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Xiao Qiang's footsteps echoed in the tall and empty hall, as if it were an echo of history. 【】Copy URL visit: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

This is a large hall more than 20 meters high, all made of giant black spars, twelve pure black pillars lined up on both sides, supporting the circular dome, carved with ancient patterns.

In the center of the giant pillar, a road leading to the altar is paved with pure white white jade, black solemn, white holy, Xiao Qiang was extremely calm at this moment, standing in the middle of the road, looking up at a huge statue in front of him.

It was a black giant, almost with a dome on his head, dressed in a black robe, with a deep cloak on his head, and under the cloak, a pair of golden eyes looked down on all beings, and that gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all the obstacles of the world, and could penetrate the soul of man

He stood there solemnly, holding a shoulder-high black scepter carved with the image of a demonic beast, and at the top was a black gem, polished into twelve sides, shining with a mysterious and eerie luster.

Lord of the Abyss, Demon God

Xiao Qiang was immersed in the incomparable shock, and in this grand world, he suddenly became small.

He began to realize that the majestic silt mountain he had seen earlier was not actually a mountain, but a temple

He silently stared at the Lord of the Abyss, his soul seemed to be sucked in by those golden pupils, and he involuntarily walked forward, and finally stepped up the steps of the altar.

The rectangular altar, carved with black jade, has a huge five-pointed star carved in the center, the blood-colored nicks are a finger deep, and it seems that blood is still flowing inside, revealing a faint blood light, and a mellow dark atmosphere.

A thick, dusty tome was opened in the middle and placed on the altar, the yellowed edges of the parchment rolled up slightly, perhaps after it had been opened a thousand years ago, and had never been closed.

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The Fire Spirit Ding in Xiao Qiang's arms suddenly trembled, Xiao Qiang was surprised and took out the Fire Spirit Ding. Looking at the black altar, his heart suddenly moved, and he placed the Fire Spirit Ding in the corner of the five-pointed star pattern.

Bang

A dull and distant sound sounded, and the three feet of the Fire Spirit Peak slowly sank, as if embedded in the altar.

At some point, the magic mirror also slowly flew over, levitating above the altar. All of a sudden, it began to sink and circle. It finally landed in the center of the pentagram, and after a moment of rotation, a tooth mark suddenly stuck on the Fire Spirit Peak.

With a click, the mirror stopped spinning, smeared with a blood-red surface, and then plunged back into deep darkness.

Xiao Qiang stood solemnly in front of the altar, shocked in his heart, he understood, the five-pointed star must be a magic circle. The three-legged tripod and the dark tripod of the four attributes should be the five nodes that activate the magic circle, and the magic mirror is the eye of the magic circle.

Although he didn't know what the five-pointed star's circle was for, it was certain that it must be a ritual for the demons to try to communicate with the demon god

Xiao Qiang looked up at the statue of the demon god, and the sense of awe in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he even had an urge to bow and worship.

on the altar. Hearing the sound of Xiao Qiang's rapid breathing, he calmed down, and after putting away the Fire Spirit Ding and the Magic Mirror from the altar, he got off the altar and walked towards an arched door on the left.

The temple was as big as the mountain of silt he had seen before.

Xiao Qiang had countless questions hidden in his heart. Why is this demon temple that has disappeared for thousands of years located in the territory of the human race?

Why did she sink in the blackwater pool, and why there was not the slightest trace of people left here

Also, who opened that thick book, and why did it leave on the altar if it was so precious?

Walk through the arched door and there is a fork in the road ahead. They lead to two side halls.

Xiao Qiang walked forward, and walked over one room after another, the living room, the living room, the prayer room, and finally entered a showroom.

On several rows of tall stone foundations, there are boxy crystal shields, which have been covered with thick dust, but through some gaps, you can still see all kinds of sacrificial props and various ritual utensils placed inside.

As the fat man's father, Pang Derong said, these ritual weapons of the demon clan may be priceless treasures in front of the demon clan, because they are ghostwritten and inherited, representing the faith of the demon clan.

But in the eyes of the Terrans, they are nothing, they can only become playthings, and even targets to be destroyed as much as possible.

Xiao Qiang didn't alarm them, and walked along the stone base, and finally came to a tall bookshelf.

Open the crystal door outside the bookshelf, the bookshelf is full of all kinds of classics, and in the top row, there are some black brocade boxes.

Xiao Qiang saw the square brocade box, and without thinking about it, he thought of Lingyun, Lingyun is a unique cultivation prop of the demon race, and each crystal ball is filled with attribute energy.

The ones stored here are all thousands of years ago, and they must all be treasures, but unfortunately, the spirit can be used in the Yun Spirit Realm, Xiao Qiang can't use it, but he can give it to the Seven Gentlemen.

Thinking about it, Xiao Qiang put away four or five boxes of Lingyun and continued to rummage on the bookshelf.

When he opened a small box, he saw a black shiny elixir, and at the same time exuded an aura of déjà vu.

Soul Crossing Pill

Xiao Qiang's heart was shocked, and he was inexplicably a little excited, and he sensed it carefully, but he still didn't dare to be sure.

The Soul Crossing Pill was transformed by the human race according to the secret medicine of the demon race, and the secret medicine in his hand is likely to be the secret medicine of the demon race, and it may also have the effect of strengthening the soul.

There are as many as 12 of the same boxes on the shelves

Xiao Qiang's heart was itchy and he wanted to eat it and taste it.

The strength of the soul is too important, and the power of the soul is also the most difficult to cultivate.

Xiao Qiang was able to comprehend the sword intent before, largely because after he was reborn, his soul was stronger than ordinary people, and he had stronger insight.

Only with these two conditions could he be able to concentrate thousands of Dao Thoughts together and finally condense them into a single sword intent.

Controlling the machine spirit requires a strong soul power, controlling the sword soul requires a strong soul power, and he also needs a strong soul power to create a sword soul in the future.

Although Xiao Qiang had already eaten a Soul Crossing Pill at the first level of the tasting meeting, the effect would definitely be greatly reduced if he took it again, but how could he increase it by one or two percent, Xiao Qiang would be satisfied.

The reason why he didn't dare to eat it was because he was afraid that there would be any side effects in the pill in front of him.

In case he is branded as a demon, even if he has the breath of dark energy in his body, he will be killed.

Even if the sect and Dao system could tolerate him, the poisonous snake in the sect inquisition would bite him to death

Xiao Qiang forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, put away all the twelve Demon Soul Crossing Pills, and continued to look for treasures on the bookshelf. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation