"Ding, please save the Son of Destiny." Song Jinqiao inexplicably transmigrated, and the system tasked her with saving the Son of Destiny. What the hell? Save the Son of Destiny?
Song...
The system said that the black spirit was transformed from the power of the polluted crystal. Does that mean that this place has the power of the polluted crystal?
Thinking of this, Song Jinqiao frowned slightly, and while thinking, he dealt with the black spirits attacking from all directions.
With the help of the power light emitted by the system, she looked at those ferocious and evil black spirits, raised her hand and struck down with several lightning bolts, and those black spirits instantly disappeared into the air.
In less than an hour, Song Jinqiao and the system had dealt with all the black spirits.
The system came to Song Jinqiao and asked in confusion, "Why is there a black spirit in this place?"
Song Jinqiao glanced at him, then walked inside with the sea lantern in hand, saying as he walked, "Go in and take a look, and you'll know."
They walked for a long time without encountering anything. As the system was walking away, it heard Song Jinqiao beside it suddenly ask, "Has the Beast God contacted you?"
At this point, the system became depressed and pursed its lips, saying, "Don't mention it. Lord Beast God has disappeared again, and I can't even contact him."
The system has become accustomed to the fact that it cannot contact the Beast God from time to time, but it still has some complaints. After all, Cecilia cannot be contacted every time at a critical moment.
After saying that, Song Jinqiao responded indifferently without saying anything else.
They didn't know how long they had been walking, and apart from a black spirit appearing from time to time, there was no danger along the way.
At this moment, Song Jinqiao stopped again, and his dark eyes swept around the surroundings, with inexplicable fluctuations in his eyes.
"We should enter the battle now!"
Hearing this, the system was surprised, stared, and asked in confusion: "What! How do you know?"
How come he can't see anything?
Song Jinqiao tapped his head lightly with his fingers, pointed to a certain spot, and said calmly, "Have you forgotten what Xuan Ji and Bo Mu taught you? Look at that place... that place is different from the others. There are faint fluctuations, and those faint fluctuations will only cause ripples when the black spirit appears."
The system looked in the direction she pointed, but found nothing. However, the next time the black spirit appeared, he saw the ripples in that area and understood.
Song Jinqiao thought for a moment, frowning as he said, "This formation must be a very ancient one, yet it still retains its power until now."
In other words, this formation is extremely powerful. After all, it still has such strong power after such a long time. I can't imagine how powerful its original power was.
It seems that it will take some effort to solve the formation.
Song Jinqiao and the system carefully analyzed the entire formation and found that the power of this formation was not only strong, but also had a very large range.
Not only that, this formation can be said to be a triple formation that combines attack, defense and illusion into one. When they are breaking the formation, they must not only guard against the black spirits, but also guard against falling into hallucinations.
When Song Jinqiao was breaking the formation, the system helped to guard it. When he had broken less than one-third of it, Song Jinqiao looked up and found that the system was gone.
She raised her eyes and frowned, looked around, and shouted a few more times, but it seemed as if she was the only one around. Just as she was thinking about various possibilities, Cecilia suddenly walked out of the darkness.
Her white clothes were whiter than snow, her appearance was extremely beautiful, and her expression was indifferent.
The Wordless Book of Heaven jumped into Song Jinqiao's hands, and he also looked at Cecilia not far away with vigilance.
"The Messenger of Destiny..." Cecilia looked at her, her long blonde hair draped behind her, her golden eyes fixed on her.
Song Jinqiao said nothing.