Chapter 737: Hind Hand
The chains had been removed, the black locks had been destroyed, and a ripple soon appeared in the center of the building, and then it changed into a huge wooden door.
The two doors were firmly closed, exuding a quaint atmosphere, and with the appearance of the gate, soon, after the building, the original appearance of the Killing God Inheritance also appeared.
The tall and ancient bronze palace appeared behind the building, and the ancient atmosphere was moving.
"Is this the inheritance of the God Killer?" Fang Zong couldn't help but be stunned, and his gaze fell on a keyhole on the wood again.
Fang Zong smiled and asked, "King Sequoia, where did you get that rune from?"
"Master, the old slave was taken down from the door. ”
"Then you must not be able to get in, that's why you took off that rune, right?"
"Master, how do you know so well?" said King Sequoia, a little surprised.
"Of course it's because of this!" Fang Zong shook the key in his hand, which was something given to him by the Killing God Statue.
He vaguely knew why the Sequoia King hadn't gotten to the Killing God Inheritance, and it was precisely because he didn't have the key that he couldn't get in.
Come to think of it, only with respect for the statue of the Killing God can you get the key to unlock the inheritance, but how can the Sequoia King who smuggled in from the Demon Realm have respect for the Flying Flame of the Killing God?
I'm afraid that if it weren't for acting, he would have been eager to smash all the statues that killed God Fei's message.
This drink and peck can also be regarded as cause and effect.
Fang Zong shook his head and smiled, inserted the key into the lock hole, twisted it gently, only to hear a "squeak", the door of the building was dusty for many years, and it was finally opened.
Push the door in, you will see that in the bronze palace, there are ancient bronzes everywhere, and the ground completely paved with bronze is as smooth as a mirror, extending all the way to the highest bronze throne in the main hall, and you can feel a sense of loneliness and loneliness in it.
Fang Zong strode into the bronze palace, but suddenly felt a burning in his hand, and when he looked down, he saw that the key had melted and turned into a bronze ring, which was placed on his finger.
After wearing this bronze ring, Fang Zong immediately sensed that he was actually integrated with the Qingtong Palace.
It was only at this time that he discovered that this was an ancient warship.
Part of the warship was exposed outside, which was the bronze palace, and the rest was buried underground.
Moreover, this warship is very huge, nearly 10,000 zhang long, thousands of zhang wide, and nearly 8,000 zhang high, such a huge warship can almost easily accommodate the entire Zhenhai Dragon Palace, or even the big forces in the entire Wufang Sea area, without any problems.
Fang Zong's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Such a big warship?"
It seemed that it was the first time he had seen such a behemoth since he had practiced, and he couldn't help but be amazed.
Could it be that this is a warship, and it is the backhand of the god-killing flying flame.
However, what is the use of this huge warship? Fang Zong checked the information of this warship through the bronze ring, and he didn't know if he didn't know it, he was shocked when he saw it, this warship could actually sail in the void turbulence!
How could a warship sail through the turbulence of the Void?
Fang Zong was surprised and delighted, surprised that there was such a treasure in this world, and happy that with the help of this ancient warship, even if he forced into the void turbulence, he would be able to reach the Dark Heaven Realm.
This is a real bonus.
But soon, Fang Zong's expression became gloomy again.
He looked at the huge warship, and his heart was a little stunned, he suddenly understood why the god-killing flying flame wanted to leave such a warship.
This is not a treasure for the inheritors, but ...... A treasure left to the entire Azure Realm.
I'm afraid that the Killing God Flying Flame doesn't dare to guarantee that future generations will definitely be able to protect the Azure Realm, so he deliberately left such a warship, so that once the Azure Realm falls, he can use this warship to take away some people.
It's a very helpless choice.
In the past, Feiliu Flame may not really want to fly to the upper realm, if he could, he even wanted to stay in the blue realm and continue to guard here, but unfortunately, he didn't know for what reason, he finally flew to the upper realm, and could only leave such an ancient warship for future generations to escape.
Fang Zong clenched his fists and said with great determination: "I will definitely not let this kind of tragedy happen!"
After he finished speaking, he used the bronze ring, and with a thought in his mind, he included it in the bronze ring.
Such a huge warship, even if it is Fang Zong's dream world, cannot be accommodated, but this bronze ring itself is a magic weapon prepared for the storage of the warship, just to make it easy to carry, and by the way, you can also use the bronze ring to control the navigation of the warship.
However, even if Fang Zong wanted to use this ancient warship now, there was no way, such a huge ancient warship, just to activate it, would cost billions of spirit stones.
What a terrible consumption this is, unless it is a great force that gathers the entire Azure Realm, no one will be able to come up with so many spirit stones.
And billions of spirit stones are just the beginning, and in the future, this warship needs to spend nearly two or three hundred million spirit stones to sail every day to be able to maintain its voyage.
Such consumption is like using spirit stones to float, but it is also out of helplessness.
At least, there is some hope for this world.
"Master, congratulations on receiving the Killing God Inheritance. King Sequoia saw Fang Zong come out, and the bronze palace was gone, and he guessed with his toes that it was Fang Zong's sake, so he came up to congratulate him.
Fang Zong's mood was not good at this time, he just said, "Shut up!" and walked towards the outside of the Killing God Temple.
"Hmm, what's going on?" Fang Zong suddenly snorted softly, but found that at some point, there were actually some more people in the Killing God Temple.
"Could it be that those people have arrived?"
Fang Zong's eyes flickered slightly, he casually hit a dream power on the Sequoia King, disguised it, and then suddenly thought of a terrifying place, and hurriedly flew out.
"You can't come near this room!"
A crisp voice sounded in front of the door of the room full of scrolls, and I saw that Tian Han Mingxi was covered in blood at this time, and he grabbed the flying sword again and again, stopping all the monks who wanted to enter the calligraphy and painting room.
"Tianhan Fairy, we respect you as the Tianjiao of the Rhino Emperor Sect, so we show mercy to your subordinates, if you don't let go again, don't blame us for being polite!"
An obscene voice came, but I saw that it was a chubby monk who was surrounding the cold and dark light in this group of people.
Among these monks, naturally they were not centered on this fat man, but each formed their own small group, and about forty people gathered here, all wanting to enter the calligraphy and painting room behind Tian Han Mingxi.
How could the cold weather hurt so badly?
However, after Fang Zong put her down, she set up a formation outside the Killing God Temple to prevent the old Taoist from escaping.
But after waiting for seven or eight hours, the old Taoist did not come, but waited for the monks of other sects, such as the True Dragon Gate, Tianhai Sect, Zhenhai Dragon Palace, etc., and almost all Tianjiao had already been killed.
They all wanted to enter the Temple of Killing God and seize the secret of becoming immortals, but the cold and dark sun stopped them and prevented them from entering.
Originally, there were only a few monks who rushed to the Killing God Temple, and they were still scattered cultivators.
Under the powerful cultivation of the Heavenly Cold Darkness, these monks were no opponents at all, and they were easily crushed by her.
But later, more and more monks came, and she gradually struggled, desperately blocking it, but it was useless, she was repelled by many monks, and the formation was also broken.
In desperation, Tianhan Shenxi had no choice but to push into the temple of the killing god and came to the calligraphy and painting room, while healing his wounds, while preventing others from entering it.
She knew very well that there were terrible monsters sealed in those scrolls, and she couldn't let outsiders release them.
However, many of the monks found her place, and no matter how she curled up, everyone entered the painting and calligraphy room.
Tianhan Shenxi frowned, but said coldly: "You better go to other places, there is nothing you want here, but there are some things sealed inside, if you touch it, you may encounter terrible things." ”
"Tianhan Fairy, with all of us here, what monsters can come out and harm us, huh?"
"Yes, yes, there are so many of us, even if there are monsters, we will chop them with one sword!"
"Tianhan Fairy, please give way! Otherwise, we will really be rude!"
Many monks persuaded them to get out of the way.
Tian Han Shenxi looked at everyone, his brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes fell to the depths of the Killing God Temple, and he thought faintly in his heart: "Meng Fang, have you caught that old devil?"
She was a little worried in her heart, if she let the old Taoist escape because she didn't guard the entrance to the Killing God Temple, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Now that the sky is cold and the darkness is dark, I can only hope that Fang Zong will be able to capture the old Taoist.
Thinking of this, Tian Han Mingxi bit his teeth, but he still refused to back down, and said, "If you want to go in, step on my corpse!"
As he spoke, he urged his cultivation and sacrificed twelve heavenly lotus flowers in front of him.
"Hmph! It's really shameless, fellow Daoists, let's go up together and divide up the treasures inside!" the fat man shouted.
Many monks also echoed one after another, and one by one magic weapons and mana emerged, ready to go, and they were about to greet the body of the cold and dark sky.
The sky was cold and the darkness clenched his teeth, revealing a look of death.
Just as everyone was about to make a move, suddenly, a terrifying aura that shook the heavens and the earth enveloped them.
Then came a long howl: "Stop me!"