"Yes, yes, the seniors taught us, but I wonder if the younger generations have the honor to look at the artifact that slaughtered the gods?"

Mu Feng seemed to be fascinated, and he never forgot that artifact.

"Of course, this time I summoned you, that is, the things returned to their original owners, but the cause and effect of the past. ”

The skeleton said, "See there's no altar over there, and what you want is in there." ”

Mu Feng looked in the direction of the skeleton's finger, and saw that there was a high platform in the depths of the cave, on which countless complex Sanskrit characters and patterns were inscribed, all of them were lifelike, even if it had been more than 100,000 years, they were still rippling with faint streamers.

And these obscure words and patterns are all connected by a magical pattern, at first glance they are static, and then continue to look down, they seem to be changing all the time, looking at it, Mu Feng's whole mind is trapped.

"Wake up. ”

Just when Mu Feng's mind was about to be lost, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in his mind, like a thunderbolt from the sky, shaking him all over his body.

After waking up, Mu Feng's heart pounded, and cold sweat seeped out of his forehead in an instant, it was so dangerous, it was really dangerous, if it wasn't for the skeleton to wake him up in time just now, he might have been completely lost.

That Sanskrit text seemed to have a kind of magic that captivated people's hearts, and the pattern was like a bottomless abyss of sin, just by looking at it, he was almost enchanted, which made Mu Feng frightened.

"Don't look at the Sanskrit texts again, or you'll be a puppet who only knows how to kill. ”

The skeleton said seriously: "In addition, the only thing I can tell you is that the altar can only be opened with your essence and blood, and the artifact is inside, as for whether there will be any tests or dangers after opening, I don't know." ”

"Thank you seniors for reminding me, juniors know. ”

If Mu Feng still had a certain degree of vigilance against this skeleton man before, then now it is long gone, if people want to harm him, just take advantage of the opportunity just now, there is no need to wake him up, isn't it?

"Well, let's get over there. The skeleton said leisurely.

Mu Feng nodded, and then walked towards the altar, every time he took a step forward, a ghost fire ignited on the cave wall, and the green light shone on the entire cave, which looked extremely eerie and terrifying.

Knock! Knock!

The closer he got to the altar, the faster Mu Feng's heart was beating, and he was about to jump out of his throat.

It's an impulse that can't wait and an irrepressible excitement.

When he was less than three meters away from the altar, Mu Feng suddenly felt a trace of kindness from there, like a long-lost relative, deeply attracted him, called him, and made him unconsciously speed up his pace.

"Do I really have another identity?"

Mu Feng muttered in his heart, otherwise how could he explain how he was feeling now? How could he explain the skeleton's words? Lie to him? Make fun of him? It seems that a strong person of this level will not be bored to such a point.

For a while, thousands of thoughts flashed through Mu Feng's mind, some resisted, some accepted, some relieved, and some didn't care.

Anyway, what do you like, I am who you say I am, this is always fine.

Walking to the altar, Mu Feng hurriedly closed his eyes, for fear that he would be confused by those strange Sanskrit patterns again, and then he followed the skeleton's instructions and dropped a drop of essence blood on the notch at the front of the altar.

Wow!

Suddenly, a dazzling golden ray rippled out.

And after that drop of essence blood dripped into the notch, it was like an endless sea of blood, instantly filled with all the lines.

At the same time, the Sanskrit characters and patterns connected by the lines also shone with an uncertain light, and the two complemented each other, and an indescribable force was brewing.

After a while, the sea of blood triggered by Mu Feng's essence blood all seeped into the altar and finally disappeared.

One second.

Two seconds.

When Mu Feng counted to the third second, the altar turned to the ground, and the high platform slowly sank into the ground, and the dense aura erupted, instantly enveloping the entire cave.

After a while, all these dense gases were inhaled by Mu Feng's body, no, it shouldn't be said that they were inhaled by him, but they actively melted into Mu Feng's body.

Mu Feng only felt the indescribable comfort of his limbs, and there seemed to be a warm current flowing in his meridians.

In the end, these dense qi converged into the dantian, and the aura stored in the dantian was refined over and over again, and the impurities were cleaned out one after another, leaving only a ball of pure aura.

After this transformation, Mu Feng's meridians and dantian were completely new, and they were many times stronger than before.

"It's ......"

Mu Feng stared at the front deadly, only to see a weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, and flew out of the altar with colorful colors all over his body.

In an instant, the cold light rushed straight into the sky, and the overwhelming coercion made the entire ancient battlefield become a flat boat in the monstrous waves, as if it could capsize at any time.

"Death of the Gods!"

In a daze, Mu Feng's ghost made a divine call.

Zheng!

As soon as these words came out, that weapon suddenly burst out with a terrifying force, the void shattered inch by inch, and the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, except for Mu Feng, who stood proudly and looked at the world.

At this moment, he is like a monarch who rules the ups and downs of all things, and one look is enough to kill everything.

"Death of the Gods!"

"Ragnarok!"

"The Battle of the Gods!"

God will prostrate at my feet after all.

Meanwhile.

Countless old monsters who had been in retreat for 10,000 years opened their eyes in unison, and a wisp of essence burst out, causing the space to vibrate.

"The breath of the Death of the Gods has reappeared. ”

"A new era, a world of great contention. ”

"Are you still unwilling? Hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation, but only to increase sadness. ”

"God War, how to break free from the shackles?"

At this moment, the powerhouses of all races shook.

Even those high-ranking people in the hidden world have sent their mantle disciples out to practice, intending to steal a glimmer of destiny in the coming troubled times.

......

"Since you recognize me as Lord, I will not fall into my name, the sword pointed, Ragnarok. ”

Mu Feng held the Death of the Gods and said with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, the Death of the Gods shone slightly, as if it was responding to Mu Feng.

"Got something?"

Just when Mu Feng lost his mind, the voice of the skeleton suddenly sounded in his ears.

At this time.

The vision dissipated, and everything returned to its original state, as if it had been a dream, without a trace.

"Got it, but it's not complete yet. ”

Mu Feng sighed helplessly, with his current ability, wanting to make up for the death of the gods was tantamount to a fool's dream, but even so, he still had to give it a try.

Because this is cause and effect, if you want to wear its crown, you must bear its weight.

In fact.

How tragic the battle of the gods was back then, the gods shed blood, the heavens and the earth collapsed, and even the artifact such as the Death of the Gods was torn apart and scattered all over the ancient battlefield.

And the death of the gods is composed of three parts: heart, soul, and body, now the heart, Mu Feng has found it, and there is still a soul and I don't know how many pieces of the body are broken, if you are lucky, you can find one for hundreds of years, if you are unlucky, you may never be able to find it.

But no matter how difficult it is, Mu Feng will do his best.