The four hundred and twentieth chapters of the battle of the gods
Long Jiaoyang then realized that what Xu Yin had just said was the Dark Sacrifice. This made Long Jiaoyang feel a chill all over his body. He had fought with the Dark Sacrifice and knew the horror of the Dark Sacrifice.
"There has been a sacred dark sacrificial sacrifice in the Nine Profound World?" Long Jiaoyang couldn't calm down.
"After a sudden appearance, this dark priest stirred up the storm and caused the entire Jiuxuan World to fall into a period of dark terror for fifty years. In those fifty years, tens of millions of people died under the soul-devouring technique of the holy dark priest."
When Xu Yin said this, he suddenly turned around and stared at Old Man Wu and said, "Old Man Wu, are you planning to let the creatures here suffer?"
Old man Wu shook his head lightly and said, "I have been here for decades, how can I bear to see the creatures here be miserable? It's just that the demon clan is too terrible. If I don't suppress it in the way of dying together, I can't stop it."
"I don't want to say anything else. I just want to ask you, are you confident of controlling the dark magic weapon? Can you be sure that a generation of dark gods is dead?" Xu Yin asked, urging him.
Faced with Xu Yin's questioning, Old Man Wu slowly shook his head: "I am not sure about controlling the dark magic weapon, but I have to do this."
"Why must this be done? Now that the demons, ghosts, and dragons have been born, why no one will suppress them in advance? And after they were born, there has been no trouble." Xu Yin gave an example and explained
"The reason is very simple. No one discovered that they would be born in advance, otherwise the strong people of the human race would never allow them to appear." Old Man Wu said affirmatively
Long Jiaoyang has fought with the people from the Demon Clan, but he does not think that the people from the Demon Clan are very strong.
"Is the demon clan really that strong? Why do I think they are very weak?" Long Jiaoyang looked puzzled.
Old man Wu looked up at Long Jiaoyang and asked, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, have you really fought with people from the Demon Clan?"
"Not only have you fought against each other, but you have also captured prisoners. If you don't believe it, you can go to the exile realm to see it." Long Jiaoyang said
"The demon clan has disappeared for endless years, how could it appear elsewhere?" Old Man Wu was very puzzled.
Long Jiaoyang took the initiative to explain, "The place where I encountered the Demon Clan is very special and mysterious. That place can connect the entire Jiuxuan World one after another. If you accidentally go to the wrong place, you may be teleported to the horizon."
"There is such a place in the Exile Realm?" Old Man Wu was surprised.
Xu Yinze said curiously, "This place sounds very mysterious. You must go and see it when you find an opportunity."
"This time I go back, let Monk Kongxu and Tianqi take you in. The experience inside is guaranteed to be unforgettable for you." Long Jiaoyang said with a smile.
Xu Yin immediately shook his head and said, "Long Jiaoyang, the place I want to go the most is the Brahma Realm, don't you want to divert my will."
Long Jiaoyang did not argue with Xu Yin, and his current attention was entirely on the dark magic weapon left by the holy dark sacrifice.
"Xu Yin, senior Wu, how did the sacred dark sacrifices spread throughout the world back then? Why did his dark magic weapon still exist and not destroyed?"
Old man Wu glanced at Xu Yin and signaled to let Xu Yin say it.
Xu Yin did not refuse, and he said in a deep voice, "Tracing the source of the sacrificial arts that are unwilling tolerated by heaven and earth is actually because of that battle involving all sacred sacrifices. The Dark God killed all the realms and was inhumane. In the end, three righteous sacred sacrificial priests who had been in seclusion for many years were triggered. They fought here, but the power of destruction affected the entire Jiuxuan World. In the end, all the righteous and dark totem Void Gods participated in the battle, causing the sky to collapse, the earth torn, the mountains and rivers to reverse, and all things to wither."
"In this battle, the righteous sacred sacrifice and the dark sacrifice died together. The magic weapon used by the Dark God was not sealed, but was sealed in this place of war."
Xu Yin paused and said to the old man Wu very seriously, "Senior Wu, I want to advise you that it is best to consider the consequences clearly, otherwise you will never touch the seal of the Godly War Land."
"Oh... I'm helpless." Old man Wu covered his head with his hands and sighed.
Long Jiaoyang felt very shocked and said, "Can the three righteous sacred priests easily kill a dark god?"
"This question is puzzling. Some people once suspected that the Dark God was about to become an imperial priest back then." Old Man Wu said something amazing, which made Long Jiaoyang stunned.
"Isn't the highest level of sacrificial arts a sacred sacrifice?"
"If the sacred sacrifice is at the highest level, it is impossible to explain the Dark God. One person can kill three sacred sacrifices." Old Man Wu said
Xu Yin agreed with it and said, "There is not much difference in realms in the era of sacrificial arts. As long as the power of stars can be tempted, it can be called a sacred sacrifice. But in fact, the strength gap between each sacred sacrifice is very large. If calculated according to the current realm division, the Dark God has reached the imperial level. And no one can prove that he was killed, and his soul has not been destroyed."
"The soul of the Dark God's soul may not have been destroyed back then. But after hundreds of thousands of years, his soul should have been wiped out long ago." Old Man Wu said
"This is just your guess!" Xu Yin said coldly.
Long Jiaoyang thought of a question, and he couldn't wait to ask, "I have a doubt. The Zhuxian Sword Formation is here. Will the sacred priests of that year fight here and will not touch the Zhuxian Sword Formation?"
"During those years, the Zhuxian Sword Formation did not manifest its divine power. It was the ancestor of the Huang family. After obtaining the opportunity, the Zhuxian Sword Formation truly began to protect this place." Old Man Wu explained
Long Jiaoyang is a little messy. Some things involve eras that cannot be verified, so people need to subvert the facts that they already know.
"Long Jiaoyang, let's go, take Monk Kongxu and others with you and leave here quickly. Once Old Man Wu goes to open the seal of the Godly War Land, this place may become a hell on earth." Xu Yin pulled Long Jiaoyang and wanted to force Long Jiaoyang to leave.
Old man Wu hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Xu Yin, I don't need fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang to take risks. I just hope that he and I will start the road to the land of the gods' war with me."
After saying this, Old Man Wu took out an object and placed it on the stone table.
This is a stone statue head that is almost nothing. If you look at it by an ordinary practitioner, you will not be able to see it clearly. Only by looking at the sacrifice can you see the clues.
Long Jiaoyang and Xu Yin were both attracted by the head of the stone statue. Long Jiaoyang was already a great priest. His spirit and mind were extremely sharp. He felt that the eyes of the stone statue had an indescribable mystery. He got closer and picked up the head of the stone statue and opposed it to his eyes.
Whoosh!
Long Jiaoyang's eyes suddenly fell into darkness. He saw a battlefield with countless corpses inside and amazingly tragic. The body of a big man who was boundless was growing. He seemed to be comparing to the sky and supporting a sky that was about to collapse.
Chapter completed!