The Strongest God Emperor of the Great Antiquity

"crunch-"

The two doors were pushed open by him, making a creaking sound, as if the bearings were out of oil.

"Buzz!"

When the black god general pushed the door open, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded inside the hall, and the dark hall suddenly lit up, as if it were daytime.

Zhong Chen even felt that the light inside was extremely dazzling and intensely hot.

"Ah!" As soon as the door was opened, the black god general let out an extremely tragic scream. .

Chapter [-] Handwriting

Zhong Chen watched the black divine general, and was instantly melted by the intense light from the hall.

"This?"

Seeing the black god who was so brave before, he was instantly melted, and Zhong Chen hurriedly retreated to the place where the light of the main hall could not shine.

After the black god will be melted, there will be only a pool of liquid flowing on the ground like a candle. When the black god will all be turned into black liquid, black smoke will begin to appear on the black liquid.

Black smoke drifted in the air, and began to spread into countless streaks in the air, lingering gently, and began to float on the bronze lamp sockets.

"rub!"

In an instant, all the bronze lamp sockets ignited, and the blue flames illuminated the square again.

At the same time, the light in the hall was no longer as intense as it was at first. Before Zhong Chen felt that the light radiating from the hall was almost as hot as the light close to the sun.

The black god will completely dissipate in this world.

Zhong Chen remembered that the Black God General had said before that he was a living dead person, or a living dead person who had lived for four thousand years.

It is still in this bronze palace complex that he cultivated and attained Taoism, which shows how long the history of this bronze palace complex is.

947 In addition, the bronze palace complex is still on the back of a flying Lingbao, which must be so powerful and powerful to create such a miracle.

Zhong Chen couldn't even imagine what it would be like before the bronze palace complex here was destroyed.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zhong Chen had never heard of such a place before, and there was no such place where stories were circulated.

According to common sense, such a place should not take the opportunity to be in the dust of history, and such a place should be widely known to the world.

This time, if the old guy hadn't sacrificed himself and summoned such a flying spirit treasure, then Zhong Chen might not have had the chance to come here and learn about the flying spirit treasure and the bronze palace on the back of the flying spirit treasure. Buildings.

The light inside the bronze lamp palace is no longer so dazzling, Zhong Chen stretched out his hand and sighed that the light inside was not so hot.

He walked in cautiously, ready to leave at any time.

"East Emperor Bell!"

"Chaos Spirit Cauldron!"

"Chaos Samsara Lotus!"

These three pieces are placed on the body layer by layer and play a powerful defensive role.

Zhong Chen didn't want to go in and encounter the same fate as the black god general. With the defense of these three magic weapons, at least he could have a certain reaction time.

"The avenue is endless!"

As soon as Zhong Chen walked in, he saw a line of writing on the ground. The handwriting was extremely scribbled, but the momentum was amazing.

As soon as the eyes looked, the eyes were directly attracted by this line of words, and the whole person's consciousness seemed to be pulled into this line of words.

From the strokes of this line of characters, Zhong Chen seemed to see the whole body of a seeker, seeking the Tao, cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao for a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...and never ending.

This cultivator has tirelessly pursued the Dao of his life, but he has never found the real Dao.

"Buzz!"

After reading this person's voice, Zhong Chen felt a buzzing in his mind, as if he had experienced a reincarnation experience.

Although there is no clear memory of the person who wrote this line of words in his spiritual sense, Zhong Chen really understood and absorbed his understanding of the Dao.

He continued to walk in, and another line of words appeared on the ground.

"The Great Way! How can there be a Great Way in the world?"

This line of characters is not scribbled, it is extremely neat, stroke by stroke, like iron and silver tick.

Every word seems to be inquiring about himself, and it seems to be inquiring about God. This is a person who is striving for the Dao, but has no Dao.

When Zhong Chen read this line, he felt a strong sense of resentment, almost literally pounding out.

This line of words no longer attracts Zhong Chen's consciousness like the first line of words, but produces a very strong sense of repulsion.

Zhong Chen skipped this line of words and continued to read the next line of words. There were almost all kinds of handwriting on the ground of this hall.

It's like a cultural wall that allows anyone to do graffiti.

The surrounding area of ​​the hall was bare, without any objects, only the handwriting on the ground, which seemed to last forever.

"If there is an avenue, why has no one ever asked for it?"

When he saw this line of words, Zhong Chen was stunned.