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Chapter 315 Burying the present grave (for subscription)
A few days later
Wu Hao found La'laiye, who has been wandering around hunting all the time, it can vaguely feel Wu Hao's breath, so it has been unable to run far.

After entering the La'lye space, Wu Hao glanced at Cthulhu first, then isolated a space, released the black and white portal, and entered it again.

There is no other place that can be safer than the space of La'lye.

Wu Haogou's personality has never changed, on the contrary, as his strength becomes stronger, it will become more severe.

still the altar

Twelve candles, burning quietly, neither diminished nor extinguished.As long as you don't enter that weird dream world, these candles won't wear out, even if they burn like this for 100 years.

However, after Wu Hao came in this time, he found that the candle flame was even deeper.From ordinary blood red, it turned into dark red with a hint of black.

Layers of chaotic, dark and obscure gas were also permeating the cracked channel of the altar, and it was hard to tell what it was.

Anyway, it gave Wu Hao a very dangerous feeling.

It seems that as time goes by, this altar is becoming more and more creepy.

The power of the door characters surrounds the surroundings, that is, like a baby waiting to be fed, it can only be watched from the outside, and it is impossible to enter it in a hurry.

Wu Hao could feel its eager instinct.

However, it couldn't detect anything inside.

Wu Hao didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

I tried other powers on my body, Taiziwen, Guiziwen, the light power of the angels in the world, and even the power of believing in Xueman, but none of them worked.

The area under the altar is like a stubborn rock, so hard that it refuses any energy to detect it.

At this moment, a ray of power from La'lye's space also seeped in, surrounding Wu Hao's body, tearing the surrounding air, and constantly tugging at his transformed silver-white hair.

Occasionally, there is a whistling sound similar to ghost fog.

After all, what's useful to Gatewords is also useful to it.

So this guy's instinct can also feel that there is something important to it down here, and it also comes in.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Hao's eyes were slightly concentrated.

go in!
Sometimes, some things cannot be avoided, and he really wants to see what kind of secrets are hidden under this altar.

He had a hunch that the things inside were absolutely very important to him.

However, when he walked in, he never imagined that he would see this scene in front of him.

What a grave!

The corners of Wu Hao's mouth twitched constantly, black lines all over his head!

Does this f*ck have anything to do with the grave?Wherever you go, you can't leave the grave?

Are you really going to bury yourself?
Yes, under the altar in front of you, there is nothing but a solitary tomb.

Still a tomb without any tombstones.

It cannot be said that there is no such thing, but the place where the tombstone was originally located has turned into a deep pit.

This tomb is very strange and looks a little special.First of all, the grave soil is black and white, and it is split from the middle, and a strange aura emerges from the grave soil.

This breath is very strange, as if it is connected to the heaven and the earth, illusory, with the feeling of death, but extremely noble.

Under the observation of Wu Hao's divine eyes, these black and white auras are mixed with beliefs, mixed with rules, and contain grotesque twisting power, and there are countless kinds of inexplicable strange material rules contained in them.

Different from the black and white dust condensed by Belief in Xueman, if he insists on what it is, Wu Hao even feels that this thing is more similar to the combination of rules, power of faith, and grotesque power, which is a further power than Belief in Xueman .

It gave him the feeling that it was not even much lower than the power quality of Taijiwen.

After ingesting a ray of energy, Wu Hao found that he couldn't absorb this energy.

As if it didn't exist.

"interesting!"

Because the tomb is opened.

Although there are black and white energies gathering in it, Wu Hao can still clearly see the situation inside.

Inside, there are some minced meat, residual limbs, and some liquid formed by black and white energy. Does that seem to be blood?
Looking at these things, Wu Hao's divine eyes throbbed violently, and a strong desire emerged.A force from the same origin spreads.

"Is it the remaining limbs of the hanging mummy?"

"No, that's not right!"

"More precisely, it should be the mysterious flesh and blood tissue that was eaten by the twelve kings and descended on the mummy's body."

Wu Hao was shocked.

——The world is the root, and the gods are the source!

The mummy hanging upside down on the cross, this horrible and evil existence, was formed because the Twelve Kings, who are the root of the world, summoned the gods as the source and descended on the mummy's corpse.

The so-called god formed in the end will be eaten by the twelve kings!
And some of the remaining things formed the upside-down mummy, as well as the flesh and blood wreckage in front of him.

Therefore, the remains in this tomb are the remains of the gods that were eaten by the twelve kings!
Not the mummy hanging upside down.

The two cannot be equated.

"No, it's still not right!"

Wu Hao frowned suddenly.

These flesh and blood remains did not look like they were being torn apart, but instead seemed to be broken from the inside.

The appearance of exploding from the inside is completely different from the appearance of being torn and eaten by the outside. The wounds and appearances formed are completely different.

Although Wu Hao is not a forensic major, he has seen a lot of human knowledge over the years, and he still has a certain understanding of these.

Did you guess wrong?
Not the remaining organization of the gods, but other existences?
Who is it?
One of the twelve kings?
Who would be the Twelve Kings with this black and white energy?The owner of the pitch-black chair, or the broken white chair?
Or is it a mixture of the two?
The two of them died here?
Wu Hao pondered, and gradually approached the tomb.

No danger has been found here for the time being. Those unknown flesh and blood tissues still have black and white energy. Although it is a bit weird, with his current ability, it is not enough to cause fatal harm to him.

However, when he was just approaching the tomb, the golden fur that had been pinched in his hand suddenly burst into a bright light.

The fur grew up in the void, and turned into a golden stone tablet, which crashed into the deep pit that originally belonged to the tombstone in front of the grave.

Wu Hao's face changed again and again.

The golden fur hidden in the sarcophagus turned out to be the stone tablet of this tomb?

Could it be that the stone coffin also belongs to this black and white tomb?
Thinking of this, Wu Hao's mind moved, and he took out the stone coffin.

The next moment, the sarcophagus floated by itself and flew directly into the tomb.

The coffin, tombstone, grave, internal burial, everything that belongs to the grave is ready.

this moment

In the dark, there seemed to be an illusory voice sounding.

——To become a god, bury the present, destroy the past, penetrate the future, and integrate all selves.

again and again.

Constantly reverberating in the void, arousing layers of ripples.

Wu Hao's eyes shrank deeply!
He has seen this sentence before, in the vast hall of worship in the dream world, where he found the suspected remains of gods.

This time, I didn't expect it to appear here!
At the same time, drops of golden liquid dripped onto the huge golden tombstone, turning into five runic characters.

I don't know it, but I can understand it.

——buried in the present grave
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