The strongest collapse system

Chapter 390 Inside the Temple
Wang Fan walked to the third withered pine.

On the third withered pine tree, it recorded the issue that Wang Fan was most concerned about, the topography of "everything must be reversed", that is, how to leave this pine forest.This kind of terrain formation is almost impossible to solve, but the demon king Tai made great efforts in the formation, and he managed to create a way out, and he was not trapped to death here.

"Live to death... This method is too bizarre!"

Wang Fan pondered carefully and finally got something.

To crack the formation, it is natural to look for the door of life, but in the hand engraving of the demon king, it is to let the breaker take the initiative to find the door of death and enter the most dangerous place in the formation.

The gate of life is hard to find, but the gate of death is close at hand.

"Surviving death..." Wang Fan had a realization in his heart.

He looked at the temple surrounded by four withered pines, and fell into deep thought.

"Sacrifice to demon gods, ancient temples..."

In addition to the situation that everything must be reversed, the inscription of the demon king vaguely mentioned the details of this ancient temple, which seemed to be the place where the demon god sacrificed.

After contemplating for a while, Wang Fan did not enter the temple immediately, but came to the fourth withered pine and asked the fox girl to translate the words engraved on the fourth withered pine.

"Heavenly witchcraft!"

The fox girl only took a few glances, and was immediately moved, and couldn't help but spit out three words.

Wang Fan was also stunned.

The writing on the tree body is very small, very dense, and the engraving is very deep. It is burned into the tree an inch deep, for fear of being wiped out. This is actually an exercise!
"Heavenly Magic"!
What the demon king did on the fourth ancient pine was a kung fu method.

This exercise is recorded in the royal secret book. It is rumored that this exercise is a secret method handed down by the demon god.

However, for some reason, the powerful demon clan practitioners who practiced the sorcery of the sky disappeared one after another, and finally this shocking skill was lost!

It's almost unbelievable to say it.

Such an important inheritance, even if it is said to be lost, it will be lost!
Wang Fan never expected that he would be able to see this secret technique here today.

For the upcoming war between monsters, this skill is an invaluable treasure for the human race.

The content translated by the fox girl is extremely profound, difficult to understand, and various methods have never been heard before. Wang Fan can't understand it at all, so he can only memorize it silently, memorizing every word for fear of missing a syllable.

He did not practice on the spot.

Leaving aside whether the human race's cultivation method of the Yaozu conflicts, the fox girl who translated this secret art is also a member of the Yaozu, and Wang Fan does not trust her.

After writing down all the exercises, Wang Fan stretched out his hand to caress the withered pine, and sawdust flew all over the place.

"What are you doing?" The fox girl was startled and angry.

"What do you think?" Wang Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his movements did not stop at all.

Five breaths of time passed, and this piece of practice "Heavenly Demon Art", which is as ancient as it is today, disappeared.

After destroying the hand engraving of the Demon King, Wang Fan walked outside the gate of the temple.

Looking at it from afar, I can see that the inside is misty and filled with a layer of chaotic mist, and I can only vaguely see an incense table, a futon and a statue of a god.

Wang Fan focused his eyes on the statue, but found that no matter how he observed, he couldn't see the face of the statue clearly.

This temple is obviously a stronghold of the monster clan, and had a special status in the past, but time flies, everything has been taken away, and now only dilapidated and desolate remains.

"I don't know which demon god is sacrificed?"

Wang Fan said something to himself, and suddenly a suction force was born, pulling his body.

"what's the situation?"

The sky and the earth rotate, and time and space are reversed.

Wang Fan lost consciousness.

……

When Wang Fan regained consciousness, he was already in an empty hall.

The inside of this hall is empty, there is nothing left, there is a thick layer of dust on the ground, there will be a footprint left when walking up, there is nothing but dust.

"This seems to be the interior of the temple of the demon god."

Wang Fan quickly figured out where he was, but what he didn't expect was that the inner space of the temple, which was about ten feet in size from the outside, would be so vast.

"I think it's the use of space formations." Wang Fan guessed vaguely in his heart that the interior space is extremely vast, more than a hundred times larger than the outside world, and only the mysterious space formations can have such an amazing effect.

Wang Fan searched in the empty hall.

He thought of the incense table, statue and futon he had seen before, and he had a hunch that if he could find the statue, he might be able to go out.

Snapped!
Wang Fan tripped over something and staggered for a while, but he reacted quickly and stabilized his body.

What tripped Wang Fan was a thick piece of rusty and mottled iron, vaguely in the shape of a knife.

"It seems to be a magic knife..."

The blade is white with cracks and many brown rust spots, and the blade is also crooked. It has long lost its spirituality and has no value at all.

However, being able to keep it for such a long time can also tell how precious this knife was originally.

Wang Fan continued to move forward.

Next, in the thick dust, Wang Fan was able to find pieces of broken copper and rotten iron from time to time, in the shape of various weapons, dull and dull, with the loss of energy, and they were already useless.

These magic soldiers just rotted in the dust like this, which is simply an extremely extravagant waste.

Wang Fan saw hundreds of magical weapons, but none of them worked.

"This is……"

Wang Fan walked for a while, and finally found the statue and incense case.

A ten-foot-high stone statue appeared in front of Wang Fan, which was exactly the statue he had peeped outside the temple before.

"Which demon god is this?" Wang Fan frowned when he saw the real face of the god.

The stone statue was already severely damaged, and there were cracks all over its body. It was so badly broken that it seemed that it would be shattered into powder in the next moment.And the face of the stone statue has long been unclear.

Wang Fan looked at it carefully for a while, but still had no clue.

"Hey, do you know this monster god?" Wang Fan tried it, and then summoned the fox girl's mind from the Yutian Tower.

"I don't know either."

The fox girl just came out of the Yutian Pagoda, she was still a little confused, looked at the stone statue, but couldn't tell why.

"As a demon clan, you don't even recognize the demon god clearly. What use are you for?" Wang Fan said with anger, as if he was really angry, and then he activated the Gang Qi and Yu Tian Tower to punish the fox girl.

"no, do not want!"

The fox girl suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and immediately begged for mercy.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, and the witty and cunning fox girl understands this well.

She observed the stone statue carefully again.

This stone statue is not muscular, on the contrary, it is extremely slender, and its clothes are also extremely simple.What is impressive is a headgear worn by this demon god.

This headdress is in the shape of a blade of grass, and it is extremely delicately carved and lifelike. Although it has lost all energy, it still has a hint of green, like a real grass.

(End of this chapter)