Chapter 375

This group of people not only knew the two pithy formulas from the disciples of cangming hall, but also knew that Ling Henchao, the land God of cangming hall, was trapped in the underground array. If Chen xinglie had not come here at the right time, they would have starved to death in the tomb.

Ling hen Chao's lesson from the past, not long ago, how dare people act rashly?

The whole team, silent.

The scene was a little surprised.

Soon after.

Before Chen xinglie went to the temple hall, it was here that he met the king of blood moon fishing.

Now the king of the blood moon in his cloak is gone, but the forest breath from the temple has not been reduced by half. On the contrary, it is more dignified than before Chen xinglie came to the temple.

There's a problem!

Chen xinglie could not help frowning.

According to the normal situation, after the soul of the king of blood and moon is scattered, the breath in the temple will certainly fade. Why not only does it not fade, but it is more dignified and seems to be more dangerous than before?

This is not right!

Chen xinglie pondered for a moment, but still stepped into the temple square which he had never entered.

Now it's different from the last one.

In any case, there are a large number of land immortals around. In the lower world of martial arts, it can be regarded as an extremely terrifying force, and the safety factor is much larger.

Again.

If Chen xinglie was hesitant, he would be doubted by the land immortals.

Why dare not go forward?

Are you afraid?

Chen Sheng, the most holy man in the world, is so worried. I'm afraid there is something wrong with him!

In addition to that.

Chen xinglie himself thinks that this is the best opportunity to enter the temple to explore. If you don't go, when you don't have this group of land immortals following you, it will be more dangerous than this time.

Go, go!

Chen xinglie strides forward.

The square ground in front of the temple is dark, like a dark lake with no bottom. Now there is no king of blood moon fishing here. There is no ripple on the dark lake. It is like a black mirror that can't reflect light. Walking on it, it's very flat, and nothing happens all the way.

The temple gate, right ahead.

The ancient and simple buildings are generally grand, and this temple dominated by night is no exception.

The height of the gate alone is more than ten Zhang.

Standing at the gate of the temple, you can see that in the main hall inside the temple, there is a "White House"? Wei An's figure is wearing a long robe with a handsome face and a bun on his head. However, the shape of the bun is not straight up, but slightly tilted backward. It is very different from the male hairstyle popular in the world of martial arts.

This!

It's the night Lord!

In Chen xinglie's memory, there was a picture of traveling with the empress to a dominant temple in the upper world. He knew that the sculpture that could be built in or before the dominating Temple must be the master himself.

Other people have no such qualification except to dominate.

If you build statues in the master temple, you will surely make the master furious. Who can bear the anger of the ancient master?

Of course.

Today, the ancient master has been silent for countless years, and has never appeared in the world. Maybe some people with unique hobbies and evil tastes can do such things, but Chen xinglie can see that the statue of master in the hall must be the ancient master himself.

Just because of Zhao Yumeng's eyes, there is a change.

It's an expression of seeing an old friend.

When Chen xinglie gave Zhao Yumeng the sword of anger, which is the master of winter, to participate in the research, he once saw a similar expression on Zhao Yumeng's face.

Yongye master and winter master are Zhao Yumeng's old friends!

Chen xinglie couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. He thought to himself, "if one day, Zhu Er finds that I have been fooling her, what should I do. At that time, I'm afraid something will happen. However, it will be a long time before Zhu Er knows the truth. It is still very early now. There is no need to think so much at present. When it comes to the bridge, the boat will be straight. "

Boom!

At the moment when all the people came to the gate of the hall, a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the dark hall.

Thunder is black!

Black thunder is like a long dragon, twining around the waist of the statue, like a jade belt.

This ray of thunder not only did not light up the hall at all, but also absorbed all the dark light that existed in the temple forever.

The crowd was astonished.

In the world of martial arts, there has never been such a dark thunder.

The land fairies opened their mouths one by one and were too frightened to speak.

Although Chen xinglie has many memories of the upper world, he has never seen such black thunder light, which can swallow up the light, which is even more than that of black holes. Fortunately, the thunder just devours the brilliance. Unlike the cosmic black hole in Chen xinglie's impression, anything can be swallowed up.However, Chen xinglie had been to other dominating temples. Knowing that there must be mysterious and strange places here, Chen xinglie had already prepared himself, so he did not change his face like others.

The only one similar to Chen xinglie is Zhao Yumeng.

She frowned slightly and gazed at the direction that had just flashed the thunder. For a moment, she fell into deep meditation and turned to Chen xinglie. However, Chen xinglie's eyes were deep and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Chen Lang."

Zhao Yumeng asked, "do you remember something?"

"I can't remember." Chen xinglie shook his head.

Just now, Chen xinglie was really recalling some things, but what he recalled was that when he was with the empress, he visited the dominant temple in the upper Kingdom hand in hand. What he remembered was the scene that the empress was desperate to save his life when he was leaving.

Zhao Yumeng also said: "Zhu Er can't remember."

Their words were very brief.

It can be heard that in the ears of the surrounding land gods, it is like thunder!

What does it mean that such an ancient temple can make these two people fall into memory?

It means that most of these two people lived in the times related to this ancient temple before reincarnation.

"Dare I dare to ask Chen Sheng. "

Dongguoyang is more knowledgeable than ordinary land immortals. Because he has read a lot of books, he has a broader horizon. He thinks more and more things. The more he thinks, the more he is afraid. Even when he talks, he can't control his tone. His voice trembles slightly and says, "dare to ask Chen Sheng, what temple is this?"

Chen xinglie didn't conceal the truth

Dongguoyang arched his hand and asked, "dare to ask Chen Sheng, what kind of existence is the master?"

Instead of looking back, Chen xinglie gazed at the statue of the Lord of the night, which had been engulfed by darkness and could not see its shape. He said, "the master of ancient times had the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. He would not die or die, and live forever with the world! Live with heaven and earth, shine with the sun and moon. Just like the last half of the pithy formula that I recited when I took you here. "

How time flies!

As time goes by, time goes by, and time goes by, and the master cannot leave any trace of time on him.

Dong Guoyang was silent for a moment, and then said with deep regret: "the ancient masters are so powerful, but now they disappear one by one. Does Chen Sheng know why? "

Chen xinglie said coldly, "some things can't be described or described, otherwise Hum

Hearing this, dongguoyang was in a cold sweat all over his body and quickly lowered his head. He even dared not go directly to see the statue which was the master of the night.

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