The first thousand and seventy-fifth chapters of the human race
The distance of three hundred miles is just a short time for Ning Xiaochuan.
In front of you is a barren ruin. On the ground, you can see dilapidated fragments of war soldiers. Most of the fragments of war soldiers are rusted, no different from scrap iron.
In the middle of the ruins, a huge stone temple stands.
It is said that it is a temple, but in fact it has collapsed long ago. Only dozens of huge rocks that are hundreds of meters high are still standing there, forming a round temple base. The ground is full of rubble and weeds, as if it has not been available for tens of millions of years.
People have been here.
That powerful breath of life came from the bottom of the temple.
"Ning Xiaochuan, it's very strange here, and it seems that there is divine power remaining." The voice of the Heavenly Emperor Blade rang out.
Without reminding the Emperor Blade, Ning Xiaochuan already felt the ancient divine power when he came to the waste.
If it were in the past, Ning Xiaochuan would not dare to go to such a strange place. However, it is different now. With his current cultivation level, unless the god himself arrives, nothing would threaten him.
"Go in and take a look!"
Ning Xiaochuan is not an arrogant person. Since divine power is spread in the temple, he naturally has to be careful.
Summoned out the Heavenly Emperor Blade, held it in his hand, and walked step by step towards the temple.
The Heavenly Emperor Blade is a secondary artifact. Just the power exerted by its weapon spirit is comparable to the seventh level of the Saint King in the Creation Realm.
Such a magical artifact, if Ning Xiaochuan holds it in his hands, will naturally become stronger.
When I walked into the stone temple, I saw a stone statue standing in the center of the stone temple. It was an old man with a long beard, holding a crutch in his hand, a smile on his face, and a triangle mark on his eyebrows.
Although it is just a statue of god, it does not have a trace of silence, but instead exudes a powerful aura, as if it will come alive at any time. It is completely different from the statue of god Ning Xiaochuan saw before.
Just now, the divine power that Ning Xiaochuan sensed was transmitted from the statue.
Ning Xiaochuan stretched out a finger and gently touched the statue.
"boom!"
A powerful divine power came out of the statue and hit Ning Xiaochuan through his fingers.
Ning Xiaochuan's face changed, his body flew backwards more than ten meters away without control, and blood cracks broke out on his fingers, almost losing his entire hand.
"What a powerful statue, I can't even touch it. The power just now is enough to kill creatures below the fourth level of the Creation Realm." Ning Xiaochuan used the power of creation, and the blood slit on his fingers healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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For creatures in the Eternal Realm, this temple is simply forbidden. Once you break in, you will undoubtedly die.
"Why do I feel that it doesn't look like a statue of a god, but more like the divine body of a second god sitting here? Do you think it will be a fossil of a divine body?" The Emperor of Heaven said.
"The body of the god turned into a stone statue?"
Ning Xiaochuan's heart moved and looked at the statue again. Suddenly, he felt that the statue was very strange. It didn't seem to be carved from stone, but it seemed to be flesh and blood.
The Emperor of Heaven exclaimed and said, "I remember it! This statue is exactly the same as the portrait of the ancestor of the Tang clan of the Northern/Strip. It is said that Tang Xiantian, the ancestor of the Tang clan, in his later years, in order to find a breakthrough.
The opportunity of the True God entered Guixu alone. But he never returned. Everyone said that he had died in Guixu."
As soon as the Heavenly Emperor Blade finished speaking, a distant sigh rang out of the temple.
"call out!"
The eyebrow of the statue in the middle of the stone temple emitted a faint golden light, and a human-shaped phantom walked out of the eyebrow of the statue.
The figure of the human figure looked exactly the same as the statue of the god, and he sighed: "I didn't expect that millions of years have passed, and there are still people who remember my husband's name."
Ning Xiaochuan and the Emperor's Blade were both extremely shocked. Unexpectedly, the stone statue was really Tang Xiantian.
The famous ancient gods of the North/English region, the powerful men who once dominated a time, are now standing in front of them alive.
This is a person that can only appear in history books!
Ning Xiaochuan immediately bowed and said, "My younger generation Ning Xiaochuan, have met Senior Tang."
"No need to tribute! My divine body has decayed, and now there is only one soul left!" Tang Xiantian smiled on his face and slapped Ning Xiaochuan carefully and said, "Young man, are you also a junior of the human race in North/English?
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Ning Xiaochuan was shocked and said, "Can you see my true nature?"
Tang Xiantian smiled and said, "Although I have been dead for many years, I still have a pair of divine eyes. Isn't it difficult to see through your body? Have you been to hell?"
Ning Xiaochuan said: "Why do you say that, senior?"
Tang Xiantian said: "If you hadn't been to hell, why would you have the breath of hell on your body?"
Ning Xiaochuan understood that Tang Xiantian refers to the evil spirit in his body. His whole body is now covered with evil spirit and transformed into Han Jin. Tang Xiantian naturally thought he had been to the region.
It seems that the dark world where the Qingdi tribe and the Donghuang tribe are located is indeed the legendary hell.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "It's not that I have been to the region, but that the gate of hell has been opened. The major evil tribes in hell have arrived in Guixu. The next step is to devour the world of Dayan."
"The gate of the region is opened!" Tang Xiantian was obviously a little surprised, but he did not show too much emotional fluctuation.
For the second god, nothing can affect their minds. What's more, Tang Xiantian has been dead for many years, and now he is just a remnant soul, so there will be no more emotional fluctuations.
Tang Xiantian said: "Young man, tell me, are the Tang tribes in the North/English region still there?"
Ning Xiaochuan hesitated for a moment and said, "The Tang clan in the North/English region has been wiped out, but many members of the Tang clan still escaped, and the incense has not stopped."
Tang Xiantian said: "This soul of my husband will soon completely dissipate into the world. I have something to ask you. If you promise to help me do this, I will be rewarded."
Ning Xiaochuan and the Tang clan had some connections, so they naturally would not refuse, so they said: "Senior, it's okay to say that, I will do my best to fulfill my last wish by the senior."
Tang Xiantian nodded and said, "Before I sit and transform, I inject my lifelong divine power into the divine fire, allowing the divine fire to condense into a false divine character."
"Now, this pseudo-divine character is stored on the third floor of the temple. I hope you can bring this pseudo-divine character out of Guixu, find a descendant of the direct bloodline of the Tang clan, and bring the pseudo-divine character to the point of view.
Leave it to him.”
The cultivation of creatures reaches the ninth level of the Creation Realm, and further up is the virtual god realm. Only creatures who ignite divine fire in the virtual god realm can become secondary gods.