"Because we are gods condensed by the power of faith, and we condense the faith of human beings, we can't make a move on human beings, even if Liangzhou City is destroyed, we can't do anything."

After listening to the explanations of the land lord and the land wife, Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his chest was filled with an unswallowable anger.

This is the truth, but he knows that the land lord and the land woman are not real gods, but some kind of divine power condensed by the belief of the human race.

"There's not much time left for you, they'll break through the big formation soon." The land lord said anxiously to Ding Xiaoyi, and Ding Xiaoyi also heard a roar coming into his ears.

He felt that Liangzhou City was shaking like a mountain, as if the entire city was shaking violently, and he stared at it and nodded.

"We'll teleport the last bit of divine power into that space, and it's up to you." A mysterious glow of power shone around the two old men.

And the light became more and more vigorous, and the light lingered around Ding Xiaoyi's body, enveloping Ding Xiaoyi.

And Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his whole body was inexplicably light, he felt a powerful force enveloping him, and then his body rolled uncontrollably towards the cracked space somewhere in the temple.

The dazzling light flashed away, and Ding Xiaoyi's body disappeared into the land temple, but the two old figures were extremely sluggish.

"Old man, do you think it's him?" The land woman asked the land lord beside her in prostration, but the land lord was slightly stunned.

"It's hard to say, they all say that he was reincarnated and reborn, but no trace of him has been found in the past 10,000 years, and he may not be really dead. I just hope we didn't do anything wrong this time, and I hope he can succeed, right? The land chief said.

"But I obviously felt that his heart was his, and the shoes he was wearing under his feet should also be his." The land woman muttered.

"This may be a coincidence, or maybe he himself is not necessarily, there is a providence in the dark, if it is really the reincarnation of his life, then I hope he can succeed." The voice of the land lord is getting weaker and weaker.

The two old figures began to dim incomparably, and finally their figures disappeared, turning into two rays of light and disappearing into the two clay statues.

With a "click", the two clay statues suddenly cracked, cracking like a spider's web, and then with a "bang", the two clay sculptures exploded open, turning into a pile of mud chips scattered in the land temple.

Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his figure was swept away by a powerful mysterious force towards the cracked space somewhere in the Land Temple, and he felt a whirlwind of dizziness coming.

After a few breaths, the whirlwind dizziness disappeared, and his body "thudded" and fell to the hard ground.

Seeing a dark light rushing around, he found himself in a ruined temple, which had already been dilapidated.

The eaves on the roof had already fallen off, revealing the endless starry sky, and there was silence all around, this was a ruined temple in a different dimension.

Ding Xiaoyi sent out that there was nothing else except this broken temple, as if this broken temple was hanging in the night sky, could this be an unknown place.

He looked around, this was a secluded night sky, and this ruined temple was in this night dome, hanging lonely in this night sky.

Ding Xiaoyi saw that the starlight around the broken temple was flickering, and the four walls of the broken temple were full of holes, and he could clearly see the night outside the broken temple.

His feet were on the hard bluestone, which was extremely dry. There are four long swords around the corner of the ruined temple.

After seeing the four rusty long swords, Ding Xiaoyi had an urge to take off the long swords, but he still gave up.

With a "boom", the broken temple sent out a violent vibration, and Ding Xiaoyi's heart couldn't help but tighten, it should be that the big array outside the broken temple was attacked.

"Whew", and then from this ruined temple came a desolate aura that made his heart palpitate, and this breath contained supreme demonic intent.

It was the breath of a peerless demon ancestor, Ding Xiaoyi looked at it and found that there was a coffin in the center of the ruined temple, which was made of rough stones.

There were some strange runes carved on the outside of the sarcophagus, and the billowing demonic energy emanated from the sarcophagus. Ding Xiaoyi looked at the sarcophagus, and he knew that the peerless demon ancestor was in the stone official.

A sarcophagus and four rusty long swords trapped this peerless demon ancestor, how amazing the Terran Emperor was tens of thousands of years ago.

"Hmph", just as Ding Xiaoyi was thinking, a cold snort came from the sarcophagus, and that cold snort hit Ding Xiaoyi's chest like thunder.

The rolling demonic qi surged towards Ding Xiaoyi, making Ding Xiaoyi's face pale, and the rolling demonic qi was full of supreme demonic intent, making people unable to resist.

"Little baby, come here", a childish voice came from the sarcophagus, the voice was like a milky child.

But Ding Xiaoyi didn't dare to despise the owner of the voice, he was a peerless demon ancestor, the peerless demon ancestor who called the wind and rain that crowned the heavens and the earth.

"Who are you?" Ding Xiaoyi asked, he was also thinking about the land lord and the land wife telling him to get something, but he didn't find that thing.

"Just come here", the immature voice sounded again, and Ding Xiaoyi knew that the demon ancestor in the sarcophagus couldn't hurt himself for the time being.

He came to the sarcophagus, and the runes around the sarcophagus emitted a faint light, and the light seemed to have a special mysterious power, isolating the demons in the sarcophagus.

Rao is like this, Ding Xiaoyi also felt a burst of pressure crushing towards him, making his body feel extremely heavy.

Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his steps were very heavy, he slowly came to the sarcophagus step by step, and he reached out to touch the sarcophagus.

With a "hum", the runes outside the sarcophagus emitted a layer of faint light, but what puzzled Ding Xiaoyi was that the light from the runes outside the sarcophagus did not exclude him.

The power of the runes didn't hurt him either, and the cold like ice surged towards his palm everywhere he touched, and he also felt a desolate demonic aura roaring inside the sarcophagus.

"Help the deity open the sarcophagus", the voice in the sarcophagus carried a unique magic, lingering in Ding Xiaoyi's ears. Ding Xiaoyi's mind became blurred at that moment, and he pressed his hand on the lid of the coffin.

"Buzz ......", the sarcophagus was flooded with a faint light, and the light surged towards Ding Xiaoyi's body, but Ding Xiaoyi was excited.

He came to his senses, he looked at the sarcophagus, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back, he didn't expect that his mind was actually controlled by the demon ancestor in the sarcophagus.

"Open the sarcophagus and let the deity out, and then you will have what you want." The magical voice sounded in Ding Xiaoyi's ears again.

"Who the hell are you?" Ding Xiaoyi asked in a condensed voice, "I am the Demon Ancestor, the ancestor of the Demon Clan." The voice in the sarcophagus sounded, but Ding Xiaoyi didn't think that the Demon Ancestor in the sarcophagus actually admitted his identity.

What the hell is it, and there is only one chance, do you really have to open the sarcophagus to know, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but think in his heart.

With a "boom", the broken temple once again vibrated violently, and the broken temple swayed violently, and the walls around the broken temple began to crack.

Seeing the cracked earthen wall, Ding Xiaoyi's heart tightened, Tian Khan and others from the Northern Demon Kingdom should have broken through this big array, and their figures had already rushed to this space.

With a "bang", Ding Xiaoyi felt a sound of energy colliding outside the broken temple, and then he felt several powerful breaths coming towards the broken temple.

Before Ding Xiaoyi could react, a silver figure swept into the ruined temple like the wind, it was Ouyang Zhilong of the Fengbo Pavilion.

"Huh, ......", several more sounds of breaking the air came, and a figure with a supreme domineering aura entered strongly, and several shamans with mysterious light around them also stepped through the ruined temple.

Ding Xiaoyi's face turned pale, but he didn't expect their speed to be so fast, and they had already arrived before he could find the artifact.