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Chapter 322 Looking for the turbid air of hell

 As a powerful man in the era of the Three Sword Emperors, the Ancient God of Stars was undoubtedly talented.

He possesses the Tianyan Ancient World Body, one of the hundred great bodies.

This physique is in a world of its own.

In addition, he practiced the supporting technique, the Ancient Star Realm Technique.

He can record everything he sees and hears in the ancient world in an illusory form.

Although it is illusory, it is very likely that it evolved based on reality.

In the end, he was able to deduce some of the real answers he wanted through the illusory things he recorded.

Since acquiring this ability, he has spent his whole life preparing to deduce the recipient of destiny.

He tried his best to record the factors of the real world and all his opponents in the ancient world in illusory form.

Then deduce it in various ways.

Who is most likely to carry the destiny!

Under what circumstances can he himself carry the destiny to the greatest extent possible!

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"Please break the situation," outside, the man in black robe looked at Xu Zimo and continued.

Xu Zimo raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said softly: "You still can't let go?"

The man in black robe shrank his pupils and remained silent for a long time.

What game is broken?

How to break the situation?

This is actually an unsolvable problem.

The two people in the sky, one is the Three Swords Emperor back then, and the other is the Ancient God of Stars.

The so-called breakthrough is to let Xu Zimo help the Ancient God of Stars carry the destiny by deduction.

This is an impossible thing.

"You say it's a breakthrough, but actually you just want an answer!"

Xu Zimo replied.

The man in black robe who had been silent next to him sighed slowly.

With a wave of his right hand, the dark energy dissipated.

The picture flashed in front of Xu Zimo's eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the stone bench on the chessboard.

"Is it really impossible?" the man in black robe sighed.

"There's little hope, unless that person is me?"

"Why?"

"No why? Just these three words Xu Zimo!"

"You're right, centuries have passed and I still can't let go.

Just to answer the unanswered question in my heart."

The man in black robe said slowly.

He said and took off the black robe above his head.

"As you expected, Ancient God of Stars.

I didn’t expect that after so long, someone would still remember me.

The Ancient God of Stars, everyone calls him that.

Even I have forgotten my original name."

Xu Zimo looked up at the man in black robe, preparing to say it was the Ancient God of Stars.

Although he has never seen the ancient star god before.

But now he obviously doesn't have the same charm as before.

His eyes were sunken deeply, and his face was full of dense ravines.

His eyes were dull, and his whole body was so thin that only skin remained.

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"Are you also here to hunt for treasures in Silent Ridge?" Ancient God Xingchen asked with a smile.

"Yes and no," Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

"These long years have passed so long, please chat with me as a dying person," said the Ancient God of Stars.

"Before I leave, I can tell you about the treasure."

"What do you want to talk about?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Listen to me talking about my unwilling past. Several eras have passed, and I still haven't really let it go."

"Say," Xu Zimo replied with interest.

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He is considered a casual cultivator!

Many people have different speculations about the origin of the Ancient Star God.

Some people say that he may come from the Tianxing Clan, one of the mysterious tribes.

At that time, great turmoil had begun.

Called by destiny.

The Ancient God of Stars is like many of the proud men of heaven.

Just like how Emperor Three Swordsman said goodbye to the people of the Zhenwu Holy Sect on the boulevard covered with immortal flowers.

He also set foot on the road leading to the Silent Hill,

The road of no return to heaven.

Before that, he was full of confidence.

He used the ancient world to make countless deductions and made foolproof preparations.

He originally thought that this destiny journey would be a sure thing.

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The Ancient God of Stars sighed when he said this, and looked at Xu Zimo with a long look.

It seems that he is recalling his past regrets and helplessness.

His eyes are bright and profound.

"I know that the fight for destiny is full of dangers and difficulties.

But I didn't expect it would be so difficult.

The storm of destiny has arisen and the war has begun.

Only then did I realize that all my foolproof preparations were meaningless.

I can't forget that day.

There are so many strong men who are admired by the world, and everyone's life is full of legend and pride.

Any one of them would shock the world to the outside world.

In the end, they were all slaughtered by that man with three knives."

"The Emperor of Three Swords," Xu Zimo asked.

"You know what? The answers I have deduced my whole life are no match for his knife."

The Ancient God of Stars nodded and smiled sadly.

"Blood spread throughout the Silent Hill.

The land you are stepping on now was once littered with bones and rivers of blood."

Xu Zimo was slightly silent. The battle for destiny was indeed too fierce.

Just like what the Ancient God of Stars said.

I have been pursuing the deduction all my life, but in the end I am no match for the opponent's sword.

Even now, he can't let go.

I want to get the answer to the defeat of the Three Sword Emperor from the deduction.

"What's going on with you now?" Xu Zimo asked.

Although the ancient star gods today are conscious and capable of action.

They looked no different from normal people, but Xu Zimo felt it.

The other party cares that there is no breath of life.

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"I died in the war hundreds of thousands of years ago," Ancient Star God said with a calm smile.

"It's just that I was unwilling to give up, and I woke up under the darkness and decay of the Silent Hill.

I will be reduced to ashes before long."

"You were born in the wrong era," Xu Zimo said.

"No, that era was very exciting," the Ancient God of Stars said with a smile.

He looked down at the chessboard on the stone table, paused, and finally said.

“It feels so good to be able to talk to someone about these things in my heart before I leave.

What kind of treasure do you want? I am familiar with the Nirvana Ridge and may be able to help you."

"The turbid atmosphere of hell," Xu Zimo said word by word.

"How do you know the existence of such a thing?" Ancient Star God was slightly startled.

He looked at Xu Zimo in confusion and said, "Are you from the Zhenwu Holy Sect?

I still know it from the records of the three swords."

"None of this is important," Xu Zimo replied.

"This is not something you should touch," Ancient Star God replied.

"Even the original three swords had no choice but to seal it and use the power of light to slowly eliminate its turbidity."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"The seal is in the center of Nirvana Ridge," Ancient Star God said after a moment of silence.

"You keep going north, and if you survive, you can get there."

"Wish me good luck," Xu Zimo smiled, stood up and said.

"Good luck," he looked at Xu Zimo's leaving figure.

The Ancient God of Stars lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips slightly, and said these two words silently.

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