Sacred Devil

And after he finished, everything in front of him became illusory.

The seemingly peaceful village is now covered by a huge golden array. In the place where people can't see, there are nine dragons guarding the village quietly.

It is precisely because of the existence of this terrorist array that Mandala village has become the only paradise in the doutian continent.

Once the array is fully activated, even the strong ones with great perfection in xianzun realm will not be able to enter the village.

What kind of secret is hidden in the village guarded by such a terrible array?

Just as Jiang Hao was standing under the ancient tree, Wang Qingyong's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The old man had a satisfied smile on his face. He thought it would take at least half a year for the other party to understand the mystery of the array.

However, I didn't expect that the other party would shorten the time to half a month.

Wang Qingyong has only seen two of these practitioners who have such terrible talent in the array. Besides Jiang Hao, there is also one who naturally created the original Jiulong magic array.

"I didn't expect that, in addition to the extremely high talent in practice, you still have such terrible comprehension ability in this array."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Wang Qingyong did not hide his praise for the other side.

"Thank you for your praise. If you didn't give me this chance, I couldn't understand the origin of Jiulong magic array."

After hearing Wang Qingyong say so, Jiang Hao also quickly clasped his fist and said.

It can be said that he can study all his accomplishments by himself in one year.

A few days ago, he had already noticed that his research on the array had entered a bottleneck period. He just came to the mandala village and met the origin of the array in the legend of Dou Tian continent, Jiulong magic array.

All this is not an opportunity for Jiang Hao.

Of course, the most important thing to thank is the old man in front of him. If Wang Qingyong is not willing to let him study the origin of the Jiulong magic array, I'm afraid there is really nothing he can do with the other side's realm.

"It's good to have this achievement, but not arrogant and impetuous, and stick to the heart."

Seeing that Jiang Hao's face was full of modesty, Wang Qingyong nodded with satisfaction, and then he said.

"Now that you have seen through the original Jiulong magic array, I don't know when I can repair it for me."

"Now."

Hearing Wang Qingyong's question, Jiang Hao's face showed a confident look.

Now that he has fully understood the origin of the Jiulong magic array, it is no wonder to repair it, but.

"It's very simple to repair this original Jiulong magic array. I think it's very clear why this array was broken at the beginning."

"what do you mean?"

The smile on Wang Qingyong's face was stagnant, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. He immediately opened his mouth and asked.

"The master once mentioned half a month ago that a practitioner had forcibly entered the mandala village and destroyed the plaque of the temple of death, right?"

When Jiang Hao spoke, he also looked at the place where the temple was, and his eyes became enigmatic.

How powerful a man can break through the protection of the original Jiulong magic array and enter the mandala village.

Jiang Haodu even couldn't help wondering whether the man's strength had already broken through the great perfection of xianzun realm and stepped into the realm of legend. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for them to break the original Jiulong magic array with their power of ordinary people.

"Go on."

Naturally, Wang Qingyong understood what Jiang Hao was saying, so he also indicated to the other party to continue talking.

"The door plaque in two on the temple of death is the eye of the original Jiulong magic array."

After these days of understanding, Jiang Hao could not be clearer about the eye of the original Jiulong magic array.

But just after Jiang Hao finished, the expression on Wang Qingyong's face became a little bitter. It seemed that he recalled something.

Wang Qingyong, who was caught in the memories, did not feel like an old man in his 60s, but a young practitioner like him.

However, the age of a practitioner is different from that of ordinary people. It is meaningless to be old or not. As long as one can break through the shackles all the time, he will live forever.

What Jiang Hao cares most is the expression on the other side's face.

"So you mean that if you want to repair the original Jiulong magic array, you have to repair the eye first, right?"

Just as Jiang Hao was staring at the old man, Wang Qingyong finally regained his mind, and then he looked at Jiang Hao and asked.

"Well, the elder is right. If you want to restore the original Jiulong magic array, you must enter the temple of death."www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!