Reflect the world

Chapter 318 Nine Serenities (First Change)
Tang Xuanming lingered, unwilling to leave, thinking hard about a solution.

"It would be great if the living ancient god could help. The formation he arranged, and the control over the formation is absolutely rare in the world."

Tang Xuanming stroked his chin, thinking that this idea might be feasible.

"I'm not trying to slay the dragon, I just want to try to swallow the blood of the Zijin Shenlong. For an adult like the Zijin Shenlong, even if he loses all the blood in his body, he will not die."

"And I don't need to swallow all his life's blood, I just want to intercept a section of the most elite bloodline, and let him drop two levels at most."

Tang Xuanming is still certain that the Ant Emperor's method is becoming more and more proficient.

It's just... Looking up at the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, Tang Xuanming still felt eerie and terrifying even though it was under the sun, like a monster with its mouth open, dark and dark without any light.

"What do you do without taking a certain risk? If you don't work hard to improve now, you may be targeted by that old monster from Chu State and take my home. Instead of hesitating here, it's better to take a risk and try."

After thinking for a long time and sorting out all the methods, Tang Xuanming decided to go to the ancient temple.

He didn't find anyone going out these days, which meant that the ancient god who was aging and dying was still staying there.

After the ancient giants left one after another and went hunting one after another, Tang Xuanming hesitated for a moment, and slowly climbed up to the top of the mountain.

Now the last one who can't afford time is him. He needs to climb to the peak in the shortest possible time, so that he can have a place in the world and not be eliminated.

The closer he got, the more Tang Xuanming could see clearly. Against the backdrop of the huge mountain of white bones, even the extremely sacred temple looked hideous and terrifying at this moment.

What's more, this ancient temple style has never been sacred.

The huge mountain of white bones has accumulated here for many years, forming a black ribbon-shaped cloud of mist, like the mist spewed out by an old devil who has accumulated for many years, surrounding the hall.

It was clearly daytime for Tang Xuanming, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

The nine steps on the top of the mountain are dotted with glowing white bones one after another, even under this terrifying atmosphere, it also sets off a sense of sacredness.

It's just that the sacred ancient died here, and his bones were broken, which added a bit of gloom to the temple.

After carefully sorting out the thoughts in his mind, Tang Xuanming took a deep breath and stepped into the ancient temple.

Even though it was a scorching summer day, he felt a chill rushing towards his face, and the irritated pores shrank.

There is no light and darkness in the hall.

"despair!"

"despair!"

It seemed that only the sound of Tang Xuanming's footsteps echoed in the whole world. In the huge hall, Tang Xuanming was about ten feet away. When he found a stone gate in front of him, he pushed it open.

It is found that the interior is an open hall, and there is still a lot of light inside, and there are green pearls on the four walls. The light should dispel the darkness.

But in this environment, the green brilliance added a touch of terror to this environment, as if what he came to was not the human world, but the Nine Nether Purgatory.

Even though Tang Xuanming had expected it earlier, when he completely saw the scene inside, his pupils still constricted a bit.

On both sides of the main hall, there are mummified corpses lined up one after another. Each sentence has sparse hair, eyes closed, and the flesh and blood on the body is almost dry. It is just a bone frame wrapped in a layer of skin. The green light in the hall illuminates them. It has a layer of green brilliance, and under this atmosphere, it is like a life-threatening ghost in the Nine Nether Hell.

Even after experiencing many Tang Xuanmings, under this atmosphere, my heart still beats half a beat faster.

But he quickly calmed down, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and walked slowly into the hall. The mummy standing on both sides seemed to open their eyes at any time, and raised their hands to strangle him to death.

Tang Xuanming's eyes flickered for a moment. If he remembered correctly, the ancient god was hiding in this pile of mummified corpses. If he didn't want to meet outsiders or want to kill outsiders, he could hide in it and shoot.

So he followed the strategy he had drawn up long ago, and said loudly: "Where is the master of the temple? Where is the jihad angel who is dying?"

The whole hall is quiet and silent, and the sound of heartbeat can be heard in the silence.

The ancient god didn't respond, and Tang Xuanming didn't care.

If he remembered correctly, the power in the ancient god's body had almost completely disappeared during this period.

If you don't understand the situation and stand directly in front of him, you may be slapped to death by him.

The Old Gods wouldn't take that risk.

But he was sure that the ancient god was very excited, and at the same time he was also very puzzled, because he just felt an insignificant aura, and the fluctuation was fleeting.

For thousands of years, except for the ancient god's wife, the almost invincible black demon ape who remembered him in the western continent, no one in the whole world may remember his true identity.

Human forgetfulness is always great.

Tang Xuanming took two steps forward again, spread his hands out to indicate that he was not hostile, and continued to speak loudly: "I am not hostile, my master asked me to come here."

"He said that there is a dying jihad angel here who can help me, and the dying jihad angel also needs some help from me if he wants to fly between heaven and earth again and see his wife and son again."

There is still silence in the darkness, and under the light green brilliance, this place is eerie and strange, as terrifying as a devil's cave.

Tang Xuanming was not in a hurry, he just stood at the door, waiting for an answer.

He doesn't have any master at all, and of course he doesn't have any master task.

I came here just to fool this ancient god who had reached the realm of the god emperor thousands of years ago.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of old guy who has lived for thousands of years or even longer will not listen to his words at all.

But today is different, if this ancient god is still at the pinnacle back then, and was an existence who was invincible in the realm of God Emperor, of course he would not be willing to listen to what Tang Xuanming had to say.

Tang Xuanming is not qualified to stand in front of this great existence.

But now it's different.

The strong man who was invincible in the God Emperor's domain in the past was also in the God Emperor's domain. After the most peak blood angel battle, he was injured by the blood angel using the forbidden technique of mutual death, and his soul and body were entangled with the blood angel's soul and blood. Together, there is no trace of spiritual energy left in the body, it will only seep out like a leaking tank.

His body almost became a sieve, with holes everywhere.

The once inexhaustible lifespan will disappear as his strength decreases. If no one interferes, in the next few decades or hundreds of years, even with the best life extension method in the heavens, he will still enter the doomsday, like those around him. This group of mummy is the same.

(End of this chapter)