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Chapter 1461 The Secret of the Temple

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    After a while, there was a door to the world in Dongyuan Sword Gourd. Zhang Qian could open it with just a thought. No matter where he was, he could instantly return to the west of Buzhou Mountain.

    Holding the Dongyuan sword gourd in his palm, he thought to himself: "This gourd can record countless imprints of space coordinates and open up doors to worlds. With this treasure in hand, no matter how vast the prehistoric world is, I can travel back and forth."

    The prehistoric world is so vast that it is often measured in light years, which is far from comparable to that of the heavens and the world.

    But in the prehistoric world, there are many mountains with a height of ten thousand feet, not even small mounds. As for the fairy mountains with a height of one hundred thousand feet, one million feet, or even tens of thousands of feet, there are countless.

    Looking up at the western land, one can clearly see the difference. If the northern part of Buzhou Mountain is a primitive and terrifying endless jungle, then the western land is a land with sparse vegetation. Although it is not a desert, it is not bad.  Not much.

    Moreover, the spiritual energy of the western land is also extremely thin.

    "Is this the consequence of Luo Hu's self-destruction? It has become so barren, and it is only a little stronger than the heavens and worlds. It is far away to fully recover."

    Squinting his eyes, Zhang Qian couldn't help thinking of the horrible scene when Luo Hu blew himself up.

    When he was still a primordial dragon loach, the lake he transformed into had long since disappeared, and was razed to the ground by the power of Luo Hu's self-destruct.

    He also had no intention of returning to his hometown. After looking at the slightly barren western land for a while, he turned and flew to the other side.

    There is no supreme heaven around the boundary of Buzhou Mountain, and there is no faint suppression of heaven here. Zhang Gan can easily sense the law of the great way, which is not much different from when he was in the heavens and myriad realms.

    Not only that, but he found that using the law here, the supernatural power that he can use is much stronger than that in other places, as if a kind of shackle has been opened.

    He hid among the remnants of jade and fled around the huge Buzhou Mountain.

    However, they dare not go deep into the depths of Buzhou Mountain. The depths of Buzhou Mountain are full of terrifying Pangu pressure.  The true spirit will be crushed by Pangu's coercion.

    When the sun star in the prehistoric high sky shifted a little to the west again, he finally returned to the place where the Wu clan was.

    Looking at the Pangu Temple in the distance, Zhang Gan did not act rashly. The origin of the Pangu Temple is extremely mysterious, and maybe traces of remnant jade can be found.

    He came here to steal the true blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, not to fight against the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

    After waiting patiently for a long time, I didn't see any ancestor witches. There were quite a few great witches patrolling around the Pangu Temple, and each of them had terrifying power, and they all had the power to wipe out the Da Luo Jinxian.

    At first glance, it is the direct lineage of the twelve ancestor witches, all of whom have various laws and supernatural powers.

    "Don't wait! Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches discover the existence of Remnant Jade, they should have no way to stop it!"

    With a move in his heart, Zhang Gan decided to act.

    Remnant Yu flew towards the Pangu Temple silently, invisible, and arrived in front of the temple after a while. This temple didn't seem to be built by man at all, it was completely natural, just like a treasure in the shape of a palace.

    There is not even a single gap in the whole body, the towering temple gate is tightly closed, and there are faintly visible original dao patterns flickering up and down the entire temple.

    These Dao patterns exude a terrifying Pangu aura, and the strange thing is that these Dao patterns keep absorbing the Pangu aura from the nearby Buzhou Divine Mountain.

    This kind of absorption is non-stop, as if the entire Buzhou Mountain is supporting the Pangu Temple.

    Zhang Qian's eyes flashed, and he had a vague guess in his mind, "Could it be that the Twelve Ancestral Witches used their own true blood to create the witch clan, did they borrow the power of Buzhou Shenshan? The ubiquitous Pangu breath in Buzhou Shenshan?  "

    With the physical state of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is not difficult to transform people with a drop of blood, but each of the witches created by them is extremely extraordinary, especially those great witches, each of whom has different abilities.

    Obviously, it is impossible to do this with the true blood of Zuwu alone, and Pan Gu's breath has become the key.

    With the curiosity in his heart, Can Yu passed through the gate of the temple without a sound, and the looming original dao pattern on the temple did not respond, which made Zhang Gan heave a sigh of relief.

    After a while, the gate of the temple was penetrated by the residual jade, and entered the interior of the temple.

    Immediately, the endless innate chaotic energy appeared in front of Zhang Gan, and the inside of the temple?It seems to be an innate chaotic world. When Qiang Yi came in last time, Zhang Gan knew the scene inside the temple with a trace of his mind.  away from the pool.

    The endless aura of innate chaos around him made Zhang Gan feel as if he had re-entered the chaos outside the sky, but the aura of innate chaos in the temple was full of Pangu's coercion. If it wasn't for the protection of Canyu, his true spirit would have  You have to be intimidated by this terrifying coercion.

    "This Pangu temple is as one as a whole, as if it was made in heaven. It should be a treasure, right? I don't know what kind of treasure it is. Looking at it, maybe only the twelve ancestor witches know the secret of this temple, huh?  explain!"

    At this moment, he changed his mind, and suddenly thought of an incredible guess, "Could it be that this Pangu temple was transformed by Pangu's skull? It is really possible that the Buzhou Mountain next to it was transformed by Pangu's spine, and  Above the spine is the head, Pangu's eyes turned into the sun and the moon, his hair turned into countless stars, the skull should not be missing, it is very likely that his skull fell here and turned into this Pangu Temple!"

    Thinking about it this way, Zhang Gan suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. Although he didn't know if this guess was right, it should be pretty close.

    "Pangu Temple should be the biggest trump card of the Wu Clan. If this temple is really transformed from Pangu's head, then no one in the prehistoric world can break this temple. The defense of this temple should be stronger than the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.  Be tyrannical!"

    With this temple in hand, it can be said that the Wu clan will never be wiped out. No matter how tragic the catastrophe, as long as the temple is still there, the Wu clan can keep its foundation.

    Maybe this is also the hole card that Pangu left for the Wu Clan.

    "Are you here!"

    After an unknown period of time, bursts of strong energy and blood power came faintly from the misty chaotic atmosphere in front of him.

    Whoosh!

    Can Yu moved, and finally passed through all the mist, and the front suddenly opened up, and a huge pool of blood appeared there.

    The blood pool stretches as far as the eye can see, like a huge lake, in which the bottomless scarlet lake is tumbling endlessly, and in the tumbling lake, there are countless blood cocoons.

    At first glance, these blood cocoons look like unhatched eggs, and there are heartbeats continuously, the sound is loud and deafening.

    There are countless blood cocoons, big and small, the big ones are thousands of feet high, and the small ones are only about ten feet. The bigger the blood cocoons, the more terrifying the sound of the heartbeat, like thunder.

    With a sweep of his gaze, Zhang Qian saw a square stone platform on the shore of the huge blood-colored lake, and smoke of blood and blood rose from the stone platform.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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