People are in the sky, practicing the divine elephant prison power

"when……"

Suddenly, a bell rang, resounding through heaven and earth. Everyone was startled and their bodies shook.

"What is this sound?!"

At this moment, the entire Northern Territory was alarmed, and the sound like a Huangzhong Dalü echoed throughout this desolate land.

"What happened?!" Everyone present turned pale.

"It's the Beginningless Bell!" Yang Yi's face was solemn as he looked into the distance at the place where he had stayed for tens of thousands of years, a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

Having lived in the Purple Mountain for tens of thousands of years, even though she was asleep most of the time, she could easily recognize the sound of this eternal bell.

"Here they come!" Liu Yun's calm voice sounded: "If the person who came here wants this divine egg, you can just ask for an exchange. Don't refuse."

Suddenly, Yang Yi seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed, "Could it be that this divine egg has been taken by you? Are you going to steal it?"

This is crazy.

If successful, it would steal all the good fortune left by an ancient god.

"boom!"

At this moment, a terrifying aura spread into the Yaochi, and a disciple hurried over to report.

"Queen Mother, something bad has happened. A large number of ancient creatures are blocking the Yaochi!"

"What, why is this happening?" many people exclaimed.

Outside the pure land of Yaochi, clouds and mist were rolling, and there were many ancient creatures in the void, a large group of black crows, and they were actually attacking in a large scale.

There were purple clouds, grey mist, and white water vapor, connected together, with scales flashing, colorful feathers flowing, and all kinds of creatures that had never been heard of or seen before.

In the center of the thick clouds, there is a large piece of divine source, shining so brightly that it is impossible to look directly at it, and there is an unparalleled beauty sealed in it.

Surrounded by chaotic mist, it is difficult to see clearly. There is no doubt that this is an ancient king!

"Hmph! A mere member of the ancient royal family, do you think you can bully me, the Yao Chi, because there is no one there?" Xuan Ming's furious voice echoed between heaven and earth, facing the aura that terrified countless people.

Like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it swept away all the oppressive forces from the sky. Suddenly, everyone felt their bodies lighten and they regained control of their bodies.

"How could it be possible? Why would the Saint of Yao Chi be born at this time?" A cry of surprise rang out.

"Things have returned to the starting point, so the next step is to find my own fortune!"

As Liu Yun's mind moved, a colorful card was crushed by him, turning into crystal rays that sank into the void around him.

That was a reward from Yan Ruyu, called the Perfect World Experience Card, which could help him break through the limitations of the big world and return to a certain period in the Perfect World.

In an instant, the void became blurred, as if there was an invisible black hole that swallowed Liu Yun up.

Under the nose of the West Emperor Tower, Liu Yun disappeared without a trace, not even his breath was left.

"You are indeed someone with a big secret. Even the imperial soldiers can't stop you."

Yang Yi had a thoughtful expression, obviously having anticipated this situation.

a perfect world
In the ancient wilderness, fierce beasts roamed everywhere. It was late at night, pitch black, and no scenery could be seen. But the mountains were not peaceful. The beasts roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, and the trees trembled, and the leaves fell.

Among the mountains and valleys, wild beasts of ancient times roamed rampantly, ancient species appeared, and all kinds of terrible noises rose and fell in the darkness, as if to split the world apart.

In the vast mountains, a soft light appears, and in the endless darkness of the night, it is like a candle flickering among the mountains, which may go out at any time.

As we gradually approached the light, we could clearly see half of a huge dead tree, with a trunk diameter of more than ten meters and a burnt black body. Apart from the half trunk, there was only a weak branch left, but it was emitting vitality, and the branches and leaves were crystal clear like green jade, with dots of soft light spreading out, covering the entire village.

This is a tree struck by lightning. Many years ago, it was struck by a lightning that reached the sky. The huge crown and vigorous vitality of the old willow tree seemed to have been destroyed. Now only a stump of eight or nine meters high is left on the ground, which is surprisingly thick.

On the charred tree stump, the only willow branch was crystal clear, and its glow was diffused like a green divine chain, covering and protecting the entire village, making this habitat hazy, like a fairyland, and appearing very mysterious in this wilderness.

This is the sacrificial spirit of this ancient village, an extremely special existence.

It is not easy to survive in the wilderness. There are many races and the relics of the ancient times are everywhere. The human race and some relatively weak races will choose to worship some mysterious and powerful beings and pay homage to them.

The relationship between the sacrificial spirit and the tribe it protects is a mutually beneficial one. The tribe relies on the power of the sacrificial spirit to survive and develop. The sacrificial spirit, on the other hand, receives offerings and faith. The power of faith has many magical uses in practice. The more powerful the force, the stronger the strength of the sacrificial spirit.

This village under the vast mountains is not very large. It uses dead trees and green willows as sacrificial spirits, and it does not seem to be very strong.

In the ancient stone village, every household is housed in a stone house. In the dead of night, it is peaceful and tranquil here, as if it is isolated from the darkness and roars of beasts outside.

"Woo..."

A gust of wind blew past, and a huge dark cloud crossed the sky, covering the entire night sky and blocking the only stars. The mountains became even darker.

A ferocious bird cry came from the sky, piercing through gold and splitting rocks. It turned out to be a giant bird of unbelievable size, covering the sky and the moon, and it was who knows how many miles long.

The giant bird flew over the vast mountains and looked down at the earth below. Its eyes were like two blood moons, full of murderous intent. It stared at the old willow tree for a moment and finally flew to the deepest part of the mountains.

In the wilderness, there are countless strange and ferocious birds. Occasionally there are some cruel and violent ones who kill without limit. If there is no powerful sacrificial spirit to protect them, the weak tribes and races will be in danger at any time.

"Boom..."

A deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded, and the rumbling thunder frightened the divine birds. The whole wilderness was trembling, and the earth was shaking, as if the end of the world had come. The thunderstorm was rapid, and the sound of raindrops falling was terrifyingly dense and continuous, without giving people a chance to breathe. It was like a vast river was pouring down, violent to the extreme.

There was heavy rain, thunder and lightning, and scattered lightning that was thicker than the mountains. It fell from the sky like a dancing thunder dragon, instantly cracking a dozen mountains into dust. The void was charred black, and the air was filled with a faint smell of burnt lake.

"What's going on? Why is there such a heavy thunderstorm all of a sudden?"

In the ancient village, several strong figures walked out, came under the sacrificial willow tree, looked up at the sky, intending to discover something.

"Brother Yunfeng, I have a bad feeling."

Several strong men in the ancient village were discussing, and the eyes of the group were focused on a middle-aged man, Shi Yunfeng, the patriarch of the village. He left Shi Village when he was young and ventured out, so he was considered a knowledgeable man.

"Tonight... this thunderstorm is a little unusual. It makes people feel a little breathless."

"Something is wrong. I have never seen such a quiet rainy night in the wilderness. The ferocious wolves in the South Mountain love to howl the most. They can howl until midnight, but now it is unnaturally quiet."

"I was awakened several times tonight and felt chills all over my body."

Beside Shi Yunfeng, several gray-haired old men started talking. Although their hair and beards had already turned white, they were still full of energy and had a rosy glow on their faces. These were the elders of the village and had seen and experienced a lot of things.

"We have the protection of the sacrificial spirits, the village will be safe and sound, there is no need to worry too much."

Shi Yunfeng looked at the huge piece of lightning-struck wood at the entrance of the village and said with certainty.

Several old men nodded. The backbones of many villages discussed for a long time without any result, and finally left with heavy hearts.

"Today is really unusual. It doesn't look like a thunderstorm, but more like the legendary... calamity."

Shi Yunfeng saw everyone off and came to the willow tree for sacrificial offerings in the thunderstorm. He looked up at the sky, where there seemed to be a thick layer of black clouds, so thick that it could not be dissolved, giving people a strong feeling of oppression.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a loud bang, the terrifying lightning made the vast mountains as bright as day. Shi Yunfeng saw a horrifying scene. A vast sea of ​​thunder appeared above the sky. The mighty power of heaven covered the heaven and earth. All living beings on earth trembled and bowed their heads in submission.

"This is……"

Shi Yunfeng's body couldn't help but tremble, and he felt an inexplicable fear. At this moment, the charred dead wood glowed, and the weak willow branch emitting a glittering green glow swayed gently in the thunderstorm. A wonderful force fell, and Shi Yunfeng felt much better all of a sudden.

Shi Yunfeng was fine, but under this divine might, countless creatures in the vast mountains were terrified. No matter they were ordinary wild beasts or powerful ancient species, they were all trembling in fear, their spirits were uneasy, and they dared not even breathe.

Even the pure-blooded beasts among the ferocious beasts bowed their heads and looked up at the sky, their eyes full of awe. In front of the majestic power of heaven, they were nothing but weak ants.

The thunder was terrifying and all the villagers were awakened. The cries of children could be heard in many stone houses. The men stayed by the women, hugged their wives and children, and whispered comfort words, trying to dispel their fear.

"Buzz..."

When lightning struck the willow tree, a willow branch became like a green divine chain, spreading a halo and releasing soft light, guarding the village and making the place hazy, like a fairyland, undisturbed by the thunderstorm.

"What exactly is this……"

Shi Yunfeng stood frozen in place in front of the willow tree, his face pale. He saw the sea of ​​thunder surging, bolts of lightning rolling and transforming into legendary creatures, real dragons, phoenixes, unicorns... It made people's scalps tighten. His body was stiff and his legs were trembling. He didn't even have the strength to move.

The sea of ​​thunder was vast, with all kinds of strange visions appearing. He vaguely saw a blurry black shadow floating in it, and he thought of a rainy night more than ten years ago.

He was still a teenager, and it was also a thunderstorm day. A willow tree that blocked out the sun was bathed in a sea of ​​thunder, surrounded by lightning as thick as mountains. Thousands of willow branches turned into blazing divine chains that pierced through the endless sky, causing tremendous terror.

The willow tree seemed to be fighting against something, showing its terrifying might. In the end, the willow tree was torn down, leaving only a charred stump, which fell in Shi Village and took root.

After that night, the original spirit of their village, a strange stone, fled away, and the lightning-struck willow became the new spirit of their village. However, the name of the village did not change, it was still called Stone Village.

Shi Yunfeng had originally forgotten this memory, but the thunderstorm tonight made him involuntarily think of this past event.

Although the two pictures were taken decades apart, they are very similar, both are incomparably shocking, and equally thrilling.

"boom……"

The thunder roared again, and Shi Yunfeng, who was standing stiffly in place, narrowed his eyes. A black shadow fell from the thunderstorm and landed heavily in Shi Village.

Shi Yunfeng only heard a loud buzzing sound, his ears were almost deafened, and his vision was blurry. He fell and sat there for a long time before he regained some consciousness. After barely standing up, he saw something new under the willow tree at the entrance of the village.

"Is this, a big furnace?"

He walked over carefully and saw a black ancient furnace as big as a house standing next to the roots of the dead tree that was struck by lightning. It was deeply sunken in the soil, and crackling arcs of electricity flashed around it from time to time.

"Falling in the sea of ​​thunder, it must be an inestimable treasure."

The old village chief's eyes were burning, but he did not act rashly.

He knew that this must be a supreme opportunity, but it was a pity that it was not something that an ant like him could grasp.

"Village Chief, what happened here?"

"Village Chief, this is so scary, could it be something unclean?"

Calls came one after another.

Soon, many men, women, old and young gathered here. They were all wearing unknown animal skins, strong and powerful, and holding some strange bone weapons such as bone knives and bone swords in their hands.

They gathered around a dark furnace, studying it curiously. (End of this chapter)