Chapter 243 The Altar of the Abyss

Style: Fantasy Author: long dreamWords: 2202Update Time: 24/01/12 21:18:54
The three of them are full of confidence in this formation. The power of the heaven-level formation is not comparable to that of the earth-level formation.

Unless Dachu dispatches powerful men and women, it will be impossible to break the formation.

And they had news that the heavenly beings of Dachu were all mobilized at the border of the Shenwu Kingdom to prepare for the impact of the Shenwu Kingdom.

Xue Sha sneered coldly and said: "Don't worry, Lord, the formation hosted by the three of us will be impregnable unless three heavenly beings take action. Although Zhou Qiankun is powerful, it is not enough to break the heaven-level formation."

The Evil Lord nodded. It was impossible for Da Chu to mobilize so many heavenly beings at this moment.

The Golden Crow from the Shenwu Kingdom picked up some shit and got a Sun Stone. His strength skyrocketed and his ambitions grew.

Now the five major religions of the Shenwu Kingdom have dispatched more than twenty powerful heavenly beings, nearly a thousand monks from the Divine Palace, and three million elite troops to march on the border between the two countries.

The five major religions are waiting for the Golden Crow to completely refine the Sun Stone, complete the final step of transformation, and overwhelm the Holy Spirit Continent.

Once the Golden Crow becomes more powerful than the Holy Spirit, the entire Holy Spirit Continent will surrender under its feet.

At this time, the heavenly beings of Dachu had no chance to get around and destroy the evil sect.

This is also the reason why the Evil God Sect has dared to be so arrogant this year.

The royal family was eager to wipe out the evil cultivators and the evil sect, and also wanted to stabilize the internal situation in Dachu before the Golden Crow took that step, and wait for the war to break out before they could defend the enemy with peace of mind.

The Evil Lord waved his hand and said calmly: "Go, they should stop!"

The three worshipers slowly retreated and disappeared into the main hall.

The Evil Lord looked at Zhou Qiankun with increasingly cold eyes.

"People from Taixuanmen, Taixuanmen can actually give birth to such a monster while carrying a curse. This person must not be left behind. Even if the dense white bone array cannot keep you, you must be killed after the war!"

The battle at Maple Grove gradually subsided.

The elite army of Da Chu returned to the spirit boat and continued to move forward.

The eleven spirit boats cut through the sky like eleven sharp swords, heading towards the set goal.

Everyone on the spirit boat looked cautious, and the flying speed of the spirit boat also slowed down a lot.

Dugu Motian took out the map, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "According to the map instructions, the front is the land of bones inside the Scarlet Blood Mountain Range."

Zhou Qiankun looked at the white circle marked on the map. It was vast and boundless, three hundred miles from east to west and two hundred miles from north to south.

According to rumors, such a large area is full of bones, and the piles of bones underground are as high as three stories high.

Looking up into the distance, a gloomy place slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

As the rumors said, there were bones everywhere.

It's all white and makes people feel depressed.

The spirit boat stopped, stopping in front of the bones.

Looking at that piece of white bones, no one dared to step into it easily.

Zhou Qiankun was surprised. How many lives would be buried in such a large bone field?

What exactly happened here back then?

Murong Ruoshui and Qingyao were on the Shenjian Sect's spirit boat. Qingyao looked at the white bones with a trace of palpitations on her cold face.

"According to ancient records in Yaochi, this place was an altar built by the Mingyuan Sect during the Year of Burial Fire."

Everyone looked at Qingyao in surprise.

This place is ancient and mysterious. Even their major ancient religions have no records about this place.

But he didn't expect that Qingyao actually knew the origin of this place.

Zhou Qiankun murmured: "Underworld? The Divine Sword Sword Ancestor mentioned it, but what kind of force is this?"

Qingyao stood at the front of the spirit boat, overlooking the hundreds of miles of dead bones, and spoke hesitantly.

The power of Ming Yuan is too involved, even the great religions of the previous era were taboo about it.

There are also very few records of it in Yaochi.

"It is rumored that Abyss is the force closest to the gods in the Holy Spirit Continent. They have even mastered the power of God's Curse. In the previous era, they were the well-deserved overlord."

The force closest to the gods.

Control God's Curse?

Zhou Qiankun thought about the curse on himself. Could it be the curse of God?

He looked at Qingyao, waiting for her to continue.

"At the peak of the Abyss, there was a powerful being that surpassed the Holy Spirit. He once went eastward to the Endless Sea and crossed the Divine Chasm in an attempt to seek a new world, but he failed."

God breaks the chasm?

This term was unfamiliar to everyone present.

Dachu once sent heavenly beings to search for a way to the endless sea for thousands of years, but in the end they only found no way.

But what Qingyao said seems to be telling everyone that the endless sea is not endless.

Zhou Qiankun's heart moved. Is there really a god at the end of the endless sea?

"Why did the Mingyuan Great Sect fail at the Shenduantian Chasm?"

Zhou Qiankun asked.

Qingyao was silent for a moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, he glanced at Zhou Qiankun, and said: "The Divine Cutting Gorge is full of violent divine power. A divine wind blowing in it can kill thousands of holy spirits. Although the abyss gave birth to a being that transcends the Holy Spirit, it is nothing more than a mayfly in front of this divine chasm, which can be overturned by a gust of wind."

Zhou Qiankun was shocked in his heart. The power of the Divine Cutoff was so terrifying. Even a powerful force like Ming Yuan seemed insignificant in front of it.

Qingyao smiled faintly and said: "Zhou Qiankun, although you are extremely talented, you are not qualified to know more about the truth now. Even if you want to reach the Divine Cutoff Chasm, you still need the realm of the Holy Spirit and have to travel forward in the endless sea for a thousand years. You can see the spectacular sight left by the gods.”

Zhou Qiankun was silent, the Holy Spirit was still too far away from him.

Turning to look at the Land of Bones, he brought the topic back.

"Qingyao, you said this place is the altar of Ming Yuan?"

It is hard for Zhou Qiankun to imagine how many lives Ming Yuan sacrificed here.

And what is it that drives them so crazy?

Qingyao nodded and said with a heavy expression: "Back then, Ming Yuan failed to cross the Shen Duan Tian Chao, just in time for the Year of the Burial Fire. In order to suppress the outbreak of the divine fire, Ancestor Ming Yuan sacrificed tens of billions of creatures here in an attempt to break the shackles and become God."

Zhou Qiankun and others turned pale, the Ancestor Ming Yuan was really crazy.

In order to become a god, he sacrificed tens of billions of living beings.

Looking at the dense bones here, they already had some images of that scene in their minds.

What a cruel scene that was!

However, Qingyao's tone became sarcastic.

"Unfortunately, in the Holy Spirit Continent, saints have reached their limit. Going any further is just asking for death."

"The person who manipulated the curse of God throughout his life, and finally died under the curse of God, can be regarded as the reincarnation of cause and effect, and his retribution is not good."

Qingyao pondered for a moment and then said: "However, he did a good thing before he died. He protected the key to breaking the curse of God and escaped the disaster of the Year of Burial Fire. He just doesn't know what he is doing now. Where is the thing?”

Hearing this, Zhou Qiankun felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

According to what Qing Yao said, the ancestor of Ming Yuan left behind the key to breaking the curse.