In the midst of such a constant roar, I felt that the heavens were shaking, and the entire world became upside down and chaotic.

I held the little demon and the delicate little hands tightly with both hands, but after all the perceptions seemed to retreat like a tide, only a piece of light remained in all the worldly realms, and the light that emerged from the shrine spirit card filled all of me and filled my entire consciousness.

When a balloon is constantly filled with gas, what happens to it?

The answer is self-evident, the balloon will explode at the moment when it exceeds the critical value, and my spiritual will cannot withstand such a terrifying impact, at a certain moment, the whole person seems to have turned into pieces, and can no longer be pieced together. At this moment, my most desolate consciousness still did not give up, and I did my best to condense the most powerful vase seal in the nine-character mantra: "Zen! ”

My heart is Zen, ten thousand transformations, this is the most subtle of the nine-character mantra, the most in line with the realm of heaven and reason, Taoism is the Tao, Buddhism is Zen, and the rest of the sons of the hundred schools are said to be sacred, it seems to be the resonance and shout of my whole heart, once released, it immediately turned into a trembling soul, and in this high-frequency vibration, the white light that filled the world of my world finally disappeared and turned into a cloud of darkness.

At one point, I felt as if I had died, but soon everything came back to life, and control of my body and my will gradually returned to my consciousness, and at about the end of the day, I finally took control of my head, endured all the pain, and tried to open my eyes.

This process was extremely painful, but I finally carried it stubbornly, and there was a glorious and majestic temple in front of me, which seemed to be above the void, and as if it was deep underground, surrounded by chaos, as if I was in a dream, but the solid blue brick floor under my feet reminded me that everything was so real.

When I completely controlled my body, I turned around and looked around, and saw the huge stone tripods, stone tools, the towering and simple altar and the round and thick stone pillars, and the ancient and simple reliefs attached to them, everything felt so familiar, and in the next second I suddenly remembered, all of this, isn't it the style of the temple of Yelang?

Thinking of this, the amount of power returned to my body like a source, and I subconsciously radiated the Qi field induction, and found that the limited space was filled with a desolate and long-lasting aura, and as for anger, there was no anger at all.

I don't even feel like I'm angry at all—is it that I'm just in some kind of circle of consciousness now, and my body isn't being drawn over? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly jumped, and finally remembered the little demon and Duoduo, as well as my parents who were hanging on the beams of the house, and I couldn't help but feel angry and rushed to the top of my head, shouting and scolding: "Damn, who are you?" You're going to come out as a fucking kind, huh? ”

The temple seemed to be vast, but when I shouted the words, there was an echo, far away, one after another, filling the entire space in an instant, and I could hear that the sound seemed to be similar to the sound I had when I rushed into the backyard before, like many people speaking together, echoing endlessly.

In such a strange environment, I tried my best to force myself to calm down quickly, looked left and right, and finally fixed my eyes on the altar not far in front of me.

The altar was different from all the altars I had ever seen, it seemed to be several times as wide, and when I looked up from below, it was a small square, and there I felt a very terrible place, but the chaos was orderly, and the doors of life and death were intertwined, but it was the only life. I thought about the safety of my parents, the little demon, and Duoduo, so I didn't dare to stay where I was, but took an arrow step, and rushed directly to the high platform with "kicking, kicking, kicking".

On the altar, when I walked up the last step of the world, the road behind me was actually cut off, and the entire world suddenly shrunk a lot, and the huge stone tripods, stone pillars and other things in the previous sacrificial hall disappeared again, turning into nothingness and chaos, and only the entire altar was left in the place where the eyes and the Qi field were sensed.

However, at this moment, I can't care about the things behind me, because my eyes have been attracted by the nineteen figures standing in a circle on the altar, which is a kind of stone statue with a human volume, and the foot is a stone platform more than two meters high, the style is just like the generosity and simplicity of the Yelang Dynasty.

I looked at it in a hurry, and I always felt as if the stone statue contained life, and not all of the nineteen stone statues here were fully carved, at least one of them, and the whole head was still a big stone, and it seemed that it was not finished at all.

There were many other objects on the altar, such as the stone kettle, the candlestick, and rows and rows of sacrificial objects, but my attention was completely attracted by these stone statues, and I saw that they had different expressions, crying, laughing, angry, or holding ritual weapons, and so on, they seemed so vivid and lifelike.

My breathing began to grow a little rougher, and the doubts in my heart became heavier and heavier as I looked at these seemingly unfamiliar and seemingly familiar faces, and just when I felt a little broken, I suddenly heard a crisp crackling sound.

As the previous echo gradually faded until it disappeared, the space was so silent that I could even hear my own breathing and heartbeat, so this crack seemed so harsh, I subconsciously turned my head back to look, only to see that the surface of the stone statue on the top of the stone platform on my left suddenly cracked like a spider's web, and then there was a billowing black gas coming out inside.

I subconsciously took a few steps back, and saw that nothing but this stone statue was moving, so I emboldened myself and shouted, "Who are you?" What the hell are you going to do? No one answered my question, and at the same time, the statue cracked, and a slightly shorter black figure broke free from it.

This person held a strange-shaped weapon one foot and three feet long, and a large fist was installed on the handle, like a pumpkin.

This is a pickaxe, one of the eighteen kinds of weapons, began in the world of Zhou Qin, not a brave general, can not be used, modern practice of this is rare like the morning star, just because the ancient law has long been lost. He broke free from the stone statue, raised his head and roared, the whole space roared, buzzing, I felt that the blood and qi in my whole body were turbulent, and all the hairs stood up, and when I saw people, I was not afraid, but shouted loudly: "Hey, senior, where is this?" ”

My cry caught the man's attention, and he turned his head to look at me, and I met his eyes, and saw that it was a malnourished, thin face, with a strange long beard, and a very majestic look, and that was not the point, his eyes were simply not human, and they were red in them, filled with violence, coldness, and death-like silence, and I was terrified at sight.

And in the next second, the man actually raised the long pickaxe in his hand high, and then his body changed, and he actually roared towards me.

This person is not agile, but he was born with a momentum of opening and closing on the battlefield, and suddenly came, and the long pickaxe in his hand fell with an unrivaled might, I retreated several steps until I felt that there was no way to avoid it, and suddenly tightened in my hand, and subconsciously waved my hand to block, but I saw a big sword and this long pickaxe collided hard.

The other party is fierce and abnormal, but how can I be weak? So both sides took several steps back and distanced themselves.

My strength was not inferior to this man's, but he took advantage of the long pickaxe and knocked me back many steps, and I looked at the long sword in my hand in amazement, and my mind was a little confused - didn't I put this ghost sword on the van, why did it suddenly appear in my hand again?

However, the other party did not allow me to think much at all, and the long pickaxe in my hand turned and continued to attack me.

This pickaxe is long, there are not many ways to use it, and it is not repeated with swords, guns, swords, axes, etc., the man changes the method with the situation, and does not deliberately organize it, but no matter how he dances, he does not feel that it is scattered and disorderly, and each hand changes the momentum, especially its deification and agility. This pickaxe is the most powerful existence in the battlefield of the battle array, and its position in the ancient battlefield is like today's tank.

He was so imposing that I didn't sweep his edge, but kept dodging, shuttling among a dozen stone statues, and the man didn't care, and there was a rampage, and the pumpkin sledgehammer at the top smashed many stone statues to cracks, but fortunately they didn't collapse.

After a short period of temptation, I had a general idea of this man's strength, and he was a brave general, good at it with strength, wide and wide, and terrifying power.

However, that's all, when I activate the ghost sword and fight with it endlessly, every subtlety can always take advantage of him and cut a few wounds.

After gaining the upper hand, I tried to communicate with him, but he didn't give up, and insisted on killing my appearance, so I made up my mind, wiped a handful of sweat, and then pinched the sword with my left hand, and pointed forward, and the sword in the stone suddenly went forward, piercing the man's heart, and as the thin body collapsed, I sat on the ground with my ass, and gasped.

However, before I could take a second breath, the sound of stone cracks suddenly sounded in my ears again.