Chapter 985: Original scroll (three/three)

Chapter 985
"Success or failure in one fell swoop."
The ancient soul priest walked in along the separated mist.
The red mist swept across, and when it dissipated, he had been sent to the top of the mountain, surrounded by three light cocoons that formed a triangle.
"Unexpectedly, old friends are alive."
The ancient soul priest said with emotion.
The three light cocoons, and the three ancient gods in it are the strongest of the ancient gods who practice the highest laws.
The ancient of disaster, the ancient of chaos and the ancient of universe.
There is a tribe of ancient gods, and the gold that masters the supreme law actually occupies three.
It's no wonder that the master in the past designed the ancient gods and the golden will to turn their faces, and eventually caused them to lose. Even with this design, the shadow ruler was hit hard, even so the ancient gods survived that decisive battle.
"You are still alive and well."
A cold voice came from one of the light cocoons.
"The ancient gods of disasters, Ming people don't speak secret words, my master wants the true copy of the five supreme magic arts."
The ancient soul priest said proudly.
"It's just you, it's still the mind that dares to appear in the golden continent."
The ancient of disaster sneered.
"The master will not come, but I have been in the Ancient God Continent for hundreds of billions of years."
The ancient soul priest smiled triumphantly.
"what have you done?"
The ancient of disaster said slightly in anger.
"no big deal."
The ancient soul priest smiled proudly, "I just planted the noble and great genes of the master for all the ancient gods. Now all the ancient gods are slaves to my master. If it weren't for the master, you can't even kiss you. It's my master's slave."
"This is impossible!"
The ancient of disaster lost his voice.
"You can send me any ancient gods to activate the gods genes in them."
The ancient soul priest snorted, "Now you choose whether you want to hand over the supreme divine arts such as the Great Fusion Divine Art and the Great Avatar Divine Art. If you agree, I will swear in the name of my master not to activate the hidden gods. Gene, otherwise I will pull you all to be loyal to the master."
"Damn loyal..."
The disaster ancient secretly cursed in his heart.
If someone said. He would just take it as a joke.
But the Nie Slave of Wisdom and God had no doubt at all when he said that, these absolutely loyal and brainwashed slaves would do anything as long as the master gave an order. If things were true, they would have been laid out to enslave them.
As long as he thinks of this, the ancient of disaster will be bitter with anger.
Don't watch them survive. However, the losses after the war were extremely heavy. Let alone the weakening of the strength after the resurrection, no more than 20 golden artifacts are still mastered. The rest are either lost or destroyed.
If it is really true, the blood sacrifice will be interrupted.
Without the blood sacrifice, they would not even be the main if they were resurrected.
Although the universe today doesn't know what the situation is, but relying on the weak strength of less than 3,000 main gods, it is impossible to get enough resources anywhere. Can only hide in the dark, like a mouse crossing the street, always worrying about being peeped-looking at their wealth.
The strength of the main is their bottom line for choosing to resurrect.
At that time, the nine groups will be combined, and the golden level of combat power can be exerted for a short time, and then the golden artifacts will be added, which will have enough confidence to break out a territory in the universe outside the golden continent and reintegrate into the universe.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The red mist swept across, and several unconscious priests of the ancient gods were drawn in.
A smile flashed from the corner of the ancient soul priest's mouth, and she was exactly the same as she had imagined. The closest to this place was the priest stationed at the foot of the mountain, and the priests were all the blood of the royal family of three thousand saints.
The mental shock was swept over with a special frequency.
But for a moment. Several unconscious priests have begun to mutate into gods.
"What a mind..."
The ancient of disaster said sternly, these people were randomly selected, and now it seems that all the ancient gods are really parasitized by the evil gene. He didn't know that this was just a fake tiger from the ancient soul, and only the royal family was actually parasitized.
"I agreed to the transaction."
The disaster ancient hates the voice.
"it is good!"
The ancient soul priest solemnly said, "I swear in the name of my master Shensi, once the ancient gods hand over the true copies of the five supreme magic arts, they will immediately stop the activation of the gods' genes and no longer threaten them."
"Give you."
The ancient of disaster was in the light cocoon and threw five golden scrolls.
The ancient soul priest took it over and checked it, opened the scroll and looked at it several times and nodded in satisfaction.
The supreme divine arts are three thousand kinds of supreme divine arts that appeared at the beginning of the universe.
Every supreme divine art has a corresponding unique scroll.
Above the original scroll. It records the specific number of gods practicing this supreme divine art in the universe. If the number is full, only one replacement will be killed. At the same time, this is also the source of the initial spread of the Supreme Divine Art.
Obtaining the original scroll will help cultivate the supreme divine art inherited above.
Carefully put away the reel. The ancient soul priest turned and walked down the mountain. The disaster ancient did not do anything after hesitating, because he could not be sure whether the ancient soul could still activate the evil gene after death.
Fortunately, now they already know the problem in the blood sacrifice.
Although the genetic erosion of the gods is severe, they are not incapable of solving it.
When the resurrection is over, this will be rewarded sooner or later than hatred.
Under the Holy Spirit Mountain, the ancient soul priest tore the space wormhole and jumped away. The task assigned by the Lord Yuanxiao was successfully completed. The rest depends on the preparation of the Lord Yuanxiao. If you are ready, you can give it to the ancient golden god. A big surprise.
After devouring the holy city, the ancient soul priest finally returned here after repeated transits.
This is his base camp and the place where he has developed the deepest potential strength. Ninety-nine percent of the properties that swallow the holy city are only rented out. Those who can permanently own real estate are all high-levels who can devour the holy race.
In the courtyard at the east corner of the city, Gu Hun saw the Lantern Festival which arrived earlier than him.
"It seems you succeeded."
Yuanxiao smiled.
"My lord Hongfu."
The ancient soul priest respectfully took out five original scrolls and placed them on the table.
"it is good!"
Lantern Festival excitedly praised ~EbookFREE.me~ opened five scrolls to confirm the authenticity and sent to the battlefield at dusk.
From his eyes, I can’t see if there are any additional things on it, but the evening death knell can be seen. These five supreme divine arts can also be mastered at the evening death knell. With this kind of benefit, the evening death knell will definitely not take advantage of him. Something in return.
As for now, Yuanxiao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
"Exit!"
With a muffled hum, the Lantern Festival had a splitting headache and was almost unconscious.
Over the years, he split up as many as tens of thousands of shadows, which are parasitic in different ancient tribes. Although they have been recalling these days, after all, more than half of them can only be annihilated and committed suicide before they come back.
In order to parasitize the souls of the ancestors, You Ying mastered the power of the gods.
Now self-destructing the ghost is equivalent to self-destructing half of the true spirits and souls. This time the trauma of the true spirits is even hundreds of times more severe than when they first came to the heavens, but it is nothing compared to the following gains. (To be continued.)