"This sword!"

The long ginger ginger saw Yang Wenjing's bone sword in his hands, and he was surprised. As a big saint, he knew very well that the bone sword was extraordinary.

The elder did not ask where the sword came from, I just wanted to solve the right now.

The stele was opened, and there was a smell of smell. The two saw the following stone road.

"So many bloodworms!" Yang Wenjing opened his eyes very much, and what he saw in front of him was bloodworm.

The dense hemp, almost climbing the entire stone steps, some black hard shells are concentrated together, and Yang Wen's still scalp is numb.

This is better than what I saw outside before.

Some of the bloodworms have long been dead, fell to the ground, or were eaten by other bloodworms.

Most of these bloodworms are only large thumbs, and they also have the size of the arms. They are constantly spitting sharp teeth in their mouths, which are very aggressive.

"Close me!" Elder Elderly said, at the same time released a aura to form a shield, which will be protected in it.

The long ginger is naturally not afraid of these bloodworms, which can be easily dealt with. The main thing is to protect Yang Wenjing. What is difficult to say?

The elder smiled, and said: "Dare not dare to go with the old man!"

"Hmm!" Yang Wenjing nodded, and naturally wanted to go down to see what happened, curious about what was under Shi Dao.

There is the elder, the elder, Yang Wenjing is not afraid.

"Then go!"

The elder said, walking down the stone steps, the breath emitted by the elders drove these bloodworms to both sides, so that they did not dare to approach.

The breath of the elders randomly released is enough to destroy these bloodworms. Any bloodworm that has the breath of breath is turned into ashes.

Yang Wenjing followed behind, and did not relax his vigilance, always paying attention to the surroundings.

Along the way, Yang Wenjing found that the surrounding stone walls were made of black rocks. There were also ancient characters on it, and the grooves like blood, and some totems were carved on it. Because of being blocked by a bloodworm, some were unclear.

"Elderly, do you know what the ancient text on this stone wall is?" Yang Wenjing asked, wanting to know what these ancient words mean.

These ancient characters Yang Wenjing is not uncommon. There are similar ancient characters on the stele of the Yang family and the stone monuments of the Wang family.

"These ancient texts recognize it, but some old men can't recognize it!" The elderly stopped moving forward, destroyed a bloodworm on the wall, pointed at the ancient text, and said: "This ancient text portrait is portrait.

It's a poem! "

"Poetry!" Yang Wenjing stared at the wall, a full ten lines of ancient characters, puzzled in his heart, and wanted to know his meaning.

"Let's listen to your husband!" The elder saw that Yang Wenjing wanted to know, so he said, "

Several lonely people in the song know, dreaming back to life and death in previous lives.

The horizontal gun immediately broke Jiuyou, and the legend existed in the world.

Half -life has left half a lifetime killing, and a broken partner is for life.

No one asks the eternal acacia, only white hair is in the twilight years.

The glory of the troubled times is broken, and the first thinks about relatives. "

After reading the elder, a while of emotions in his heart, the mood in the poem was too sad and miserable. It was not difficult to imagine where the person who made this poem at that time and what did you experience.

Half of life and death, life and death depend on each other, even if there are more glory, it is destined to end!

Yang Wenjing listened very carefully, and was deeply touched. She seemed to see a person, as described in the poem, desolate life, and finally went old in loneliness.

"How can I have this feeling!" Yang Wenjing was cold behind him, incredible, a poem made himself feel a dream back to the past, and returned to the past.

No matter how good the poetry is, the people and things of the past have become the past, and they have become history!

What kind of history is that no one knows, it is too long, such as poems, empty legends in the world.

The elder and Yang Wenjing no longer stay, the two continue to move forward, Shidao is long, which exceeds the cognition of the two.

"Leave a few for this little guy so that he can temper!" Jiang smiled at his fingers, so secretly in his heart.

Jiang Yi refers to the aura emanating from intentionally or unintentionally, which can make some blood worms hiding in the wall seams immortal.

The larger the bloodworm, the greater the bloodworm, and Yang Wenjing had to raise his attention behind him, because there would be a bloodworm that leaked the net to attack Yang Wenjing.

Yang Wenjing naturally didn't know that the elder was intentionally intended. Of course, the elder's practice was also for Yang Wenjing.

Want Yang Wenjing to fight with these blood insects, and keep learning from it.

Sure enough, it was not expected that the elders would be more and more sharp.

"Shimen!" The elder stopped, watching a stone gate that is currently blocking the road.

Shimen is heavy, and you should not move easily!

Yang Wenjing also stopped, his body was blood -red mucus, and he was all above the bare head. Seeing that he came to the end, the bloodworm was almost killed.

Yang Wenjing did not speak, and the elder actions such as Jing Jing.

"View!" The elder's eyes were flourishing, exuding a strong golden light, like a god, to see through the world.

"What, there is a bloodworm mother!" The elder's face sank, very surprised, frowned, puzzled: "How can there be a mother in this place, strange!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenjing was also stunned. Does this bloodworm still have a mother?

The elder's face changed, and Yang Wenjing realized that things were not simple.

"Elderly, is this mother's body?" Yang Wenjing asked puzzled, and asked if he never understood.

"Do not act!" The elder retracted his eyes and looked serious, saying: "Although I can destroy this mother, I am afraid that the mother's body will cause other mothers to pay attention. By then, it will be troublesome!"

The elder said that he had suffered a loss of these bloodworms a thousand years ago, so he suffered heavy death and injuries. Now when he encounters his mother, he will definitely not eat a second loss again.

"There are other mothers!" Yang Wen quietly whispered, looking at the stone gate in front of him, unclear what it looked like.

"The internal space is not very large, but there are many small holes, the four -way development, and people can't move around, but those blood worms can be!" The elderly explained the internal situation for Yang Wenjing.

"Such a strange survival space, who did this, and why?" Yang Wenjing whispered, thinking of this, he couldn't help giving birth to anger.

"It is not clear who is the old man who stayed, maybe it is related to the dark ancient court!" The elder said, saying a strange name.

"Dark Ancient Court!" Yang Wenjing's words were heavy. This was the second time I heard this name. The first time I learned from the old population of Jide.

What kind of power is the dark ancient court, or what kind of region is, why there is no record of the dark ancient court in the future, this is really incredible!
Chapter completed!