Chapter 442: Golden Battle Spirit

readx;?β€œ Give me your right hand!"

"What? You still want to suck my true element? No, my true element ......."

"You don't chirp crookedly for the old lady!

"Are you so fierce if you want me to help?"

Having said that, under Zhu Yanji's roaring offensive, Guihai still obediently slammed his right hand and Xiao Mian's outstretched left hand together, and then urged Zhenyuan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, Guihai smiled evilly.

Guihai seems to be a big old man, but in fact, there are fine in the rough, from the beginning of Xiao Mian's help to Zhu Yanji, he realized that Xiao Mian probably has some kind of secret technique, which can assimilate the true yuan of different attributes for his own use, but Guihai still intends to give Xiao Mian a dismount - how can Xiao Mian withstand the strength of his high-level true yuan of Jindan?

After entering Xiao Mian's body, he didn't even have a fight, he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no news.

In this way, it was Guihai, who had always been arrogant, and he also cast a surprised glance at Xiao Mian, and his heart was secretly shocked: This kid is really not so easy to deal with!

With the addition of Guihai, the situation has become better again, but the good times will not last long, and before Guihai can experience the pleasure of being a savior, his true yuan will be exhausted.

It's just that Guihai has always wanted to save face, and he refused to take the initiative to let go of Xiao Mian's hand.

Thanks to Xiao Mian's sensitivity to the true element, after spreading Guihai's right hand, Xiao Mian nodded towards Tuoba Lan.

Tuoba Lan was stunned for a moment, but although he was a little reluctant, he still walked up, and stretched out his right hand to put it on Xiao Mian's hand.

In his heart, Tuoba Lan was a little disapproving: I told you not to do much!

It wasn't until the four of them were exhausted that the golden sculpture finally had some unusual changes, which made the four of them suffer from gains and losses.

If this golden sculpture had recovered with enough energy and then bitten back, the four of them would not even have the ability to protect themselves......

Fortunately, the golden sculpture just opened its eyes, and there was no other movement, which made the four of them breathe a sigh of relief, but they were suspicious: could it be that after almost squeezing out the true essence of the four people's bodies, it could only help the golden sculpture open its eyes?

The next moment, the golden sculpture's lips opened slightly, and a strange syllable that the four of them did not understand.

Only the ghost head, after hearing those syllables at first glance, his face changed greatly.

"It'sβ€”the word of God!"

"God's language, God's language, could it be that there really is a 'god' in this world?"

After listening to the ghost head's explanation, Guihai was the first to call.

God, that is the supreme being of legend, but there is no way to prove its existence!

"The language of God is not necessarily the language of 'God'!" ignoring the contradiction of his words, the ghost head listened carefully to the syllables of the golden sculpture, and after a while, he continued: "Even in ancient times, gods only existed in myths and legends, but there was no trace of them. Most of the so-called divine languages in later generations refer to those ancient languages that have a long history!"

"I see!" Nodding, Xiao Mian asked the question that the other three wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask: "What does this golden sculpture say?"

β€œ...... I don't know!"

"I don't know, I don't know if you're listening so carefully?"

"Aren't I trying to know, but you kid must know: in ancient times, there were not only two races of demons in the world, but even the Phantom people who built this Phantom Temple were only a small population, at that time, there were thousands of different species in this world, and there were countless ancient languages, how do I know which language it spoke? The Phantom People were just a flash in the pan, and I didn't understand the Phantom Folk language!"

Zhen Zhen said, the ghost head glared at Xiao Mian angrily.

But at this moment, the golden sculpture spoke again, but the syllables coming out of its mouth were obviously different in style, but it seemed even more strange.

Since then, the golden sculpture has emitted a very different string of syllables at regular intervals, and it is clear that it is sending the same meaning in the different languages it has mastered.

In the meantime, Xiao Mian and the four of them stared at the ghost head, although the ghost head was a little unreliable, but in today's situation, the only one who can understand the divine language is afraid that there is only the ghost head.

Suddenly, the ghost's eyes lit up.

"Ge Laozi! Finally, there is something that my old man can understand......" At that moment, the ghost head almost burst into tears, but unfortunately, even if he condensed his divine sense, he was still just a wisp of remnant soul, where could the tears flow. Naturally, everyone didn't care about these details, so they listened to the ghost head say intermittently: "This golden sculpture said that this is a shelter in the Phantom City, the invaders attacked the Phantom City, and the owner of the shelter activated the shelter, which survived, but it was also isolated from the world......"

With the ghost head's retelling, the four finally understood what was going on.

The Phantom People clan is born with a strong divine soul, and the Phantom People who have cultivated to the extreme can even use the powerful divine soul power to condense the physical object, and the spirit interferes with the matter.

This ability to defy the heavens was used by the phantoms to live and work in peace, they developed a hallucinogen, which can transform the soul of the phantom people into a phantom spirit, after the phantom people fall into a deep sleep, the phantom spirit will enter a huge virtual illusion world, according to the concept of the phantom people, live freely, the whole phantom city, in fact, is a huge shelter for the phantom people's bodies.

However, when the news that phantom spirits can enhance the spirituality of artifacts spread, the catastrophe of Phantom People and Phantom City has been quietly doomed......

After a modest battle, almost all of the Phantoms who had fallen asleep were captured by the foreign invaders, and their respective phantoms became the spoils of war for each other.

Only this refuge has survived.

Since then, the phantom city has collapsed, the temple has been dilapidated, buried in yellow sand, and the history has been removed......

To this day, a history that has been almost buried has reappeared.

After listening to the ghost head's retelling, the four of them fell silent in unison, not only for the tragic experience of the Phantom People at the beginning, but also for the ruthless Heavenly Dao that was enough to bury everything.

Don't look at the human race now that they are the overlords of this world, but what about 100,000 years from now? A million years from now?

If even this heaven and earth collapsed, would human beings still exist?

The death of the rabbit and the fox in an instant made all four of them lose their voices.

"Hey, hey, hey, little guys, it's not good to be so lifeless! You should be like the morning sun, full of vitality! Look at my old man again, a model of the disabled and strong......" Speaking of this, seeing that Xiao Mian was full of impatience, the ghost had to get back to business: "Okay! Okay! This golden sculpture is called the Golden War Spirit!"

"Golden Warrior?"

"It should be a kind of guard puppet in the Phantom City......"

Although the ghost head's words were vague, Xiao Mian and the others all reacted: If the phantom people in the Phantom City fell into a deep sleep, someone would inevitably come to guard the Phantom City.

Obviously, the so-called Golden War Spirit is the guard who guards the Phantom City!

"Tsk! It's amazing! After hundreds of thousands of years, it can still preserve enough spirituality, but unfortunately, the grade of this thing has dropped terribly...... , The legendary Phantom City War Spirit, that is a famous battle puppet, especially the Golden War Spirit is the most powerful, it is said that the Golden War Spirit in its heyday can rival the monks of the Merge Realm!" The ghost head's words shocked Xiao Mian and the others completely, but soon, the ghost head continued: "But this thing is only equivalent to the Yuan Infant realm now!"

"It's only equivalent to the Yuanying realm?

For a while, everyone, including Xiao Mian, was completely shocked by the ghost head's understated words, and the merger period was too far away for them, but even if the strength of the golden battle spirit was only equivalent to that of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, it would be amazing!

Yuanying Monk is the pinnacle of combat power in this world.

"What a fuss! This era, it's really degenerate......"

Just as the ghost head pretended to be deep, two spiritual lights suddenly appeared in the eyes of the golden war spirit, and then I saw that the golden light flashed, and the golden war spirit had disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other, but it was the ghost head who was the first to discover the strangeness.

The secret room here is like a labyrinth, much larger than the previous one, and there are many forks in the road along the way, and under the guidance of the ghost head, everyone detours all the way to a wall.

And, again, a wall of sighs!

But he didn't see the shadow of the golden war spirit, could it be that he would still be gone?

However, judging from the current situation, it is obvious that the golden war spirit has the magical power to pass through the wall of sighs, after all, the number of walls of sighs built in this shelter is also a little too much, if the golden war spirit can ignore the wall of sighs, then it makes sense, obviously, the wall of sighs is used with the golden war spirit.

It's just that at this time, Xiao Mian didn't dare to break through this wall of sighs easily!

God knows, behind the wall, what will be?