At the bottom of the Golden Tower, within the gate of dozens of zhang, there are many golden pillars dozens of zhang high, and the jade on the ground is paved with a beautiful passage that seems to have no end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On both sides of the passage, there are five steps and one god, the whole cut, all the cattle are tall and big, they are outright, exude a strong atmosphere, and have been stretching for hundreds of zhang.

After hundreds of zhang of passage, there is a huge palace here, the lights are bright, a statue of more than ten zhang is enshrined on both sides, lifelike, solemn, and presents a magnificent palace.

There is a high platform in the main hall, as if it is cast in gold and stone, each step is one foot high, and in the middle of the high platform is a seat three zhang long, which is covered with a golden precious animal skin, which is very extraordinary.

In front of the seat, stood a giant who was unexpectedly tall, wearing a golden robe, a hair, a golden earring in his right ear, and a beard, like a god of war from ancient times.

In front of the giant, Ju Mang is also there, although Ju Mang is also eight feet tall, but compared with Yi, it is like an adult and a child.

"Ben Yin advises you to die as soon as possible, you haven't seen that scene back then, I don't know what kind of terrifying existence it is, once this matter gets out of control, it will be a devastating disaster for my Shenyin. The giant walked back to his seat and sat upright.

The giant is the second Shenyin of Shenyin Village, his name is Lu Hai, and when he talks about the events of the year, there is still fear in his eyes.

"Uncle Lu, is there really no way?" There was sadness in Jumang's eyes, and there was still a trace of hope left.

"No, because there are very few people in the world today who can control this. Shenyin Lu Hai's words shattered the last trace of hope in Jumang's eyes.

In the stone room at the top of the pyramid, Han Zixi sat on the stone bed, put the broken blade on his knees, and slowly stroked the broken blade, the broken blade was about three feet, and the rough blade was a little piercing, but the edge of the knife was extremely sharp.

What surprised Han Zixi the most was the fracture of this knife, the fracture here was very irregular, it was not broken, it looked like it was bitten off!

"What is it that can bite such a hard and sharp knife? This is incredible!" Let Han Zixi be sure that the black knife was bitten off because there was a tooth mark in the fracture of this knife!

Han Zixie couldn't figure it out and didn't think about it anymore, Han Zixi spit out a breath of spiritual energy, wrapped the broken blade, and began to try to see if he could refine it, after all, Han Zixie didn't have his own spiritual refining treasure, this broken blade was so extraordinary, it must be a spiritual refining treasure in Han Zixie's mind.

And for some reason, Han Zixie also felt a kind of kindness on this broken blade, which reminded Han Zixie of the necklace that Han Zizai gave him, and there must be some kind of connection in it.

"No!" After half a ring, Han Zixie's eyes widened, and he looked at the broken blade in front of him in disbelief, he didn't expect that such a sharp and powerful broken blade could not be refined, it was not a treasure of spiritual refining!

"Is it because it's damaged, so it can't be refined?"

"Huh!" Han Zixi sighed, and was about to put the Broken Blade into the storage bracelet, when he sighed lightly and found that he couldn't put the Broken Blade into it!

"Strange, strange!" When Han Zixie was about to put the Broken Blade into the storage bracelet, the Broken Blade seemed to emit a wave of resistance, as if Han Zixie's behavior was insulting it, and he was surprised in his heart.

At this moment, Han Zixie's expression moved, since he came here, his divine consciousness has always been dispersed, and within his divine consciousness, there is a corridor on the third floor below the stone room where he is.

In the hallway, there were two six-foot-tall teenagers, one with a black face and the other with a yellow face, and the two of them were talking with pride, but their eyes were full of admiration and excitement.

"Tomorrow is October 15th, and it is the time when the East Desolate God Bell in my village is opened once a year, I don't know if Brother Chongming can break through the six breaths this time and achieve another great result!" said the yellow-faced young man, with anticipation in his eyes.

"In my opinion, even if Brother Chongming can't break through the six breaths this time, he will definitely break through the six breaths before the age of eighteen, reach the seven breaths, and hit a record high. The black-faced boy said affirmatively.

"By the way, have you heard that Lord Shao Shen came back from this outing and brought two people, one of them is said to have been brought by the Fist Village, a woman, I heard that the qualifications are good, how about the two of us go about training?" said the yellow-faced young man with a wicked smile.

"Look at your little bit of appearance, I'm more interested in the other person that the Young God Lord brought back. The black-faced boy smiled.

"I don't know what the Young Divine Lord brought him back for, I think he's like he's never had a full meal, that's why he's grown into that thin and short look. The yellow-faced young man snorted coldly, with a look of disdain.

In the stone room, Han Zixi sat on the stone bed, hearing the words of the dark-skinned young man, especially seeing his meaningful smile, Han Zixi felt a chill all over his body for some reason.

"Your uncle, you dare to say that your Uncle Han is a thin monkey, how can it be reasonable. Han Zixie looked angry, and thought in his heart that he must teach the yellow-faced young man a lesson when he has the opportunity, no, he wants to teach both of them a lesson......

"However, what is the Eastern Wilderness God Clock, which will be opened tomorrow?" Han Zixie's eyes were a little confused, and a curiosity rose in his heart.

"Hehe, little stone room, what can I do!" Han Zixie's eyes rolled, and the curiosity that could not be solved Han Zixie suppressed, the curiosity that could be satisfied, and Han Zixie would never give up if he was not satisfied.

In the place where it is a few miles away from the pyramid, there is a stone mountain here, this mountain is not high, but it is not a hundred zhang, the mountain is even, and a stone staircase leads to the top of the mountain on all sides.

At the top of the stone hill is a wide dam with an exquisite stone tower, and in the middle of the dam in front of the stone tower, there is a stone platform on which two huge stone pillars stand.

Between the stone pillars, there is a three-zhang sized, quaint golden bell, on which there are a large number of ancient texts, there is a force like the power of heaven to disperse, the entire stone mountain shrouded!

The sky is clear, and the autumn is crisp.

A large number of people gathered around the stone mountain, all of them were tall and abnormal, with an average height of about seven feet, showing a fierce atmosphere, like a giant country.

"It's really a pity, there is coercion in the Divine Mountain, and those who do not have the strength of the Divine Cultivation Realm cannot step into it. ”

"Hehe, it's okay, I'll tell you when I come down when I go up and watch. ”

"I don't know if Ye Chongming can break through the six breaths today and refresh history again. ”

Immortals have immortals, and gods have gods.

There are ten immortals in Xianyin Village, and Shenyin Village corresponds to it, there are ten major gods, and the origin of the ten gods in Shenyin Village is very simple, first of all, it is to rely on the East Wilderness Divine Bell on Shenshan Mountain to test, as long as people under the age of eighteen are eligible to participate in the test.

The so-called test means that the person who participates in the test, before the god bell, strikes the god bell with all his might, and can make the god bell vibrate without retreating, can be called the god son of the god hidden village.

However, it is too rare to be able to strike at the Divine Bell with all its strength without retreating.

There are not 100,000 teenagers under the age of 18 in Shenyin Village, but there are 80,000, not to mention the bombardment of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell, they are qualified to resist the coercion of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell, and the teenagers who set foot on the top of the Divine Mountain are not even a thousand.

All the teenagers who can walk on the sacred mountain, each one is one in a hundred.

And among these thousand people, there are less than twenty people who can strike at the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell with all their strength and not retreat, and these twenty people can be called the gods of Shenyin Village.

The selection of the top ten gods is determined according to the time when the East Wilderness God Bell vibrates, and there are only about thirteen people who can make the East Wilderness God Bell vibrate for more than one breath, and among these people, there are only five people who can make the East Wilderness God Bell vibrate to three breaths, and there is only one person with four breaths now.

There are no five breaths, but there is one person who makes the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell vibrate to six breaths, and the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell vibrates to six breaths, in the history of Shenyin Village, under the age of eighteen, it has not appeared, but now there is an existence like a true god's son, he is Ye Chongming in the mouth of everyone.

Therefore, except for the seven people who have reached more than three breaths, the remaining six people are through the competition to obtain the last three places of the ten gods.

At this moment, on the sacred mountain, the dam of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell has gathered thousands of onlookers, not far from the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell, there is a stone chair, on which sits an energetic old man, although he is still old and strong, his eyes are closed, as if waiting.

At this time, at the foot of the Sacred Mountain, there stood an extremely thin figure from Shenyin Village, with a broken blade tied to his back that was only three feet long, looking at the stone staircase of the Sacred Mountain with an excited face.