"Oh my god, where is this? Bones are everywhere, and there is no end as far as the eye can see. Is this hell?"
"Haha, with such rich spiritual energy and powerful power laws, how can it be hell? This is clearly a holy land for cultivation!"
People from the world also came in, some were frightened and some were surprised.
But after the short-term shock or surprise, orders were sent one after another to send people back to the sect to report the news.
Some people are impatient to find a secluded place to practice.
Some people fly to the battlefield of bones, dreaming of finding treasures among the bones.
Some people followed Zhang Xiaozu and others closely, thinking that they would get something to eat by following them.
Roar!
In the library, the guardian beasts seemed to feel something, and suddenly they all looked at the door of space and roared.
There was a deep sadness in the roar.
They seem to be crying.
"Senior, have you discovered anything?"
After flying above the battlefield for a while, Zhang Xiaozu asked Jiang Tianyue.
Jiang Tianyue shook his head, looked down at the battlefield of piles of bones and replied: "There are no valuable discoveries for the time being."
But after a pause, he continued: "It is rumored that before the first century in ancient times, there was another century in Jiuzhou Continent, which was called the Age of Gods."
"I don't know what happened later. The gods suddenly disappeared, and the civilization of the age of gods also disappeared with them. Nowadays, only a few broken tiles and broken bricks can be found in a few ancient ruins, telling that the age of gods seemed to really exist.
."
"If the Age of Gods really existed, would this be the place where the gods disappeared?"
He raised his own questions.
Zhang Xiaozu and others were only shocked after hearing this, because their understanding of ancient history was extremely poor and they were unable to discuss it with Jiang Tianyue.
When Jiang Tianyue saw that no one answered, he couldn't help but muttered: "It would be nice if my old friends were here."
After crossing the battlefield of thousands of miles, a few people arrived in front of the palace.
"Senior, do you recognize these three words on the plaque?" Zhou Jianlai pointed to the plaque on the door and asked Jiang Tianyue.
"The Temple of War." Jiang Tianyue replied, "This is the oldest writing in Jiuzhou Continent, and it is called ancestral writing by us."
After saying that, he flew up and took off the plaque, with a look of surprise on his face, as if he had obtained a treasure.
For him who is dedicated to studying ancient history, this is indeed a treasure.
Several people stepped into the palace gate, crossed the main road, climbed the ascending dragon steps, and arrived in front of the main hall.
The scene in the main hall remained the same as it was when Zhang Xiaopou and the others left.
There were some corpses lying on the ground. The two skeletons on the throne were still sitting there upright and majestic with swords in their hands, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"mighty!"
Without waiting for Zhang Xiaopou and others to ask, Jiang Tianyue pointed to the plaque on the palace door and read out the two gilded characters with dragons and phoenixes dancing in them.
But this time he didn't pick up the plaque, because the two corpses in the hall gave him a strong sense of oppression. He was afraid that picking up someone else's plaque in front of them would make these two angry, and then he would greet him with the sword in his hand.
.
"Hey, I'm back again, lend me another sword energy."
Zhou Jianlai greeted the sword in the main hall.
After saying that, he asked Zhang Xiaopeng and the others to move aside a little, and then he gathered his strength and suddenly pulled out the Sword of Hate, and slashed out towards the main hall.
Zheng!
A sword cry sounded in the hall.
The sword was three inches out of its scabbard and shot out a dazzling sword energy towards Zhou Jianlai.
Ding!
The sword of hatred and sword energy clash.
Without any surprise, Zhou Jianlai flew out with his sword in hand.
It was a big improvement compared to the last time. I only flew four to five thousand steps backwards and listened.
Just a stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.
injured.
This is because he did not dissolve all the sword energy, but only dissolved the murderous intention contained in the sword energy, then took the sword energy into his body and forcibly sealed it up.
This is obviously a very dangerous behavior. If a person cannot control it and lets the sword energy explode in his body, his body will be torn apart by the sword energy in an instant.
"What a domineering knife!"
Lei Zhige stared at the sword in the hall for a while. Although he had not seen the sword coming out of its sheath, he could already feel the domineering power of the sword. He felt that if he could hold this sword, he could kill both gods and demons.
Then he looked at Jiang Tianyue beside him and asked, "Are you sure you can conquer it?"
Jiang Tianyue smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I can't, junior."
When he heard from Zhang Xiaozu that the ancestor of the Shen family was killed by an ownerless sword in the main hall, although he was very shocked, he was more or less unconcerned and felt that either the ancestor of the Shen family was not good at cultivation or was careless.
But now, standing in front of the main hall and feeling the terrifying pressure of the sword, he realized that he had taken it for granted.
It's not that the ancestor of the Shen family is too weak, it's that these two swords are too strong.
Divine weapon!
A real magic weapon!
His eyes were shining and greed was surging, but his feet were very honest and he did not dare to break into the hall.
"Anyone want to try it?"
Lei Zhige turned his head and asked behind him.
Behind them came many saints and ancestors from various sects and families in the world.
"Junior wants to try."
An ancestor of the Changsheng Sect stepped forward and said.
"Wait a minute."
Zhang Xiaozu called out to this person, raised his hand and pointed to the two corpses lying on the ground of the main hall, and said: "Back then, Shen Haotian broke into the main hall with several ancestors of the Shen family, and ended up leaving two corpses in the main hall. Although Shen Haotian
He retreated, but he was also seriously injured, so you'd better think twice before you act."
Everyone's hearts sank when they heard this, and their greedy and impulsive thoughts suddenly calmed down a lot.
In addition, Zhang Xiaozhu's words helped them figure out a question that had been bothering them for a long time.
Back then, Zhang Xiaozu and the others came out of the alien world alive, but the Shen family ancestors headed by Shen Haotian died in the alien world. They had never figured out how Zhang Xiaozu and the others killed the Shen family ancestors. Now they finally Know the answer.
It turns out that the ancestor of the Shen family committed suicide by himself.
But the swords in the hall are really too tempting, and some people still want to take the risk and give them a try.
They may be taking a chance, thinking that as long as they are cautious, walk slowly inside step by step, and exit immediately if they notice something is wrong. It is only a few dozen steps away, and with their cultivation level, they can exit in an instant.
Furthermore, they all just saw that Zhou Jianlai received a sword energy and only suffered a minor injury.
Zhang Xiaozu did not persuade these people who were eager to give it a try.
An ancestor of the Daqiong Sect took the lead, crossing the threshold and entering the main hall.
He was very cautious, stepped into the hall with one foot, stopped and waited for a while, and then stepped in with the other foot after making sure it was safe.
He walked like this, stopping one step at a time, and took nineteen steps in succession without any danger.
But there was already a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Not only because of his nervousness, but also because every time he took a step forward, the pressure from the sword would become stronger.
After walking ten steps further, he stopped.
He had reached the position where the ancestor of the Shen family was lying dead, and the pressure doubled, and he felt that danger would come if he took one step forward.