"What do you mean now?"

Jiang Qian and the White Snake Holy Mother stared at each other. The distance is densely blocked by the cascading vertical fences.

At this time, it was not only Jiang Qian who was surprised, but also Ayiguli, Sha Jin and Elegy, who witnessed the whole process of the dispute between the princes under the altar.

Before a few people could continue to speak, Our Lady of the White Snake gave a straightforward answer:

"Naturally, the power of the Ancestral God is sealed."

"The ancestral god of the sacred mountain is dead." Jiang Qian reminded.

He also held the fancy-shaped forbidden water gun in his hand that was used to kill the ancestral god.

However, the expression of the White Snake Holy Mother was firm and peaceful, and her gaze slowly swept over Jiang Qian's huge heart, which had been deactivated after Jiang Qian, and said the key basis:

"If the ancestral god has fallen, then the power left by the ancestral god in this world will also collapse due to the loss of the source, and those of us who have died and come back and forth due to the power of the ancestral god will eventually come to naught."

As she spoke, she turned sideways and looked at the three people under the altar:

"Elegy, Ayiguli, Shajin...... Not even me, will live to stand here. ”

Hearing this, the elegy and Sha Jin under the stage couldn't help but show surprised expressions, stunned on the spot! Ayiguli, on the other hand, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and her expression implied sadness.

Jiang Qian, who was on the altar and inside the blockade, was silent.

At this moment, the scene of the mural that he had just read not long ago came to his mind: the dying people, summoned and empowered, gathered on the sacred mountain......

Is it "near-death"? Or is he dead.

He remembered the moment of the outbreak in Ayiguli's encounter, the scene of Sha Jin's head breaking blood and "coming back from the dead".

Except for the fact that the experience of the elegy being slaughtered was something he had only heard described and had never seen with his own eyes, based on the circumstances of the first two alone, they did have a very good chance of being a lonely soul pulled back from the ghost gate.

As for why the elegy "lies", it is very likely that it is a major traumatic cause of forgetting, which is no longer important.

Therefore, the correct interpretation of the first group of murals is: the dead people, borrowing the power of the ancestral gods, are restored to life and gather on the sacred mountain...... With the clarity of his thoughts, Jiang Qian sighed lightly.

While marveling at the power of the ancestral god involved life and death in the world, he looked at the White Snake Mother again:

"The ancestral god is not dead, is there any inevitable connection with you sealing me?"

The phoenix eyes of the White Snake Holy Mother flowed, and a subtle surprise flashed in the gaze cast at Jiang Qian.

At a time when survival is at stake, it is rare to be able to maintain a stable mood and bearing like this, quickly identify contradictions and focus on key people with extreme calmness.

However, the facts are compelling.

The Holy Mother of the White Snake raised her white jade wrist and pointed at Jiang Qian's feet.

I saw that the dark red veins that were connected to the huge heart were slowly and secretly squirming and gathering towards Jiang Qian's side! Like larvae that return to their mothers one by one.

The truth is on the horizon.

"The power of the ancestral gods is known for 'resurrection from the dead and the sojourn of the soul'. You've been infected, don't use the dragon. ”

The expression of the White Snake Mother turned to regret, but in the regret, there was a hint of expectation, and she said step by step:

"As far as I know, except for those two ancestors who fell into the Divine War, no one has been able to control the will of the Ancestral God. For the sake of now, the only way to seal you here is to seal you in such a coercive way. ”

"It may not be fair to you, but I don't have a better choice. Once the power of the ancestral gods is allowed to run rampant in this world, the world order in which we exist will be shaken, and it will be a consequence that you and I cannot bear......"

As the words fell, the veins and roots that touched Jiang Qian's ankle suddenly festered and quickly spread to the beginning!

The Holy Mother of the White Snake retreated an inch unconsciously and vigilantly, and stared at Jiang Qian with a firm tone:

"This domed palace is set up to seal the extraterrestrial ability, as long as I personally restart the seal, even if you have the ability, it will be impossible for you to take half a step out of the divine platform!"

Jiang Qian on the god platform hung his head gloomily.

The three of Ayiguli in the audience held their breath, and the temperament that Jiang Qian's body was exuding at this time was chilling.

……

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Qian had already appeared on the corridor of consciousness space.

At this critical juncture, we are resolutely moving forward......

Some of the original estimates were overturned.

It seems that the Holy Mother of the Sacred Mountain's need for the prince to melt the card does not lie in the control of power, on the contrary, she is in awe of the power of the ancestral god.

No matter what the truth of the dispute between the princes is, the attitude of the Holy Mother of the White Snake is already very clear: seal the power of the ancestral god at all costs! Including those who are suspected of being infected by this force.

However, in what way did the power and consciousness of the ancestral gods permeate?

Jiang Qian had just opened his spiritual vision and compatible power to the extreme, and looked inward, but he did not find any abnormalities in his energy structure.

Is Our Lady wrong?

In fact, he has not actually been infected, and those stalking bloodlines and roots are just a means to attack the west?

At this moment, Jiang Qian's mind flashed the ancestral god's deathbed curse:

"I am an exile who does not belong here, and death is a relief for me...... But you, boy, you'll never be free! ”

- You will never be free......

These words, mixed with the arrogant laughter that belonged to the ancestral god alone, made Jiang Qian stop suddenly.

A lot of paradoxical images swirl in my mind:

The incarnation of black qi pounced on Jiang Qian's ancestral god several times, the difficult confrontation of his own strange energy source, the group of murals with implied metaphors, the spooky boy who was killed, and the blockbuster after the completion of the melting card......

Every scene is full of doubts, sometimes confusing, sometimes seeing the sun!

Jiang Qian's brain seemed to have crossed the self-protection mechanism, and automatically entered a state of overload and high-speed operation.

The wellspring of thought allowed him to catch a little light in the darkest moments.

At this time, Jiang Qian was already standing between the two giant cages of the Twin Beast Kings, with a four-card fusion version of the beetle snake in the cage on the left, and a red-scaled remnant dragon living on the right.

Although the two do not coexist in harmony, they cannot make any waves.

Seeing the arrival of the main body Jiang Qian, both sides naturally paid attention, which was considered to be a little thin.

"He said that he was persecuted, and then he was killed by me inexplicably...... It's like a discarded pawn. Until he died, he still regarded himself as the "flesh and soul of the Virgin's heart". ”

Jiang Qian stood in place, staring at the darkness at the end of the corridor, and sighed with a smile:

"I don't know whether to call him stupid, or to praise you for acting well?"

As he spoke, Jiang Qian turned sideways and turned to the left - the Snake Beast King who had fused the four cards was lying on his stomach with his eyes blazing at his master.

Saliva drips down its overly strong snout, showing the most rustic intentions.

But in Jiang Qian's view, these are just more exquisite performances.

The two sides confronted each other and remained silent.

"Well, since you have no intention of confessing, I'll stop there."

An almost grim smile appeared on Jiang Qian's face:

"Remember you saying that I will never be free? Thanks for the reminder...... I promise you'll never be freed from this cage again. ”

After that, turn around and go!

All the clues were combined in the most reasonable way, forming Jiang Qian's current inference: it was not him who was infected, but his beast king, the beetle snake!

When did it start?

Jiang Qian had reason to believe that from the moment the strange boy appeared to behave, the crisis of being infected by the ancestral god was approaching him.

It is clear that the boy is the most confident prince in this battle for the prince, and he has expressed on more than one occasion the preferential treatment he received from the Virgin as a prince.

The long-term attack in the process of fighting between the two sides also mostly relied on the props of the Virgin's characteristics:

The ice coffin that is enough to trap the peak beast king of the five states, the poison-avoiding pearl that can easily dissolve the strange living body, and the dragon scale armor with defensive power against the sky, more than one set......

The tricky boy is like the winner who has been determined, and he is the only one in the audience who is not slow and graceful, just like the prince who is about to inherit the throne is going through the motions.

As a result, at the critical moment, the supporter he believed in did not give him any support.

This "supporter", in addition to the ancestral god who has the ability to use the body of the Holy Mother to bewitch everyone, Jiang Qian really can't think of a second person.

Seduction, betrayal, adventure.

This is Jiang Qian's deepest impression of the ancestral god so far.

The rest of the matter can be imagined, when the fusion of cards is completely completed, the four-card version of the beast king beetle snake is born to dispel the black fog at the peak moment, it is a good time for the ancestral god to establish contact with it.

Looking back now, Jiang Qian will also feel that the progress at that time was too smooth.

That's why we later became wary of the "false virgin".

Of course, Jiang Qian hadn't completely figured it out because of some unknowable factor that the ancestral god had given up the original trickster and chose himself instead.

"Wait!"

The familiar voice and intonation made Jiang Qian stop walking, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He turned calmly and met the fierce and greedy eyes of the Snake Beast King!

The behemoth clung to the pillar, and the air flow of its breath stirred up the cloak that Jiang Qian was wearing from time to time.

Both sides looked at each other, and both saw "pride" and "madness" in each other's eyes.

"What a surprise to me!"

The ancestral god exclaimed in his characteristic arrogant tone with his usual low and vague emphasis:

"Hahaha, I thought I could deceive you, but I didn't expect to be recognized by you so quickly, it's a pity......"

His attitude is not at all like the decline of a conspiracy.

To be precise, since the moment He was exalted as "God," He has never bowed his head to any human being! Never!

"It's not just a pity, it's sad." Jiang Qian shrugged his shoulders in agreement.

"Pathetic, hehe, boy, do you mean I'm pathetic?"

"Wrong, sad for me."

Jiang Qian smiled and said frankly:

"After all, the beastmaster who finally tamed this flying beast king has to accept the fact that it can no longer be activated, which is sad and lamentable......"

The eyes of the beetle snake beast king have changed, to be precise, the eyes of the ancestral god have changed!

Then he sneered: "You won't be such an unreasonable person, don't use the hidden dragon." Think about what I can give you? Power beyond the rules of this world, unrestrained predatory power! What an opportunity for you! ”

"Possessing and harnessing the power I have given you, even if it is a reckless stream, is enough to dominate one side and become the overlord! What's more, it's you, a rare genius......"

The voice of the ancestral god was conveyed through the behemoth body of the beetle snake, and it echoed repeatedly in Jiang Qian's empty and lonely consciousness space.

Jiang Qian finally raised his eyelids and looked at "Him" quite seriously again: "Even if you say so, we can't escape the seal of the Holy Mother of the Sacred Mountain, I don't want to sit on the Shentai for the rest of my life." ”

As he spoke, he yawned very badly and waved his hand towards the giant cage: "I'm sorry, I'd better think about how to persuade the Holy Mother to change her mind." ”

"Wait, you unproductive brat!"

Seeing that Jiang Qian was really leaving, the ancestral god simply released the key information:

"The seal has long been shaken, the four snakes were already in my bag before they fused, and with that little white snake, I want to completely seal you and me? Hehe, big joke! ”

Jiang Qian's expression was moved: The seal has been shaken?!