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At the end of the road, there is a temple, which emits a hazy light in the darkness, with a sacred connotation. It is surprising that this kind of unique Sanskrit building should appear in such a strange place.

"People who come from afar...... What is your name...... This place is dangerous, dangerous...... Come on, step on the bridge,...... can save your life......" The voice came from the other end of the vermilion temple, with a kind of vicissitudes of time.

As soon as the words fell, a golden rainbow bridge flew out of the temple and came across the darkness.

"Save my life...... Hehe...... Pretending to be a ghost, I don't know what to say!" Looking at the rainbow bridge that stretched to his feet, Cang Xuan said coldly. He wanted to see what kind of creatures were in this temple!

"Phew!"

Cang Xuan stepped out and stepped directly on the leading rainbow bridge. As the rainbow light shrank and the stars shifted, he had already come to this temple.

"This—"

The vermilion temple is surprisingly empty and clean, and there is not even a statue of the ancestor of the Sanskrit people that is commonly worshipped in the temple.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a deep ancient well in the dark and a bald man with a withered body and wearing a strange yellow costume.

It's a pity that the man in front of him has no life, and what is in front of him is just a skin with an incorruptible body.

"Lost in the ancient years...... A group of powerful cultivators called "Monks"?" Cang Xuan muttered, searching for the memories in his mind, with a look of suspicion on his face.

At that time, there was a group of monks who shaved their hair and practiced in khaki robes, but their appearance was somewhat similar to the dried corpse in front of them.

Many people speculate that the Sanskrit among the hundred ethnic groups today is definitely inextricably linked to the group of people who disappeared in that era.

"People who come from afar...... What is your name...... This place is dangerous, dangerous...... Depart, depart...... can save your life......" At this time, the ancient corpse with a shriveled body actually spoke, and there was a hazy rain of light and rain, and the flesh and blood of the ancient corpse were reborn, turning into a young man.

"One moment call me over, the other moment tell me to leave. Then tell me, do I want to stay here or leave?" looked at the ancient monk who was facing away, and a smile appeared on the corner of Cangxuan's mouth.

Soon Cang Xuan looked away from the ancient monk. From beginning to end, Cang Xuan focused his attention on the dark ancient well that replaced the statue of the main god of the Brahmans.

"Your life is in danger, your life is in danger...... Need your essence and blood to break the ban...... can save your life......" The ancient monk with his back to Cangxuan spoke again, with a demagogic flavor in his tone.

"Help...... Save my life......" Cang Xuan next to the temple muttered, and a pair of purple eyes seemed to become confused. Then he took a step and walked towards the ancient monk.

"That's right...... Sacrifice your blood...... Come on, come here, ......" A series of short voices rang out, echoing through the eerie temple.

A drop of blood sparkled brightly, emerging from Cangxuan's index finger, burning like a candle flame in this temple. Gradually, Cang Xuan was already very close to the ancient monk.

"It's really hard for you, it's embarrassing to use such a low-level confusing supernatural power. Cangxuan's body was stunned, and his confused eyes regained clarity in an instant.

It was at this moment that the entire vermilion temple trembled. The ancient monk turned around, and on that dense face, a pair of scarlet vertical pupils became the only one in this world at this time.

"The unknown source of this ancient road, is it you?" Cang Xuan said lightly. The drop of purple blood on the index finger bloomed and turned into a bewitching blood-colored lotus.

"Whew!"

The corners of Cang Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and the blood lotus in his hand turned, bringing up a sonorous sword aura that swept the heavens and the earth. The brilliant and crystalline lotus petals were like a heavenly sword, and with a slight stroke, the void was divided, and the entire temple collapsed in an instant.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

At the same time that the ancient monk's body was swept away by the sword qi, a deafening roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. The monstrous demon cloud that had survived the catastrophe rushed out of the ancient well, filling the entire heavenly dome.

"Boom...... It's been 5,000 years...... It's been 5,000 years, and my Qingzhu ancestor is finally free...... Freedom!" In the dark ancient well, cyan snakes and insects kept coming out, and in the magic clouds, a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils the size of a lake lit up, and a huge figure manifested in it, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky.

"Little one...... I really want to thank you for helping this ancestor completely exterminate Fakong's bald donkey. In return, I will make you the blood food of this ancestor!" The demon cloud was full of hideous laughter, and then, there was a mountain-sized snake mouth, sucking the cloud qi, and slaughtered towards the Cangxuan below.

Cang Xuan was cold-eyed, and he stood still in the vacuum area swallowed by the snake's mouth. A grim smile was reflected in the scarlet vertical pupils, and his body blurred like this, disappearing without a trace.

"Inferior crawler! I think you're stupid. The grand sound like Huang Zhong Da Lu sounded, making the Qingzhu Ancestor stand up with the scales of a green snake, and the scarlet snake pupils were even erected into a line.

"Boom-"

A big foot stepped down on him, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell into absolute darkness. Qingzhu Ancestor will never forget this scene until he dies, in fact, this is also the last scene in his sad life.

"No—how could it be...... This ancestor entered the late stage of the Seven Realms thousands of years ago, and his cultivation has already reached the heavens and the earth...... Five thousand years of penance! Who will compete with this king on the road......

The roar was incessant, with endless unwillingness and resentment. Qingzhu Ancestor twisted his body frantically, and the sky fell apart when his body twitched. It's just that no matter what, he can't get rid of that big foot crushing.

The planes he lived in were imprisoned. At this moment, he understood what kind of existence the young man in front of him seemed to be being used by him...... The gap is too big!

A terrible thought arose in the heart of Qingzhu Ancestor...... Perhaps, at the beginning, the young demon king didn't want him and Fakong to live at all, so it didn't matter if he was in the middle of the plan or not......

"Poof!"

Blood rushed into the sky, and the roar stopped. The poor grandmaster of the dignified generation was treated like an insect and ant in the mortal world, and was crushed to death by someone at his feet.

"Is it the king's road...... I see, it's really interesting. All visions dissipated, and Cang Xuan stood on top of the broken ancient road, playing with a small sword flowing with blue light.

This sword is the natal object of the Qingzhu Ancestor, and the grade is also extremely high, reaching the level of a top-grade magic weapon. Now that the Qingzhu Ancestor has died, this magic weapon naturally belongs to him.

"It's a pity, if you had knelt down with me and begged for mercy in the first place, you wouldn't have ended up like this. Cang Xuan smiled faintly, mercilessly erasing the remnants of the Yuan Shen on it.

Cang Xuan put away the little emerald sword, for him to obtain the natal magic weapon of this generation of great masters, it was secondary. By reading the memories of this Qingzhu Ancestor, he finally roughly understood what kind of place he was.

"This well ......," Cang Xuan turned around and came to the mouth of the well that had trapped the big snake for thousands of years. This well is the only thing that has not been damaged in the great battle just now.

There is a spiritual vein buried under this well, which is the source of the thin heaven and earth vitality on this ancient road. It's not like everyone who is as holy as Cangxuan, who is not afraid of the loss of vitality in the body. In other words, whether you want to live or continue to practice, you can't do without this well of vitality......

In Cang Xuan's opinion, the ancient Sanskrit monk named Fakong and the big green snake were the strongest people on this ancient path, they calculated with each other and wanted to kill each other, but unfortunately the two were evenly matched, and they couldn't help each other...... In this tug-of-war that spans thousands of years, it is the big snake that slowly gains the upper hand that leads to today's scene.

It's a pity that under the absolute strength, the thousands of years of waiting and hope are also so vulnerable.

"Seal the king's road, let the world's grandmasters fight hard...... The so-called opportunity to become a king...... Is that really just the case?" Cang Xuan whispered, entering the well of vitality.

If he guessed correctly, the end of this well of vitality would be a new path.

"What kind of opponents will they have...... Hopefully not too weak. Cang Xuan whispered, the corners of his mouth flashing with a beautiful arc.

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