Chapter 122

Zhao Wuxian's eyes froze, and he saw a yellow vortex appear above the white light curtain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xin Dao This should be the entrance to enter, so he no longer hesitated Zhao Wuxian walked in, only to feel that his eyes were dark at first, and then his eyes flew.

After Zhao Wuxian left, the yellow whirlpool gradually disappeared, and the two yellow stones floating disappeared as well.

Not long after Zhao Wuxian disappeared, the entire cave fell silent. No one is there anymore. Suddenly, on one side of the yellow stone wall of the cave, like rippling water, a ripple appeared, and then a person walked out of it.

His eyes were blood-red, with a sense of anger, and after coming in, he smiled gloomily, and looked around at the surrounding environment, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had been infinitely pulled, and immediately ran to the place where Zhao Wuxian and the others fought before.

With great speed in his hand, he threw two punches at the ruined Huangshi and revealed a dead body. Dry Enlightenment!! The man continued to do so, and then dug up the dead man. Qianwu Zhenren, Yinfeng Zhenren, Bai Ling, Mu Bai, Liu Huang, a certain stupid fork, Mo Han, and the seven corpses were all placed together. The man sneered, with an indescribable excitement, the blood light all over his body shook, and then there was a trace of blood in those corpses, and the blood light flowed through the blood, and was all pulled by the person to his body.

Those corpses were quickly quite full, but after being sucked by that person, all of them quickly turned into dry skin and bones, and finally the person was shocked, and the blood was gone, but the bloody aura on his body was a little thicker. The remaining corpses were all shattered, and the corpses were never seen to exist again.

The man seemed to be very satisfied, raised his head slightly, his mouth grinned, and showed a grim smile, if Zhao Wuxian was here, he would definitely know this person, his name was Huang Feng.

Huang Feng walked in front of the white light curtain, and without the slightest hesitation, the suction power in his hand exploded, and he casually sucked in a yellow stone, this stone was the ordinary yellow stone that Zhao Wuxian had fallen from the Great War.

I saw that Huang Feng pinched the seal in his hand again and again, and a set of blood light hit the yellow stone and then took the stone and seemed to have spirituality, Huang Feng opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, spraying on the yellow stone, only to see that the yellow stone flashed a yellow light, attached to the white light curtain, and a vortex appeared on the white light curtain again.

Huang Feng stepped in.

The whirlpool vanished, and the yellow stone seemed to lose its support, and then shattered directly in the air.

Zhao Wuxian felt a flower in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a large hall.

The main hall was extremely wide, and standing in the middle, Zhao Wuxian couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance in his heart.

The whole hall is yellow, and there is a long bench on both sides of the main hall, just like the scene that Zhao Wuxian saw at the Yellowstone Giant Demon, it seems to be for people to sit on. There are twelve large pillars standing in the hall, and behind the bench on the temple, the large pillars are carved with many patterns, but the world is painted on them.

There are depictions of countless kneeling people in the square, as if they are worshipping something. There are also various types of life in the world, all kinds of peddlers, pawns, businessmen, tourists, dignitaries and nobles are presented one by one. There are also countless creatures in heaven and earth, as if there are demon beasts roaring, and there are also mortal beasts, birds, trees, flowers and plants.

and so on, the description is endless, the world is painted, and all kinds of states are described, Zhao Wuxian just couldn't help but be in a trance when he first saw it, as if everything in the painting had come to life. A breath of vicissitudes came to the face.

Zhao Wuxian was stunned, and then came to his senses, secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, guarding his mind.

At the top of the temple, there was an incomparably huge figure sitting upright, dressed in a yellow robe and wearing a scarf, and of course the giant was also yellow. But it is indeed a sculpture, and there is not the slightest vitality to speak of.

The giant's face was covered with a single word.

Bury!!!

Zhao Wuxian's heart was shaken, and he remembered the scenes above the white light curtain.

The funeral word Zhao Wuxian felt the endless killing intent with a sword, and seemed to say a sentence in Zhao Wuxian's sea of knowledge: I want you to be buried, and you will be buried!!

At this moment, Zhao Wuxian's sea of knowledge set off a stormy wave, as if a burial word appeared in Zhao Wuxian's sea of knowledge, but Zhao Wuxian was shocked but took a few steps back, covered in cold sweat.

As soon as his spiritual sense was clear, Zhao Wuxian realized that nothing seemed to have happened. Everything was just an illusion.

Look up and see four big characters: The land is God!!

Seeing these four words, Zhao Wuxian finally confirmed the guess in his heart, and when Zhao Wuxian noticed that Bai Ling was suddenly stretched out an arm and grabbed the arm by Huang Shi, Zhao Wuxian Jue noticed a familiar fluctuation.

Later, at the Huangshi Demon Beast, Zhao Wuxian once again confirmed what he was thinking. There are also two small Yellowstone benches and a Yellowstone table with incense and red candles on top of the table!

All of this is the use of worshipping gods, mortal people worship gods and immortals, and worship gods, but there is only envy for immortals, immortals are ethereal, you can't see and touch, but the gods are different, gods can manifest spirits and protect one side, so in ancient times, they mostly worshiped gods and worshiped gods. Therefore, the average temple will be full of incense.

Of course, legend has it that after a certain period of antiquity, the gods disappeared, the incense gradually declined, and the temples gradually declined. However, in some places, there are still certain customs of worshipping gods in the mortal world, and even in some cultivation sects, there is still a habit of worshipping gods, because they believe that the gods are extremely powerful, and the gods will come back one day, and they believe in the way of the gods above the immortal path. Of course, these sects are not big, and they are even dilapidated, and their courts are dilapidated.

But after all, it is still relatively rare in the world.

Although Zhao Wuxian didn't know why there were god-worshipping things in that place, this did not prevent Zhao Wuxian from adding a layer of affirmation in his heart. At this moment, the four big words: the land is right, confirmed everything that Zhao Wuxian guessed in his heart.

Sure enough, it's God!!

The gods of the land are extremely powerful, and even in ancient times, some people called them earth immortals, which means that their strength has surpassed ordinary gods and reached the level of immortals.

But who killed such a powerful god of the land? What you see from the white light curtain outside is the person who hides in the thunderous clouds? But why did he kill the land god?

Zhao Wuxian couldn't help but fall into contemplation, from the gluttonous mountain god to the land god, the gluttony was sealed, the king of Jizo himself sealed, the land god was directly killed, and a burial word covered his face. Is this a coincidence?

Zhao Wuxian, who was in deep thought, seemed to have a thread pulling him, so that Zhao Wuxian couldn't help but sit on the Yellowstone bench on the side without noticing.

Zhao Wuxian seemed to have come to a strange place in a trance.

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