It's still the old dead hall.

In the center of the main hall, surrounded by countless patterns, Mu Shao'an stood there, like a sculpture, his expression and movements remained as if he had just entered the main hall, but for some reason, the vitality on his body was completely absent.

If someone takes a closer look here, they will find that Mu Shao'an's body surface is densely wound by a thin silk thread.

Of course, there won't be anyone.

Because no one can enter this hall and return with their whole body, in this hall, what is sealed is the history of the Purple Eagle War, and the countless patterns depicted on the walls, domes, and pillars in the hall are the historical details that have been condensed and sealed.

That's right, the history of the vast Purple Eagle War is like this here.

Mu Shaoan felt that his body was bound to the altar by the shadow of fate, but in fact, his body was still in this hall. Even the fanatic body he created was in a world within a certain pattern.

As for the Shadow of Destiny, it is not the master of this hall, but the prisoner in this hall, the prisoner under the seal of the laws of history.

At this moment, outside the heavily sealed hall, a fog suddenly emerged, and immediately after, a group of five people approached the main hall, but they didn't dare to approach it at all, just looked at it from a distance.

Among these five people, the first two are two Juque people wearing special armor guards, who seem to have come to guard this hall, and the remaining three, two of them are old men of Tianlong, but the last person is shrouded in a black mist, and it is impossible to tell who he is at all?

"It's been one hundred and seventy-eight days, and the crab's body is still alive. ”

A giant guard wearing special armor said with some respect, but his respectful target was not the two Tianlong people, but the last mysterious person shrouded in black mist.

"This is normal, that crab is quite powerful, even if the true god of fate sealed inside can't eat it for a while, it will take hundreds of years to digest it, but one thing is certain, that crab can't come out. No matter how powerful he is, don't try to escape the hunt of the true god of fate. ”

An old man of Tinno deliberately flattered the authentic, and the target of his respect was also the mysterious man.

"I heard that the crab threw his weapons and equipment, including the Sky Spear, outside the main hall before entering the main hall?"

"Yes, my lord, the crab seems to have realized the danger in the main hall in advance, but he still went in, and he looked very sure, but as a result, he only walked three and a half steps in the main hall, and then fell into the trap of the true god of fate, and it is estimated that he is still struggling. Another giant guard hurriedly said, and then he said with some regret:

"However, those weapons and equipment are too close to the entrance of the main hall, which is very dangerous and easy to be hunted by the true gods of fate. ”

The mysterious man didn't look interested in this, just stared at Mu Shao'an's figure for a long time, and finally sighed: "It's a pity, this is an interesting chess piece, I was thinking about letting him be used as a-stirring stick in the divine war, who would have thought that he would actually crash into here?

After saying this, the mysterious man lost interest and turned to leave, but an old man from Tianlong hurriedly followed and asked carefully: "My lord, when do you plan to officially enter the position of the master of the Pantheon?"

"Lord of the Pantheon?hehe, I'm not that fool of Juque, this position is a cannon fodder, that guy from Juque flaunted his might for a god war era, and ended up like this, so, are you fools to me?"

The mysterious man sneered, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Shao'an in the main hall, "I sometimes hope that this crab can kill the true god of fate, in this way, the world will always be much cleaner, otherwise, if there are a few more divine battles, even we old immortals will not be able to bear it." Fate stirs the future, history confuses the past, and no one can hide from it, even if it rides the dragon of time. ”

The mysterious man's words made the faces of the two Tianlong old men change greatly, "My lord, do you mean that the crab has a chance to escape?"

"I didn't say that, I just hope, just an unrealistic hope, okay, don't take my words, this world is hopeless, we can survive these dozen god war eras, in fact, it is a great luck, because of an accident, fate sealed history, and history sealed fate, which gave us a chance for a line of development, and now, the two seals are gradually disintegrating, and the good days are coming to an end, no matter how much planning, can not withstand the final end. The mysterious man sighed, and in the blink of an eye, the man was gone.

The two Tianlong old men and the two giant people looked at each other.

"What now? Before the Celestial Giant Que left a special order to let this lord take over the position of the Lord of the Pantheon, but who would have thought that he would not be interested in this?"

"Can we get that crab out?"

After a moment of silence, one of the giants asked, "Although we are not in the same camp as him, but the Divine War is coming soon, such a person is the most suitable." ”

"Don't even think about it!"

An old man shook his head and said, "I don't want to die, let alone die immediately, this hall, this seal, and the true god of fate in it can devour all the power of the law, unless you are the god of the law of war, or the god of the law of the universe, but that's just a legend, if you are not convinced, you might as well go and take the spear of breaking the boundary, and see if the true god of fate has the ability to hunt you?"

A few people left again, but if they stayed here for even a few more seconds, they would hear that in the dead and silent hall, Mu Shao'an's heart suddenly beat very strongly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The heartbeat echoed through the hall like thunder, but then it fell silent again, as if nothing had happened.

And at this moment, it was the first round of a draw between Mu Shaoan and the Shadow of Destiny.

This process is very strange and complicated, because from the standpoint of this hall, Mu Shao'an's confrontation with the Demon Shadow of Destiny is actually equivalent to a cell-level confrontation in his body.

That's right, what kind of crazy thirty-six, what things to deal with the gray ear people, and the giant people, are actually infinitely compressed, because this is the place where history seals the fate.

Every piece of history in this place has been compressed to the extreme.

Mu Shaoan seems to have done such a big thing, but in fact, it is a toss at the cellular level.

To use a simpler example, the Shadow of Fate is a toxin, Mu Shaoan's body was poisoned, so he couldn't exert his full strength, so he had to resist from the cellular level.

It's just that this pattern of resistance is very strange.