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Weird changes suddenly appeared. Halfway up the mountain, a quiet wind suddenly blew by, and wisps of mist were carried in the wind. They kept gathering, and in a moment, they enveloped the surrounding area. Bands of black mist lingered, making everything look extremely dim. The fog was even thicker on the mountain tops, making it difficult for even the Holy Lord King to see through.
"Don't let anything happen!" At this moment, Nangong Zheng and others felt an ominous feeling in their hearts.
Jiang Chen's eyes opened slightly, but he saw a few people faintly visible in the hazy black mist. They were all wearing ancient clothes, as if they had come from ancient times.
They all looked very old, and their bodies lacked any vitality and were lifeless, but standing there felt oppressive and suffocating.
The mountain wind blew, and those ancient people were like fossils in the thick fog, motionless, with only the rustling sound of their ancient clothes.
"These... seem to be saint-level existences!" Although he has not yet broken through to this realm, since Jiang Chen took up the holy path, he has created more than a dozen saints for the human race. Nangong Zheng and others People can be regarded as people who have never eaten pork but have seen pigs running away.
"A few saints who have fallen for many years dare to appear in front of me. It seems that my performance is not strong enough!" The moment he spoke in a deep voice, Jiang Chen took a step forward. In an instant, A huge swallowing power was derived and turned into a huge whirlpool, covering those ancients.
Strangulate, devour, all at once!
Perhaps, to many practitioners, saints are already extraordinary beings, but to Jiang Chen, saints in this world are no different from ants. He doesn't even need to take action, just a look or a thought. It's enough to wipe them out completely.
However, as a progressive young man who is very environmentally conscious, how could Jiang Chen allow himself to do such a wasteful thing? Therefore, without any hesitation, he directly activated Beiming Devouring Heaven and swallowed up their power together with their origin. , turned into the nutrients of one's own Xuanhuang True Body of Heaven and Earth.
With the road ahead open, Jiang Chen stepped forward with such overwhelming momentum that all the evil spirits in the mountain retreated. No one dared to stop his steps.
Nangong Zheng and others followed Jiang Chen through dangerous mountains and desperate situations. Although this was not the first time they saw such a scene, they could not help but feel sincerely shocked from the bottom of their hearts.
After a while, the group came to the list of gods.
The golden light was strong, and the stone wall was full of traces of time. The ancient list of gods was stuck on it, very firmly. Even though hundreds of thousands of years have passed, there is no sign of loosening, and time has not left any mark on it.
"Blood pit..." Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the crowd. Everyone turned around and saw that there was a blood pit that had not dried up in this area.
"This is the blood of the Dacheng Holy Body. It is a priceless holy object!" Nangong Zheng screamed and almost rushed forward, but he was too scrupulous to walk around and forcibly resisted the impulse.
"It's of no use anymore. It's been too long, and the power in the blood has almost dissipated." Jiang Chen sighed, time is really the most terrifying force in the world. However, having said that, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the blood of the Dacheng Holy Body has not dried up yet, which is indeed extraordinary.
"There is a defective elixir root!" On the other side, Dongfang Shengyi couldn't help but exclaimed. Following his gaze, he saw a blood pit where elixir once grew. Unfortunately, it was killed by someone. After picking it up, I knew without thinking that the elixir bred with the holy blood must have amazing medicinal power.
"There is a writing, Chi Long is trapped here..." Ximen Xie was halfway through his thoughts and couldn't help but cursed: "It turns out to be that smelly Taoist priest. I didn't expect that he actually took the elixir before us!"
Jiang Chen seemed to remember that in the story of reincarnation, Chilong Taoist was trapped in the holy cliff and had been sealed for fifteen hundred years. Now that he has disappeared, he must have escaped from the holy cliff ahead of them. This guy can To walk out of the sacred cliff alive can be regarded as an extraordinary person.
Stepping forward, Jiang Chen was getting closer and closer to the Conferred Gods List. He could already clearly see it. It seemed to be made of gold, exuding strange fluctuations.
On both sides of the golden list, there are stone carvings. A sitting Buddha is none other than Sakyamuni. The other is an old man riding a green bull. There seems to be purple energy floating around him to the west. It is lifelike and very expressive.
Purple Qi travels three thousand miles and leaves Hangu Pass in the west.
The old man riding the bull in the picture is clearly Lao Tzu. Compared with the Origin world where Jiang Chen once stayed, Lao Tzu in this world is not only a famous person, but also a powerful practitioner. His cultivation level is so strong that he has reached the level of The realm of quasi-emperor.
When Jiang Chen looked at the engraving, he seemed to see a compassionate Buddha sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree, with endless Zen chants echoing, making people feel peaceful and want to take refuge where he sat.
On the other side, purple energy comes from the east, and a green bull carries the old man all the way to the west. The energy of the great road flows, incomparably far away, and Wuwei is born.
Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu riding a green bull all have a supreme and lofty Taoist charm.
However, although the two have peerless cultivation, there is still a huge gap compared to the list of gods left by Emperor Wu Shi. On the golden list of gods, there are indescribable and wonderful divine patterns flowing, expounding the most direct and fundamental meaning. The path of spiritual practice also contains the most terrifying and powerful power.
"A list of gods will move the heaven and the earth, and the eternal sky will have no beginning!"
Jiang Chen looked at the Golden List of Gods in front of him and couldn't help but let out a sigh. Then, he waved his hand gently, and a golden avenue appeared under everyone's feet.
Walking up the golden road, within a moment, everyone arrived at the top of the holy cliff. What they saw was a huge cliff, very broad enough to build a small town on it.
However, this place is a barren land, with no grass growing, and the whole body is pitch black, with lots of blood and dark red blood stains. There are still some puddles in some places, bright red and dazzling. After so many years, although the spiritual energy has dissipated, but for some unknown reason, the holy blood has never dried up.
The most eye-catching thing is the edge of the holy cliff. There is a huge sarcophagus there, which is more than a hundred feet long, hanging on the cliff. Perhaps it has been too long, and there are many green hairs on it, which makes it look like a stone coffin. As soon as one looks at it, one knows that it is dangerous and unpredictable.
"The ancient coffin that has been in the world for nearly 200,000 years..." Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel confused. If there was no accident, this was the place where the body of the Dacheng Holy Body lay, and it must be him in the coffin.
However, why there are green hairs growing on the ancient coffin? It is unusual at first glance, and it is completely incompatible with the splendor of the holy statue of the Dacheng Holy Body!
"Could it be..." Someone seemed to have guessed something, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and a bit of fear appeared on his face unconsciously.
Next to the ancient coffin, there are two stone tablets erected by Sakyamuni and Laozi, leaving words of condolences. In addition, there are two huge starry sky pictures. They seem to have deduced something here. They are densely packed. , stars everywhere. In every starry sky map, there is a thin line, slightly invisible, that leads to the depths of the starry sky.
The two starry sky pictures are very large. They are not engraved on the stone tablets, but imprinted on the stone ground. This is a careful deduction.
The dates when they were carved were only a few hundred years apart, but they were definitely not from the same period and could be identified, but the pictures were probably drawn more than 2,000 years ago.
Compared with hundreds of thousands of years, two thousand years is not that terrifying, but on the other side of the starry sky, it can be traced back to the pre-Qin period, which can be called a very ancient period of time.
The Holy Lords of the major Holy Land families in the Eastern Wasteland can probably only live to this age. If the time is longer, if they cannot break through to a higher level, they will return to dust and dust to dust. Since ancient times, no one has been able to survive. Immortal.
After Jiang Chen imprinted two pictures of the starry sky, he was about to open the ancient coffin. Seeing this, everyone quickly took a few steps back, guarding their minds for fear of any unforeseen changes.
I saw Jiang Chen standing in front of the ancient coffin. With a wave of his hand, a majestic force burst out. Wherever it touched, with a bang, all the green hair covering the ancient coffin was cut off. Immediately, the ancient coffin drama It trembled, as if something huge was about to come out, and the terrifying aura it emitted made the mountain shake.
In the entire area where the Holy Cliff is located, there are more than fifty mountains standing side by side. They are all shaking at the moment, as if a big earthquake has occurred, and huge rocks are rolling down.
Especially this great mountain, if it were not imprisoned by the emperor's formation, it would have collapsed, and there was an inexplicable surge of energy.
At this moment, the formation patterns carved by the Emperor Wu Shi manifested a supreme mystery. There were threads from all directions, spreading and intertwining in the void.
Although there is no Dao pattern engraved on the top of the mountain, it is a place of guidance, which can lead thousands of strands of great power to the ancient coffin and bind it.
As time passed, the restlessness finally stopped, the sarcophagus stopped shaking, and everything seemed to have calmed down. Jiang Chen took action again, lifting the lid of the coffin with a wave of his hand, causing it to fall on the top of the mountain.
"boom!"
Another peerless gloomy evil energy rushed out, and the black mist rolled into the sky, trying to completely submerge the place.
Nangong Zheng and others did not dare to move. Although Jiang Chen protected them with his peerless magical power so that they did not have to worry about their lives, just looking at the scene in front of them made people feel frightened.
Before Jiang Chen could make a move, thousands of thin lines intertwined with each other. The formation pattern carved by Emperor Wu Shi came into play at this time. A blazing light curtain appeared, obliterating the evil spirits and shrouding the ancient coffin. At the same time, a piece of golden cloud burst out of the Fengshen List halfway up the mountain, landed, and stopped the restless ancient coffin. In an instant, the unparalleled murderous intent converged like a tide.
Immediately, bright rays of light burst out from the ancient coffin and shot up into the sky. They dispersed the clouds and mist, and a blaze of light condensed into a Tao picture in mid-air, which slowly emerged. It was:
"Nine Secrets!"