Qiao Yuan looked at this God of War Temple, his eyes sank, and he guessed in his heart what the mysterious predecessor was talking about.

"Could it be the inheritance of this God of War Temple?"

Qiao Yuan looked at the closed tall iron door and whispered to himself, but he always felt that this matter was not so simple, if he just accepted the inheritance, why did the mysterious senior ask him if he dared to ask for it.

But after a while, Qiao Yuan shook his head and suppressed the thoughts in his heart, since he had already come here, he had already made a decision, there was no need to think about it at the moment, he would know when he went in and saw that even if there was really danger, he believed that the mysterious senior would not sit idly by.

With a decision, Qiao Yuan took a deep breath, raised his feet and walked slowly towards the tall and cold iron door, which was closed and looked like it had not been opened for thousands of years, but Qiao Yuan did not have the slightest worry, he believed that the mysterious senior would not be so boring and play tricks on himself.

Sure enough, when he walked to the iron door, he just lightly pressed his hand on it, and there was a roar from the iron door, which slowly opened a gap that only allowed one person to pass through.

Through the gap, Qiao Yuan saw that it was pitch black, without the slightest light, as if the light would be extinguished when it reached here, his divine sense could not penetrate into it, and it was blocked by a strange force at the gap.

After hesitating for a moment, a trace of decisiveness flashed in Qiao Yuan's eyes, and he stepped directly into the gap and walked into the Temple of the God of War.

The moment he walked into the Temple of the God of War, the iron door closed silently, but Qiao Yuan didn't look back, but condensed his spiritual power into his eyes and looked around quietly.

At this glance, he was shocked, there were countless soldiers standing neatly in this temple of the god of war, but when he observed carefully, he found that these soldiers were just statues.

Qiao Yuan's eyes showed a strange light, and he slowly walked to a statue not far in front of him, this statue was made of unknown metal, they were dressed in uniform ancient armor, some were armed with swords, some were armed with guns, some were holding swords, some were holding halberds, and it was obviously a well-trained and disciplined army.

"Why is there still an army in the Moon River Sect?"

Qiao Yuan's eyes showed doubts, and he whispered to himself, he knew that the army was only used by mortal dynasties to fight, how could a monk need an army, in his opinion, no matter how strong the army was, it could not be against a powerful monk's magical power.

Qiao Yuan had only been cultivating for two years, and he didn't know much about the real cultivation realm, and he didn't know much about the history of the Yuehe Sect, so it was difficult for him to understand what the use of these soldiers was, if Qu Yunwei was here at this moment, then she would recognize at a glance that these soldiers were the masters of ten thousand battles who swept through the cultivation realm thousands of years ago.

He carefully swept over these soldier statues one by one, and found no abnormality, past these soldiers, Qiao Yuan slowly walked towards the interior of the main hall.

Here, the divine consciousness cannot spread out too far from the body, and can only use spiritual power to gather on the eyes and observe the situation ahead, so Qiao Yuan does not know how big the inside of this hall is, and where the opportunity is that the mysterious predecessor said.

Ten zhang, twenty zhang, fifty zhang, Qiao Yuan walked past Baizhang in a blink of an eye, but he didn't see any other objects except for the statues of soldiers wearing uniform armor.

Qiao Yuan didn't stop, and continued to walk forward, and in a short time, he had walked three hundred zhang.

At a distance of three hundred zhang, Qiao Yuan still didn't see the end of this hall, he could imagine how big this war god temple was, but at this moment, Qiao Yuan heard a painful groan in the depths of the darkness in front of him.

Because this hall is extremely wide, this painful groan was already very weak when it reached Qiao Yuan's ears, but there was silence in the hall, and there was no other sound except for Qiao Yuan's footsteps and breathing, so this groan made Qiao Yuan listen very carefully.

"Why is this sound so familiar?"

When Qiao Yuan heard this voice, his footsteps immediately paused, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and he muttered softly.

After saying that, he hurried towards the direction where the voice came from, and as Qiao Yuan got closer and closer, a few louder painful moans came into his ears intermittently, and after listening to a few more sounds, his eyes flashed a glimmer of essence, and he muttered to himself.

"Ling Wanchen. ”

Saying that his pace was faster, Qiao Yuan could hear that Ling Wanchen was experiencing great pain at the moment, although he didn't know what happened to Ling Wanchen, but from these intermittent groans, he knew that Ling Wanchen's situation was extremely bad.

Fifty zhang, one hundred zhang, two hundred zhang, just more than ten breaths, Qiao Yuan crossed the distance of two hundred zhang, there, Qiao Yuan's footsteps suddenly paused, the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and he saw an extremely shocking scene.

I saw that there was a huge statue of a hundred zhang high not far in front of him, this statue was dressed in simple armor, but it was slightly different from those soldiers, it looked more domineering and mighty, Qiao Yuan could see at a glance that the person with this statue should be the general of this army.

But this is not the reason why Qiao Yuan was shocked, what shocked him was that this statue had no head, and there was a big black hole in the chest of the statue, and there was bright red blood gushing out of this big hole, which was like a pillar, and it was flowing down from the seventy or eighty zhang high place, like a blood-colored waterfall.

There was a ten-zhang pool below the statue, and the blood-colored waterfall poured into this pool, pouring this pool into a pool of blood, and in the middle of the pool, there was a woman sitting cross-legged with a naked body and a beautiful appearance.

This woman is Ling Wanchen, Ling Wanchen's delicate and beautiful face is hideously twisted, her delicate body like ice muscles and jade bones is trembling violently in the pool of blood, and bursts of mournful groans keep coming out of her mouth, which sounds terrifying.

If someone I didn't know was standing here and saw Ling Wanchen's appearance, they would definitely think that she was a female demon who was cultivating demonic skills.

Qiao Yuan saw Ling Wanchen's painful appearance, and his heart tingled slightly, but he didn't act rashly, but calmed down and carefully observed on the side.

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the bright red blood in the pool, and immediately felt the burning breath coming from the blood, as if the blood had just been drawn from the human body, but he looked up at the statue, and there was not a trace of life on it.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Yuan patted the storage bag, Jin Yaojian appeared at his feet, stepping on Jin Yaojian, Qiao Yuan slowly flew towards the chest of the statue.

After a short time, he came to the front of the chest, and looked at the black hole in the chest, which trickled endlessly, and the pillars of blood that kept gushing out, he was silent, he couldn't see what was in it, and his divine sense couldn't penetrate it.

Then Qiao Yuan continued to rise into the air, came to the shoulder of the statue, and looked at the empty neck, where there should have been a huge head.

"The head of the statue looked as if it had been cut off with a knife. ”

Qiao Yuan circled around his neck, looked at it carefully, and whispered to himself.

From above, there was a large black hole in the neck, and it was not clear to see the slightest, but the bloody breath came from this neck, making it impossible to tell whether it was a statue or a real person.

"Ahh

At this moment, Ling Wanchen in the blood pool looked up to the sky and let out an extremely terrible wail, she seemed to be unable to bear this sharp pain, and was about to die.

When Qiao Yuan heard this wail, his face changed, and he couldn't care about looking at the statue anymore at this moment, and his body directly turned into a dark golden rainbow, flying towards the blood pool.

At a height of 100 zhang, Qiao Yuan landed on top of the blood pool in a few breaths, he stepped on Jin Yaojian, didn't even look at the blood pool, and landed directly beside Ling Wanchen, grabbing her pink arm and dragging it upward.

Ling Wanchen's whole body was naked, and he was directly pulled up from the pool of blood by Qiao Yuan, Qiao Yuan's eyes swept over her naked delicate body, and then turned his head to avoid it.

Jin Yaojian rose rapidly, dragging Qiao Yuan and about to fly upward, but at the moment when Ling Wanchen's feet were about to leave the blood pool, two slender blood lines immediately burst out from the depths of the blood pool, tightly wrapping around Ling Wanchen's ankles and dragging her into the blood pool at once.

Qiao Yuan was stunned by this sudden scene, but the next moment, he felt a huge pulling force from Ling Wanchen's pink arm.

This pulling force was too great, and it came suddenly, Qiao Yuan's body shook, and the whole person was directly pulled into the blood pool.

The blood pool was not deep, Qiao Yuan stood up straight and stepped on the bottom, the warm blood flooded his thighs, Qiao Yuan's expression changed, and without thinking, he was about to fly out of this blood pool, but when he was about to leave the blood pool, two blood lines flew out of the blood pool in an instant, wrapped his legs tightly, and pulled him into the blood pool again.

At the same time, Qiao Yuan felt that several blood lines appeared at the bottom of this blood pool, firmly entangled his feet and legs, and he suddenly struggled violently, but no matter how hard he tried, these blood lines could not be broken at all, and there was a tendency to become tighter and tighter.

"Help...... I...... Help...... I. ”

At this moment, Ling Wanchen in front of him slowly propped up a trace of his eyelids in trembling, looked at Qiao Yuan and said in a trembling voice.

When Qiao Yuan heard Ling Wanchen's words, he immediately gave up struggling, looked at Ling Wanchen with anxiety and worry, and said urgently.

"How can I help you, what the hell is wrong with you?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ling Wanchen's eyelids, which were extremely difficult to hold, slowly closed, and her delicate body trembled, and she fell towards Qiao Yuan's arms.

Qiao Yuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her, but she was defenseless, although Qiao Yuan's gaze was deliberately avoided, he would still sweep the extremely attractive and tall twin peaks from time to time, making his fair cheeks blush.

Swallowing his saliva, Qiao Yuan directly took off the blood-stained shirt on his body and draped it over Ling Wanchen's delicate body, covering her bumpy carcass that made people's blood gush.

He held Ling Wanchen's jade neck with one hand, opened Ling Wanchen's eyelids with the other, and shouted anxiously.

"Ling Wanchen, Ling Wanchen, tell me, how can I help you?"

But no matter how he shouted, Ling Wanchen didn't seem to hear it, and his limp delicate body would let out a violent tremor from time to time, accompanied by bursts of mournful groans in his mouth, which looked extremely distressing.