Jiang Dao looked at it and carefully looked at the entire god corpse, this god corpse was also surprisingly tall, with a shawl scattered, about three meters in size, wide hands and wide feet, motionless, standing in place, like an unstoppable god.

Soon, he discovers the anomaly.

I saw that the chest of the god corpse was bright before and after.

The heart inside is gone.

Inside the huge wound, there was not a trace of blood, and even other internal organs could be clearly seen.

All the internal organs are like gems, and they have not decayed after countless years, and they look like agate on the outside, and even the blood vessels are carved from jasper.

"How did this god corpse die?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"I don't know, it's too long ago, and no one can tell that history."

Monk Xuan Confession shook his head slightly, "But there is still handwriting at the feet of the god corpse." ”

Jiang Dao immediately looked around.

I saw a line of messy and scribbled ancient characters left on a bluestone slab.

All the handwriting is extremely old, unlike anything written today.

"What is this written about?"

"I can't decipher it, and we can't figure it out."

Monk Xuancheng sighed, "And this divine corpse is also extremely heavy, Zhou's body is difficult to hurt by swords, no matter what means are used, we can't hurt him at all, once we wanted to divide this divine corpse and conduct research, but all failed." ”

Jiang Dao was suddenly secretly surprised, and circled around the divine corpse.

Suddenly, he reached out with a huge palm and touched the corpse.

Monk Xuancheng's face changed slightly, and he just wanted to open his mouth to stop it, but he immediately stopped.

Soon, Jiang Dao's palm fell on the corpse of the god, and his heart was even more suspicious.

The surface of this god's corpse still felt a trace of warmth to the touch, as if it was not dead at all.

"This thing... Is this thing really dead? ”

He spoke.

Monk Xuan Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "We just saw this divine corpse before, and we had the same idea as Senior Jiang, but later we used various methods to try to awaken the divine corpse all failed, and we carefully probed, this divine corpse does not have any life fluctuations in its body..."

Jiang Dao was curious, subconsciously controlled his true qi, and slowly surged towards the body of the god corpse, and a trace of blazing yang true qi entered the god corpse silently.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Dao's face froze, and he clearly sensed that an extremely large and vast force was transmitted from the body of the divine corpse.

Compared with the other party's strength, his true qi is simply weak and pitiful.

If the opponent's strength is equivalent to the ocean, then his strength is not even a small lake, at best it is a puddle.

But soon, Jiang Dao's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm.

It's infuriating!

Is the true qi in the body of this divine corpse?

Not spiritual power!

It's not a yin force either!

How is this possible?

"Senior Jiang, you... Did you find anything? ”

Monk Xuan's face changed, and he couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Dao's heart was turbulent, setting off monstrous waves.

He remembered hearing the Night's Watch say that in distant times, mankind had a glorious history, but after a fierce battle, the human heritage was broken and the entire ancient history disappeared.

Could it be that this god corpse is a figure from the previous era?

At that time, all the human beings cultivated True Qi?

Jiang Dao lightly exhaled a breath of hot air, shook his head slightly, and said, "I didn't find it, take me to see other places." ”

He turned and walked off into the distance, his heart still raging.

Last time, the evil god caused trouble on the earth, and it snowed continuously for three consecutive months, and it is said that it was because God wanted to exterminate the night watch...

What exactly is this intention?

Could this divine corpse be related to Shangyi?

According to the night watchman, the ruin of the last era is related to the will...

For a while, all kinds of ideas kept popping up in his mind. Next, under the leadership of Xuan Cheng, Xuan Cheng and others, Jiang Dao roughly circled around this vast underground area.

The whole underground area is just too big.

It's vast, and it's almost the same as the real world.

In a short period of time, it is impossible for them to finish reading it at all.

Jiangdao and they only roughly circled around a hundred miles.

Half a day later, they returned the same way they came, leaving the huge crack in the ground and returning to the surface.

"Senior Jiang, the matter of the Divine Bow, please let us think about it for one night, and we will definitely give Senior Jiang an answer early tomorrow morning."

Monk Xuancheng clasped his hands together and opened his mouth towards Jiang Dao.

"Okay, there's Master Lao."

Jiang Dao also directly raised his palms and performed the Buddha salute.

"Log Daoist, we will also consider your conditions, and we will also give you an answer early tomorrow morning."

Monk Xuanzhi then looked at the Log Dao Chief, Prince Dayu and the others.

"It's okay!"

The log chief replied and spoke.

Monk Xuancheng and Monk Xuancheng immediately ordered people to lead Jiang Dao and them out separately.

Jiang Dao's body had already returned to its normal size, his face was calm, he didn't even look at the log Dao Chang, took a step, and walked into the distance.

The log road chief and Pang Tianling walked in the other direction.

"Senior brother, what is the origin of this Jiang Dao?"

Not long after they left, Monk Xuancheng had a solemn face and whispered.

"I don't know... However, the master sent by the Great Southwest Alliance this time... By him... Killed. ”

The monk said in a deep voice.

"Killed? Bai Junting's god-level fourth turn is also dead? ”

Monk Xuancheng was surprised.

"Yes, more importantly, I feel a hint of familiarity in this Jiang Dao!"

Monk Xuan Cheng stared closely at Jiang Dao's departing back and said, "The aura on his body is very similar to the demon who also broke into the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda that night. ”

"What? Could it be that the demon is him? ”

Monk Xuancheng was surprised again.

"Even if it's not him, it must have something to do with this person, maybe it's someone else behind him!"

Monk Xuan's tone was heavy, "Right now, if we want to keep the corpse of the god and the mystery within the Yin Division, we can only form an alliance with this person, otherwise the crowd will pour in, not only will we not be able to keep the corpse, but the mystery within the Yin Division will also be obtained by others, and even my Old Buddha Temple will be destroyed because of this!" ”

"That's right, I'll call the other senior brothers here and discuss it together!"

Monk Xuancheng nodded.

They are old Buddha temples, a total of nine Xuanzi monks.

In addition to the three who sit on the death pass all the year round, the remaining six are in charge, and three of these six have reached the god level five turns, so it can be said that any major matter in the Old Buddha Temple can only be decided by the six of them.

The two of them were distraught and left the place immediately.

The other direction.

Secluded compound.

As soon as the prince of Dayu came back, he grabbed the tea cup on the table and slammed it directly on the ground, his face was pale, and green tendons appeared, "I don't know what is the origin of this Jiangdao?" ”

"Back to the prince, his subordinates can't say clearly, this person's identity is a mystery, and his strength is a mystery!"

Pang Tianling smiled bitterly.

"Can't tell? If you can't say clearly, then kill him directly, Yin slave! ”

Prince Dayu's tone was cold, and he gave a gift box directly.

Brush!

Silently, a cloud of gloomy fog instantly appeared behind him, extremely abrupt.

As soon as it appeared, the temperature in the entire hall dropped rapidly.

The floor, the tea, the tables, chairs and benches were all covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

I saw that the fog dissipated, and there were nine zombie-like figures dressed in black, with pale faces and dull eyes, each tall and thin, wearing a white mortuary suit.