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Chapter 304 The Old Man in the Painting

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    At the entrance of the abyss, Pan Gongcuo and a group of great witches and witch kings rushed here. There are only less than a hundred of the hundreds of Mandi kingdom supernatural powers left, and the others all died in the strange and unpredictable forest of the valley.

    Even though an unknown number of great witches from the Boloulan Golden Palace had explored here before, this large-scale exploration still caused them heavy casualties.

    For Pan Gongcuo, it doesn't matter how many people die, as long as it is not his own life.  The lives of these soldiers, great witches, and even the witch king can be sacrificed at any time. His purpose of bringing these people is to let these people protect himself, and use these people's corpses to pile up a road leading to the center of the Valley of the Dead.  path of.

    As an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, he can already ignore the life of anyone else, and the only thing he cherishes is himself.

    "Finally here."

    Pan Gongcuo stood beside the abyss and looked down, his eyes were a little obsessed. He had only come into his sight of the Valley of the Dead sixteen years ago. In the event of the extraterrestrial spaceship, the aliens drove the treasure ship into the Valley of the Dead, which attracted the attention of the three forces.  .

    Loulan Golden Palace, Tianmo Sect, and Da Leiyin Temple all focused their attention on this place. At that time, Tianmo Sect had no leader, and the Tathagata of Da Leiyin Temple knew some secrets, so they did not explore this place deeply.

    And at that time, he was already very old, because he cherished his life, he did not come in person, but hid in the golden palace waiting for his reincarnated saint child.  However, the broken sword that the Witch King of the Loulan Golden Palace brought from the Valley of the Dead made him realize that this extraterrestrial spaceship was no small matter.

    And now that he has successfully reincarnated, he can finally come here.  In addition, Khan Di was planning to use troops against Yankang, so he could use Khan's forces to enter here.

    "Gong Mu, do you feel it?"

    Pangong Tso said in a low voice: "This place is filled with the power of the soul, and the power contained in the broken soul gave birth to these strange lives. This is the best holy place for our great witches to practice."

    Beside him, these great witches and kings only felt throbbing in their souls, and the breath here made their souls and primordial spirits also jubilant.

    This place is full of spirit and soul power, which is so abundant that it even far surpasses the Loulan Golden Palace!

    Along the way, they have seen the strangeness of life in Minggu. For the soldiers of Mandi Kingdom, life in Minggu is a nightmare existence, but for great witches like them, it is a great medicine for walking. Of course, this  It is a little dangerous to plant a big tonic.

    The Great Witch himself uses the souls of other living beings as a means of cultivation!

    Gongmu Witch King greedily breathed the breath from the abyss, where the spiritual power and soul power were stronger, and praised: "If my Golden Palace can gain a foothold here, it can strengthen the strength of our big witch, and it will get twice the result with half the effort! Here  His spiritual power and soul power have greatly improved the primordial spirit!"

    The Loulan Golden Palace was originally stronger than the soul, stronger than the primordial spirit. They had profound attainments in soul and primordial spirit. Other holy places, even the Great Leiyin Temple, were slightly inferior in attainment of primordial spirit.

    It's just that their cultivation methods are weird, and they use the souls of living beings to cultivate, so they are very criticized.  If one can occupy this place and practice with the help of spiritual power and soul power here, the Loulan Golden Palace will surely grow to a level that was unimaginable before!

    The rise of this Holy Land of the Grasslands will definitely win the Central Plains, overwhelming the Holy Land of the Central Plains in one fell swoop!

    "The most important thing about Minggu is not this, but that spaceship."

    Pangong Tso's eyes were a little obsessed, and he said softly: "What attracts me is not how to use the spiritual power and soul power here to cultivate, but how to break through, break through the boundary between man and god. This ship should have what I want. It  It came from outside"

    He didn't say much, and jumped down, and the other big witch kings and the only remaining soldiers of the Mandi kingdom also jumped down to guard his surroundings.

    After all, Pangong Cuo has lived for thousands of years and knows a lot of secrets. Other holy places, such as Daleiyin Temple and Daomen, rely on the ancient books in the holy land to record history, and the ancient books may be biased.

    And he records history by memory, and he has experienced many things.

    Moreover, although his lifespan is not as long as the history of Daleiyin Temple and Daomen, Pan Gongcuo has become a high-level person in Daomen and Daleiyin Temple, and even went to Xiaoyujing to see the secrets recorded there.

    "This ship may have come from that mysterious place, which is probably the only place in the world where one can become a god. No matter what, I want to get this ship to go there!" He thought to himself.

    In mid-air, they were attacked by all kinds of strange creatures in the abyss, many soldiers, great witches and witch kings?

    "Don't panic."

    Long Qilin said: "There must be a total number of rooms here, it is impossible to have endless rooms, as long as you find the same room, you can find out the rules. By the way, how good are the two of you brothers?"

    Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately walked into the embroidery room, closed the door behind him, looked around, and said to himself, "I came in through this door, come in and out through this door, why is it a different room?  The method of space folding must be used inside. Although this ship is very large, the rooms in the building cannot be endless, they must be limited. As long as the number of rooms is limited, we can find the law."

    He calmed down and looked around. The embroidery room was lit with wall lamps, and there were a few pieces of women's embroidery hanging on the wall. Below was a table with a dragon-style veil on the side.

    The desk is in a lower place, on which there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and a futon below is a place to sit, and the ink on the paper is still wet: "The dew is delicate, yellow and green in the wind.  Li. Who can compare?"

    When I wrote here, it suddenly stopped. It should be because of an emergency and I couldn't finish writing.

    Qin Mu checked the handwriting, and secretly praised in his heart: "The brushwork is not inferior to mine, it's just a little more delicate."

    At this moment, the old fisherman suddenly got into the calligraphy and painting in front of him and winked at him.  Qin Mu sneered, picked up a pen and erased it, the old man jumped onto the table, ran to the wall, and escaped through another door.

    Qin Mu immediately picked up his brush and chased after him. The old man in the painting disappeared after entering another room, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

    Qin Mu entered this room and looked around. This room is a study room, and the books in the study room are very old. Qin Mu took out a book and wanted to open it, but he couldn't open it no matter what.

    Suddenly the old man in the painting jumped out of his book and got into another book.

    Qin Mu hurriedly pulled out the book, but this time he was able to open the book. He opened the book and looked, but it was a family tree.

    "In the first life, the founder of the Qin Dynasty, the co-lord of the world"

    Qin Mu was stunned: "One sword to open the emperor, the bloody Kaihuang? This Kaihuang is also surnamed Qin, and I have the same surname."

    This genealogy is very thick, with only a few words recording the life, marriage and marriage of each person surnamed Qin. Qin Mu quickly flipped through it, looking for the old man in the painting, and when he turned to the last page, he saw: "One hundred  Zero Seventh is the son of Han Zhen, Feng Qing."

    Written here, the family tree is cut off.

    ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªThe pig man is still in Shanghai. He got off the plane last night and rented a hotel. Then he caught a cold and couldn't go home today.  Now I have a sore throat, staying in the hotel and planning to go home tomorrow.  I have been away from home for more than ten days, and I miss my family and my children.  I feel a little drifting, try to make the second change at night, if it can't be done, I have to add another change after I recover from illness.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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