This is a seal written in the secret text of the Taixu Demon Clan.

Shen Yuanzu belongs to the half-demon, and he is also the Taoist companion of the powerful Huai Yuanzu of the Taixu Demon Clan, so he naturally writes secret texts. The simpler and closer the demon secret text is to nature, the stronger the power of nature. Shen Yuanzu's rune is very neatly written and upright, and in the eyes of these monks who played with the rune in later generations, this rune can only be regarded as a beginner's work for children to learn to write.

Cheng Yang also belongs to the kind of monk who can play runes out of flowers, but he usually doesn't like to show off his skills. And as his cultivation increases, he no longer likes to challenge all kinds of difficult secret realm Jedi to prove himself as he did when he was young, and he doesn't need to fight to the death for a secret realm like those sect monks who need to compete for resources.

Cultivating truth is not for fighting, but for exploring the truth of this world and understanding the truth of this world. Exploring the wonderful and mysterious deep space and vast universe requires a long life support to decipher one or two. Moreover, the origin of the monk civilization has been countless for tens of millions of years, but it is still impossible to say the specific shape of the universe, the use of time and space is still in the rudiment, and it is impossible to completely control the mysterious things such as fate.

Life is too insignificant in the face of these mysterious, fickle powers, and with a small point, it can transform a realm and control all beings.

Many monks are lost in these superficial landscapes.

The times are changing, from simple to complex and diverse, the more simple and true things are, the more precious they are, but they will also be ignored because of the ordinary, and even feel backward and unable to keep up with the times

Therefore, in the maintenance of the sixty-four arrays by future generations, except for the core of the array that temporarily does not reach the level of Huai Yuanzu and does not dare to change casually, those auxiliary arrays are becoming more and more gorgeous, the aura is flickering, and the colorful light overflows far beyond the beginning. So that people can know at a glance that this is where the great array is.

The beautiful despise the ugly, and the self-professed noble despises the ordinary.

Cheng Yang thought that he would also have this unconscious sense of nobility, he was born at a height that many monks could not reach in their lifetime, his appearance was excellent, and he was surrounded by the pride of heaven who were of similar origin.

The mindset is formed inadvertently.

However, if you are ordinary, you don't need so many highlights, and you can achieve "eternity".

This piece of stone tablet rune is a rune of the enchantment array of the demon spirit, and that stone is an ancient artifact that has been truly nurtured and nourished by nature, just like the Tibetan Autumn Palace and Mirror Lake, it is the legacy left by the ancestor in the Kunlun realm. It's just that artifacts like the Tibetan Autumn Palace belong to the kind of artifacts with the main name that no one dares to fight, and this Demon Enchantment Stone is a hidden artifact that no one knows.

Guarding the enchantment, one stone and one boundary, but why are the bodies of these Wu Zhe's descendants buried outside the enchantment? Judging from the five element imprints, they are all single imprints, so they seem very ordinary, but the descendants of the magicians are also not ordinary because of these obvious imprints, at least their corpses can remain intact for a long time in the strange state of the moonlight, and even poke it with a finger, and the skin is still slightly elastic, as if they can wake up at any time.

Underneath the inscription, there is also a 100-word introduction. The text of the Taixu Demon Clan is concise and concise, and there are often too many meanings in one word, but fortunately, as the descendants of the ancestors, there are still some secret texts.

Cheng Yang first skipped the inscription, and spent half an hour comparing and translating Wu Zhe's resume, and sure enough, Yuezhao was really the last Wu Zhe tribe hermitage in the ancient times.

"Well, Wu Zhe's body is born with the imprint of the five elements, and the one with the complete five elements is the most powerful...... Good at trickery, nourishing spirits...... Although the tribe is small, the differences are large, and the internal struggle is divided into several camps; one group migrates to the southernmost part of the moonlight, disappears in the South Pole and does not know where it ends, vaguely hearing that it can use demonic energy to raise dark demons, and likes the dark night......"

"I followed Huai and found that the demon of darkness turned into a god in the upper realm of Taixu, and its name was Yuan, and he traveled and fell out of Taixu, Kunlun ......" The following paragraphs are gone.

Ah Xi hadn't finished writing at that time, so he confiscated all the manuscript paper.

"......" Cheng Yang felt a trace of regret, it seems that the original manuscript will have to go out and return to the Tibetan Autumn Palace to see it.

What made him secretly frightened was that this tribe of Wu Zhe was isolated in this stone tablet, but unfortunately the text of the introduction had not yet introduced the situation in the meson world.

The complex cipher text has the secret words of entry written on it.

Cheng Yang tried to read in blunt secret text: "The mysterious world, the door of dark light, in the name of Cheng Yang, I conclude a contract of realm travel, the formation rises, and the door opens!"

A trace of strange dark light rose out of nowhere, and then turned into a pale golden thin line, wriggling like a worm, squirming and lengthening from Cheng Yang's feet, winding and climbing, until it spread to Cheng Yang's forehead, turning into a snake head, letting out a strange roar, revealing sharp fangs at Cheng Yang's forehead, as if it was about to bite down.

The space in the realm began to twist and shake, and a trace of the spatial aura of another world desperately wanted to tear open a hole, and a chain-like deed text was distorted from Chao Cheng Yang's forehead.

But what followed was the counterattack of Cheng Yang's realm self-consciousness, and countless spiritual lights surged from all over the realm, pulling the snake head golden thread that was rigidly entwined with Cheng Yang, wanting to cut it off.

The head of the snake became ferocious and strange because of the blow, and its whole body became red, and it let out a more sharp and ugly roar, and gradually materialized into a large snake with horns and writhing......

The whole realm moved in the mountains, and the wind suddenly rose, blowing a strange and cold wind.

Cheng Yang's Yuan Shen was almost outstrangled. He was wrapped in the gradually tightening body of the red snake, and the red snake turned into countless sharp black thorns because of his resistance, deeply piercing into his primordial spirit body, and the deed was broken into characters and attached to the black thorn, in a vain attempt to encroach on his consciousness.

Fortunately, this is his primordial realm.

"Disintegrate!" A light array was generated at Cheng Yang's feet, and the clear aura was infected, and the red "snake" body was infected, generating golden wandering runes, and the entire snake body was crawled all over in an instant, only to see those characters divide the long snake into segments, fall to the ground, and silently disappear one by one, and the last trace recovered into a wriggling black worm, squirming quickly in the realm, wanting to climb into the exotic crack that came from nowhere.

Cheng Yang snorted, and drew in the air: "Ban", a complex rune was born randomly from the realm, and it wrapped the worm extremely quickly. The exotic rift vanished, and the worm retained its worm-like form because it had been sealed and solidified.

A trace of aura poured out of Cheng Yang's hand, turning the worm into a transparent bead, and inside the ice bead, the subtle contract chain on the worm's body broke a little because of the disintegration just now.

"It's dangerous. Cheng Yang wiped a handful of sweat, the primordial gods in the realm belonged to special spirits, and he didn't realize this for a while, and he was almost contracted.

He waved his hand, and the scattered realm quickly returned to its original appearance. Flipping the paper, Ah Xi faithfully copied all the annotations of the original text, and it was written below: Mo Yuanshen is in a state of formation.

Cheng Yangjun's face turned red and he was speechless for a while.