Chapter 821

Chen Jie's eyes were cold and his voice was cold. He said, "I'll ask you again, who is the false god?"

At this time, the yellow ink had already felt the cold of the sword edge, and cried out: "this is the Tianbei made by the ancient emperor of your clan. After reading it, you will naturally know what I mean!"

As he spoke, a golden light shone.

Just a foot away from Chen Jie, a three foot wide piece of feldspar slowly emerged from the ground.

"Boom!"

It is shaking, making a rumbling sound, dazzling light, people dare not look directly at.

Then, Chen Jie felt a desolate and distant breath, which made his body tremble unconsciously. Looking at the bleak words outlined by blood on it, he felt a sense of suffocation in his heart, which made his mind extremely depressed.

"Tianbei? How can you have such a thing? This place... "

Chen Jie took a cool breath. The stele emerged from the ground. Is there anything special about this place?

"Chaos is eternal. The great emperor Hongmeng created heaven and earth, and created all things with his flesh and blood..."

The stone tablet is simple in style. It doesn't look very precious, but it radiates light because of the words on it. The words on it are enough to make anyone who looks at it feel sad.

In addition, this stone tablet is not so huge, at most it is only one Zhang high, but the ancient characters on it are densely covered, so there is no waste of space.

From the traces of these ancient characters, these words should have been deeply engraved on the surface.

Chen Jie is neither an ancient nor an immortal. He can't know the secret of the ancient times, which was sealed by the years. But he can feel the irony from the words recorded on this tablet.

He can also see from the article that the emperor who wrote this article must have had some experience. Otherwise, it is impossible to write such a discourse.

"This seems to be... Deliberately erased. What kind of secret is there, and what is this place?"

Chen Jie smacked his tongue and was surprised.

There are traces of chopping and chiseling on the inscriptions, which seem to have been erased artificially and can not be seen clearly, because there is a blur and a fog, which seems to have been deliberately covered up.

"Here, there must be something unknown!" This is Chen Jie's conclusion.

"And who covered it up?" He couldn't understand it. He didn't know what the meaning of this person was.

However, Chen Jie didn't waste his energy thinking deeply. He knew that no matter what, he was in vain and would not have any results.

Because, he knows which part is covered, which has long been hidden in the dust of history. Now endless years have passed, and he is covered with a layer of mystery which is difficult to reveal.

"The ancient temple outside Tonghai city is really big. It's more extraordinary than I expected. There is such an ancient monument here..."

Chen Jie frowned and his face changed slightly.

"This inscription should have been left by the witnesses of that period of ancient history. In that glorious age, the emperor of the human race and the saint of the demon race fought for supremacy!"

This is Chen Jie's conjecture. From this passage alone, he can almost know that there must be many experiences in writing this inscription, and this inscription is just what he felt.

"What kind of realm is there above the realm of heaven? Are all the great emperors in the legend strong beyond the realm of heaven?"

Chen Jie frowned and thought a lot.

The great emperor, in the human race, is more like a title, the realm of what is unknown.

Only the strongest of the human race in the world can be respected as the great emperor by all ethnic groups. Strictly speaking, this is a taboo.

Even, he dares to conclude that the above part, which is hidden and can't be seen clearly, should be written about a bitter past that happened in ancient times and is not known by later generations.

In addition, today's ancient books have few records of the ancient times, almost zero.

At that time, it was almost impossible to find any information. It is estimated that only some rare ancient tribes could get information.

In particular, there is no record of the ancestors of the human race, which makes him feel creepy.

On the contrary, the forefathers of the alien race and the demon race are clearly and detailedly recorded, which are highly respected.

Today, they are the gods worshipped by all ethnic groups.

The emperors, gods and so on of the human race, almost no one worships them. Even if there are their gods, they are only in such a broken temple as Chen Jie.

Standing in front of the inscription, Chen Jie's face was uncertain.

He went to the place where Kunpeng Dasheng fell and got his inheritance, but if he went so rashly, he might not get the real information.

You should know that those ancient people who live forever know much more about Xin Mi than he does alone.

And now Chen Jie, of course, is in urgent need to enhance the strength, the star Chen Jiezhi in the must!

"The place where Kunpeng's great sage fell is not far from the prefecture, but now the nest has collapsed..."

Suddenly, he thought of something again. He grabbed the yellow ink, put it in his hand, pointed to the passage on the stone tablet and said, "look at it!"

"What do you want me to see?"

The yellow ink all over his body trembled and asked, with panic in his eyes.

He took another look at the stone tablet and said in a trembling voice: "master, this is the sacred tablet of the human race, which is not recognized by the human race. Even if I have seen it for 10000 years, I can't see anything!"

"Nothing to see?"

Hearing the speech, Chen Jie was slightly stunned. First he looked at the tablet, then he looked at the yellow ink with suspicious eyes and said, "can't you really see anything?"

His head was as strong as a chicken pecking rice. He said: "although he knows everything, I can't see anything recorded on this tablet."

Hearing Huang Mo's words, Chen Jie's face changed slightly. It seems that only the human race can recognize this holy monument.

"Wow

All of a sudden, Chen Jie's face changed. On the inscription, a small golden sword rose and fell, about the length of his fingers. Countless lines were carved on the surface, brilliant and magical.

"This is..."

All of a sudden, Chen Jie's eyebrow pain, a shiver from the soul came, he felt that the spirit of eyebrow will be broken.

"It's weird. What the hell is this? "

Huang Mo in the side, is also face big change, feel incredible.

In front of Chen Jie, a ripple in the void spreads slowly, like a golden water pattern, surging in all directions.

In this moment, it seems that the whole world is dyed with a layer of gold, and the whole broken temple is buzzing.

Around the statues, one after another shake off the dust, emitting a colorful God ring, mighty, in front of these statues, looming a picture of all living beings worship.