What it is?
Just a piece of bone, why can it retain such a huge spirituality after death?
How holy He should have been during His lifetime.
And now, because of such a huge amount of life and blood sacrifice, has it finally awakened?
No......
Not waking up.
Chen Jing broke free from the inexplicable and terrifying emotion, and his feelings told him.
Terror is something close to a physiological reaction caused by a weak monk seeing a powerful monk.
Just like when a person sees a tiger or a lion for the first time.
But it's not dangerous.
"Tiger" didn't stare at him.
It was just the aftermath of the aura slanting out from his body that affected him.
And His goal...
The breath coming out of that bone entangled several people at the edge of the altar.
This evil and ferocious spirit is aimed at them.
A middle-aged man cannot open up mystical vision, maybe he doesn't even know there is such a way.
He felt it, the restless throbbing in his bones.
Trembling slightly in the palm of my hand.
What power is being nurtured.
He let go and threw it into the pit.
Thrown into a pit like hell, burning with blazing flames, with countless people roaring and struggling.
Chen Jing took a few steps back. If something happened, he didn't want blood to splash on himself.
The atmosphere of the Great Terror grew darker and darker.
It almost seemed to materialize and swept across the entire mountain.
The wind was so strong that it rolled up sand thousands of feet high.
Bones flew up.
From it bloomed a brilliant, vast, holy light.
The man's expression became even crazier.
It is true as they said, the blood sacrifice is effective. After absorbing the power of flesh and blood, the bones left by the ancient gods will eventually bloom with the magnificent power from ancient times, opening the door that has been isolated for a long time to the upper world. .....
The expectations and assumptions in his heart have not yet fully come to fruition.
The light condensed into a sword.
Not only the middle-aged man, but also the rat-faced man and the Japanese goddess looked at him enthusiastically.
Do you want a sword to open the gate of heaven?
but......
This sword did not slash towards the world, but towards the people on the mountain.
The first thing to bear the brunt is the deep pit.
The light of the sword swayed.
"Puff!" The flame was extinguished under the pressure of the sword wind, and then in the blink of an eye, the pit disappeared.
The two people at the edge of the pit - a monk on the seventh floor and a Japanese goddess who looked like a flower - disappeared.
The middle-aged man's feet went weak and he collapsed on the altar.
He raised his head and looked at the bones in the sky in fear.
What's happening here?
Is He not satisfied with such a sacrifice?
Chen Jing tilted his head, laughing inwardly.
He really thought that these people had mastered the method of awakening the ancient and powerful divine mind hidden in this bone.
Oh, I can’t say it’s not.
Beating gongs and drums, throwing excrement and urine at the door of other people's houses makes people tired, can't they also provoke the people in the house to come out?
Now, as they wished, the god read out.
But holding a knife and full of anger.
There is a big look like, if I can’t kill you, no one will live today.
The bones in the sky are still shining with light.
It seemed to want to strike out with a second sword.
But the aura and spiritual thoughts flickered.
At the foot of Mingsha Mountain.
That sword light fell.
"That's..." Ji Baizhi swallowed, dumbfounded.
What a level of sword.
"Let's go!" Yu Huan said simply, not caring about the exclamation.
What happened on the mountain?
There shouldn't be such a person in this world.
That sword...
It was not the inner realm, nor the Tianmen. She even vaguely felt that even the sword struck by her master, a land god, was slightly inferior to others.
The four of them set off immediately.
Run up the mountain.
Most of the soldiers on patrol lost their morale under the mighty sword.
There are still a few people who can stick to their posts, and under Yu Huanzhen and the others, they can hardly stop them.
After all, Gu failed to strike the second sword.
It falls slowly, like fallen leaves.
"Why isn't the Heavenly Gate open yet?" The middle-aged man was embarrassed, using his knees and elbows at the same time, he crawled over, grabbed the bones, screamed and screamed with tears streaming down his face.
The bones that came out of the pit looked the same as when they were taken out before.
Being burned by fire, being stained by black mud, and consuming spiritual energy had no effect on it.
Shining like a piece of jade, dignified and sacred.
Chen Jing was not in a hurry to grab it.
There is a master on the seventh floor of the interior next to him, and this is not something he can solve.
Just thinking so.
The sound of fighting at the foot of the mountain is getting closer and closer.
Several people flew up upside down.
Someone shouted in the air: "A strong little girl and three accomplices are coming to kill us."
He just finished speaking.
Four figures jumped up.
The middle-aged man turned back with an even more frightened expression: "Who are you, trying to steal my treasure?"
"Uncle, uncle!"
After shouting twice, he suddenly remembered that the rat-faced man, the Japanese goddess, and the many sacrifices he had prepared had all perished under that sword.
"Mr. Qian!"
He changed his name and shouted anxiously.
I have two masters under me!
An old man appeared. Unlike the rat-faced man, his appearance was much more eye-catching.
Yu Huanzhen looked serious: "Seventh floor."
"Not the one I saw that day."
Jiang Que'er and the others' expressions darkened.
This is not good news.
Two monks on the seventh floor?
Can they handle it?
The old man bowed respectfully to them: "You guys are trying to save my face, how about you step back?"
Jade really frowned.
Back off?
In front of two seventh-level monks, this seems to be the best choice.
But now is also the best chance to obtain the secret treasure. If you really want to...
Ji Baizhi was suddenly startled.
Yu really noticed that her hand was being pulled, but when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, there was nothing around her.
Yes.
This is Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus. He has the Nothing Card and can become invisible.
She spread her palms and felt the scratches on them.
"Seven Realms and One".
This is......
Interior scene: He is the only monk left in the seventh level?
"To treasure".
Two more words.
Yu Huanzhen understood immediately and said: "Hand over the secret treasure."
The old man said nothing and turned to look at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man hugged his bones tightly and shook his head wildly.
There is no way he would hand it over!
Even if the Heavenly Gate is not opened, there must be something wrong with the sacrifice.
Think of another way, think of another way...
This treasure must not be handed over.
The old man sighed and turned his head back: "I'm afraid not."
"Then there's nothing to say." Yu Huanzhen spread his hands and began to circulate his Qi.
"You are still young, and it is not easy to become a junior master. You will definitely become a master in the future, and you can even hope to become a grand master." The old man spoke softly and patiently dissuaded you, "Why bother with that secret treasure that is only a false legend."
"It cannot open the gate of heaven."
"You can't improve your cultivation either."
Yu Huanzhen shook his head, tiptoed, and rushed over.
The plain girl said, Guangling Sword!
The old man's eyes lit up: "What a trick!"
He was so angry that he could not dodge or dodge, but resisted the blow with his flesh and blood.
Ji Baizhi and others also rushed forward.
They surrounded him from four directions: southeast, northwest, and started fighting with him.
The middle-aged man seemed to have calmed down a lot: "Mr. Qian, kill them!"
"Coveting my big spear..."
He couldn't finish his sentence.
Shadows suddenly fell, covering his body.
A handsome man suddenly appeared under his helpless eyes and stretched out his hand: "Bring the things here."
The middle-aged man was frightened and hugged tightly.
Chen Jing raised his hand to grab it.
But he was rolling around on the ground, acting like a child, and without giving him a chance, he shouted: "Mr. Qian, save me!"
The old man looked anxious.
He wanted to escape and save his majesty.
But although the four people in front of him were in a worse state than him, their moves were unpredictable. Even if he was a master, the moves he had refined over time were worse than theirs.
And fierce.
Especially the little boy who looked to be in his teens.
Dare to take any dangerous moves physically.
However, his body is not as strong as that of a little master. A palm strike only makes his blood surge, and even if he is injured, it can be healed in the blink of an eye.
"Quier, go help senior brother." After a few rounds, Yu really made an assessment.
As long as Xiaoyu is aggrieved, the three of them can hold back the monk on the seventh floor.
Jiang Que'er nodded and struck with a hammer, forcing the old man to take two steps back and evacuate the battlefield.
Go to Chen Jing.
With a swing of the horizontal hammer, he stopped several charging soldiers.
She knew very well that her duty was to stop these annoying "flies" for her senior brother.
On the altar.
Chen Jing looked at the man acting recklessly on the ground.
Damn, it’s so annoying!
Get out of here!
He opened his mouth to spit out, and the green bottle was thrown down, hitting his arm hard.
His bones cracked and he didn't roll away.
Chen Jing put his foot on his lower abdomen and pulled the bone out of his arms.
In my ears, the voice of Huangliang Realm sounded.
"mission completed."
"Please evacuate to a safe location."
This bone is the secret treasure.
Chen Jing looked at it, but couldn't see anything mysterious and strange: "Next, I'll ask and you answer, do you understand?"
The man struggled, still calling: "Mr. Qian, save me!"
Chen Jing took the bone into his arms, held the neck of the green bottle behind his back, waved the bottle, and hit the man's broken arm hard: "I ask, you answer, do you understand?"
"Ming, I understand." The man nodded in pain, his face pale.
"Where did you get the things?" Chen Jing asked.
The man replied: "It is at the Nestorian ruins."
"Nestorian ruins?" Chen Jing frowned, "Elaborate."
I heard the name "Nestorianism" again.
The man nodded: "That's it."
"According to the historical records of our country, hundreds of years ago, this place was not a desert, but an ocean."
"The Nestorian sect of the Immortal Sect of the Upper Realm has established its sect here."
"Legend has it that after you reach the realm of Grand Master, you can join Nestorianism. If you pass the examination, you will be led to the upper realm by Nestorian immortals."
"But hundreds of years ago, something unexpected happened. The sea turned into a desert, and Nestorianism disappeared."
"All the cultivation methods they left behind have been wiped out, whether they are exercises or moves."
"We seem to have been abandoned by the higher world."
"Cultivation has become more difficult because of this. In the past few decades, there were several great masters, but now even the great masters have become legends."
Chen Ding nodded his head, thoughtfully.
Hundreds of years ago...
Is that when the main world will collapse and the end will come?
This world was not polluted. At that time, Nestorianism had already sensed something in advance and destroyed both knowledge and its own existence.
He raised his hand and gave the man another bottle: "Speak to the important point, don't talk nonsense."
The man was a little confused. What I said was the point. Why did he hit me? He swallowed, calmed down for a while, and continued: "I found out from history books that Mingsha Mountain was the site of Nestorian Christianity in the past, so I sent people to dig here."
"A few years later, an underground palace was discovered."
"It contains countless treasures and magical weapons."
"The Wu Kong card you just used and the divine bone were both obtained from the underground palace."
Chen Jing was thoughtful, holding the bottle and tapping it on the man like a wooden fish: "Then why do you think it can accomplish anything through sacrifices?"
He didn't quite believe that people from these small worlds could have such good vision.
Even if the bone is extraordinary, it is unlikely to be regarded as the most precious treasure. There must be some other reason.
"After they discovered the underground palace, they drew a map for me." The middle-aged man's face became fanatical, "Those magical weapons are placed at the edge of the underground palace."
"There is a high platform in the center, and this sacred bone is placed on it."
"With such a lofty status, it must be the relic of an immortal or a god."
In the center of the underground palace?
Chen Jingding nodded.
"Besides, what else?" he asked again.
The man shook his head and said in a hasty voice: "No more. I thought they were deceiving me at first. How could I only have one bone?"
"But I searched their houses one by one and couldn't find the second bone."
Chen Jing took the bottle, touched his head, and said softly: "That's it."
The man was startled.
But after blinking, his head hurt and he completely lost consciousness.
"Let's go." Chen Jing stood up, kicked the broken head away, and shouted into the distance.
Yu Huanzhen and the others were not willing to fight and retreated immediately.
