Chapter 1807 The Unknown History of 1808
Wen Gaoren stood in the middle and tried to activate the formation, and fantastic rune lights and shadows swirled out, but there was no change in the surroundings. Except for the simple formation, he could not feel any fluctuations in the formation.
"Could it be that I think too much, it's just a coincidence?" Wen Gaoren adjusted the formation again and tried several times in succession, but the results were the same, and he couldn't help but wonder.
Seeing this, the other people were a little disappointed, and it really was a waste of meteoric gold.
"Master Priest, why don't you try it." Wen Gaoren said to Mu Hanyan. Anyway, those meteorites have been wasted, and it is a bit unwilling to give up like this.
"No need, I came to try it with the same result." Mu Hanyan shook his head and said.
Relying on the infinite mysteries contained in the Eight Desolate Gods, her understanding of the formation is indeed stronger than Wen Gaoren, but others have practiced the formation technique for a lifetime, but the foundation is much more solid than her, and her vision is more experienced. Not that he can compare. It's just that the use of this simple formation is no worse than hers.
"Let's try it anyway, it's useless to recover these meteorites anyway." Wen Gaoren insisted.
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Mu Hanyan thought about it too. Anyway, it was useless to recover the meteorite gold, and there was no loss in trying.
Standing in the middle of the simple formation, Mu Hanyan played a series of hand tricks.
The formation was activated again, and the runes flashed, but the surroundings were still peaceful, and there was no change.
The faces of everyone showed disappointment again. It seems that their guess was wrong. This is not a temple ruin at all, everything is just a coincidence.
Mu Hanyan had no hope at all, but he was not disappointed at all, so he stopped his hand gestures when he saw this. At this moment, a colorful beam of light suddenly shot up from her arms.
Sky mirror! Mu Hanyan immediately felt the peculiar qi fluctuations of the celestial mirror.
Mu Hanyan remembered very clearly, because several body protection instruments, including the Mirror of Heaven and the Colored Glass Sacred Cloth, were suppressed by the laws of the Continent of God, and at the same time, she was worried about revealing her identity, so she clearly hid the Mirror of Heaven in the place. In the astrolabe space, but now, that ray of light broke through the barrier of the astrolabe space and appeared directly in front of him.
A terrifyingly pure and terrifying nine-day star power also came from the formation under her feet—more precisely, from the eyes of the formation that Wen Gaoren said, and poured straight into her heart. Break through the barrier of the astrolabe space and inject it directly into the celestial mirror.
Mu Hanyan knew that this was the reason why the Heavenly Secret Mirror was activated again.
The seven-colored rays of light poured down, and everything in front of him became illusory, as if he was in a mirage.
I saw a shrine standing in front of me, hundreds of feet tall, as many as a dozen stories, and the hall below was a hundred feet wide, so majestic, so magnificent. Not to mention the Huayu Temple, a temple with a detached status but not a tall building, even the Fengcheng Temple is so small compared to it.
The colorful magic tricks are intertwined in the sky, like fireworks blooming in festivals, but the feeling it brings to people is so tragic.
Thousands of priests flew into the sky to fight to the death, constantly releasing magical techniques, one after another, the figures of lost vitality fell like meteors. Below them, countless temple guards fought meleely, every sword light flashed, There was a shroud of blood floating like rain and mist.
Although they couldn't hear the sound of the sky-shattering slaughter, Mu Hanyan and the others seemed to be on the scene.
At the top of the temple, a huge statue of a god stood majestically. He was wearing black armor, but a priest's robe, and his face was as cold as a knife. He stared blankly at the killing crowd below. , as if looking at a group of weak ants.
The eyes of Mu Hanyan and the others couldn't help but stay on him. As far as they know, no temple has such a god statue.
Suddenly, the statue opened its eyes and looked at the crowd.
In an instant, Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan shuddered and sweated like rain. Under the gaze of the statue, they couldn't help lowering their heads, and even had the urge to kneel down and bow down.
Mu Hanyan was even more shocked. She was certain that she had never seen such a god statue before, but his eyes were so familiar, indifferent, ruthless, and full of killing intent.
In his mind, as if a lightning flashed across.
The piercing pain came to my heart, and the soul gradually disappeared.
"No, you can't die, you are my only opponent, I want to prove to you that I'm the strongest in the world, you can't die..." Xing Tiannu turned her head sharply, showing extreme shock, but she was firm but firm. And resolutely shouted.
The Aolai mythical beast in battle armor galloped over, roaring sadly.
Countless dream-like images flashed through my mind, chaotic and hazy, as if everything I had experienced in the reincarnation of the world, the messy and clueless reappearance, could not be identified at all.
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"Master Priest!" Sikong Qinglan's voice rang in his ears, bringing Mu Hanyan's chaotic mood back to reality.
"Is everyone okay?" Mu Hanyan came back to his senses, only to realize that the mirage-like image had completely disappeared, and looked at everyone worriedly.
"It's okay, what happened just now, is it an illusion?" Shen Yuhe asked with lingering fears.
Fortunately, those images lasted for a short period of time, otherwise, under the gaze of the god, she would likely have fallen to her knees, and even her spiritual sense would have been severely injured.
"It's not an illusion, it's what actually happened. Because the temple formation was too powerful, the image at that time was preserved." Wen Gaoren said with certainty, and while saying that, he looked at Mu Han with curious eyes. cigarette.
No matter how powerful the temple formation was, it was in the past. Now there are only these piles of rocks left, and even the breath of the formation cannot be felt, and it is impossible to reproduce the images of the past. Obviously, they can see what happened. This scene was because Mu Hanyan carried some strange treasure on his body, but Mu Hanyan didn't take the initiative to take it out, and he didn't dare to ask more.
"You mean, such a war really happened in history. This is really the ruins of a temple, but why is there no record, not even a legend?" Sikong Qinglan asked inexplicably.
"Of course it's because some people don't want to let future generations know, erasing that history, and not even allowing any legends to remain." Mu Hanyan said lightly, and then reminded, "Everything I saw just now is hidden. In your heart, you must never confide it to anyone.”
"Yes, Lord Priest." Shen Yuhe and the others were all heartbroken.
The battle I saw just now was so tragic. There were thousands of priests on both sides. The lowest-strength priests should be the priests of the divine heart. The other temple guards were too numerous to count. , that majestic temple was also in ruins after this war.
In such a battle, apart from the current shrine, who else could completely cover it up, without even leaving any legends behind. Of course, they also know that if they accidentally leak it out, not only their own lives will be lost, but those who are implicated in them will also disappear from this world completely.