Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1968 Ancient God!Ancient Eucharist
"Chase."

Looking at Chen Mo's back, everyone came to their senses one after another, and then one by one showed agility and chased after him, followed by Ling Qingxue and Little Fairy Yuncai.

Bingyu Xuenv stood where she was, subconsciously looking at Xuehu, "Then Chen Mo may be your only opponent in the competition for the blood of the ancient gods, you must work harder, and don't fall behind."

Xue Hu nodded solemnly when he heard this, "Xue Nu, I will definitely try to get the blood of the ancient god, and this Chen Mo is so powerful, I will also find a way to kill him."

As far as Xuehu was concerned, Chen Mo robbed him of the limelight he deserved, and Chen Mo even attracted Ling Qingxue's attention. Yu Xuenv is not her biological mother and child.

But their relationship is no worse than that of a biological mother and child.

Therefore, Xuehu took a look at Bingyu Xuenv, and immediately chased after Chen Mo.

"What a strange little guy. He controls the Samsara Sword. Could it be Chen Mo, who has been widely rumored recently?"

Bing Yu Xue Nu is the city lord of Ice and Snow City.

He knew all about what happened in the fairy world. Although Chen Mo's dealing with Tiandaozong was deliberately concealed by someone with a heart, Bing Yuxue Nu still knew about it.

"If you are really the inheritor of Daoist Samsara, I'm afraid this fairy world will be lively."

Bing Yu Xue Nu then caught up with Chen Mo.

The crowd rushed forward all the way, passed through countless passages, and gradually arrived at an empty altar.

Around the altar, a godlike aura bloomed from the palace.

"This should be the seat where the ancient god sits."

Ling Qingxue looked up and scanned the surroundings, looking for traces of the ancient gods, but there was only one altar around, and there was a long-stored incense burner in the center of the altar.

The longevity incense in the censer was still burning, emitting a sacred aura, and the falling incense ash seemed to have the power of faith, and a strange cloud emerged.

Seeing this scene, Ling Qingxue looked surprised.

"This is not the place where the ancient gods sit and transform, but why are there no treasures?"

Just as Ling Qingxue was thinking, everyone was already rummaging around the altar looking for treasures, but unfortunately the whole altar didn't have any treasures, and the only altar made everyone feel a little jealous, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

At this moment, Chen Mo is also looking for treasures.

As a result, he found that there was indeed only one altar in the hall, and there were no extra treasures.

Seeing this situation, Chen Mo was taken aback.

"It seems that this place should be unusual. The huge palace of the ancient gods will definitely not be so simple."

Chen Mo didn't believe that the ancient god's palace that he had worked so hard to come in after burning his blood would not have any treasures. If his guess was right, it was just the moon in the mirror, a flower in the water.

While everyone was constantly looking for treasures, the whole altar also experienced subtle changes.

The censer in the center of the altar absorbs the life force of everyone invisible and invisible.

The next moment, the altar suddenly glowed with blood, and a sacred and extraordinary aura emerged.

The entire altar seemed to be revived, causing countless people to look up in unison.

But seeing fireworks burning at the position of the censer, the rising cigarette smoke condensed an ethereal figure, which was like an ancient god, exuding a breath as vast as the sea.

The next moment, the ancient deity opened his eyes wide and scanned everyone, with a sense of awe in his eyes, "Everyone, welcome to the ancient mysterious realm, next we will have a small game between the soldiers, the winner is the king!" , the loser is eliminated."

Games?
Hearing the words of the ancient gods, everyone's eyes were shocked, filled with a sense of uneasiness.

Even Chen Mo felt that the ancient gods didn't seem like they were joking, but that he really wanted to play a game.

It's just that Chen Mo couldn't figure out what the origin of the other party was.

Why play a game, decide the winner is king, if the loser is eliminated.

Ling Qingxue took a step forward and looked at the ancient god seriously, "If my guess is correct, you are the ancient god, and you are also the oldest god."

As soon as Ling Qingxue said this, the ancient gods did not deny it, and answered Ling Qingxue's words with silence.

"Oh my god! It's really an ancient god."

The rest of the people were taken aback, and said in disbelief: "The real combat power of the ancient gods is not inferior to the current gods. It is because they comprehend the ancient power and have a long history of existence, but they did not expect the ancient gods to exist in the world."

There is a big difference between the gods in the past and the current gods. This is something that everyone cannot deny. After all, the gods live longer and control more power.

There is an ancient god in front of him, which is intriguing.

At this moment, Ling Qingxue took a few steps forward, looked at the ancient gods and said: "I know that you are the most powerful existence among the ancient gods, and you are called the ancient gods."

"And I came here under the order of Master to obtain your inheritance."

After Ling Qingxue finished speaking, she raised her head proudly. She is the true direct disciple of Xumi Dongtian. Although her combat power is not strong, she is definitely not bad. Looking at the ancient gods is also a question.

Sensing Ling Qingxue's gaze, the ancient gods also looked up at Ling Qingxue.

"Your physique is the ancient holy body, no wonder your master let you accept my inheritance."

"However, not everyone can get the old man's inheritance, unless you can really stand out and pass my test, you can get the ancient god's inheritance."

After saying these words, Ling Qingxue was already prepared, and there was no sign of timidity on her face.

For her, she is the direct disciple of Xumi Dongtian, and she is also the best among all the people in the audience. Even Chen Mo can't compete with her.

As for Bingyu Xuenv, the other party has already reached a certain age.

Compared with Ling Qingxue's talent, Bing Yuxue girl is still weaker.

At this moment, Chen Mo looked at the ancient god, his face flickered for a moment, "The purpose of my coming here is to obtain the blood of the ancient god, so the inheritance of the ancient god should have nothing to do with me."

Chen Mo no longer has the idea of ​​competing for the inheritance of the ancient gods.

After all, it was Ling Qingxue who led the team this time. Although the other party did not please Chen Mo, they did not offend Chen Mo either.

Moreover, Chen Mo could tell that Ling Qingxue's personality belonged to that kind of gentle person.

Don't care about other people's eyes when doing things, and stick to your own ideas.

Such Ling Qingxue made Chen Mo feel admirable.

The ancient god looked at Ling Qingxue, and said: "The small game I just mentioned is the only way to compete for the inheritance of the ancient gods. As long as you find the blood of the ancient gods in the ancient mysterious realm, you can super get the inheritance of the ancient gods, but tell me in advance You, your lives are in danger."

"If you retreat now, there is still time, otherwise you will put your own life and death."

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks were dumbfounded, then shook their heads, showing no intention of retreating at all.

They came here to obtain treasures, how could they leave because of a word from the ancient god.

Even if it is life-threatening, they will not hesitate.

(End of this chapter)