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At the moment when Su Chen's divine thought touched the sigil, the eyes of the central god statue suddenly opened.

Su Chen's heart was full of warnings, and the pure sunshine covered his body, and he was ready for a big battle.

However.

As the gaze of the god swept over, but it did not cause him any substantial damage, the light curtain manifested by Sanyang True Gong wrapped his figure, and then, the surrounding space seemed to be folding and distorting, and in the next moment, his divine soul was pulled into the illusory light and shadow.

"This is a dream inside the stone statue, and there is still a trace of divine soul thought left in this statue!"

Su Chen was slightly surprised in his heart.

He was already a strong god, and he cultivated the Great Dream Heart Sutra, so he was quite familiar with the methods related to this divine soul.

This should be the remnant soul left by a strong man in the past, probably used to inherit and record some information, but it is not as strong as the killing intent and danger imagined.

"Let's see what happens."

As I thought about it, the scenery in front of me had changed again.

Su Chen saw a barren and dilapidated continent, where demons were rampant, natural disasters were frequent, and countless creatures were struggling in the blood and fire disasters.

It wasn't until many years later that a monk dressed in golden robes arrived, and he chose a young man among the human beings and passed on the fire of the sun to him.

The boy was like a firefly in the darkness, lighting the torch of hope, so more and more fires converged from all directions, the fireflies turned into the sun, and thousands of human monks formed a powerful army, they overcame all obstacles and moved forward.

In this wild land, a stable shelter was opened, and all the demons were driven to the abyss under the valley of the fallen and sealed.

Immediately, they established a powerful kingdom, which was called Qian.

That is, the Qian Dynasty that later ruled the entire land of Jingzhou.

"Sun Radiance, it turns out that the establishment of this Qian Dynasty is under the support of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect. The barbaric place in the picture should be Jingzhou thousands of years ago, when it was still a treacherous place where demons were rampant, and the first golden-robed Taoist to appear was probably the descendant of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect after the defeat, and he tried to restore the glory of the sun through the establishment of the Qian Dynasty here, but in the end he failed. The Qian's Dynasty was glorious for thousands of years, but in the end it became the dust of history......"

After Su Chen finished looking at those flickering pictures, he suddenly realized in his heart.

No wonder, the remaining thoughts of the god statue did not directly attack him, thinking that it was because he had cultivated the Three Yang True Skills.

So, it regarded itself as the descendant of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect?

"I didn't expect that the Qian Dynasty was actually the continuation of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect. In this way, I really have a fate with this Pure Yang Immortal Sect, although I am not a disciple of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, but I have practiced so far, and I can be regarded as indirectly inheriting the core of this sect. ”

Come to think of it.

Su Chen raised his head and looked at the central statue, his expression becoming a little respectful.

He bowed slightly and bowed to the idol.

When he looked up again, the statue was full of light all over his body, and the golden light enveloped his whole body, which actually gave him a sense of closeness, as if he had been recognized by the other party.

The next moment.

The surrounding illusions have disappeared, Su Chen was surprised to find that he seemed to have entered the inside of the statue, the sigil of the inheritance of the Emperor Qian, at this time in his palm, swallowing the surging golden light, under the light of the sun, the golden dragon coiled, a powerful force, surging!

That is the dynastic luck contained in the Qiandi sigil.

Vast as the sea.

It was a powerful luck that Su Chen had never seen before.

This power, if it is absorbed in full, will definitely make his strength increase like never before.

But.

Now he is just a divine soul body, although he can use his divine thoughts to manifest and master most of the means he has learned, but he has no way to directly absorb the power of qi and luck in it, and he must find a way to bring this thing out of the abyss, and wait until he returns to the Great Departure Dynasty in order to be truly promoted.

"This is the Qiandi Sigil? The power of luck contained in it is really extraordinary, more than ten times stronger than the Chu State and the Dali Dynasty combined. Moreover, this thing also has supernatural powers, and it is also a powerful magic weapon, but only those who have cultivated the Pure Yang Immortal Sect can use it. In addition, although this statue is a dead thing, it has been contaminated with luck for many years, and it is already extraordinary, and it can be used to temporarily reside my divine soul, help me fight out of the abyss, and calm the turmoil here! ”

Su Chen nodded.

His current state was originally just a phantom of the Yuan Infant transformed by the divine soul, because he did not have a physical body as a foundation, his combat power was definitely not as good as the real Yuan Infant master, and the duration was limited, if he consumed too much in the battle, he would become weaker and weaker, and eventually be forced to dissipate or return.

Now that he has this statue as a temporary residence, many of his methods can be brought into play.

With the help of the Qiandi Talisman, as long as the preliminary sacrifice is mastered, Su Chen will have the confidence to suppress the Tongtian Dharma King and the demons here, and leave here alive with Zhou Yi.

"But maybe my enemies aren't just the demons here. So many masters of the good and evil factions gathered here just to fight for this Qiandi sigil, they won't let me take this thing away so easily, and when the time comes, it will inevitably be another fight. But let's fight, if I want to use the Qiandi sigil to unify the luck of the entire Jingzhou land, it will inevitably shake the interests of these sects, and this battle is estimated to be inevitable sooner or later. ”

Su Chen shook his head.

Then he didn't think much about it, but silently closed his eyes.

Thoughts flowed, and he began to familiarize himself with the body of this god statue.

Meanwhile.

In the abyss of the surging demons, as Su Chen controlled the Qiandi rune seal, the forbidden array that was originally continuing to collapse seemed to gradually stabilize a little.

With the help of the continuous suppression of the formation, many human monks entered it, tearing through the surging tide of demons, dozens of figures, and took the lead in entering the cave outside the core of the formation, led by a group of Yin Soul Hall masters wearing gray robes.

They were the first to know and discover the strangeness of this place, and they were also the first to tear the seal with the help of Qing Niang's hand, so they are more familiar with the situation under this abyss.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people of the Righteous Sect were now being restrained by the Tongtian Dharma King, the Yin Soul Hall rushed here as soon as possible.

Want to be one step ahead and collect the treasures in the core of the formation.

"No, the prohibition in this place seems to have been broken. Someone is one step ahead of us? ”

"Damn, we have tried our best, and the Qiandi sigil must not fall into the hands of others."

"Quick, rush into the formation, the Qiandi rune is very important, and it is impossible for ordinary people to collect it easily, hurry up, it's still too late!"

As everyone spoke, their bodies immediately turned into gray light, as if the Dao Yin Spirit was roaring up, and they were about to break into the stone gate in front of them.

But at this time.

In the passage in the distance, Zhou Yi, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, walked out with a sword.