The cannon fodder of fast time travel has to struggle

Chapter 690 Altar (31)

Centipede can spin silk?
Xiang Wan didn't have time to think about it, so she dodged sideways, and then used her spiritual energy to ignite an explosive flame talisman and threw it on the silk thread.

The silk thread ignited when it encountered fire. The centipede tore the thread off and made a gurgling sound.

The surrounding centipedes all climbed up the cave wall.

The hole in the middle is the initial exit of the giant bug.Xiang Wan sized it up and crawled in with his feet facing down. Then he sealed the back with ice to stabilize his figure, and made the entrance so big that only a centipede could stick its head out.

A centipede head came in, and she took the knife down, cut off its head, blocked the opening, pried the head open, got the beads, and threw the head down again.

She found that once she knew the centipede's weakness, there seemed to be nothing to be afraid of.

After throwing one, the centipedes outside became even crazier and burrowed into it one after another.

"Don't worry, we have them all, wait in line!"

An hour later, Xiang Wan's storage bag was already filled with centipede inner alchemy, which were light red, large and small, very impressive.

After there was no more movement under his feet, Xiang Wan simply divided up the inner alchemy, the red ball and the little cloud dream beast.

"Xiaomeng, am I treating you well? Following me is definitely the most correct choice."

"Yeah!" Little Yunmeng Beast nodded while eating, each inner alchemy was like eating jelly beans, one bite at a time, it didn't take long to finish eating, and hiccupped, "Master, I seem to be going to advance again. I'll sleep in the spirit beast bag for a while."

Going to bed when he was full, Xiang Wan quickly put it into the spirit bag, tied the red ball to his back, and jumped out of the cave.

There were several centipede corpses on the ground. Xiang Wan had one in each hand, and they were all frozen and thrown into the storage bag.

The geese have plucked their feathers, she has worked so hard to slaughter them all, how can she leave them to others?
There was no other living thing. Xiang Wan sat there meditating and sensed the air currents. One was pointing upwards and seemed to be the exit. The other was in a hidden corner, and there seemed to be a faint cold air coming from it.

Opening her eyes and thinking for a while, she walked towards the corner.

After digging away the stones and other objects blocking the entrance, a hole that only allows one person to pass appears in front of you.

A bit of cold air came from inside, and the entrance of the cave was tilted downwards and dark.

To be cautious, Xiang Wan threw a round rock and listened to it tumble down, before finally disappearing.

After waiting for a while, Xiang Wan dived in.

The entrance to the cave is hidden, indicating that no living thing passes through it.The stones kept rolling down, indicating that the road ahead was clear.There was movement, but no creature came. Either there wasn't one in the first place, or there was an intelligent creature waiting there.

No matter what it is, since you are here, you have to figure it out.

After climbing down for a long time, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Xiang Wan came to the exit cautiously and looked out.

This is a frozen world, surrounded by ice condensed by cold air, and the ground below is undulating, it seems that many things are frozen inside.

With a sigh of relief, ice sand had already formed in the air and fell down one after another.

"Master Blue Mountain is right. Even if you have a map, you still don't know what you will encounter. Caution is the way to go."

Xiang Wan threw a fireball down, and it went out before it touched the ground.

The nearby situation is clearly visible, while the distant place is blocked by the cold fog, even with Xiang Wan's eyesight, he still can't see clearly.

Encountering the cold air, the Ice Art in the body automatically turned away, and the cold currents gathered towards the dantian one after another.

Nascent Soul crossed his legs, with his hands facing the sky and formed seals. A stream of cold currents circulated at his fingertips, and then turned into mist and entered his whole body.

This is the method of consolidating the Nascent Soul recorded in the jade slips. Xiang Wan was useless before because there was not enough aura from the outside world.Now that the cold air is full, you can try to break through the barrier to see.

Xiang Wan blocked the road behind him with ice, and blocked most of the exit, leaving some small air holes for him to absorb the cold and practice.

The ice layer condensed by your own skills can be used to advance, attack, retreat or defend. Even if there is any emergency, there is a way to deal with it.

Sitting cross-legged, Xiang Wan set aside a touch of spiritual consciousness to warn him before and after, and then began to practice.

"My ancestor is too nosy, insisting that I take a token and say that people who are destined to me have also entered the site of the miracle. As long as you see a woman, you can say that she is my good match, old ancestor, old Zu, how many tokens have you made, and you are not afraid of fire in the backyard of the White Fox Clan!" Bai Siyuan took the token, stood beside a ruin, and muttered a few words, then threw it into the storage bag casually, shaking the white jade Fan walked in.

After he came in, he lost contact with the same door.What kind of communication talisman and other magic weapons to communicate with the same sect, all lost their effect.

"It's not that I, Bai Siyuan, don't care about my fellow disciples, but the situation doesn't allow it. After we go out, let's see what the ancestor can say."

Bai Siyuan looked around while walking.

Stairs as high as a person, stone pillars that can be barely surrounded by ten people, sculptures lying on the side, a finger that is five times thicker than his whole body, huge yellow tiles that fell on the ground, and peeling walls Skin……

Everything seems to be magnified, he is like an ant walking on human territory.

"It's so strange, who destroyed such a large building?" Bai Siyuan soared into the air, standing on a broken stone pillar more than ten feet high, looking at the abandoned palace gate in front of him, and said with emotion.

Surrounded by silence, Bai Siyuan thought for a while, then flew forward.

There are more than ten floors of steps, and each floor is more than ten feet high.Bai Siyuan can fly up to three steps at a time, and continue after walking a few steps.

Arriving in front of the palace gate, the majestic momentum is shocking.

Of the temple doors on both sides, one had collapsed inward and was covered with dust, while the other was half-open, precariously connecting to the porch.

The strong wind blew through, and the half door seemed to be shaking slightly.

There are weird patterns painted on the door, as if the original color has faded with the passage of time.

On the collapsed door, there was a huge palm print.

"Such a big handprint can only be made by a god. There are legends about gods in the world, and this is probably one of the proofs."

Thinking about it, Bai Siyuan jumped onto the half-collapsed door and walked forward.

After passing the palace gate, there is the main hall.

The upper half of the huge and empty hall was gone, as if it had been cut off all at once.Countless falling rocks and black traces were printed on the surrounding walls.

The floor was cracked, gaps wide enough for a person to fall through.

An oversized throne stood alone on a stone platform deep in the hall.The intricate patterns are meticulously carved, and there are many traces left after fighting.

"This is the ruins of the miracles? It seems that gods are just like immortal cultivators, and fighting is inevitable." Bai Siyuan thought so, flew up to the throne, observed the patterns, and looked up, "A throne , a god. God is destined to be alone. Therefore, being alone is the correct answer!"

With emotion, Bai Siyuan sat down cross-legged, looking at the countless traces of fighting around him, imagining the battle situation at that time, and unknowingly fell into a mysterious state, and a soft white light suddenly flashed around his body.

At this moment, Xiang Wan's whole body was wrapped in ice, turning into an ice sculpture.

After a long time, a subtle sound of ice cracking sounded from below.

(End of this chapter)