Chapter 750 (1/2)

Although ziyue and qingri have confirmed what they think, the place where the bones are buried is extremely secret, which is covered by the western Lingshen cult layer upon layer. It is still a troublesome thing to really determine the location. But according to the world rules, Qin Huan didn't get bored. Instead, as time went by, he expected more and more.

To suppress the dragon people and build the dragon city is an ancient people. With his strong power, it is easy to rule the world. And what Xiling Shintoism claims is that the sect has existed since ancient times and has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, which is the source of Taoism in the world.

So we can start to think about it. Did the Xiling cult exist in the era when the powerful ancient people suppressed the dragon people and built the dragon city?

If it exists, in terms of its tyrannical behavior of suppressing the whole dragon nationality, would the ancient nationality allow this powerful sect to believe in other gods in the world under his rule? With the knee want to know, this is impossible!

Since the Xiling cult can be inherited to this day, it is obvious that there are other stories in it. If we continue to think about the relationship between the Xiling cult and the ancient people, we will come to a very frightening conclusion. What's more, Qin Huan had already felt the breath of the ancient people when he was in the ”soul refining Lake”.

However, the religion of Xiling believes in the Taoist monarch who is beyond the world, but it still hasn't fallen. It can help the believers of Xiling to control all kinds of incredible means. Qin Huan didn't feel the breath of the ancient people from the portal built with the help of divine power, which made his thinking fall into a paradox.

Take a breath and press down the tumbling mind. Qin Huan's eyes are calm. As long as he finds the place where his bones are buried, all the puzzles can be solved.

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Xiling Shinto, temple.

Under the majestic and unspeakable image of Daojun, the God seat of Xiling suddenly opened its eyes, frowned slightly, and the air suddenly became thick and thick, which seemed to condense, full of invisible oppression.

The prohibition in the body of the criminal servant was opened again after many years. Did she restore her memory or have other problems? Now, the two monks of the fog hidden sect happen to be in hell.

Ji xiangtian's eyes dodged slightly. If the problem really lies in these two people, it is likely that this time he proposed to trade the other side flower, which is a conspiracy in itself. Then he must face up to it and nip all possible hidden dangers in the bud.

When considering the throne of Xiling, a huge bell suddenly rings between the majestic Temple communities with red and white as the main colors. The vibration caused by the sound wave makes the sunlight gathering and falling in the sky gently fluctuate like the water surface.

Ji xiangtian suddenly gets up, and with his movements, in the mouth of the holy statue of Daojun behind him, a deep sigh comes out with endless compassion. The heaven breath of the holy palace soars to the sky, and the sun outside turns into a flame, which burns wildly.

Countless believers kneeling on both sides of the Shinto, seeing the scene in front of them, face to face with excitement and fanaticism, repeatedly kowtow and chant loudly. This is a real miracle. In the records of Xiling religious code, only the most devout believers are entitled to see it, which is the greatest affirmation for them.

With the worship of believers, the burning sun outside the temple becomes more blazing, and the space is slightly twisted, which makes the solemn and majestic palace more ethereal and out of the world, as if the next moment will break the void and leave.

One hundred and eight Grand priests gathered outside the temple to see two saints, left and right messengers of light and six Cardinals stepping into the door of the temple. Their faces were solemn, and their eyes flashed with envy. Although they belong to the high level of the deity, they don't know how many years it will take before they can really enter the highest level of power of the deity.

”Your seat!”

In front of the saints, the people bowed and saluted. The temple warning had not appeared for nearly ten thousand years, and their hearts were shaking. Of course, on the surface are all calm, never show the slightest confusion.

Ji xiangtian's face was expressionless. ”The miracles changed. Someone discovered the secret of Xiling.” In a few words, the hall was dead.

As the highest level of the Shinto, sharing power with the God seat to rule the endless territory, ten people in the temple are qualified to contact the existence of the miracle, and naturally understand the meaning of this word. In a serious way, it's about the inheritance of Taoism in Xiling. If we don't handle it well, we will have irreversible consequences.

The first saint, dressed in white robes and with calm eyes and eyebrows, bowed himself and opened his mouth, ”Lord God, I would like to come to the miracle and purify all the sinners who have desecrated the holy land I teach.”

The seat of God thought a little and nodded slowly, ”OK, I'll bother the saints once.”

The first saint, dorsomer, with a solemn look, ”will live up to your expectations.”

At the bottom of his heart, some thought that had been hidden for many years rolled up gently.

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Qin Huan panted gently, and his chest was burning. Two long wounds were almost the same, but he didn't open his intestines and cut his stomach. The flesh and blood of the wound turned out slightly, showing a gray color. It was cold and burning, which made the wound hard to recover.

Not far in front of him, the corpse of a man-shaped monster of more than ten feet in size fell on the ground on its back. It had three heads, the largest one in the middle was similar to that of the human race. On the left was the head of a vicious dog, and on the right was the head of a black snake.Now it's similar to the head of the human race. The eyebrows are pierced by invisible energy, and the red and white things flow outward. The head of the dog on the left side has been broken for the most part, and it is soft and drooping. The monster is dead, but the only intact snake head still stands up and stares at Qin Huan. The cold poison inside makes people feel numb.

Qin Huan gasped for breath. After the poison gas circulated in his body was absorbed completely, he went to the monster's body and cut it off like a sword.

Poof -

the snake's head separated and tumbled. The venom spewed out was unable to fall. The next moment, it was in the air and directly broke into countless pieces.

As Qin Huan got closer and closer to the place where he buried his bones, he began to get into trouble. There were some purple moon three people who could take care of it, such as the powerful ghost he had met before. But there are some that need to be faced by him alone. There is a danger.

Because the power of Qi and blood of the ancient people had no effect on the monsters here. Instead, it would make them fall into rage. Qin Huan's chest injury was caused by this.

”I found it!”

Soul space, purple moon sounded a little tired, but also full of excited voice.

Qin Huan was a little relieved. He really worried that if he went on like this, he would not survive until he died here.

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