Tang Xuanming lingered and did not want to leave, thinking hard about the solution.

"If only I could get the help of that living ancient god, the formation he arranged, the control of the formation is absolutely rare in the world. ”

Tang Xuanming touched his chin and felt that this idea might work.

"I'm not trying to slay the dragon, I'm just trying to swallow the bloodline of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, for an adult existence like the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, even if he loses the blood of his whole body, he will not die. ”

"And I don't need to swallow all the blood of his life, I just want to intercept a piece of the most elite bloodline, and at most let him drop two orders. ”

For the Ant Emperor Method to become more and more proficient, Tang Xuanming still has a certain certainty.

It's just that...... Looking up at the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, it was obviously under the sun, Tang Xuanming still felt eerie and terrifying, like a vicious beast with its mouth open, black and dark, without any light.

"What do you don't need to take a certain amount of risk? If you don't work hard to improve now, you may still be targeted by that old monster in the Chu State and take me away, instead of hesitating here, it is better to take the risk and try." ”

After thinking about it for a long time and sorting out all kinds of methods, Tang Xuanming decided to go to the Ancient God Temple.

He hadn't seen anyone out these days, suggesting that the old god, who was old and dying, was still there.

After the ancient giants left one after another and went hunting one by one, Tang Xuanming hesitated for a moment and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.

Now he can't afford to spend time in the end, he needs to climb to the top in the shortest possible time, so that it is possible to have a place in the world and not be eliminated.

The closer he got, the clearer Tang Xuanming could see, under the backdrop of the huge mountain of white bones, even the incomparably sacred temple looked hideous and terrifying at this time.

Not to mention that this ancient temple style was never sacred.

The giant mountain of white bones has been piled up here for many years, forming a black ribbon of mist, like the mist spit out by an old demon who has accumulated years, surrounding the main hall.

It was obviously daytime Tang Xuanming, but he couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

The nine steps at the top of the mountain were dotted with glowing bones one after another, and even in this terrifying atmosphere, there was a sense of sacredness.

It's just that the sacred ancient died here, and the bones were shattered, adding a touch of gloom to the temple more and more.

After carefully sorting out the thoughts in his heart, Tang Xuanming took a deep breath and stepped into the ancient temple.

It was obviously a hot summer day, but he felt a chill rushing to his face, and his irritated pores shrank.

There was no light in the hall, and the darkness was deep.

"Click!"

"Click!"

There seemed to be only Tang Xuanming's footsteps echoing in the whole world, and in the huge hall, Tang Xuanming was about ten zhang, and found that there was a stone door in front of him, and he pushed it open.

It was found that the inside was an open hall, and there was still a lot of light inside, and there were green pearls on the four walls, and the light was supposed to dispel the darkness.

But under this environment, the green brilliance adds a touch of horror to this environment, as if it is not the human world, but the Nine Shades Purgatory.

Even if Tang Xuanming had expected it, when he completely saw the scene inside, his pupils still contracted.

The neat battle on both sides of the main hall is full of dried corpses one after another, each of which has thinning hair, closed eyes, and the flesh and blood on its body are almost dry, just a skeleton of bones wrapped in a layer of skin, and the green light in the hall gilds them with a layer of green brilliance, in this atmosphere, like the life-seeking ghosts of the Nine Hells.

Even after experiencing a lot of Tang Xuanming, in this atmosphere, his heart still beats half a beat faster.

But he quickly calmed down, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and slowly walked into the main hall, and the dry corpses standing on both sides seemed to open their eyes at any moment, raising their hands and strangling him to death.

Tang Xuanming's eyes flickered, if he remembered correctly, that ancient god was hiding in this pile of dried corpses, if he didn't want to meet with outsiders or wanted to pit outsiders to death, he could hide in them and make a move.

Therefore, according to the plan he had drawn up a long time ago, he said in a loud voice: "Where is the master of the temple, and where is the angel of the Holy War, who is still breathing?"

The whole hall was silent and silent, so quiet that you could hear the sound of a heartbeat.

The ancient gods didn't react, and Tang Xuanming didn't care.

If he remembered correctly, the power in the ancient god's body had almost run out of power during this period.

If you don't know the situation and stand in front of him directly, you are likely to be slapped to death by him.

The Old Gods don't take that risk.

But he was sure that the old god was excited, and at the same time puzzled, because he had just felt a trace of insignificant breath, and the fluctuations were fleeting.

For thousands of years, except for the wife of the ancient gods, the black demon ape who was almost invincible in the Western Continent, remembered him, maybe no one in the entire world remembered his true identity.

There is always a great deal of forgetfulness in people.

Tang Xuanming took two steps forward again, spread his hands, signaled that he was not hostile, and continued to say in a loud voice: "I have no hostility, my master called me here." ”

"He said that there is a dying jihadist angel here who can help me, and the dying jihadist angel needs some help from me, if he wants to soar between heaven and earth again, and see his wife and son again. ”

There was still silence in the darkness, and under the pale green light, it was eerie and terrifying, like a demon cave.

Tang Xuanming was not anxious, just stood at the door, waiting for an answer.

He didn't have any mentors at all, and certainly didn't have any mentoring tasks.

I came here just to fool this ancient god who had reached the realm of the God Emperor thousands of years ago.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of old guy who has lived for thousands, tens of thousands, or even more will not listen to him at all.

But now is different from the past, if this ancient god was still at the peak of the year, and he was an invincible existence in the God Emperor realm back then, of course he would not be willing to listen to what Tang Xuanming said.

Tang Xuanming was not qualified to stand in front of this great being.

But now it's different.

In the past, the invincible powerhouses in the God Emperor Realm were injured by the Blood Heaven using the forbidden technique that ended up with the same end as the Blood Angel War, and the soul and body were entangled with the Blood Angel's Divine Soul and bloodline, and there was no trace of aura left in the body at all, and it would only continue to penetrate out like a leaky tank.

His body was almost a sieve, full of holes.

The once endless longevity will disappear with the decrease of his strength, if no one interferes, in another few tens or hundreds of years, even if he has the best method of prolonging life in the heavenly realm, he will still have to go to the end, like this group of dried corpses around.