[Chapter 936: Phantom Heart City, a Day of Celebration in Three Hundred Years!]

This is not so much a city as a strong fortress or fortress.

Phantom Heart City is a circle, like a tent, with a curved vault, enveloping the entire city, the surface is as smooth as jade, and in the dim dust and sand, it is a strange light that "shoots" back.

The city itself conveys a strange and fantastical atmosphere.

Feng Ziyue had never seen a building like this before, and he quietly looked at the front of Phantom Heart City.

"Pretty remarkable, right?"

Zhang Yan stood beside him, with an expression of reverence and admiration on his face.

"It's also the first time I've seen Phantom Heart City, and although I've heard about it many times, I still can't believe it when I actually see it with my own eyes......"

He pointed to the shiny surface, "Do you know that the storms of the ancient world often have an impact force of tens of millions of yuan, and if it were an ordinary building, it would have fallen apart long ago under this impact......

"The material used to make the outer wall is 30 million refined iron, which can be called the hard material between heaven and earth—but even such a thing cannot last long......"

"The curved arch is designed to withstand the wind, which has been carefully calculated by several masters of the study of several days, and it is impossible to miss even the slightest!"

"It's really amazing!" Feng Ziyue nodded, and there was a hint of respect in his tone.

No matter what purpose this Phantom Heart City was built, but the building itself is a condensation of the high achievements of the science of heaven and architecture, perfect and exquisite, faintly figured out with martial arts, and implements the principle of the unity of heaven and man, all of which do not reflect harmony!

The galaxy is gradually approaching the Phantom Heart City, and this city, or fortress, is gradually "revealed" its true face.

When you get closer, you can see that the dome of Phantom Heart City is not as smooth as you imagined, with mottled traces, which are the traces left by so many years of storms.

Vicissitudes, mystery, silence.

For some reason, a sad atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire galaxy, and everyone was suddenly silent, even Zhang Yan, who had been chattering, kept her mouth shut for the time being.

Everyone stared in the direction of Phantom Heart City, as if they were looking at their future fate.

"It's about to land!

Amidst the noisy shouting, the galaxy floated slowly but resolutely to the top of the Dome of Phantom Heart City.

"It's here!"

After ten days of flying, a group of young masters from the Hundred Merchants World finally arrived at the center of the terrifying ancient world, the Three Hundred Years Heavenly Tribulation Place, the Phantom Heart City!

"Feng Gongzi, the steward here of the Four Heavens Jing Chamber of Commerce will come to pick me up in a while, Feng Gongzi, you are here on behalf of Yan Ye Palace, presumably the deacon of Yan Ye Temple should also take you to rest......

Zhang Yan paused, and turned her gaze to Nangong Min, "This Miss Nangong, if Young Master Feng wants to take him with him, the people of Yan Yedian should not object." ”

Feng Ziyue nodded, glanced at the others, and asked, "What about the other people?"

"They also have their own people, so Feng Gongzi doesn't have to worry. ”

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, "Everyone is here, before starting to explore, everyone is a VIP of Phantom Heart City, and they will be well received......"

A wry smile appeared on his face, "For the carnival before death, the people of Illusory Heart City have experience-"

Feng Ziyue's heart sank, and he naturally knew the meaning of Zhang Yan's words.

This group of young masters was originally used as cannon fodder, and the reception afterwards was like a severed head meal before death.

Nangong Min's body beside him trembled slightly, thinking of the senseless deaths of so many small family masters in the past thousands of years, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Don't worry. ”

Feng Ziyue patted her, "This time, we will also protect the lives of some people, as long as we can solve the mystery of the end of this ancient world, no one will sacrifice in vain in the future......"

"Hmm!"

Nangong Min nodded firmly.

Sure enough, the stewards of the Four Heavenly Beijing Chamber of Commerce and Yan Yedian all went to the Xinghe Floating Chacha to greet them, and as soon as Zhang Yan went down, he was picked up, and he immediately followed Feng Ziyue to confess his guilt, made an appointment to meet again in the evening, and went straight away.

The person who came to greet Feng Ziyue was a gray-haired old man, his face was thin and thin, his face was full of wrinkles like ravines, but his expression was very kind.

"Feng Gongzi, the old four-tailed man, is the steward of the Yan Night Temple in the Illusory Heart City. Before, the hall master had already sent a message that in the Illusory Heart City, there were thirty-five people in the Yan Ye Palace, and they all obeyed the orders of the Feng Gongzi, and if they had any orders, they should tell the old man to do it......"

"The Night King's Hall Lord is too polite. ”

Feng Ziyue nodded, and followed the four tails to the residence to rest.

Along the way, he also observed the scenery in Phantom Heart City.

Although the Phantom Heart City is shrouded by the entire dome and does not see the daylight, but under the dome, I don't know what method was used, emitting a dark red light, although the whole city is depressed and dim, but the vision is still clear.

The city is very spacious, but the main thing is that there are no people.

After all, although there are many dead soldiers of the seven major forces, it is impossible to consume all of them in this Illusory Heart City, and each force only sends a hundred people every three hundred years, and it is impossible for all of them to hold out for more than two or three hundred years.

Even if it is a three hundred years, most of the people who have died, just like the hundred people sent by the Yan Ye Temple this time, after three hundred years, there are only thirty-five people left, and there are as many as sixty-five people who died of accident and old age.

Of course, it won't be long before another hundred people will come here to replenish it, and so on, maintaining the operation of Phantom Heart City.

The other six major forces are the same.

Every 300 years, a total of 700 people, plus several predecessors of the previous generation who survived, face a time of loneliness and horror together.

The meaning of their lives is almost entirely about maintaining the operation of Phantom Heart City, as well as the welcome ceremony that occurs once every three hundred years.

Therefore, these four tails looked a little incoherent with excitement, although Feng Ziyue was not the representative of Yan Ye Temple, but came in place of them and on his own behalf, but for the four tails, he was still like a relative.

Regarding Feng Ziyue taking Nangong Min, the four tails did not raise any objections at all.

Even after three hundred years, they still carried out the orders of the Yan Ye Temple to the letter.

This is the Dead!

"The other six galaxies are floating here, and Feng Gongzi's party is the first ...... to come to our Illusory Heart City."

"But if you want to come here in the next day or two, it's time to ......."

"At that time, it was lively, hehe, these days, probably three hundred years, the festive days of Phantom Heart City, the wine that has been aged for three hundred years, everyone can drink and sing heartily!"

On the face of the four tails, there was a longing expression.