The third thousand one hundred and eighth chapter ancient text
Although the Lin family is not as prosperous as the Wanbao Pavilion, it is also famous in a certain city, with influence spread over thousands of miles, and is respected by countless families.
As the daughter of the Lin family, Lin Qingling is not weak in cultivation and pretty in appearance, so she is naturally liked by many young talents.
Now he is treating Wang Teng like this. If others find out, I don’t know how many people will be heartbroken.
"What is this item?"
Then, Wang Teng turned his palm and took out a black iron block, which was a bit old. He frowned and said in thought.
This black piece of iron was exactly what Liu Hao lost to him when he and Liu Hao had a bet when he first entered the treasure house.
There are some strange lines on the iron block, like some kind of inscription from ancient times, which makes people wonder.
Wang Teng's soul power is already extremely powerful, but his soul power has turned into strands of silk. If he wants to penetrate into the black iron block, he can still feel a strong resistance.
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This surprised him slightly. With his current power of soul, there were not many items that he couldn't explore.
"Try it and see. If it is detected, there should be some clues."
Daming Tianzun said at this time.
At that time, when Liu Hao just took out the object, he realized something was wrong. It would have been difficult for Wang Teng's soul power to break through this black iron block before, but now he can give it a try. After all,
After Wang Teng's soul power was condensed into the main hall, its power increased too much.
Wang Teng licked his lips gently and nodded heavily. He also felt that there might be some secrets inside the black iron block.
Buzz! At that moment, within Wang Teng's eyebrows, the endless power of the soul immediately flowed out like a big river and the sea, causing the space to ripple sharply, and even vaguely heard the sounds of gods and demons.
A roaring sound.
Wang Teng's spiritual power was flowing continuously, turning into steel needles one after another, trying to penetrate the rebounding force on the iron block.
Under such continuous attacks, one can even vaguely see that the overflowing rebounding force on the black iron block is like an invisible mask, which has been punched with a groove and is constantly sinking downwards.
"This is the text from the early days of the Xutian era..." Hei Lao's face suddenly changed. As the black iron block overflowed with rebound power, some special lines on it began to glow, and there were also some strange words.
Jump out.
Some characters are like lying cows, some characters are like immortals and phoenixes, some characters are like old people, and some characters are like children... They are extremely lifelike and obscure.
It seems that every word contains special energy, which makes the mask on the black iron block extremely strong.
At the point where Wang Teng has entered the Yuanshen Palace, even if he reaches the peak of the Yuanshen Palace, he probably won't be able to shake it.
Hei Lao was a little shocked. After all, he had lived a long time and had read many ancient books. He knew that these texts belonged to the early days of the Xutian era. The span of the entire Xutian era was several million years. The Great Ancient Immortal Emperor
He was the last emperor of the Xutian Era, and the Xingchen Emperor was the first emperor of the Xutian Era. It was so far away from that period that even at the end of the Xutian Era, it was extremely difficult to find some of the writings left in the early days.
What's more, now?
He didn't expect that there were writings from that period inside the black iron block.
This is amazing.
It must be extraordinary that these fonts have survived for so many years.
"Writings from the early days of the Xutian era?"
Wan Qing'er and Wan Bao'er were both slightly surprised when they heard this. What a long period of time it was. Even in the depths of the ancient world, many archaeologists with white hair and beards wanted to find some clues of that period.
It's also extremely difficult.
There are such words inside the black iron block, which is indeed of great significance.
The most important thing is that these fonts not only exist, but also have mysterious power, adding a layer of mystery to them.
If this layer of confinement is opened, the secret inside should be extraordinary.
Wang Teng's heartbeat also suddenly accelerated, feeling that he might have found a treasure this time.
At this moment, the power of the soul within his eyebrows was much more surging, and the light shield on the black iron block was really showing signs of collapse.
Boom! However, at this moment, a scene suddenly appeared that made Wang Teng change his color. He saw some golden words jumping out of the black iron block again. They still belonged to the early stage of the Xutian era, but compared with the previous black words
, appeared much more solid, and also carried a great magnanimity, like golden gods one after another, resurrected, with a sense of overwhelming power and domineering power.
Wang Teng instantly felt that the power of his soul had been greatly shocked, and he felt a pain between his eyebrows.
He even heard that these golden words seemed to contain the will of the gods. A loud shout exploded in his mind, saying: "You bold young man, you dare to blaspheme the relics of gods, you are seeking death!"
These sounds are so loud that outsiders cannot hear them. They are like ten thousand bells and bells. They are constantly trembling in Wang Teng's mind. This special space in Wang Teng's mind is tearing open terrifying space cracks.
, as if this world is about to collapse.
"what happened?"
Wang Teng was shocked and angry. What was shocking was that he did not expect that the golden words could have such terrifying power. What was angry was that his current power of the soul had reached the point where the soul became a temple.
He was extremely arrogant. These golden words dared to be arrogant within the space of his soul. How bold! Even if the words from the early days of the Xutian era had been left behind for so long, they still had secret powers, so they should be extraordinary.
For Wang Teng to reach such heights, the arrogance in his body has also been developed.
Naturally, I felt a little unhappy.
If he hadn't already become a soul, I'm afraid just this sound could collapse his soul world and turn him into a corpse.
Wang Teng felt a little chill in his heart.
"Junior, get out of here quickly, take away the power of your soul, and don't blaspheme the gods. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place. Do you understand?"
Among those golden words, there was a group of will, and such a voice came out. Invisibly, Wang Teng felt that a group of golden light emerged in his mind, showing a golden shadow. His true face could not be seen clearly, but it was full of energy.
Majesty, with a pair of terrifying and intimidating eyes, stared at Wang Teng and shouted in a deep voice.
This is astonishing. The shadow in the golden light is like an unparalleled god-king, sitting there cross-legged, showing an air of lording over the world and being arrogant in all directions.
Wisps of invincible will surged through his body, making people feel like they wanted to surrender.
If Hei Lao, Wan Qing'er, or Wan Baoer saw it, they would be so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
