Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

They swam southward in the Nulong River.

Soon, Huo Dongjun saw a magnificent palace at the bottom of the river.

Although the palace was in dilapidated condition, one could vaguely see how grand and spectacular it would have been in the past. A huge black sickle was smashed in front of the palace, and there seemed to be layers of mist and death swaying above it.

There are still soul beasts in other places in Nulong River, but here there is deathly silence.

Huo Dongjun stepped on the bottom of the river, looked at the buildings in front of him curiously, and asked Du Busui, "Is this the site left by the ancestor?"

Du Bu Shou shook his head and said something ambiguous, "Yes, and no."

There is a kind of regular power here that actually abandons the river water and presents a land covering an area of ​​several kilometers. There is also a faint blue light shining on the palace. It is a special plant with petals like crescent moons, showing a light blue-pink color. , wrapped in white pearls, exuding a warm light.

Wei Na and Gu Tong looked around curiously. Listening to the sect master's riddle, the curiosity and doubts in their hearts seemed to have taken root and became stronger and stronger.

Du Buushi looked at the dilapidated and magnificent palace in front of him with a complicated tone,

"I read through many ancient records and finally learned most of the truth. This place was once a temple. The clearest record of its previous generation can be traced back to ten thousand years ago. It was called the Rakshasa Temple."

The three of them were stunned.

Temple? !

What does this have to do with the Patriarch? Could it be that the Patriarch of the Body Sect once had something to do with the Rakshasa God?

Poisonous Death said in a deep voice,

“The Rakshasa Temple used to be located in the Grand Canyon of the Lost Souls, which is the land we just set foot on, but I don’t know when it was moved here, but according to my guess, it was the work of Patriarch Huo Hao.

Here, our main body sect members can stimulate spiritual power. Since the Rakshasa God has long since fallen, it will not have any impact on the spiritual main body martial soul. "

Du Bu Shai glanced at Huo Dongjun.

One thing he didn't say was that the original poison on his body came from here. To be precise, the original poison of the original masters of the Noumenon Sect all came from the Rakshasa Temple.

My martial spirit is all-encompassing, invincible at the same level, and can fight across levels, but it is extremely difficult to develop.

If the source of poison is not used to stimulate the body's activity, the further you go, the harder it will be for your spirit to break through the realm.

But once the poison of the divine seed left by the Rakshasa God is injected into the bone marrow, as long as it can survive the baptism of poison, it can be said that the martial spirit of the deity is practicing all the time.

He touched the Mediterranean Sea above his head, but due to the extremely poisonous origin, his energy and blood were slightly depleted, causing his body to feel like poison.

It can be said that the sect leaders of the Noumenon Sect in the past have made great sacrifices and supported the Noumenon Sect like the backbone, so Du Busui's prestige in the clan is far superior to that of other elders.

Wei Na frowned,

"I remember that the Rakshasa God was killed by the Shura God. According to this, the Rakshasa God should not be very strong."

Gu Tong disagreed.

"No matter how weak the Rakshasa God is, he is still a first-level god. We may not be able to step into the Ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo yet."

Hearing this, Wei Na nodded,

"Too."

They obviously underestimated the Rakshasa God. In fact, the Rakshasa God is at the same level as the Shura God. The two gods are both called the gods of evil thoughts. The Rakshasa God controls the most evil power in the world, and the Shura God It is the strongest and purest killing power of a single entity.

Only by restricting each other can the two gods of evil thoughts avoid causing chaos in the world.

[Douyi setting, Chapter 610]

At the moment when the Rakshasa God died, it had turned into thousands of seeds of disaster, buried in Douluo Continent, tempting the evil soul masters to embark on a path of no return. The power of Rakshasa God will last forever, and will never end in the world. This is also the reason why evil soul masters practice so quickly.

Otherwise, how could the Blood Infant Douluo achieve the super Douluo cultivation level of a double hundred thousand year soul ring by eating babies.

What he absorbed was clearly the most evil power of heaven and earth!

Du Bushui led the three of them into the Rakshasa Temple.

He stood at the door of the temple and stared at the backs of the three people. After nine thousand years of development, the Noumenon Sect has achieved a silver-level awakening of the spiritual system. There are almost no problems. Moreover, Poisonous Death doubts that the first generation of the ancestor is not dead.

But went to another world,

Therefore, the second awakening of the spiritual system is even less likely to cause problems.

The martial spirit of the deity has three major inheritance processes. One is to infuse the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the Valley of Desolation to forge the body. The second is to resist the spiritual pressure in the Rakshasa Temple to sharpen the soul. The third is to accommodate the divine poison into the body to stimulate the physical activity of the deity.

But Du Bushui felt that maybe Huo Dongjun didn't need Shendu Guosi, after all, this child's potential was far greater than his.

The main body sect can compete with Shrek, who has the golden ancient tree of Poseidon's light, and even has the momentum to suppress Shrek several times. These three magical places can be said to be indispensable, but compared with Poseidon's light, the main body sect cannot The training mode is too painful.

But the owners of the original martial soul are all tough-minded people without exception!

Huo Dongjun stepped into the Rakshasa Temple,

First, he saw a statue at the entrance of the main hall. The man was holding a huge scythe. The whole statue was extremely dark. According to records, the artifact of Rakshasa God was a sickle. He speculated that this should be the statue of Rakshasa God, but how could the statue of Rakshasa God be in Rakshasa? outside the temple

He didn't understand.

After taking a few glances, he continued walking inside.

In an instant, I suddenly saw a man in white sitting at the top of the table. The man was smiling and his expression was gentle and gentle. He seemed to be smiling, his chin was supported on his arm, and his white clothes were wrapped around him and fluttering in the wind.

Full of charm.

However, there was another figure kneeling down below, and the figure's body was trembling.

Huo Dongjun looked at the man's side face. His whole body was stiff and numb, and a stream of cold air flowed from his mind to the sky. His strong energy and blood actually felt chilly at this moment, and his body was ice-cold.

This was the first time Huo Dongjun was so shocked.

Because everything was beyond his imagination.

Just because the figure of the man kneeling on the ground is exactly the same as the statue of Rakshasa God next to him!

When Huo Dongjun regained consciousness, he realized that what he had just seen was an illusion. Cold sweat slid down his forehead. For some reason, he subconsciously felt that the man sitting in the high position should be the first generation leader of the Noumenon Sect!

But what kind of person is it that can make God kneel before him?

Huo Dongjun didn't understand.

After a while, when he looked intently, he found that he had arrived at a new place. He was in a house. The interior decoration was simple but majestic. There were many people, and adults and children looked forward expectantly.

"Hey, give in, I want to take my son to the martial arts awakening!"

A woman has joy on her face.

There were a lot of people here. When Huo Dongjun subconsciously stepped aside, the woman had already passed through him. He began to understand that this place should be an illusion, or what happened in the past.

"Huo Yuan and Huo Zheng, you two brothers are the good boys that your mother is most proud of. Don't put too much pressure on yourself and go and awaken your martial soul."

the woman said.