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Volume 2 Dayan Holy Land Chapter 16 Ancient Altar

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    The golden gravel surged upward, blocking out the sun. In the blink of an eye, the sun in the sky was only a yellow shadow, like the yolk in the middle of a cut salted egg.  ./(_)

    Yang Lingtian slowly descended from the sky and stared at the four tornadoes in front of him, silently.

    At the same time, An Ye and Bai Ling in the distance were not surprised by Yang Lingtian's stop. Instead, they looked at each other solemnly, then slowly approached, and then landed gently beside Yang Lingtian.

    After all, Yang Lingtian seems to be "unable to run away" now, and the most important thing is to understand the scene in front of him.

    Although Tianwei is fearful, with their current cultivation, those natural disasters such as sandstorms and tsunamis that are difficult to resist in the eyes of ordinary people are no longer worth mentioning.

    However, the salon formed by these tornadoes in front of them gave them an irresistible feeling.  This was definitely no ordinary desert tornado.

    "Did you bring us here on purpose?" An Ye turned to look at Yang Lingtian and suddenly frowned.

    Faced with this situation, no matter who you are, you will be suspicious.

    Although I don¡¯t know Yang Lingtian very thoroughly, I still know a little bit about his character An Ye.

    Facing the enemy, it is absolutely impossible for this proud man to retreat without a fight.

    But today, before they met, he was already "fleeing for his life in a panic", and he also came to this place, which made them feel frightened. How could they not doubt him.

    Yang Lingtian patted his shoulder, brushed the gravel off his body calmly, and shook his head: "No, I don't know where this is?"

    "I don't know where this is. You will run away with your life as soon as you see us and bring us here?" An Ye sneered. It was obvious that Yang Lingtian's answer did not satisfy him.

    However, Yang Lingtian's face was relaxed and he paid no attention to it.

    "Yang Lingtian, do you think we can't kill you if you lead us to the trap?"

    An Ye was furious, calling the wind and rain in the Demon Realm, and the world bowed to him. He had never suffered such an insult. As he spoke, the robes on his body immediately began to flutter, as if he wanted to kill Yang Lingtian immediately.

    Bai Ling shook his head and pulled him back.  "Master An, wait a minute. This holy land has not been opened for ten thousand years. Even we don't know much about it. How can Brother Yang know where there are traps?"

    She turned around slightly and smiled apologetically at Yang Lingtian: "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, but Mr. An is a little irritable because of his practice. The younger sister has a few doubts in her mind that she would like to ask. I don't know if he can.  Solve my doubts for my little sister.¡±

    "Haha, with your exquisite heart, there is still something you can't figure out? Tell me." Yang Lingtian smiled.  He has never had any bad feelings towards Bai Ling.  Although he had known for a long time that there would be an inevitable battle with her, Yang Lingtian knew in his heart that everything was just because this woman was burdened with too heavy a responsibility.

    "Thank you so much, Master." Bai Ling smiled, bowed to Yang Lingtian and saluted, then frowned and said: "As far as I know, no matter who he is facing, Master Yi Yang's character should be  You won¡¯t retreat without fighting. I wonder if you saw the two of us a few days ago, but we had already drifted away before we even met?¡±

    "The girl understands me quite well."

    Yang Lingtian shook his head with a bitter smile and glanced at Bai Ling, who looked like a fairy coming to the world.  This woman was born with a delicate heart and a gentle temperament. She was somewhat similar to Murong Yiqiao. If it weren't for the mission she carried, the two of them might have become friends.  It's a pity that she has shackles that she can't shake off.

    "Did the girl really not guess at all?"

    After sighing and letting go of his emotions, Yang Lingtian did not answer directly, but asked sideways.

    "Is it related to Ximen Wuji and the others?" Bai Ling frowned, with a little anger on his face: "Is it possible that in the eyes of the young master, the two young ladies are so shameless that they would use some unrelated people to blackmail the young master?"

    "Of course not." Yang Lingtian shook his head.  "But the people in the valley are too important to me. I have to prevent Mr. An from doing something drastic in his anger."

    "You can make me angry?" An Ye sneered with disdain, obviously still angry at Yang Lingtian's neglect just now.

    However, Bai Ling nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Yang Lingtian with some shock, and sighed softly: "Ah, Mr. Yang is willing to give up the pride in his heart for his friends. It is indeed admirable. But the little sister still  I want to know if Mr. Yang already knows the route he will take this time."

    "It seems that the girl also suspects that this is a trap prepared by me." Yang Lingtian shook his head sadly, and then took a deep breath: "Alas, it's no wonder. At our level, there are few people in this world.  There are things that can make us tremble, but this little desert tornado in front of us can actually make us feel this way. No matter who you are, you should be more cautious. However,??What I can tell the girl is that I came here intentionally or unintentionally.  "

    "Oh? What do you think Mr. Yang said?" Yang Lingtian's words made Bai Ling a little confused.

    However, Yang Lingtian glanced solemnly at the several tornadoes connecting the sky and the earth in front of him, and said: "Because I am unfamiliar with everything inside, I naturally have no direction when running. But for some reason,  After entering this place, I can always feel a faint call from the Zhuanlun Sword in front of me, so I followed this call and came here. However, I can't figure out why there is such a scene in front of me.  Know."

    Yang Lingtian's voice was calm and natural, without the slightest hint of fireworks.

    However, both An Ye opened their eyes wide at the same time: "What? Did you follow the summons of Zhuanlun Sword and came here?"

    "Yes, is there any problem?" Obviously, the reaction of the two people was beyond Yang Lingtian's expectations.

    "The altar, the altar, this must be the place where the altar is"

    Bai Ling and Bai Ling seemed to have not heard Yang Lingtian's words, their bodies couldn't help but tremble.  Looking at the tornadoes in front of them, they knelt down and worshiped devoutly.

    After a long time, Bai Ling, who had a calm personality, finally came to his senses first, glanced at the confused Yang Lingtian, took a breath with his face still flushed, and explained: "Young Master Yang doesn't know something, the ancestors left a legacy,  There must be a battle between the three of us, and only by winning the final victory can we become the resisters of the catastrophe. However, the power of God is unpredictable, and the power of the catastrophe of annihilation is simply not what we can withstand now, so the winner among us must  Find the altar in this holy land and inherit the powerful power left by our ancestors."

    "You mean this is where the altar you mentioned is."

    Although Bai Ling couldn't express clearly because of her excitement, Yang Lingtian still roughly understood what she meant, and turned his head and looked forward with a surprised look on his face.

    "Yes." Bai Ling nodded excitedly: "Yes, although our ancestors left a legacy that the victors among us should go to the altar to inherit their power, they did not tell us the specific location of the altar. They only told us that we would be transferred to the altar.  Enter the Holy Land after passing the Lun Sword, and proceed forward with the summons of the Zhuan Lun Sword to find the altar."

    As she said that, she also turned around and stood side by side with Yang Lingtian. Looking at the yellow sand in front of her, her face was full of excitement: "The altar has already released such great pressure before it even appeared. It can be imagined.  What will happen to the power in this altar?"

    Time passes slowly.

    In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to be restrained.  The frightening sandstorm seemed to have ceased to exist. Under the sky, there were only three figures left on the yellow sand, quietly watching the storm in front of them.

    ? Among them, An Ye¡¯s face was full of excitement.  The altar is right in front of you, and Yang Lingtian is also beside you.  It seems that he will soon gain powerful power and become proud of the world.

    Although Bai Ling's face was slightly flushed with excitement, the excitement was different from An Ye. It was not the excitement of being about to dominate the world, but full confidence in the future.

    For a long time, the catastrophe of the end of the world has been like a heavy stone weighing on her heart. No one has seen what that catastrophe is, and no one knows how powerful it is.  Although Bai Ling's current cultivation level can already control the wind and rain, she can't help but feel a helpless feeling in her heart every time she thinks about the disaster.

    After all, thousands of years ago, the entire gods and demons were wiped out before the disaster.  There are even many gods among them whose cultivation is higher than their current level.

    Therefore, no matter how powerful the legend said about the power of the altar, she was always a little hesitant in her heart.

    At this moment, these tornadoes in front of them are obviously just a trace of the power of the altar, but they can make them feel frightened. The power of the altar can naturally be imagined. With such a powerful force, what difficulties are there in fighting against disasters?

    Compared to Bai Ling and Bai Ling's excitement, Yang Lingtian's face was calm.

    He is different from An Ye.  The two An Ye are the saviors created by the gods and demons using the magic of praying to heaven. They are born with powerful power.

    And he just walked step by step from an ordinary mortal.

    Looking back at the beginning, the feeling that Zhu Kang gave him at that time, who was only in the Tianwu realm, was already the same as the feeling that the tornado gives him now.  But now, in front of him, warriors in the Tianwu realm were no different from ants.

    While looking calmly at the yellow sand in front of him, the young man in white frowned slightly.  .  .  He actually faintly felt that the aura of power in this altar seemed familiar to him.

    And this power seemed to be divided into two parts, one of which was huge and unrivaled. Although it gave him a familiar feeling, he could not remember where he had seen this kind of power.

    And the other one, although it is very weak and can even be ignored, but he can be sure that the aura of power is that of an acquaintance.  .  Meng, the aura on his body is exactly the same.

    Does Meng Ye have anything to do with this place?

      Yang Lingtian frowned.

    Suddenly, the wind and sand in front stopped abruptly.

    Immediately, the surrounding air buzzed with a soft buzz, and a purple beam of light shot straight into the sky.

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