Chapter 3670 is confusing
When this forbidden secret about the Anti-God Race happened, Jietian had already fallen into a deep sleep, and the Kunlun Realm had entered a closed state despite the fall of the Holy Monk Sumeru. At that time, Empress Qiangu was still shallow, and she was not an insider.
Who would have thought that the mysterious power that caused a small amount of calamity would appear again?
In other words, the Big Catastrophe should have happened 100,000 years ago.
Zhang Ruochen said with a heavy heart, “So, is this the real reason why the Anti-God Race was exterminated?”
Zhao Gongming’s heart was sour, his chest heaved violently, his iron tower-like body was trembling, and he said in despair, “What can I do? I really want to make their sacrifices succeed and summon that terrifying existence?”
“Kill, only kill!”
“Heaven and **** have gone through a thousand-year war. Both sides suffered heavy losses, and their strength is far less than when a small calamity occurred. If there is another small calamity, who can stop it? Both have to die! Everything in the world will be destroyed! “
“The only way is to kill those Anti-God clansmen who have been cursed with blood and cut off their connection with the unknown terror.”
“You should know that with the blessing of the Blood Curse, the combat power of all the Anti-God Race people has been multiplied, and they are completely unaware of pain and fear, and are not afraid of death. Some people want to save them, but they are severely injured by their self-destruction of the divine source. They are like monsters, with endless blood in their bodies, and the blood is constantly burning. Like a human-shaped torch, like a moth after a fire!”
Zhang Ruochen, Jietian, and Qiangu Empress were all silent.
They didn’t experience what happened back then, but they could feel the danger and close call, and could understand the helplessness and pain in Zhao Gongming’s heart.
Zhang Ruochen said: “What about the third elder of the anti-God clan? Does he have a blood curse?”
Zhao Gongming said: “It is said that the three elders were guarding the Buddhist world in the Western Heaven at that time, helping the Buddhists and fighting against another army in the **** world. When the blood mantra broke out, he hid in the first ancestor world left by Buddha Kasyapa. The world, cut off the connection with the outside world, and escaped the catastrophe.”
“This is interesting!” Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Ruochen’s inexplicable words made Zhao Gongming think deeply.
He continued: “After this massacre against the Anti-God Race ended, the gray fog receded and the crisis was lifted. But a new crisis emerged!”
“The top gods in the heavenly court who participated in the slaughter and annihilation of the Anti-God Race are divided into two factions. One faction hates the Anti-God Race to the core, believing that they are all sinners, and that unknown terrorist force exists between heaven and earth. Descendants. Otherwise, why are they the only ones who sacrifice themselves to receive that power?”
“Even, some people turn to the old accounts and think that the battle of the heavens 300,000 years ago was the death of the gods and the heavens to feed the unknown terror.”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: “This is absolutely impossible! If this is the initiative of the Anti-God Race, why use the blood curse?”
Qiangu Empress said: “I have a different opinion! If you want to lead the unknown terror, you need a large number of sacrifices from the anti-God clan. As a high-level anti-God clan, you can only use the blood curse to drive and manipulate them. The bottom layer. The monks, and even the vast majority of the gods, will not know the truth.”
“Elder Ruochen, you think about human nature so beautifully. Many people who can cultivate to the realm of the gods are cold-blooded and ruthless, and will do anything to achieve their goals. Not everyone is like you, and they can use their lives to protect themselves. people and descendants.”
“In the eyes of many people, their own clansmen and descendants are no different from ordinary living beings and grass and ants.”
“As the God of War Gongming said, how to explain the special connection between the Anti-God Race and the unknown terror? This is very much like a blood sacrifice method!”
Zhao Gongming said: “I have full confidence in the God-Defying Clan, the Great Elder and the God-defying Heavenly Venerate. They are the most respectable figures in the world. There are not a few gods with this mentality, and this has caused the appearance of the heavenly court. The other faction, they put forward many unreasonable points, never believe that the small amount of calamity is related to the Anti-God Race, and they have great sympathy for the Anti-God Race.”
“Tianzun was the same at that time. He had a very deep friendship with Nishen Tianzun and had no doubts about his character.”
“However, at that time, it had just gone through years of wars. The heaven and the world were riddled with holes, and there were many internal contradictions. We must not fall apart because of such differences.”
“Therefore, Tianzun agreed with the suggestions put forward by the gods, and issued a gag order to forbid everyone to talk about the anti-God clan and burn all the books about the anti-God clan. In doing so, in fact, the reputation of Anti-God Tianzun and the Great Elder can be preserved. , so that it will not endure forever, and be criticized and cursed by future generations.”
“At the same time, Tianzun and the top gods at that time did not dare to let the monks below know that there is such an unknown terrifying existence in the universe, who can destroy the world at any time. In that way, the order will be chaotic and people’s hearts will collapse. The truth is buried!”
“In the dark, Tianzun protected the third elder, and asked Bian Zhuang to guard the remnants of the Moon Division that separated from the Anti-God Race 3 million years ago, leaving a continuous bloodline for the Anti-God Race.”
“This complete annihilation of the Anti-God Race is actually because the gods in heaven and **** are too fearful in their hearts. They are afraid that the sacrifices and blood curses on the Santu River will appear again, and they are worried that the disaster of extinction will come to their heads. on.”
“In the blink of an eye, 100,000 years have passed!”
In the inner hall, all four fell silent.
The truth is too bizarre, full of blood and sadness, and there is also the helplessness of the gods of an era.
Zhao Gongming said: “Who dares to publish such a truth? Once it is published, it will be another **** storm, and more importantly, it will be a huge blow to the hearts of all cultivators.”
“It’s a curse again!”
Zhang Ruochen clenched his fingers tightly, his eyes were cold and sharp and said: “Have you checked, why are the entire Anti-God clan under the blood curse? How is the spell cast?”
Zhao Gongming nodded and said, “I checked, the spell is hidden in the blood of the Anti-God clan. It is very similar to withering, and it will always exist in future generations.”
“But why are the people of the Jiutian lineage not affected by the spell? Does this mean that the blood curse is not innate? Nor is the Anti-God Clan descended from the unknown and terrifying? The catastrophe actually started in the Middle Ages, or the ancient times, and it happened within a million years?” Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhao Gongming said: “Tianzun thinks so too! Tianzun guessed that someone got the blood of the old people of the anti-God clan and donated it to the unknown terror, which caused the blood curse in the whole clan, It is a tragedy for sacrifices. For this reason, Tianzun has also specially sought out nine days!”
“The old alcoholic should have nothing to do with this matter, otherwise he will surely die.” Zhang Ruochen said.
Jie Tian smiled coldly: “How could it be completely unrelated? Otherwise, why is only his lineage safe and sound?”
Zhao Gongming said: “Actually, the biggest doubt is that after the blood curse is used in the anti-God clan, the blood has been burning, but the blood in the body is constantly appearing. Where does this blood come from? Just like the Ming clan’s blood. Blood-devouring spell, where did the blood disappear again?”
Zhang Ruochen thought of the soul mother, the ancestor of Ming, and the unknown blood that had been refined into the body, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
Will the blood curse also erupt one day, and the blood in the body will burn and turn into a madman?
Now it seems that what you get in the soul world is not necessarily a chance, but also a hidden danger.
“It’s all done, so what’s there to be afraid of? The 83,990 relics of the Sixth Patriarch should be able to restrain curses. Soldiers will block them, and water will cover them.”
Zhang Ruochen cut off the worry in his heart and said: “It seems that the master of the Space Temple may be able to give us the answer. After all, except for Jiutian, he is the most suspicious!”
“In the past 100,000 years, I have never doubted him. Now it seems that the lights are dark!” Zhao Gongming said.
Zhang Ruochen said: “You have no doubts, but Tianzun should have doubts! Otherwise, I won’t be allowed to be the grand elder of the Space Temple. I will deal with the third elder of the Anti-God Race, no matter whether there is a problem with the third elder, Tianzun Neither will be criticized by those deities who sympathize with the Godless Race.”
“You got the Anti-God Stele and married the wife of the Anti-God Race. Who will bear the karma if you don’t bear it?” Zhao Gongming immediately said, “When you start, you must call me.”
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Han Xue came to the outside of the temple and bowed to report: “Master, Liu Qingyu has left! She asked me to tell me, the master of the Space Temple, please go back as soon as possible, there is a major matter to discuss.”
“Got it, you did a great job.”
Zhang Ruochen looked at the people in the hall and said, “You said, if I really go back to the space temple, will I be killed directly?”
Venerable Jie and Zhao Gongming both laughed, thinking he was joking.
But with a smile, their faces became solemn.
Yes, once Zhang Ruochen returns to the Space Temple, it is really possible that he will be directly killed by the temple owner.
As for the charges, there are a lot of them, too many!
“Don’t be so nervous, the Profound Truth of Space is still in my hands! Even if he returns to the Space Temple, his advantage is not much greater than mine. Next, let’s see how he moves!”
Zhang Ruochen is naturally relaxed, because now the initiative is in his hands.
And every day his cultivation level is increasing violently. If he really needs to give him some more time, he will successfully cultivate the immortal body. At that time, he will be more confident.
The only thing I’m worried about now is the ultimate heritage of the Space Temple and the possible existence of ancient powerhouses on the top of Buzhou Mountain.
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The city of the undead, the clan’s palace.
The old patriarch of the undead blood clan is white-haired ~IndoMTL.com~ as thin as a wood, with no blood and energy, like a human skin wrapped around a bone.
He was like a crimped dead dog, lying in a coffin, like a gossamer.
The undead God of War walked into the room and came to see his old friend on his last journey, and said, “Would you like a drink? I got some blood of the ancestors, and I can still live for half a month for you.”
“If you don’t drink, what’s the use of half a month? Leave me alone, I feel comfortable lying here. After I die, I just cover the coffin, remember to cover it tightly, and throw it into the void of the universe for burial. , no one should be able to find my bones, quiet, cool!”
The old patriarch said again: “You can go too, I don’t want to see anyone, I get angry when I see you, how can you live so long? It’s unfair!”
“Either I’ll be buried under the White Cang Star, buried under the White Cang Blood Soil, and maybe I can wake up in the future.” The undead God of War was in a complicated mood. Although he knew that the possibility was very small, he still wanted to give it a try.
The old patriarch said: “Don’t, I have decided to die. Buried in the white blood soil, who knows if some unworthy descendant will dig it out in the future and make it into a corpse soldier?”
At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded.
A false **** reported: “Tianmu and Nietzang are secretly visiting!”
This is the old patriarch who was curled up in the coffin. He sat up and said, “What? Who is here? Who are you talking about?”
(End of this chapter)