Chapter 316: Strange Stone Statue, God's Relic, Demonic Statue

God Meteorite Blood Stone.

As the name suggests, it is the blood of the gods that dripped when the ancient gods fought against the human race. After years of changes, it has not changed for thousands of years, forming an energy essence crystal.

Lu Mingyuan suspected that a drop of god's essence could drip through the stars and mountains, and it has great power and strength.

Seeing that the God Meteorite Blood Stone in his hand had such a huge effect, Lu Mingyuan took out all the blood stones without hesitation and put them in front of him.

"Just take this opportunity to see if I can break through to the thirteenth realm."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lu Mingyuan circulated his vitality, and Yun Qinghe and Sui Yuqing, two women, stood on the left and right to act as guardians.

The 100,000 acupoints were shining like stars in the sky. Within a radius of ten miles, a tide of spiritual energy poured in, forming a huge vortex, with great movement.

His cultivation level is also continuing to rise.

Now with his cultivation level, he has reached the peak of the middle fifth grade.

The perfect state of the heavenly realm.

Only one step away from breaking through to the martial saint realm.

This means that there is no rival below the saint.

But this step is like a mountain pressing down on the mountain. I don’t know how many warriors can’t cross this mountain in their entire lives.

It is not easy to become a saint in the flesh and train the body of a martial saint.

Lu Mingyuan estimated that he still needed hundreds of divine meteorite blood stones to officially enter the realm of martial saint.

Yun Qinghe was slightly dazed when she saw this.

She didn’t expect that Lu Mingyuan’s strength was already so strong now.

So far, except for the Great Nether Queen who could fight him for hundreds of rounds.

He has never been defeated by anyone.

The realm of martial saint that has not appeared for a hundred years is within reach. In terms of potential, it is afraid that it can enter the unprecedented fourteenth realm of martial arts.

At this time, Yun Qinghe’s eyes changed from gentle to sharp and deep.

But this subtle change did not attract anyone’s attention.

"Let's go to the altar of Longding Mountain."

After Lu Mingyuan absorbed the power of the divine meteorite blood stone, all the stones turned into powder in an instant. He glanced at the surrounding native orcs and found that their faces were full of fear and awe.

They were obviously conquered by Lu Mingyuan's aura.

"The location of the altar of Longding Mountain is at the highest peak of the mountain behind the imperial city. It is the place where the emperors of the Mongolian Dynasty worshipped the gods."

Lu Mingyuan told the two women.

Afterwards, the Zhenbei Iron Cavalry opened the way and galloped all the way to the direction of the imperial city.

Along the way.

The crowd passed by many cities, which had become wasteland and ruins.

Just before the imperial city, Lu Mingyuan passed by a huge temple.

The wasteland was desolate, and the ruins of the temple hall were everywhere. The gate of the temple was hundreds of feet high.

There were many fragments of statues with strange movements inside. One of the huge Buddha statues was a blind ancient Buddha with broken arms. Not only the Buddha statues, but also the Taoist robe statues and the Confucian robe statues were all broken into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Lu Mingyuan stared at a relatively intact stone statue of a male Bodhisattva with blood pupils for a while, and found that he actually felt a little dizzy in his mind.

The blood pupil stone statue Bodhisattva in front of him looked very strange, with a blood crow standing on his shoulder, and his hands with extremely long nails placed on his knees, not the traditional action of holding the jade bottle.

Suddenly, the eyes of the blood pupil Bodhisattva flickered.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

It was Sui Yuqing's ethereal Buddhist sound that made Lu Mingyuan's eyes move slightly. After a moment, he opened his eyes slowly, and just at the critical moment, he broke free from the illusion.

"Boom--"

In the direction of the top of the imperial city, a thunder and lightning broke through the dark night sky, illuminating the original appearance of the hall in front of him.

The light flashed, and Lu Mingyuan looked up at the void on the ground and saw what was written on the plaque of the tall hall.

"The Hall of Immortal Demons of Immortality and Might."

He murmured slowly, his eyes turned, and scanned everything around him.

Wasteland temples, broken statues, towering stone gates.

Everywhere is filled with sticky darkness, an indescribable sense of weirdness.

It seems that this is the true appearance of the gods worshipped by the native orcs in this cave.

"Can you let go of your hands?"

In the silence, a clear and cold female voice came from behind.

"Hmm?"

Lu Mingyuan replied subconsciously, his pupils focused, and found that Sui Yuqing had held his palm in her jade hand at some point.

Her white hands were warm and soft, and Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but pinch them.

Yun Qinghe stood behind him calmly. Lu Mingyuan and Sui Yuqing were so close that they could feel the residual warmth of each other's breath through their clothes, and they looked very intimate.

"What do you want to do with my senior sister?"

Yun Qinghe asked lightly.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes froze for a moment, and he immediately sat up quickly.

Then, he suddenly realized that he was still holding the other's slender wrist in his hand.

When she fell into the illusion just now, it was very urgent, so she used a little force, causing a red mark on her fair wrist.

"Fairy, I'm sorry, this statue was too weird just now. Fortunately, with the fairy's Buddhist sound, I was able to get rid of it."

Now that it was safe, Lu Mingyuan immediately let go of the other party and apologized softly.

Sui Yuqing shook her head and did not blame Lu Mingyuan. There was a bit of aggression in her beautiful eyes. She chuckled:

"It's a blessing to be able to get out of the control of the statue."

"Don't look at the stone statues here randomly. Most of the gods are dead, but some still exist in the upper world, including some holy gods, which are particularly strange, so it's better to be careful."

Sui Yuqing's tone was gentle and virtuous, which was much better than Yun Qinghe's cold and icy tone.

Lu Mingyuan nodded: "I didn't expect that there are not only demon gods here, but also holy gods. It seems that the battle to ascend to the gods was quite chaotic."

"Longding Mountain is just ahead, and the chess master and the queen are also in front. The throne monsters should also be concentrated here. Your Majesty should be prepared for the battle."

Sui Yuqing in front of him spoke softly, with a head of hair like ink splashing on the clouds scattered on her shoulders. Her plain and pretty face has an indescribable beauty, icy skin, graceful and graceful, especially the cinnabar between her eyebrows, which adds a touch of pure and beautiful temperament.

Lu Mingyuan came to this world and saw many beauties, including the heroic Huo Hongling, the arrogant and icy Yun Qinghe, the red-faced princess Yang Yingchan, the well-educated Qi Muxue, and the evil king Wu Gongyu, each of whom has her own style.

But who can give him a kind of beauty that cannot be tarnished, that is only Sui Yuqing.

Any modifiers, in front of such a true beauty, have no weight.

Lu Mingyuan restrained his mind, laughed at himself, and then shook his head. In his previous life, he always liked to read all kinds of novels and read all kinds of heroines. No matter how beautiful and stunning, he would always complain that it was fake. Now when he saw it, he could truly understand that feeling.

He met Sui Yuqing's moving eyes and sighed:

"The fairy is unparalleled in the world, and her luck is the best in the country. If she stops at the twelfth realm, it would be a pity."

Sui Yuqing heard this, her beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, she adjusted her skirt, stood up, turned her back, and faced Lu Mingyuan.

"Let it be, everything depends on fate. I didn't believe in fate before, but now, I have to respect heaven."

The tone was full of loneliness, and she had lost the charm of the most beautiful woman in the Dao League.

Lu Mingyuan thought for a while and gave an explanation:

"You have a hidden mental illness. If you want to cure it, you need stimulation and it will take a long time."

"Mental illness? What is that?"

Sui Yuqing was unfamiliar with this new term and asked back in confusion.

"The imperial city is in front, but it seems that there is no need to go in. The altar is behind, and there are unknown stone statues along the way. Go around as soon as possible."

At this time, Yun Qinghe interrupted and cut off the conversation between the two.

After accompanying the army for a hundred miles, Lu Mingyuan noticed that there were patches of stone forests in front.

This seems to be a ruin. There is basically nothing intact inside. Everything is huge. The extremely precious night pearl in the world is just a miniature sun-sized street lamp here.

Even the street lamps were that big, not to mention everything in the hall. The huge statues of gods along the way collapsed to the ground, leaning east and west, with strange postures.

There was a man with wings covering his eyes, a giant wolf howling at the moon, and a man with a snake tail and a sacred face.

"These stone statues seem to come from the demon clan, and they are the demon statues."

Sui Yuqing was knowledgeable and saw the origin of these stone statues at a glance.

There were rows of statues, and a smooth sword mark appeared on the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, there was a ten-winged fire dragon statue, howling at the sky.

The size of the dragon statue was enough to cross three mountains. Looking from the ground to the sky, it was a giant dragon hovering in the void and fixed on the top of the mountain.

Torch altars stood on the ten-thousand-meter steps, and stood on both sides.

A terrifying breath splashed from the top of the mountain, as if some strong people were fighting.

When Lu Mingyuan saw this scene, his brows frowned a little bit.

Dynasty Altar, here we are.