Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1392
In front of a large hall.

The holy patriarch led Fang Qi to this hall with a group of priests and elders. The holy patriarch smiled and said:
"This temple hall is only offering sacrifices to the ancient ancestors of our lineage. As for the ancient ancestors of other lines, they left them in the God Realm. We only set up a spiritual seat, although we can also use this to sense the ancestors' spirit." Remnant spirit, but still far from the real spirit."

When Fang Qi saw this great hall, he felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling at this moment, and the blood all over his body gushed out almost uncontrollably. Thick blood and blood surged all over his body, a strong call The feeling came from the main hall of the temple. This main hall looks simple and unpretentious, but there are divine brilliance everywhere, and there are even mysterious and extraordinary witch patterns intertwined around, constantly changing.

The ancient and boundless ballad came from the temple, which immediately lifted Fang Qi's mind. It seemed that in that desolate ballad, he felt the ancient barbaric era, the unrestrained and wild era, and the boundless world. In the middle, the ancient ancestors ran recklessly on the barbaric emperor, the aura of recklessness came to the face, and at the same time, the sound of the desolate ballad became more and more intense, and the whole temple shook strongly at this moment.

hum!
As if sensing Fang Qi's arrival, the gate of the temple opened with a bang. , there are Vientiane patterns, and even Wuhuang patterns!
It was also the first time for Fang Qi to feel the Witch Emperor pattern. As soon as the Witch Emperor pattern appeared, the Vientiane pattern and the Five Elements pattern were all suppressed, and the Witch Emperor pattern surpassed the Five Elements and Vientiane. It is even more spectacular, leading other witch patterns, and these witch patterns have begun to form a unity under the command of this Wuhuang pattern.

Huh?
This Witch Emperor pattern has been commanding other witch patterns, and it seems to be integrating all the witch patterns. Could it be that this Witch Emperor pattern wants to evolve?
Fang Qi naturally also felt the dancing witch patterns all over the sky. These witch patterns were all pure red gold, shining brightly. Although some of them were cursed, after falling, the curse would naturally dissipate. The physical body has collapsed, and the blood curse is naturally lifted, and these magic lines are naturally re-formed into the purest witch lines.

What a mysterious witch pattern this is!

Fang Qi couldn't help trembling all over his body. He felt that the Witch Emperor's pattern filled the sky, telling the infinite road like the latitude and longitude of heaven and earth. He couldn't bear it all over his body. Even if he kept thinking about Taihuang Mountain, he couldn't suppress it. With a bang, the center of the brow split open, and the dragon character magic pattern burst out, and the extremely violent blood and blood pushed the young witches around to retreat violently.

boom!
The violent energy and blood came from Fang Qi's body accompanied by the blazing temperature. He completely transformed into Zhu Rong's real body. This manifested real body immediately made Fu Hao and others look straight. Qi just revived the divine heart and divine bone, and even the tempering of the divine heart and divine bone was zero, let alone practicing Zhu Rong Xuanzu's unique skills, but the aura emanating from Fang Qi seemed to be like an unrivaled demon god, terrifying The breath suppressed the blood in their bodies so that they could not flow out, making them feel more and more aggrieved. At the same time, they also understood that Fang Qi had given them enough face in this battle just now.

If the other party reveals Zhu Rong's real body as soon as he comes up, I am afraid that the dozen or so people he has are really not enough for the other party to deal with.

"Have you had such a big reaction before entering the ancestral temple?" Priest Jushan murmured with his eyes widened.

At the same time, the sound of desolate drums came suddenly. Fu Hao, Yue Lingxiu and the others looked up, and saw that the patriarch Sheng had walked to the battle drum in front of the ancestral temple at some point, and was holding drumsticks in both hands. , thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thumping war drums, and a deafening, desolate singing voice uttered from the mouth, shaking the heavens and the earth:
"...Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear..."

"...Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear..."

"...Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my armored soldiers!"

"Walk with the child!"

……

The sonorous and powerful ballad sounded, and everyone's hearts were shaken. They opened their mouths involuntarily, and recited the sacrificial oration together with the holy patriarch. Suddenly, this mysterious ancestral temple hall became brighter and brighter, and the witch patterns looked like swimming dragons. They usually move up and down, and the appearance of these sacrificial rites immediately makes the aura of this hall strong in the distance.

hum-

At the same time, it seemed that something had been artificially opened, and a wild breath rushed out from the main hall of the ancestral temple in an instant, shaking the world, and a long chant sounded, followed by countless long chant sounds , They are also singing ancient songs, but the syllables are even more ancient, and the language is completely incomprehensible. It seems that they are singing something in the witch language, and a huge air machine is opened.

Rumble!
I saw that the witch patterns that were originally extremely calm in the air suddenly rioted again, wrapping around Fang Qi's body like countless pythons instantly, but Fang Qi felt no pain at all, and even wanted to groan comfortably.

"Go in, my blood of the witch clan!"

"Go in and accept the test of the ancient ancestors of my witch clan!"

"As long as you pass the test, you will be a real Wu clan warrior!" The white-haired elder next to the holy patriarch said tremblingly.

Fang Qi couldn't hear any sound at this moment. He felt as if someone was talking to him in the infinite Dao Shenyu. The feeling of this conversation was very strange. There was no sound, but he could hear it clearly. That feeling kept echoing in his head.

thump--

Fang Qi walked slowly into the ancestral temple and shrine under the entanglement of the witch patterns, as if a small stone fell into the lake with a plop.

Seeing Fang Qi stepping into the hall, the head of the holy patriarch did not relax at all, but became more dignified.

"Holy Patriarch, can he do it?" The white-haired Great Elder hadn't spoken just now, and only after Fang Qi entered the hall, he tremblingly opened his mouth.

"Yes, he can!"

"Since he has become a primordial spirit, he must be able to comprehend what the ancestors left behind, and only he can comprehend it. It is useless for us witches without primordial spirits to enter!" The patriarch said firmly.

"If even he can't do it, then no one in my Wu Clan can do it!"

Others may not know the things in this ancestral temple, but these old guys are very clear. What they brought to the lower realms is not only the remnant spirits of the ancestors, but also the things left by the ancestors in the past It is said that it is a treasure that can save their witch clan. When the fate comes, someone can crack it, and that person is the holy son who led their witch clan out of the predicament and returned to glory, but so far no one has been able to crack it.

"Trust him, he can do it!"

(End of this chapter)