"Could it be that... the young master is about to be released from seclusion?" King Ma Yama was secretly excited. Unknowingly, it has been a year and he will finally be released from seclusion today? He was looking forward to it and wanted to open the black coffin immediately to see the situation, but now it seems that something is not right.
Time, let alone occasion.
Once the scene is too sensational and causes a special scene, it will definitely become the focus of attention on this tens of millions of battlefields. Will there be an emperor who will kill him regardless of his identity?
After the surprise, Ma Yanwang became nervous. After all, it was Long Kuizhu and Wu Huangzhu who jointly shaped Tang Yan. What kind of sensation would Tang Yan's blooming without his knowledge cause?
But the Star Human Emperor noticed something unusual: "I'm curious, what is the coffin you are carrying?"
"The coffin prepared for you, when you die, you will be the nourishment inside."
The Star Human Emperor ignored it, but his dazzling star eyes fell on the black coffin. As the Human Emperor, he was very sensitive to the energy of heaven and earth, so he could naturally detect the specialness of the black coffin. Even though Ma Long was steaming the dragon energy with all his strength, he was still suppressed.
I can't help but feel the powerful surge of energy inside.
Gradually, not only Qilufu noticed it, but also Mo Yansheng and Xunimon.
In fact, the three of them didn't know what the coffin on Ma Long's body was. They had asked before, but Ma Long avoided answering. To this day, Ma Long seemed a little nervous, and there seemed to be a strange energy filling the black coffin.
"Come here! Come here!" King Ma Yama suddenly growled, his tone slightly urgent. He could no longer suppress the energy in the black coffin, and it almost seemed like it was going to explode. As the personal guardian of the black coffin, he could feel the inside the most.
In this situation, the energy continues to surge, and each time it is no less powerful than the self-destruction of the Holy Realm. One after another, it is extremely violent, and the momentum of the surge is intensifying, and it is still rising rapidly.
Qilufu and the others cautiously gathered over while being wary of the Star Emperor: "What's going on?"
"I can't hold on anymore, Mr. Mo, please help hold down the black coffin." King Ma Yan reminded anxiously. At this moment, the black coffin was not only hot, but also trembling slightly, with a faint momentum of expansion.
"Huh? The power of space?"
"What kind of weapon is this?"
Both Mo Yansheng and Suni Beast felt the strong power of space, originating from the inside of the black coffin. This seemed to be a space weapon. How could there be such a treasure in the Lost World? Who made it? How was it achieved?
of.
"Ancestral Temple!" King Ma Yama tried his best to lower his voice.
"What?" Qirufu was surprised. Why didn't he know that the Demon Spirit Clan's ancestral temple was a space weapon that could be compressed to such a scale?
"The Demon Spirit King is really foresighted." Mo Yansheng secretly admired it. It must have been built in the era when the human race jointly invaded the Forsaken War Realm. The number and scale of the air weapons at that time were far greater than they are now, and there were also many air weapon masters surviving.
"What's inside?" Qilufu asked again.
"He's inside!" King Ma Yama responded in the lowest voice.
Mo Yansheng, Suni Beast, and Qi Lufu all understood clearly. No wonder he asked Ma Yama to protect him with his life and not let him go. It turned out that Tang Yan was in seclusion in the ancestral temple.
"Hurry up and suppress it for me." King Ma Yama reminded.
Mo Yansheng and Sunimon all gathered space power and pressed into the black coffin. Their space mysteries were the pinnacle of space martial arts, so they could naturally control them easily. The trembling of the black coffin was quickly suppressed, and was suppressed by layers of space power.
Suppress the package and steadily return to its original form.
But out of curiosity, while controlling the stability of the black coffin, they injected all the power of their thoughts into the black coffin and transformed it into a human form.
Space is no barrier to them.
But just as they got deeper... their spirits were all lifted up, and they were completely dumbfounded.
Boom!
This is a turbulent space, where endless violent energy is churning and impacting, like the tide of a river under a strong wind, destroying everything, or like countless terrifying beast tides, tearing apart everything.
Their consciousness was almost shattered, and they tried several times to keep the outline intact. They looked at the space they were in strangely. This was a solemn palace, with walls as dark as iron, covered with all kinds of monsters.
Animal murals and strange stone pillars are densely arranged, adding to the majestic atmosphere.
But this is not the point. At this moment, the energy in the temple is boiling, rising rhythmically, and then contracting violently. It is like a giant energy heart, contracting and erupting with force, which is amazing and surprising.
The energy inside is boiling, and the brilliance is shining and dazzling. Especially the five major lights and shadows are the strongest, most intense and most dazzling.
The golden light is solemn, the purple light is mysterious, the black light is evil, the blood light is killing, and the white light is tragic. The five-color divine light occupies the most dominant position in the churning space of light and shadow, like five emperors of the light and shadow world, accepting thousands of lights and shadows.
The worshipers and crowds are more like overlords in the boiling energy, being surrounded by chaotic energy.
Their presence casts a dazzling blur and mystery on the entire temple.
The five-color divine brilliance seems to have special power, awakening all the stone pillars. The animal-shaped patterns on the thousands of stone pillars in the ancestral temple seem... alive...
They bloomed with light, turned into beast shadows, and roared. Some even wanted to break free from the shackles of the stone pillars, rush high into the sky, and run wildly in this mysterious space.
Sounds of beast roars, endless beast shadows.
Mo Yansheng seemed to have plunged into a terrifying tide of beasts. Looking around, he saw that they were all terrifying types by name, including the five most sacred lights and shadows - Bi Fang, the ancestor of the dragon clan, Ying Zhu,
Hundred-Eyed Sky Ape, Kunpeng.
"Demon Emperor... Demon Spirit Emperor? The ancestor of the five Demon Spirit Emperors?" Mo Yansheng could feel the ancient and vast aura, and even recognized the most ferocious and domineering things in these legends. When five giant monsters coexist,
As one, he naturally thought of the history of the Demon Spirit Clan.
In the deepest part of the light and shadow, at the innermost end of the palace, five shocking beast shadows are entrenched there, showing the most magnificent and glorious posture, overlooking the thousands of heroic pillars in the ancestral temple. Even the light and shadow still have the feeling of looking down on all living things.
The bloody domineering attitude is frightening.
Their existence attracts the attention of the hero pillars, attracts the worship of thousands of beast souls, and causes the energy in the entire ancestral temple's hero pillars to converge towards their light and shadow.
They were filled with endless royal power, but they worshiped the giant dragon in the middle with a surrendering attitude. To be precise, it should be the Long Kui demon body that Mo Yansheng was familiar with yet unfamiliar to.
Dragon Kui is entrenched in the middle, with its head facing the sky, majestic and powerful, faintly emitting sonorous dragon roars. It is obviously only a few hundred meters, but it gives people a sense of boundless hugeness, and gives the whole place a vastness like the mountains and the sky, as if it is boundless.
The ancient Heavenly Lord was like an extraterrestrial god. Whether it was his aura or his light, it made their consciousnesses tremble slightly and could break at any time.
Not only that, below Long Kui was squatting, there was a fresh and refined image of a young girl. She lowered her head silently. She was silent there, but a hot green fire was blooming, baking the entire space, causing the space in that area to distort.
With.
She is under Long Kui, but she has an aura that is no less than that of Long Kui. She is bright and bold, but she gives people an eerie and lifeless feeling.
"Is this... is this... really the ancestral temple of the Demon Spirit Clan?" Sunnimon murmured, staring at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. His consciousness seemed to be blank. He had seen a lot in his life, but
I really have never experienced such a scene.
"The five demon emperors fell in ancient times, how could they appear here?" Mo Yansheng was even more shocked by the scene in front of him, and he understood what the scene in front of him represented.
In the space of the ancestral temple, the light tide is surging like a vast ocean. The light tide is actually energy, very powerful, making the breath of the space thick like water, surging and flowing. The light and shadow of the five demon spirit emperors are still extracting the unique heroic souls from thousands of stone pillars.
energy.
"Where is Tang Yan?" Sunimon tried hard to feel, but could not find Tang Yan's presence.
"There..." Mo Yansheng pointed to the image of Long Kui's demon body and the girl.
Long Kui's dragon tail is tightly coiled around the girl's upper body. To be precise, it is merging, and it is merging slowly and at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You mean...those two are..."
Mo Yansheng was speechless. He didn't know what was going on, but it really looked like Tang Yan split into two and then merged into one again. He didn't know Long Kui or Tian Huo, so he really didn't know anything about it.
Easy to explain.
In fact, there is no need to try hard to explain anything. The scene in front of him can at least prove that Tang Yan is undergoing a major transformation, and has entered the later stage and is about to be completed.
"How long do you think it will take to complete it? At what level?" Sunimon's eyes were indescribably weird. He looked at the majestic scene around him, felt the boiling energy and light tide that continued to surge, and then looked at the five demon spirit emperors.
The protection of Long Kui and Tianhuo, feeling the transformation, is this going to go against the will of heaven?
No wonder there was no trace of Tang Yan throughout the whole process. He had hidden himself here and made a breakthrough.
Thousands of heroic pillars in the ancestral temple are all releasing energy and converging towards Long Kui. Is this a spontaneous scene, where the heroic souls have to dedicate themselves? Or is it the effect caused by Long Kui, where thousands of people return to the clan?
What do the Demon Spirit Tribe want to do? Forcibly create an emperor?
The five emperors in the history of the Demon Spirit Clan jointly contributed, the ancestral temples and thousands of ancestral heroes jointly contributed, the fusion of Long Kui and Tianhuo, and maybe there are things I don’t know. This series of energy and opportunities merged over a long period of time.
What kind of monster will be created through the smelting?
They were deeply shocked, really shocked.
P: Four updates here! More updates for more than ten days in a row, calling for flowers, calling again!