Obviously, the woman in the second picture is of the same origin as the corpse in the ancient city in the third painting, and if the three ancient drawings are drawn chronologically, then it is likely that the woman is the ancestor of the corpses, who inherited the ancestral habit of wearing golden masks as a status symbol.

And the golden eyes on the city wall are also worth pondering, are there such a pair of golden eyes under those masks? These corpses are not human races, not demon races, not the oldest immortal races, if the ancient city where these people live has fallen into the underworld, does it mean that they are at least the great clan that once stood side by side with the heavenly court and the earth? It may even be the legendary Honghuang Ancient Clan.

But who crucified them to the wall?

Another thing that puzzled everyone was why the clay black beast had the same eyes? it was a black beast, and it didn't bear the slightest resemblance to the race to which the woman belonged, so it wouldn't be their descendant.

Could it be that the black beast occupies this stele because of the presence of this woman in this second painting? Or that this stele is painted by the descendants of that woman, and that it also contains their power, and the eyes of this black beast are obtained because he stole this power.

All kinds of speculation quickly flowed through everyone's minds, but before they could figure it out, the mud began to attack.

The rapid and low chanting was like an evil curse, but it aroused a certain power in the stone tablet, and the dozens of ancient characters on the three carved pictures lit up one after another, cast into the darkness, and soon took on real forms, slowly spinning, powerful power roaring in the air, everyone knew that these ancient words were absolutely extraordinary.

The ember city lord bore the brunt of the attack, his face was heavy, his head hung on the small ding, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

The ancient characters paused in the air for a moment, and then came in an instant, directly above the city lord of the embers, like a mountain suppressing down.

The ember fire city lord reacted very quickly, and the two Qiong Tianyin were smashed out directly, his body turned into a streamer, and he fled out without thinking, although he didn't know what these ancient words were for, but as an experienced monk, he didn't want to be suppressed by these ancient words at all.

Ten thousand long whiskers came horizontally, swishing in the air, like ten thousand arrows in unison.

Qiong Tianyin was the first to explode, those ancient words emitted a faint black light, Qiong Tianyin was completely restrained by it, and it decomposed at the moment of touch, the two were incompatible, and the aura storm that was set off was completely engulfed by darkness after a few zhang rushing, and then the ten thousand long whiskers broke through the air.

The Ember City Lord let out a long roar, and a ball of fire flew out of his hand, which was the 'ember' enshrined in the Ember City.

The ember fire is mysterious and unpredictable, older than most races in the boundary road, and the All Saints Pavilion really spent a lot of effort in order to obtain it, and personally sent a half-emperor to garrison the ember city, in order to guard the ember fire day and night, and the ember city lord also benefited a lot from this ember fire.

This ember fire is the master of the Dao fire in the world, and according to legend, it is the remnant of the original fire in the world, and it is a trace left from the hands of the Honghuang Ancient Clan.

The young man of the fire-weary clan trembled uneasily beside Su Qi, as if he had met a natural enemy, he looked at the embers with awe, but there was still a strong desire in his eyes, the fire-weary clan was born to control fire, and naturally he was quite yearning for this ancient flame.

The moment the embers appeared, they showed their power, and the long whiskers that flew from them were ignited one by one, and the fire quickly burned along the long whiskers towards the soft mud, and it let out a piercing scream, the sound was terrible and cruel, and the long whiskers began to shake wildly, and the flames flew in the sky, and those golden eyes could not bear the pain, and closed tightly.

But it didn't last long before the clump decided to abandon the guard, and the long whiskers that caught fire suddenly broke one by one, and then the other whiskers shrank back and wrapped around the stone tablet one by one, and the three paintings were covered up again.

The golden eyes opened again, and golden tears flowed down from the corners of the eyes, the soft mud seemed to be ruthless, and the huge chanting filled the world, accompanied by a stale smell, and those golden teardrops flew out and melted into those ancient words.

The ancient words instantly shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye, they flew to the top of the ember city lord's head, and constantly hovered around him, like a necklace wrapping him in the middle, and the misty golden light turned into a cloud of mist, completely trapping the ember city lord in the middle.

"Town ......"

An ancient voice exploded in the void, and the terrifying Su Qi and the others quickly retreated.

They soon discovered that this voice had nothing to do with the soft mud, but the power of those ancient words, they hooked the avenue, awakened the ancient power hidden in the words, and this voice belonged to the monk who created these ancient words, even if it lasted for eternity, the years did not erase his power.

Whoever carved these ancient characters on the stone tablet must have been an emperor.

The ancient words fell inch by inch, the embers of the city lord gritted his teeth, and the white divine light continued to fly out of the small ding, and the embers were also burning beside him, constantly blooming circles of firelight, but they were all blocked by this ancient word, and they couldn't break through at all.

His body also slowly bent, as if carrying a high mountain.

In the end, he had to sit down cross-legged, and with the help of embers and magic weapons, he fought against those ancient characters with all his might.

A rainbow of light slammed down from the boundary road.

A Great Cultivator of the All Saints Pavilion saw that his own half-emperor was trapped, and he was in a hurry, and he didn't care about leading his disciples, so he first shot out a divine light, and then flew directly with a knife, and from a distance it was a knife that slashed the sky, and the sword qi swept across the void, slashing at those ancient characters.

The ancient characters burst out with a circle of golden light, whether it was divine light or sword qi, they were all annihilated at the moment of touch.

"Leave me alone!" The ember city lord gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice, he had already seen that this stone tablet was the black beast's means to restrain him, and the next thing would be even more dangerous, "The black beast army will attack soon, order the monks of the four major sects to be on full alert!"

As soon as his words fell, the stone stele birds that were not fast had already flown to the edge of Ember City.

But instead of making a move, they stood up, facing the front of the stele against the boundary path, and at the same time flapped their wings and shifted positions.

They quickly formed a strange pattern, much like the gossip of the Terrans, and the stone tablets lit up in turn.

The pattern was intertwined with black and gold lights, and the inexplicable power began to reverberate, and after just a few breaths, large black cocoons appeared in front of these stele birds.

They stood in the darkness, and the silk threads fluttered on the cocoon, and after they appeared, these silk threads quickly sank into the darkness, constantly drawing strength, and the large cocoon continued to expand and shrink like breathing, as if something was about to emerge from inside.