Now Qian Chaoguang has only one idea in his mind about the Dou Ling Empire: destroy it, hurry up, die early and reopen early.

The Douling Empire was ruined by itself, and Qian Chaoguang didn't bother to take care of it.

Just put it up, it's bad if you don't put it out anyway.

This country, which inherited the orthodoxy of the Tiandou Empire thousands of years ago, is already rotten from the very foundation.

It's been rotten since 10,000 years ago.

What Qian Chaoguang is more concerned about right now is - what exactly is in the ruins that are suspected to be the Angel Temple thousands of years ago?

After saying hello to Mr. Xuan, Qian Chaoguang returned to the Pixiu Chamber of Commerce and returned to the hub hall through the teleportation array.

The location of the space-time beacon seems to have been interfered by some high-energy factors, and the time to anchor the space coordinates this time is much slower than before.

Fortunately, the central altar of the demiplane is very powerful, so it is not difficult to do this job.

After the space channel was opened, a very strange, but very familiar wave came from the opposite side to Qian Chaoguang.

It is the power of the breath of death that is born after the death of a creature, when the obsession of the deceased and the power of the escaped soul merge.

This power of death's breath is different from the pure power of death's breath in the demiplane, and is also mixed with other things.

Electrolux's soul emerged outside, stroked his illusory beard, and said: "Unusual, we seem to have accidentally discovered a remarkable place this time. I noticed a faint breath of divine power, and something similar to resentment.

Fluctuations like obsessions are very strong."

Qian Chaoguang also felt this breath and responded: "If I guess correctly, this is probably the burial place of the angel god ten thousand years ago. There may even be... maybe a Rakshasa god.

, as well as a group of titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall, or other spirit masters."

But there was one thing he didn't quite understand.

If this is really the burial place of Qian Renxue, then where is Bibi Dong’s body?

The crack that was blown out earlier released a purple energy mass, which looked a bit cold and dark.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely think that it was the dissipation of Rakshasa's divine power.

But Qian Chaoguang won't.

He has seen divine power with his own eyes and is familiar with its composition pattern.

The cold and dark purple power is at most just the wave of resentment and the power of death formed by the many corpses buried together, accumulated over thousands of years, without any trace of Rakshasa divine power.

If such a huge amount of Rakshasa's divine power spilled out, he should have sensed it long ago.

Electrolux and Ditian should also be able to feel it.

"Anyway, let's explore the path first."

As Qian Chaoguang spoke, he waved his hand, and a silver skeleton came over with a click. Under his command, it followed suit and entered the space channel opened by the time and space beacon.

It's not that now that you have money, you can use the Silver Skeleton as a pathfinder.

Simply because the gray skeleton cannot connect to the faith network, it cannot bear Qian Chaoguang's gaze of the true god.

If there is no sharing of vision, then this kind of detection that simply looks at whether the little skeleton is dead or not will be meaningless.

Under the influence of space and unknown interference, Qian Chaoguang's ability to control the Silver Skeleton was drastically reduced, and he could only barely control its actions.

When he cast his sight on the silver skeleton through the belief network, he suddenly saw a very familiar scene.

It was a large area of ​​darkness and a large area of ​​purple, almost occupying the entire field of vision.

In a very far place, there was a faint flash of golden-red light.

It was mixed in with the large purple power of death, and it was so conspicuous.

"This is...the place where Yang Wusheng and Tai Yun were born!?"

Qian Chaoguang instantly recalled a place he had been looking for and murmured in disbelief.

"Did they fall into this ruins back then? With such a strong power of death breath, no wonder their souls have grown stronger over the past few thousand years. It's really hard to find a place without breaking through iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there."

The plain that I saw in that memory should be the wasteland where I had fought Ditian before.

As for that extremely tall weird stone?

Qian Chaoguang only reacted belatedly now, what kind of stone is that?

It was clearly the remaining part of some kind of building.

Either city walls or building ruins.

After they were completely abandoned, they have been lying quietly on this wasteland, eroded by wind, rain and vegetation, and their original appearance is completely lost.

It turns out that Dark Knight was born in this ghost place?

Who would have found this except for the time he fought against Ditian!

The distance from the surface to the ruins itself is at least several kilometers.

Besides Lao Maozi, who has nothing to do but dig the ground?

Having shared their vision, Electrolux and Qian Chaoguang looked at each other in confusion. At this moment, the master and apprentice suddenly felt that fate was indeed quite strange.

This can probably be regarded as a mistake.

"Perhaps it is precisely because of the weak divine power emitted by the God of Angels, which has certain characteristics combined with the power of the breath of death, that the unique life form of the Black Warrior was unexpectedly born." Electrolux guessed.

Qian Chaoguang nodded slightly and continued to move forward while controlling the silver skeleton.

The underground space is very empty, only filled with the remains of various low buildings.

It can be seen that originally this should be a huge and magnificent building complex.

Unfortunately, with the passage of time and the continuous changes in geology, and even the destruction they suffered before sinking, they have been completely wiped out in tens of thousands of years.

Maybe a real archaeologist can figure out what happened here.

But Qian Chaoguang doesn't understand.

He is just a bad guy with swords and knows a lot about hammer archeology.

The silver skeleton stumbled under his control, walking one step at a time toward the place where the rich power of death's breath was constantly being released, and cautiously approached the building surrounded by a large amount of power of death's breath.

Through the gaze of the True God, Qian Chaoguang can clearly see the entirety of the building.

It is at least a hundred meters high and is completely wrapped and shrouded in the rich power of death.

The overall shape is somewhat similar to the Baroque style church on Blue Star, and it seems to incorporate a bit of Rococo style, and the building material is similar to granite.

It has the church's iconic large spire and a huge crystal skylight with complex hollow patterns on the main body of the building.

Numerous exquisite and complex decorative patterns are carved on it, and a large number of magnificent and exaggerated sacred sculptures decorate the entire building magnificently.

Gold products and some kind of crystals are interlaced and inlaid on these decorative carvings, giving the impression that they are both luxurious decoration and some kind of magic circle that heightens the sense of sanctity.

Of course, even without these external decorations, the building itself, which is more than 100 meters high, is enough to shock Qian Chaoguang.

On the building itself, a thin golden-red film is attached.

If nothing else, it should be the divine power of the angel god that has been left over for tens of thousands of years.

Only with this kind of power can this building be completely preserved and maintain its original appearance.

However, loopholes have appeared in the already extremely weak angelic power.

Tiny cracks appeared in many places, causing a large amount of death breath power to escape and wrap up the entire ruins.

It is precisely because of these small cracks that the main structure of the interior has undergone varying degrees of slight weathering.

If the power of death breath did not escape through the cracks, I am afraid that Yang Wusheng and Tai Yun would not be able to become black warriors.

"A typical religious building, very similar to the architectural style of those idiots from the Brilliant Holy See." Electrolux frowned slightly, as if recalling something bad, "It looks like a temple or a church.

multifunctional building.”

"They all believe in similar gods, and their styles must be similar. The guys who believe in God in my previous life basically have the same style." Qian Chaoguang nodded, "I guess, this is probably from the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago.

The Elder's Hall, it could also be the Douluo Hall or the Worship Hall, I don't know what it is specifically."

Qian Chaoguang is really not sure what it is exactly.

Logically speaking, according to the rules of the Wuhun Palace at that time, dead titled Douluo must enter the Douluo Palace.

That place is probably similar to a large morgue and a mass grave. After the death of all titled Douluo, the bones will be properly placed there for future generations to pay their respects and pay homage.

But Qian Renxue is not only an Angel Douluo but also the God of Angels. At least, she used to be the God of Angels.

Therefore, Qian Chaoguang really couldn't decide whether she would bury herself in the Angel Temple or the Douluo Temple.

"Things seem a little weird."

After letting the silver skeleton circle the ruins a few more times, Qian Chaoguang became more and more confused.

"Is something wrong?" Electrolux asked.

When the sword light came out, he had already fallen into a deep sleep due to the sequelae caused by forcibly advancing the soul heart, so he did not see with his own eyes the serious damage to Ditian.

"Weird, so weird. I searched back and forth several times, but I didn't find that this ruins has any function similar to an automatic counterattack device."

Qian Chaoguang rubbed his chin, puzzled.
To be continued...