Chapter 175: Relics of Death
The secret of heaven is approaching, and it seems that it is not just a blue ball. The August galaxy belongs to the Western magic world and should be considered a lineage with the Western Holy See.
The layout of Western gods has been intervened in the Eastern Blue Ball, and the layout of Eastern gods may also be intervened in the Western world.
Jiang Daoli thought in his heart, and Yukong rushed to the ruins of the god of death.
I don’t know how Liu Xuan and the others are doing, and how much world does Zhang Xianxing have to go through and what tasks they have to complete.
The ruins of the God of Death are located in the sea. In the changes of ancient times, the ruins of the God of Death have sank to the bottom of the sea. If the four people had not been extremely brave in order to gain strength, they would never have discovered the ruins of the God of Death.
Jiang Daoli jumped like the sea and sank hundreds of meters. Finally, he saw a black cave, emitting a trace of death and there was no living thing around him.
The cave is enough to pass through. This is the result of the expansion of the four people. It has a dead energy that resists the entry of sea water.
Jiang Daoli entered the cave, and endless death energy filled with him. His magic eye opened and his vision was wide open. A mysterious ancient temple appeared in his sight. The three-meter-long stone pillars were carved with countless mysterious patterns, which were Western divine patterns.
In the center of the temple, a statue of a god holding a sword in his hand and black wings stood on his back. Time has changed, and the statue of a god has decayed and has become a dead object.
The dilapidated temple, the rotten statues of gods, the gods have left, leaving only a pile of dead objects.
Jiang Daoli's divine thoughts explored the surroundings, and suddenly, it seemed to have aroused some kind of restriction. The surroundings were filled with death, and a pure death aura was washed away.
The aura of death was washed away, Jiang Daoli felt a stern in his heart, and he quickly investigated carefully, but there was no movement around him, and the boiling aura of death began to calm down.
"How could it not be?" Jiang Daoli frowned. It could cause the aura of death to boil. There was definitely a secret, but why could he not detect his spiritual consciousness?
Scanding around and confirming that there was nothing suspicious about hiding things, Jiang Daoli suddenly looked at the rotten statue, without hesitation, and punched up.
boom
With a trembling sound, the statue of the god exploded and a black bead flew out.
Jiang Daoli's spiritual power turned into a big hand and instantly grabbed the round bead. Suddenly, the information was revealed: the memory bead from the Greek gods recorded a secret passage, and the injected spiritual power can be viewed.
The spiritual power was infused, and the black round beads emitted a misty dead energy, and scenes appeared in Jiang Daoli's mind.
In the mountains of corpses and sea of blood, mythological wars, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, were killed, and countless gods were fighting, including Western gods, Eastern immortals and Buddhas, and one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, was killed, and countless, gods were killed, and there were many, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, were killed, and there were many, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, were
The gods, immortals and Buddhas, and giants of the sky fought each other, fighting in a mess, collapsed the stars, destroyed the world, and shook a star field.
Jiang Daoli shocked these gods and the power of the immortals and Buddhas, but he was even more puzzled. Why did these gods start to do it? Moreover, seeing their ruthless actions and ferocious looks, they were completely red in their eyes?
Could it be that in ancient times, there was some conflict between the immortals, Buddhas and gods in the East and the West, and then they fought and set up a scene to fight?
The picture ended here, and there was no more information. Jiang Daoli searched for a while, but found nothing again, so he stood up and left.
Although I found the memory beads, it was still useless. The information inside was not very helpful to him, so I just watched the blockbuster movie for a few minutes.
Back at the reservoir, Lin Xian and others were already asleep.
Jiang Daoli opened WeChat and contacted Zhu Tian.
"What's wrong with the Tianwu Continent? Do you pay attention to the news about Daqin?"
"The Tianwu Continent is in chaos. Now there are eighteen geniuses. Their practices are very strange, and they are very different from the Tianwu system."
"As for the Great Qin, the two Great Qin emperors are hard to match, but the successor of the First Emperor seems to have some trump card. Several neutral Nascent Soul ancestors have moved closer to her. Once those Nascent Souls are completely expressed, the war in the Great Qin will be over." Zhu Tian said.
Jiang Daoli nodded secretly. There were countless techniques in the inheritance key. As long as Chen Yue could use it, it was not impossible to win over the Nascent Soul Ancestor. As for whether the ship would capsize, it depends on Chen Yue's method.
"That empress, do you know her strength and information?" Jiang Daoli asked.
"I don't know, she was hiding very tightly. Rumors were that even some of the ancestors of the Nascent Soul could not find her. They only knew that she was in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. However, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was changed. Now only this descendant of the First Emperor can come and go freely, otherwise even if the Nascent Soul goes, he will be buried in it." Zhu Tian said.
The Mausoleum of the First Emperor is the guarantee for the successors of Qin Shihuang. It seems that the First Emperor also thought of the current situation.
"Then tell me about the situation of Tianwu, and the eighteen geniuses." Jiang Daoli said.
"The Tianwu Alliance has also begun to be in chaos, rumors are everywhere, the Three Kingdoms are in turmoil, and many people have begun to doubt their beliefs, and some even want to become kings." Zhu Tian sighed.
"From your appearance, you don't seem to be in a hurry or worry at all?" Jiang Daoli said. Zhu Tian was able to speak out so calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"It's useless to worry. I just want to break through to the Nascent Soul as soon as possible. Now I understand that strength is the foundation. When I have enough strength, I can suppress and sweep everything." Zhu Tian said.
"Let's talk about those eighteen geniuses." Zhu Tian changed the subject and said, "The eighteen people are really strange. They were just ordinary people, but they transformed overnight. Now they are the Grand Master of Jindan. When troubled times come, these eighteen people actually united."
Eighteen people united and eighteen great masters of the Golden Elixir teamed up. This is a terrible force. Even in the Kingdom of Dali, I dare not say that I could find the eighteen great masters of the Golden Elixir at any time.
Jiang Daoli smiled slightly. He didn't expect these eighteen people to meet, and he didn't expect them to get together. However, these eighteen are not idiots, they are all very smart and know that union is the king.
Their strength is weak when they are divided, and when they are gathered, they are all transformed by ordinary people. They do not believe in Emperor Tianwu, so they naturally have a common language. After meeting, they learned that it was taught by Jiang Daoli, so they naturally gathered together.
Zhu Tian had contacted them, better than one or two, but before long, eighteen people chased and fought. If it weren't for their scruples, Zhu Tian would have been dead.
Hearing what Zhu Tian said, Jiang Daoli was very satisfied. These eighteen people made great progress. Although it was related to the resources he left behind, they could not deny their efforts.
After closing the chat information with Zhu Tian, Jiang Daoli approached Song Hong again and learned about the situation in the south. Only then did he learn that the situation in the south was in danger. Without the Qin Dynasty's troops to send reinforcements, the angel clan could no longer suppress it.
The Three Kingdoms Alliance is now trying hard to suppress it, but it can only block the attacks of most of the angel tribes. A small number of them still take advantage of the chaos to escape the south and enter the Tianwu Alliance and the Qin Dynasty.
Jiang Daoli could have imagined that the Tianwu Continent would be a war that swept the whole world in the future. It depends on Zhu Tian, Chen Yue, Song Hong, and the eighteen people he set up. Who can break through to the magical powers first, sweep the angel clan, and end the war.
Chapter completed!