Chapter 500: I'd rather kill the wrong one than miss it
Chapter 500: It’s better to kill the wrong person than to miss it
The light of the little sun was so powerful that its dazzling light dispelled the darkness, making it as bright as day within a radius of five hundred miles.
Just when people were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, the little sun suddenly exploded without warning and turned into countless streams of fire, dragging long fire tails and pouring down like a heavy rain.
The entire Sun Temple was shrouded in a shower of sparks.
The crowd couldn't help but exclaimed!
These flowing fires trailing fire tails are astonishingly powerful. Even if you look at them from a distance, you can feel their terrifying power of destroying the world! If you are hit, not even ashes will be left!
Boom boom boom!
Intense rumblings were heard, and the ground shook violently. The cultivators standing on the ground flew into the sky one after another. However, at this moment, a forceful wave of air rushed in front of them. They only felt their bodies tighten, as if someone had violently kicked them.
He pushed. Suddenly he could no longer stabilize his body, and it was blowing like dead leaves in the wind. Everyone's expressions changed in shock, and they quickly tried to steady themselves. However, in the blink of an eye, they were pushed away forcibly.
Ten feet away!
The people who had just recovered from the shock looked at the temple and couldn't help but take a breath of air. They saw that the originally dazzling temple had been completely swallowed up by the dust in the sky. A loud rumbling sound was faintly heard from inside, and the dust was stirring endlessly!
What on earth...is going on?
People looked at each other, at a loss.
Zuo Mo took a long breath, and his whole body felt sore. He just mobilized the power of the temple, and almost all the divine power in his body was consumed.
When he saw the hurried appearance of everyone in the flames, he felt extremely relieved. Especially the masked assassin, who fell into the Gengjin Secret Realm and was chased by a gold man in a panic. Zuo Mo let out a big sigh of relief.
Mask boy, take your time and enjoy!
Zuo Mo smiled, turned around and ran away.
After tens of thousands of years of consumption without replenishment, the power of the temple has been exhausted to the bottom. And there are many places that have become ineffective due to disrepair. Although Zuo Mo just activated the last remaining power of the temple, but
He couldn't guarantee that he could trap these people.
Especially those three Nascent Souls, the power of their attacks made Zuo Mo's scalp numb.
The most powerful of the three Nascent Souls is the old man trapped in the Mitu Secret Realm. The entire Mitu Secret Realm was almost demolished by him! The guy guarding the Mitu Secret Realm is named Zugui, and he is very powerful.
, but was suppressed to death by this old man. Moreover, the old man seemed to be very clear about the layout, and his actions were very targeted.
This gave Zuo Mo a strong sense of crisis.
He must find the treasure sealed in the temple before these people are entangled, and then leave quietly. Otherwise, not only will the treasure not be obtained, but also whether he can escape will be questionable.
But he also has an advantage. After being recognized by the temple, everything in the temple is imprinted in his mind. No one knows better than him where the treasure is.
Without a trace of hesitation, he mustered up all his strength and ran forward. He stuffed the elixir into his mouth as if he wanted no crystals to replenish his spiritual power. He was as hungry and thirsty as a long-dried desert. As soon as the elixir's power entered his throat,
It turned into strands of spiritual power and penetrated into every part of his body.
The spiritual power in his body was quickly transformed into demonic body and spiritual consciousness, and the power in his body was rapidly restored.
He ran faster and faster, and not long after, Zuo Mo, who had recovered his demonic body, summoned the Mingxu Wing, and his speed increased sharply, like a golden lightning bolt.
The inside of the temple was much larger than it looked from the outside. Zuo Mo ran for half an hour before reaching his destination.
In front of him was a door nine feet high. The door was made of bronze and was surprisingly thick. In the center of the door was a bright sun. Around this sun, ten golden crows spread their wings and flew around.
A look of excitement appeared on Zuo Mo's face.
Elder Shen was extremely anxious.
The sun suddenly burst in the sky just now, and his heart skipped a beat. The worst case scenario has occurred! Descendants of the Sun Tribe! There are actually descendants of the Sun Tribe alive!
If it was just a guess before, then everything that happened now confirmed his guess.
If you are not a descendant of the Sun Tribe, you will never be able to control the Sun Temple, and the opponent is very likely to have direct blood from the Sun Tribe!
If this news spreads, I don’t know what kind of uproar it will cause!
Descendants of ancient tribes have always been the object of jealousy by various sects. As long as they are discovered, they will be secretly removed immediately. On this point, the various sects of Kunlun in the Four Realms have maintained a surprisingly tacit understanding. It is precisely because of these thousands of years.
With the eradication, the ancient bloodline has long since disappeared.
The former first tribe, the Sun Tribe, was the top priority in the elimination. How could anyone slip through the net?
Seeing the sand puppets on the opposite side gather together again, Elder Shen's face turned gloomy. This was already the sixth time.
Zugui, the guardian of the Mitu Secret Realm, was from the Shatu Tribe, one of the Nine Tribes. Although the leader and others found a way to deal with it, it was not easy to completely break up the other party for a while. Maybe at that time
Zu Gui is not a strong person, but nowadays, he can definitely join the ranks of first-class experts! What's more, in this secret realm, Zu Gui's strength can be fully displayed.
The leader told him that if he met Zu Gui and scattered his body to the thirteenth time, there would be a chance for a fatal blow!
But thirteen times...
Is there still enough time?
Elder Shen's heart was filled with gloom.
The masked assassin was in a very embarrassed state. The guy in front of him was covered with flying swords and could not be hurt. He tried his best to leave a wound on the opponent, but in the blink of an eye, he recovered as before.
"Be careful, this guy is from the Silver Tribe!" the middle-aged man shouted loudly from behind, with an anxious look on his face.
The two figures in the sky were like two bolts of lightning.
"Grandma, it's bad luck!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but yelled: "There are still fish in the Sun Tribe that have slipped through the net? Scum! What a scumbag! After thousands of years of purification, it has not been completely eliminated. What kind of broken sect, every one of them is fucking
All are big colanders!”
Cursing and cursing, he was extremely anxious.
How could he have thought that there really were descendants of the sun? The nagging guy at the time had promised him with a slap on his chest that there were absolutely no descendants of the sun, so he came over to try and get a piece of it.
According to this guy's method that never failed in the past, he believed it and hired a masked assassin to come running around. Who would have expected that not only would a Descendant of the Sun suddenly appear out of nowhere, but they would also be trapped in the secret realm of Gengjin.
What is bad luck?
This is!
It goes without saying that the masked assassin is strong, but it also depends on the situation. The kind of hard-fought fight with swords and guns in front of him is the masked assassin who is least good at fighting. But the secret realm is their territory, and the method of stealth and stealth is not good at all.
It won't work at all in the secret realm.
How many lifetimes of bad luck will it take to fall to this level?
The middle-aged man wants to cry but has no tears!
Zuo Mo pressed his hand on the bronze door, and the sun crystal seed in his body suddenly became hot. A stream of heat flowed out from the sun crystal seed, from Zuo Mo's arm, into the bronze door.
The sun pattern on the bronze door suddenly lit up.
The bronze door that had been closed for tens of thousands of years slowly opened, and the world behind the door appeared in front of him bit by bit.
Zuo Mo took a deep breath, raised his legs and walked toward the door.
The door behind the door is not too big. The priest's hall here is the daily living place of the priests. In ancient times, due to the need for sacrifices, the status of priests was extremely honorable. In terms of status, they were only lower than the totem strong men, and they were also
He is in charge of the daily affairs of the tribe and has a high position of authority.
In every temple, the priest's hall is the most important area.
Zuo Mo didn't stop and walked straight in. Some primitive and simple utensils could be seen along the road, but Zuo Mo didn't stop. These utensils seemed complete, but as long as they were blown lightly, they would turn into fly ash and dissipate.
Without a trace. For tens of thousands of years, it is impossible for ordinary artifacts to survive.
Despite its high position and authority, the layout of the priest's hall does not have a sense of luxury. They are all ordinary utensils.
After passing through the daily living quarters of the priests, Zuo Mo came to the sacrificial chamber deep in the priest's hall.
The sacrificial room was not big and the layout was extremely simple. There was a bronze table in the middle. As soon as Zuo Mo came in, he was attracted by something on the bronze table.
That is a golden leaf.
This leaf is the only thing without dust in the whole room. It emits a faint golden light, flickering on and off, like a baby's breath.
Zuo Mo knew it was not an ordinary product at the first glance. He was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up.
As soon as the leaf is taken into hand, the golden light disappears, revealing its original appearance. The entire leaf is about the size of a palm, as if made of gold, but the veins on it are lifelike, without any trace of artificial carving.
Zuo Mo had a vague intuition that this gold leaf was not an artificial thing, but a natural thing.
The fool also knew that this gold leaf was not an ordinary thing. Time was urgent, so Zuo Mo didn't bother to take a closer look and quickly put it into the ring. He raised his head and glanced at the dusty bronze and golden crow statue on the table. Zuo Mo hesitated for a moment.
Sweep it into the ring as well.
With the determination that he would rather kill the wrong person than miss it, Zuo Mo didn't even let go of the bronze table and directly absorbed it into the ring.
There were two rows of bronze cabinets next to the bronze table. The cabinets were piled with rotten things. They must have been filled with things before. Zuo Mo didn't mind them being dirty and started to fumble around quickly.
He believes that as long as there is no corruption, it is a good thing.
Tens of thousands of years are like a butcher's knife. If you are not a good pig with thick and strong skin, it will not survive.
Not to mention, he really gained something.
A piece of turtle shell with burnt marks, seven fangs of an unknown monster, and a short wooden stick full of scars.
Zuo Mo was so inspired that he put the two rows of bronze cabinets directly into the ring without saying a word.
It's a pity that the door is too big and can't be removed...
Zuo Mo smacked his lips with regret.
After looking around to make sure nothing was missing, Zuo Mo left the sacrificial room.
After searching in his mind, the next target quickly entered Zuo Mo's field of vision.