Chapter 1140 The Last Words of the Ancient Sage

The outside of the palace was empty, and there was no plaque indicating the name of the palace. But there is a circle of hundreds of giant stone pillars surrounding this simple palace, with a tall statue standing on each pillar. These statues are all elderly men and women with high crowns and robes and solemn faces. They all lower their heads slightly and look down, as if they are looking at Wu Qi and them.

Wu Qi and the others also raised their heads and looked at these statues. They all wore identical high crowns and identical robes. Their expressions were so serious, and there was even an indescribable feeling in their granite-like expressions. Deep and lifeless. Wu Qi always felt that these elderly men and women all looked like the death row inmates awaiting execution, as if they knew their death was imminent and everyone was just trying to stay calm.

But the power contained in these statues shocked Wu Qi and others. It was a terrifying energy several times more powerful than Wu Qi's today. These incredibly powerful energies are evenly distributed within the statue. It is obvious that these powers are only used to maintain the statue from damage.

"Luxury, too extravagant!" Ao Buzun exclaimed, "Isn't it just a group of statues? Why put so much effort into it?"

After commenting on these statues for a while, Ao Buzun squatted on the ground, kicked the ground hard, then shook his head and sighed. Unlike these statues that took a lot of effort to maintain, the materials used in this palace and the square outside the palace are simply too shabby. No precious materials were used, but the ordinary granite that can be seen everywhere. It's just that the polishing technique is very delicate, using the texture of the rock itself to form exquisite patterns, which looks like it has a heavy charm.

Under the gaze of those statues, Wu Qi slowly walked along the central corridor towards the main entrance of the palace. From time to time, Wu Qi raised his head to look at the statues on top of the huge pillars. No need to ask, you know that these people must have been powerful in the holy world, and ordinary spiritual ancestors and founders would not want to leave their presence here. They are at least saints with names.

The once glorious and infinite holy world left endless reveries to the creatures in today's Pangu world and the chaotic world. Those supreme beings who dominated the fate of hundreds of millions of creatures now only left these statues.

Holding the little hands of Princess Zhangle and Qixia, Wu Qi walked and said with a smile: "We won't become statues in the future, right? I remember I said a long, long time ago that I will live well, along with the people around me. Live well!"

For some reason, Wu Qi suddenly remembered what happened a long time ago while walking in this deathly silent palace. He remembered that back on Earth, in the ruins of the ancient city of Machu Picchu, he and his mentors, he and his brothers were defeated as easily as they were crushing ants. What is the name of that Taoist who wields a flying sword?

Wu Qi suddenly realized that he had forgotten the name of that Qingcheng Taoist, but he still remembered the despair and helplessness he felt at that time. It was that kind of despair and helplessness that drove him to this day.

It drives him to work hard and strive hard to obtain higher power and greater power at all costs. He not only wants to protect himself, but also the people around him.

His palms tightened slightly, he wanted to protect his two wives and their unborn children. In Princess Zhang Le's belly was the child he and she conceived, a lovely life destined to be powerful; in Qixia's belly was the terrifying 360,000 invisible demons from the outside world that he and she had inadvertently conceived. But whether they are demons or demons, they are all his children. He wants to protect them!

He glanced at Ao Buzun and his group walking beside him.

His brothers, his friends, and his disciples are all people he cares about. He needed more power, he needed more power, he wanted to protect them. Whether it's a boundary breaker or some other ghost, if they want to infringe on Wu Qi's interests, then they will fight to the death!

Looking up at the statues standing on the top of the pillars, Wu Qi smiled sarcastically, these once high-altitude saints! What were they thinking when they fell? Have they ever had the same sense of crisis as Wu Qi, have they ever struggled to survive like Wu Qi, have they ever pursued power at all costs like Wu Qi?

A flash of light flashed between his eyebrows, and the first ray of innate thief energy turned into an invisible net and spread, silently covering the hundreds of statues. Wu Qi controlled the thief's energy and gradually invaded these statues, and shouted in a low voice: "Since you have disappeared, why do you leave this figure? If you die, you will die. If you leave the statues, no one will miss you. Only living is the best. Truth, if you die, die cleanly!"

The crackling sound of 'pop' continued to be heard, and one statue after another turned into bright and shining streams of diamond dust and fell down. These statues were protected by restrictions around them, but under the influence of the thief's spirit, these restrictions were broken by Wu Qi, and all the power inside the statues turned into pure holy power and flew towards Wu Qi.

Opening his body and consciousness, Wu Qi absorbed these pure and powerful holy powers. There was a faint layer of gleaming light on his body, and his aura became even more elusive.

The sky was filled with light like snow, and the flowing light kept falling, and the statues were broken into pieces one after another. Ao Buzun looked at the broken statues and suddenly sighed: "Tsk, are all the saints in the holy world old men and old ladies? Why are there not any young and beautiful ones? Tsk, if such a statue is destroyed, it will be destroyed. Well, there’s nothing to be sorry for!”

After listening to Ao Buzun's words, everyone came back to their senses, right? Why are these statues a group of old men and women?

But soon everyone raised their eyes and looked at the palaces in the distance. Ao Buzun also laughed. Just outside the palace closest to them, there were all handsome men and beauties standing on the huge pillars. statue. A handsome and elegant boy who looks like a god, and a girl with stunning beauty that makes people fall in love. These statues of handsome men and beautiful women are very suitable for Ao Buzun's taste.

But outside other palaces, the statues standing on giant pillars are weird. Some are animal-shaped statues, some are bird statues, some are insects, and some are venomous snakes and pythons. It's just that these alien statues are much less than the humanoid statues. There are only a hundred or so statues in the shape of poisonous snakes and pythons at most.

It is obvious that the saints in the Holy World have different appearances. Unlike all the monks in the Pangu World who are trying their best to modify their appearance, the saints in the Holy World maintain more of the original appearance of their own race. But it is obvious that saints in human form dominate the scene. At least about 60% of saints have the same human appearance as Wu Qi and others.

They were marveling all the way, and everyone was speculating in low voices about the possibilities of the Holy World. They had already reached the door of this palace.

Hundreds of statues have all been broken into pieces, and the holy power in the statues has been absorbed by Wu Qi. Only then did Wu Qi feel that his body had finally changed in a substantial sense. Whether it was strength or holy power cultivation, whether it was the scope of divine consciousness or the sensitivity of the five senses and six consciousnesses, everything was completely different from before.

The voice of Ju Ling sounded faintly: "The holy world is divided into ten levels, the third level is the founder, the third level is the spiritual ancestor, the third level is the saint, and the last level is the realm where the seven strongest ones are. Congratulations, master, you Now you are finally a truly qualified founder, and you are now the weakest 'beginning' level founder."

Is this the real creation now? Wu Qi shook his head. From this point of view, although the division of levels in the Holy Realm is simple, the gap between each level is huge. After moving his body, Wu Qi let go of Princess Zhang Le and Qixia's little hands, pressed his hands on the stone door in front of him, which was about thirteen feet high and two feet wide, and slowly pushed the stone door open.

It was only then that Wu Qi realized that the stone door was so heavy that it was crushing. With his current strength, he could hardly push the stone door. It was too heavy, so heavy that it was indescribable. Veins popped up on Wu Qi's forehead, he was sweating profusely, and the smell of blood came out of his throat. He even used the strength to feed himself before he could barely push the stone door open. A gap that allows people to enter.

The people on the side were dumbfounded. They had fought side by side with Wu Qi these days, and had gone through countless storms and obstacles along the way. They all knew that Wu Qi's current strength had already exceeded the limit they could imagine. But such a powerful Wu Qi even struggled to push open the door. What was this palace door made of?

Wu Qi, who was panting and sweating, took back his hand. He looked at the palace door, which had only opened a gap, with a wry smile, and said with a wry smile, "That's it, just go in like this. This door is really heavy and unreasonable. This is ordinary." Granite?”

As soon as the words came out, Wu Qi slapped himself hard on the forehead, and he laughed at himself: "I forgot again, here, what is ordinary and what is extraordinary, where is the evaluation standard? Maybe? The granite in the holy world is like this. A piece of granite the size of a palm is as heavy as hundreds of stars? It’s like hell!”

While Wu Qi was talking, he suddenly cursed, because he suddenly saw that the stone door that made him half-dead from exhaustion was only as thin as a cicada's wing! Even several times thinner than cicada wings! Such a thin door, a stone door that Wu Qi had the impression that he could blow it to pieces in one breath, actually made him tired like this!

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, and Ao Buzun, who was the most arrogant, shut his mouth. The magical power of the Holy World is really incomprehensible. They used their spiritual consciousness to scan this stone door again and again. This is indeed an ordinary stone door carved from granite, and there are no restrictions on it, but such a thin door How could a granite door be so heavy?

After marveling for a while, Wu Qi walked into the palace first.

A faint sigh suddenly came from the palace, and the sound startled Wu Qi.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Qi and the others. It was an old man with white beard wearing a white robe and a high crown. The kind-faced old man looked at Wu Qi and the others quietly for a while, then suddenly sighed loudly: "You are here? Since you are here... then I am dead, right? Hey, I am actually dead, so many I didn’t enjoy the wine, there were so many beauties waiting for me to pamper them, how could I die?”

As he was talking, the old man suddenly burst into tears: "I still have thousands of Xinna concubines in my palace. Why did I die like this?"

Wu Qi felt cold sweat all over his body. He glanced at Ao Buzun subconsciously. How come this old guy's words were exactly the same as Ao Buzun's?

Before Wu Qi could think of a topic to talk to the old man, the old man suddenly smiled brightly and said: "Hey, if you die, just die. After all, if I die, none of them can escape. Hehe, there are so many People will die with me, even my old lover and my old enemy are dead, so I won’t be lonely!”

After laughing a few times, the old man pointed at Wu Qi and asked with a smile: "Little Shichuang, do you want the powerful sacred weapon left in this palace, or do you want to hear my last words?"

Wu Qi was stunned for a moment. Sacred weapon and last words? How to choose this?

Eat, eat... I want to eat meat!

After four days of eating porridge, I want meat, meat, meat!