Qin Changan spat out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound, his breath all messy. He took out the beast essence of the giant frost wolf and put it in his mouth. The Great Desolation Scripture began to operate, absorbing the power from the beast essence at an extremely fast speed.
As the spiritual power in the beast element filled the spiritual source, the aura on his body gradually stabilized. After stabilizing the injuries in his body, he stood up and looked around.
The entire hall is extremely huge, surrounded by eight thick white jade pillars, with ferocious and lifelike beasts carved on them. All the beasts' eyes are staring at the door.
At the end of the hall is a huge mural. There are auspicious clouds on the top. On top of the auspicious clouds stand various monsters, with dog heads and human bodies, human heads and bird bodies, etc., and above the auspicious clouds, there are ten horizontal
The scorching sun blooms with strong light.
Above the scorching sun, between the blue clouds, there is a faint blue eye floating in the sky.
On the ground below, a three-meter-tall giant holding a golden sword in his hand stepped on the remains of a large number of strong men and stared angrily at the sky, followed closely by countless strong human beings.
There is also a group of black-robed men looming in the dense forest, holding staffs in their hands, and huge ancient trees are waving their vines to hit the air.
In addition to these two scenes, there are also nine ghosts smashing into the void, and countless ghosts walking through the air, roaring in the world.
The ground was densely covered with blood and broken arms and limbs, and the bodies of monsters were densely packed.
Qin Changan was slightly lost in thought while looking at the mural, his consciousness turned, and countless shouts of killing rang in his ears, as if he was on the battlefield in the mural, with powerful human beings rushing out one after another around him.
From high in the sky, countless demonic beasts descended from the sky, with terrifying demonic energy arousing all over their bodies. There was an endless stream of swords, swords, and shadows, and flames stretched for thousands of miles. There were strong men fighting among them.
The flood surged thousands of miles across the rivers and mountains, pouring into the dense forest and swallowing up a large number of ancient trees and powerful human beings in an instant.
Boom!
A roar like a collapse of the sky sounded, and Qin Changan raised his head in shock.
Ten days passed across the sky, crossing the sky. Wherever it passed, the earth was dry and cracked, countless cracks spread, and the ancient trees spontaneously ignited into a ball of raging fire. A large number of strong human beings screamed miserably under this power.
Boom boom!
A huge roar passed by him, and before he had time to react, his consciousness was crushed into countless pieces and exploded.
At the same time, in the main hall, Qin Changan, who had closed his eyes tightly, spat out a mouthful of blood, stepped back a few steps, and instantly distanced himself from the mural.
"What did you do? Such terrifying pressure, this pressure almost crushed your soul."
Taoist Tianhuo exclaimed. At that moment, he felt as if he was in an endless sea of fire. The terrifying flames were tearing at his soul, as if it was about to ignite his soul.
He even felt that Qin Changan's soul was trembling and might break at any time.
"Does this battlefield really exist?"
Qin Changan looked at the mural in the distance in shock. Although his aura was sluggish, there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
What kind of power can only a strong person exude that kind of pressure that destroys the world? At the last moment when his consciousness collapsed, he saw clearly the ten 'suns' in the sky.
They were ten golden strange birds, each one exuding peerless ferocious power, and its whole body was burning with golden flames.
If the battlefield depicted in the mural really exists, it means that this palace is most likely the tomb of one of the strong men, who is a peerless strong man.
Ahem...
Qin Changan coughed twice, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the main hall without stopping. There were two small doors on the left side of the mural. The small door on the left was now open, and the small door on the right was open.
Still closed.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the small door on the right.
The guy outside is already very powerful, and the strength of the man in black robes inside is definitely not too low. Instead of fighting with him, it is better to get more treasures.
As for whether it is the biggest treasure, he doesn't really care. For me who is poor and destitute, I don't despise any treasure. It can't compare with the quality, so I use quantity to balance the gap.
Qin Changan pushed the door open and entered, a circle of candles on the surrounding walls automatically lit, and the entire side hall lit up instantly.
In the center of the side hall, a huge nine-headed strange bird stood. Under it were several human statues kneeling with their heads lowered and their hands raised above their heads. Each of them held a treasure in their hands.
Seeing this scene, his face changed slightly, the human kneeling in front of the monster?
Is this an insult to the human race?
Thinking back to the scene on the previous mural, his face turned completely gloomy. It seemed that the strong human race might have lost the battle on the mural.
He slowly focused his gaze on the treasures they were holding. From left to right, there were five people in total, each holding a treasure in their hands.
Two long swords, a short spear, a pair of armor, and a pair of gloves.
Because they were so old, the five treasures were covered with thick dust, but even so, Qin Changan could still feel the sharpness emanating from the weapons.
"These weapons have been buried here for too long and have lost their spirituality. They are probably already a pile of scrap metal."
Taoist Tianhuo looked at these dull weapons and said softly.
"These are treasures from who knows how many years ago. Even if they are scrap metal, they are much better than the treasures we have today, right?"
Qin Changan stepped forward and put all the weapons into his ring. Although he had no use for these items, he could give them to Zhao Ziling and Xue Jinqiu.
If these weapons can be reawakened, they should bring a lot of opportunities to this group of people.
After taking away the weapons they were dragging, Qin Changan looked at these strong human beings kneeling on the ground and sighed softly.
A surge of spiritual power surged out of his body, and blood-red spiritual power surged out of him, crushing all the stone statues with a roar.
These human stone statues instantly exploded into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.
He didn't know why these human ancestors would kneel in front of the monsters. As a person of later generations, he was not qualified to judge the people of the past.
But with his current vision, he couldn't accept the human race kneeling in front of the demon race.
After smashing the stone statue, he turned around and looked at the huge nine-headed strange bird monster. The stone statue of the strange bird was dozens of meters high.
"That is……"
Qin Changan looked at the chest of the nine-headed strange bird. The chest was flashing with a faint red light. This red light was extremely dim.
Bang bang!
Just when Qin Chang'an was still guessing what was inside, his heart beat faster in vain. The phantom of the Suzaku in his heart orifice spread its wings and howled fiercely. Countless flames rolled up in waves, as if they would fly out of his body at any time.
He quickly suppressed the power fluctuations in his heart orifice to prevent the Suzaku shadow from flying out of his body, and looked at the chest of the nine-headed strange bird with a strange expression.