"Buzz!"

At this time, a black Buddha light came from Kong Ling's tender hands again, which shocked Jiang Lingkong's body. The memory scenes that were about to leave him returned to his body again, causing Jiang Lingkong to sweat in a cold sweat.

"Memory must not be lost. No matter what happens in the future, you must protect them. Otherwise, losing memory is no different from losing yourself and becoming another person. By then, you will not be you." Kong Ling's voice came.

"Um."

Jiang Lingkong nodded seriously.

Not long after, they walked down the Naihe Bridge. After getting off the bridge, Jiang Lingkong breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could relax, the place that appeared in front of him was shocked again.

It was a village, and the sign at the entrance of the village had three ancient fonts written in "Rebirth Village".

At this moment, Jiang Lingkong felt that he had really come to the underworld. Even if it was not, he was a transit station leading to the underworld. What is the Yin-Yang Road, Naihe Bridge, and the Rebirth Village are all similar to the underworld recorded by the people.

Kong Ling and Jiang Lingkong entered the village of rebirth. There was no one here. According to folk records, there should be some souls waiting to be reincarnated. However, the place is empty now and I don’t know how long it has been abandoned.

In the village, there are all kinds of ancient houses, streets, and temples, as well as some dark plants. I don’t know what variety they are, old millstones, vicissitudes of ancient wells, and everything here is similar to an ordinary mountain village outside.

However, there is a peaceful atmosphere here.

That's right, it's not quiet, calm, or peaceful, but peaceful. Such words are generally only used on "dead people".

In other words, this village is filled with a peaceful breath of death, which makes Jiang Lingkong, a living person, feel very uncomfortable here.

"If this was really a village of rebirth, why, there was no soul? If there was really a subterranean and reincarnation in this world, if so many people died every day, this place would have been overcrowded." Jiang Lingkong said in confusion.

However, Kong Ling did not answer his question. She looked around and then walked to a place and said, "I want to meet a friend. I hope it can open the door of hell for me. Just wait in the village and don't run around."

After saying that, Kong Ling left the place directly, and a kind of fog spread out from his body, as if he had left with the help of fog.

Jiang Lingkong took a deep breath, not minding that he stayed in this place at all, walking here with a slim and dash.

If it were ordinary people, they would definitely not have such courage. After all, this is a village of rebirth. It is very likely that it is a place where the dead spirits gather. If you are rashly rushing, God knows what will happen.

Only people like Jiang Lingkong, who are very mentally stubborn, are fearless and careless about wandering around here.

He entered some buildings, which were old but very strong. Jiang Lingkong tried to swing a few punches but could not break the bricks and tiles here. He had no idea what materials these buildings were cast, as if they were eternal and immortal.

Next, he studied the vegetation here. Every grass and tree gathered a peaceful atmosphere, which could actually nurture a person's soul.

Jiang Lingkong was delighted that if this kind of thing was taken to the outside world, it would definitely be exchanged for many good things.

In the outside world, genius treasures that nurture souls are extremely rare and rare. Many people in need are willing to offer sky-high prices to buy even such things.

But in this village of rebirth, every grass and tree are all such genius treasures, and their value is incalculable.

Jiang Lingkong was delighted and picked the plants and trees here. He had enough warehouses to collect a large amount of black vegetation.

Soon, he set his sights on a millstone in the village. It was made of completely unknown stone. It was an old and round desert. It was not like the shape of the metal millstone that Jiang Lingkong found before, but rather a cylindrical large stone roll.

"I don't know what it is, let's take it away." Jiang Lingkong thought of this and directly collected the big stone and rolled it to study it later.

Next, Jiang Lingkong went in and out of some houses one after another, and some houses stored things. Jiang Lingkong didn't know what it was, but he just took them all away. It felt like a bandit entering a village.

Not long after, Jianmu came to a temple in the village. This temple was the worst abandonment, and I don’t know who was worshipped.

There is a broken mud tire here, with no head left, but it is still majestic, tall and mighty. Although it is a mud tire, it feels like it emits an oppressive aura invisibly.

"Hell... God of War."

Jiang Lingkong saw a line of small words written on the spiritual position, which was already blurred and could vaguely identify four words.

This mud tire, holding a war halberd, seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of time, and was damaged and unusable.

However, the black and gold armor on the body of the God of War was intact, and its breastplate, shoulder pads, and wrist guards still emitted a cold luster.

"I offend you so much. I have no intention of offending you. I just want to borrow your war suit and wear it. What causes and consequences are there or any disaster? Please come to me and remember my name. My name is Mu Shaoqin." After Jiang Lingkong said that, he walked forward and took off the black gold armor on the body of the God of War.

Jiang Lingkong was not afraid of any gaze and put this black and gold armor on his body, which was really quite fitting.

He was originally wearing a sword robe, but now he had a set of black and gold breastplate, shoulder pads, wrist guards, and Jiang Lingkong's thick long black hair now looked even more majestic.

At the same time, Jiang Lingkong also found a hell mask and brought it with him to cover up his breath well.

This hell mask depicts a hellish scene. This should have belonged to the statue of the god of war in hell, but the statue lost its head and the mask fell here.

When Jiang Lingkong wore it on his face, he felt like the return of the God of War in Hell, and invisibly, he had a terrifying temperament.

"Goodbye."

Jiang Lingkong said, walking out of the temple.

Next, he walked around the village and found nothing special.

Kong Ling didn't know where he went and disappeared.

Finally, Jiang Lingkong came to an ancient well. The ancient well had been dry for many years, or... this ancient well was not used to fetch water.

Jiang Lingkong looked inside and saw a luster rippling from the ancient well. This luster seemed to appear out of thin air, and some pictures were reflected inside.

It was a mountain. In the picture, the specific situation on the mountain appeared, which was Dadao Mountain.

At this moment, Jiang Lingkong was inside the mountain of Dadao Mountain, and from this ancient well, he saw the picture on Dadao Mountain.

"The well on earth."

At the edge of the ancient well, Jiang Lingkong saw three ancient characters, which were the name of this ancient well.

"Huh? That's... a human?" At this time, Jiang Lingkong saw some pictures through the Immortal Olympic Games, where young powerful men from various countries fought against Dadao Mountain.

...

A fierce battle is taking place on the Dadao Mountain at this moment.

Young strong men from all over the country fought all the way to the top of Dadao Mountain. Various creations appeared in the mountains, which were their competition goals. At this moment, an ancient and old cave was opened.

There are two scattered fairy bones hanging at the door of this cave, and the bones are shining with golden glow, which is shocking.

Sanxian, almost the strongest man at the peak of this world.
Chapter completed!