The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 9
In the Kunlun Mountains, there is a frightening forbidden zone.

There are dilapidated walls and ruins everywhere, fallen leaves are flying, and the smell of decay fills the entire sky.

Everything around seems to be in another time and space, silent and silent. If you observe carefully, you will find that there is no breath of life here, and it is extremely strange.

The dilapidated palaces surround a quaint altar, and the altar is full of fairy air, steaming up, there are various fairy fruits, unicorn-shaped, red bird-shaped, white tiger-shaped, human child-shaped fruits, fairies in the sky dancing, the ancient sacrificial The sound seemed to come from ancient times, shocking the heart.

"Cough cough cough, Wuliang f***ing longevity horse..." Shenma's wail came from the edge of the altar.I saw blood gushing out of his whole body, the scales on his body were scattered all over the ground, and there was a deep scar on his chest, his neck was almost chopped off.

The restricted area of ​​the Divine Formation is indeed terrifying!
When Shen Ma passed through Xuanyu Terrace, he seemed to have touched some kind of restriction, and when he landed in this ancient temple complex, he thought he could unearth some shocking secret treasure.

As soon as he set foot on the ground, he was attacked by various divine patterns, and before he could react, his whole body was covered with scars.

He stuffed his mouth with ten-thousand-year elixir, circulated the Elephant Suppressing Prison Force to absorb the essence of the elixir, desperately squeezed the divine power in his body, activated the big millstone array again, briefly suppressed the killing array of the ancient temple group for a second, and used the group The word secret calculation and the evil god bamboo opened the way, and fled to the side of the ancient altar.

The celestial aura of the ancient altar is in stark contrast to the dilapidation of the ancient temples. I don't know whether it is Shenma's illusion or real existence.

Shen Ma looked at the fairy fruit on the altar, drooling, although he knew that all of this might be an illusion, but it still looked beautiful.

In a trance, all the beautiful scenery disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Skeletons all over the ground were scattered on the ancient altar, all exuding a strong aura, five solitary stone pillars stood in the center of the circle, and a table was placed in the center, but there were no fairy fruits.

"Wuliangshouma, the aura emanating from these bones was at least at the level of a saint in life. It's just that time is too ruthless, and everything has lost its divinity. What a pity!" Shen Ma looked compassionate, but his heart was full of joy.

There are many strong players, which means that there are many babies, and this wave of injuries is not a loss.

Taking out the evil spirit bamboo liquid, Shenma began to run the magic power to heal the wound, the red sea of ​​bitterness steamed into the mist, the vital energy swelled, moistened the eight meridians, and flowed to the wound.After half a month of recuperation, the wound was completely healed.

During the healing period, Shen Ma was not idle, and used the group word secret to observe the situation of the whole altar. The strange thing is that there is no killing array or the like on the altar, only a kind of "momentum", which is unclear and unclear , but you feel that it is there, and people's respect arises spontaneously.

Stepping up to the altar, Shen Ma's expression was solemn, every step was very solemn, as if he was on a pilgrimage, the bamboo pole of the evil god in his body trembled slightly, and his altar came back instantly, and said: "Huh, it's really terrifying, to be led Now, is this the 'potential'? It really is very special."

Along the way, the skeletons of the saints were scattered randomly, and various weapon fragments shimmered, but once touched, they immediately turned to ashes, and all divinity disappeared.

Da Luo Yinjing Broken Bell, Red Blood Divine Stone Broken Knife, etc., and even some tiny fairy gold, cracked on the ground, Shen Ma was heartbroken, these are all gods.

Walking up to the center of the altar, five stone pillars go straight into the sky, as if supporting the entire sky.There are blurred stone carvings on the stone pillars. There are monsters with fish body but bird wings swimming in the water, and there are fierce beasts shaped like ordinary tigers but with hedgehog hair roaring...

It also depicts some ancient gods, to whom all peoples worship.Various disaster maps, three disasters of water, fire and wind, drought, flood, plague, hunger, insects, ghosts, beasts and monsters.

What's even more weird is that there is actually reincarnation, eighteen levels of hell.If it wasn't for Shen Ma knowing that there are only two similar flowers in this universe, maybe he would have believed it.

"I remember that under Kunlun, there is a truncated cycle of reincarnation. It's frightening to think about it carefully." Shen Ma's pupils contracted, as if he was frightened by a great horror, and after recovering, Ma The legs are a little soft.

There was a skeleton sitting cross-legged next to the altar, with a broken hole the size of a thumb on its forehead. Even after countless years of training, the body was gone, but the skeleton was still as immovable as a mountain.

It is conceivable how powerful this corpse is in front of him.

"Even after countless years of death, the quasi-emperor's power is still difficult to dissipate. Is the fatal wound between the eyebrows?" Shen Ma sacrificed the evil god bamboo, and slowly approached the quasi-emperor's skeleton.

"Forget it, since coming here is also considered fate, let me help you to go to death."

Dust to dust, dust to dust, Shen Ma chanted the scriptures of saving evil, and a golden lotus sprang up for a moment, the sound of peaceful chanting enveloped the entire altar, as if he had entered the battlefield back then, all kinds of supernatural powers were bombarded, and the magic soldiers The treasure armors collided, and the shouts of killing went straight to the sky.

"The emperor dies, the heavenly court collapses, and all of you remnants will die..."

"Heaven, earth, ghosts and gods all worship the emperor, how can you slander the emperor, kill him!"

. . .

The battle scene ended, and Shen Ma also finished reading the past life text. In his eyes, it seemed that countless soul lights and obsessions were gone with the wind.

The bones and weapons that were scattered on the ground before disappeared, and the bones of the Emperor Zhun in the center of the altar seemed to be liberated, turned into light particles, and floated into the sky.

"Perhaps, there really is reincarnation." Shen Ma sighed.

"Ding"

A black token fell from the corpse of the Zhundi just now, and there seemed to be scales growing on it, shining black light.Shen Ma stepped forward to pick it up quickly, his eyes burning.

"Infinite Life Horse is actually black gold with dragon pattern. The scale pattern and black light are like a perfect work of art."

Shen Ma grinned and opened his mouth, couldn't help but poured divine power into it, the surface of the token became more black, and the lines on it quickly converged into two characters.

"Regal"

"Shouma, Wuliang, what's going on?" Shenma was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the token, and dropped it to the ground.

Emperor Zun, who is he?That is a generation of fierce men in the age of mythology, the founder of the ancient heavenly court, who became the emperor of heaven in the era where the supreme beings coexisted, not inferior to the future Ye Hei.

In its heyday, the heaven, earth, ghosts and gods worshiped the emperor together.But I don't know why after the failure of teaching and ascension, he took another path and gave up his position in the heavenly court.

Heaven cannot stand lightly, is it a curse?Or something unknown?

Shen Ma frowned, with a serious expression, and laughed wildly after a while, laughing at himself: "Di Zun even gave up on becoming an immortal cauldron, and the piece of Qing Emperor still on it awakens wisdom and becomes emperor, what do I have?" Afraid? It’s really mediocre. This token should be given by Emperor Zun to a relatively close subordinate, representing the will of Emperor Zun. Maybe we can rely on this to get out of the forbidden area of ​​​​the god formation."

The table in the altar is neither gold nor jade, just like the five stone pillars, it has survived thousands of years and is immortal. It seems to be placed in the center, but in fact it is connected with the Qi Qi of the whole mountain, making it difficult to shake.

"Shouldn't be, there's nothing here at the sacrificial table. Could it be that the way to open it is wrong?" Shen Ma walked around the sacrificial table hundreds of times, and even got under the table to check, but there was not a single hair.

He poured divine power into the Emperor Token to see if he could communicate with the altar.

"Isn't that enough? I'll lose again!" Shen Ma bit the elixir, outputting crazily.With the infusion of divine power, the sacrificial table shimmered, and the sound of sacrificial offerings resounded around.A piece of "Sacrificial Astronomy" flickered on the desktop.

"In the past, at the beginning of the prehistoric era, it was muddled, the five elements were not in operation, and the two lights were not yet clear. Among them, there was no sound, and the gods and emperors came out of the imperial court, and it was judged to be turbid and clear.

Taizuo has been completed, without sincerity, without a capital, the emperor's virtue has no capital, and the pottery of all living beings is exhausted, and the ignorance is exhausted.

All living beings always come together, they are all benevolent, and all characters are boundless, Yu Diren, Qunsheng Hede, who knows what they have never seen, Yu Weihuang, the ancestor of billions of trillions of things..."

Shenma exudes great light, the altar is clear, and the sea of ​​knowledge is profound. "Sacrificing to Tianwen" is also deeply shocked by the content of the sacrificial text. I didn't expect that the altar communicated with the emperor in ancient times. The characters used did not belong to the modern text. It seems to be from the chaotic ancient times. The sacrificial language.

Emperor Zun wanted to contact the legendary one through offering sacrifices to heaven, but unfortunately failed.

Is that one still fighting?
(End of this chapter)