After more than an hour, Han Sanqian and the others finally arrived at the ruined temple, which was three rooms in one. About five meters high, there is a plaque in the center: Temple of the Dead.

Standing in front of the temple, the cold breath passed, and Qin Shuang couldn't help but shudder from the cold, Han Sanqian's brows were also tightly frowned. This temple looks very simple, but in fact there is an undercurrent, so don't be afraid.

Looking at this familiar place, Xiaobai was full of thoughts.

Thousands of years ago, he was here, where he fought against the old masters of the Nihility Sect. The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The corpses of the disciples of the Void Sect and the beasts piled up like mountains, and the blood flowed like a river. He and his wife were gradually exhausted due to the crowd tactics of the Void Sect, and fell into a disadvantage.

Afterwards, the Nihility Sect turned to attack his wife, causing the Beast King to retreat all the way. The Beast King was distracted and fell into a trap, and was sealed by the Nihility Sect to live here forever.

"This peak originally had only one back mountain, but after that battle, there was an extra mountain here." Xiao Bai gave a wry smile.

Because the mountain under my feet is not a mountain at all!

But a huge mass grave!

Back then, all the people and beasts who died in battle were buried here.

There were too many casualties. There is no time to bury them separately, so the graves of thousands of people can only be placed here, and on the graves, they are used to suppress the souls and the king of beasts. This temple was built.

Xiaobai smiled coldly: "If you want to get the golden body, you have to enter the temple."

Han Sanqian nodded, and Qin Shuang patted Han Sanqian lightly on the back. Signal him not to go in, this place is really very ghostly, always feel that something is wrong.

Han Sanqian shook his head, left Qin Shuang outside the temple, and at the same time asked Linlong to protect Qin Shuang's arrangement, and took Xiaobai with him, and stepped into the temple.

As soon as the temple gate was opened, the situation suddenly changed, and a gust of wind came from the temple. There were bursts of ghosts crying and howling wolves inside, and Han Sanqian forcibly mobilized the energy in his body, which stabilized his mind a little.

Step into the temple. The gate of the temple was closed with a bang, and Qin Shuang outside could not help but grasp her clothes tightly with her nervous jade hands, her eyes were full of worry.

At this time, Han Sanqian was also taken aback by the sudden closing of the temple door. The room was pitch black, and he could hardly see his fingers. After getting used to the light, Han Sanqian used energy to create a fireball before he could roughly see the surrounding situation clearly.

The temple is very big. There are four large pillars, each of which is as wide as a person's circle. At the end of the center of the temple, there is a statue of a god. Han Sanqian can't recognize who the statue is. I only know that he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a green robe and a long knife, making a roar.

"Under the statue. That's where the seal is." Xiaobai said.

Han Sanqian nodded, and walked towards the statue without thinking.

Only halfway through, Han Sanqian suddenly felt that his back was getting heavier and heavier. Every step he took, he felt like a heavy weight was tied to his feet. It was difficult to get off and even harder to lift.

In just two steps, Han Sanqian was already sweating profusely, and Xiaobai next to him was not much better, so he shrank back into Han Sanqian's arms with a cry of pain.

Han Sanqian looked around, but the surroundings were calm without any fluctuations.

How is this going? !

Han Sanqian stopped. He tried to use his spiritual sense to perceive the surroundings, but he found nothing.

Seeing that the god statue was only a dozen steps away from him, Han Sanqian noticed it. He couldn't get close at all, and if he went on, he would have to die of exhaustion.

Although I don't know what's going on. But intuition told Han Sanqian that this matter was not simple.

Soon, Han Sanqian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and quickly divided the fireball in his hand into four, and hit them towards the four pillars respectively. Suddenly, Han Sanqian felt relieved, and the whole person became much more relaxed.

After walking a few more steps, Han Sanqian was suddenly in a vast ocean, surrounded by water and nothing else.

Han Sanqian tried to swim a few times, but as if being dragged by a ghost, no matter how hard he tried, he just swam in place, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.

Han Sanqian estimated what he was thinking in his heart, and quickly moved towards eight directions. When the big waves cleared, Han Sanqian suddenly returned to the ancient temple. JrNovels.com