The night is already dark.

Zhang Yuan put on the mask of evil ghosts and floated out of the window silently, blending with the darkness.

On the roof not far away, two overseas strongmen were squatting there, monitoring his residence from afar.

Zhang Yuan gave them a knife, knocking them all out, and then flew lightly towards the Temple of Heaven.

The unspeakable coldness in the Temple of Heaven under the night became stronger and stronger.

Not only that, there is also an invisible wave of energy permeating.

It's like there's a demon king practicing.

He frowned and looked at the ancient temple under the night from afar.

Why can't anyone else sense this fluctuation? Only he can?

What exactly is there in it?

The pattern in my mind beats again, shining with a hint of light.

Zhang Yuan's body flashed, and he chose a remote corner and flipped into the inner wall of the Heavenly Temple.

His breath was completely hidden, silently, as if it had completely merged with the darkness, and quickly approached the distance along the guidance of the mysterious pattern in his mind.

He now knows why the Living Dead had put this pattern into his mind.

In order to position him.

The strength of the Living Dead has reached the point where [skill is almost as good as gods].

Saw.

As he continued to dive in, the patterns in his mind continued to jump faster and faster, prompting that he was getting closer and closer to the thing.

But at the same time, the cold fluctuations around it are also rapidly increasing.

It was actually the same direction as the direction he was going.

He was shocked and confused.

Soon, a huge ancient temple appeared in front of him.

Zhang Yuan's body flashed and rushed in, climbed onto the ceiling with his five fingers, moving forward like a gecko.

The cold feeling coming from the front became stronger and stronger.

He approached carefully, and suddenly his body stopped and hid in the shadows of the ceiling and the beams.

A row of huge statues appeared in front of them, forming a semicircle.

Each statue is seven or eight meters high and has different shapes.

Zhang Yuan's eyes quietly swept over, revealing a strange look.

Animal headed human body.

There are more than twenty statues in total, all of which are beast-headed and human.

His eyes swept over.

"Rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake... hiss, these are not the twelve zodiac signs, but what are the rest?"

Zhang Yuan took a breath of air conditioning.

Twenty-four statues.

There are twelve of them, which are actually the same as the twelve zodiac signs.

The remaining twelve were strangely shaped, with three heads, arms, and eyes all over their faces, all kinds of strange things, indescribable.

Compared with the twelve zodiac signs, this is like the twelve evil gods.

Below these twenty-four sculptures, a middle-aged man sat quietly on his knees.

In front of him was also a huge statue.

However, the statue only has one head, more than two meters high, and is extremely spectacular. It has a face covered with scales and eight eyes on its forehead.

At this moment, the eight eyes were flashing with a faint red light, strange and unpredictable.

The cold air that Zhang Yuan felt before was actually coming from this statue.

He was shocked and suspicious.

"Very good. The mental method I taught you. You have practiced well during this period. The world in the future will surely change drastically. The darkness of Jiuzhou will spread to us overseas. No one can be spared. The strength of the present is to make you more vitality in the future."

The huge statue made a husky sound.

"Honor, how can I get you out of trouble?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"When it's time for me to get out of trouble, I will naturally get out of trouble. You can bring all the treasure chests heirlooms in the Heavenly Temple. I want to study what's inside."

The huge statue was husky.

“Yes, Venerable.”

The middle-aged man solemnly bowed and stood up.

Zhang Yuan kept his breath with all his strength and quietly watched the movement below.

The middle-aged man walked aside, opened a secret room, and moved out three treasure chests from it.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed slightly.

The patterns in his mind flickered even more intensely.

From one of the treasure chests.

What he is looking for is there.

"But what is this statue? Why is his breath so cold? Can't this middle-aged man feel it?"

He was secretly surprised.

A special seal was posted on the treasure chest.

The middle-aged man uncovered the seals one by one.

Zhang Yuan turned his eyes and carefully peeked into the treasure chest.

Three boxes.

One had a piece of ancient jade inside, exactly the same as in his mind.

The second one is a half-cut spear, with mottled rust and made of bronze, filled with a vicissitudes of life.

The third...

Zhang Yuan's face became weird.

It was a black piece...

Calf?

"this…"

The middle-aged man also looked disbelief and looked at the things in the three treasure chests.

These three things have been passed down in their Heavenly Temple for countless years.

No one has ever opened it before, and I thought there was something crucial to seal it.

But this scene in front of him made him stunned.

The eight eyes of the statue suddenly flashed with a blazing red light, staring at the three things in front of him.

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

Zhang Yuan's heart was in a state of uproar.

That calf...

Why does it look so similar to the black palms in his body?

There is a feeling of the same root and the same origin.

It's not such a coincidence, right?

Just then!

The black palm that had been floating quietly in his chest instantly flew out, turned into a black light, and rushed directly to the half of the calf in the box,

Zhang Yuan's face changed drastically.

not good!

"Who?"

The middle-aged man and the huge statue all looked in Zhang Yuan's direction, with a stern tone.

boom!
To be continued...