Chapter 86 Rebirth

The silver flute walked slowly in the silent forest. His footsteps were very light and cautious. Every step of the fall was silent, not heavier than the weight of a feather. From night to day, he had been walking like this all night.

The forest was very empty and quiet. A wisp of golden light penetrated into the thick gap between the branches and leaves and fell at the foot of the silver flute. He stopped and stagnated.

"Poutong..., Poutong..., Poutong..."

In the farthest distance, the sound of a heavy drum hammer sounded again, like smoke resounding through every corner of the dense forest. It is far away, unreal but it does exist.

"It's been a night..."

A trace of anger flashed in the deep eyes of the silver flute. This was the first time he showed his emotions. The annoying drum sounded like a ghost. The silence that should not have been sounded through the forest all night. Within a hundred miles, any corner was clearly audible.

The sound of the drum seems to be beating in the heart, which makes people uneasy.

Rao ordered the silver flute to be the master of the peak of the divine waiter. In the face of this haunting sound of the flute, there is also a trace of anger in his heart.

But what is more annoying is the meaning behind the sound.

The Silent Forest should have had no sound. There has been no change in this point for thousands of years. The vigorous sound may spread in a small range. For example, the battle between Wu Pengwei and Lao San and Lao Er is extremely tragic, but the sound is limited to the battle range. After this range, people away from a kilometer can't hear it.

The silver flute has also been tested, breaking a branch and leaf, and then the power of luck and blood bets out. The dead branches shoot like arrows like arrows. After flying out of 100 meters, they are nailed into the surface of a giant tree. After that, they burst and open.

But the life-threatening silver flute, which was 100 meters away, could not hear a sound.

Obviously, it is easy to see that this vast dense forest is a place supported by divine power. In the six realms of mind, tens of millions of years ago, when the eight sects had not divided the world, there were endless battles and fierce fighting. It lasted for thousands of years. The war permeated every corner of the starry sky, and many legends of the world masters died out in this battle. The souls of these magical people are buried on the battlefield, forming a strange atmosphere. It is rumored that this silent forest is an ancient war site. It is buried by the dark night Buddha Pinaro, the predecessor of Maha Sect, who reached the main realm.

This dense forest is a cursed place, and silence is the law contained in this dense forest.

It is not impossible to break the law, but you must have the power left by the curser who is better than this dense forest, the dark night Buddha Binaro.

This is almost impossible.

The master of the world, the great magic power of the star world, even if it is destroyed, the remaining power is not what the warriors below the realm of the divine emperor can look forward to.

The problem follows.

Where does this annoying drum-like sound come from? Why is there a vast dense forest, intermittent, rhythmic and frequent, resounding in every corner?

The Silver Flute is a person who is happy and angry. He is the head of the three sacrificial wine of the branch of Wanzhen Pavilion. He is the peak of the divine servant. He is extremely skilled in controlling his own martial arts. He is the killing weapon of Wan Zhen Pavilion and the backbone of the power.

In the red sky, such a powerful existence as the Silver Flute will not exceed five.

But he was busy all night and never found the source of the drum.

"Puffong...Puffong...Puffong..."

The sound fell into the ear of the silver flute, and he was shocked. The sound was not a drum at all, but a powerful beating sound of the heart. A light flashed in the eyes of the silver flute. Intuitively, he told him that there was something wrong with this block, and subconsciously, the beating sound of the heart and the one who was killed. The object is connected in one place.

"I hope it's just my speculation..."

His thoughts were stuck. Before he fought, he was not the style of urging the silver flute. He took a deep breath, suppressed his nonsense, and continued to move forward slowly, but the previous speculation was like a shadow, engraved in the depths of his heart, which was difficult to expel.

Over the sky, the beating of the heart still spread, like a dense cobweb, covering a whole silent forest.

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Not far from the direction of the silver flute, about hundreds of meters away, a man and a woman are walking through the trees, walking like the wind, silent, strangely like two shadows.

"Lord Wei Yue, what's wrong with this drum? We went around all night and didn't find the source. The one-armed man asked in a low voice that he was a rude person, but he also knew that the faint sound beating like a drum was too strange and magical.

Although he doesn't know the silent forest, the strange signs of this dense forest are very clear.

The woman walked through the thick branches and leaves, and occasionally one or two rays of golden sunlight passed through the gap. On her side of the face, it was surprisingly delicate and beautiful. Just a left-hand outline is enough to fascinate most men.

It's just that the light in her eyes is cold, as cold as the eyes of a poisonous snake.

"I don't know, but it's not surprising that this dense forest is silent. There are countless ancient sites like the Six Realms of God. What I'm worried about is another thing."

"What's the matter?" The one-armed man was a little surprised that the source of the drum sound was probably a peerless strong man. He was warning or his party, or maybe it was a fierce beast, enough to tear the two of them into pieces.

"Didn't you find it? Since yesterday, we have lost the figure of the boy we have been tracking. This is a very strange thing. There is no sign of fighting all night. We have always been decorated with the life-threatening silver flute, which proves that he has not found the boy. Since the boy disappeared, the strange sound of drums has been ringing. The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, like a man.

The one-armed man was shocked: "You mean that the source of this drum is related to that boy?"

"No, this is just a guess. It may be wrong." The woman swept away the hair that covered half of her face, covering the right half of her face to reveal her true face. A scarlet swallow-shaped rune was engraved on it, which was enchanting and strange. "The car is cracked, no matter what happens, you must follow me and don't leave. Once we separate, our combat effectiveness will be discounted. In this ancient ruins I always have a bad feeling."

"Yes, Lord Wei Yue, I understand." The one-armed man answered in a low voice.

The woman looked up, and the right half of her face engraved with enchanting runes was re-covered by her hair. She looked at the fine sunlight between the branches and leaves and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't guess what was wrong for a moment.

Suddenly, she suddenly stopped.

The one-armed man next to him almost hit the giant wood in front of him, barely punched the tree, offset the power of the forward rush, and asked nervously in a low voice, "Lord Wei Yue, what's wrong?"

The woman was silent for a long time, and it took a long time to say quietly.

"The drums have stopped."

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A hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, and the earth around it rose to the sky like a water curtain, but surprisingly there was no breath, because the soil gasified like a water mist in mid-air and turned into nothingness.

The strong dark yellow qi and blood force rises in the soil, with a trace of light. In the dim forest, it is like an aerosol from the sun.

The earth that rushed to the sky evaporated in the dark yellow aerosol.

A naked person. The man of the body came out from the ground, and there was still a deep doubt on his face. The sun shone on his body, making his snow-white skin tingling slightly. This is a symptom that occurs when the newborn baby's skin touches the sun for the first time, but it is clearly reflected in Wu Pengwei's body at this moment.

He was naked and surprisingly not contaminated with a trace of dust.

"It's strange that I was hiding under the tree. Why did the giant wood that the five people could hug disappear out of thin air when I came out?" Wu Pengwei was a little puzzled. He turned around and looked even more shocked.

The trees within a radius of a kilometer have all turned yellow, the leaves fall to the ground, and the branches and leaves wither, as if the vitality is gone, not far from death.

"What's going on?" Wu Pengwei scratched his head. The dying appearance of these trees made him wonder. He clearly remembered that this dense forest tree was surprisingly fat, and the thinnest one needed to be hugged by two people, and the branches were luxuriant.

The lives of these trees have been extracted.

But who can absorb the essence of the trees? Before coming here, Wu Pengwei made a detailed investigation. This silent forest is an ancient site. If you fight in it dozens of meters apart, you will not hear a trace of life. The sound is forbidden in this forest.

Moreover, this dark land has amazing vitality and can recover all the scars by itself.

The ancient ruins always mean that the remaining wisp of power of the peerless strong in ancient times still exist, controlling the law of a small world. All objects in the law are shrouded in the remaining power. It is almost impossible to extract the vitality in it, unless the strength of the extracter reaches the realm of the divine emperor.

Wu Pengwei felt strange.

He has been immersed in a warm encirclement. He is in a coma. He doesn't know what happened. He only knows that he vaguely had a dream. In the dream, he was shattered, and then rejuvenated. His body was re-condensed and full of strength.

At the end of the dream, he felt that he was shrouded in a chaotic star map. He wanted to touch it with his tentacles, but the dream stopped abruptly and he woke up.

rushed out of the ground. He carefully recalled the whole process of injury and looked at his whole body again. Suddenly, he found that his body was full of strength, full and smooth, far stronger than before the injury. He estimated that he had at least reached the power of fifty true dragons.

The strangest thing is that he found that his body has reached an extreme state, tenacity and unparalleled tenacity.

He tried to take out the burning sea spear and stab it in his skin. Unexpectedly, he could not scratch it, leaving only a faint white mark, which surprised him. The material of the burning sea spear contains a lot of rare material water grain silver, which is also mixed with ten thousand years of fire crystals. It is extremely sharp. A purple heart copper can be pierced without effort. .

Facing Wu Pengwei's skin, it can only leave a faint trace.

This surprised Wu Pengwei. Although he didn't understand what had happened, he felt that it might have something to do with the chaotic catalogue.

"Hmm, boy, I finally found you."

A cold shout sounded above his head. Wu Pengwei raised his head, and a straight and thin figure stood on a towering giant tree not far behind him, and the withered branches seemed to be broken at any time.

The figure wears a cast iron mask and holds a silver flute in his hand.

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