyes of Tianlan Zhenjun were shaking, and his eyes glanced coldly around him. After a while, his eyes slowly stopped and he was in a house near the city.

The light floated through the doors and windows, through the courtyard, and in a dead silence through the empty corridor, the stone path, the wasteland, and then a deep well that had already dried up.

A dark shadow lurks deep in the dry well. There is no temperature at all, no breath, just like a natural stone, staying silently in the darkness.

Everything was just a moment ago, when the terrible and weird breath in the statue appeared and disappeared instantly, his heart beat a little faster.

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In the distance, Tian Lan really looked at the house with a firm and firm frown.