Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 527 The Vision of Time and Space Disorder

"It seems that this place used to be the dojo of a king."

Regarding the origin of the Great Thunder Sound Sect, even the Great Emperor was not sure, so Long Hao naturally couldn't draw an arbitrary conclusion based on this, but what made him happy was that there should be a lot of good things in the dojo of a king.

The boy and girl, even though they became mountain ghosts, still guarded in the dojo, which shows how deep their obsession is.

After digging through the ruins, Long Hao discovered a secret room built underground, covered by a magic circle, so it was not destroyed by the collapsed building.

The power of the magic circle is impressive, Long Hao reckoned it might be a ninth-level magic circle, but under the bombardment of the white divine thunder and the polishing of time, it was already dilapidated, and Long Hao easily cracked it.

After entering the secret room, Long Hao was a little disappointed.

This is not a place to hide treasures, it's just an empty practice room, apart from the practice experience carved on the wall, there is not even a single spirit stone.

For ordinary practitioners, these cultivation experiences may be extremely precious, but Long Hao carries the life experience of a supreme emperor, and the cultivation experience of a king is really nothing new.

However, he was not discouraged.

It can be seen that this small world inside the pyramid is somewhat similar to the Nebula Mountains or the Sacred Star Mountains in the Shaking Light Holy Land, where some top powerhouses are located.

Come to think of it, in this small world, there are still many relics like this waiting for Long Hao to discover.

……

Sure enough, on the next journey, Long Hao discovered two strong dojos one after another. Although he didn't get any great treasures, he also got a lot of cultivation resources.

During this period, some mountain ghosts also appeared, all of which were transformed by the disciples of the Great Thunder Sound Sect or the spirit beast mounts raised by them, but their strength was average, and they did not cause too much trouble for Long Hao.

Until he found a temple filled with holy light.

After getting closer, Long Hao clearly sensed that there was still a trace of holy power in the ruins. Although it was very thin, there was no doubt that this place was once a holy place.

As seen before, the temple has already collapsed, and even the Holy Formation has been obliterated, leaving only incomplete formation lines, still full of terrifying and destructive power.

Cautiously avoiding those holy formation patterns, Long Hao walked to the temple, and found that there was an ancient tree standing in this barren place.

The ancient tree is not very tall, only more than three meters high, but it is as vigorous as a horned dragon, and its old skin is cracked, as if it took hundreds of millions of years to grow to its present shape.

It is very strange, even though it has been withered and cracked by the bombardment of the white divine thunder, and the surface of the tree is scorched black, it still stands tall.

As the breeze blew, Long Hao vaguely saw the ancient tree seems to have recovered, the trunk was as white as flawless jade.

The lush branches and leaves are exquisite and translucent, some leaves are shaped like a small tripod, misty, some are like a phoenix, and the sun is shining, and some are like a fairy sitting cross-legged, very vivid...

Some of them are like gold, with bright light, and some are like red jade, very bright and colorful.

Between the branches and leaves being blown by the breeze, Long Hao seemed to see streamers of law, and the avenue was radiant.

"This is definitely a rare treasure tree that can help people realize the Tao!"

Such a treasure is extremely rare in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, and even the Supreme Emperor admires it, but it is a pity that it has withered and died.

What Long Hao saw just now was nothing but the reappearance of the remaining holy power distorting time and space.

However, after Long Hao took two more steps, his body suddenly froze, his hands and feet trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After changing the direction, the distorted space-time presents a different scene again.

He saw a misty figure, not real, pacing back and forth under the tree, and above his head was a big bell shrouded in chaotic mist.

The big clock seems to be able to freeze time, and the endless rays of light drop down from the turbulent chaos to the chains of ten thousand laws, which is incomparably mysterious and hazy, like the long river of time flowing.

The next moment, he was sitting cross-legged under the ancient tree again, and the big clock was up and down, making him look like nothingness, as if he had merged into the vast world and was about to disappear.

"Holy, holy man..."

Long Hao's pupils widened, he could really feel the reality of that figure, the boundless holy power was raging around him like a vast ocean, as if it wanted to engulf him.

But in a blink of an eye, the picture disappeared, leaving only the dead ancient tree standing in the long river of time, so lonely.

"call……"

The holy power dissipated, Long Hao let out a sigh of relief, his whole body was drenched with sweat.

It was really terrifying. He seemed to have met Death just now.

But when everything returned to reality, Long Hao's gaze was attracted by the ancient tree again, no, it should be said that it was a stone under the ancient tree.

The surface of the stone is plain and irregular, but it seems to be able to absorb people's spiritual consciousness. After taking a look at it, it can no longer be removed.

In an instant, Long Hao's consciousness seemed to have entered a different world, where there was an endless surging ocean, and the huge pressure almost made Long Hao unable to breathe.

"Holy power, what a majestic holy power!"

When Long Hao regained his consciousness, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

With excitement in mind, Long Hao stretched out his hand and tapped out a ray of mana light. The gray pebble had become quite different. The faint Buddha light lit up, and countless tadpole-sized Buddhist scripts were reflected on the pebble's surface.

Gradually, the light of the Buddha shines brightly, like a small rising sun, illuminating the whole world, and the sound of Buddha Lang Lang is heard in the ear, as if there are three thousand gods and Buddhas chanting sutras.

"Baby, what a baby." Long Hao couldn't help but marvel.

But at this moment, a piercing voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Tsk tsk, good luck, I found a Buddha bone relic!"

Accompanied by the rapid sound of breaking through the air, a thin purple-robed man suddenly appeared not far from Long Hao, and a pair of deep pupils burst out with intense fire.

It's full of greed.

"Boy, offer the Buddha bone relic, and I can make your death easier, hehe."

The purple-robed man smiled coldly, with an extremely arrogant expression, as if he didn't take Long Hao seriously at all.

Long Hao turned his head and cast a cold glance at the other party, with murderous intent.

It's fine to grab the baby, but he still wants to kill someone. Do you really think he can't be pinched?
Feeling the murderous intent in Long Hao's eyes, the aura of the purple-robed man suddenly became colder, and surges of mana surged up, mixed with a large number of inscription patterns, linking the power of heaven and earth.

clang clang...

A series of sharp lightsabers condensed in front of him, bursting out a soul-stirring chill.

"Death to me!"

With a loud shout, the void was cut to pieces by the sharp sword light.

Streams of light, like the sun startled by the sun, struck head-on, and the momentum was like a torrent, which could crush everything.

(End of this chapter)