Vol 12 Chapter 1888: Wonderland
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Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art
- Wang Zi's Old Bun
- 1121 characters
- 2021-01-30 03:49:16
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The race of Fengmozu has been very strong once. Even if it can seal thirty-two ghosts and immortals, you can know how powerful this race was.
But no matter how strong.
That's the thing of the past.
Never go back.
Today's demon clan.
There are more than three hundred people left.
Moreover, the bloodline of the clan is defeated, and no master is born.
This is the dilemma faced by Feng Mozu today.
So Angelina's worry is not without reason.
In the long river of history, I do not know how many powerful races have appeared, but later, many races have disappeared one after another.
Will the Demon Clan also become such a race?
…
Lin Feng persuaded, "Feng Mozu will not disappear! As long as there is hope! It will continue to exist! I am afraid, broken hope! If you break hope, it will really not be far away!"
"With hope ...". Angelina murmured to herself, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.
"We seal the Demon Race! It will definitely exist forever." Angelina said, it seemed to be talking to Lin Feng, and seemed to be cheering herself up.
The next day, after briefly eating some breakfast, Lin Feng, led by the old patriarch and Alhan, walked toward the depths of the island.
Along the way, Lin Feng found that the old patriarch and Alhan were solemn expressions.
This made Lin Feng's heart move slightly.
Seeing the expressions of the old patriarch and Alhan seemed to go to the pilgrimage.
It seems that the place where the old patriarch and Alhan are going to take themselves must be very simple.
Came to the deepest position of the island, Lin Feng saw a huge valley.
The valley is guarded by a strong ban.
On both sides of the valley.
There are even two thousand-meter-high stone statues.
The two stone statues, one holding the magic sword and the other holding the earth-breaking hammer.
The stone statue on the left is full of majesty.
The stone statue on the right is full of domineering.
The old patriarch and Alhan bowed to the stone statue in a pious manner.
Lin Feng guessed that the two statues of the statues were probably the ancestors of the Demon Clan.
After the elder patriarch and Alhan knelt three and nine knocks, they read another spell.
The rumbling noise came out.
The forbidden valley began to crack.
"come in!"
Alhan looked at Lin Feng and said.
Lin Feng nodded and followed the old patriarch into the valley with Alhan.
In the depths of the valley, there is a huge passage.
The passage is very deep, about three or four miles away.
Lin Feng saw a huge mountainside.
After entering the mountainside.
Lin Feng looked at the rock face in the mountainside in surprise.
I saw the rocky wall above the mountain.
It is a dense mural.
I do n’t know how many murals were painted on the huge mountainside.
…
"this is?". Lin Feng looked at the murals doubtfully.
The old patriarch said, "Brother Lin, this place is called Wantu Dongtian, but it is the place where we inherited the demon clan. The dense murals record many of the secrets we sealed the demon figure, and some of the murals recorded us Feng Motu is the most powerful inheritance, but this requires Brother Lin to understand it himself! "
Alhan said, "I hope Brother Lin will gain something!"
"Thank you two old people!"
Lin Feng thanked the old patriarch and Alhan.
He knew what Wantu Dongtian meant.
previous years.
The ancestors of the Demon Clan can seal even ghosts and immortals.
This shows how powerful this Demon Race is.
If you can get the ultimate inheritance of the Demon Race within Wantu Cave.
This is definitely a chance against the sky.
The old patriarch handed a jade rune to Lin Feng, and then said, "Brother Lin, you're welcome! You can smash this jade rune when the younger brother goes out, we will come here to pick you up!"
Lin Feng put away Yufu.
Thank you again.
The old patriarch departed with Alhan.
Lin Feng is observing these murals.
"Is this a mural painted by the ancestors of the Demon Race?". Lin Feng couldn't help himself.
Many top powers have places similar to Vantu Cave.
There is an ancient heritage.
But it requires disciples to understand.
Different people understand different heritages.
The inheritance learned is often the most suitable one.
For example, Taishang Xianzong ’s Taishang Jiutian Temple is said to have painted tens of thousands of murals. Some murals intuitively tell the history of Taishang Xianzong ’s development.
And some murals record some supernatural heritage.
There are also some murals that record the sentiments left by the sages.
There is also a reincarnation fairy cave within the reincarnation immortality, which is said to be very similar to the Taishang Jiutian Temple of Taishang immortality.
It's just that the reincarnation fairy cave is in the holy land of reincarnation immortality.
Lin Feng didn't even know where the reincarnation of Xianzong was.
Nature cannot enter into cultivation.
Now that he has even entered the Fengtu Cave's Wantu Cave and practiced in the sky, it is considered a chance creation.
"Is this a ghost fairy?".
Lin Feng looked at a mural and frowned slightly.
I saw a three-eyed monk in a black robe painted on the mural.
The eyes of the three-eyed monk exuded an endless cold breath.
The left eye represents darkness.
The eyes in the middle represent coldness.
The right eye represents death.
It is said that the ghost fairy possesses the power of darkness, coldness and death.
When Lin Feng's mind was immersed in this mural.
Circling around!
Lin Feng found himself in another world.
This world.
Everywhere is full of killings.
The sun has become blood-colored.
The earth, oceans, lakes, mountains and rivers have become blood-colored.
The town is turned into purgatory.
The evil spirits and evil spirits wreak havoc everywhere.
Lin Feng has been walking in this world for a long, long time without seeing the living creatures.
This made him think that he had come to a world of death.
I don't know how long I have been away.
Suddenly, Lin Feng's ear resounded with a shouting voice.
He rushed forward quickly, and then saw the shocking scene.
The endless army of cultivators and evil spirits, evil spirits and evil spirits are fighting together.
Someone keeps dying.
The corpses piled up like a mountain.
Under the leadership of ghost fairy.
The army of evil spirits is almost invincible.
That ghost fairy was the ghost fairy Lin Feng saw.
He was wearing a black armor and looked very young and extremely handsome.
But his three eyes make people feel creepy.
Three eyes blinked lightly.
Where the eyes sweep, death will come.
No matter how powerful the monk.
Was swept by the glare from the three eyes of the ghost fairy.
Will die immediately.
The strength of this ghost fairy is unimaginable, powerful, and unmatched.
Under the leadership of the ghost immortal, the Xiu Shijun simply could not resist the invasion of the evil spirit army.
Ancient cities have been destroyed, and countless races have been wiped out by the army of evil spirits.
This ancient world is like a purgatory on earth.
(End of this chapter)