In the passage at the entrance of the temple, Jia San and the middle-aged man looked at the murals on the wall all the way, while moving forward cautiously. Compared to Shen Mu, who didn't know anything, Jia San undoubtedly knew a lot of unknown insiders, and he gently stroked the wall with his hand, and said with a little nostalgia with emotion: "The Desolate Ancient God Race, of course, what a powerful race! In the blink of an eye, it has also become history, just like other extinct races, and now their shadows can only be seen in these murals." History is always strikingly similar, one reincarnation after another is like a predestined fate, and no one can escape it!"

"San'er, what are you talking about there?" The middle-aged man always felt that Jia San suddenly became a little strange after entering the divine tomb.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've stolen too many ancient tombs recently, and I'm a little emotional!" Jia San smiled, listened to the movement in front of him, and said, "It seems that it should be a fight with the Spirit Protector Beast!"

"Are you sure it's okay to let them go? I don't want to be preempted by others!" The middle-aged man was a little anxious, after all, the stakes were important, and he couldn't afford to take the slightest risk.

"Don't worry, uncle, haven't you also found out, it's just two lucky little guys, just in the early stage of Qi training, are you still afraid that they will be able to turn the sky upside down?" Jia San smiled with an expression on his face that everything was under control: "Just enough for them to break the Spirit Guarding Array composed of sixty-four Spirit Guarding Divine Beasts." If you want to pass this big array, the lower the strength, the easier it is, and you will take the risk of concealing your cultivation. ”

"That's right!" the middle-aged man nodded, a little glad in his heart. According to their original plan, he wanted him to hide his cultivation to break the formation, but he actually didn't have much confidence that he would be able to deceive this great array of spirits. What if I hadn't deceived the past? Facing the sixty-four Yuan Infant Stage strength of the Guardian Soul Beast? I shudder to think about it!

"San'er, is there really the thing you said here? Don't lie to me? Otherwise, don't blame Uncle I'm not welcome!" Feeling that Jia San's state was getting more and more wrong, the middle-aged man felt that he needed to emphasize his existence. He himself is a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, and Jia San is just in the foundation building period, in terms of strength, he is in an absolutely dominant position, and there is no need to be afraid of Jia San playing any tricks. But maybe out of intuition, he just felt that Jia San had a problem, and he was secretly prepared to be vigilant.

"Don't worry, uncle, we are all from the same village, the villagers, who dare to lie to you?" Jia San gave him a look of relief, and then said: "The Shenwu Atlas collects all the martial arts inheritance of the Ancient Protoss, although the entire Protoss has been extinct, but this inheritance has been preserved, and it is placed in the sacrificial temple of the Protoss. This is clearly recorded in the ancient books I have found, and there is absolutely no mistake. If you get this inheritance, uncle, it will be like a tiger with wings, what Wuji Sword Sect, what Leiyin Temple, but they are all ants under your feet, uncle!"

I have to say that the picture depicted by Jia San is very appetizing to the middle-aged man, and a smug smile appeared on his face. However, he did not forget the vigilance he should have, and then asked: "But I heard you say that if you want to get this Martial God Catalog, you must have the blood of the gods! Do you have the blood of the gods in your hands?"

Jia San explained: "The Desolate Ancient Protoss doesn't know how many tens of thousands of people have died, how can I have the blood of the gods? In fact, there are two ways to get this Martial God Catalog: one is to carry the blood of the Desolate Ancient Protoss. Although the Desolate Ancient God Clan has been wiped out, there are still some mixed bloodlines that have been passed down more or less. However, it is not easy to find this kind of bloodline with the blood of the Protoss, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is looking for a needle in a haystack.

The second method is relatively simple, but it is somewhat dangerous. According to the records in the ancient books, only if they can pass the test of the Desolate Ancient Protoss, anyone can have a chance to obtain the Divine Blood Cleansing, and replace the bloodline on their body with the Divine Bloodline, so that they can naturally obtain the Martial God Catalog. ”

This explanation is very reasonable, although it is necessary to take a certain risk, but the middle-aged man is relieved not to kill. You must know that in this world, risk equals gain, if Jia San told him that he didn't need to do anything to get the inheritance of the Desolate Ancient God Clan, he would never believe it.

"What is the content of this Protoss's trial?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.

Jia San shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, there is no record in ancient books." But it's never too easy to think about, uncle, you have to be prepared. In addition, uncle, I would like to remind you, don't forget our agreement. I'll help you get the Martial God Catalog, and you'll have to help me get one thing too!"

"I remember, San'er, you can rest assured, as soon as you get the Martial God Catalog, I will immediately help you get something, uncle, I have been working hard for so many years, there is nothing to say!" The middle-aged man patted his chest for a while, but in fact, he didn't plan to help him at all. He was even already thinking about whether to kill Jia San as soon as he got the Martial God Catalog.

"Uncle, it's good that you remember!" Jia San laughed a little flatteringly, revealing the two dimples on the side of his mouth.

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The sacrificial hall is the absolute core of the entire temple, and it is the most solemn place just like the main hall of the temple. And the people who built the temple seem to have used all the best materials here. The steps made of one hundred and eight steps of black gold magic crystals are only the lowest level here, and treasures like the Burning Sun Crystal Nucleus, which can only be left behind after the destruction of stars, are only inlaid on the ground very casually here.

And the most extravagant, it is said to be the main body of the entire hall. Shen Mu didn't know what this material was called, but that didn't prevent him from understanding the amazing energy contained in this material. If you want to compare it with the magic crystal energy system, the energy contained in each piece of this material is almost equivalent to about twenty levels of magic crystal.

Do you know how much a level 20 magic crystal is? Not to mention whether it can be bought, the price of being able to buy it is calculated in tens of billions.

A few days ago, Shen Mu also watched the news, saying that it was a place that invested in the construction of a new energy station, and spent more than 30 billion yuan to purchase a seventeenth-level magic crystal. Seventeenth-level magic crystals can be bought for more than 30 billion, and twenty-level magic crystals can be sold for 50 billion, and there are definitely people rushing to ask for them.

So let's think about it, how much can such a big hall be worth? Shen Mu felt that it could buy half a galaxy.

Of course, no matter how valuable this hall is, it has nothing to do with the two of them, not to mention whether they can move away, even if they can move away, it seems, probably, maybe, estimated, maybe you have to ask if this person inside can agree!

Shen Mu and the fat man are a little embarrassed now, standing at the door of the temple is not entering or retreating, like a thief who steals something and finally opens the door, only to find that the owner of the house is sitting at home waiting for them?

Judging from the mural at the entrance, isn't it true that the Ancient Protoss has already died? Why is there still one here who is not dead? From the perspective of time, how long has this guy lived!

At first, when he saw a Desolate Ancient God Clan sitting in the middle of the main hall for the first time, Shen Mu was also startled. However, both of them thought that this Protoss was dead, and after quickly calming down, they took a closer look.

I saw that this Protoss was about eight meters tall, sitting on a huge golden chair, with four arms, and wearing a purple-gold battle armor. The two hands on the left hold the sword at the waist, and the two on the right hold a war sword. At the top of this sword is a gem the size of an ordinary wheel, the whole body is round and crystal clear, and from the outside, it seems that there are countless stars shining inside.

Although he still didn't know what kind of gem this was, Shen Mu was sure that this gem was definitely one of the most precious things in the entire hall. Because he noticed that the walls and floors of the entire hall were carved with strange runes, and these runes seemed to be arranged and combined with each other to form a kind of formation, and the core of this formation fell on this gem.

Shen Mu guessed that this gem might be a huge source of energy, providing energy for the operation of the entire underground temple. You must know that this underground temple has existed for an unknown number of years, and it has not even depleted the energy of this gem, which shows how amazing its energy storage is.

And in addition to this gem, this ancient god clan also has a lot of good things on it. Like war knives, swords, and battle armor, these models do not match the weapons and equipment that cannot be used at all, not to mention. Shen Mu's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly found that there was a book placed on the knee of this god clan.

What kind of book will be placed here? Shen Mu's first thought was that the secret book of divine skills, no matter how bad it was, it would definitely record something very important! And in fact, this book was probably the only thing he could hold here.

The fat man also thinks about the same as him. But this guy is a little more excessive, he is already thinking about how to completely strip this ancient god clan away. The so-called goose plucking, the fat man feels that if he fails to grasp this opportunity, it will definitely be the biggest stain in his life.

However, just as the two of them were pondering how to do it, they saw that the chest of this ancient god clan actually rose and fell slightly.

Shen Mu was stunned on the spot, rubbing his eyes as if he thought he had dazzled his eyes. But one person can be wrong, and two people can't be wrong together! When the fat man trembled and asked with a suspicious gaze, Shen Mu knew that he was absolutely not wrong!

What to do?

Shen Mu only hesitated for a few tenths of a second, and then immediately made a decision, pulling the fat man out of the main hall first.

However, at this moment, this Desolate Ancient God Clan suddenly opened its eyes. His gaze fell condescendingly on the two of them, and in an instant, Shen Mu felt as if an invisible thunder had slammed into his head.

"Inheritor, you're finally here?" the voice of the Ancient Protoss was low, and there seemed to be a hint of detachment in exhaustion.

When he heard the word 'inheritance', Shen Mu instantly thought of a lot of episodes: What kind of mysterious inheritance fell off the cliff! What kind of ancestral ring lives in the old grandfather and so on!

Could it be that he also has such luck today? The inheritance of the Desolate Ancient God Clan is exciting just thinking about it. As soon as he thought of this, Shen Mu quickly straightened his waist and said seriously: "Are you talking about me, I won't accept your inheritance in vain, if you have anything you need me to do, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Mu felt that he was instantly catapulted out, and flew out of the hall directly in an arc in the air, falling heavily on the ground, feeling that his butt was about to break.

And that's not all, the important thing is that it's too TM embarrassing. Covering his face with one hand, he secretly looked at the fat man who had been blinded inside, and he was secretly jealous in his heart, and the luck of this fat man was too good!

The fat man is indeed completely stunned now. When the Desolate Ancient Protoss in front of him said the word inheritor to him, many, many pictures suddenly appeared in his mind, from the origin, development, and prosperity of the Desolate Ancient Protoss to the final destruction, there were many things happening in various periods, and just a flash of fragments could only give him a little understanding of this race. And at the end of watching it, he suddenly understood why this Desolate Ancient God Clan would say that he was the inheritor.

Because the Desolate Ancient Protoss had left many descendants of mixed bloodlines before, these descendants were not recognized as members of the Protoss at that time. So when the entire Desolate Ancient God Clan was wiped out, these half-blood descendants survived instead. And after hundreds of thousands of reproductions, these half-blood descendants have been scattered into various cosmic planes, and the bloodline has been extremely thin.

However, no matter how thin the bloodline is, he is still a descendant of the Desolate Ancient Protoss, and he didn't admit it at the time because of the strength of the Desolate Ancient Protoss, but in the current situation, the orthodox Protoss have long since died, and if they want to leave the inheritance, do they still have to choose?

Just like in a big family, the orthodox heirs are all dead, and of course the inheritance has to be picked from the closest heirs!

So it just so happened that the fat man came here today, and it happened that he still had a trace of insignificant bloodline of the Ancient God Clan, so he naturally became the only choice.

I have to say that this guy's luck is really good!

And when the fat man came back to his senses after reading the memory fragments of the Ancient Gods, he found that he didn't know when he had an extra book in his hand, and he flipped through it and found that there were no words in it, all of them were all kinds of pictures, and he didn't know what he was drawing?

"This is the inheritance of our Ancient Protoss, I will pass it on to you now, you have to study hard and live up to the name of our Protoss. In addition, the divine blood in your body is too thin, and I still have a divine blood here, which can help you restore the pure divine bloodline!" said the Desolate Ancient Protoss, a fist-sized golden blood floated out from the center of his eyebrows, and it was about to fall, when suddenly a violent sound came from a distance:

"Stop!"