Chapter 159: The Human Emperor's Bones

Although he has always been wary of the sleeping old monster, he will not forget the purpose of this trip: to find the ancestor first, and ask him for the secret of defeating the seven evils.

Therefore, he kept his Fengshen power in the most perfect state all the time, so that he could better and faster detect the situation around him, even if he refused to let go of the slightest clue.

In less than a day, he noticed something strange, and with the help of Feng Shen, he realized that it was actually a ruined ruined city. Moreover, the streets and alleys of the entire city were all pierced and destroyed by the huge grass stalks of the sacred grass, but this still did not prevent him from being able to pass through the ruins of Guò and clearly feel the prosperous scene of people coming and going in peace and contentment in the past.

In the days that followed, he saw at least ten dilapidated ruined cities like this, which made him have to sigh secretly, in front of Shencao, any obstacle was as weak as destroying the ancient era.

It's a pity that in the following days, there was nothing, and he could only sigh slightly: this southern continent is too vast, after all, it covers the ancient waters, and the habitat of the four ancient races of the ancient human race, the ancient beast race, and the ancient bird spirit race.

After a month of wandering around like this, the others finally lost their patience. This method of finding a needle in a haystack is equivalent to wasting his time, and he knows it very well, even if he works hard for another year and a half, he may not necessarily gain anything, when he gritted his teeth and decided to return the same way with the god corpse first.

"It seems that this cultivation needs to cultivate the Wind Divine Power to a higher level, or cultivate the Wind Void Realm to a higher level, so that it can be more accurate and farther to explore the scene of this Divine Grass Continent. ”

After Qiu Mingwu said this, he immediately harnessed the wind divine power and the divine corpse to turn back.

"What's that?"

The other person suddenly stopped, and tilted his head to the left to probe carefully, an abandoned and simple thatched house, and countless stems of the seven evils were inserted into the walls of the grass house, and the most strange thing was that those grass stems were as thin as steel needles. What is even more suspicious is that from time to time there will be a faint light seeping out of the grass hut.

"My Wind Divine Power can't penetrate it, it seems that a powerful seal must have been cast, and shielded from the prying eyes of the Divine Sense. ”

Qiu Ming's heart moved, and he immediately stepped on the wind god power and swept to the grass house, due to the closer distance, his powerful wind god power instantly found a breakthrough, like a steel needle, easily pierced into it.

The furnishings in the room were extremely simple, with a table, a chair and a bed. Because of the past thousand years, the bed, the table, and even the ground are covered with weeds as thick as steel needles and hard. The scene inside is even more baffling, there are two dead bodies, one of which is a shriveled old corpse lying flat on the bed, and his slightly outstretched right arm seems to want to take the teacup from the table next to him to quench his thirst. The other old corpse was sitting on the ground, holding a fire sickle in his right hand, as if he was conscientiously eradicating the weeds on the ground.

From this, Qiu Ming could conclude that the corpse on the ground would die longer than the corpse on the bed.

What surprised others the most. The corpse on the bed was shrouded in a transparent halo of light and cut off from the outside world. What's even more bizarre is that the seven shiny seven-colored branches hanging from the beam, like seven sharp swords, plunged straight into his chest. And attached to his body, as if to absorb the essence of his flesh.

Qiu Ming's brows furrowed slightly, this familiar Tianyang breath. Foreigners can't deceive, so they can only hear others mutter: "Legend has it that the Human Emperor died of old age on the Terran Continent? Could it be that this corpse was actually left by the Human Emperor who died back then?"

If this person is the Human Emperor, then the other corpse must be the Torturer, one of the three wise men, because among the human race, only the Torturer and the Heavenly Knowing are the most loyal to the Human Emperor. I believe that their unwavering loyalty to the human emperor is inferior to even the descendants of the human queen. However, God knows that she died, but Qiu Ming saw it with his own eyes, and even her body was buried by him, so he estimated that the corpse on the ground was likely to be the torturer.

"A thousand-year-old sinner, if it weren't for him, the Water Tribes would not have perished, and the Living Spirit Continent would not have only half of its habitat left, separated from the Divine Grass Continent. But if I am angry or retaliate against this corpse, I will definitely be disrespectful to the ancestors, but if I let him go, I am unwilling. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Mingtu had an idea, and with a palm of his hand, he cut off a piece of the dead hair of the corpse, and said in his mouth: "If the hair is broken, it is the right for you to apologize to the living beings of the whole world." ”

"Boom!"

A strange sound suddenly reached Qiu Ming's ears, and the next moment, the entire withered flesh of the Human Emperor suddenly cracked, and even his bones covered with seven-colored lines cracked brittle without exception, and the entire corpse turned into a handful of powder and scattered into nothingness.

"The corpse of the human emperor still retains a trace of wisdom, according to this, he also knows that he was wrong back then, and he has been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

Qiu Ming's face suddenly changed greatly, and he immediately slammed his head in front of the bed: "Son of Shame Li Qiu Ming, welcome my emperor's soul back to heaven." ”

After Qiu Ming finished saying this, when he raised his head, there was a sudden light in front of him, and when he condensed the wind divine power to look, a light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him, and through the prying eyes of the wind divine power, it was actually a cultivation sword technique full of small characters.

Qiu Ming tried to sense the content with his wind magic power, and found that it was actually this sword technique that was actually the Tianyang sword technique left over from the Human Emperor clan.

"This sword trick was actually created by the crown prince Li Xunyu?"

Qiu Ming subconsciously stretched out his right hand and touched the space boulder on his waist: inside was the corpse of the ancestor Li Xunyu. However, he didn't have time to think nonsense, because he knew that this kind of light curtain would not leave him too long, and he could only concentrate on releasing the wind magic power and memorizing all the sword tricks in his heart.

After about the time of the tea, the light curtain really dissipated, as if it had never existed at all.

"It turns out that he used his own consciousness to engrave the sword trick in his own blood, and only when his descendants come to worship, he will release the sword trick, and at the same time, he also avoided the prying eyes of the seven evils very well, I believe that the old monster of the seven evils never dreamed that my emperor would have such a hand. ”

When Qiu Ming said this, the person was still kneeling on the ground and did not dare to get up. (To be continued......)