Exterminate the alien race and restore my glory!

In just eight characters, it is the mission of the Taoist clan. For hundreds of thousands of years, the nine ancient Daomen, including the Taihua Temple, have shed their blood for this. Recalling the secret realm that he teleported to when he subdued the White Bone Tianzun, those majestic statues, and those Taihua Masters of the past dynasties, all fought bloodily with the immortals and demons, and went forward one after another. For the sake of these eight words: drive out the alien race and restore my glory!

Lin Le's blood was boiling.

Behind him, the light snow and frost immersed in it and the soldiers of the Daybreak Camp were all surprised. Yes, these mural carvings are full of traces of old age, and their antiquity speaks for themselves. And these ancient mural carvings quietly show a magnificent history, and they are also the sad songs of the human race and the Taoist race from strong prosperity to decline and even enslavement!

There were more than 100 carved murals, and it took a day for a group of people to look at them carefully. But in the process, no one made a sound, and everyone held their breath and endured the shock in their hearts. Until they saw the last eight words, everyone knew in their hearts that they had seen something amazing.

Qingshuang asked incredulously, "Lin Gongzi, is this, what this carving says true?"

Qingxue pursed her lips, also longing for Lin Le's answer.

The soldiers of the Daybreak Camp scrambled to ask, "Lord Camp Master, is it true?"

"Lord Camp Master, is this the truth of the Dao Clan, why is the history we know completely different from this?"

"Lord Camp, are the Immortals and Demons really ungrateful traitors?"

Shocked, suspicious, and incredulous, many of the Daybreak Camp soldiers couldn't accept it for a while, they hoped that someone would tell them that it was fake, and that it was just a trick of the Dao clan to deceive themselves. But they vaguely felt that it was true, because time could not be faked, and the carved frescoes were so old that they even surpassed their known history.

Lin Le looked at his subordinates and said calmly, "I don't know. ”

"I don't know if it's true or not. But what these carved murals tell is another version of the history of the Shenzhou Continent, and I can't judge who is true and who is fake, and I don't want to interfere with your judgment. But since you have seen it, remember what you have seen today, and keep your mouth shut, for if you say what you see today, you will surely be regarded as a heretic, and you will be dead or alive. Keep an eye on it, live well, and then go to see the immortals and demons. I believe that if the immortals and demons are really traitors, they will show their tails sooner or later. If these are just the internal histories of the Dao clan, and they deceive themselves into their inheritance, then the Dao clan ......"

"Fart, this is history, this is the truth. You are stupid bastards, enslaved by the fairy and demon clans without knowing it. Before Lin Le's words fell, a voice interrupted Lin Le's words angrily, and roared hoarsely, he was full of anger, and his eyes were full of sympathy for looking at fools.

It's the style of exhibition.

Zhan Feng continued to roar, "You broke into the most sacred inheritance altar of the Dao clan, you fools, you think that what you see is not the truth, then, I will let you see the truth!"

Zhan Feng drilled into the stairs to the right of the last carved mural, and the soldier in charge of guarding Zhan Feng's Daybreak Camp mistakenly thought that he was going to escape, and chased after him first, and roared in his mouth, "Don't run, stinky boy, if you run again, you will die!"

Immediately, the Daybreak Battalion soldier was heard gasping.

Everyone looked over and was stunned by the scene in front of them. Only Lin Le could barely keep his peace.

Behind the last carved mural is a vast and boundless hall, at the front of the hall, a hundred-foot-tall old man wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk of dust stands quietly, his eyebrows are detached and indifferent, his eyes are deep and wise, and his white beard is also full of sacredness.

As soon as everyone saw this old man, they unanimously decided in their hearts: Yes, this old man is the middle-aged Taoist in the carved mural.

On both sides of the hall, there are rows of small statues of different heights, the high ones are fifty zhang, and the low ones are only about twenty zhang, but everyone is wearing Taoist robes.

This scene is the same as the last time Lin Le saw it, except that the scale and statues here are smaller. Lin Le suddenly realized, this is indeed the inheritance place of the Dao clan, but he has obtained the Xuanhuang Qi in the hall of the secret realm, is there a similar inheritance here?

He quietly looked at the hundred-foot-tall old man, and muttered in a low voice, "Dao Ancestor." ”

Zhan Feng has already rushed to the bottom of the statue of Dao Ancestor, compared to the majesty of Dao Ancestor, Zhan Feng at this time is as small as an ant. Under the statue of Daozu, there is a futon, Zhanfeng kneels on the futon, and bows reverently. After nine rings, two rainbow lights suddenly shot out from Dao Ancestor's eyes, and the rainbow light converged in the void, and a magnificent picture unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.

One of the Daybreak Camp soldiers shouted, "It's a projection stone, unlike the audio-visual stone in the gladiatorial arena, the projection stone can only transmit images and no sound. ”

The picture is in the starry void, and the old man in the Taoist robe holding the dust stands out of thin air, and opposite him are countless monsters. These monsters were huge, ugly, thick-skinned, and mantis-like legs, and they swept by in swarms, and the stars exploded behind them.

As soon as the picture turned, behind the dusty old man, there was a vast team of Taoist robes, among which the seven Taoist people standing on both sides behind the old man in Taoist robes were the most outstanding. Lin Le had seen the statue of Sirius-kun when he first entered the poisonous mist abyss, and at this time, Sirius-kun was one of the seven Daoists.

Then the identities of these seven Taoists are also about to come out, they are the seven star monarchs of the Big Dipper.

Lin Le even thought, "Isn't it really an accident that I crossed this time, the Big Dipper Seven Stars on the earth really existed here." ”

With a wave of his hand, the dusty old man took the lead in killing the monsters, and the army of Taoist robes behind him swarmed up. This is a tragic battle, these Daoist powerhouses who can travel in space are only stronger than a single monster, and the number of monsters is huge, with a wave of the leg knife, it can even cut through the void, and the attacks of many Daoist powerhouses hit the monsters, and they can only barely pierce the hard scale armor and cannot cause greater damage.

Soon, the Daoists condensed into one formation after another, relying on the power of the formation to bombard and kill monsters, and the seven Star Monarchs even joined forces to set up a super array, summoning countless star attacks to smash the monster group to pieces. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man in the Taoist robe flew all over his body, his beard fluttered, and the dust in his hand circled the void, and he saw a deep dark hole appear in space.

Lin Le was shocked, what an amazing power this was, it could actually summon stars and create black holes.

The black hole produces a huge amount of suction, and most of the monsters are strangled by the black hole. The remaining monsters fled into the distance, and the old man in the robe did not order the pursuit, because the team of the robe behind him was already scattered. In the short battle, more than half of the dead and wounded have been killed.

The rainbow light in the eyes of the Daozu statue disappeared, and the picture came to an abrupt end, but the impact of the short picture on the people present was unimaginable.

"God, this is the picture of the middle-aged Taoist priest leading the crowd to resist the starry sky giant beast in the carved mural, is that actually happening?"

"The projection stone can only record the picture, is it true that what is recorded in the mural? ”

"In this way, the immortals and demons are really traitors!" a voice said firmly.

"Not necessarily, a picture of resisting the giant beast in the starry sky alone is not enough to prove the complete authenticity of the carved mural, at most it can only prove that the corresponding carved mural is real. The other voice remained skeptical.

The eyes of a fifty-foot statue in the first row on the left suddenly lit up, and another picture appeared in the void.

This picture is still in the middle of the battlefield, but the battlefield is not in the starry sky, but in the Shenzhou Continent. The two sides of the battle are the Dao and the Demons, and unfortunately, the leader of this battle was killed by the Demons, and the Dao team was defeated.

More than a dozen statues in a row, one picture ends, and another unfolds.

At first, it was just the picture of the projection stone, and I only saw its shadow and did not hear its sound. Occasionally, there is a picture of the audio-visual stone in the back, and you can clearly hear the dialogue in it, and hear the tragedy of the battle.

In the battle, the Dao people can still maintain victory and defeat at the beginning, but in the back, the immortal clan joins, and the immortal and demon clans join forces to attack the Dao clan. The Dao Clan's solo attacks and toughness seem to be stronger, but they are often difficult to turn the tide. Gradually, every picture ended in failure, and in every battle, you can see Taoists who bravely kill the enemy and splash blood.

The Daoists died one by one, but the power of the immortals and demons became stronger and stronger. Finally, the sect of the Taoist people was attacked and destroyed, and the remaining Taoist people were scattered and hunted down.

The last picture disappeared, and Zhan Feng knelt in front of the statue of Dao Ancestor, unable to prostrate himself.

Needles could be heard in the hall, and the sound of rapid breathing was heard one after another, as if the anger in the chest was about to explode. No one spoke, everyone quietly digested everything they saw and heard.

"Kids. An old voice suddenly echoed in the hall, and everyone's eyes lit up, this voice, could it be Dao Ancestor?

The voice was full of desolation, but full of power, he seemed to be calm but seemed to be shouting, full of humiliation and unwillingness to fail, as if he was entrusting, entrusting the heavy responsibility to the "child" and entrusting it to the juniors.

"Child, we have failed, our blood has been drained, but the inheritance of the Taoist is still there, the blood of the Taoist is still there, we will eventually drive out the alien race and restore my glory!

"Ahh

"Boom!" Zhan Feng's head slammed on the hard stone slab again, and his forehead was bloody.

"The descendants of Huang Da Dan swear here, even if his body is broken and his soul is scattered, he will drive out the alien race and restore my glory!" Among the soldiers of the Dawn Battalion, a yellow-bearded man opened his eyes angrily, and he knelt on the ground abruptly, sonic shock, kneeling on the ground, and swearing loudly!

"Unscrupulous descendant Luo Zhenyang......"

"Hou Bang ...... of the descendants of the unscrupulous"

One figure after another knelt down one after another, and their oaths were the most beautiful spell sounds, echoing in the hall, leaving a mark on their chests that would never be erased for a lifetime!

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