Chapter 234: : The Ancient God

Inside the ancient temple, groups of shamans and witch offerings sitting in the temple chanted scriptures. Inside the hall, a tall idol was built. It looked like a giant, and he stepped on the mountains and the whole hall. Completely made of stone, it is empty and simple. As the chanting of the scriptures comes out, the voice of the scriptures echoes throughout the deserted temple.
These are the witch offerings of the ancient gods. Unlike the shaman witch offerings of most northern barbarians, they take the path of demon and cultivate their own blood. Techniques.
Therefore, compared with most of the shamanic witch offerings in Nahuanghuang, which are full of shamanic shamanic witch offerings, the witch offerings in this ancient temple seem to be full of rustic and ancient atmosphere, and have a taste of returning to the original.
Although they all have totems on their bodies, some people have the characteristics and colors of demons on their faces, and some come from the border. Because the barbarian demon people are constantly mixed with the human race, they look almost like ordinary people, but they are sitting in this snowy mountain at the moment. Inside the ancient simple and heavy temple, each one is as serene as a blooming snow lotus, and the eyes are full of the simplicity of Akiko.
They are both the witch sacrifices of the ancient gods, as well as the preachers and defenders of the ancient gods.
At this moment, there was a roaring dragon sound in the sky, and the sound of chanting in the temple was interrupted at once. Dozens of witch offerings in thin robes came out of the hall and stood Outside the stepped promenade, looking towards the sky.
I saw the clouds swirling in the sky like a huge vortex spinning in the sky.
And in one of the strange beasts who saw and disappeared between the clouds and shouts, bursts of roar, which originated from the bloodline suppression of the mythical beast, was particularly strong against the barbarians in the north.
"Dragon!" A young witch sacrifice wearing a single shirt and bare shoulders recognized the existence in the sky at once.
"No! According to legend, the dragon has a foot. This should be a dragon or a beast of the dragon." An old man with wise eyes and fire-like scales on his face immediately pointed out the other's mistake. .
"Why did the dragon come here!" The crowds of deserted ancient temple witch festivals are full of debates, and they don't understand at all. This legend occupies the powerful race of the entire East China Sea. The descendants of the gods and beasts, how come across this source and come to this Dongzhou Abandoned ancient temple in the northern wasteland,
"I heard that there are a lot of Jiaolong from the East China Sea. This should come from the territory."
At this moment, the dragon in the sky circled down from the head of the cloud, swam through the sky dome with a dragon, and came towards the ancient temple. All of them were facing the enemy, looking at the sky dome with dignity.
"Quiet! It's the guest of the Famine God!" An old man walked out of the Fade Temple and shouted. The sound passed on like a Hong Zhong, calming the panic in everyone's mind.
At this moment, they saw a figure sitting on the dragon's head, and the long beards between the two horns of Zhengrong were free. The figure was sitting on it like an old monk, and closed his eyes to raise his mind.
Riding down the Jiaolong, it's like a fairy coming from heaven, or an overseas and man coming.
At this moment, everyone could not help but take a breath of air. This dragon, which exudes infinite power, makes their backs cool, and at this moment such a fierce beast turned out to be this person's mount.
Seeing this person's appearance, riding this Jiaolong all the way, never knowing how far away it swept all the way.
The dragon's body was so large that it fell on the ground to be seen by all talents. Its body circled around the hall, and the dragon's head stopped abruptly in front of the hall gate, as big as a house.
The god-man sitting on top of the dragon head slowly raised his head and did not look at them, but turned his head to look at the temple. There was a cave under the cliff behind the temple, and a figure in front of the cave was like a night Haoyue in general is conspicuous.
The figure instantly turned into smoke in the sun and dispersed, chasing the breeze towards the cliff behind the temple.
The dragon was shrinking a little bit, and turned into a strange dragon horse before the ancient temple.
"You finally came!"
The smoke accompanied the clear breeze all the way up, and before he approached, I heard a soft voice resounding in my ear, a veteran old man sitting on the edge of the cliff cave said slowly.
Fang Xiu's figure slowly condensed with the smoke and fell beside the cliff cave. The smoke turned into a human form. A young man wearing a black-red confucian robe sat opposite the vicissitudes old man.
Fang Xiu opened his eyes and looked at Changde who was sitting in front of him. In the blink of an eye, this mountain and sea world had passed for more than a hundred years. Changde had already stepped into the life limit and was old.
His body was covered with age spots, his skin was wrinkled like chicken skin, his face was aging, his eyes were covered with white feathers, and his body was full of twilight.
But he still held his breath and did not die, as if waiting for his arrival.
Changde raised his head and looked at Fang Xiu. The eyes covered with white feathers burst into endless light, which contained the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the barren mountains.
It has been more than a hundred years since he replaced the position of the desolate ancient mountain and mountain with his body, and he has reached the peak of the human world as a divine power, just like Fang Xiu.
It's just that this person has reached the limit today, and the soul is about to go to the Yin Division to report that the name is above the life and death book, and it has truly become the of this ancient desert.
"You came just right. Take a step early or take a step late, I can't fulfill my promise!"
"You won't come again! I can't hold it anymore!"
"You... are dying!" Fang Xiu said this sentence without question, but with a positive tone, but the voice was full of complex emotions such as sigh, sigh, and regret.
"No! I just really want to become a desolate god." Chang De told Fang Xiu indifferently, it was a pair of eyes full of seeing through life and death, and seeing the world's humanity.
Fang Xiu and Chang De sat on the shore of this snowy mountain cliff, the distant mountains undulated, and the faint snow fell on their shoulders, rolling down from their robe: "Are you waiting for me?"
Chang De nodded slightly: "Well! I'm waiting for you, Fengdu!"
"After I died, as a mountain such as Huanggu Mountain, such a heavy duty, there are also ranks in Yin Cao, and the soul will report to Yin Tianzi City in Yin Cao Difu!"
"The door to the Underworld Mansion will open for me at that time, and you can follow me into the Underworld Mansion with my soul. This was my promise to you."
Changde Laomai's face chuckled, his eyes narrowed together: "I finally returned your favor."
"This world! I never owe Changde anymore!"
Suddenly Fang Xiu was speechless, his face suddenly lost.
He had thought a lot before he came. He didn't know whether the symbol given to Changde was good or bad. Whether Changde got everything he wanted here, and whether it happened to be everything he wanted.
Spending more than a hundred years of time in the vast world of mountains and seas, whether he has remorse in his heart, whether he has grievances against him.
But seeing these eyes at this moment, listening to the promise he owed to himself, Fang Xiu didn't know where to start.
Instead of waiting for Fang Xiu to speak, Changde asked, "How is it? The next game?"
"Go?"
"Chess!"
There is a chess box in Changde's sleeve, a wooden chess box, a wooden stone, no luxurious and magical atmosphere, and even some worn out old and worn-out, but let Fang Xiu feel the simple and pure taste: "The game of Go, If you really can’t play, chess still has an appetite for me!"
"Unfortunately, here, few people can accompany me! I can only leave alone!"
"It sounds lonely!"
"is not it!"
The two played against the cliffs of this barren ancient mountain. Luozi was unintentional, Fang Xiu had a lot of emotions, and Changde was talking about his life's ups and downs and the magnificent stories of his life for more than a hundred years.
He first entered the mountains and seas and fell into a tribe on the border of the Panguo. He spent several years in that tribe. Then he was killed by the barbarians invading the entire tribe from the north. He was brought to the north as a slave and then killed. During the twists and turns, he became a witch sacrifice for a small tribe.
Rising from the bottom, erasing all the old enemies, and finally standing at the pinnacle of the Northern Barbarians, he gathered his faith, summoned the entire barbarians to find the shrine commands of the barren mountains, and turned into gods on the barren mountains to accept the worship of all living beings. .
There are endless killings, hatred, resentment, and joy in the story. He has killed countless people, and his wife and children have been cursed. He has been caught in a cage and became a slave, and he has been high above to enslave all living beings.
This resentment is parting, he has tried it all, mortals, demons, kings, he has done everything, and finally turned into a desolate god.
This road to longevity was far more difficult and painful than Changde thought. In the end, he didn't seem to know what he was asking for.
Nearly two hundred years have passed, and everything has dispersed with the clouds, except that he is sitting on this deserted ancient mountain and playing against Fang Xiu.
"Ugh!"
After half of the third game, UU reads www. uukanshu.com Changde Chizi fluctuated on the board, and finally with a sigh, the lamp was dry.
The piece with the cannon suddenly hit the board suddenly, and Chang De closed his eyes.
Under the earth, for a moment the black diffused around Changde as if a black bottomless abyss appeared on the ground.
The door of Yinshi opened and greeted the spirit of the deserted ancient mountain of the reserve to the Yincao Difu, named Dengshengshangbu. From then on, Changde was no longer a human but a of earth.
Within the body of Changde, a golden spirit leaped out, reflecting like a beam of light into the darkness, and throwing it into the dark world.
Sitting on the opposite side, Fang Xiu also closed his eyes, and his body collapsed as if he had lost all his strength. A white figure overlapped and stood up from his body, and then stepped into the black door of the mansion. Inside, into the dark world. (https://)"Rebirth of Domination" only represents the views of the author’s history. If you find that its content violates the laws of the country, please delete it. The position of https:// is only dedicated to providing health. Green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!