Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1002
Walking to the top of the stone steps, Fang Qi suddenly felt a terrible coercion coming from the temple. Even though Fang Qi's meat house was strong enough, he was still suppressed by this terrible coercion on the ground, unable to move.

"Jie Wu, what's going on?" Fang Qi's face flushed red, blood vessels on his body burst out, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he was dripping with sweat.

This coercion is too terrifying. It is not just a spiritual coercion, but a real terrifying coercion composed of the vitality of heaven and earth. If it is just an ordinary coercion, it will be fine. He can rely on himself to visualize Taihuang Mountain Shentu resisted that spiritual coercion, but at this moment, it was already a substantive coercion, which immediately made him unable to move.

"Palace Master, it's because your cultivation base is not enough. This kind of coercion can be resisted by a powerful person who oppresses the giants of the Dao Palace. Back then, Palace Master Ji Qinghe set up such a coercion to prevent future generations from coming to die. , come here to test the people who come later." Ji Wu said helplessly.

Fang Qi gritted his teeth, looking at the simple and vast temple in front of him, he felt a little unwilling. He finally walked in front of this temple, so he was going to see Baoshan empty-handed?
He was really not reconciled, but this coercion was so powerful that he couldn't even move his extreme treasure body. He thought in his heart, if it was an ordinary Zifu Daoist, he might be crushed to pieces!
"Sure enough, if you don't become a giant in the Dao Palace, you can't bear this coercion..." Fang Qi sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt a little retreat in his heart, but he didn't rush to leave, but slowly raised his head, he raised his head The speed is too slow, because the coercion is too strong, making him raise his head at the speed of a turtle.

"What is this?" Fang Qi glanced around the temple, and immediately found that on the wall of the temple, there was a very simple pattern of a god and man tattooed on it.

"What is this god-man pattern?" Fang Qi looked at this god-man pattern, and suddenly felt a bit of surprise in his heart, "Could it be that this god-man is offering sacrifices to Qinghe himself?"

"That's right, it's Qinghe Mansion Master." Ji Wu Ji Si glanced at the strokes on the wall, the two spirits stared at each other, and it took a long time to recognize it, "Yes, it's the mansion master."

Fang Qi burst out laughing in his heart, Ji Qinghe couldn't tell he was quite a narcissistic person, he would draw his own portrait here, he wanted to laugh, but the terrible pressure around him didn't allow him to laugh, so he could only forcefully twitch Mouth.

"Palace Master, Palace Master, don't be hit. Your cultivation is only at the stage of the Purple Mansion. Naturally, you can't compete with the supernatural powers left by the old Palace Master. You can go back and practice until you reach the secret realm of the Dao Palace. There is no need to be hit to have a stroke... ..." Jiwu, the huge bull head, saw Fang Qi's mouth slanting and twitching non-stop, and immediately thought that Fang Qi had been convulsed by the blow, and immediately comforted Fang Qi.

"Not bad, brat, how old are you? It took nearly ten thousand years to cultivate to become a god by offering sacrifices to Qinghe Mansion Master!"

"Don't be discouraged, there are plenty of opportunities!" Ji Si also nodded his huge bird's head and comforted him.

Fang Qi couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. What kind of stroke did he have? It was obvious that the coercion here made him unable to grin. Seeing Fang Qi like this all the time, he burst into laughter in Fang Qi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"My inheritor..."

"I feel your arrival..."

"Your cultivation base is enough... Hey, why is your cultivation base so weak?" At this moment, the murals of the temple started to move, and the Jiqing River above it began to send out monstrous divine light. The phantom of the statue outlined by the divine pattern also shines brightly.

hum!
Ji Qinghe's majestic voice came from the void. It seemed to be praising Fang Qi, but suddenly his voice changed, and he lost his voice with a hint of uncertainty: "Why do you only have the secret realm of the Purple Mansion?"

Jisi, Jiwu and Jisan rushed out of Jishan Cave Mansion in excitement, appeared from the void, and looked at the mural with excitement: "Mansion Master! Mansion Master! Old Master! You are not dead yet Is it?! I knew that you would not die so easily!"

"The third child, the fourth child, and the fifth child..." Ji Qinghe's voice became clearer and clearer, and his aura became stronger and stronger. The chanting sound of the vast and incomparable gods almost filled the entire void, engulfing the entire ancient city. Wrapping, a faint golden light curtain enveloped the city of God, and everyone in the Ancient God Pavilion felt the shock in their hearts. This faint light curtain completely isolated their perceptions!

As expected of the inheritance of the gods, I and others are giants anyway, but they can't feel anything. In their senses, they can only see a bright mist of light and one or two blurred shadows, and they can't see anything else clear.

"I'm already dead, you don't need to act like a little girl..." The majestic young man showed a gentle smile, "I just left my brand here, so you can see that I am spiritual, but the real I have long since fallen, and in order to keep these three temples running, I have left three drops of blood essence, so my brand can be entrusted here."

"But why didn't I sense your change before..." Ji Si looked at the phantom of Ji Qinghe suspiciously. They had 170 or [-] Palace Masters before, except Ji Qinghe, who was the first one. situation.

"Because, the previous ones were all routine, and it's the same if I don't come out. The reason why I was awakened this time is because someone just disturbed the long river of time and space. The three are that I feel that my successor is indeed a little weak..."

Fang Qi suddenly gave a wry smile, slandering in his heart, can you old man stop making fun of my low cultivation level so many times.

"Senior, the 170th and ninth Palace Master, Fang Qi pays his respects to Qinghe Palace Master!" Fang Qi took a deep breath, wanting to pay his respects, but the coercion here is too strong, he can only barely pass the message with his divine sense .

Ji Qinghe nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "The restriction here is dead, and my spiritual imprint can't be mobilized, that's the only way to do it. You are just a real person in the Zifu, and you can get my true inheritance. It's really rare..."

"However, you are a Zifu real person, running here is tantamount to death, you should go back, wait until your cultivation has improved." Ji Qinghe's voice came.

Fang Qi suddenly smiled wryly, he didn't want to come so early, it's just that the world is unpredictable, who knew that the founder of the ancient god pavilion actually moved the entire temple and underground palace back!
I also accidentally became Xu Fang, and entered the ancestral land of the Xu family to accept the inheritance!

I don't want to do this either!
Fang Qi sighed and was about to speak when he heard that Ji Qinghe's voice suddenly became dull and asked with a smile:

"Young man, after waking up from this dream, I don't know when it will be. I want to ask you, which Wu Clan emperor is alive in this world?"

boom!
Fang Qi's brain suddenly exploded!

(End of this chapter)