In the second area of the Tomb of Gods and Demons, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and there was a rumbling sound.

The mountain of Jiuwen Town is bright, and the glow is in a circle, exuding a majestic and heavy atmosphere. Fighting with the devil who was more than 30 feet long, the battle was so shattered that the sky was dark.

This piece of heaven and earth has been shrouded by a terrifying force, and the space has collapsed one by one.

Yan Qing and the Fourteenth Master were a little shocked when they saw it, and they couldn't get close at all, and at this time, the token in the devil's claws had already been knocked away and landed on another mountain.

When the Fourteenth Master saw it, he immediately chased after him, and his figure swept past and turned into a black shadow.

In a moment, Yan Qing saw the Fourteenth Master walking back in a hurry, holding a token in his hand, the token was shining gold, exuding a faint divine might.

"Haha, it's really a token of God. The Fourteenth Master smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.

Yan Qing got closer and saw that there were three characters depicted on the token, which looked a little like a small seal, but it was not a small seal. It was a font he hadn't seen before, and it exuded an air of antiquity and vicissitudes.

Behind the token, a majestic palace is depicted, and a wave of war intent rushes out from it.

Yan Qing suddenly took two steps back, a little shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that he was forced to retreat with a carved palace. That fighting intent was too terrifying, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and it was coming.

"What a powerful battle intent, do you know the three words of the Fourteenth Master?" Then, Yan Qing was also a little curious, after all, this is the token of the gods.

"I seem to know, but I don't remember what it is. The Fourteenth Master frowned and recalled, shook his head after a while, and said: "The second word is the word 'God', and the third seems to be the word 'Temple', but I can't be sure ......."

"God of War Temple?" Yan Qing was slightly surprised.

"Hey, Yan boy, do you know these three words?" The Fourteenth Master glanced at Yan Qing thoughtfully, and then said, "It's likely to be the God of War Temple, could it be that those gods are all the divine soldiers of the God of War Temple?"

"I don't know. ”

Yan Qing shook his head, he had only guessed based on the battle intent in the token.

"It's not good, Yan boy, let's go quickly, the battle between Jiuwen Zhenshan Ding and the devil hunt has attracted other devils. The fourteenth master said with a sinking face, and then shouted at the bronze tripod, "Brother Jiuwen, you resist first, we have taken a step in advance." ”

Yan Qing immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this, but at this time, he also ran away, because he saw two devils coming from afar. And after the bronze tripod saw Yan Qing and the Fourteenth Master running away, it immediately let out a low cry of dissatisfaction, and also flew towards them.

But the devil who was more than thirty feet old had already been included in the ding, so it was still fighting, and it became bigger and smaller for a while, and there were bursts of ghosts crying wolf howls from inside.

After running out of a few mountains, the Fourteenth Master stopped, took out the golden token and began to study it.

"This should be the identity token of those divine soldiers, right?" Yan Qing said, thinking for a while and then said, "Who killed them, could it be that there was some kind of big war in the divine realm?"

"Who knows. The Fourteenth Master shook his head.

At this time, the Jiuwen Town Mountain Ding had already flown over, suspended above Yan Qing's head, but its glow was already very faint, and it could barely resist the terrifying aura emanating from the Gods and Demons Tomb Field. Moreover, the rift that had been closed before opened again, and it was full of cracks like cobwebs.

Looking at this Jiuwen Town Mountain, Yan Qing was a little worried, and then he disappeared into the sea of wheels.

"Dead old man, what kind of magic weapon is on you, hurry up and take it out, otherwise I won't be able to bear the breath here." Yan Qing's face sank and he said, and immediately used the True Yuan to resist.

"Trouble. ”

The fourteenth master grunted, and then began to pick it up from his arms, and said as he pulled it: "It's not this, it's not this, hey, where did the old man put it, why can't he find it......"

"How many divine soldiers do you have in your arms?" Yan Qing heard this, and her face became a little bad.

"Got it, hehe. At this time, the Fourteenth Master took out a black oil lamp from his arms. The oil lamp was small, only seven inches high, and looked very ordinary, as if it were made of bronze.

As soon as the oil lamp was taken out, the Fourteenth Master immediately blew on the lamp of the oil lamp, and then the oil lamp lit up, emitting a faint yellow light. The light of the oil lamp was not large, only about a foot long, but it shrouded the two of them in yellow light. Moreover, as soon as the light came on, it immediately pushed out that evil aura, which made people feel very peaceful.

"What kind of lamp is this, Fourteenth Master?"

Yan Qing couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw this ordinary oil lamp, it seemed to be even better than that of Jiuwen Zhenshanding.

Then I took a closer look and saw two small seals carved on the lamppost of the oil lamp, requiem.

"Requiem lamp, dead old man, what is the origin of this requiem lamp?" Yan Qing was a little curious, this oil lamp should be something from the late ancient period, or maybe it was from the Middle Ages.

"I don't know, the old man picked it up. As soon as the fourteenth master put down the oil lamp in his hand, the oil lamp immediately suspended above their heads, enveloping the two of them.

"Hehe......" Yan Qing.

"Is it really the Temple of the God of War?" The Fourteenth Master ignored Yan Qing, took the token and studied it carefully, scratching his ears for a while, and scratching his head for a while......

"Dead old man, what kind of writing is that?"

Yan Qing was also a little curious about that kind of writing at this time, when he was studying in Shuya before, he had studied the writing of this world, but he found that there was no record of this kind of writing. Moreover, since Qin Shi Da, the whole world has used small seals.

"What text?"

The Fourteenth Master blinked and said mysteriously: "This is the divine text, the text used by the gods." ”

"Shenwen?" Yan Qing was a little surprised.

"Forget it, don't study it. ”

The Fourteenth Master put away the token, and then led the way in front, step by step into the Tomb of Gods and Demons.

I don't know how long it was, but after hundreds of miles, the two finally reached the zone of the second and third regions. The black mountains on the blood-colored land became more and more magnificent, as if they had unconsciously come to the ancient years, and the ancient breath was flowing, making people's hearts palpitate.

The black Dayue, like reaching the heavens and pressing down the nine shadows, is majestic and terrifying, surrounded by bands of black mist.

The mountains towered into the clouds, pitch black as ink, and all of them were surrounded by bands of black mist, blocking the front. The momentum of the Great Yue is overwhelming, making people suffocate, they are majestic and majestic, flowing with eternal terrifying qi.

This is the third area.

At this time, Yan Qing felt a terrifying aura coming from inside, it was a headless knight, wearing a black cold light iron suit, tall and powerful, holding a black spear.

There was an aura of convincing heaven and earth on his body, but unfortunately there was no head, and there was a lot of blood on his neck.

Blood dripped down the ground in a steady stream.

At his seat was a tall stone horse, shaking its head and tail, with its head raised and neighing, powerful and terrifying, with large stone hooves at the mouth of the bowl, which cracked the void every time it fell.

Seeing the appearance of the Headless Horseman, Yan Qing's face changed drastically, and he turned pale in an instant. Even the Fourteenth Master was extremely frightened, and he didn't dare to move, as if he had lost his soul.

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