Chapter 142: The Temple of the Lost God

Looking at the high-spirited seven people below, Mo Huai couldn't help but sneer: "Why, you think you're very powerful, right? That's right, with your current strength, you can be regarded as a top existence in the fairy and demon world." However, in the fairy and demon realm, there are not many strong people who can kill you. ”

"In today's Immortal Demon World, the eighth-level Immortal Emperor, Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor will almost definitely have an attack artifact in hand, and there are quite a few who have a defensive artifact. And you, you don't even have an artifact, how can you compete with them?" Mo Huai's words made the joy on the faces of Wukong Blood and the others lighten a little, and they stood respectfully and didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that they were silent, Mo Huai, who snorted lightly, continued: "One by one, don't be in a hurry to leave Yuyang Star and go out for a walk, there will be opportunities for you to contact and fight with other top emperor-level masters in the Immortal Demon Realm in the future." For the time being, you will stay in Yuyang Star, give me complete control of Yuyang Star, and make this place our base camp. This matter was led by Khotan, and others cooperated. ”

"The deity is going to go out and get some artifacts for you by the way," Mo Huai's next words were to make the eyes of Wukong Blood and the others light up.

After Mo Huai finished saying a teleportation and disappeared and left, Wukong Blood and the others breathed a sigh of relief and talked excitedly with each other.

And Mo Huai, who used space means, had already come to the space where the Temple of the Lost God was located in the chaotic star field at the junction of the fairy realm and the dark star realm with a teleportation.

A large number of spatial rifts thousands of miles wide and trillions of miles long are like winding rivers in space, and the spatial rifts are constantly being repaired, but in the blink of an eye, they will be torn apart again by the invisible terrorist force.

At the core of a series of spatial rifts was something like a super-large planet, thousands of times larger than a star.

This huge 'planet' is half black and half golden, which are black and golden respectively. The ring where the two terrifying substances joined each other was rising with black flames, which were divine fires caused by friction and impact. It is precisely because the two energies are too strong that they collide with each other and will tremble one after another spatial cracks, and a large number of spatial cracks on the periphery are generated because of this.

Mo Huai, who was slightly shocked to look at such a picture, took a deep breath, and his figure came to the center of the surface of the golden semi-dome, which was where one of the entrances to the Temple of the Lost God was located.

It was like a golden earth, except for a round hole about ten meters in diameter in the middle, faintly black.

I saw a vague phantom flash, and Mo Huai had already entered the black round hole passage. After passing through the golden quicksand passage about ten meters long, Mo Huai saw the outer realm of the Temple of the Lost God. At a glance, it was white, and the entire outer area of the Temple of the Lost God seemed to be shrouded in mist, and it was the prohibition of the gods arranged in the outer area of the Temple of the Lost Gods, to be precise, a kind of illusion prohibition in the divine realm.

The area covered by this prohibition is extremely vast, so the power of the illusion prohibition is not great, but this is also relatively speaking. This illusion prohibition, although it has no power to kill, has the function of trapping people, and it is generally safer on the periphery, but the more you go inside, the easier it is to fall into it and be trapped.

"With the strength of my divine sense, except for the inner palace of the innermost Mystery Temple, which cannot be investigated, the illusion prohibition on the periphery has no effect on me at all, and it seems a little unnecessary to get the Mystery Scroll in my hands!" Mo Huai, who released his divine sense to investigate, couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, and then looked into the distance with a slight brightness: "However, on the periphery of this Mystery Temple, there are indeed a lot of artifacts." ”

However, in order to reach the Mystery Temple as soon as possible, Mo Huai still turned his hand and took out the Mystery God Scroll, and his divine sense invaded it, and a constantly changing route to the inner hall of the Mystery Temple naturally appeared in his mind, and then began to move quickly according to that route.

Along the way, he occasionally encountered some artifacts, and Mo Huai naturally put them away unceremoniously. After passing through the illusion prohibition area, Mo Huai had obtained more than fifty artifacts, of which there were more than ten artifact suits alone. Although most of these artifacts are low-grade artifacts, there are only more than ten medium-grade artifacts, but there are four high-grade artifacts.

For Mo Huai, it was useless to get more artifacts, so he didn't specifically collect artifacts, otherwise he would get more.

Passing through the foggy illusion forbidden area, the eyes became clear. Nearly ten miles ahead, there was a suspended purple building, mainly composed of four palaces, located in the south, south, north, west, and north, connected by walls, like a quadrangle.

This is the Temple of the Lost God! The Temple of the Lost God does not look big, and the length of the four palaces is only a few hundred meters, but Mo Huai's divine sense cannot penetrate into the Temple of the Lost God, which shows that the craftsman Che Hou Yuan still put some thought into the layout of the Temple of the Lost God.

Mo Huai flew to the only entrance of the Mystery Temple, only to see that the gates of the Mystery Temple were two dark blue gates with a surface similar to granite, and the doors were open.

Mo Huai, who went straight into it, found that the space inside was much larger than it looked outside, but he was not surprised. After all, Che Houyuan has long been an upper god, and it is normal to know some spatial means.

Mo Huai did not rely on his strength to rampage, but followed the safe path shown by the Mystery Scroll to enter some of the rooms and investigate.

Based on Mo Huai's perception of space, when passing by a corridor, he was keenly aware that the space where the carving of the corridor wall was located was a little special, as if the space was folded here.

Reaching out and touching Mo Huai in that place, he saw that the space was distorted, and at the same time, a wall in the corridor rose upward, and a door appeared, and inside was a hidden room.

Mo Huai, whose eyes were bright, walked straight into it, only to see that it was a beautiful valley inside, with birds singing and flowers, and a waterfall of hundreds of zhang smashing down from a high height and falling into the huge pool below, splashing countless splashes.

"It should be here," Mo Huai, who muttered in a low voice, flashed after entering the waterfall: "Sure enough, there is a cave behind the waterfall." ”

In the cave there is a desk made of dark ancient wood, and next to the desk is a chair. In addition, there are some shaking rattan nets, presumably the owner of the Lost Temple, Che Houyuan, will lie on the rattan nets to rest when he is bored. In this small cave, there is also a bend in the stream, and the sound of tinkling is intermittent.

On the wall inside the belly of the mountain, there are plants such as creepers, but the other wall is red, like a red-hot boiler, and on the red rock wall, there is a line of words: "Entering my cave is also fateful, what I left behind in this temple of the god of maze, you can get as much as you can, I'm not afraid that you will get more, but I'm afraid that you won't have the ability to take it away... Chehou left the word. ”

Mo Huai, who looked at the lines carefully, soon jumped up with a moving expression, and carved his fingers on the wall. There was a depiction of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and finally the word 'Yuan' appeared on the wall.

Airplanes.. The space in the cave shook, and suddenly the whole space seemed to be bathed in a layer of golden yellow, and a dazzling white light shot out from the word 'yuan', and then the white light turned into a person.

This man is very handsome, but his sideburns are already white, and he looks like he is forty years old, but his handsome face looks like he is about twenty or thirty years old, his eyes are deep, and the expression on his face is indifferent, as if nothing can make his expression change.

"Hello, my name is Che Houyuan," the man said indifferently: "This is a video I left, you can find the prohibition I left behind, which shows that your soul realm is really good, comparable to a more powerful god." It's amazing that there is a master like you in the fairy and demon world.."