"This... This..."

Looking at the scene in front of them, Qimu and the others were dumbfounded.

In the corner in front of him, a tall corpse was lying quietly.

The corpse looked very tall, if it could get up, it would probably be four or five meters tall, and the aura on its body was also very heavy, and its body was densely covered with heavy scales, with subtle textures on it, and it shimmered with golden luster in place.

It can be seen that this corpse must have been an extremely powerful royal descendant before his death, and the majesty of the blood on his body was extremely rich, even if he had died for countless years, he could still overwhelm people, as if he was even breathing.

Even, compared to the previous corpse, this corpse is also the most complete, not only the flesh and blood on the body have not disappeared, there is not even a sign of decay, it looks like a sleeping emperor, sleeping quietly there, waiting for the future to wake up.

"A third-level bloodline!"

Looking at this corpse, even Adil couldn't help but jump his eyelids and felt a little surprised.

And beside him, Lu Xiu and the others were almost on their knees.

The majesty on this corpse is too strong, even if it has been dead for countless years, most of the power in its body has dissipated, but even the only bit left is still an unprecedented horror for those of them who are not even at the first level.

Even, if it weren't for Adil standing in front of them, they wouldn't be trembling all over at this time, their flesh and blood would be stiff, and it would not be strange for them to die here directly.

"This... This must be a supreme king..."

Standing behind Adier, Lu Xiu's mouth trembled: "Only this kind of existence can have such a great majesty after death..."

As he spoke, after standing firm with all his might, he also looked at Adil in front of him with his spare eyes, watching his reaction.

Unlike them, standing in front of the corpse, Adil didn't seem to be affected at all, not only did he not react in the slightest, but even his face didn't change much, and he didn't seem to feel the corpse in front of him.

This situation made him feel certain, and his originally fearful heart instantly settled down and regained his backbone.

"A third-level bloodline descendant, it stands to reason that he shouldn't have fallen here, why did he die here?"

Standing in front of the corpse, looking at the tall corpse in front of him, Adil was a little puzzled.

For this temple, he knew from the moment he first entered that there should not be much power left in it.

Countless years of consumption, the power of this temple in front of him has been exhausted, although because of the reflection of the origin of an ancient king, this place itself has a trace of the power of the ancient king, but these forces at most wear out some second-level existences, for the existence above the third-level level, there should be nothing that can be done.

So the question is, how did this third-level bloodline descendant in front of him fall here?

"There are no external wounds on the corpse, and there are no traces of external strength..."

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Adil silently calculated, and then stretched out his hand, and under the gaze of Qimu and others behind him, he directly reached out and put his hand on the corpse in front of him.

Cold, supple, as if caressing a woman's soft skin, the touch was instantly transmitted to Adil's back.

The arm touched the scales on the corpse, and Adille was stunned, and in the corpse, he felt some kind of trace.

In order to confirm his feelings, he took out a black ancient jade from his body, and then untied the suppression on it.

Whew...

A light purple glimmer escaped from the ancient jade, as if sensing something, and the reaction of the power above was unprecedentedly fierce.

In Adier's induction, the spiritual fluctuations on the ancient jade quickly became intense, and an ignorant consciousness vaguely appeared on it, shouting instinctively in place, as if calling for something.

At the same time, on the corpse in front of him, a muffled sound quickly spread, as if he had been hit countless times at the same time, and cracks began to appear on the tall corpse in front of him, like a ceramic gradually cracking, and began to reveal the flesh and bones inside.

Little by little, the scales began to fall off, and after cracking, the flesh and blood on the corpse that had been used to support the body began to wither rapidly, leaving only huge white bones and a purple glow.

This brilliance is beautiful, and in the radiance, you can faintly see a scorpion roaring in the sky, and a figure with long purple hair, exuding a terrifying majesty here.

In just an instant, the surrounding environment began to change, the originally damp and dark corridor in front of him quickly became dry, and the dirt on the ground instantly began to turn into pure black crystals, and the material structure was instantly changed by an inexplicable terrifying force.

This change is gradual, slowly spreading from the initial corpse to the surroundings, and constantly spreading into the distance, without the slightest stop.

"This is..."

Looking at the purple crystals that flashed brightly in front of him, Adier's eyes were deep, but his heart was a little shaken: "Origin!!"

The purple crystals in front of him were very similar to something in the depths of his soul, both belonging to the origin of the birth of a fourth-level existence, and it was also the origin born from the bloodline.

"The origin is scattered, look at it like this, this ancient king has really fallen!"

Looking at the purple crystals in front of him, forcibly suppressing the vibration of the ancient jade in his hand, this thought flashed through Adiel's heart.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the origin of the fourth-level existence to split, let alone escape, and what can cause the immediate result is only possible with the fall of the ontology.

This means that the ancient king in front of him has really fallen, and he has fallen completely.

Thinking of this, Adil raised his head, restrained the ancient jade in his hand with one hand, and quickly grabbed the ancient jade in front of him with the other hand.

The origin of a fourth-level existence is definitely the most precious thing in a fourth-level existence, only worse than the level of world origin.

Even, with the fourth level, the origin of the ancient king in front of him may be even more rewarding for Adier.

As the arm made contact with the purple crystal, it instantly froze in place.

A cold and blazing heat, extremely violent, yet serene feeling welled up in his heart, which Adil accurately received.

In the depths of the soul that ordinary people can't see, in the darkness, a silver origin flashes with light, and with the traction of the origin, it begins to come into contact with another purple source, reflecting each other.

As this process began to be generated, a bit of vague sound began to be transmitted, with a certain unique insight, accompanied by a large number of memory fragments.

In just a moment, Adil closed his eyes, and his consciousness was completely immersed in some of the memories and perceptions carried by this piece of origin.