Chapter 908: The Coffin of the Gods Buried in Nine Heavens
Chapter 908: The Coffin of the God Buried in the Nine Heavens
Many monks fled for their lives, and many of them were almost frightened. These two insects lived up to the word "god-killing". They were probably not too far away from the pure-blood ancestor insects. They had the conduct of saints, and their physical bodies were even better.
He can definitely kill the saint and is invincible!
"Run away!" Everyone ran away without looking back and fled towards the small world of the temple on the 32nd floor, preparing to leave this place completely and not go deeper.
At this time, the legendary holy soldiers were reluctant. It was estimated that everyone who came in might be wiped out. Only by sacrificing the imperial soldiers could they save their lives, but only a few divine dynasties and holy places had them.
However, when everyone was fleeing, some people went in the opposite direction and rushed directly to the small world of the temple on the 34th floor, disappearing into the stone door in the blink of an eye.
People's thoughts are different and their thoughts cannot be the same. No matter what the circumstances, there will always be lunatics who are not afraid of death.
In the blink of an eye, the small world of the temple on the 33rd floor became pure, and everyone fled. Even the powerful half-saint Ziro ran like crazy, not daring to pretend to be serious.
"I say, killer leader, with your fearless assassination spirit, you can pull chestnuts from the fire at this time and bring out the heaven-defying stone box." The big black dog encouraged.
Everyone saw it. There was a piece of immortal material on the altar - Immortal Tears Green Gold. Who knows what could be more heaven-defying in the stone box, because there were two holy-level divine insects guarding it.
Zhi Luo didn't say anything. He raised his butt and sat on the black emperor, who was like a big bull. He stopped running and regarded it as a mount, almost sitting on it.
"Wow, you bad old man!" the Black Emperor dog barked.
Zhi Luo didn't want to be distracted by this black dog that could carve the emperor's killing formation, so he supported it and jumped forward.
"Grave robber, don't you have a unique skill? You can try it." The big black dog refused to give up and approached Duan De.
Duan De's heart moved and he wanted to stop. He was thoughtful.
"Fat man, you are not really tempted, are you? That thing will eat even the soul. If you are caught up, you will be destroyed physically and mentally." The old blind man warned.
"I think that stone box is really like a small coffin. Although it is only as long as a palm, its style is very similar to the legendary ancient coffin of the spirit of time." Duan De said to himself.
"Are there any gods as big as a palm?" Monkey sneered. He had survived from ancient times and knew more about the legends of gods than anyone else.
"Although it's too small, the style is right. I have a lot of research on ancient coffins." Duan De pondered.
"Hurry up!" Zhi Luo kicked him on the butt. Now is not the time to be distracted, because life will be in danger at every turn, and even he can't deal with it.
"No, those two dragons or divine insects are dead and not alive!" Dongfang Ye suddenly said. He has lived in the mountains and swamps all year round and is most sensitive to the aura of all kinds of wild beasts.
Several people were startled. The two God-killing Insects did not chase them down. This was indeed contrary to common sense. Once such an existence was more powerful than the ancient ferocious beasts, it would cause havoc.
At first, four semi-holy level divine insects were resurrected and rushed out, making people preconceptions that the two real dragon-like God-killing insects were also alive.
At this time, they had already escaped from the 33rd level of the sky. The stone door had not yet been closed tightly. Looking inside, they did not see two holy-level divine insects appearing.
"It's very risky to go back like this. If you are alive, you will definitely die." Qi Luo said.
"I'm going back, otherwise I would be trying to find a way to get to the deepest part of the ancestral temple." Ye Fan said.
"I am confident that those two divine insects really have no life fluctuations." Dongfang Ye said with certainty.
"The savage's intuition has always been very accurate. He has been dealing with wild beasts all year round, so he is probably not wrong. We don't have time now, and maybe others will figure it out later," Duan De said.
"Let's do this, don't go in all, just in case." Ye Fan said.
In the end, he and Qi Luo took the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar with them and prepared to go in. At the same time, Ji Ziyue refused to leave and wanted to follow Ye Fan. The others were waiting outside.
The stone door was not closed. After Ye Fan and the three of them entered, they began to imitate various screams, which sounded extremely sad and passed into the small world of the temple on the 32nd floor.
The people who were escaping were frightened when they heard the shrill sound coming through the stone door. They fled even faster, and they were frightened. They knew very well that the ancient saints would be punished when they came. As long as the two god-killing insects are alive, they will be able to escape.
Absolutely invincible!
Ye Fan, Qi Luo, and Ji Ziyue worked together to sacrifice the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and let it hang above their heads, with streaks of black light falling down to protect them tightly.
They came back to the altar. Although the stone had been split, the blood in the stone trough was still flowing, forming an ancient and strange pattern and falling into the interior of the altar.
The one-meter-high stone palace is almost perfect and can be called a miraculous workmanship. If it were magnified a thousand times, it would definitely be a majestic and immortal palace.
Two God-killing Insects are coiled around each other, and their whole body is glowing. They are as domineering as a real dragon, and their bodies are vigorous and powerful, making people awe-inspiring.
"Really dead!" Zi Luo said.
Ye Fan observed carefully and let out a sigh of relief. There were two holes in the divine source that sealed them. I don't know what year they were. They must have come out. Although they got in again later, the seal was finally broken.
Qi Luo broke open the God Source Block and took out the two God-killing Insects. They were dead but not broken. Although their energy was almost gone, they still had wisps of the saint's pressure.
If it weren't for the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar here, the moment the two divine insects broke away from the source block, ordinary people would not be able to get close to them. This is the power of the divine insects like real dragons.
"This is really a good thing. Ancient saints usually return to the Tao after being reborn and melt themselves into heaven and earth. There are very few people who have preserved their physical bodies."
Qi Luo shot out a shining divine light from one eye. This is a rare divine material that can be used as an external incarnation. You must know that the corpses of these two divine insects are much more powerful than the bodies of ancient saints. To the old killer, they are like
A pair of divine wings were inserted.
"This really looks like a small coffin." Ji Ziyue said curiously, taking the stone box into her hands.
The three of them observed carefully again here, and they were all shocked. The blood dripping from the blood grooves would fall into the stone palace, and then follow the dotted lines in the stone palace and finally converge on the small stone coffin.
This is really weird. Do you want to pour blood on this strange little coffin? What is the purpose of this is puzzling.
"In the past, someone had poured blood on it. And at least it was the blood of a saint!" Ji Ziyue said. She rubbed the stone box with her delicate hands, and there was indeed blood on it. Even though it has been more than two hundred thousand years, even though the essence is
It has long since dissipated, but it is holy blood after all. It is still bright red, dried on top, and has not disappeared.
Both Ye Fan and Qi Luo felt that their scalps were exploding. What on earth was this thing that was actually being poured with the blood of a saint? Then, they immediately understood that the blood tank on the destroyed altar was of great use and was not ordinary at all.
Living sacrifice!
"The blood flowing in the blood tank is holy blood..." Even Ziro shuddered.
Is it true, as Duan De said, that this is an ancient coffin of gods, with something against the heavens inside? Looking at the ancient carvings and patterns on the stone box, they felt a sense of vicissitudes of life.
"Leave here first and find a place where there is no one to open it." Ji Ziyue said.
They turned into three rays of light and left the place. Soon they met the monkeys and the others, and then disappeared into the rainy night and disappeared in a corner.
The small world on the 32nd floor is dark, the earth is dry and hard, the forest shadows are whirling, and there are ribbons of black mist. This is an extremely dangerous world. One day, generals will appear, and they have all been killed, silently, with great strength.
It's so powerful that I don't know how many people died when I broke through this level.
As soon as Ye Fan and the others took cover, many people rushed back. They returned from the Holy Lands and brought back reinforcements. The pressure of the imperial soldiers was overflowing.
"Fellow Taoists, the situation has changed. Outside religions have discussed with each other and rescue is coming!"
Someone was shouting loudly in the small world, and the news was spread, telling people that the number of people coming in from each religion was no longer limited to two or three people.
"Is this a clear sign of a massive attack and the use of imperial troops?" Monkey was surprised.
"boom"
Not long after, a wisp of imperial power rose up, passing through the stone door and coming from the small world on the 33rd floor. Ye Fan and others saw a fairy sword like an ancestral dragon hanging in the air, and there was a kind of suppression of the heavens.
The breath of all realms seems to shatter the past, present and future.
The Emperor's Sword!
This is the Taihuang Sword of the Great Xia Dynasty. A group of people stepped forward and knocked down the blood altar. They inspected the inside and outside but found nothing. They all looked at each other in shock.
"The danger in the ancestral temple is beyond imagination. The four major divine dynasties and the Yaoguang Holy Land are all worried, and they are serious about doing business with various religions."
"The last few floors will probably be more dangerous. Without the imperial soldiers, it would be difficult to move forward."
People know that the critical moment has arrived, and now each religion is not willing to use its secrets. There is no telling what will appear in the last few levels of the ancestral temple, and it will probably change drastically.
Duan De played with the stone box, turning it over and over to look at it. A strange look appeared on his face, and then he became serious again.
As soon as Ye Fan came back, he handed the stone box to the "professionals" and looked at it. It was said to be a coffin, but there was no lid. It was made into a whole, as if it was solid, and seemed to be carved out by someone.
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"This is really... a seamless divine coffin!" Duan De's expression was extremely solemn. He had been robbing tombs all his life, but this was the first time he saw such a legendary coffin. His hands could not help but tremble.
According to what he said, the coffin was frighteningly old, and it was probably something from ancient times. It had ancient carvings on it, and there were things that looked like flowers, birds, fish, and insects, which were incomprehensible.
The monkey shook his head and retorted. In ancient times, there were almost no coffins, and people of all ethnic groups did not bury them in coffins. It should not be something from that period.
"I don't know as much about the ancient tribes as you do, but I know much more about coffins than you do. There are no coffins from ancient times to the present that I don't recognize. I can tell what's going on by smelling them with my nose." Duan De proudly said.
said.
He said that coffins were not absolutely not used in ancient times, but only those who were close to gods had coffins. Such people would occasionally use coffins to reward their fallen subordinates in battle.
Coffins seem to have special meaning for people who are almost gods.
"I dare say that your old man must have had a unique coffin when he was buried by the Holy Emperor Dou Zhan. It might be even more gorgeous than the ancient tea tree coffin of the Immortal Emperor's Enlightenment." Duan De said. His words left several people speechless.
, even if the monkey wants to beat him, it’s hard to find a reason.
"Which of you has ever seen such a small god? He is not as long as my hand." Pang Bo sneered.
"This is also how the gods can use such a small coffin. But... why are they guarded by two holy-level divine insects? Is there any artifact comparable to the gods?" Duan De said to himself, and then touched the patterns. He was extremely shocked.
He saw some clues and said: "This is indeed the ancient coffin of a god, and it is a very important one. It should be buried in the sky!"
Everyone can't calm down anymore. Finally, Xiangshang should open it and take a look now. If there is really a problem, throw it directly to the Taihuang Sword.