Wuhun Hall, Offering Hall.

The worship hall is located at the top of the sacred mountain of the Wuhun Temple, where the mountain is steep, the heavy rocks are stacked, and there is a great potential to be the top of the mountain. Compared with the Pope's Palace, the Offering Hall is smaller, but here it enshrines the titles of all Title Douluo.

There is no ornate decoration in the worship hall, and the whole building here is made of quaint rocks, but if you look closely, you will find that on these quaint rocks, there is a very faint layer of golden light, and if you touch it with your hands, you will feel a strange energy swimming in the palm.

On the three high walls in the direction of the entrance of the worship hall, all of them are enshrined with square plaques of bright gold, each of which is about half a meter high and one foot wide, and has three or four large characters written on it. Each plaque here symbolizes the Title Douluo who received the title here after the completion of the worship hall.

In the center of the worship hall, there is a golden statue that is more than ten meters high, three pairs of white wings stretch out from behind, she holds a huge golden sword in her hand and points straight to the sky, the most peculiar thing is that around the golden sword, there seems to be a faint layer of white flames circling.

In the Hall of Elders of the Martial Spirit Hall, there is also a similar statue, but compared to this one, if there is any difference between the two, then it is the soul.

Although the statue in the Hall of Elders was also huge, it lacked a soul, and the huge statue in front of him itself gave people the feeling of being a supreme powerhouse, and the hundreds of titled golden plaques of Title Douluo around him were sleeping peacefully under the suppression of its breath.

In fact, the worship hall was not built by the Wuhun Palace, in the legend, the worship hall had appeared long before the appearance of the Wuhun Palace, and the earliest Wuhun Palace, that is, in the name of enshrined the title Douluo, gathered a large number of powerful soul masters who revered the Wuhun Palace, and was established with the mission of killing the evil soul masters in the world.

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars.

The sky gradually darkened, and Xiao Yan and Dugu Bo took advantage of the night to circle around the Pope's Hall for half a circle, and then gradually came to the Martial Spirit Hall Divine Mountain behind.

Standing under the Divine Mountain of the Martial Soul Palace, Xiao Yan looked at the extremely well-defended Divine Mountain of the Martial Soul Palace, and couldn't help but shake his head, just the strict defense of these three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, I don't know how much financial resources and manpower have been invested.

On the stairs of the Martial Spirit Hall Divine Mountain, every few meters, there are paladins patrolling and defending, and in some gaps behind him, with the help of the moonlight, Xiao Yan can still vaguely see that the sharp blade is flashing with the light of the cold.

The soul power roughly swept from the Martial Spirit Hall Divine Mountain, and Xiao Yan could clearly perceive that in the sky on this mountain, there were at least dozens of vision blockades without dead ends, and it was impossible to enter from the sky.

"Xiao Yan, why don't we go back, the defense here is too strict, and there is a Martial Spirit Hall enshrined here, the old man doesn't dare to sneak in quietly with you." His eyes swept over the Divine Mountain of the Martial Spirit Palace, Dugu Bo frowned slightly, and said with some concern: "If it is discovered, it will be troublesome." ”

"The defense is indeed a bit tight." Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded slightly, perhaps because of the finals of the Continent-wide Senior Elite Competition, the defense force on the Divine Mountain of the Martial Spirit Hall has increased several times recently.

Under this kind of almost airtight guard, it is really unrealistic to want a Titled Douluo God of Dugu Bo's level to sneak in unknowingly.

"Otherwise, if you stay here, I will sneak in quietly, if something really happens, I will use the fire as an order, and you will release poison to cover my escape." Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the guards on the Divine Mountain of the Martial Spirit Hall, and patted Dugu Bo's shoulder and said.

"Can you really do it alone?" Dugu Bo looked worried and frowned.

"It's okay, trust me." Xiao Yan raised his head and quietly waited for the guards on a path around the Martial Spirit Hall Divine Mountain to alternate.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the alternate cycle of guards, Xiao Yan stomped on his toes, the silver light flashed, and a low thunderclap sounded, and his figure turned into an afterimage, like lightning rushing to a big tree halfway up the mountain.

"Did you just see anything?"

"I always feel like something is passing in front of me."

"No, I guess it's too late for you to be dazzled."

"This is the worship hall, who dares to come here."

"Uh-huh, you're right."

While the guards were talking, Xiao Yan quickly jumped off the tree, and once again cast three thousand thunderbolts to avoid the almost uninterrupted patrol team, and his body turned into a silver afterimage, shuttling on the stairs of the Martial Spirit Hall Divine Mountain.

"Where do I find it next? If you look for them one by one, how many days do you have to find them? The body curled up in a shadow outside the worship hall, Xiao Yan's breath was completely isolated by the alien fire at the moment, and with the help of the cover of the black robe, even if it was broad daylight, it could still be said that it was very hidden perfectly.

Looking at his skillful appearance, it is obvious that he has done a lot of this kind of thing before.

"Do you want to probe with soul power?" Looking around at the dense room around him, Xiao Yan muttered to himself after a moment of silence.

In the next second, Xiao Yan's eyes closed slightly, and the terrifying soul power in his body quickly broke out of his body, and then showed a ripple shape, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings.

After the soul power spread out, scenes of images flashed quickly in Xiao Yan's heart, among which there was a golden statue of Seraphim, enshrined in the plaque of the deceased Title Douluo, but there was no trace of strange fire.

As the scope of the spread of soul power became wider and wider, Xiao Yan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and after half a sound, without the slightest result, he had to gather back the soul power that had diffused.

"Could it be that there is any secret realm space in this worship hall? Otherwise, with the precision of my soul power, it would be impossible not to have a trace of strange fire. Xiao Yan's eyes looked through the shadows at the heavily armed Templars patrolling outside, frowning slightly, and said in a low voice.

"I obviously feel the breath of strange fire."

"I shouldn't find it."

"Besides, the current symptoms of the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Hall are obviously the sequelae of the alien fire."

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and the appearance of Fallen Heart Yan appeared in his mind again, grinned, and said, "I really can't find it, and I don't mind turning this place upside down." ”

Leaning against the wall with a gloomy face, unwilling to do so, he once again turned on the huge soul power and searched carefully, but the result was still nothing.

As the scanning of the soul power became deeper and deeper, Xiao Yan's face became more and more ugly, the fist in the sleeve robe was clenched tightly, and after half a sound, he whispered to himself: "Since you have come, let's sneak into the main hall and have a look." ”

After speaking, Xiao Yan's sleeve robe waved lightly, his toes lightly touched the ground, and his figure turned into a silver afterimage and jumped onto the top of the house of the worship hall, his eyes swept around, and then he stuck to the roof and flashed towards the largest hall in the center.

Exercising his speed to the extreme, Xiao Yan's body almost turned into an extremely vague afterimage, and in an instant, he was able to move a distance of 100 meters, and the Templars patrolling under the house only felt a strange wind suddenly surging towards him, and when they raised their heads, they didn't even see a single hair.

In the splendid hall, several figures sat among them.

"Golden crocodile, you all go down, no matter what movement there is next, don't come out tonight without my orders." Above the first place, a blonde old man in a red offering robe spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the worshippers looked at each other, and after a moment, they responded with a puzzled face: "Yes, big offering." He immediately got up and slowly exited the main hall.

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A few minutes later.

In the worship hall, the faint clouds and mist are shrouded, like a fairyland.

After careful investigation by the power of the soul, Xiao Yan found that the aura of strange fire in the main hall of the worship hall was extremely strong, but there seemed to be no one else, so he stepped cautiously and quietly sneaked in.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he found the Seraphim statue standing in the center of the hall, holding a huge golden sword in his hand and pointing straight to the sky, and the most peculiar thing was that around the golden sword, there was a faint white flame circling.

"Is this Fallen Heart?"

"No, it's so weak, it looks like it's just an ordinary flame."

Walking slowly towards the Seraphim statue, Xiao Yan was immersed in thought, and then, his footsteps paused abruptly, and he suddenly turned his head back, looking at the door of the hall with a solemn face, where a figure stood with his hands in his hands.

This is a blonde man, he looks like he is in his forties, he is very handsome, with a faint smile on his face, wearing a red offering robe, and the calm and tranquil atmosphere gives people a very comfortable feeling.

Looking at this figure, a look of horror appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes, in his perception, there was no soul power fluctuation on this person's body, as if he had already stood there waiting for him, which was extremely weird.

"Junior, Xiao Yan, lost here, if there is any disturbance, I hope the seniors will forgive me." Arching his hand at this figure, Xiao Yan said quite respectfully.

When the words fell, Xiao Yan moved his pace and slowly retreated, and the strange fire in his body began to divide into three wisps and surged into the palm of his hand, although this person smiled without the slightest murderous aura, but the feeling given to Xiao Yan was too weird, and he had to be cautious.

After all, this is the territory of the Martial Spirit Palace, and he sneaked in quietly, if he is not careful, he will end up being hunted down.

But then again, in his previous life, he dared to go to the Yunlan Sect to kill its elders and fight its sect master Yunshan as a great fighter, how could he be afraid of the pursuit of the Martial Spirit Hall at this moment?

The stakes are very high, and it is related to whether Xiao Yan can recover his memory and return to the world that should have belonged to him, otherwise, he would not have taken such a great risk and sneaked into the worship hall to find the whereabouts of the strange fire.

"Lost? Hahaha. ”

"Little one, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

As soon as his footsteps retreated, a faint laughter sounded in Xiao Yan's ears, and then a flower appeared in front of his eyes, and when he concentrated again, the figure of the blonde old man had already appeared in front of him.

"Senior, you are the great worship of the Martial Spirit Palace, right?"

Swallowing a mouthful of spit, Xiao Yan turned his eyes to the blonde old man in front of him, looked at it carefully, and asked with a little nervousness in his heart, although the latter did not show any oppressive power at this time, Xiao Yan was sure that the person in front of him should be the strongest and most terrifying person among the people he had seen over the years.

Compared with his double-standard father Tang Hao, he is several levels stronger.

"Little guy, a few days ago, Qianjun was a little reckless, I hope you don't be surprised." Qiandaoliu nodded, and then patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, his heart was slightly cold, and he smiled slightly: "The seniors may have some misunderstanding about me, I have changed my surname, Tang Hao's matter has nothing to do with me, you have something to do with him." ”

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Qiandaoliu also smiled slightly, with a slightly reassuring smile on his face, and explained: "I didn't do well in that incident before, I shouldn't have listened to Bibi Dong's demagoguery and rashly sent an offering to attack you." ”

“？？？” Xiao Yan was a little stunned, he didn't understand why Qiandaoliu's attitude towards him was so good, could it be that he had something to ask for?

Looking at Xiao Yan's stunned appearance, Qiandaoliu couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you surprised, why am I so kind to you?" ”

"Two reasons, the first reason is because of my precious granddaughter, and the second reason is that I do have something to ask for."

"If you ask someone, your attitude naturally can't be too bad."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan also gradually recovered from the shock, and looked at the blonde old man in front of him with a stunned expression, your granddaughter? What with what? I don't seem to know Miss Wuhun Hall surnamed Qian, right?

"I don't know what the seniors have to ask for?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan hesitated, his heart skipped a slight beat, and he asked cautiously.

"I know the purpose of your sneaking here this time must be because of that strange white flame, but do you know that there are gods in this world?" Qiandaoliu hesitated for a moment and said lightly.

"God?" Xiao Yan looked puzzled and slightly stunned.

"Soul power breaking through the ninety-nine level is the threshold of becoming a god, but ninety-nine percent of the people who can't reach this threshold, in the entire Douluo Continent, the Title Douluo is already a rare existence, after becoming a Title Douluo, each level is a new height, most of the Title Douluo eventually stay at the ninety-fifth level, and there are very few Titled Douluo who break through to the ninety-fifth level."

"There are even fewer people who can reach the ninety-ninth level."

"More than ten years ago, twenty-three strange fires fell from the sky, and one of them fell into the worship hall. At first, I found that although this thing was furious and difficult to tame, it could help people speed up their cultivation, and I thought it was pretty good. ”

"But now, this thing has become a hot potato."

Xiao Yan nodded silently, he also vaguely knew some of these things, but where was the strange fire in Qiandaoliu's mouth?

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