Among the lofty mountains, the majestic temple stands.

Countless mossy vines are wrapped around the stone wall, and occasionally in the gaps, strange patterns and totems are revealed.

There is no sun and moon in the sky in the secret territory, but there are countless clouds flowing in the sky, so that this heaven and earth are not dim, but somewhat colorful.

At this time, the position where Ning Baifeng was standing was still hundreds of zhang away from the temple, and at his feet was a huge altar, covered with vines and moss.

At this moment, Ning Baifeng almost thought that he had never moved.

It's just that the altar under his feet is very similar to the altar of sacrifice in the swamp.

Ning Baifeng immediately subconsciously turned around and turned back.

There is no stone road leading to Yangtian Ridge behind him, only a vast meadow and a mountain range in the distance.

Retract your gaze and scan your surroundings.

On the periphery of the altar stand four totem poles, at the top of which stand a sculpture of the three heads of the human body, overlooking below.

Ning Baifeng felt that this thing was a bit like some extraordinary spiritual official statues in secular temples. It's just that the expression is hideous and weird, far less majestic than the orthodox Lingguan statue.

In front of the altar, a straight avenue leads to a staircase hundreds of feet away, and above it is the majestic and tall temple gate.

The main entrance of the temple was opened, and those who came first had obviously entered it.

Ning Baifeng stretched out his hand and pressed the bamboo hat, and jumped towards the temple.

Standing at the door of the temple and looking up, the temple door dozens of feet high became more and more insignificant.

Perhaps only Zhao Shuo, whose body shape has changed, will feel that it is appropriate.

Walking through the temple gate, the main hall is slightly dim, but the top of the hall is hollowed out in many places, and the clouds and glows shine in, and you can barely see.

In the middle of the main hall is a high platform with a statue erected on it, which has long been dilapidated.

There are some reliefs clearly carved on the surrounding walls.

Ning Baifeng was not interested in these reliefs, and planned to pass directly through the main hall, but suddenly found that the stone carvings on the walls had traces of cleaning.

Among the few people who entered first, those who were idle and in line with their identities to do this could only be the master of Qinghu Courtyard.

Ning Baifeng thought about it carefully, slowed down, and watched the relief.

Although it is urgent to track Zhao Shuo, this is a strange place, and the indiscriminate incursion without a head or tail will only cause unnecessary trouble, and even kill in serious cases.

After all, until now, the witch god of the Qiang tribe has not appeared.

This is a huge hidden danger.

Rather than this, it is better to take a look and maybe there will be a different harvest.

The stone carvings on the walls have been broken and peeled off in many places due to the age, but it can be vaguely seen that most of them are patterns of worshipping the gods, and even many of them are pictures of preaching.

And this preaching god is three heads and six arms, and there is a halo floating behind him.

What surprised Ning Baifeng the most was that on the two connected reliefs, the mortals who had been enlightened by this god had actually changed their size and height.

This situation is no different from the previous Zhao Shuo.

The further back you look, the more amazing the content on the relief.

Many of the ignition giants practiced with the gods, and some even grew two heads and four arms of strange people, and the halo also appeared behind them, but it was much smaller.

And these weirdos with two heads and four arms are no longer believers of the gods, but instead accompany the gods, as if they are gods or oracles.

With the increasing number of gods, the scene of preaching and cultivation is getting bigger and bigger, until the heavens, the earth, the mountains and the wilderness are full of this kind of picture, with flowers, auspicious clouds and ruiqi all over the sky, and spiritual birds and beasts all over the four wildernesses.

At its peak, countless ancient chariots running through the clouds suddenly appeared.

The next relief picture is a tragic battle.

However, the war was in a one-sided state, and the army driving the ancient chariot was staggeringly lethal, arrows rained down, and there were puppets like Yellow Turban wrestlers standing on the chariots.

Even at the end of the battle, on the side of the chariot, floating warships appeared, and countless flying swords flew out of the warship.

Yes, it's a flying sword! The relief is very clearly depicted.

Ning Baifeng was extremely surprised when he saw this scene.

At the end of the war, a military general holding Fang Tian's halberd came out of the chariot side, and there was a big battle with a three-headed and six-armed giant, and the two sides fought extremely fiercely.

In the last painting of the relief, the military general took out a large seal, punched out the soul of a three-headed six-armed giant, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Devouring the soul of the living, this is an evil method, even if this person is a soldier monk, this move is too outrageous.

After looking at all the relief strokes in the interior of the main hall, Ning Baifeng suddenly felt that the golden body of the soldier was very similar to this three-headed and six-armed giant, and that military general devoured his soul.

Could it be that this is how the golden body of the soldier came about?

So who is this general?

This temple is extremely old, and even the pictures recorded on it are all distant history, so these things that have not even been recorded in this world are even more difficult to figure out.

Ning Baifeng couldn't think of a reason, turned around and walked towards the gate behind the hall.

Behind the hall, a wide staircase connects a round platform in the middle of a huge lake, and five other steps outside the round platform connect several other directions in the distance.

And directly opposite the far distance of the round platform, a tall stone gate was erected.

Ning Baifeng was about to enjoy this strange landscape when an earth-shattering roar suddenly came from the right side.

It's Zhao Shuo!

Subconsciously, this was Ning Baifeng's first feeling.

Previously, on the altar of sacrifice, Zhao Shuo's roar after his mutation was exactly the same as this sound.

Ning Baifeng immediately prepared to take up the sword, but suddenly found that it was useless. Su Wen could levitate in the air, but as long as Ning Baifeng jumped up, he would immediately fall to the ground.

He immediately understood that there was a ban on the air.

The roar was heard again.

Ning Baifeng immediately grabbed Su Wen, strode up the round platform, and then turned to the right staircase.

Passing through a stone arch, the landscape on both sides flew by.

When Ning Baifeng bypassed several dilapidated architectural ruins, a magnificent platform built between the two mountains suddenly crashed into front of him.

At this time, on the high platform, there were two giants fighting and fighting.

One of them is none other than Zhao Shuo.

The other one was hideous-looking, especially with a huge bulge growing out of his right shoulder and an extra arm under his ribs.

There was almost no need for Ning Baifeng to think about it, it must be another head that was about to grow.

At this time, Zhao Shuo was obviously at a disadvantage.

The three-armed giant framed Zhao Shuo's two arms, and the extra arm kept pounding Zhao Shuo's chest.

Ning Baifeng immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and instantly rushed over the high staircase, pulling out a series of afterimages behind him, and slashing at the third arm of the three-armed giant with a sword.

The mortal body, under such a sword, will inevitably break.

However, the arm of the three-armed giant was actually only cut with a bloody mark.

Even as Ning Baifeng passed between the two, he could hear the tooth-aching sound of metal scraping between the blade and his arm.

Although the sword did not cut off the arm, the blood mark still made the three-armed giant feel pain, and the arm stopped and let out a roar.

And Zhao Shuo also seized the opportunity and kicked the opponent in the chest, not only getting rid of the clamp, but also kicking him off the high platform and hitting the mountain wall.

Ning Baifeng stopped his figure, stood on the edge of the high platform, and watched quietly.

Zhao Shuo, who repelled the three-armed giant, looked up to the sky and roared, and then without waiting for the three-armed giant who fell down the ladder to get up, he directly dived and jumped off the high platform, and constantly hit the three-armed giant with a punch.

The sound was like thunder.

Ning Baifeng didn't say anything to stop it.

Through the previous murals, he knew very well that these strange-looking giants were all gods of the witch god, or oracles.

Now that he is here, it is very likely that he is cultivating here.

And the origins of these giants, nine times out of ten, are similar to Zhao Shuo, they are all refined from the blood of the Immortal Altar.

It's just that what makes Ning Baifeng curious is that since the witch god on the mural has been killed by the generals and devoured his soul, who is the witch god in this temple now.

Under the high stage, Zhao Shuo punched the head of the three-armed giant.

Ning Baifeng thought that the matter would end here.

Unexpectedly, the three-armed giant with a shattered skull formed a skull in the blink of an eye with the sarcoma on his right shoulder.

Such an astonishing change is really staggering.