At the beginning, I have the flood transformation system

Chapter 38
"That won't work, you are our lifesaver, why don't I call you Brother Yang?"

After hearing this, Lu Fei shook his head again and again.

Zhang Heng smiled, noncommittal.

"It's all right, but my family ranks second, you can call me Second Brother Yang."

"Second brother Yang." Lu Fei immediately called out with a bright smile.

Bing'e looked relieved, his apprentice had always been reluctant to get along with others, and now he took the initiative to cultivate relationships, and finally he was enlightened.

This is a good thing, and she doesn't need to stop it.

……

Not long after, a portal appeared in front of the three of them. When Bing'e and Lu Fei saw the statue of the immeasurable heavenly deity and majesty on the door, their expressions suddenly became solemn.

"This is probably the tomb of Infinite Heavenly Venerate."

"There must be terrifying restrictions in it, we must be careful."

The three of them approached the door, and with a light push, bursts of primitive aura came over the surface, making one's spine feel a little chilled.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Bing'e and Lu Fei entered one by one, making the palace as vast as it is, and after countless years, it is still luxurious.

In the center there is a sacred furnace burning with blazing flames. The flames in the furnace are raging, and the pink light illuminates the entire shrine.

"Jiuxiao Chijin Furnace, a heavenly treasure, recyclable, worth [-] fortune points."

"Nanming Chihuo, a supreme treasure, recyclable, worth [-] contribution points."

Zhang Heng's embroidered eyebrows raised lightly, as expected of the tomb of Infinite Heavenly Venerate, there are such gods.

"Bah."

The blazing stove in the center disappeared instantly as Zhang Heng approached, causing the entire tomb to darken immediately.

At the same time, countless organs seemed to be touched, and the sound of "squeaky" gears rotating filled the entire tomb.

Bing'e and Lu Fei's complexion changed immediately, three crystal clear orbs flew out from the golden ring on Lu Fei's wrist, suspended above the dome of the shrine, flickering faintly, and everything in the tomb could be seen clearly again.

"Yang Jian, you?"

Bing'e turned around, and when she saw the fiery furnace disappearing in front of Yang Jian, helplessness appeared on her face.

People with prehistoric emotions can't control their hands when they see a baby. Zhang Heng is like this, and so is Yang Jian in front of him.

"As expected, they are from the same sect, and they are both masters who want treasure but not life!"

Bing'e murmured, scanning the entire hall, at the end of the hall was a huge sarcophagus, standing on the body of a huge Xuanwu.

The eight Xuanwu heads are raised high in all directions, corresponding to the eight divine pillars around, and the eight Xuanwu snakes coiled above, bowing down the huge snake body.

The heads of the snakes echoed with Xuanwu's head from a distance, and there were azure blue electric patterns in between, converging towards the sarcophagus supported by the giant Xuanwu armor.

The sarcophagus seems to stand in a universe, continuously devouring the divine light of the universe.

"Look at the ground!" Lu Fei pointed at the ground and exclaimed abruptly.

The dark earth was paved with unknown materials, it was as black as ink, and even Zhang Heng didn't notice that there were countless lines drawn on it.

The line is thinner than a hair, and it can escape the detection of the power of divine consciousness.

If you don't look carefully, the countless thin lines carved on the ground will not be noticed by the black floor.

The three of them looked carefully, and saw that the thin lines were intertwined, like a terrifying magic circle, with seven nodes on it, lined up in the direction of the Big Dipper, quietly spreading to Xuanwu holding the coffin.

"Is it the Supreme Killing Formation left by the Mausoleum Master?" Zhang Heng's eyes were full of doubts.

"It doesn't look like it. This seems to be the key to unlock something."

Bing'e frowned, shook her head and walked forward, suddenly a figure appeared in front of her, which made her hair stand on end.

"what happened?"

Zhang Heng subconsciously flashed over.

"I don't know, I just noticed a shadow rushing towards me, and it disappeared when I stepped back."

Bing'e said cautiously, at the same time, the cold flames were flying in her hands, and a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and everything in the entire hall was immediately seen clearly.

On the huge sarcophagus, countless murals were engraved, and the characters on it were lifelike, and Bing'e was relieved.

Only then did the three discover that the murals on the sarcophagus seemed to record the life of Infinite Heavenly Venerable.

"In the ancient era of 260 million years, the God of Gods Immeasurable killed the spirit mastiff in the North Sea." Lu Fei read carefully.

"You can actually understand the text above?" Zhang Heng was a little puzzled.

"My family has ancient books with the same writing. I have been required to read them well since I was a child. It is not difficult to understand these writings." Lu Fei nodded.

Zhang Heng knew that he was the descendant of Wuliang Tianzun. After thinking about it, it was reasonable for Lu Fei to know him, so he stopped asking.

With Lu Fei's interpretation, everything depicted on the sarcophagus became clearer.

The three continued to watch, and the figure in the painting was not angry, holding the sword of mad thunder, and immersed in the darkness.

The darkness is endless, and the three of them felt a sense of panic in their hearts when they saw this. The darkness seemed to contain evil, and it wanted to swallow everything in the universe, and any living beings that escaped into it would be destroyed by him.

The Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate held the sword of mad thunder, stepped on the basalt, and wrapped the black snake in his body. In the endless darkness, terrible black waves rolled.

The unknown black beasts born in it were all strangled by him at this moment.

Until the end, when Wuliang Tianzun fought to the center of the darkness, a huge cherry bead appeared, and the yin and yang two currents flowed on it, covering the body of Wuliang Tianzun, a black shadow floated out from the black hole in the eyes of Yang Yuji.

Terrifying forces erupted from the darkness, and if the black shadow came from the newly born life in the darkness, it leaked bloodthirsty fangs to the immeasurable Tianzun.

The sky and the earth were dark and the sun and the moon paled in the battle between the two, until finally, the immeasurable Tianzun cut it into two halves with supreme power.

At this point in the picture, the black shadow finally showed Sen Luo's face, which looked exactly the same as Wuliang Tianzun.

However, after being beheaded by Wuliang Tianzun, he had no fear, and still showed a creepy smile at Wuliang Tianzun, which seemed to be ridiculing or mocking.

"In the ancient era, 190 million years ago, the immeasurable gods cut off their own gods in the dark and boundless, and suppressed them in the bardo palace."

When Lu Fei's voice sounded, Zhang Heng and Bing'e were startled again and again. Everything in front of them made them feel a little absurd.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate beheaded himself?

Zhang Heng bent down, a ball of flames bloomed in his hands, and the dark stone platform under his feet shone brightly, reflecting the shadow of the flames, making his face suddenly sink.

"This is probably the Bardo Shrine!"

"Doesn't it mean that the divine thoughts of Wuliang Tianzun are suppressed here?" Bing'e finally lost her composure.

"Don't panic, this is already a thing of the past, the years have passed, and even the immeasurable Tianzun has died, not to mention the god Nian who has been killed by him."

As soon as Zhang Heng's voice fell, a black wind suddenly blew up in the whole palace, filled with a strong smell of blood.

The startled Bing'e and Zhang Heng hurriedly looked around, and when they saw Lu Fei behind them, their eyes changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)