Chapter 3474 Colorful Order

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The main hall has been smashed by thunder for an unknown period of time, and the whole has turned gray-white. It seems that even the building is unsupported and may collapse at any time.

But at the top of the hall, the things used to attract thunder still exude colorful rays of light.

That's a token.

The token is only about the size of a palm, but every time the thunder falls, it will emit a colorful light.

The light shone and seemed to expand the appearance of its body hundreds of times.

Then as the thunder disappeared, it gradually began to shrink.

This time it lasted for a full ten breaths.

After ten breaths, when the token shrinks to its original appearance, the thunder will come down again.

"I don't have much time left, why don't you come in quickly?" The old voice sounded again.

The strange thing is that the sound seems to be in their ears.

"We're coming in here."

Qin Shaofeng didn't dare to delay any more, and hurriedly walked towards the main entrance of the hall.

As he took a step forward, there seemed to be a ripple of water under his feet.

The strange ripples spread, making him seem to be stepping on some kind of space node.

When he was surprised, he found that Chen Xing Laogui and others were also shocked by this scene.

Since the old man was anxious and urged, he naturally would not stop.

Divine consciousness spread to the maximum.

While carefully observing this place, he also walked towards the gate of the main hall step by step.

It's a pity that when he pushed the door with his hand, he didn't find out why.

The moment when you reach out and touch the door.

A life-and-death crisis suddenly appeared.

Qin Shaofeng was horrified, jumped up suddenly and wanted to retreat.

But before he could move, the door opened to both sides.

The cold current suddenly rushed out of it and froze him directly into an ice sculpture. It took him half an hour before he barely shattered the ice seal.

At this time, the door of the main hall has been opened, and from here, it is possible to roughly understand the situation in the main hall.

It was an empty hall.

The reason why it is said to be empty is also because there is only one altar of colorful colors inside the entire hall.

There was only one figure on the altar.

No matter how he looked at it, he was already dead, and he could not see any trace of life, but he had some kind of handprint on his hand.

One after another breath still poured into the handprint from him.

With the increase of the breath on the handprint to the extreme, it will suddenly rush out and merge into the void in front.

The colorful token that I just saw in the distance will also appear suddenly at this moment.

Immediately, the token that absorbed his power would disappear again.

Thunder appeared.

"Those thunderbolts were actually made by you?" Qin Shaofeng shouted in shock.

Even the people on the altar are dead no matter how you look at them.

He could also clearly recognize that the phantoms on his face that had appeared before, as well as the voice just now, all came from this 'corpse'.

But the scenes he could see were far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

After observing for a while, he could only ask questions.

"The old man doesn't have that kind of ability. All of this comes from the handwriting of True Monarch Colorful." The voice reappeared.

It's just that the phantom he had seen before did not appear.

"Go to the center of the temple gate, where there used to be a footprint hundreds of years ago, but unfortunately it can't be seen now, you should be careful yourself, if you go wrong, it is the heyday of this old man, and there is no possibility of survival."

The voice sounded again.

At this time, the old ghost Chen Xing and others also broke through the ice.

Listening to the voice of the old man, the old ghost Chen Xing couldn't help but ask, "Who are you and why are you here?"

"come in!"

The old man didn't seem to hear the voices of others.

Qin Shaofeng frowned.

What the naked eye can see is a scene of dead silence, but he clearly knows that even if the old man has died for many years, it is just a matter of blowing his breath to kill them.

Not daring to hesitate any longer, he turned back and gave Chen Xing Old Gui and the others a calm look before walking into the hall step by step as the voice said.

The moment both feet fell into the hall, he clearly understood the reason for the life-and-death crisis just now.

This entire hall seems to be condensed from colorful colors.

It seems very common for the two gates to be aligned alone, but now they can reveal white light and shadow.

The gloomy cold just now, and even the cold air that turned them into ice sculptures, obviously came from these two gates.

"I'm in."

Qin Shaofeng stood firm and said.

"Come beside me. After stepping on the altar, walk along the pattern on the altar and come to my left side." The voice sounded again.

Without the ability to fight, Qin Shaofeng had to approach the past cautiously.

The moment he ascended the altar, he finally felt the abnormality of this mountain.

This altar seems to be an endless black hole, as if to suck everything into it. If every step he takes is strictly according to the voice, I am afraid it will be early.

It has died hundreds of times.

After another full breath, he took the more than thirty steps and stood firmly on the left side of the 'corpse'.

"Squat down, I have a jade slip in the front of my clothes, take it out, and there records the results and records of the old man's struggle with ghosts over the years."

"When you go back, help me take it to the master of Yunxian Temple, or let your teacher give it to the master of your lineage."

The voice sounded again, but what was implied in the voice made Qin Shaofeng's eyes widen suddenly.

"Ghost corpse? Senior, are you fighting against ghost corpse?" Qin Shaofeng exclaimed.

"You know about ghost corpses at such a young age?"

The 'corpse' turned his head sharply.

But his body was obviously dead for too long, and this twist actually made his head roll down from its original position.

In an instant, he was sucked into powder by the terrifying suction on the altar.

"I'm careless, it seems that even if the old man doesn't do this, he can only support it for another three or two years at most."

The voice sounded again.

"Boy, I don't have time to tell you more, remember my words clearly, old man Yun Chengtian, tell me my name, even if my Yunxian Temple is still the top three forces, its master will definitely meet you."

"The old man can't hold it anymore, but it's a pity that you were so weak before you died."

"Helpless, helpless."

"But no matter how you say it, you are also a human being, and you are still a person of that power, so you are not incompetent."

"Remember, the True Monarch of Colorful Colors turned into a thunderbolt at the cost of his life to make these nine colorful orders."

"So, the colorful orders must not fall into the hands of ghosts. When your cultivation level rises, you must retrieve the remaining eight colorful orders."

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