Super God Eyes

At the peak of spiritual power, it's not difficult to identify his own blood breath. Staring at the dried blood in the groove of the stone box, Cui xiaopang's heart is choppy!

How did your blood appear in the ancestral temple? What is your identity before amnesia? Why is Zu Longzhu so close to herself? What is in the stone box? Who owns so many coffins? Why are hundreds of holy cards enshrined here without a name?

No one can answer these doubts. If you want to know the reason, opening the stone box seems to be the only way!

Step by step, Cui xiaopang walked to the altar and subconsciously reached out to touch the stone box. When his fingertips touched the cold stone box, a sad mood filled his heart for no reason. He couldn't help crying!

"What's the matter with me? Why am I so sad? What's in it?"

At the next moment, Cui xiaopang reacted and stopped his tears. His face was incredible!

The members of the special department who witnessed this scene did not move. Since Zu Longzhu acquiesced in Cui xiaopang's move, they should be respected. Moreover, they are also very curious about what is in the stone box.

After thinking about it, Cui xiaopang asked, "Zu Longzhu, do you want me to drop blood and open the stone box?"

"Angang..."

Zu Longzhu soon gave out a dragon chant. The two faint purple lights around his body suddenly rushed into Cui xiaopang's body and turned into two looming purple dragons around his soul. This is obviously the Zu Longqi left by the two leaders.

Soon, Cui xiaopang, who was given two layers of ZuLong Qi, felt that he had formed a seemingly non-existent connection with ZuLong Zhu. The two layers of ZuLong Qi also seemed to have many wonderful functions. There were sporadic tiny light spots integrated into Cui xiaopang's soul and limbs, imperceptibly nourishing him.

With this connection, Cui xiaopang probably felt the meaning of Zu Longzhu. He hoped Cui xiaopang could provide enough blood to nourish the stone box.

Although it is a rare treasure in heaven and earth, Zu Longzhu only has a very simple intelligence and can't communicate with Cui xiaopang deeply. However, it has been expressed for a long time, and finally made Cui xiaopang vaguely understand the reason why dripping blood nourishes the stone box.

Homology! Blood!

This is the word Cui xiaopang guessed. He was shocked and stared at the stone box strangely.

The stone box is simple and huge, showing a rectangle. Cui xiaopang gave birth to a strange idea in vain. Shouldn't the stone box be a coffin? But it seems impossible, because it is integrated and there is no gap at all!

The whole palm trembled and touched the stone box. The feeling of sadness became clearer and clearer. Cui xiaopang's tears rolled down.

Shadow and others were stunned and didn't know why.

Take a deep breath, Cui xiaopang no longer hesitated, and suddenly a dark golden tusk appeared in his palm. With a gentle stroke in the palm of his hand, his powerful body was cut, and hot blood flowed down bit by bit.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."

The blood flowed in the groove and was soon absorbed by the long stone box, as if the travelers who were about to dry up and die in the desert were swallowing, while Zu Longzhu made a joyful sound of dragon singing.

Blood doesn't need to be injected like capital. Rao is Cui xiaopang. He is wide, fat and has a lot of blood. He looks pale, but he doesn't stop.

At a certain moment, when Cui xiaopang was dizzy, he sensed in vain that there was a breath in the stone box. It seemed to wake up, very weak, like a residual candle swaying and shaky.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!..."

The next moment, there was a faint, extremely weak sound, like the sound of a heartbeat. With the sound of this bang, the stone box stopped absorbing, as if the blood needed was enough.

"Aung Aung!..."

Zu Longzhu made a clear dragon chant and turned around the stone box happily, while Cui xiaopang stopped the wound with the power of darkness, and all kinds of doubts and guesses gushed out of his heart.

"By the way! Why don't I show my perspective power!..." Cui xiaopang had an idea and thought of this method.

Just do it. Cui xiaopang soon inspired the power of perspective. When the eyes began to penetrate the stone box, they became very obscure, and the eyes were full of boundless chaotic color. Once, it was the same when they were looking at chaotic Shi Fuwa in the three realms.

"Could it be that... This stone box is a chaotic stone? No, it has no spirit of chaos..." Cui xiaopang wondered.

Little by little, the perspective lasted for nearly ten minutes. Ying and others wondered why Cui xiaopang kept staring at the stone box, while he breathed a sigh. His eyes finally penetrated into the stone box and saw the scenes in the stone box.

"This! Who is this?" Cui xiaopang was shocked and trembled all over!

Before that, the handsome boy Pang had guessed whether the long strip-shaped huge stone box would be a coffin. He didn't expect this guess to come true! Lying in the stone box was a dignified man with scars all over his body. He was too miserable. His armor was fragmented. His chest, arms and thighs had ferocious blood holes and huge claw marks. His head was directly pierced and deeply stabbed by a black claw. A strange black fog wrapped around him, as if to completely destroy him!

The dignified man has a dull bronze luster all over his body. His flesh gives people a powerful illusion that he can tear the world, and is constantly resisting the winding erosion of the black fog. Some Cui xiaopang's blood is pouring into the man's body, making his heart beat a little clearer, but the situation is still in jeopardy!

A broken sword was quietly placed next to the dignified man's body. The body of the sword was dense and full of ferocious cracks. It seemed that it would collapse completely with a touch. On the handle of the sword were two simple and complicated handwriting. Cui xiaopang didn't know why, some of which were similar to the ancient Chinese seal characters.

Although he can only see the dignified man in a perspective way, Cui xiaopang is very sad for no reason. It seems that the lying man is one of the closest relatives in his life! He can't tell why this feeling was born. Maybe it's the sixth sense. It's very clear.

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

At this time, the black fog around the majestic man's body was suddenly shocked. In an instant, it caught the wisp of eyes and swallowed it greedily!

"Poof!..."

The light of his eyes disappeared in an instant. Cui xiaopang fell to the ground with a frightened face. Fortunately, the perspective magic power was not affected, but he could no longer spy on the scenes in the stone box.

"Little fat adult, how are you?"

"Are you all right? What's the matter?"

A group of special department members hurried forward, while Cui xiaopang waved his hand and stood up. With a complex look, he said, "I'm fine! Shadow, I want to know all the things about the ancestral temple!"

Nodding, the shadow responded hoarsely, "no problem, little fat adult. Come with me. According to the records of the ancestral temple, only some incomplete pictures have been left on the walls of the ancient tower..."

Zu Longzhu gratefully turned around Cui xiaopang for two times, then quietly fell on the stone box and began to bloom a bright purple light to moisten the stone box.

Witnessing this scene, Ying explained, "little fat adult, Zu Longzhu doesn't have any movement on weekdays. He always stays on the stone box to moisten it. We don't know why."

"Well, I see!" nodded Cui xiaopang with a heavy heart.

On the way to the ancient pagoda, Cui xiaopang asked Xiao Hei for advice in the way of soul transmission. Xiao Hei was surprised to hear that the black fog could engulf his eyes "Master, I seriously doubt that the black fog is the taboo black fog that caused the great disaster in the three realms! My old master, Mo zuluo, fell because of that great disaster, and the whole three realms set off an endless sea of fishy wind and blood! Even saints are afraid of its terror! The last great disaster was contained, but I don't know the details. But it's wrong, If it is really forbidden black fog, even the innate Lingbao can be corroded and swallowed up by it, how can anyone's flesh resist? Men have become saints? Absolutely impossible! Or... The power of forbidden black fog has been weakened many times? "

Xiao Hei said something very seriously. Cui xiaopang's heart became more heavy. He asked, "Xiao Hei, is this not a taboo black fog?"

Soon, little black retorted "Master, this is unlikely. I know only one of the three realms that can devour the rules! Although your perspective magic is a magic power given by the law and belongs to the category of the most superficial magic power, it is also a magical combination of the rules of heaven and earth. There are many ways to break it up. Only the taboo black fog can devour it! According to your master, the taboo black fog will disappear sooner or later Devour this body, because it can devour each other's strength and slowly expand itself! "

Hearing the speech, Cui xiaopang was in a hurry. When he thought of the man lying in the stone box, he couldn't help feeling thousands of sadness and sadness.

"What should I do? I suspect that the man lying in the stone box is related to me. Xiao Hei, I want to save him! I must save him!"

"Master, if you have the strength of Luo Jinxian now, you urge me to use the power of destruction to eliminate such a taboo black fog, but it's not enough now! Don't worry, the man in the stone box should be able to resist for a long time, it's possible for decades. Let's think about it slowly!"

Xiao Hei's answer didn't make Cui xiaopang feel better, and he still frowned.

For a moment, Xiao Hei said again, "master, don't worry! Don't you have the inheritance of Shennong's one pulse, and try to inherit the only healing power of Shennong's one pulse, so as to save the people in the stone box. There's still a great chance! There's plenty of time, don't worry!"

"Yes! How did I forget this!" hearing the speech, Cui xiaopang was overjoyed and smiled again.

Shennong's medical tradition is the best of the three worlds. Now he has only got a part of the fur. As long as he improves his strength as soon as possible, once he really inherits the only healing magic power of Shennong's one vein in Xiancao, he has great hope!