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Chapter 367 [366] Another ancient god, found a treasure, and completed the true Yanxuan seal

At this moment.

Cheng Han encountered a very strange thing - the omniscient eye could not resolve which alien god this truncated finger belonged to.

This made him suddenly excited: "It seems that this amputated finger hides a big secret, this is really an unexpected surprise!"

A severed finger is more than 500 meters long, and the complete corpse of a god will never be less than ten kilometers, and even fifteen kilometers is not impossible. It has definitely reached the level of the main god.

At the Little Spirit Realm in Tai'an back then, he snatched a drop of the blood of the Ability God from the Ability God organization, but he was unable to analyze the name of the Ability God.

After obtaining the fragments of the divine essence, I realized that the latter was the Lord of Myriad Nether who was overthrown and brutally dismembered by the three great alien gods.

Cheng Han grinned: "The Lord of Myriad Nethers is the main god of the ancient times, and his strength once surpassed the three main gods, and the owner of the severed finger is probably not weaker than the Lord of Myriad Nethers.

"This guy might be the main god before the ancient times, and his active age was earlier than the Lord of Myriad Nether."

He couldn't help sighing again: "It seems that the ancient times of this world have covered up too many secrets."

He likes big secrets best.

There is no reason for it.

The bigger the secret, the bigger the payoff.

at this time.

In the picture in the center of the halo.

As expected just now.

A heinous large-scale sacrifice was soon staged.

"In the name of my lord!"

Accompanied by a voice that seemed to resound through the universe.

A large black mist fell from the sky and fell into the crowd.

a while.

The black mist dissipated.

A huge figure over 600 meters tall, wearing black armor, surrounded by dark red mist, stood majestically on the square.

Cheng Han's eyes narrowed, and he whispered softly: "The God of Dark Blood?"

The so-called "God of Dark Blood" is exactly the name of the huge figure.

This is the information analyzed by the omniscient eye.

According to the Satyrs, the three great alien gods are considered "main gods", and their strength is roughly equivalent to that of the gods of the Wanhao clan.

The gods below the three great alien gods belong to the "obedient gods", only a few have reached the level of gods, and most of the rest are equivalent to gods.

This dark blood god is exactly the latter.

The analysis results also show that this alien god was born before the end of the Middle Ages, and his aura completely disappeared more than 1 years ago.

It means - hiccup fart.

As for the cause of death.

Although the all-seeing eye has not analyzed it, it is not difficult to guess that this guy has a high probability of dying in the encirclement and suppression of the god generals and gods of the Wanhao clan.

The three great alien gods have long been suppressed by Shenrong, and the remaining gang of subordinate gods have naturally become the focus of elimination.

At this time.

The God of Dark Blood descended on the crowd, and his pair of giant combat boots naturally trampled hundreds of "sacrifices" into meatloaf.

A lot of blood poured out from under the boots like a tide, and the scene looked extremely bloody.

The God of Dark Blood looked down at the blood, and there was an obvious hint of salivation on his face, and the dark red mist on his body also fluctuated.

However, he seemed to be scruples, did not do anything to the blood, and immediately looked back.

Cheng Han lightly "hummed": "No wonder Wan Hao's generals and emperors called the Satyr gods 'fools'."

The so-called "savage" naturally means ignorance and barbarism.

According to his understanding, most of the gods of the Satyr clan are fond of blood sacrifices, while the Wanhao clan strictly forbids blood sacrifices, and even the gods and emperors dare not cross this red line.

in the shot.

The God of Dark Blood suddenly recited the extremely awkward Sartre's divine language: "Kamasa...Londonne...Elkda..."

Every time a word is uttered, a ripple appears on the halo screen.

This is the power of the divine language.

The strength of this guy is not strong, and he has been dead for tens of thousands of years, so the impact on the deduction is not great. If the three gods speak, casually uttering a word will cause the deduction to be interrupted.

After ten seconds.

A hair-raising astonishment appeared.

Tens of thousands of blood-colored silk threads, like wriggling flesh worms, sprang out from the body of the dark blood god and swam in all directions.

Each blood line penetrated the chest of a "sacrifice", then swam to the giant altar, and finally stuck to the severed finger.

But the "sacrifice" didn't seem to feel anything, and still looked dumbfounded.

at this time.

The God of Dark Blood suddenly raised his arms high, and the dark red blood mist all over his body instantly blazed, and he shouted again: "In the name of my lord!"

All the blood lines connecting the sacrificial offerings lit up in unison.

The bodies of more than [-] civilians began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their hair turned gray rapidly, their skin became wrinkled, and their muscles gradually shriveled. It was obvious that their vitality was being absorbed.

Blood light surged in the blood line, surging towards the severed finger like a liquid.

After a few breaths.

All the sacrifices woke up suddenly, with expressions of extreme pain on their faces, and began to cry frantically.

"Ah~"

"It hurts~"

If there is only one person, maybe it doesn't feel like it.

But 10 people wailing together, such scenes are really shocking.

The God of Dark Blood watched this scene, but his huge eyes showed contempt.

Cheng Han sighed and lowered his eyelids.

Even though this happened tens of thousands of years ago, he still felt quite angry in his heart.

How did he not know that the essence of this huge blood sacrifice ceremony is to sacrifice 10,000+ people to awaken the amputated finger.

as predicted.

1 minute later.

The wailing sound that boiled against Yingtian disappeared completely.

Because more than [-] sacrifices were sacrificed, all of them died.

Look around.

In this square, there are shriveled corpses all over the ground.

In each of the eye sockets, there is no eyeball at all, only a hollow hole.

Cheng Han glanced at the severed finger, and muttered, "It's really awakened."

The severed finger on the giant altar has undergone obvious changes.

It was originally pale and bloodless, but now it has absorbed the lives and souls of more than 10 people, and its surface has a faint pink color.

on the screen.

The God of Dark Blood gritted his teeth and waved his arms vigorously: "Go!"

The dark red blood mist that lingered all over his body turned into a cloud and flew out, hitting the altar in an instant, and completely submerged in it.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The altar shook a few times.

Even the ground of the square trembled.

Many shriveled corpses were torn apart, and skulls rolled all over the ground.

next second.

A huge amount of blood mist that was about to drip suddenly surged from the altar, completely enveloping the severed finger.

Cheng Han whispered, "Is it about to start?"

The voice just fell.

Unbelievably powerful fluctuations of divine power surged up.

The halo was affected by the interference of divine power, and the picture suddenly became blurred, and only the outline of the dark blood lord and the severed finger could be vaguely recognized.

"boom!"

There was an unreal loud noise.

The severed finger appeared to explode.

A voice full of resentment was faintly mixed in: "The evil blasphemer...curse you... sink into the 'prison of eternal calamity'!"

Cheng Han only felt dizzy, and his whole body felt like it was about to explode.

Although his true strength has reached the level of a mysterious master, although the owner of the severed finger is suspected to have lived before the ancient times, it may have passed away for more than 10 years.

But this voice still made him feel that the whole person was not well.

at this time.

In the sea of ​​spirits.

Zhenyan Xuanyin suddenly throbbed spontaneously, and the uncomfortable feeling all over his body disappeared in an instant.

The most surprising thing was that he could clearly feel a mixture of joy and longing from the mysterious seal.

Cheng Han was astonished, and a series of questions popped up in his mind uncontrollably.

Why is the True Flame Profound Seal like this?
What the hell is the hell of eternal calamity?

What is the origin of this unknown main god?
How many shocking secrets were buried in the ancient history of this world?
Another moment.

The picture in the center of the halo returned to normal.

Cheng Han glanced at it and was slightly taken aback.

The severed finger on the giant altar has disappeared, only a black phalanx remains, and the surface is naturally carved with countless lines.

This is the divine pattern!

Cheng Han just glanced at the eye lines, and felt that the Zhenyan Xuanyin became more active, and the light ball of the sea of ​​spirits spun rapidly.

This is enough to show that these divine patterns have a huge effect on the Zhenyan Xuanyin.

This also filled his heart with joy: "This time I really found a treasure!"

It's a pity that only a very small part of them can see clearly, less than one percent, and the rest of the divine patterns are all hazy.

Besides.

There is one more tongue-in-cheek thing.

On the square around the altar, there were more than [-] shriveled corpses, all turned into fly ash, only bloody skulls all over the ground.

It is the head of praying for life.

Roughly judged, the total number is not less than 1.

The main purpose of this extremely cruel large-scale blood sacrifice ceremony is undoubtedly to use the body of the god to create extraordinary items.

Cheng Han couldn't help but took a light breath: "So the Qisheng Society has created so many 'Qisheng Skulls'?!"

He immediately had a guess: "Perhaps the second Ability God, Amelia, was planning to get out of trouble, so she ordered her subordinates to come up with this ceremony from the gods, and then established the Ability God organization, the Praying for Survival Society."

Can be imagined.

In the following 1 years, the Qisheng Society planned one conspiracy after another, using the head of Qisheng to create one murder after another in various Little Spirit Realms.

Cheng Han was shocked, but also full of emotion: "The layout of the Ability God is really amazing! Even if the god-level powerhouse of the Wanhao clan kills Ms. Snake, Amelia might change her vest and be reborn."

Subsequently.

The illusion is over.

Cheng Han resolutely recited silently: "Complete the True Yanxuan seal!"

The halo expanded again.

Countless knowledge is deduced in it.

In the sea of ​​spirits.

The core light filament structure of Zhenyan Xuanyin began to grow rapidly.

Cheng Han was overjoyed: "After searching for so long, I can finally complete the True Yanxuan Seal."

Soon.

Everything subsides.

A series of messages flashed:

"True Flame Profound Seal, first level, completeness 68.66%."

The integrity has increased by 62.24%, which is the largest increase since the power of true flame was condensed.

And this is enough to show that this ancient main god buried in a long time must have a very close connection with the power of true flame.

“熟练度+74723，目前熟练度204108/50万，精神值212.6/294。”

As many as 7 points of proficiency, once again hit a new high.

The upper limit of spiritual value has increased by 14.8 points, and the spiritual value is getting closer and closer to 300 points, which is not bad even among high-level mystics.

Cheng Han observed the True Flame Profound Seal and felt extremely satisfied: "The power of the True Flame has almost doubled!"

In short.

Great harvest.

Cheng Han also had worries in his heart: "The way to continue to improve the Zhenyan Xuanyin is either to search for other extraordinary items made by that god corpse, or to find the whereabouts of the god corpse directly.

"But the problem is, the god's corpse may be hidden in a lost ancient relic, so am I going to be a tomb robber?
"The bigger question is, where are the relics?"

He pondered for a long time, and muttered: "It's time for me to pick up archeology again."

Back then in Tai'an Little Spirit Realm, he studied ancient history for a while, but due to his busy schedule, he temporarily put it aside.

Now it seems that if Zhenyan Xuanyin wants to advance to the second level, or even become a god seal, he can only look for clues in the dust of history.

Cheng Han made up his mind: "The first goal is to find out the identity of the ancient god."

(End of this chapter)