Mysterious God-level Scan

As Ye Zicang walked, the vegetation became smaller and smaller, and finally the garden looked no longer a garden, but more like the Gobi desert.

vaguely.

Ye Zicang could feel that after advancing for a long time, this piece of land has a magical nature!

In pulling away the essence of this land, as long as the people and things that enter here are like this.

However, for these.

It has no effect on the leaves.

This demonic nature has no effect on him, the two strongest immortal bodies are not for decoration,...

Chapter 3 Come Early to Live the Second World 4/[-]

In front.

A barren land.

It was like a dead and barren land, only gravel and stones, and it was extremely silent.

Look at everything around you.

Ye Zicang kept this silence all the time.

It was quiet here, only the sound of footsteps walking.

patter.

I don't know when, Ye Ye Cang and others saw an ancient small garden at the end of their eyes.

This is a small garden with a three-story courtyard.

The ancient walls, mottled with time, can clearly see traces here.

The walls are covered with ordinary things, the most common ones, without any elixir, they are all weeds.

The courtyard is not deprived of energy

now.

The sky is shining and the moonlight is shining, turning into beams of holy light shining into the center of the courtyard.

Ye Zi Cang looked at the surrounding scenes with vicissitudes of emotions rising in his heart.

It's really old here. After years of erosion, the previous buildings have collapsed, and there are no stones left.

The wreckage of the old building, crawling with vines.

Because of the holy light and rain, these ordinary plants received some grace and did not turn into Gobi.

This is why there is vegetation.

From the appearance, this is obviously the courtyard of an ancient family, and it is not a powerful family.

But it also has a unique charm, which is also unique compared to the original owner's taste.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!"

Enter the courtyard center.

The pavilion master and the elders bowed respectfully.

The endless moonlight glow turned into light rain, swaying and falling.

The silver glow of the autumn moon is all over the place

Peaceful and holy!

There's a plant in the center, nothing grand and powerful.

Some are yellowish, sickly, as if they are about to wither.

This is a gourd vine, crawling on a pile of stones, the whole body has no luster, no divine light, and some are just yellow.

It is only five or six meters long and has sparse leaves.

A dead vine.

There is only a little bit of anger, the yellow leaves are full, the stars and the moon are hanging down the curtain, and the light and rain still fail to wither the gourd vine.

This is the worship spirit of Xiutian Pavilion!

An ancient vine that has lived for endless years.

Although it looks sick, there is still an inexplicable majesty exuding, like a god!

No, not saying like!

It is a god, a god that has survived from ancient times to the present, an ancient existence that once whipped the sky and made the gods bleed.

"You are indeed old."

Looking at the sacrifice spirit in front of him, an inexplicable look appeared on Ye Zicang's face.

"If I had come a thousand years earlier, maybe I still have the hope of letting you live another life."

Dark eyes stared at the decadent vines.