The sound of heavy footsteps came from the dimly lit temple. The surrounding walls and pillars were flashing with faint holy light. Tens of thousands of years had passed without leaving any trace on them.
Dong Yanlong's breathing was a little heavy, and he fell weakly to the ground. His eyes were slightly dull as he stared at the dim sacred pattern on the top of the temple. Dong Yanlong was injured, and it was still very serious. The high-grade saint on his body
There were cracks on his armor, and the most obvious one was a ferocious sword mark on his chest.
This is the latest wound. Not long ago, Dong Yanlong suffered an attack. The stone puppets, whose strength was comparable to the eighteenth-level holy weapon, even the top-grade holy weapons, could hardly leave wounds on their bodies.
.About a hundred statues guarded the main road, blocking Dong Yanlong's only way out.
He took a hard breath, and Dong Yanlong's mouth was full of fishy smell. He felt that his internal organs were broken. He had no choice but to enter this dilapidated temple. As the leader of the Dongyan clan, Dong Yanlong naturally knew about the sacred things.
Some legends about the palace say that this is the core of the entire third-level killing world. As long as someone can control this place, not only can they control the entire third-level killing world, but they can also open the entrance to the fourth-level killing world.
Over ten thousand years, many Dongyan clan members have entered this kind of temple. They wanted to find a way to control this temple, but without exception, everyone failed. No one who went deep into the temple came out alive.
. If possible, Dong Yanlong would not go deep into the core of the temple. He knows his own abilities. If he does not have the strength to perfect the holy realm, he will definitely go in and never return.
It's a pity that the sudden arrival of the powerful Huyan clan forced Dongyanlong to choose this way of escape. The core of the temple was indeed extremely dangerous, and the few powerful Huyan clan men who came after them had long been killed by the stone puppets hidden in the temple.
The death was so miserable that even a strong man like him would be horrified to see it.
The world here is a world of killing. As the core temple, it is naturally the core of all killings. Ancient sacred patterns are engraved everywhere in the hall. They are simple and beautiful, as if they are interpreting the most ancient laws.
Lying paralyzed on the ground, Dong Yanlong's eyes fell on the sacred pattern on the top of the palace. He practiced the law of killing. He had thousands of them in his body, and nearly two-thirds of them turned into the original law. Dong Yanlong
With his cultivation level, all the sacred patterns on the roof of the temple, on the walls, and in the temple seemed to be a law of killing. It was so huge and so amazing that he felt a sense of surprise. He had only mastered a few thousand of them. This was
What a small thing.
Gazing across these sacred patterns, the law of killing in Dongyanlong's body resonated, and the ancient and mysterious lines emitted the hottest brilliance. Because of the resonance, the power of the law in the body grew stronger, and Dongyanlong's clear induction
There are several more laws that are approaching perfection and reaching the source.
Sighing slightly, this temple is definitely the best place to test for a holy martial artist who has practiced the way of killing. Of course, if there is no restriction of entry and exit, everything will be even more perfect. The sacred martial arts
The power of recovery can only be described as amazing. Many of the broken internal organs in the body were restored in just a short period of time by Dong Yanlong.
After struggling to get up, Dong Yanlong took a hard look at the direction of the exit. He knew that there were nearly a hundred stone puppets of the same level guarding him. Even if he had advanced to the Perfection Holy Realm, he could not easily leave. Since he could not leave, he had no choice but to leave.
Going deeper, Dong Yanlong didn't have any confidence. No one in his tribe had ever succeeded in thousands of years. He didn't think he could be the lucky one. Maybe he would be buried here forever.
The temple covers an area of hundreds of miles, with countless palaces inside. It is not easy to find the real core. The most important thing is that there must be unimaginable crises inside. As we go deeper, the cold atmosphere becomes stronger and stronger.
, Even though he is already an eighteenth-level holy martial artist, Dong Yanlong still has a creepy feeling.
Since entering this core place, Dong Yanlong did not dare to move around at will, and his activity area was only the palace on the edge. This was the first time he left that safe place. A shadow appeared, as if the Holy Spirit
The unknown beings in the palace knew that the secret passage was coming, and vaguely heard the sound of footsteps, which were very dense and coming from far to near.
A dull atmosphere enveloped the temple, and there was a crisp "click" sound, as if a temple door that had been closed for countless years was opened, and a heart-stopping power spread.
Dong Yanlong stopped. He saw several corpses. Their heads were all missing. The heads without any decay rolled aside, and the blood that had not yet dried was splashed on the wall. The heads were chopped off, and their faces were stained.
Still retaining their pre-temporary fear, they seemed to have encountered an existence that made their souls tremble.
Dong Yanlong's heart felt cold, and the corpse on the ground exuded a terrifying pressure. Even he who had reached the peak of the eighteenth heaven felt depressed.
These people are all Saint Martial Arts of the Perfection Realm!
Who killed them?
The bitterness in Dongyanlong's mouth was enough to instantly kill the existence of the Holy Warrior of the Perfection Realm. If such a terrifying existence exists in this temple, it can explain why no one in the past has been able to leave this temple.
Suddenly, Dong Yanlong's pupils shrank, and his eyes fell on the arms of these headless corpses. A golden characteristic badge was unusually eye-catching.
"Is this the Golden Dragon Guard?"
Dong Yanlong's tone was full of surprise, and he stared at the corpse that had been dead for an unknown number of years. He said in confusion: "Why did the Golden Dragon Guards appear here? They should be in the middle of the Heavenly Realm.
I heard that it was a super dynasty, how could their people show up there and have their heads chopped off?"
Dong Yanlong thought a lot in an instant. The Forbidden Land was an incredible existence, just an ordinary divine city. There was no way a temple of this level could exist in its world. Something must have happened in the distant past, but even if
As the leader of the clan, he couldn't find any clues.
Dong Yanlong raised his head and looked into the depths of the temple. He had a vague understanding. Perhaps controlling this temple could reveal the reason for the existence of this forbidden place. It's just that it is so difficult to control the temple, even if it is powerful.
All the Golden Dragon Guards were killed instantly, and the secrets hidden in such a temple were beyond his ability to explore. However, he was already trapped in this place. Apart from moving forward, Dong Yanlong didn’t think he had any other way out.
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Sighing slightly, Dong Yanlong calmed down his mind, stepped over the corpses of several Golden Dragon Guards, and trudged forward towards the temple.
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The number and quality of the undead in the third-level world far exceed those in the second-level world. Although Xiao Zhan has nine powerful holy warriors around him, he still dare not take it lightly as he travels all the way. There are saints in the perfection realm here.
Wu, the strongest one has reached the peak level. Although he is not comparable to the 100,000 powerful female guards in his previous life, for him now, he can only hide as far as he can.
This is not to say that Xiao Zhan has no way to deal with beings of this level, but in this third-level killing world, every undead spirit that has perfected the holy realm has a huge number of followers. This kind of thing is not a hornet's nest.
He wouldn't do it if it was beneficial.
Sneaking carefully, Xiao Zhan and his group approached the temple. He saw more than a dozen masters from the Huyan clan, three of whom were in the Perfection realm, and the rest, the worst ones, were from the Seventeenth Heaven. This was a powerful force.
, Xiao Zhan has two holy weapons of the eighteenth level in his hands. After transferring the "realm increase", their strength will definitely reach the perfection of the holy realm.
Logically speaking, these two people alone can take care of these guys, but when Xiao Zhan saw the most powerful holy weapon of the Huyan clan, something vaguely told him that things were not that simple.
Xiao Zhan observed for a while. The large area with the temple as the center was a vacuum zone. There were no other dead spirits approaching here. He did not think this was due to the existence of the temple, because in this situation he was surrounded by those powerful Perfectionists.
It has been seen on the Holy Realm of Perfection. As long as there is a Holy Realm of Perfection sitting there, a certain area will become its sphere of influence, and other undead souls are not allowed to get close. There are two Holy Realm of Perfection and Necromancer closest to the temple. They
The strength is very strong, and the strength of the middle level will definitely sweep away the strong men of the first level of the Holy Realm of Perfection.
To be able to make such a powerful undead dare not approach shows that there is something here that these guys are afraid of. There is no doubt that these Huyan clan holy warriors are not easy to mess with, so choosing to attack by force is not a good choice.
Xiao Zhan wanted to catch all these guys in one fell swoop, but he didn't want to use his own power. There were so many terrifying undead souls in this third-level killing world. If he didn't make good use of them, wouldn't he be in trouble with himself?
What is the most attractive thing to this group of undead? Xiao Zhan already felt it on the second level. He handed a top-quality holy weapon to Xue Kuang, the guy who killed ten thousand purple-gold skeletons.
The guy is now resurrected, and his strength has reached the eighteenth level. After acquiring the skill "Realm Amplification", his strength can reach the Holy Realm of Perfection.
The holy weapon that Xiao Zhan gave to Xue Kuang was very unique. Even the dead could regenerate their flesh and blood and be fully resurrected after wearing it. This holy weapon was refined by Xiao Mei herself. She was left alone in purgatory.
, he has refined many similar holy weapons for the convenience of resurrection. As long as Xiao Zhan puts enough "devil seeds" into this holy weapon and then throws it into this third-level killing world, he guarantees that after a period of time, he will
Able to subdue a large group of resurrected undead.
Since we were looking for it, we naturally had to find the one with the strongest strength. Xue Kuang took action, and this holy weapon was obtained by a high-ranking holy undead spirit. At first, this crown-style holy weapon only had a faint trace of life force overflowing.
After obtaining this high-ranking holy undead spirit, I felt a life force coming through my palm as soon as my hand touched it, and his already necrotic flesh and blood actually exuded vitality.
The eyes of this dead spirit shone with ecstasy, and he clutched the crown tightly, wrapping it with a killing force. His eyes looked around cautiously, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch the sacred weapon in his hand.