The devil kills the god

Chapter 1111 Black Slate

1111 black slate

There is only one stick of incense time!

After Xiao Fan stepped into the 'Different Treasure Hall', he immediately dispersed his consciousness, covering the entire huge storage space.

This space was built to look like a palace, but he knew that everything he saw was just an illusion, and only the rare treasures placed in this palace were the real things.

"Sure enough, they are all good things!" Seeing this, Xiao Fan couldn't help raising his eyebrows. In his eyes, there are treasures piled up like hills in front of him, and they can still enter his eyes, which shows that the quality of these treasures is extremely high. Degree.

After a hasty glance, Xiao Fan flicked his sleeves and instantly took all these treasures into his pocket.

"It's just collecting these things, and it won't take a stick of incense!" Xiao Fan suddenly felt a little puzzled, standing in the empty hall, rubbing his chin in doubt.

"My descendants, there is only so much we can leave for you. What is left is a trace of our remaining power. I hope it can be useful to you!" At this moment , that old voice sounded again, followed by Xiao Fan, he felt a 'buzz' in his head, followed by a violent force that invaded in an instant.

"This is..." Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, and he quickly wanted to resist this force and expel it from his body, but suddenly, Xiao Fan's whole body trembled, and the force exploded in his mind, turning into countless The light spots merged into the blood in his body!

When, Xiao Fan felt that the eight extraordinary meridians in his body suddenly expanded by three points, as if in order to accommodate these forces, the rotation speed of the countless stars in the divine core also accelerated, and they became faster and faster. The faster it turns, the more dazzling rays of light burst out.

Immediately, Xiao Fan's whole body began to be surrounded by countless divine lines, which made him helpless, so he had no choice but to sit down cross-legged immediately, keep his mind focused, and began to accept and accommodate those forces.

"My descendants, the war that year caused serious damage to our primordial spirit and physical body, and all the remaining power was added to the formation of the Holy Death Villa. The remaining power is too much. Weak, but no matter how little it is, it can be regarded as a little bit of our intentions, and there is only so much that can be left behind. Among them, there is also our understanding of practice, which can at least make you less likely to encounter some bottlenecks in the future. How much you can get depends on your own good luck!"

After the old voice finished speaking, in Xiao Fan's mind, countless cultivation experiences instantly appeared. Although they were all broken and fragmented, they were also very precious.

Ordinary masters would not give this kind of practice experience to others, because if they did so, it would mean that they were about to die, and they had to completely smash their souls before they could instill these experiences to others.

This is what is commonly referred to as the destruction of soul and soul!

Even the chance of reincarnation has been completely obliterated!

Before Xiao Shan passed on the practice experience to Xiao Fan, it was because Xiao Shan was already a dead person, and what he used was the ancestral secret method of the Xiao family, so that he could preserve the practice experience and other things in their original form, and pass them on to future generations .

But this method also has shortcomings, at least what Xiao Fan got from Xiao Shan is very general, without specific details.

But now the experience inheritance he accepted, although it has been damaged, is incomparably meticulous. In an instant, Xiao Fan felt that his cultivation base began to faintly improve again.

Indeed, if one accepts this senior's offer, the time for a stick of incense seems too short for anyone.

Xiao Fan had no choice but to open up his spiritual consciousness and absorb the huge information as fast as a whale.

At the same time, Gu Ning and Xiao Hanyan also collected the things in the 'Wan Dan Tang' and 'Qian Fa Tang', and began to accept the inheritance.

And Qinglian felt very surprised in the 'Xin Mi Tang'.

In the whole hall of 'Xin Mi Tang', there are only three things.

A pitch-black slate, a crystal ball the size of a fist, and a three-inch tablet.

The black stone slab is naturally what Yan Hong needs, and the crystal ball is filled with an incomparably mysterious aura of power. Qinglian knows that this thing is extraordinary without even thinking about it.

But what about the tablet?

On the tablet, there are three gold-plated characters of "Ming Tian Gong", and there is nothing else.

But this tablet can be placed here, presumably there must be some secrets in it.

Qinglian hesitated for a moment, raised her hand to put both the crystal ball and the tablet in her bag, and immediately raised her hand to grab the black stone board, released a trace of divine sense to enter and began to investigate.

This black stone slab is what Yan Hong wants to obtain at all costs. Qinglian naturally knows that if Yan Hong really gets it, it may cause unimaginable harm to Xiao Fan and herself in the future!

It is very likely that Yan Hong will gain huge and incomparable benefits by virtue of this black slate. After all, it is too early to get no benefit. Judging from Yan Hong's reaction, we can know the importance of this black slate and it has reached a terrifying level!

Therefore, it is necessary for him to figure out what kind of secret this thing holds!

But as soon as he probed into it, he was immediately bounced back by a force, and it sounded in his mind like a thunderbolt!

"Oh!" Qinglian's complexion changed, and she took several steps back, blood still appeared on the corner of her mouth!

"Damn it, there is such a huge amount of energy in this thing?" Qinglian was secretly startled, she didn't dare to act rashly, but laid out layers of defenses in front of her first, and then explored again soon!

This time, his consciousness entered the surface of the black stone slab. Although there was still power driving his consciousness, it was not as strong as before.

Vaguely, he seemed to see an extremely weird picture.

In the picture, there is no heaven and earth, no starry sky, and there is only a muddy and chaotic atmosphere.

And these chaotic qi, continuously gathered, turned into a huge and incomparably circular air mass, tumbling violently.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in this air mass ###, followed by a pair of huge palms protruding from the gap of the white light, pulling the hands left and right in the white light, and completely tore the white light apart.

Immediately, a giant with a burly figure and a fierce appearance stepped out of the white light and stood standing in this chaotic air mass. Appear in the palm of your hand!

"Open!" As the giant slashed down with an axe, the entire Primal Chaos was split into two. One part flew upward and turned into space, while the other part floated downward and turned into rocks and stars, fixed in the space. The position starts to flash.

Immediately afterwards, the giant cut his wrist, and golden blood sprayed out from the wrist.

Immediately, he raised his hand and grabbed the remaining part of the chaotic air, threw the blood into it, laughed a few times, then turned and returned to the white light.

I don't know how long it took, the blood-red chaotic air continued to shrink and expand, and finally formed a separate space, which seemed to be wrapped in something.

And those fresh blood turned into countless tyrannical beings, galloping between the heaven and the earth, omnipotent.

But the good times didn't last long, and suddenly one day, countless beings as powerful as them broke into their world in groups, and they were extremely arrogant, driving them out of their homeland.

These people didn't know what they were looking for in this world, and in just a few years, they tossed the world into chaos.

But it seems that they didn't find everything they wanted, so they just occupied this world...

There was a blur in front of Qinglian's eyes, and her spiritual consciousness broke away from the scene.

He frowned, as if he had found some clues, but he couldn't figure it out.

But... he dared to believe that the scene he saw just now was absolutely shocking and mysterious!

Qinglian pondered for a while, then raised her hand and shot several spells in succession, blended into the stone slab, and made some hands and feet, if the slate was brought back to the Shura God Clan by Yan Hong, as long as he used it, she would know immediately, Moreover, these spells can be manipulated to cause a little damage to the stone slab.

Anyway, no matter what, he couldn't let Yan Hong get his wish so smoothly!

Xiao Fan has a strong and upright personality, and he doesn't want to behave like a villain, but Qinglian is different, he has no distinction between good and evil, and everything is based on the end result, so he doesn't care about this method.

After doing all this, Qinglian held the black stone slab into her arms with great reluctance.

Immediately afterwards, he was also inherited.

In the 'Strange Stone Hall', Yan Hong paced around, wandering around several gigantic strange stone mountains.

"There are so many strange stones, and the grades are ridiculously high. Now Xiao Fan and the others can be regarded as a windfall!" Yan Hong rubbed his chin. Humans are useful, but they are useless to the Shura God Clan. Moreover, his avatar will naturally disintegrate after completing the task and obtaining the black stone slab.

After all, the methods of the Shura God Clan are quite special. When the clone is acting, his real body must be in a state of dead silence. All his consciousness is on this clone at this time. The clone must disintegrate before his real body can wake up.

"This..." Yan Hong suddenly shrank his pupils and set his eyes on the top of the hall.

A strange stone the size of a skull exudes a soft ten-color luster, suspended in mid-air, and slowly rotating.

"The ten-meridian magic stone! The legend is true, there really is such a thing here! It is said that the power of the world will never be exhausted!" Yan Hong took a breath, and he also knew that if this thing fell into the In Xiao Fan's hands, it is truly like a tiger with wings added!

But after thinking about it, it would be wrong for him not to take it out for Xiao Fan. After all, Xiao Fan must know that there is such a thing here. Wouldn't that break the agreement between him and Xiao Fan?It was signed with a blood oath, even if his deity is far away from the Shura God Clan, if he breaks the contract, he will suffer unimaginable divine punishment!