Douluo: Peerless Light.

Chapter 614 The Remains of the Wuhun Temple, Qian Renxue and the Essence of the Divine Table [[-] words]

Now Qian Chaoguang has only one thought about the Dou Ling Empire in his mind: destroy it, hurry up, die early and reopen early.

Qian Chaoguang didn't bother to care about Dou Ling Empire's own failure.

Just put it on, anyway, it's bad if you don't.

This country, which inherited the orthodoxy of the Heaven Dou Empire thousands of years ago, has already been rotten from the root.

It sucks from 1 years ago.

Now Qian Zhaoguang is more concerned about what is in the ruins of the angel temple suspected to be thousands of years ago?
After saying hello to Elder Xuan, Qian Chaoguang returned to Pixiu Chamber of Commerce, and returned to the hub hall through the teleportation array.

The position of the space-time beacon seems to be disturbed by some high-energy factors, and the time to anchor the space coordinates this time is much slower than before.

Fortunately, the central altar of the demiplane is very powerful, and it is not difficult to do this job.

After the space channel was opened, a very strange, but very familiar wave came to Qian Chaoguang from the opposite side.

That is after the death of the creature, the dead person's obsession and the dissipated soul power are blended to give birth to the power of death breath.

This power of death breath is different from the pure power of death breath in the demiplane, and it is mixed with other things.

The soul of Electrolux emerged, stroked his illusory beard, and said: "It's unusual, we seem to have discovered a remarkable place by accident this time, I noticed a faint breath of divine power, and similar resentment, Fluctuations like obsession are very strong."

Qian Zhaoguang also felt this breath, and replied: "If I guess correctly, this is probably the burial place of the god of angels ten thousand years ago. There may even be a Raksha god, and a group of warriors. The title Douluo of the Soul Palace, or other soul masters."

But there was one thing he didn't quite understand.

If this is really the burial place of Qian Renxue, what about Bibi Dong's body?
The crack that was blown out earlier released a purple energy cluster, which looked a bit cold and dark.

If you were someone else, you would definitely think that it was the dissipation of Rakshasa's divine power.

But Qian Zhaoguang will not.

He has seen divine power with his own eyes, and he is familiar with the composition mode of divine power.

The cold and dark purple power is at most just the power of resentment fluctuations and death breath formed by the burial of many corpses. It has been accumulated over ten thousand years, and it has not been mixed with the slightest Rakshasa power.

If such a huge amount of Rakshasa's divine power spilled out, then he should have sensed it a long time ago.

Electrolux and Ditian should also be able to feel it.

"Anyway, let's explore the way first."

As Qian Zhaoguang spoke, he waved his hand, and a silver skeleton came rattling over. Under his command, it stepped into the space channel opened by the space-time beacon.

It's not that now that he is rich, the Silver Skull can be a pathfinder.

It's just because the gray bone skeleton can't connect to the belief network, so it can't bear the gaze of Qian Chaoguang's true god.

If there is no sharing of vision, then this kind of detection that simply looks at whether the little skeleton is dead or not will be meaningless.

Under the effects of space and unknown disturbances, Qian Chaoguang's ability to manipulate the silver skull decreased sharply, and he could barely control its actions.

When he projected his gaze on the Silver Skull through the belief network, he suddenly saw a very familiar scene.

It was a large area of ​​darkness and a large area of ​​purple, which almost occupied the entire field of vision.

In the extreme distance, a golden-red streamer flashed faintly.

It is mixed in the large purple power of death breath, it is so conspicuous.

"This is the place where Yang Wusheng and Tai Yun were born!?"

Qian Zhaoguang instantly recalled a place he had been looking for, and murmured in disbelief.

"Did they fall into this ruin back then? With such a strong power of death breath, it's no wonder their souls have grown stronger over thousands of years. There's really nowhere to find them, and it doesn't take much effort to get them."

The plain I saw in that memory should be the wasteland where I fought Di Tian before.

As for the extremely tall and strange stone?

Qian Chaoguang only realized it belatedly now, so where is the stone?
It was clearly the remnants of some kind of building.

Either the city walls or the ruins of buildings.

After they were completely abandoned, they have been lying quietly on this wasteland, eroded by wind, rain, vegetation, and completely unable to see their original appearance.

It turns out that the Black Warrior was born in this ghost place?
If it wasn't for the fight with Ditian, who would have found it!

The distance from the surface to the ruins itself is at least a few kilometers larger.

Except for the old man, who has nothing to do with digging?

Electrolux and Qian Zhaoguang, who got the shared vision, looked at each other, and the master and apprentice suddenly felt at this moment that the matter of fate is indeed quite miraculous.

This is probably also regarded as a crooked hit.

"Perhaps it is precisely because of the weak divine power emitted by the God of Angels, a certain characteristic combined with the power of death's breath, which accidentally created the birth of a unique life form like the Black Warrior." Electrolux guessed.

Qian Chaoguang nodded slightly, manipulating the silver skull to continue walking forward.

The underground space is very empty, just filled with various low building wreckage.

It can be seen that originally this should be a huge and magnificent building complex.

It is a pity that with the passage of time and continuous geological changes, and even the destruction they suffered before sinking, they have been completely wiped out for tens of thousands of years.

Maybe another real archaeologist can deduce and restore what happened here.

But Qian Zhaoguang didn't understand.

He is just a stinking swordsman, and he knows the archeology of a hammer.

Under his control, the Silver Skull stumbled and walked towards the place where the power of death breath was constantly being released, carefully approaching the building surrounded by a large amount of power of death breath.

Through the gaze of the true god, Qian Zhaoguang can clearly see the whole picture of the building.

It is at least a hundred meters high, completely wrapped and enveloped by the strong power of death breath.

The overall shape is a bit similar to the Baroque church on Blue Star, and it seems to be a little Rococo style, and the building material is similar to granite.

It has the iconic large spire of the church, and a huge crystal skylight with complex hollow patterns on the main body of the building.

Numerous exquisite and complicated decorative lines are carved on it, and a large number of magnificent and somewhat exaggerated sacred sculptures decorate the entire building magnificently.

Gold products and some kind of crystals are interlaced and inlaid on these decorative carvings, which give people the feeling of luxurious decoration and some kind of magic circle to enhance the sense of holiness.

Of course, even without these external decorations, the building itself, which is more than [-] meters high, is enough to shock Qian Zhaoguang.

On the building itself, a thin golden-red film is attached.

If there is no accident, it should be the divine power of the God of Angels that has been left behind for tens of thousands of years.

Only with this kind of power can the building be completely preserved and maintain its original appearance.

However, there has been a loophole in the already extremely weak angel power.

Tiny cracks appeared in many places, causing a large amount of death breath to overflow, covering the entire ruins.

It is precisely because of these small cracks that the internal main structure is slightly weathered to varying degrees.

If the power of the death breath didn't escape through the cracks, I'm afraid Yang Wusheng and Tai Yun wouldn't be able to become black warriors.

"Typical religious buildings, very similar to the architectural style of the Brilliant Vatican's gang of dogs." Electrolux frowned slightly, as if recalling something bad, "It looks like a temple, a church, etc. multifunctional building."

"They all believe in similar gods, and their styles must be similar. The guys who believed in God in my previous life's hometown basically have this style." Qian Zhaoguang nodded, "I guess, this is probably from the Wuhun Temple ten thousand years ago. The Hall of Elders may also be the Hall of Douluo or the Hall of Consecration, but I don’t know what it is exactly.”

What exactly it is, Qian Zhaoguang is really not sure.

Logically speaking, according to the rules of the Wuhun Palace at that time, the dead titled Douluo would all enter the Douluo Palace.

That place is probably similar to a large morgue and a mass grave. After the death of all Title Douluo, the bones will be properly placed there for future generations to look up and pay homage to.

But Qian Renxue was an Angel Douluo and also a God of Angels, at least she used to be a God of Angels.

Therefore, whether she will bury herself in the Temple of Angels or the Temple of Douluo, Qian Chaoguang is really not very good.

"Things seem a little weird."

After letting the silver skeleton circle around the ruins a few more times, Qian Chaoguang became more and more puzzled.

"Is something wrong?" Electrolux asked.

At that time when the sword light shot out, he had already fallen into a deep sleep due to the sequelae caused by forcibly advancing the soul heart, so he did not see the situation of severely injuring Ditian with his own eyes.

"It's weird, it's so weird. I searched back and forth several times, but I didn't find that this ruin has a function similar to an automatic counterattack device."

Qian Chaoguang rubbed his chin, puzzled.

He even let the silver skull punch a few times at the angel's divine power membrane on the ruins, but nothing happened except that the bones of the silver skull were shattered.

A large amount of death breath power is still escaping along the small gap in the angel's divine power, everything is as before.

like
No matter how you look at it, you feel that this thing is simply a relic.
Or does it mean that the remaining energy of this thing after so many years is only enough to send out a sword, and then it turns off?
Manipulating the silver skull to walk back from the gate of heaven, Qian Zhaoguang put his hand on the other's skull, and felt the various auras attached to it.

"Sure enough, you still have to go and see for yourself."

"Why not let the Silver Skull enter the exploration first?" Electrolux asked, "Although on the surface, it seems that there is no crisis here, but it is always best to be careful."

Qian Zhaoguang shook his head helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to, the silver skull can't get in. Even if it has a light attribute affinity, it will still be blocked by the angel's divine power, unless it is violently destroyed."

"Are you sure you'll be fine?" Electrolux was still worried.

"It should be fine, I'm ninety percent sure." Qian Chaoguang himself was a little worried, "You don't know, after Ditian was injured earlier."

Afterwards, he told Electrolux the whole story about how he helped Ditian heal his wounds, including the strange reaction of the angel's divine power.

After Qian Chaoguang finished speaking, Electrolux first reprimanded him for his recklessness, then looked him up and down strangely and said, "Are you sure, you are really not the descendant of that god of angels?"

Qian Zhaoguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Of course I'm not. Others don't know who I am, but you don't know? I'm a real outsider, how can I be a descendant of Qian Renxue? What's more, I don't have a Seraphim spirit either. ah!"

"It's weird, it's weird." Electrolux stroked his beard. "According to the nature of divine power, this kind of energy should only have affinity for direct blood relatives."

"Anyway, let's go and see for yourself." Qian Chaoguang twisted his neck, "I have a hunch that there may be some good things inside."

"Open the Wuhun, be careful."

Electrolux raised his hand to add a series of defensive magic to himself and Qian Zhaoguang, and then took the lead in raising his legs and stepping into the space passage.

Accompanied by a familiar slight dizziness, the master and apprentice came directly to the underground relic space.

Just as Qian Zhaoguang subconsciously took half a breath, he coughed due to choking, quickly held his breath, and started the energy cycle.

This stale air that has accumulated for tens of thousands of years is really not a good thing.

I don't know how the protagonists in the fantasy novels take a deep breath calmly in that environment when they download the copies of the ruins that have been sealed for tens of thousands or tens of thousands of years.

True iron lung.

After Qian Chaoguang adjusted his state, the master and apprentice continued to move forward.

Seeing it with your own eyes is more shocking than seeing it through the perspective of the silver skull.

The accumulation and heaviness of ancient history blows over us.

The strong obsession and resentment accompanied by the strong power of death breath and the weak angel power made Qian Chaoguang feel that this place is getting weirder.

After getting closer, and peeling away the layers of purple power, Qian Zhaoguang became more aware of how magnificent and magnificent this ruin that has stood for at least ten thousand years is, and it has an astonishing degree of exquisiteness.

Although the building material it uses is only a common stone that is often used on the Douluo Continent, it still does not diminish its magnificence in the slightest.

There are unique reliefs and murals carved on the exterior walls of the building.

Some are extraordinary, and some are simple and atmospheric.

These artworks from different craftsmen and even different periods are perfectly integrated together, showing the hard work and painstaking efforts of builders generation after generation.

Just looking at these decorations, Qian Zhaoguang can imagine that the craftsmen of the past must have completed it with great pride and honor when building this building.

It's a pity that this ancient building, which has condensed the painstaking efforts of countless generations, can only sleep deep underground, waiting for death.

Qian Chaoguang circled the ruins in a big circle.

Except for the power that is gradually dissipating, I don't feel that there is any automatic counterattack device here.

He could only feel that the divine power of the angel wrapped around the ruins was so thin that it was about to dissipate.

If he hadn't discovered this place by accident, it is estimated that in a few hundred years at most, the angel's divine power will completely dissipate.

At that time, without the protection and magical effect of the divine power, this underground space will also collapse, and this ancient relic will be buried deep underground forever.

Qian Zhaoguang and Electrolux came to the main entrance together.

He was fully prepared, and cautiously stretched out his hand to touch the dusty door.

The warm golden-red angel power came into contact with the palm, and a layer of faint light suddenly burst out.

The whole ruins seemed to light up at this moment.

The heavy stone gate made a faint creaking sound and opened itself outwards, as if to welcome the arrival of visitors.

The interior of the ruins was naturally pitch black, with only a faint gleam of light around the huge hollow crystal glass.

Qian Chaoguang raised his hand and swayed the holy light, the soft halo spread towards the surroundings, making it as bright as day in a very short time.

Similar to what Electrolux had guessed earlier, this place is indeed a multifunctional religious building.

As soon as the interior comes in, it is a super large open space. There is no complicated internal structure, and it can be seen through at a glance.

Row after row of neat stone coffins are displayed here, all supported by exquisitely carved stone platforms.

At a cursory glance, there are at least several thousand.

Qian Chaoguang swayed a ray of holy light towards the nearest stone platform, and gently wiped off the dust on the coffin, revealing the gray-white body color underneath.

A lifelike golden crocodile is engraved on the lid of the coffin. Its majestic appearance seems to be the real thing, telling the achievements of the deceased during his lifetime.

Qian Zhaoguang got closer and touched the words engraved on the coffin:
[The second enshrinement of the last generation of Wuhun Hall—Golden Crocodile Douluo]

Below this line of words are some introductions to Golden Crocodile Douluo's life.

"It's really Douluo Temple." Qian Chaoguang said with emotion in his heart, "Grandpa Golden Crocodile, this is a fierce man, probably the peak of his combat power that can be reached without opening and hanging in the first period of Douyi."

Don't use Wuhun real body general attack, catch Tang Hao's nine rings and blow up the big Sumeru hammer and retreat without injury.

After being severely wounded by the god-level ghost white tiger, he backhanded Ma Hongjun who was fully fired.

Relying on these two alone, it is enough to see the terrifying strength of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

No.1 under the Three Peers, this seat sits firmly.

Now, he is also buried here.

Thinking about it, Qian Renxue might only be able to preserve the Douluo Hall.

From the perspective of Tiandou and Xingluo, the original Hall of Elders and the Hall of Enshrinement of Wuhun Hall belong to the buildings of hostile forces, and if they are smashed under the excitement of the crowd, they will be smashed.

But Douluo Hall is different.

Since the establishment of the church organization, the bones and relics of the Douluo people who have been titled Douluo in the past have all been buried here, and there are few omissions.

The history here is of great significance, and it carries a heavy history of Douluo people.

Maybe there were still many titled Douluo buried here in the Shangsanzong back then.

No matter how arrogant Tang San was, he didn't dare to risk the displeasure of the world.

At most, it would be a cold treatment, and the existence of Douluo Temple would be erased bit by bit by means of modifying history—please rest assured, he can definitely do such a thing.

In the era of the legend of the Dragon King, Tang San had already been transformed into the first god on Douluo Continent by demons.

It was even more outrageous in the era of Ultimate Douluo. Tang San at that time was even called the first soul master on the Douluo Continent.

It has to be said that in terms of manipulating history, the Tang Sect really understood.

Electrolux let go of his soul power, felt the permeating power here, and said, "This should be the Douluo Temple you mentioned earlier, right? Those obsessions and the power of death breath are condensed from them. "

"It's a pity that many of the bones are broken. Otherwise, using their bones to make undead creatures will be a very powerful force."

Qian Chaoguang nodded, and also spread out the power of divine consciousness to detect it.

Indeed, as Electrolux said, a large number of bones have been broken in an unknown number of tens of thousands of years.

And the further you go inside, the more obvious the broken bones will be.

Only the parts fused with the spirit bones can be completely preserved, and there are many strong bones fused with the six spirit bones of the whole body, and they still maintain basic health.

It's just strange, why the corpses displayed in the Douluo Hall were not transformed into black warriors, or the existence of other undead creatures?

Is it because the aura of angel power is too strong, which caused a certain degree of interference?
The birth of undead creatures requires the remnants of the soul, the obsession at the time of death, strong spiritual power, and a place of great yin that is rich in the power of death.

The Douluo Hall is filled with a lot of bright breath, and indeed some of them do not meet the standards for the birth of undead creatures.

On the contrary, in this underground space, since the power of light is completely enveloped by the divine power of angels, the outside is filled with a large amount of pure power of death breath.

This is probably exactly the case, with the addition of such a tiny bit of angel power stimulation, this created Yang Wusheng and Tai Yun, two naturally born black warriors.

After making some guesses, Qian Zhaoguang decided to conduct a complete exploration of the ruins first.

This is just the outermost part, they haven't seen the real core yet.

Pass through the bones of these titled Douluo in the past, and continue walking towards the inside.

Qian Chaoguang walked and admired the exquisite and complicated reliefs inlaid on the wall.

Unlike the "new" to "ancient" corpses, the reliefs were carved at the beginning of the establishment of Douluo Temple, one after another.

Just like most religious reliefs, it depicts ancient soul masters, strong men, and their battles with soul beasts.

Of course, there are also some sacred and peaceful paradise scenes, as well as scenes of soul masters and ancient ancestors celebrating together after the war.

Among these reliefs arranged in chronological order, it is not difficult to find that each of the many reliefs has one or several owners of the seraph martial soul with three pairs of wings growing on the back.

From this point of view, the God of Angels did not seem to be fighting alone, but also had blood relatives who possessed the seraph spirit.

The female seraph with the highest frequency of appearance, wearing a battle armor and having a somewhat vague appearance, should be the original god of angels.

Qian Zhaoguang's eyes moved slowly among these reliefs, trying to restore the history of ancient times by means of a glimpse of the leopard.

On the innermost side of the Douluo Hall, there is a pair of the largest and most exquisitely carved giant reliefs.

It depicts many soul masters and ordinary people prostrating and worshiping a seraph with ten soul rings under his feet.

Above the sky, a giant beam of light that connects the sky and the earth is reflected.

This huge beam of light pierced through the thick dark clouds and shone on the body of the seraphim, shining brilliantly.

This is probably the scene when the god of angels became a god.

Looking at it like this, it may be the scene when he just passed through the calamity of becoming a god and was about to ascend.

This is the stunningly talented first-generation god of angels.
The human beings who led the barbaric period forcibly opened up a fertile land where they could prosper and thrive, and established an extraordinary cultivation system capable of exterminating soul beasts and allowing humans to dominate the continent.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the god of the first generation of angels has laid the foundation for the survival of the Douluo race by opening up the mountains and forests.

If it is placed in any other fantasy or immortal world, this high or low person must be a figure like the ancestor god of the human race, who must be respected by all people and enjoy the incense of all ages.

Unfortunately, this is the Douluo Continent.

Ugh.
Such a god of angels is actually only a first-level god?

Qian Chaoguang reached out and touched the God of Angels on the relief, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

The old sea god Poseidon just conquered the sea, why is he also a first-level god?

Or a first-level god whose combat power is comparable to that of a god king?

The merits and admiration of the two are completely unequal!

and many more?

Etc., etc?

Are they all first-level gods?

After Rong Nianbing lost his god position, his battle strength was comparable to that of a god king, so is such a strong existence only a first-level god?

Could it be that the so-called one radish and one hole in the God Realm also applies to gods at the level of god kings?

I'm afraid it's not that the remaining God Realm can only accommodate five God Kings?
If it weren't for Rong Nian Bing, the first generation of angel gods, and the first generation of sea gods, there is no reason to be only a first-level god.

Just as he was thinking about the God Realm and the gods, Electrolux floated over from a distance.

"There's nothing here, let's go in and have a look. I vaguely feel that there is a small space in the depths, and the energy escapes from it. It should be the real core to maintain this ruin."

Qian Chaoguang, whose thoughts were interrupted, was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."

Into the depths is a corridor that has clearly been forcibly inserted.

The entrance is in a corner of Douluo Hall.

The builder's technique seems to be surprisingly poor, they just roughly used part of the space ability to forcibly merge this corridor with the Douluo Hall.

Very unattractive and very inconsistent, it looks like it was forcibly stitched together.

"The people who built this corridor don't seem to know how to use the power of space because of the rough spatial methods." Electrolux, floating in the corridor, commented sharply, "A simple superposition of space is nested inside a more refined one." The small space does not seem to be created by one person.”

Qian Zhaoguang didn't answer this time.

In the eyes of this old Fashen, there are very few life forms on Douluo Continent that he can look up to.

Even Ditian's spatial technique was called "unbearable roughness" by him.

If he answered the call, he might have to be told about not studying hard or something.

Electrolux just became more peaceful after "died" once, but it doesn't mean that his arrogance is gone and his vision is low.

This is probably similar to how Guan Yu sees everyone as a person who inserts labels and sells heads.

Passing through the space corridor, the master and apprentice came to a new relic building again.

Compared with the magnificence of Douluo Hall, this place is a little more simple.

Qian Zhaoguang released the holy light as before, illuminating the dark hall.

Compared with the huge corpse exhibition room in Douluo Hall, the space here is much smaller.

As the space gradually lit up, Qian Chaoguang finally saw clearly what was in front of him.

It was a giant seraph statue.

The original magnificent and sacred golden statue looked a little gray, showing the color of decay.

Even with Qian Zhaoguang's eyesight, he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, and he didn't know whether it was weathered or what.

A layer of golden-red faint divine power reaction vaguely emerges from the inside, and occasionally emits some not-so-bright light power, as well as a golden-red halo.

Qian Chaoguang raised his perception of the outside world to the extreme.

In this state, he can clearly feel the flow of energy and light elements.

The source of everything points to the beautifully carved statue of an angel in front of him.

Qian Zhaoguang's eyes were fixed on the face of the statue that could no longer be seen clearly, and there seemed to be a faint halo in the other's gray eyes.

It is as if an ancestor who is sympathetic to heaven and man is looking at his unsatisfactory descendant.

Electrolux flew up, adjusted his solidity, and reached out to touch the huge angelic sword carved in stone.

"I felt the traces of energy flow, maybe that sword light was released from here." Electrolux said, "This exquisite high-energy small space is indeed hidden here, and that space is the real core."

"Can you go in directly?" Qian Chaoguang asked.

"No." Electrolux shook his head. "I can feel that it was forged using the power of faith and divine power, which is very similar to the composition of Qiankun Wenqing Valley."

"If there is no corresponding space key and space coordinates, even I can't break through with external force. If I was in my heyday, I still have a certain degree of certainty."

"Not even you? This is a bit difficult." Qian Chaoguang frowned slightly.

If nothing else, the space that Electrolux mentioned is probably the inheritance space of the God of Angels.

Only the angelic high priests of all ages are eligible to open it.

It seems that Qian Renxue chose "I want it all" at the beginning, and used space means to connect the worship hall and Douluo hall together, and sink into the depths of the ground at the same time.

If that's the case, it's a little tricky.

Among the legacy of Wuhundian, there are several most important things.

It is nothing more than the bones of Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, the divine outfits and artifacts of the God of Angels and the God of Rakshasa, and the power of faith accumulated by the God of Angels for many years.

If there is no such thing in the Douluo Hall and the Worship Hall, then the biggest possibility is that these things were all brought into the inheritance space of the God of Angels by Qian Renxue.

That is the real Angel Temple.

Can.
How can I get in?
I can fool Ditian, but I guess I can't fool the space defense mechanism of the Temple of Angels, right?
Forget it, anyway, try it first.

How do you know if you don't try?

As much as Angel Shenli is as considerate to himself as he is to his own father, maybe he can really deceive him?

Thinking of this, Qian Chaoguang unleashed the power of the gods, and flew up into the sky carefully, until he reached the level with the statue of the angel.

Electrolux saw his thoughts and said, "Be careful."

Qian Zhaoguang didn't speak, just nodded silently.

With the lighting of the seventh and sixth spirit rings, a huge power of light suddenly bloomed, rushing towards him with him as the core.

The sacred light wheel dharma appeared behind his head, and the light divine body cast at the Contra level was more powerful than before.

This stage is called strength improvement in Qi Lian Jue.

There is no special miraculous appearance, only unpretentious enhancements, enhancements, and enhancements.

And it is an all-round enhancement.

A strong golden light appeared from the cast-like body, Qian Zhaoguang slowly stretched out his fingers, and touched the center of the eyebrows of the angel god statue.

All of a sudden, Qian Chaoguang felt the power in his body vent violently, using his fingers as a link, it rushed towards the angel statue.

The next moment, the eyes of the angel god statue suddenly increased, and a strong golden color burst out from the whole god statue, as if it had become the focus between heaven and earth.

In just half a second, most of the soul power in Qian Chaoguang's body had disappeared.

This terrifying devouring speed surprised him a bit.

Just when he was about to withdraw his hand to cut off the flow of power, the angel statue shivered slightly as if he was full.

A golden vortex gate slowly unfolded in front of him, just like the gate of heaven he usually summoned.

Electrolux looked at this space door, then at Qian Chaoguang, and asked strangely: "Are you sure you really have nothing to do with that Qian Renxue? You didn't even use the space key, this space door It is opened by itself after detecting that the power fluctuation matches a certain characteristic."

"I really have nothing to do with her!" Qian Chaoguang was also dumbfounded.

What is going on here?

It's okay to lick me with the power of angels and the law of light, but the inheritance space of the god of angels is so open to me?

What do you mean, touch porcelain, right?
Could it be that a trace of angel power was fused before?
Or is it the backward compatibility of the high-ranking and bright authority?

With a safe style, Qian Chaoguang raised the perception of the divine consciousness to the extreme, but he didn't feel the existence of danger or killing intent at all.

The spiritual sense also did not give any warning of danger, and everything looked completely harmless.

Qian Zhaoguang maintained the state of the light god body, and stretched out his hand carefully again.

When his fingers touched the pale golden vortex, he felt a weak suction coming from inside, attracting him to go inside.

He moved forward subconsciously, as if passing through a wave of water, and his whole body was slowly submerged into the golden vortex.

Electrolux was taken aback for a moment, and then wanted to go in with him.

Unexpectedly, the golden vortex reversed immediately, and Electrolux's soul was immediately bounced away by a powerful force.

Following that, the golden swirl between the statue's eyebrows slowly disappeared, and the illusory feeling quickly dissipated.

In the flickering light, everything returned to calm.

Only Electrolux with a shocked face was left in place.

His soul connection with Qian Zhaoguang is still there, but it has become very weak compared to usual, and even talking has become very difficult.

It took Electrolux a lot of effort to say a few words to Qian Zhaoguang.

How powerful is the god of angels?
The old Fashen felt a little unbelievable.

Even the divine power space barrier released by Seagod Tang San didn't seem to have such strong defense.

He is still a god that still exists in the world!

Is this Qian Renxue's divine power poured into it again, or is the power of the first God of Angels really too strong?

Everything is unknown.

Being sucked into the interior by the golden vortex, Qian Zhaoguang only felt that the surroundings were all golden.

He found that he had entered a strange world.

Endless warmth wrapped his body, as if he was in the arms of his mother.

Everything around seems so unreal.

The illusory golden ripples keep shining, as if passing through a tunnel formed by condensed illusory light.

It was a spatial channel condensed with divine power and faith, and the technique was extremely clever—at least much better than what Tang San made.

Qian Zhaoguang recalled the scene of Qian Renxue entering the inheritance land in Douyi, and flew forward vigorously with the wings of the gods.

In this place, the power of light is everywhere, and the law of light fills every corner.

Not only did the soul power in his body not continue to be consumed, but it was still recovering at an incomparably swift speed.

Qian Zhaoguang just kept flying forward like this, as if a century had passed.

The surrounding scene suddenly cleared up.

The illusory feeling disappeared, and the sense of reality returned—he had successfully entered the land of inheritance.

The down-to-earth Qian Chaoguang looked around and found himself in a large hall.

Surrounded by an endless night sky full of stars.

And the hall I was in was like a space station standing in the vast universe, existing among the stars from ancient times.

Qian Zhaoguang blinked, carefully observing the starry sky.

Suddenly, he was surprised to find that the stars were moving slowly one after another.

Could it be that this space is really in the space outside Douluo Star?

Are these stars real?
Or is this a projection of a starry sky moving in real time?
Qian Chaoguang looked elsewhere, his spiritual consciousness spread, and he could have a panoramic view of the whole hall.

The interior of the main hall presents a hexagonal shape, and six huge pillars supporting the sky support the dome above.

There are no walls here, and the outside world is full of stars.

All the creations of the gods are engraved with countless strange lines, and together they form this temple of angels.

If you look carefully, these lines are formed based on the shape of angel feathers.

Thousands of years have passed, and there is still a weak energy maintaining the most basic functions of the temple.

It seems to be transformed from divine power and some unknown power, which is completely different from the power of faith that supports Qiankun Wenqing Valley.

A huge orange-red star hangs upside down above the dome of the main hall, through the specially made hollow skylight, directing light and heat into the center of the temple.

The incoming light took the form of a beam of light, completely covering the three-meter-high statue of an angel in the center.

The appearance of the angel statue is exactly the same as the one outside, but it is much smaller, and it is not golden, but a dull earthy yellow.

In front of the statue, a long sword that was also khaki was stuck on the ground.

A beautiful girl in light golden battle armor held her sword in both hands, stared at the void with her head slightly raised, and stood there quietly.

Feather-like dim patterns spread all over the battle armor, and the six wings, like ancient Greek marble sculptures, quietly hung down behind her, completely still.

这 是
Qian Renxue?
Qian Chaoguang cautiously stepped forward, moving towards the opponent's position.

To be precise, this should be Qian Renxue's body.

Except for the disappearance of the crown symbolizing the position of the angel, the armor is exactly what the angel looks like.

As for her herself, both the soul fluctuations and vital signs have completely disappeared, and even the remnants of thinking and soul echoes no longer exist.

This second-generation god of angels has completely fallen.

Only a faint wave of energy is still passing along her body to the temple of angels.

Qian Zhaoguang sighed.

Now he knows what is the power that maintains the entire ruins for thousands of years.

It was Qian Renxue herself.

With her own soul and the last divine power as the source of power, she guarded the entire ruins until today, ten thousand years later.

Yes, I should have thought of it earlier.

Even if Qian Renxue blew herself up, she could still use divine power.

After losing her position as a god, she is still a hundred-level god, and still possesses the power of a god.

It's just that the god position is missing, and without the blessing of the power of the gods, the combat power will be greatly reduced.

Qian Zhaoguang smiled wryly and shook his head.

In my previous life, I read too many fanfic, and the second set entered my mind, and I subconsciously thought about the problem according to a second fanfic called "The Road to Godhood of the Seven Shrek Monsters".

In the setting of this fan work, Qian Renxue, who blew herself up as a god, fell to the realm after the battle and was permanently stuck at level 79.

Because this fanfic was so popular back then, the rumors about Qian Renxue's decline after the Battle of the Gods misled many people.

Even my old friend who is familiar with the original work was misled.

After carefully recalling the plot of the finale in the original novel, it is true that there was no mention of Qian Renxue's relegation after she blew her god position.

It didn't even say that Qian Renxue lost her divine power, she just said that she lost her angelic position and her spirit was damaged.

Martial soul damage is not a big problem, and it can be restored to its original state after a period of recuperation.

Even in the Peerless Tang Sect era alone, both Xu Sanshi and Xiao Xiao in the protagonist group have experienced damage to their martial souls.

After more than half a month of training, I was able to jump around again.

Even without the god position, Qian Renxue, who has a god outfit, a god weapon and a level [-] strength, can still beat ordinary Limit Douluo violently.

It just couldn't beat Tang San.

Qian Chaoguang was [-]% sure that he had remembered correctly.

He loved it so much and hated it so much that he bought the physical book of Douluo Dalu printed in the original version.

Not to mention these things, even the large part of pornography that was harmonized in the Internet cleansing operation has not been deleted.

If it is calculated in this way, it is better to say that the position of God is a piece of equipment than a conceptual thing.

A piece of equipment that can help cultivators break through the [-]-level bottleneck in the mortal world and gain increased combat power.

The equipment is broken, and the cultivator himself has lost his combat power increase, but he is still at level [-].

There will be no shortage of things that should be there.

At most, they are not as strong as the priests and hunters of the gods who have not been tempered by the spirit of the gods.

Didn't Rong Nianbing lose the rank after giving away the god position?

After giving it out, he can still beat the god king violently.

Thinking about it carefully, the position of a god is not a state, and it is really not logical that you will lose a level if you give it out.

The space inside the Angel Temple is not too big.

After walking a few steps, Qian Zhaoguang came to Qian Renxue's body.

Next to the tip of the Angel Excalibur, Qian Chaoguang found a line of small characters engraved on the ground like a silver hook and iron painting:
【Old friends are gone, no one knows my name】

With only a few short words, Qian Chaoguang felt a great resentment from it.

If Qian Renxue's soul hadn't been consumed by such an extreme method, placing it in a place with heavy yin energy might give birth to an undead creature born from a god-level body.

It is not clear which type it will be.

Qian Zhaoguang took a close look at Qian Renxue's appearance.

Except for her own dull, empty eyes, she was almost exactly the same as when she was alive.

I don't know how many times better than the appearance in the Douluo Dalu anime in the previous life.

According to this situation, Qian Zhaoguang can roughly calculate what happened 1 years ago.

Although Tang San promised Bibi Dong not to kill Qian Renxue, but it was just not to kill.

The spirit masters of the Wuhun Palace who participated in the war will be killed, and the Wuhun City, which used to be the residence of the Wuhun Palace, will be overthrown.

With Qian Renxue's personality, instead of being placed under house arrest, sitting in prison for a lifetime, and committing suicide after finishing her affairs, this is the most likely path she will choose.

It is also the best choice for her.

After all, there is no one she cares about in this world anymore.

It would be better to die than to live in such a hollow and numb manner.

Therefore, she committed suicide.

After burying the titled Douluo who died in battle, he took the priests and elders of the Wuhun Hall who also didn't want to live in the world, and died here together.

Before committing suicide, she also merged the worship hall that carried the inheritance of the angel gods and the Douluo hall that enshrined the remains of Douluo titled in the past dynasties.

And using himself as the energy core, he preserved the most core building of the Wuhun Temple, and it has been dusty for thousands of years, until it was accidentally opened by Qian Zhaoguang and Ditian.

This move was probably acquiesced by Tang San.

even
It is likely to be completed under his supervision and promotion.

After all, the dead Qian Renxue is the best Qian Renxue, and the dead Title Douluo is the best Title Douluo, only then can he take his dogs and ascend without worry.

Only when everything about Wuhundian is buried can he feel at ease.

What's more, these titled Douluo are very likely to be voluntary.

Qian Zhaoguang didn't know what happened after the war of gods 1 years ago, he could only guess so much based on the available information.

But the only thing that confuses him is, how did the sword light that almost killed Ditian come out?
Could that thing really be released by Qian Renxue, who has been dead for 1 years?

There is a lot of doubt here.

(The effort of 200 million words has achieved the first high-quality Dou 2 fan on the whole network! Wuhu!)

(End of this chapter)