Chapter 542: Relics of the mythological era
When Xu Zimo walked into the stele, he saw that the group of people immediately stood in front of him.
"This road is blocked, please detour."
"Since it's here, do you want to check it out?" Shendi asked, turning his head to look at Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo's eyes looked into the distance, the mountain that had collapsed seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, he could feel the powerful power contained in it.
"Go check it out," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Hey, you two, did you hear what I said?" The leader of the group said coldly.
"Go one step further and die."
"Go or die, you choose," Divine Emperor said lightly.
The group of people sneered, and the leader directly drew the sword and cut it towards the Divine Emperor.
God Emperor's eyes looked at the group of people indifferently, only heard the sound of "Boom", and an explosion exploded in front of me.
Was straightened to the ground directly in front of it, and everything was wiped out.
The two stepped forward.
Going further, Xu Zimo can more clearly feel that there is a special force that seems to radiate to the surroundings with the mountain as the center.
All flowers and trees that absorb this power grow very strong.
"This power is very strange," Xu Zimo said.
"Well, never contacted," Divine Emperor nodded and said.
The two walked straight ahead and walked for about a few minutes before finally reaching the foot of the mountain.
Xu Zimo found out that there have been several waves of people gathered here.
That day, the old man of Dao College had arrived with a few students, was occupying a rock, sitting cross-legged, eyes closed and rested.
The position on the left is also a group of old people with a group of young men and women, looking at each other's dress and clothing, Xu Zimo guessed it should be Changhe Xianzong.
As far as the right, sitting an old man, the aura is very powerful, with nine layers of divine veins. Xu Zimo estimates that the other party has at least five divine veins.
The people present, apart from the younger generation, don't say, except for those immortal ancestors who are hidden in the world, they should all be the peak fighting power of their respective sect.
The realm of the gods, this is already the highest state that the world can reach.
Yufan enters immortal, the process in which ordinary people can't see.
Is just the divine context, which is beyond the reach of most people in their lifetime.
Because the people of the Xianmen of the great emperors are wearing their own martial arts costumes, Xu Zimo probably still knows.
However, there are about a dozen people in other casual repairs next to him, and Xu Zimo is strange.
Unlike the people of the imperial system Xianmen, most of the scattered repairs have secret areas, and they will all go to it.
After all, the materials they cultivate need to be obtained by themselves, but no force can cultivate them.
The arrival of Xu Zimo also attracted the attention of these people.
When everyone's eyes are on Xu Zimo, Xu Zimo can feel the slight pressure contained in it.
He knew that these people were demonstrating.
"Have you ever seen a handsome guy? Come to fight, and leave without fighting," Xu Zimo said lightly.
The voice just fell, and I saw a casual old man beside him chuckled.
The old man took a yellow tooth and carried a gourd. He smiled and said: "Is the little baby's temper and tone big?"
"Kill him," Xu Zimo said lightly.
God Emperor reached out his hand and slowly raised his right hand to suppress it.
At this moment, his palm was like a gritty mountain, with a magnificent shore and majestic life.
The power of the old man's whole body and veins is surging, watching the moment when the palm is suppressed.
Perhaps the other people next to him felt less intense, but he was almost scared to death.
The pressure made him unable to move, the aura in his body worked slowly, and the blood seemed to freeze.
Seemed to be pressed against a mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He bit his tongue vigorously, keeping his body painful and responsive.
The tip of the bite tongue was almost broken, and blood was flowing out.
The Chinese side was awake, and only heard him yell, "Hulu."
The gourd hanging around his waist suddenly rose into the air, directly blooming a colorful and magnificent glow.
This ray of light flew like a **** emperor's big hand, while wrapping the old man to the side to escape.
Only heard the sound of "Boom", the moment Xiaguang touched the palm of the Divine Emperor, he did not hold it for a second, and was directly annihilated.
But fortunately, the gourd wrapped the old man and broke the space, escaped into the space and wanted to escape.
God Emperor frowned slightly, and his right hand flicked, only listening to the "bang" sound.
The space around was completely blocked, and the old man's body was forced to be expelled directly from the space.
"The junior damn, I don't know if the senior is coming, please spare your life.
Young people damn, "the old gourd fell to the ground, knelt down directly, bowed his head, and begged for mercy.
"This gourd is a bit interesting," Divine Emperor said lightly.
"The gourds are produced by immortal vines, and they will bloom in two thousand years and bear fruit in three thousand years.
Only has this one in five thousand years. The juniors commemorated this gourd for thousands of years before they became their magic weapon.
If seniors like it, the juniors will give it to the seniors, "the old man put the gourd in front of him without a word.
But when looking at the gourd, the old man looked very horrified.
His hands shook slightly, and I saw numerous cracks on the surface of the gourd, which could be broken at any time.
What is the existence of this gourd, the old man knows better than anyone else ~ www.readwn.com ~ It is no exaggeration to say that even a strong immortal can not crack this gourd.
Nowadays, the other party doesn't even touch the gourd, but just annihilates the colorful streamer and has such damage.
He looked up and swallowed hard.
"What is this horse?"
The old man was crying without tears and could only beg for mercy on the ground.
"Master, kill or let go?" Divine Emperor looked at Xu Zimo and asked.
"Tell me about the situation here," Xu Zimo asked.
The old man raised his head, only to find that the plaintiff was the stranger in front of him.
"Yes, son," the old man said quickly.
Explained it in a very detailed way before Xu Zimo understood it.
According to information received by the old man, the relics here are not ordinary ones.
Is probably from a place before the age of mythology.
It is said that the people of Hua Yuanzong once dug a spar here, and this spar was proved to have been lost in the reckless era.
Existed long before the more ancient mythological era, when the Yuanyang continent had not yet been divided by five minutes.
For this rumor, some people believe, some people do not believe, but many people still hold the heart of temptation, ready to come and see.
Now that the relics have not been opened, everyone is waiting. According to the people of Hua Yuanzong, the relics will be officially opened on the full moon night three days later.
Not mentioning the dialogue between Xu Zimo and the old man for a while, all the people who originally watched the battle and watched the show were stunned.
