When Hun Changqing felt these extremely evil auras, a flash of surprise flashed before his eyes. He also had some guesses about the origin of this thing, but logically speaking, this thing should not appear in Dou Qi Continent.
While thinking, Hun Changqing's footsteps did not stop, but continued to move deeper.
Seeing that Hun Changqing didn't pay attention to her, Saint Molan bit her lip immediately and looked into the depths of the dark abyss-like ruins. She was very hesitant in her heart, but in the end, she still calmed down and followed her. The steps of keeping the soul everlasting.
Soul Evergreen is extremely fast. In less than half an hour, it has reached the deepest position. Saint Molan who is following him is constantly looking around with a tense look on his face. .
She walked this dark journey with great fear. It was hard to imagine that the Eastern Region Supreme, who was still aloof just a day ago, would become like this after entering this ruins.
"If you are really scared, you can go back first. Otherwise, if you die here, Yafei will inevitably blame me in the future..."
Looking at the frightened Saint Molan beside him, Hun Changqing was speechless. He was obviously scared to death, but he still insisted on showing off.
"No... As the only Fighting Saint in the Eastern Region, I must not turn a blind eye to such threats!"
Saint Molan gritted his teeth. Of course, the main reason was that the strength shown by Hun Changqing just now gave her a lot of confidence. Otherwise, she might have no choice but to withdraw and consider the long term.
Hun Changqing shook his head helplessly after hearing this, and then set his sights on a rather large altar made of black stones not far in front of him.
There is a thick pool of dark mucus in the center of the altar, which is boiling violently, making a gurgling sound, and exuding a sinister and evil aura. There is also a large amount of strange black mist lingering around the altar. Obviously, the outside world before The strange scene is because of this altar.
At this moment, Hun Changqing stared at the altar with a slightly raised brow. Ever since he came to the altar, he had been able to sense a similar aura provided by Gu Xun'er.
However, no matter how Hun Changqing uses his soul perception, it is still very blurry, with a feeling of being in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing similar to his target here, so what he is looking for can only be something that exists in this dark pool. It's in the water. After all, this is the only thing he can't see through here.
As his eyes flashed, Hun Changqing suddenly made a move, and a silver hand of energy condensed in the air, reaching towards the pitch-black water.
Facing the invasion of external energy, the black water seemed to be alive, boiling violently, and at the same time mobilized the surrounding black mist to form a translucent barrier to resist the energy palm.
However, in Hun Changqing's eyes, this barrier was in vain. The moment the energy palm transformed from Taiyin Qi came into contact with the barrier, the barrier of Yin Qi flow was shattered.
The energy palm reached into the black pool without any hindrance. After a while of groping, the energy palm took out a dark, round bead from the pool. There was only such a thing under the pool.
Putting the bead in the palm of his hand, Hun Changqing looked at it with raised eyebrows. This bead was exuding a cold and evil energy aura at the moment. It was very different from the pure water attribute energy that Hun Changqing was searching for, but it was still You can catch a similar breath from it.
Looking at this situation, it seems that the original appearance of this bead is what he is looking for. Now, this object seems to have been contaminated by this strange energy here?
While Hun Changqing was thinking about it, Saint Mo Lan also came to the side. After seeing the dark ink beads lying in Hun Changqing's hand, he spoke with some uncertainty.
"This is... Shenshui Emperor Yuanzhu?"
After hearing Saint Molan's words, Hun Changqing immediately shifted his gaze to her, pointed at the ink beads in his hand, and asked.
"Do you recognize this thing?"
After hesitating for a moment, Saint Molan finally spoke out.
"According to ancient records, the Shenshui Emperor Yuanzhu was personally refined by the ancient Emperor Shui Xuan, who was the only powerful Dou Emperor that ever appeared in the Eastern Region and was also the founder and ruler of Atlantis.
It is rumored that it contains extremely pure water attribute energy. Even in the endless ocean we are in now, this Divine Water Emperor Yuan Pearl can be easily controlled and mobilized. If water attribute cultivators obtain this object, they can Reach the sky in one step.
But before today, everyone, including me, thought that Atlantis was just a fabrication by predecessors, and that the Divine Water Emperor Yuanzhu was just a virtual fantasy. No one had ever taken it seriously, but they didn't want to It was placed here.
However, according to records, this Divine Water Emperor Yuan Pearl is as blue as the sea, and contains the vast true meaning of the sea. Apart from the similar appearance, the color and breath of the thing in your hand are different from those in the records, so I’m not particularly sure either…”
After listening to Saint Mo Lan's explanation, Hun Changqing became even more certain that this ink bead was the Divine Water Emperor Yuan Bead she mentioned. It was the target of his trip, but if he wanted to use it , it is necessary to remove the dirty energy from the bead to restore it to its full appearance.
However, Hun Changqing is not worried about this. In essence, his Taiyin Qi was born in the underworld, which is the most filthy existence in the world. It is extremely yin and evil. It is impossible to say that this filth will become his. Nurture and practice.
Immediately, Hun Changqing felt extremely satisfied and happily put the ink beads into the ring.
"Is this...is this really the Divine Water Emperor Yuan Pearl? Is it the purpose of your trip?"
Seeing Hun Changqing's posture, Saint Molan on the side noticed something was wrong, and quickly asked with rapid breathing.
Hun Changqing just shrugged and said nothing.
But this attitude has already shown that the facts are exactly the same as Saint Molan guessed. For a moment, the indescribable pain resounded in Saint Molan's heart.
As a person from the Eastern Region, she is naturally a practitioner of water attribute fighting spirit. But now, she saw that this legendary water attribute artifact had fallen into someone else's bag, and she could only stand by. Watching helplessly, this kind of emotion is definitely difficult for others to understand.
Regarding Saint Molan's current depression, Hun Changqing was also aware of it, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it. He told her to go out first, but refused to listen. It's better now, so it feels better!
Soul Changqing estimates that Saint Molan will remember missing this supreme divine object until his death, and he will eventually die in depression, but this has nothing to do with Soul Changqing.
Ignoring Saint Molan on the side, Hun Changqing walked around the huge altar and came to the back. This was a huge stone wall with many murals carved on it.
On top of the murals, there are images of humans, mermaids, sea beasts, and a kind of humanoid, but extremely weird monster. The continuous murals seem to be telling the cause of the demise of this once glorious country.
Hun Changqing was actually somewhat interested in this, so he took a closer look.
After a while, Hun Changqing understood the whole story. It was a seemingly clichéd story. Originally, the residents of Atlantis lived and worked in peace and contentment, and every race lived in harmony, even if the ruler Shuixuan Ancient Emperor disappeared. , but there are still successors who are passing on the ideas of Emperor Shui Xuan, and relying on the Divine Water Emperor Yuan Pearl left behind by the ancient Emperor Shui Xuan before his disappearance, they continue to maintain the order of Atlantis.
But things didn't go as planned. One day, a huge crack suddenly opened in the sky in the Eastern Region. The ferocious crack seemed to split the entire sky in two and tear it apart.
Countless monsters with evil spirits and ferocious shapes crossed the void, descended on the world with bloodthirsty roars, and carried out inhumane killings in this pure land.
And each of these monsters is extremely powerful. The weakest are comparable to the realm of Douzong, and the strongest are even close to Dou Emperor. Without the guard of Ancient Emperor Shui Xuan, the original paradise of Atlantis The empire fell completely in just one day.
But when the killings of those monsters were about to spread to the boundary between the Eastern Region and Zhongzhou, eight figures descended from the sky. They turned out to be the legendary Supreme Fighting Emperor!
And when he saw the eight figures on the mural, Hun Changqing's expression became strange, because judging from the clothes of these eight people, these eight people were clearly members of the eight ancient tribes in Zhongzhou. They were even the heads of the eight tribes at that time!
Combined with the disappearance of the ancient Emperor Shui Xuan, I am afraid that the appearance of the heads of the eight tribes will be the last battle against the Emperor before the Emperor's Fall.
However, what makes Hun Changqing a little confused is that since the leader of the Soul Clan at that time was also involved, why is there no relevant record within the clan? Could it be because of these extraterrestrial monsters?
At that time, due to the intervention of eight Dou Emperors, those monsters were wiped out in a very short period of time. However, after the monsters were eliminated, the eight Dou Emperors were not kind enough to help Atlantis. reconstruction.
They only took action because they considered themselves the masters of Dou Qi Continent and would not allow others to snore beside them, so they took action against these extraterrestrial monsters.
Even after they wiped out the monsters, they plundered almost all the resources in the Eastern Region, almost wiping them out, and killed all the royal family of Atlantis.
Even the citizens were not spared. The human race was better off, and the remaining parts were scattered and scattered among other human race territories in the Eastern Region.
But it can be said that none of the alien races such as the sharks and sea beasts are left. So far, the entire Atlantis has been completely destroyed, and even the ancient books are rarely recorded. Even the entire Eastern Region has been in a state of decline since then. I don't know how many years there has been without a decent strong man.
At this point, the scene on the stone wall is completed. It is a pretty good story, but Soul Changqing does not care about the tragic experience of Atlantis, and he does not have the time to share the same enemy. He is more concerned about the monsters from outside the world.
"Coming from outside, it seems like it's really that kind of thing..."
Hun Changqing stared at the ferocious monster on the mural, murmuring in his heart.
"Damn monster! And the hateful eight tribes of Zhongzhou actually did such shameless things to take advantage of the situation. Such a beautiful and harmonious country was destroyed like this!"
Just when Hun Changqing was thinking, a sound of gnashing teeth suddenly came from his ears. He raised his eyes and found that Saint Molan had arrived in front of the stone wall at some point.
As a perceptual person, and also belonging to the Eastern Region, Saint Molan almost experienced the sorrow and despair of those people when Atlantis was destroyed. At this moment, her eyes He was flushed, his hands were clenched, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
Regarding Saint Molan's innocence, Hun Changqing shook his head, and then spoke out again.
"Forget it this time, I would like to remind you that next time you curse the Eight Clans, you might as well think about whether there will be people from the Eight Clans present."
Saint Mo Lan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, as if he didn't react, but then he suddenly looked at Hun Changqing and spoke word by word.
"Are you from the Eight Clans?"
Hun Changqing shrugged, noncommittal.
Suddenly, Saint Mo Lan looked at Hun Changqing with eyes full of anger. His delicate cheeks were also swollen with anger at this moment. He did not look like other fighting saints who were angry and carried the power to destroy the world. potential.
Instead, it was a bit like a little girl letting out her anger. This was probably because Saint Molan rarely got angry with others and rarely fought against others.
The posture of Saint Molan immediately made Dehun Changqing find it quite interesting. He crossed his arms and looked at the angry Saint Molan jokingly.
"What, do you want to avenge your predecessors or something? I'm waiting for you at any time~"
When Saint Mo Lan heard this, his expression suddenly became suffocated, and he became even more angry in his heart. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak. He gritted his teeth for a long time before he could hold back a sentence.
"The ancestors of your eight tribes plundered nearly the entire Eastern Territory, and now you have taken away the sacred object of the Eastern Territory, the Divine Water Emperor Yuan Pearl. In this way, you are no different from a robber."
However, when Hun Changqing heard this, he looked at Saint Molan as if he were a fool, which made Saint Molan feel blocked in his heart.
"How do you think I achieved the strength I have now, and how did our clan have the dominant position on this continent in the first place? If you don't try to rob it, how can you be like a pet raised by the family owner every day, waiting for others to feed you resources? What?"
"you!"
Hearing this, Saint Molan was immediately furious, but she didn't know how to refute it, because at the beginning, she was really eating, drinking and having fun every day, waiting for her family to give her the resources to practice before she started practicing, and she almost never worried about anything.
Of course, she would never admit this in front of Hun Changqing, so she muttered weakly.
"I am a genius, not a pet..."
Then he turned his head and forced himself to focus on the mural, no longer thinking about the annoying evergreen soul.
"Huh!"
However, when Saint Molan placed his eyes on the last part of the mural, he seemed to have discovered something, and he suddenly let out a light sigh.
(End of chapter)
