Chapter three hundred and seventy-two We should believe in a great man
When silver moon’s flying boat set sail and sent reinforcements to one big oasis after another, such as Blackstone Alliance, it was far from yellow, and a figure was flying through the thick fog, leaving a series of lingering shadows.
The yellow ruins, like most large areas in the mysterious world, are dead, the sky is dim, and the fog is surging like a wave, which constitutes this scene that will not change in the Millennium.
But there are also differences.
When the light of props such as lamps pushes the thick fog, the awakened person can vaguely see the orange light coming down from the horizon obliquely, just like the sunset scene at dusk, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years here, and sticks to the horizon as firmly as the background wall.
The foggy land is littered with countless ruins that have been air-dried for thousands of years.
Occasionally, tens of meters high thick broken columns or collapsed corners of the palace dome seem to be standing here for a long time.
However, the people living in this large oasis are old and powerful. Most of the articles say that they look at the ruins of buildings all over the place, but they can’t find many relics. Every year, some people go home on the spur of the moment.
It is also a mystery that these buildings can last for thousands of years or more.
Yun Yun doesn’t know, and she never thinks about it, just like water flows from high to low, fog is inevitable and so on.
She glanced around and manipulated the current to wrap her body, humanizing her whole body and speeding with a light blue streamer.
She wore armor and battle dress, long hair and neatly tied her middle finger, and wore a bright blue Guanghua ring that was spreading.
-flow ring
This is a fog trap which is more powerful than light lamp and light ring.
It was given to her by the guard Sidina before her departure.
The cloud with the flow ring has a fog driving range of hundreds of meters, and she is on her way at a normal speed. She will not encounter many powerful and sinister attacks.
She is so urgent that it will take her a month or two to complete the journey, and now she is forced to compress it in just a few days
"A little injury doesn’t affect much."
"Almost there. Almost there."
Her figure flew out, and her whole body crashed into the fog before she could completely drive it away.
The vast gray mist brushed her cheek one layer at a time.
Cloud Yun is on the road, constantly on the road, throwing or killing the road. I don’t know how long it took before the fog gradually thinned out. Cloud Yun’s eyes flashed with golden brilliance and looked at the far end.
In the fog, the grand oasis shows a little bit of green, but there are more gray-black giant shadows trampling on these green.
Rumble-
The wall engraved with the defensive rituals of Wan Musheng has been hit by natural disasters and evil spirits. A huge gap is about 200 to 300 meters long.
Since this gap, the grey tide has been pouring in.
Later, buildings with green roofs and white walls can be seen, and many stout trees as high as hundreds of meters can be seen. Some buildings are built on trees.
The roots of these buildings are intertwined like lumbricus and have strong hardness and toughness, so the strong people use these buildings and roots of trees to build one defense line after another.
It is engraved with epic rituals, and the walls have been breached. How can these small lines of defense stop the tide of variation and strengthening the evil spirit?
One or six stars’ Tianmu Meat Mountain’ is at the forefront of the wave.
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