Chapter 2438: : Summoning the original scripture!

At the same time, the thoughts of all the tomb-keepers are converging at this moment, all with a deep sense of self-blame.
They complained that they were not strong enough to protect the Young Master, and because of their own negligence, the Seven Great Clans fell into the hands of the Eight Gods. In the end, it was Young Master who tried to find a way!
The so-called humiliation of the minister, the humiliation of the minister to death!
At this moment, the thirty-three tombkeepers are absolutely uncomfortable, if it weren't for Fairy Miaomiao, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"I waited for thirty-three people to be ashamed of the master, ashamed of Master Huangfu's exhortation, so that the young master was in danger, but they could only watch!"
"As the leader, I announce that after this matter, everyone must practice the Pluto Sutra with all their strength, without error. Who has objections?"
A deep voice from the tomb resounded in my heart!
"Yes!"
The remaining thirty-two grave guards answered in unison without any hesitation!
"Okay, now the biggest goal is to follow the Young Master's order and cooperate with Senior Miao Miao to rescue everyone from the Seven Great Clans!"
Hum!
Deep in the chaotic emptiness, the cyan full moon with a mysterious ripple, hurried away toward further distance, and disappeared completely in an instant.
...
Ancestral Shrine, underground cell.
Inside the cage, Ye Wuque, whose eyes were slightly closed, was surging with a faint golden vitality, and a majestic breath overflowed all over his body!
But at this moment, his mind was already concentrated in the desert inside him.
Wow!
Now, with the opening of the eighth divine spring of darkness, the eight major attributes of the divine springs complement each other, forming a resonance like an ancient star map. The water from each of the divine springs is immense and flowing into the colorful ocean, making the whole film Nearly 70% to 80% of the desert has been completely submerged!
The strong breath of life is constantly overflowing from the colorful ocean with the mist, and it nourishes everything in the desert all the time, as if if it continues to develop so non-stop, life will really be born here!
Ye Wuque's mind was withdrawn from the Eight-Colored Ocean and the Eight Great Sacred Springs, and he looked at the only vacant area in the entire desert. There was still dry, without any breath of life!
"Sure enough, to open up the fountain of darkness requires that majestic and astonishing heaven and earth power. Now if you want to open up the last spring of light, the heaven and earth power you need is scary to the point that you can't even imagine it. Ten times, dozens of times, a hundred times as much as the God Spring..."
Ye Wuque sighed in his heart!
Even he himself is already deeply shocked at this moment!
Because the power of heaven and earth needed to open up the of light is so majestic that it is almost desperate!
"If I want to open up the fountain of light by myself, even if I am an alchemist, I am afraid that it will take several years..."
However, in the next moment, Ye Wuque's sigh suddenly stagnated, and then his mind suddenly returned!
The eyes that had been slightly closed suddenly opened at this moment, looking in the direction outside the cage. At the same time, the handsome minister on the side also opened his eyes, and the clear and translucent eyes also looked at that place.
At the end of their eyes, a figure with his hands on his back appeared there at some unknown time!
This person seems to have been standing there all the time, never left, and a cold and indifferent horrible aura that makes all living beings tremble is exuding from all over his body, it is the Yashenhong!
Yashenhong's indifferent eyes were high, without a trace of emotion, so he looked at Ye Wuque and the handsome minister who were sitting in the cage. In the end, his eyes stayed on Ye Wuque's body.
Here, Ye Wuque's dazzling cold eyes met him, his expression calm.
But in his heart, Ye Wuque's muttering slowly sounded!
"Is it finally here..."
There seemed to be a strange silence in the entire cell.
In the hall of the ancestral temple above, all the elders of the Iori tribe formed a punch, staring intently at the picture on the huge light curtain. The three of Iori Qiu, Iori Xie, and Iori Qingtian who had been healing all opened their eyes at this moment. Staring at the huge light curtain, the entire Ancestral Palace was silent.
Inside the cell, the strange silence finally broke.
"You are a smart person. Being smart makes me want to...kill you."
Iori Hong spoke lightly, condescending, with an absolute indifference.
"But sometimes I think again, if you were born as a member of the Eight Gods, how good would it be?"
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As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque, who had a calm complexion, showed an undisguised sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said, "A group of traitors who are unfamiliar with white-eyed wolves? A group of dog minions?"
Hearing Ye Wuque's ridicule and ridicule, Yashen Hong remained expressionless, his expression unchanged.
However, an elder of the Eight Gods in the Ancestral Temple was trembling at the hearing, and his eyes were so angry that he could not wait to take Ye Wuque down!
White-eyed wolf!
Dog minion!
No matter how many times such words are heard, they are enough to make people feel murderous and humiliated, but what Ye Wuqian said is true, which is even more uncomfortable!
"You will die, don't worry, this day will come soon."
"But before you die, you still need to make the final contribution, which is to completely lift the curse of my Eight Gods!"
Having said this, Iori Hong paused slightly, and immediately the corners of his mouth seemed to have a smile but not a smile. Ye Wuque’s face reflected in his indifferent eyes and said: "You must want to know very much in your heart. Your father left you with the God Summoning Code. Originally, what did it look like..."
As soon as he said this, Ye Wuque's expression remained unchanged, but a ray of light flashed in the depths of his eyes!
"You don't need to be circumspect when you talk to smart people. Everything you think in your heart can't be hidden from me."
"Just as you think, to break our curse, what you need is your blood, and if you want this blood, you urgently need you to practice... the immortal king skill!"
"It can be considered as perfecting you once, so that you can take a look at the original scripture of the gods that your father left for you!"
The moment when the voice of Iori Hong's words fell, an incredible scene happened!
I saw a crack in the center of his eyebrows, and the red glow inside was shining. That was the breath of God's King Gong!
Immediately after that, an ancient book the size of a thumb appeared from the crack, and it slid out, and finally turned into a palm-sized, golden body, suspended in the void in front of the Eight Gods, and a divine brilliance shrouded it!
"Summer God's Code Originally!!"
At this moment, Ye Wuque's complexion finally changed, and he slowly uttered these five words!
At the same time, the voice of Fairy Miaomiao in his mind sounded, with a sense of sudden realization!
"That's the case! No wonder this fairy couldn't find it before! Little Ye Zi, the book your father left contains a mysterious power that can deceive the heavens, and cut off the exploration of this fairy!"
"This mysterious power is very ancient and terrifying. It seems that it has been blessed by many people and has the power of time. If my body is here, I can't hide it from her..."
"Have you noticed it? You can see it, but you can't feel its existence, isn't it amazing? This book of God Calling... extraordinary!"
Listening to Fairy Miao Miao in the Soul Space with unconcealed astonishment, Ye Wuque's heart was also extremely shocked.
Just as Fairy Miaomiao said, he could clearly see the Divine Summoning Tome with his naked eyes, but the power of Divine Soul could not perceive its existence at all!
call out!
At this moment, without seeing any movement of the Eight God Hong, the God Summoning Tome suspended in front of him flew directly to the cage, sank into it, and fell into the hands of Ye Wuque!
The tentacles are warm and cool, and the ancient and unknown materials have a strange comfort!
Ye Wuque stared at the God Summoning Tome in his hands intently, his calm mood finally surging up at this moment, the ups and downs in his heart!
Eighteen years!
The divine summoning canon left by his father was finally held in his hand!
Hum!
At the same time, Ye Wuque's eyes condensed slightly, because he felt that the blood in his body was voluntarily agitated at this time, seeming to have a mysterious resonance with the God Summoning Canon in his hand!
"Ye Wuque, practice God King Gong well, don't... let me down..."
The indifferent voice of Iori Hong Bing was still echoing, with a terrible intriguing meaning, but his figure had disappeared.
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