The knight in the abyss

Chapter 785 Ancient Temple
After a monk breaks through to the golden elixir stage, the true essence in his body will condense into a golden elixir, and his subsequent practice will shift from absorbing external spiritual energy to internally refining his own golden elixir spiritual power.This self-produced spiritual power is essentially no different from the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. From then on, monks can effortlessly reach heaven and earth, call rain and wind.

Although Lancelot is not yet a Golden Core cultivator, the Aquarius Immortal Technique was created by the unfathomable Han Tianzun. With his experience and understanding of the 'Tao', some seemingly minor details in the technique , can often resolve the difficulties that have trapped countless monks to death invisibly, but at this moment, just because he is flying in the air in the form of a bird, Lancelot has actually gained a little bit of what a golden core monk can only experience. The perception of the aura of heaven and earth.

Almost unconsciously, he retracted his black wings and handed over his body to the wind between heaven and earth.A mysterious scene appeared, although he never waved his wings again, he still stayed among the fast-flying crows, like a fish swimming in the water.

It didn't last long, and by the time Lancelot realized what had happened, it was over.

Different from the situation when he just gathered Qi, this time'enlightenment' did not make his cultivation significantly increase, but Lancelot was still ecstatic in his heart. , his current situation is similar to that of a monk who has fallen to the realm for some reason, and the difficulty of hitting the golden core again will be greatly reduced.

Only then did he have the time to appreciate the scenery under his feet.The crows flew more than a mile high, and below was a forest shrouded in shadow, and in the distance was a desolate, tawny mountain range, and beyond that was a wall of fog that stretched to the sky. The border, unless the Lord of the Demon Realm allows (or kills) nothing can pass through that fog, not even the gods can do anything about it.

In the form of a raven, just flying normally, the speed is almost as fast as the full-strength Nightmare, and everyone is still walking in a straight line in the air, and there are no emergencies that slow down their pace.About an hour later, they arrived at the top of the desolate mountain range, and the crow with the ring on its paw slowed down, searching for the place in memory.

Here is very close to the edge of the Demon Realm. The mountains and the sky several miles away are submerged in the boundless wall of fog, while the mountains below are rocky and barren, and there is no sign of life at all. If there is any secret If it needs to be hidden, then this place is indeed quite suitable.

After turning over a ridge, the place everyone was looking for suddenly appeared in the field of vision.On one side of a steep and almost vertical mountain wall, there is a stone statue of a skeleton as big as a three-story building. The eye sockets on one side of the stone statue are sealed, and the interior on the other side is pitch black, which is extremely deep. Measurement.

The people who turned into crows flew towards the empty eye socket, and changed back to their original shape as soon as they landed, and several of the crows also flew over together, and also changed back to human form.

"How is it? Flying feels good, right?" Soveris nodded to Lancelot, "We can only send it here, and then you have to rely on yourself."

"Thank you, Soveris." Lancelot solemnly saluted the other party as a knight, "I will always remember your kindness."

"You're welcome." The brown-haired elf sighed softly, "If you really lift the curse on this land, that will be the best reward for us. Good luck to you."

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After walking less than thirty feet inside, the walls of the cave changed from pitted mud to cut stone bricks. The cold wind blew out from the depths of the dark passage, carrying a decaying smell, which also made everyone understand The space ahead is very wide.

There was no lighting in the passage, and except for the anthropologist, the rest of the team had night vision capabilities, and through a second-level darkvision spell, Karalin could also see things in the dark, even more clearly than others.However, dark vision can only see black and white images with grayscale differences, and cannot distinguish colors, so Aramir still raised his Hammer of Disintegration. This magical weapon emits bright light like a torch, allowing everyone to See up to forty feet away—the light is drowned out by the darkness that fills the passageway.

After walking for a while, everyone entered a rather spacious stone hall.It is about forty feet wide and more than sixty feet long. Four thick stone pillars support the dome. On the top of each stone pillar are four exquisite gargoyle statues, posing as if they are about to attack.On the wall opposite to the crowd, there was a huge stone door that was tightly closed. On each side stood a tall stone statue with a hood covering the face and holding a long-handled sickle, like a guard guarding ancient secrets.

Lancelow keenly noticed that the weapons in the hands of the two stone statues shone with metal reflections in the dark, and there were some dents formed by heavy weapons on the surrounding floors and walls.

At this moment, he felt the dimensional bag around his waist move, so he loosened the rope that bound the mouth of the bag, and a beautiful vampire girl came out of it.

"Hey, are you up?" Lancelot rubbed Isa's pale golden hair, "You came in time..."

"Where is this place? Why is it so dark around here?" The little girl turned her head and looked around curiously, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's not too long, it's afternoon, and the battle with that Medusa happened yesterday." Lancelow shrugged, "Let me tell you briefly what happened during the time you fell asleep." ..."

While Lancelow was explaining to the newly arrived companions, the others were also curiously searching the room.Karaline took Aramiel to study the reliefs carved on the surrounding walls; Brutal looked at the two statues with long-handled sickles out of the dwarf's curiosity about masonry; Tania looked at the top of the pillar The gargoyle became interested, and turned around below with its neck raised.

"Guys, I think I know where this is..."

As soon as Lancelow finished talking with little Isa, Kara Lin's voice came from the corner.Lancelot turned his head and found that the scholar and the priest were walking towards them, with a satisfied smile on their faces who had discovered the secret.

"Do you know the identity of the owner of the tomb?" Lancelot asked curiously, "Who is he?"

"This is indeed a mausoleum, but the owner is someone else." Karaline shook his head, "This is a temple dedicated to Melkor, the Lord of the Dead."

"It's the former Lord of the Dead!" Little Isa corrected immediately.

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