Beidou Zhongzhou, there was once a feather god dynasty, the peak of prosperity, ruling most of the territory of Zhongzhou, the order to go, dare not obey.

The territory of the Feather God Dynasty is boundless, and its most important ancestral temple is located in the heart of the dragon vein of the Zhongzhou axis, occupying the creation of heaven and earth, and taking away the mysteries, which is a secret place against the sky.

However, more than 20 years ago, the oldest dragon vein in Zhongzhou was broken by life, and the dragon qi was dissipated, and it was reborn into several ancestral dragons in other places.

Since then, this Broken Dragon Heart has instantly turned from the former Supreme Pure Land to a place of death, and has become one of the most ominous areas, almost lifeless.

It was the heart of Zhongzhou, but now there is no grass, a dim, perennial ribbon of black fog, I don't know what the light is.

"Brother, brother......"

Above the lightning phoenix bird, the little girl nested in Yan Kuan's arms suddenly unconsciously whispered, and her delicate little face was full of tears.

"Nan, my brother is here."

Yan Kuan hugged the little girl and comforted her softly, he knew that it was probably this place that had some influence on the girl, which was the empress's sadness.

Xiao Nan Nan woke up from her sleep, and it took a long time to ease her emotions, and her little face leaned on Yan Kuan's arms, "Brother, Nan Nan seems to have remembered some things a long time ago." ”

Yan Kuan didn't ask much, just patted the girl's vest, "Brother knows that Nan Nan didn't have a good life before, and if he is happy in the future, it will be fine." ”

While they were talking, the Lightning Phoenix Bird had already arrived at the heart of the ancestral vein of Zhongzhou. Broken mountains can be seen in front of you, which are formed by the impact of the aftermath of the great mana.

"This supreme ancestral dragon vein, but unfortunately it was destroyed by a group of greedy people."

Yan Kuan and the two girls looked at the mountains in the distance, overlooking the supreme Zhongzhou ancestral vein, it was like a plateau, looking down from the endless sky, an extremely huge silhouette could be faintly seen.

"Brother, this seems to be, a palm."

Xiao Tingting's cultivation is not weak, she looked at the outline of the huge pit in her mind, and made an amazing discovery.

"Well, the Feather God Dynasty was once prosperous, but he was too greedy and sacrificed a thing with the blood of a living person, and finally caused a catastrophe, and he was to blame."

Yan Kuan looked down at the earth and sighed for this No. 1 dragon vein in Zhongzhou, but he didn't feel that the Feather God Dynasty was innocent, and those people deserved it.

They collected so many special physiques, divine blood, demon blood, and holy blood...... Originally, it was cultivated well, and when other people's cultivation was high, it was just a trivial matter to put some blood, but it was to sacrifice so many special physiques to live sacrifices, this is not a hole in the brain.

"Boom ......"

The lightning phoenix bird flew over the dim sky, gradually penetrating into the more central area, which was a barren land, still dim, surrounded by bands of black mist, like the underworld.

Chaos appeared in Yan Kuan's palm, and the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar was protected by the Phoenix Bird by his sacrifice, and at the same time, his eyes flickered with flames, constantly looking for a certain entrance, and after a while, he sacrificed the imperial soldiers to blast away the corner of the black fog and rushed into a special area.

The golden lightning broke through the darkness, and the lightning bird came to the sky above an ancient temple. This is the ancestral temple of the Zhongzhou Yuhua God Dynasty, there is a kind of precipitation and circulation of years, I don't know how many thousands of years have existed, and it has not yet decayed.

There is a gray mist behind the ancestral temple, which envelops all the scenery, and there is no obvious sky, and it is strange.

Before the lightning phoenix bird landed in the ancestral temple of Zhongzhou, Yan Kuan included it in the small world of special magic weapons, and then took out the human ghost lamp and handed it to Xiao Tingting, who was holding Xiao Nan in one hand and the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar in the other.

"Brother, there's something."

They entered the ancient Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple, and the ghost lamp in Xiao Tingting's hand suddenly burst into flames, forcing out the evil things above her head, and she hurriedly reminded Yan Kuan to be careful.

There was an incomparably terrifying aura above their heads, and on the high walls of the courtyard, and under the dark eaves, hung one corpse after another, with their heads scattered, and all of them opened their eyes at this time, and they all fell from their heads and feet.

"Ah......h

The blue fire rose and spread, and the terrible screams resounded through this courtyard, emitting a burst of scorched lake smell. The things hanging upside down on the eaves hurriedly dodged, stretched out their demon-like wings and rushed into the air, circling and screaming with flames, incomparably penetrating.

"Let's go."

Yan Kuan glanced at the group of yin and evil creatures that had almost become charcoal, and then took the two girls to continue to explore, there were many doors in the ancestral temple, and most of the small world courtyards inside were connected, and they soon came to the fifth courtyard in the depths of the temple.

There was a bright and bright front, and there were some ancient stone carvings in the temple that glowed on their own. These stone carvings faintly exude the atmosphere of the avenue, attracting people to immerse themselves involuntarily.

"Don't look, there's something weird about these things."

Yan Kuan leaned over to cover Xiao Tingting's eyes, and then the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar shook out a ray of black light, devouring all the spiritual rhyme in the luminous stone carving in front of him, and completely scrapping it.

Just after these stone carvings cracked and broke, a stone figure enshrined in the center of the main hall gradually collapsed. This stone figure was no more than half a foot high, sitting cross-legged, like a Buddha, and like an old peasant, very rough, difficult to discern its true face.

"Feather Emperor, it's a pity, it's an unlucky bastard."

Yan Kuan looked at the stone man and muttered to himself, and then took Xiao Tingting and Xiao Nannan to break into several palaces in a row, and he destroyed the stone carvings and stone figures on each floor.

The eleventh floor of the temple gives people a very different feeling, this is a real temple small world, and it is boundless from this floor. From the outside, you can't see a single temple, but when you come in, you find that this ancient place seems to have no end, and there are a pair of eyes flashing in the darkness.

In the dark secret world, there are ancient trees, mountains, and grass, but there is no sunlight, and I don't know how they grow.

Yan Kuan and the others saw several huge fierce beasts, covered with scales, like unicorns, and like gods, strange appearances, very hideous. These are the descendants of the temple beasts, and there are even a few king beasts among them.

"Yes, very rare bloodline."

In the darkness, the fishy wind was blowing, the beasts were running wildly, and there were thunderous beast roars from the depths of the temple world. Yan Kuan flew out, and with a gesture, he took a few beast kings comparable to the king of the slashing path, and then they quickly passed through this realm.

They continued to walk on the thirteenth floor of the temple in a row, which was no longer dark, but was filled with light, a sacred peace, as if they had come to a world of light.

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There was a huge stone statue in front of him, hundreds of feet high, emitting a soft light, and dozens of runes were engraved on it, each of which could resonate with the Dao.

Dozens of symbols, each of which is extremely complex, is composed of hundreds or thousands of stripes linked together, which can directly resonate with the Tao between heaven and earth, and is mysterious.

Yan Kuan flew up and took out something from the slightly open mouth of this stone statue, and the light was thin, and all kinds of colorful glow were sprinkled, and the people who were bright couldn't open their eyes. This is a treasure chest, one foot square, made of five-colored iron, and it is a holy material of the same level as the nine divine jades.

"Exorcism. Also, the god-killing insects. ”

Yan Kuan did not open the treasure chest, but covered it with layers of seals with both hands seals. Because he knows the danger of things here, this is a special god-killing insect nest, the god insect contained in it is of infinite value, and with the exorcism charm engraved on the stone statue, it can be sacrificed and tamed to tame the god-killing insect.

There are a total of thirty-six floors in the ancestral temple hall of the Feather God Dynasty, and the danger level of the first thirty floors is not so terrifying, and the real danger is in the last six layers. Yan Kuo led Xiao Tingting and Xiao Nannan all the way, and took away many artifacts and holy materials, which can be said to be full of harvest.

Yan Kuan held the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar and blasted open the door of the ancestral temple on the thirty-first floor, there was darkness in front of him, there was the sound of rain, in the night rain, there were figures of Mohu walking around, and several teams of soldiers wearing ancient armor and stomach were patrolling with black iron ge, war spears, etc.

In the dark and rainy night, blood-colored lightning slashed through the air from time to time, and on the ground, teams of soldiers wearing ancient armor walked through the muddy road, and the black iron and war sword in their hands had a kind of demonic nature.

When the lightning flashed by, the light shone on those armor stomachs and weapons, and the special lines on the cold battle suits were even faintly visible.

The ancient battle suit of the Feather God Dynasty is called the Heavenly Soldier Armor Stomach, a very magnificent name, and it also shows the spirit of the Feather God Dynasty at that time, wanting to dominate the heavens and the earth and establish an immortal divine court.

"Feathering into immortals, just dreaming."

Yan Kuan strode forward, swept all the way forward, broke the two ancestral temples one after another, killed countless so-called heavenly soldiers and generals, and finally came to the thirty-third layer of the ancestral temple.

As soon as they entered the small world of the temple on the thirty-third floor, they saw a stone tablet with several ancient characters engraved on it: Thirty-three Layers of Heaven.

It was not dark here, the ancient buildings in the distance emitted a soft light, and the two girls came to this final hall.

In front of the magnificent temple there is an altar carved with blood grooves, and the style is ancient, and I don't know how many years it has existed.

This is a mysterious place of sacrifice, where blood was poured on the altar and blood flowed down the blood trough, forming a line of blood. There are other things at the top of the altar that are shining with the most brilliant light, and it is from them that this temple shines brightly, peaceful and holy.

"Don't look at it."

When Xiao Nannan came here, she couldn't help but feel sad, Yan Kuan covered her eyes, and a black light shot out, sweeping away everything about the blood sacrifice, and then he took the piece of divine material on the altar in his hand.

The bright green fetish is like a dream, and there is a kind of life flowing, crystal clear, many times more beautiful than the most perfect chalcedony in the world.

It flows with an extraordinary aura, as if it does not belong to this earthly world, it is a divine object at first glance, it is full of life, and there are teardrops hanging on its surface.

A fist-sized piece of fairy tears green gold, flawless, bright green and fresh, like being able to breathe, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, the whole body is full of tear stains, like fairy tears.

It was sealed in a divine source, not exposed to the air, as if it was going to be separated from the mortal world, more than 200,000 years have passed, it has not changed at all, and the years cannot be invaded. This is the Emperor's exclusive holy relic, although it is not very large, but if the refining army is enough, it can be called priceless.

Five clusters of brilliance shone in the air, in addition to the fairy tears green gold that was first put away by Yan Kuan, there were also four round stone balls, which were only the size of fists, but there was a terrifying existence sealed inside, the god-killing insect of the bloodline atavism, comparable to a half-saint.

Yan Kuan didn't dare to be careless in the face of them, and the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar swallowed the black light and sealed the four stone balls in it, and then carefully put them away.

After the ancient altar was destroyed and the smoke and dust cleared, a blood pit appeared in Yan Kuan's sight, the stone wall was black and red, and the bursts of evil aura filled the air, which made people shiver involuntarily.

There is also a stone palace under this altar, but it is more than one meter high, like a temple built for dwarves, it is a miraculous workmanship, if it is magnified thousands of times, it is definitely a towering immortal heavenly palace.

Yan Kuan kicked open the stone palace, and a magnificent golden light suddenly rushed up. In the one-meter-high stone hall, there are two creatures that are more than a meter long, coiled like dragons, and they sleep with their necks crossed, guarding a mysterious stone box together.

The two god-killing insects were coiled, glowing all over their bodies, as domineering as a real dragon, and their bodies were vigorous and powerful, which made people awe-inspiring. There are two holes in the divine source that sealed them, I don't know what age it is, they must have come out, although they got into it later, but they finally broke the seal.

Yan Kuan broke open the divine source block and took out the two god-killing insects, they were dead but not bad, although the essence was almost dispersed, but there were still wisps of saint coercion.

If it weren't for the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar here, the two divine insects would be able to crush the temple the moment they separated from the source block, and ordinary people would not have been able to approach it at all.

Yan Kuan put away the relics of the two divine insects, which is a rare divine material, which can be used as an incarnation outside the body, which can not only be sacrificed to the holy soldiers, but also used as an incarnation outside the body.

"Nine-fold coffin of the gods."

Yan Kuan didn't move the stone box, but just approached to observe. Because he knows the origin of this thing, and if he provokes it, it will produce cause and effect.

This coffin, which is only four fingers wide and less than the length of a palm, has a very small mark on it. However, careful identification can show that there are sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, insects, etc., all of which are very ancient and have existed since ancient times.

The most mysterious thing is that in the nicks between the sun, moon and stars, there are some extremely elaborate small runes, which have almost been smoothed out by the years.

He silently observed for a moment and bowed down, and then entered the small world of the temple on the thirty-fourth floor, and as soon as he entered, he heard the chirping of ghosts, as if the mountains were full of ghosts, and the dense ghosts made people's scalps tingle.

There are dark shadows everywhere, wild corpses everywhere, like grass and trees, standing every inch of the land. The black ghost hands were dancing, as endless as a field of weeds, and the eerie cold made people shiver all over the body, and they couldn't help but shiver.

There is a volcano-shaped mountain in front of it, surrounded by ribbons of demonic mist, and the mountain pass spews out black gas, and the ghosts cry and howl, and the evil corpses there are densely packed and crawling outward.

Ancient corpse after corpse, ghost after ghost, with dry bodies, skin and bones, hollow eyes, black bodies, nails as long as iron hooks, extremely fierce.