Huang Ting

Chapter 382 Bronze Sacred Tree and Legacy

After all the members of Zhongxing entered the ghost cave, Black Guan'er took Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan from the cave into the ghost cave. They stood on the edge of the plank road and watched dozens of streams of light shuttle through the ghost cave, like meteors streaking across the night sky.

"What a deep hole!"

Feng Baobao was lying on the plank road, with his hands on the edge of the plank road, his pretty face thrust out, looking into the abyss, and sighing sincerely.

Then he put his hands up and jumped off the cliff.

Zhang Chulan had already anticipated this, and with quick eyes and quick hands, she grabbed Sister Baoer by her collar and fished her back.

Feng Baobao struggled in Zhang Chulan's hands and shouted dissatisfied: "Let me go, Zhang Chulan, I want to jump down and take a look."

She was much stronger than Zhang Chulan. It was difficult for Zhang Chulan to hold her, so he could only say quickly before Feng Baobao escaped from his arms:

"Sister Bao'er, you can't jump. Now is not the time. You promised me before you came here that you would listen to me all the way."

After hearing this, Feng Baobao gave up struggling and turned his head away. Although he still looked cold, his brows furrowed slightly, and infinite sadness flowed out. He pointed at the ghost hole and wanted to speak anxiously, but he didn't dare not know what to say.

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Zhang Chulan felt pity and said gently: "Sister Bao'er, we don't know what's going on down there. We can't go down there for the time being. We'll wait until the investigation is clear."

"Let me report to the company first. If the company really cooperated with Hu Xiuwu beforehand, I don't believe that the company knows anything about Jingjue Ancient City."

However, looking at the shriveled veins on the stone wall, if these are really the blood vessels of a god, the god's condition is not very good either.

The fireball rolled around the trunk, jumping between the branches from time to time, igniting the entire sacred tree.

Scattered sparks ignited the remaining grease on the sacred tree.

In all directions, clusters of Yin Iron flowers sprouted out, like Qiu trees on the edge of the cliff, catching everyone in Quan Xing. Everyone in Quan Xing used their own methods to fix themselves on the Yin Iron.

Gong Qing cast a golden light spell, supported Yin Tie, looked at the surrounding scene, and asked with surprise: "What is this place?"

Everyone in the whole world was astonished, saying that the environment was magical and unique in its own way. Only Granny Jinfeng, who was knowledgeable and knowledgeable, could decipher two or three of its mysteries.

Hu Xiuwu touched the trunk of the bronze sacred tree with his hand, groping for the ancient and weird patterns on the trunk, and sighed:

"God's legacy."

"This place feels quite similar to the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Tongtian Valley, but it is also somewhat paradoxical. Could it be that this ghost cave also has a Feng Shui aura that can penetrate time."

"Our falling speed has slowed down, and the direction seems to have changed. It's not because of the drag of invisible wind, but because the flow rate of time has changed and the space has been twisted, resulting in a change in the perception of time?"

The further down you go, the slower your falling speed becomes. It used to be like an iron ball falling from a tower, but now it's like a branch falling leaves.

And if people in the company know Sister Bao'er's secret, then Sister Bao'er and I will have no choice but to take the opportunity to escape into the desert.

There is no way that black tubers and other temporary workers could hide the company's secrets from me and Sister Bao'er.

"lunar!"

Yu Jingzi carried Hu Xiuwu on his back and landed on the huge sacred tree made of brass in the center. He subconsciously coiled around the sacred tree. His scales rubbed against the metal branches and sparks flew everywhere.

Standing on the branch leading to the carriage, Hu Xiuwu really answered Gong Qing's question:

Pangu opened the sky and died, and his body transformed into all things; Kuafu died after the sun, and abandoned his staff to become a peach forest.

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Passing by the strong wind, my clothes are close to my body, my head is on my feet, my body is leaning forward like an arrow,

Although he enjoys the fun of exploring secrets, Gong Qing is not a reckless fool. Although he jumped into the ghost cave the second time, he was not unprepared.

Although the flames on the sacred tree were huge, they were just ordinary fires. With a sweep of his sword, Hu Xiuwu cleared a pure area.

Feng Baobao was a little disappointed, but he still nodded and made no move. He just looked down longingly.

Everyone in the world is moved by this spectacle,

Apart from being shocked, Xia Liuqing was a little confused and murmured to herself: "This thing seems a bit familiar."

He was also a disciple of Longhu Mountain. Although he was not as talented as Zhang Chulan, he was upright and practiced in Longhu Mountain for three years. During this period, he was the boy who took care of Tian Jinzhong and received careful teachings from Tian Jinzhong.

Another demonic dragon climbed up and meandered down, washing its armor in the fire, its scales and claws flying, majestic and murderous.

Before coming down, Jinfeng was still hesitant about Wu Gensheng's visit to the ancient city of Jingjue. After entering the ghost cave, he personally felt the mystery inside, which actually increased his trust.

"Why are we guessing here?" After seeing the sacred tree, Gong Qing had been very happy and excited. He interrupted Barun and Xia Liuqing and shouted to Hu Xiuwu,

"Hu Xiuwu, what kind of place is this?!"

'That's right, report it to the company. That's why I don't want Sister Baoer to follow Quan Xing's people.'

His eyes glanced at Hu Xiuwu, and he happened to catch a glimpse of Hu Xiuwu's free left hand, counting his fingers, and he was convinced of his guess.

Zhang Chulan looked uncertain: "Yes, report to the company first."

After feeling the normal gravity, Hu Xiuwu smiled slightly and turned his wrist. Yu Jingzi transformed into a dragon and caught him and Chen Duo floating in the air.

However, after falling into the ghost cave for a while, Gong Qing realized that this method seemed useless.

The Golden Light Curse has long since entered the realm of turning energy into form.

When he first jumped into the ghost cave, he jumped close to the stone wall. As long as he found something wrong, he could use the golden light to bless his fingertips and peck into the stone wall like a mountain climbing pickaxe, fixing himself on the stone wall, and slowly

Climb up.

"Is it possible that we have reached a secret place in the ancient Shu Kingdom?"

Falling into a ghost cave where only the wind can stay is like swimming in the deep sea, walking in the moon palace, and falling leisurely.

The environment of the ghost cave changed drastically, light appeared in the distance, and the situation in the ghost cave was revealed without reservation.

After wandering in the ghost cave for half a stick of incense, it is time to go from the atmosphere to the ground, or from the sea to the abyss.

Although he fell into the light, Gong Qing's eyes were filled with darkness.

The black man on the side also tried to persuade him: "Yes, this ghost cave is deep and deep. I don't know where it leads. If you go down hastily, you will easily fall into a trap."

Immediately, Hu Xiuwu called Cong Shen:

It is a hundred feet high, as wide as a building, with dry clouds covering the sun. The branches are upright, like halberds and swords, and it is solemn and solemn. The patterns on it are complex, exquisite, weird and strange.

The golden tree shines brightly, and the flames are like dragons. The majestic sacred tree is clearly visible.

Just as he was thinking about it, Gong Qing's body naturally fell into the light.

In a daze, Gong Qing felt that they were like dust wandering in the veins of a giant god, appearing as small as a drop in the sea.

As a Chinese, Xia Liuqing did not recognize the style of the Sacred Tree, but Barron was well-informed and knowledgeable: "Xia, don't you recognize it? This thing is an enlarged version of the Sun Sacred Tree promoted by your country's three-star promotion."

After being pointed out by Barron, Xia Liuqing slapped her head and immediately remembered: "Yes, it looks like the Sun God Tree, like the mask on the Lion Man's face."

"This is heritage."

The dry blood veins are winding on the stone wall, like a tide of snakes clinging to it, or like fine blood threads.

As a god beyond the world, how could the snake god's corpse become ordinary flesh and blood after death?

During his lifetime he fed on all realms, and after his death he should reappear in heaven and earth.

Chacha~

Under the tree trunk, there was the sound of swords clashing, and a one-eyed black dragon with one eye like a torch and six horns like a crown, which was bigger than Yu Jingzi's original form, was drooling, spitting out poisonous mist, and was greedy.

How can God’s inheritance not have a guardian?

(End of chapter)