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Chapter 130: The Corpse of the Saint

The temple forged from the black golden sacred wood is dark and dim, flickering with dim light, which reflects the vicissitudes of the ages. Eight white jade statues stand quietly around the hall, distributed irregularly. Five of them have been completely damaged, and the other three have been completely damaged.

Zun also has different injuries.

The simple stone statue in the center of the palace silently stared at the space, with two corpses lying in front of it.

Suddenly, the jar in the stone statue's hand emitted a faint black light, and a piece of red cloud burst out from the stone jar, transforming into a handsome young man dressed in red.

Su Yu returned to this small world. The moment he appeared, the laws of space circulated, and the endless magical runes turned into a golden avenue, and he moved to the exit of the palace.

He stared at the goddess sculpture with a solemn expression. This stone statue had a great secret, and the space transmission in it seemed to be uncontrollable. Once he felt the breath of the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, he would automatically activate the spell array.

Su Yu lowered his gaze and focused on the two sacred corpses under the stone statues.

One of the corpses was wearing a Taoist robe, with gray hair scattered on the ground, and there were drops of golden blood on one side, while the other's clothes looked familiar to Su Yu, with the logo of the Huanggu Ji family on it.

These two corpses exuded a powerful aura of the holy way, and the terrifying holy power filled the entire Wujin Palace, which was eye-catching. The weak were not even qualified to approach these two corpses.

"Tens of thousands of years...or is it because of these two holy corpses?"

The aura of the Taoist saint's corpse was very piercing, especially the golden bloodstains under the corpse, which were extremely bright and dazzling. The golden glow exuded a sacred aura. However, the corpse of another Ji family saint was well preserved and there was no blood on the spot.

Su Yu stared at the stone statue, and the divine light from Yuantian's divine eye was projected on the stone jar. Through his heavenly eye, he saw countless imprints of laws on the surface of the stone jar.

Moreover, the rune patterns that were originally evenly distributed seemed to have been destroyed. At the center of the stone jar, which is the eye of the grimace mask, a small part of the divine pattern on the left eye has been erased, and the rest of the Taoist energy has been erased.

The divine pattern is still intact.

Su Yu stared at the corpse under the stone statue, and had some guesses in his mind. The two holy corpses, the Taoist corpse in Taoist robes, should be a saint, and the saint ancestor of the Ji family had a restrained aura, but the pressure of the holy way emanated from him.

Su Yu had experienced it with Princess Shencan.

A saint and a saint king, the latter is also the saint ancestor of the Huangguji family, and...

Su Yu continued to visit the body of the Ji family saint. Suddenly, his eyes stung and he bowed down. Part of his spiritual thoughts were wiped out.

The holy corpse erupted with a shocking divine light and turned into a dark hand seal. The terrifying Void Principle condensed in it did not disturb the incomplete imperial formation in the hall. It rushed straight towards Su Yu with a shocking momentum.

Come.

Between the electric light and flint, a black light dropped from the sky-swallowing demon cap above Su Yu's head, blocking the divine light. There was a big collision between the dark handprints and the black light, and there was a loud sound, and everything fell into eternal silence.

Su Yu reluctantly stood up, his face a little ugly, the divine light just now completely destroyed part of his consciousness.

He saw two blood-stained Dao bones under the holy corpse. The aura was completely different from the two corpses. It was obviously another saint, and the attack method formed by the Dao bones was the Great Void Hand Seal.

Three saints actually died in this temple...

Su Yu turned around and left, flying out of the Taoist palace. He did not dare to use his divine eyes to investigate any more. The divine thoughts he released were not protected by the imperial soldiers. If he was killed again, his Taoist palace god would definitely

He will be severely injured. He is just a clone. For him, this small world is extremely dangerous.

He directly activated the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Cap, asking it to pull the domain gate of this world, start the formation crossing, and return to the Yunduan Mountains.

Su Yu himself in the Yunduan Mountains is still waiting. Ever since Dao Palace God only stepped into that small world of saints, the space laws of the holy Dao level have blocked the connection between the two.

All he could do was wait silently, if it was impossible to recall the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Cap again.

Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, the feeling of the fellow Dao Palace God reappeared, and he soon knew everything that the Dao Palace God had experienced.

"The small world left by the ruthless lineage! Two corpses of the Holy Dao!"

Su Yu was a little surprised. He originally just wanted to open a domain gate, but he didn't expect that there was a small world with five holy magic arrays, an incomplete imperial array, and even two intact corpses of saints.

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In his eyes, it is not difficult for the Taoist gods to find the remains of saints. This small world is definitely a sacred place. The only pity is that the damage is a bit serious. There are thirteen levels in the eighteenth-level heavenly palace.

The temple was smashed into pieces, and the other five temples also suffered varying degrees of damage.

Soon, his Dao Palace God walked out of the earth's veins, appeared in front of him, and then turned into a ball of fire divine light and integrated into his body.

When the Fire God only returned to his position, Su Yu activated his divine power and appeared directly in front of the underground stone gate. He activated the Sky-Swallowing Demon Cap, reopened the domain gate and descended into this small world.

It was still the scene in his memory. Su Yu felt the spatial laws of this world. This was a small world of void.

He looked at the countless wreckage floating in the distance. The ruined palaces from thirteen directions were located in the void, desolate and lifeless.

He walked into the first intact palace. The magnificent palace made of ink jade towered among the clouds. Countless clouds surrounded the corners of the palace, like an immortal palace in the mythical era.

There are a total of seventeen corpses in the main hall. After tens of thousands of years of time, these bones still emit powerful fluctuations. They are all the bones of the second heaven of Sendai.

These bones are all silvery white, flowing with crystal brilliance.

Su Yu's eyes were condensed with purple light. With his eyesight, he could see the quality of these bones at a glance. These bones of the Second Immortal were basically of no use. They had been decayed by the years. The supernatural power exuding on the surface was just the last.

Just a touch of brilliance.

Without precious coffins, the corpses of monks from the second heaven of Sendai cannot survive tens of thousands of years. They will only be completely washed away by the power of time. Even the king of the third heaven of Sendai is no exception. Only the remains of the holy way exist.

Can resist the corrosion of time.

Su Yu took away all the artifacts left behind by the corpses. The materials of some of the artifacts made him a little tempted.

A Nine-Storied Heavenly Pagoda made from the Nine-Sky Blue Moon Jade Sacrifice. This is definitely a top-quality holy master-level magic weapon. Tens of thousands of years later, it will still be as radiant as new when it is seen in the sky, and the Taoist patterns in it will be completely preserved.

However, there are only a small number of immortal magical weapons made of this rare divine material. Most of the magical weapons, like their masters, have greatly reduced spirituality.


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