Gu Qingshan took out a slaughter from behind, pulled out another kitchen knife, and said to himself: "I haven't eaten chicken for a while..."

The colorful rooster was so scared that he jumped back and shouted: "Calm down! I can tell you another important thing!"

"What's up?"

Gu Qingshan held the kitchen knife and asked gently.

The cock said: "The more powerful the magic, the more powerful the power is needed to support it, so that it can exist in the world. On the contrary, those existences established by using the simplest rules of things can last for countless years and continue to pass on, and the magic power required is also very small."

Gu Qingshan thought about it and this is the reason.

"What do you want to express?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"There are some places in the Pantheon that have never been to, so the murals or statues in those places are also intact. I suggest you take a look at these elegant things." The cock said.

"You mean-" Gu Qingshan hesitated.

"Although the gods exaggerate it, everything is recorded in murals and sculptures."

"Those amazing secrets from eternal times are waiting for you to witness them yourself."

After saying that, the colorful rooster nodded at Gu Qingshan and turned into a statue again and stopped moving.

Gu Qingshan was silent for a while and put away the pot and kitchen knife.

——Are the murals?

His eyes were set on the wall.

The shelter goddess is fighting bloody battles and is fighting an unknown existence.

Maybe in the underwater temple, I can see the true face of that existence?

Gu Qingshan slowly stood up.

"Young Master, do you need me to become you and stay here?" asked the mountain girl.

"No, go with me." Gu Qingshan said cautiously.

He turned into an orange cat, activated the "Ye Mei Ghost Shadow", and borrowed "Yu Wuxia" from Weizun.

Everything is ready.

The orange cat stretched out its claws and grasped a trick.

The door of the secret room was opened.

The orange cat flashed and crawled out of the crack.

The door closed silently again.

All gods are unaware of them.

The orange cat found a tree, rushed up in a few seconds, and felt it carefully.

——The vague sense of surveillance disappeared.

A black silk thread was wrapped around its left front paw and pointed in a certain direction.

The orange cat narrowed his eyes and looked at the river bank in the night.

In a moment.

The cat started running.

It soon came to the water shore, and found a loose piece of soil in the remote grass along the direction pointed by the thread of fate.

The orange cat gently scraped the soil with its claws, revealing a half-human-wide hole.

The deep water poured out from the hole and soon returned to peace.

The orange cat looked at the tunnel that had been flooded long ago and thought secretly.

——I don’t know what this hole used to be used for, but in short, it avoided the doomsday garbage in the underground river.

It is the passage between a temple and other buildings.

The orange cat quietly dived into the water and dived down the hole.

It was pitch black all around and nothing could be seen.

The orange cat waved its four claws and kept digging water, while using his spiritual thoughts to observe the situation deep in the passage.

Water floods everything.

Until the deepest place, there were still no living creatures and no sounds.

The orange cat dived for about half an hour, but still couldn't find it to the end.

At this moment, it was also a little surprised.

What is the shelter goddess doing? She actually built such a deep tunnel on her island.

The orange cat pondered slightly and made a decision quickly.

It directly launched a moving shape and began to move rapidly in this water-filled tunnel.

This continued to dive for a quarter of an hour, and there was finally a change ahead.

The orange cat found itself taking off a black ceiling.

Apart from the ceiling, the surroundings are vast and hazy water, and nothing can be seen clearly.

The orange cat twisted and looked at the black ceiling.

The entire ceiling is indefinitely deep and wide, and dense holes are chiseled on it, and they all look exactly the same, without any difference.

Until now, the orange cat has not understood the situation in front of him.

It gently stroked the hole where it came, made a small mark, and then swam downwards.

Then it saw that scene-

Endless corpses lie in the deep water below, forming a sea of ​​corpses.

Looking around, I can't see the edge of this sea of ​​corpses at all.

Each corpse looks like praying devoutly, and it still maintains its original expression even after death.

The corpse was covered in armor and armed with weapons, as if preparing to fight something.

A huge stone pillar extends from the depths of the sea of ​​corpses, connecting to the black walls on the ceiling.

On this stone pillar, an existence holding a long-handled scythe was depicted. He was wearing a black cloak, his face hidden in his hood, commanding countless skeletons, fighting an inexplicable monster.

Unfortunately, the monster was left with only a vague stone body, and the originally carved image had long been destroyed.

——I can’t tell what that is at all.

The orange cat stopped for a moment, and his expression was still a little confused in the sea.

This seems to be the temple of the god of death.

However, this place is different from all the temples it has seen.

The orange cat swam towards the huge stone pillar.
Chapter completed!