Chapter 164 The Golden Stele

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Bai Donglin, who was watching all this from behind, showed a hint of admiration in his eyes. This God Wuque was a good seedling.

The changes in Shen Wuque’s mentality can’t be concealed from him naturally, and the movements in the sea of ​​​​the gods are also invisible in the eyes of his soul. Under such circumstances, he can still remain sober and vigilant. He has talent and brains, not to mention how big he will be in the future. Achievement, at least it is difficult to be killed.

Among the new disciples of this group, Shen Wu Que is one of the best in talent. He is born with two peerless sources of supernatural powers, the law of yang in the left eye, and the law of yin in the right eye. The great supernatural power called "Wan Hua Yin Yang".

To be able to inherit such a top-quality bloodline, the origin of God Wuque is not simple, but unlike him, an ordinary mortal, he has no inheritance bloodline, and can only rely on his own talent and hard work.

While Bai Donglin was thinking about it, the mask barrier that opened the door of light changed again.

The mask that enveloped the huge altar began to become dull, and its power was lost. All the characters were gathered into a word for "soldiers", contracted into a small mysterious character, and engraved into the palm of God Wuque.

The mask was broken, the blood-red altar, which had been covered in dust for a long time, and was worshipped by countless bones, finally welcomed the inheritor again.

With a solemn expression, Shen Wu Que slowly walked up to the altar. Bai Donglin followed closely behind, his eyes scanning the rune pattern inscribed on the altar. He was very curious about this low-dimensional world and this obliterated race. Want to know what the calamity they are facing.

All intelligent beings like to carve and paint. When they are alive, they write books and make biographies. After they die, they have to put up a stone tablet in front of the grave to show that I once existed in this world. This is not only a record The way of inheritance is also a way to leave a mark of one's existence.

Therefore, Bai Donglin doesn't care whether he can understand the characters and patterns on the blood-red altar. Under the shroud of spiritual thoughts, they are all imprinted into his soul. An identical three-dimensional blood-red altar is in his soul. recast.

He can't understand these character patterns now, and it doesn't mean that they won't work in the future. This is also an accumulation of knowledge, and maybe it will play a special role at some point.

Bai Donglin looked left and right at the back, and Shen Wuque, who was walking in front, became more and more solemn as he kept approaching the top of the altar, as if he was a pilgrim, rising from his forehead and between his eyebrows, and his whole body began to emit bursts of golden light. Countless characters flow.

The golden shining god is inexhaustible, like a god who is coming to the world, walking step by step on the strange and mysterious blood-red altar,

The picture is not abrupt, but unusually harmonious.

Here and now, the divine and the evil are fused and unified.

This blood-red altar is very large, and the gods walk slowly. It seems to be some kind of ceremony. Bai Donglin followed with calm eyes, and he was not anxious.

After a long time, the two of them climbed to the top of the flat altar, which was as smooth as a mirror.

The huge empty top of the altar, only a golden pointed stele stands in the center.

hum!

The golden obelisk made a strange humming sound, and then began to flash golden light. The entire blood-red altar began to tremble slightly. Countless golden rays of light shot out from the sharp corners of the golden obelisk and shot straight into the smooth top of the altar. The light entered the inside of the blood-red altar and began to reflect crazily inside, and the light and shadow were outlined by countless rays of light.

Bai Donglin and Shen Wuque stood on the top of the altar, looking down through the red mirror, as if from the perspective of God, the pictures in it were all in front of you, accompanied by countless pictures, and the battle roars came from unknown places to the two of them. ear.

"Roar! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Kill! Kill!"

The boundless battlefield spread from the endless continent to the depths of the void of the universe.

"Formation! In the name of the war clan!"

"Cut! Chop! Chop!"

Countless black armored soldiers looked mad, roared in their mouths, all of them were majestic and terrifying, their eyes overflowed with enthusiasm, and their hands were pinching mysterious magic tricks. Tens of millions, hundreds of millions, trillions of black armored soldiers are all connected by golden light.

In the boundless battlefield of the fierce fighting, a huge light group suddenly appeared, formed by countless golden rays of light.

Roar!

The terrifying roar shattered the sky, bang! With a huge arm protruding from the golden light group, the golden light shrinks and disappears, a huge body stands between the heaven and the earth, and the height is unknown. In the void of the universe, this giant has three heads and six arms!

Six huge eyes opened, and six incomparably thick golden beams of light shot out in an instant. Wherever they passed, whether it was the stars, the continent, or the great sun, they all turned into nothingness, and the beams of light did not disappear until hundreds of light-years away. do.

"Cut!"

The three-headed and six-armed giant roared, his six arms held empty, and a large sword condensed from countless golden lights appeared out of nowhere.

After the white light dissipated, the two looked at the cosmic void cut by the giant again, and there was a pitch-black break in the bright cosmic void!

Xinghe, was cut off!

Bai Donglin understands what this means. The endless stars of the sun in the void of the universe have been slashed by the knife just now, and they have all been wiped out in the dark scars!

"Formation! In the name of the war clan!"

A majestic voice spread throughout the endless battlefield, and the same golden light clusters began to emerge one after another on the battlefield, one, ten, one hundred...

Countless light groups spread to the end of the line of sight.

hum!

The golden pointed stele hummed again, countless rays of light began to shrink back into the stele, and the picture inside the blood-red altar below dissipated at the same time.

The shocking colors in the eyes of Bai Donglin and Shen Wuque could not be dissipated for a long time. What race is this Zhan clan? So terrifying, is that powerful battle formation a military formation? What is the relationship between soldiers and warriors?

Looking at these pictures, Bai Donglin's eyes were even more puzzled, but this battle formation is indeed a bit powerful, no wonder the Holy Sect is so fancy, this is more than a mid-to-low-end battle situation!

There should not be a complete inheritance of military battle formations in this sharp-horned monument, at least it cannot be the "three-headed and six-armed giant" battle formation seen in the picture just now.

Shen Wuque's fate and luck can't carry this kind of thing. Look at Shen Wuque, like a spring outing, not a single hair has fallen off. If he can obtain this kind of anti-sky battle formation, he will doubt this inheritance. Are there any hidden dangers?

At this moment, Shen Wuque also came back to his senses, his eyes staring at the golden pointed stele, and a small character spurted out from between his eyebrows and shot directly into the stele.

The golden pointed stele shook, and a golden beam of light shot out, hitting the center of Shen Wuque's eyebrows. There were countless mysterious characters circulating in the beam of light, all pouring into the divine sea of ​​Shen Wuque.

This is the beginning of the inheritance? This is too casual, Bai Donglin is more certain that this inheritance is not the battle formation seen in the picture just now.

He advocates the ultimate combat power of the individual, and he doesn't actually have much desire for battle formations, but after reading the "wonderful advertisement" before the inheritance of the Golden Obelisk, he now wants to see it.

As soon as the thought moved, Wuwei's divine soul suddenly burned violently, one black and one white pure soul source, turned into two solid thin lines, twisted and rotated around each other, and sprayed out from the little white eyebrows.

The black and white thin lines are extremely fine, extremely hard, and hit the golden cusp at an extremely fast speed, clang! There was a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, which only Bai Donglin's soul could hear.

His brows were slightly wrinkled. This golden horn tablet was exaggeratedly hard. You must know that the soul attack is extremely penetrating to materials. Some ordinary materials can even be ignored. This golden horn tablet is just like his soul attack In the face of "physical" attacks in general.

It's a bit contrary to common sense, but such a mysterious thing from a long time ago has such a powerful characteristic, and it is reasonable.

Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed, and the burning speed of the divine soul skyrocketed again.

clang clang!

In an instant, there were tens of thousands of blows, and the stele remained motionless, let alone breaking through, not even a trace was left. Bai Donglin kept moving, and his soul continued to burn. He was caught up with this thing.

Anyway, there is immortality and immortality to restore the soul, as long as you control it and don't burn yourself to death, otherwise, after resurrection, it will return to the body, and he can continue to attack until the end of the world!

Shen Wu Que still stood with his eyes closed, and the golden beam of light connected him to the steeple. The content of this inheritance seemed endless and took a long time.

Bai Donglin's eyes were still indifferent and calm, but his face became serious and stubborn, and he really didn't believe it today.

Wuwei Divine Soul stepped out of Bai Xiaoxiao's Divine Sea, and came to sit cross-legged in front of the stele, holding the mysterious magic in his hands.

Just when he was about to zoom in further, the golden horn tablet suddenly changed, it trembled slightly, as if sensing something, and another golden beam of light shot out, directly connecting with Wuwei Divine Soul's eyebrows, endless mystery. The characters are instantly transmitted into the soul!

Bai Donglin was stunned for a moment, the sharp-pointed monument didn't seem to be frightening.

It turns out that the reason why Shen Wuque was chosen was not just because of the broken paper, but because of his yin and yang supernatural power source law!

Wuwei Divine Soul is condensed with the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram as the core!

After cutting off the distracting thoughts, Bai Donglin began to immerse himself in the inheritance.

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