Chapter 303 Brother Zijia, you are facing disaster!
"Brush~!" "Brush~!" "Brush~!"...
White light flashed continuously. In the center of the Stonehenge, which is a hundred miles away, at the entrance to the Wen family ruins, figures appeared one after another in the reserved open space. It did not mean that this trial was over, but that there were still people due to various reasons.
, crushed the life-saving jade talisman and chose to give up this trial.
People came one after another, some with deep visible bone scars on their bodies, and streams of black and viscous liquid constantly flowing down. Some people's bodies were as if they had been roasted by charcoal, and even their hair was frizzy.
They were burnt to yellow. Although some people still had no scars on their bodies, their faces were extremely pale. Their eyes were filled with an unconcealable look of fear, and their lips were trembling from time to time. They were obviously frightened by something.
Not light.
"Fu-ck! I..." One of the blond and blue-eyed foreign trialists suddenly appeared and couldn't help but cursed in his own native language, with a look of anger and frustration on his face.
Regardless of the surprised looks from the people around him, there were no injuries on his body, and he kept waving his arms vigorously to express his indignation while yelling.
If there were anyone around who understood his language, they would know that he was saying, "Damn it! The end of that passage is actually a piece of underground magma! If I had known that I was so special, I might as well have jumped into the river to escape like those people before!"
oh
~! My God! How long has it been? In a few hours, this trial will be over. I didn’t even persist! My divine blood~ Well, my God~! Damn zombies
, why do you have to pursue me so closely..."
After the foreign trialist said this, he seemed to have realized something. His words suddenly stopped, as if he was afraid that others would find out some clues, and he quickly said something else. Then he quickly lowered his volume to an extremely low level and continued to whisper.
He was complaining, and at the same time he was praying secretly in his heart, hoping that what he just said was not heard by others, let alone attracted other people's attention, otherwise he would be in big trouble.
"Probably not. Probably not. These people around me are all Daxia people. Very few people understand the language of our Kingdom of Light. The other foreigners are either dead or have jumped into the underground river to escape early.
There must be no one here who can understand me. Oh~! My God of Light. Your majesty can illuminate the whole world. Please bless your believers! Don’t let these damn heretics know about the divine blood.
matter……"
Then people around saw this somewhat nervous blond, blue-eyed foreigner, who started to cross himself on his chest continuously. Gradually, his eyes seemed to have magically lost the excitement before, and became calm and peaceful.
I don’t know if it was his God of Light that played a role.
However, things in the world are often so unexpected and unsatisfactory. The less you want people to know, the sooner things may be exposed. No matter how hard you try to hide it, you cannot hide it, especially in front of truly capable people.
"Xiao Yu! What was that yellow-haired boy barking at? Aren't you proficient in the languages of many countries of my human race? Tell me about it, Cao! You rude little boy, among all the people here, no one barks like him.
Yes! I don’t know how his parents taught him!”
Wen Zhishan, the head of the Wen family, was standing on the top of a huge stone pillar, looking down at the people below, with a look of displeasure on his face, arms folded in front of his chest, and looking at the people with disdain.
He glanced at the foreign young man, then turned his head and said to Lao Yu beside him.
But when he saw Lao Yu's serious expression, his face froze slightly, and he asked strangely: "What? Is there something fishy about what the boy said just now?"
When Lao Yu heard this, his face was still so serious, he nodded slightly and said: "That's true, sir, just now I vaguely heard this kid mention the word divine blood in the language of the Light Church, but then he quickly changed his words
Speaking of him, it’s just that his acting skills are a bit clumsy, and it seems that they are mostly just words to cover up, and that divine blood is probably not groundless.”
"Divine blood!?" After hearing Lao Yu's words, Old Man Wen's face began to become solemn. As the top force in the Daxia Empire, the Wen family can become its head and control such a behemoth. Naturally, it can also use some means.
, and obtained some secrets and rumors that are not known to everyone, including many things about gods, and they are also the focus of inquiry and collection by powerful forces like the Wen family.
Let’s not talk about anything else. Let’s talk about where the relics of the Wen family came from? Why are these relics called the relics of gods? There are many treasures of heaven and earth, and even various artifacts and buildings inside.
Who built it? For example, where did the palace tomb in the Wen family ruins that caused many trialists to sink into the sand come from?
The answer is obvious, these things definitely did not fall from the sky, but were developed and built by God. However, anything linked to God is missing, such as: magic medicine, magic elixir, magic weapon, magic power, etc.
When the word "sacred blood" came out at this time, it naturally touched the heart of Old Man Wen, because he had seen this kind of thing that only appeared in rumors and myths, but he had never really owned it.
I only saw him once from an elder in the family, but the impression he made was very profound.
"Well~" Old Man Wen groaned for a while, slowly raised his eyes, looked at the sky in the distance, and whispered as if talking to himself: "The yellow-haired boy below should also be from the Holy See of Light.
Yes, it was earlier heard that there was an incomplete skeleton of a god in the Kingdom of Light.
Although the soul in the body is extinguished, there are still a few drops of blood in the body, which can turn decay into a miraculous effect. Since the founding of the Holy See, it has been regarded as the most precious treasure. Only a few people at the core of the Holy See of Light can see it.
, this kid’s hair has not even grown, how can he know such secrets? But~”
"It is said that although this boy is still young, he is the most outstanding disciple of the Guangming Sect in the past hundred years. Judging from such a small country, he may have been promoted in advance, and there are rumors that he seems to be the current
The illegitimate son of the Pope of Light, other staff in the Holy See also love him very much, and there must be a reason for it." Lao Yu interrupted at the right time. His face was full of disdain as he spoke.
"Haha~hahaha~! The most outstanding disciple in the past hundred years can't even survive a mere ruins trial. It seems to be a bit exaggerated. Compared with the young talents like me in Daxia, it is really
Yun Ni is different, let alone that boy." When Old Man Wen said this, he continued with a proud smile on his face.
"Xiao Yu, I see that these trialists who have just come out seem to be contaminated with strong corpse energy? Tsk~! In this case, they must have encountered danger in the palace tomb in the mountain, otherwise they would not have been able to do it.
Would you choose to quit at this juncture, eh~! I remember that boy Ye Yu seems to be in there too? Do you think that if there is really divine blood in the palace tomb, will it end up in his hands?"
"Well, it is indeed somewhat possible. But since there is such a valuable item, the person guarding it must not be Yi Yi. Whether little friend Ye Yu will finally get what he wants depends on how many days pass."
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Wu Yeyu was sitting on a sofa bored at this time. In his sight, Long Ying, Long Bing, and the big black dog were all lying in the center of the hall, where the corpses of the gods were originally.
The Wan Mu plasma in the blood pool had already been cleaned up by Wu Yeyu, leaving no trace of blood behind. Only the countless transparent chains that appeared out of thin air, and the countless light golden runes on them, were like
It is like a firefly that emits sparkling light, and looks so beautiful.
These few are naturally practicing at this time. After all, now, the best things in this ruins have been taken by myself and others. In addition, there are a large number of precious treasures, just the batch of star sand.
It is already hard to estimate the value. In the remaining time, there is really no need to go out and get cold. It is better to take advantage of this opportunity to use those order chains to practice. I also want to take the opportunity to try this big
Magical power, how effective is it in purifying the energy in the body?
Opportunities like this are still rare. Even if Long Binglongying is a member of the royal family, even if it is possible to enter here to practice again in the future, it will definitely not be known how long it will take, and there must be conditions.
And for the price, where can I be as leisurely and comfortable as I am now?
To put it bluntly, in a confidential place like this, the greater the effect of assisting cultivation, the fewer times they will be able to come in again in the future, the longer the queue will be, and they may even be taken out alone.
It is exclusively used by the elders of the family who are about to make a breakthrough. After all, those seniors are the cornerstones of the family or royal family members. Every improvement in their strength represents a lot of interest entanglements. Therefore, these few cherish this very much at this moment.
of time.
Wu Yeyu is not the same. His current situation is to consider how to suppress his cultivation instead of trying to find a way to break through. To be honest, his cultivation and advancement have always been achieved naturally, except for that accidental advancement of innateness.
Apart from the large imports brought by it, I haven’t taken it much.
Those kinds of elixirs or spiritual objects that are used to assist breakthroughs have never felt that these things can have much effect on him. Naturally, he will not follow the crowd at this time. Being independent is also an art. What he is doing at the moment
, which is to communicate and talk with the purple-armored zombie outside this hall.
"Hello, Brother Zijia, hehehe~! This shouldn't be the first time we've met. Here is the golden crispy pig we roasted before. It tastes very good. Brother, I must not have eaten it for a long time.
This is such a good thing, try it!?" Wu Yeyu
At this time, he was sitting comfortably at the door of the palace, with his whole body sunk into the sofa. He tore off a fat, tender and crispy pig's trotter from the fire with one hand, took a bite in his mouth, and simply took a bite of it with the other hand.
The remaining whole roasted pig was passed outside the transparent ice layer.
In an instant, a suitable hole appeared on it, just in time for Wu Yeyu to send it out. The purple-armored zombie showed no signs of being angry, but took it over naturally. The roasted whole pig was about the same size as his big hand.
It was so big that it was probably only enough for him to take a few bites. He put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then he wolfed it down with a look of enjoyment in his eyes.
When Wu Yeyu saw this, the smile on his face flashed away, and then he took this opportunity to say: "Brother Zijia, since you can eat and understand what I mean, it proves that you have developed sanity. This
That's good, then I'll have something to say directly, hahaha~!" He glanced at the zombie who still had some unfinished thoughts, paused slightly, and then said.