"You keep saying that this is an artifact, is there really a god in this world?" There was a rare solemnity on Ahan's face.

In previous lives, there have always been gods in legends, but they are just legends, just myths, not real existences. Although there are countless people who believe in gods, they are only the sustenance of people's hearts and the uncontrollable fear of death.

With the exception of a few fanatics, few people believe that there are real gods in this world. After all, with the development of science and the enlightenment of people's wisdom, some strange and mysterious phenomena that were previously classified as gods and monsters can be solved one by one. The more humanity knows about the unknown, the less fog will hang over mythology!

But ever since Ahan came into the world, everything seems to have some mysterious power involved. Coupled with the magical cultivation power he was exposed to, the idea of gods gradually took shape in his heart and became clear, maybe there were really gods in this world.

Ahan's question silenced the voice in his heart, and after a long time, he spoke:

"Before the war, the Holy Venerable was the god of the Ruya people! However, only a few people know that it is still a long way from the true gods.

The gods are immortal, time does not leave a mark on them, and the destruction of creation is only a thought. But that's too far away for you and for me. ”

Ahan took a deep breath, this topic was too heavy, just talking about it made his heart depressed and breathless. God, what kind of existence is that? But as the soul in his heart said, it was too far away, too far away for him to touch.

However, after the temptation just now, he was also a little relieved in his heart. In fact, even if he is not at ease, there is nothing he can do. He doesn't know anything about soul means. Even if the other party made any small movements, he could only watch them, and he couldn't even notice them at all.

He ate some synthetic food, and gradually regained some strength.

He gently touched the beast's huge head, and suddenly his face showed a hint of surprise, looking at the beast with a strange surprise.

"You say Silverhorn is a Void Beast?" He asked in his heart.

"The old man can still tell you that you can't do it, you have the power of an intermediate spirit beast when you are young, if it's not a void beast, what is it? But the old man couldn't tell what kind of creature it was, the Void Beast was too mysterious. And once it becomes a virtual level, it will fly into space, rarely stay on the planet, and only return to the planet when giving birth to cubs. The silver soul bound by the golden filaments on the pyramid said lightly, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

Yahan exclaimed in his heart, no wonder the blood of the little beast would have such an effect, which made him greatly enhanced, and his body also had a strong fire immunity. The blood of a void creature is so precious that it is simply impossible to measure in terms of wealth. At this time, his heart moved, and he asked out loud: "Senior, how about the mid-level spirit beast and nuclear level battles?" ”

He pondered for a moment, and then said:

"An ordinary medium-sized spirit beast can only be slaughtered when it encounters the fate of the nuclear level. It's hard to say if it's just a cub of the Void Beast!

Such creatures are so strong that ordinary attacks can't hurt them at all. And it has a wisdom inheritance from the bloodline, and has some powerful natal powers, even if you can't beat it, it's enough to escape. ”

Yahan looked at the little beast, but he didn't expect that the little beast that had been staying on the island all the time, playing and playing in front of him, was so powerful.

"Why didn't you send such important news!" On the holographic screen, a middle-aged man with a dignified face said lightly, with a hint of anger on his face.

He was wearing a golden robe, he looked only about thirty years old, with slender Danfeng eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and when his eyes opened and closed, a trace of cold light burst out.

"Hall Master, they seem to have begun to be suspicious, and at this time, I have to hide it so as not to reveal my identity." He lowered his head and said cautiously.

"But your concealment this time has caused the fall of an elder and thirteen disciples. You ......"

He sighed lightly and continued, "Forget it this time, but there is no next time, you understand!" Once the loss is too much, it will cause criticism in the temple at that time, and I will not be able to pass the position directly to you. ”

"Yes, yes, thank the Lord of the Great Hall for your forgiveness!" He said hurriedly.

"How's the investigation going?" He asked.

"There are already some eyebrows, and the prohibition of the Holy Mountain is dense, like layers of cobwebs, which are extremely difficult to break. However, it is not without weak areas, among which the crater and the underground are the weakest! He bowed his head and said.

The golden-robed man frowned slightly, groaning in his heart, the entire holy mountain is on top of a super volcano, the underground magma is rolling, the heat wave is monstrous, and there are some unknown dangers, if you go deep into the ground, the nuclear level may not be able to support it for long, and it will definitely suffer heavy losses. Although the prohibition is weak, it is not accessible.

He instead said, "Do you know what the crater is like?" ”

"There were three eruptions in January, and there were five days left before the next eruption."

"Okay, then attack in three days. The temple has long been strong and middle-class, and there is no existence of the virtual level, and it already has the name of a top-level sect. Prepare well. ”

"Yes, Hall Master!"

The holographic screen dissolves into dots of light in the air and disappears into thin air.

At this moment, the door shattered suddenly, and then, a palm was lightly imprinted towards his back.

It seems to be extremely slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, which makes people feel paradoxical.

He was obviously on guard, and his body was instantly covered with a substantial film of light.

But as soon as the light film touched the palm of his hand, it was immediately shattered like glass, and the palm of his hand slapped his chest unabated, his body shook violently, and he looked down at the position of his heart, and a transparent hole had appeared in his chest, and his heart was gone.

He turned around with difficulty, and his body slid to the ground softly: "Big ...... Lord of the Great Hall, I ...... I have done as you have commanded, so why do you do this? ”

A middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the room, who was none other than the Master of the Temple, who had been in retreat.

"You're of no value anymore, and I don't want you to make any more moves then? In addition, all the eyes and ears of the Xuanyuan Hall will also be cleaned tonight, and they will accompany you! ”

He clutched his chest, his face broke out in a cold sweat from the severe pain, and when he heard the words of the hall master, his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

"Original...... Originally...... You knew it! Why are the temple disciples sent to death one by one! ”

The strong vitality of a nuclear-level powerhouse, even if the blood is exhausted and the heart disappears, it will not die all at once.

"Since you are a disciple of the temple, you must have the consciousness of sacrifice, and in the past, because you were not ready to go to war, it would be useful to keep these, but now you don't need it."

"Could it be that Xuan-level disciple who comprehends the artistic conception, you are also willing to sacrifice!" He stared, staring into his eyes.

He was silent for a while, and then said lightly:

"That disciple was an accident! It's so good that I don't even know about it. It's not too early, go in peace, my Light Hall Master! With a slight wave of his hand, a ripple of air silently imprinted into his head, and his head immediately exploded like a watermelon.

In the stormy space, Ahan fell asleep.

At this time, in the pyramid in the depths of his soul, a human-shaped silver phantom began to struggle slowly, and some golden silk threads were stretched by him one by one, and then contracted again. It's like a fly stuck to a fly paper, trying to break free.

The soul is wonderful, a person who is always on the alert, even when he is sleeping. The soul is also in a state of alertness, and at the slightest sound, it will wake up immediately.

Only by letting go of all mental defenses and vigilance will the soul's defenses be greatly weakened.

The powerhouse of the virtual level, his understanding of the soul is far from being comparable to that of Yahan. So he took the initiative to put down his posture during the day, just to wait for the moment when he completely let go of his defense.

And as soon as the heart defense is relaxed, as an artifact connected to the soul, it is naturally at the weakest time.

A virtual-level powerhouse who has gone through many tribulations, a god that the Lu Ya people think, he is unwilling to be bound by an artifact and controlled by a Xuan-level kid. Destiny can only be in one's own hands, not controlled by others.

His body exuded a radiant brilliance, and countless filaments of spiritual power like steel wires burst out from his body, resisting the dense and invisible golden rays.

As time passed, the golden light was fading.

A few hours later, an invisible wave spread out violently, and one of the silk threads suddenly broke.

The silver phantom, with a hint of joy on his face, the movement of his body became bigger and bigger, and another golden thread was broken by him.

Although the artifact is powerful, as long as it is not subject to the threat of life and death, the artifact will not automatically activate the protector! And his behavior like this is precisely not to put the other party in the category of life and death.

His movements became more and more violent, and in a moment, one hand was completely free......

In his sleep, Ah Han suddenly frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

There was a hint of doubt on his face, and he felt a little uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

He walked a few steps in place, puzzled.

This is a storm space, and it is extremely safe, how can it feel ominous?

His mind was getting more and more chaotic, as if something was messing with his heart.

"Mind!" Ahan's heart froze, and he suddenly reacted. This is supposed to be the ghost of the soul.

"Damn it!" He cursed. But I couldn't think of a way.

But what he didn't know was that his awakening had caused some trouble for that soul. The golden light, which originally emitted a faint light, seemed to be infused with a force, and gradually lit up.

The speed at which the soul broke free suddenly slowed down!