The second-floor high platform is taller and brighter than the first floor.
Because the brilliance of the "Innate Purple Thunder God's Qi" has already spread out, that kind of yang and strong aura, full of ancientness and majesty, is enough to make any false god go crazy!
Ye Wuque stood quietly, seeming to be waiting silently.
After counting the interest.
brush!
On the high platform on the second floor, a figure appeared again.
This time, it is no longer a humanoid thunder and lightning, but a... soul mark!
The figure formed by the imprint of the divine soul is a man with an expressionless face, silver hair, tall stature and a cold temperament.
Even if it is just a soul mark, it can still show the power of this silver-haired man!
The alluring aura overflowed and was everywhere, staring at Ye Wuque, like a tiger staring at its prey!
The second-floor high platform trembled slightly at this moment, and an ancient thought flashed past, and was captured by Ye Wuque.
Immediately, he understood why this "silver-haired man"'s soul imprint appeared.
"The last creature that successfully obtained the 'Innate Purple Thunder God's Qi' left a mark of its soul as the second test?"
"Does it need to be at least a tie with it to pass?"
boom!
After Ye Wuque understood this ancient idea, the silver-haired man had already attacked boldly!
Although it is just a soul mark, it seems to be blessed by the power of the high platform, and it is lifelike, completely reproducing its original combat power at that time!
Crackling!
Silver thunder struck in all directions and formed a huge fist seal. The silver-haired man obviously controlled a powerful and unpredictable thunder power. The moment he made a move, it was earth-shattering. The entire square was illuminated at this time, with that kind of ancient divine power.
It is so majestic that it seems to be able to conquer everything!
Ye Wuque, who was standing quietly, had his face illuminated by the silver lightning that was so close at hand!
The huge thunder fist seal wrapped around the silver-haired man's fist, seeming to wipe Ye Wuque from the world!
brush!
His right hand stretched out, his fingers spread wide, and he held it in the air.
The next moment!
The terrifying silver lightning that filled the sky disappeared in an instant, and the terrifying pressure of thunder and the ancient power of heaven were wiped out.
Because Ye Wuque’s right hand
, now it was pressed on the silver-haired man’s face!
With a gentle lift, the silver-haired man was lifted high by Ye Wuque like a little chicken.
The silver-haired man's face was cold, and he immediately began to struggle crazily. Silver thunder shone all over his body, as if a more terrifying force was about to burst out of his body!
"The strength of the second legendary false god..."
"Huh? Not only that, it seems to be even stronger!"
Ye Wuque showed a hint of surprise.
The terrifying power in the silver-haired man he was holding almost completely burst out at this moment!
But it's no longer the silver thunder, but it seems to be a huge terrifying blurry beast, looming, hard to see clearly!
"The ancient mysterious power of blood?"
"This level of sudden increase in power is not too far away from the 'three-step legendary false god'..."
"So strong!"
Ye Wuque was very interested.
But the next moment.
The terrifying beast figure seemed to let out an unwilling cry.
Immediately, the silver-haired man disappeared in an instant, and Ye Wuque's right hand was gone.
I saw that the mark of the soul left by the silver-haired man was also shattered inch by inch and disappeared completely.
"Pity."
"After all, the divine soul brand is just a divine soul brand. It cannot carry the true strength of the silver-haired man's body. Once the power of the bloodline breaks out, it will be broken directly."
Ye Wuque was a little regretful. He was quite interested in the ancient and mysterious power of blood in this silver-haired man, but he didn't have time to see it.
"only……"
"The appearance and temperament of this 'silver-haired man' gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity."
"But I'm sure I've never seen him."
"interesting."
Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly.
Similarly, he can also be sure that this "silver-haired man" is very powerful!
I'm afraid that during the opening of the Temple of Origin
, enough to rank at the top of the strongest!
Among the countless false gods this time, I am afraid they can still stand at the top, no less.
Of course, the premise is that Ye Wuque is not included.
Don't look at the "silver-haired man" who can't even make a move in Ye Wuque's hands.
That's not because the "silver-haired man" is weak, but because today's Ye Wuque can no longer be measured by a simple "false god invincibility".
I'm afraid that if the number of times the Temple of Origin has been opened in the past and all the creatures that have entered the temple are added up, none of them can compare with Ye Wuque.
He is so special!
Looking at the endless nothingness of history, from ancient times to the present, it is unique!
I suppressed my thoughts.
Ye Wuque was preparing to climb to the last level.
Right now!
Buzz!
On the high platform on the second floor, the ancient thought flashed away again, but this time it was not a notification, but a request for Ye Wuque.
After sensing the content of this ancient idea, Ye Wuque's face suddenly showed a strange meaning.
"I completed the test on the second level of the high platform, and even defeated the last silver-haired spirit who obtained the 'Innate Purple Thunder God's Qi', causing its soul mark to shatter and disappear."
"So, do you need me to leave a mark of my soul here to replace it and become a new test for those who come after me on this second level platform?"
"this……"
Brother Ye was a little silent.
The weirdness on his face became more and more intense.
He tried to go to the third floor immediately, but the strong resistance was still there!
In other words, he must leave a mark of his own soul.
Shake his head.
At this time, Brother Ye showed a hint of helplessness.
He could only wave his hand and leave a mark of his own soul!
The ancient thoughts on the second-floor high platform suddenly flashed away again, absorbing the imprint of Ye Wuque's soul, and then condensed into a new test, covering the second-floor high platform.
"What a fuss..."
"I really don't want to embarrass anyone who comes after me!"
To be continued...