Chapter 1075: Second **** of human race

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The distance of three hundred miles is just an instant for Ning Xiaochuan.
In front of him is a barren ruin. On the ground, you can see the worn-out pieces of war soldiers. Most of those shards of soldiers are rusty, no different from scrap iron.
In the middle of the ruins stands a megalithic temple.
Said to be a temple, in fact, it had already collapsed. Only dozens of megaliths with a height of 100 meters remained there, forming a round temple foundation. The ground is full of rubble and weeds, as if no one has been here for millions of years.
That powerful breath of life came from the bottom of the temple.
"Ning Xiaochuan, it's weird here, and there seems to be divine power left." Tiandi Blade's voice sounded.
There is no need for Tiandi Blade to remind, when Ning Xiaochuan came to the waste, he already felt the ancient divine power.
If it had been before, Ning Xiaochuan would not dare to venture into such a strange place. However, it is different now. According to his current practice, unless it is the second himself, there is nothing threatening him.
"Go in and see!"
Ning Xiaochuan is not a arrogant arrogant. Since there is a divine power in the temple, he must be alert.
Call out the Heavenly Emperor Blade, hold it in your hand, and walk towards the temple step by step.
The Emperor Blade is a secondary artifact. Just the power exerted by its instrumental spirit is comparable to the seventh-best emperor of the creation.
Such a sub-artifact, pinched by Ning Xiaochuan, can naturally exert more power.
Entering the stone temple, I saw a stone statue in the center of the stone temple. It was an old man with a long beard, a crutch in his hand, a smile on his face, and a triangular mark on his brows.
Although it is just an idol, there is no trace of death, but it exudes a strong breath, as if it would come to life at any time. It is completely different from the idols Ning Xiaochuan has seen before.
Just now, the divine power that Ning Xiaochuan felt came from the idol.
Ning Xiaochuan stretched out a finger and touched the idol lightly.
"boom!"
A powerful divine power emerged from the idol, hitting Ning Xiaochuan with his fingers.
Ning Xiaochuan's complexion changed, and his body flew back uncontrollably more than ten meters away. There were blood seams on his fingers, and almost his entire hand was gone.
"Awesome idols can't even be touched. The strength just now is enough to kill the creatures below the fourth level of the creation environment." Ning Xiaochuan operated the power of creation, and the blood seams on his fingers healed with the naked eye. .
For the living beings in the ancient world, this temple is a forbidden area. Once it breaks in, it will undoubtedly die.
"How do I feel it is not like an idol, but more like a sub-god deity sitting here. Would you say it would be a fossil?
"The remains of the gods turned into stone statues?"
Ning Xiaochuan's heart moved and looked at the idol again. Suddenly, I also felt that the deity was very weird, not like carved from stone, but like flesh and blood.
Tiandi Blade exclaimed, saying, "I remember! This idol is exactly the same as the portrait of the ancestors of the Tang people of the Bei / Xinjiang. It is said that Tang, the ancestor of the Tang people, was innate in his old age in search of breakthrough True God ’s chance entered the return market alone. But he never returned. Everyone said that he had died in the return market.

As soon as Tiandi Blade's words fell, a long sigh sounded in the temple.
"call out!"
The eyebrow of the idol in the middle of the stone temple emits a faint golden awn, a ghostly figure, coming out from the eyebrow of the god.
The phantom of that human form looked exactly like the idol, and he sighed, "I did not expect that millions of years have passed, and there are still people who remember the old man's name."
Ning Xiaochuan and Tiandi Blade were extremely shocked. I did not expect that the stone statue was really Tang Xiantian.
North / Jiangmen's prestigious ancient sub-god, who once dominated the power of an era, now stands in front of them alive.
This is a character that can only appear in history books!
Ning Xiaochuan immediately bowed and saluted, saying: "The younger Ning Xiaochuan, met the senior Tang."
"No need to salute! The old man's body has decayed, and now there is only one soul left!" Tang Xiantian's face was smiling, and he looked carefully at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "Boy, you are also a descendant of the North / Xijiang tribe?"
Ning Xiaochuan was startled and said, "Seniors can see my identity?"
Tang Xiantian laughed: "Although the old man has been dead for many years, he still has a pair of eyes. Is it difficult to see through your body? Have you been to hell?"
Ning Xiaochuan said: "Why do seniors say so?"
Tang Xiantian said, "If you haven't been to Hell, why would you have the atmosphere of Hell?"
Ning Xiaochuan understood that Tang Xiantian was referring to the evil spirit in him. He is now covered with evil spirits and transformed into Han Jin. Tang Xiantian naturally thought he had been to the area.
It seems that the dark world where the Qingdi Department and Donghuang Department are located is really the legendary hell.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "It's not that the juniors have visited the area, but that the gates of have been opened, the major evil departments in have come to Guixu, and the next step is to devour the world of Da Yan."
"The door to the region is open!" Tang Xiantian was obviously surprised, but he did not show much emotional fluctuations.
For the sub-gods, nothing can affect their minds. What's more, Tang Xiantian has been dead for many years, and now it is just a remnant soul, and there is not much emotional fluctuation.
Tang Xiantian said, "Boy, tell me, are the Tang people in the Bei / Xinjiang alive?"
Ning Xiaochuan hesitated for a moment and said, "The Tang people in the northern / Xinjiang region have been destroyed, but many Tang people have escaped, and the incense is not broken."
Tang Xiantian said: "The spirit of the old man will soon be completely dissipated into the heavens and the earth. The old man has one thing to ask you. If you promise to help the old man do it, the old man will have a good report."
Ning Xiaochuan and the Tang people have some origins, and naturally they will not refuse, so he said, "But the seniors can say nothing, the younger generations must do their best to complete their last wishes."
Tang nodded congenitally and said, "Before sitting, the old man poured his life's divine power into the divine fire, so that the divine fire condensed into a false godhead."
"Now, this pseudo-god is stored on the third floor of the temple. The old man hopes that you can take this pseudo-goat out of the market and look for a descendant of the Tang family who is directly related to the blood. Leave it to him. "
In order to achieve the ninth-largest degree of perfection in the realm of creation, the cultivation of the soul is a virtual god. Only those creatures who ignite the fire in the virtual can become sub-gods.
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