The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 149 Find the target
"Where is the star that connects to the underworld?"

In the next half month, Li Qingxu rode the Roaring Demon Tiger in this starry sky, constantly exploring.

His footprints can be found in every dragon vein of the two ancient life stars, and his presence can also be seen on the Sun Star.

For such a grand arrangement, of course, it would be most labor-saving to manipulate the natural pattern. The most obvious traces of human activity are the meteorite groups.

There are many meteorite groups, which are intermittent. When they are connected at a specific moment, they will form a yin-yang curve, dividing this vast ancient celestial map.

After Li Qingxu tried to establish himself at the pole and the sun star without success, he entered a key position in the huge divine map, a curve of a path mark.

It is important and the only place where you can gain something.

Suddenly, as I approached a meteorite that was as big as a star, a familiar feeling came to my mind. It was the dark aura of the underworld!
"So those people who practiced source arts in ancient times actually put in a lot of effort hiding here."

Li Qingxu came here riding on the Roaring Demon Tiger. The meteorite was full of potholes and cracks, and had patches of source sky patterns.

His eyes froze and he saw a figure in front of him.

It was an ancient road platform, on which a skinny figure was sitting cross-legged, motionless.

When he came closer, he saw the man's true face. His skin was sallow and shriveled, wrapped around bones. His body was motionless and no one knew how many years he had been sitting there.

There was a dark energy in his body. As soon as Li Qingxu touched it, he immediately shattered into dust.

It is too long ago that the remains of ordinary saints will turn into ashes in such a long time.

The remaining laws in their bodies will be forcibly dissolved by the Great Dao, and immortality also has a time limit.

There are some Origin Sky Patterns on this huge meteorite, but it is almost destroyed. Li Qingxu walked along this curved ancient road and continued to land on other meteorites.

In this way, he walked faster and faster, getting farther and farther away from the 50th city of the human race, becoming more and more desolate, and entering a strange ancient land.

The intermittent yin and yang dividing lines were scattered everywhere. According to the deduction, no one was missed, and the body felt the sensation several times along the way.

"Emperor's son, there is something watching us in the dark."

The Roaring Demonic Tiger stared at a certain direction, its eyes shining brightly.

The seemingly dead meteorite group is not a desolate place. There is a pair of cold eyes watching in the dark.

"It's that ghost ape. No need to pay attention to it."

Li Qingxu said calmly. In his eyes, the true body of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, stood in the center of a huge Yuantian God Formation. Strands of earth laws followed the curve of the formation, densely covering this star field.

It was a ghost with black hair all over its body, one foot long, and looked like a giant monkey.

This creature was born in an extremely dark ancient tomb and was transformed from the remains of a powerful being.

Two days later, they approached a special meteorite. The yin energy was extremely heavy. The sun, moon and stars could not penetrate the thick fog. It was gloomy and cold below.

When they stepped here, they immediately noticed something unusual. There were pieces of white bones on the ground, which immediately shattered into snow-white bone powder when they stepped on them.

"Click, click..."

In the misty darkness, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the front of the field of bones. A group of soldiers wearing heavy armor walked by, holding iron spears and war halberds, and a sinister aura filled the air.

"Finally seeing you again."

A smile appeared on Li Qingxu's face, but no matter how you looked at it, there was something strange about that smile.

Back then in the ancient purgatory of the Eastern Wilderness, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers appeared. They crossed a ghost river, entered a dark land, and gradually disappeared.

"Princess Emperor, what are you doing looking for the ghost soldiers?" Roaring Sky Demon Tiger was a little curious. Ordinary people would avoid them when they saw the ghost soldiers passing by, for fear of being contaminated by the breath of the underworld.

But the emperor's son was like he had encountered some amazing thing and rushed forward.

This is a superpower that has existed throughout the ages and can be said to be an extremely terrifying inheritance.

The ghost soldiers borrow the road to fight in distant places!
These legends have existed since ancient times, but few people know the secrets behind them.

The air was filled with dark fog and bones were scattered all over the ground. In front of them was a team of ghost soldiers numbering more than a dozen people, wearing heavy armor and holding long spears and war spears, filled with a murderous atmosphere.

They patrolled the place, it was chilly and there was no trace of life in them at all, they were like cold dolls.

The underworld is under the rule of the Heavenly Court. Such an organization really existed in the mythological era and has not been completely destroyed. It still controls the underworld!
Over the endless years, the ancient heaven is not just a place where a small number of survivors survived. There should be a fairly large group of people who passed down the Taoist tradition.

The behemoth Ancient Heaven did not really turn into ashes. There are still traces to follow, and there may still be some gods ruling some ancient star regions.

"Chat with them and reminisce about the past."

Li Qingxu opened his third eye and carefully observed these evil soldiers.

They are all ancient corpses that have been dead for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Some of them are clearly wearing ancient iron armor styles, almost the same as the ghost soldiers in the ancient battlefield.

In the underworld ruled by the Heaven, there is no distinction between races, but this section of the ancient road currently belongs to the human race. In the end, the branches of the gods, humans, demons, etc. will be united into one, leading to the ultimate ancient land.

They walked around this group of ghost soldiers and moved forward. In an open area, they saw a huge city, an immortal royal city built on bones.

Black fog lingered one after another, and there were not many Yin soldiers. They entered and exited the ancient city calmly to conduct inspections.

This is simply a small underworld with no living creatures, only these lifeless ancient corpses. Somehow they can walk like this and become teams of soldiers.

It is really hard to imagine that there would be such a huge ancient city on such an inconspicuous meteorite. It is shocking that it buries endless secrets.

"Emperor's son, you don't want to enter the underworld, do you?!"

Although Roaring Sky Demon Tiger was asking, his voice was extremely certain.

"Well, I'm just going to take a look. Please wait here for me."

Li Qingxu nodded, and took a step that covered thousands of miles, circling this not-so-big meteorite. There was dark fog everywhere, and bones could be seen everywhere, just like the underworld.

There are not many ghost soldiers, and they are all gathered in this ancient city, as if guarding something. This is an important fortress in the underworld.

"boom!"

Li Qingxu waved his hand, and a ghost soldier in the wilderness flew backwards and was captured by him in an instant.

The ancient corpse in heavy armor opened his mouth and was about to roar, but the Three Pure Ones Taoist bodies in his immortal platform emitted immortal light and pressed down, and the ghost soldier could not move.

He pointed at the ghost soldier and read his immortal memories.

However, with a snap, his frontal bone shattered.

The place had long since decayed, leaving no old memories. Only one evil thought echoed in the sea of consciousness: "Protect this city."

Li Qingxu is so powerful now that it is useless for the ghost soldiers to resist.

When the armor was stripped off, cracks appeared all over it, and then it turned into dust. Then the armor did the same and was destroyed by the wind.

(End of this chapter)