Great Slaughter System

The Sword Emperor knew that Shen Lang and others certainly did not know the godhead, and then slowly explained.

"The lord is the master between heaven and earth. The master is the pole between heaven and earth. There is only a fixed number between each universe. Whenever a dominant power is fallen, there will be another master. The rise of the person, and want to become the master, is subject to the recognition of the universe, the power of chaos from chaos, refining into itself, and finally condensing the godhead and becoming the dominant power."

"And the godhead that dominates the strong is the refinement of the power of chaos. There is a very powerful force in the godhead. It can create all beings and derive everything. As long as you get the godhead, you can refine after the five people die. Turn the gods into the masters."

After the Sword Emperor told the story, Qin Xiangtian, Taihuang and others all slightly decapitated and understood the role of the godhead.

Shen Lang also faintly bowed his head, and the godhead introduced by Sword Emperor is similar to his conjecture.

"Where is the godhead?"

Shen Lang asked coldly.

"In the temple of creation."

Sword King replied.

"The location of the temple."

Shen Lang did not kill the Sword Emperor and the Boxer, but let them go. Their mission has been completed. After this time, the Sword Emperor and the Boxer will leave the Wujing and return to their own world.

Somewhere in the central area of ​​Wujing, Shen Lang and others came here.

A towering fairy temple appeared in front of Shen Lang and others, looking at the fairy temple in front of him, a page of books could not help but sighed: "A magnificent temple."

But in front of everyone, Shen Lang’s brows were slightly wrinkled. “There is something wrong. This fairy temple is weird.”

"Emperor, what do you feel?"

Asked the emperor frowning.

Shen Lang shook his head. "I don't know, but I am vaguely aware that this fairy hall is hidden with great danger."

"So, are we still going in?"

Yan Ruyu asked with concern, and now Yan Ruyu is also a little cup of snake shadow, a little bit wrong, it feels a crisis.

"Let's go, go in." If you want to get the chance, you have to pay, even if it is a knife and a sea, the Shen Lang will have to squat.

Of course, Taihuang and others have no meaning. They have already broken through to the ancestral environment and have already had the strength to face the crisis.

Bang! ! !

The temple door slowly opened, and the Shenlang was only slightly used, and the temple door of the temple was opened.

The secluded cloister, endless, deep bottomless, like the devil's giant mouth, wants to choose people and devour.

A cold breath, blowing in the face, people can not help but chill.

The Emperor did not wait for Shen Lang to enter, and he took the lead and went in. The Emperor’s sword in his hand exuded the glory and expelled the darkness around him.

Shen Lang carried his hands and followed the emperor's body, and he walked in with a firm look.

Just after Shen Lang and others all entered the Temple of Creation, the door of the temple was closed, and Shen Lang looked back. There was a sun and a moon in the eyes, as if he had seen through the endless darkness.

The time of this possession was very long. After the war with the Sword Emperor and others, it has not disappeared. Therefore, Shen Lang is preparing to hit the iron and decide to explore the temple and see the so-called opportunity.

Hey! ! !

A black shadow flashed in front of Shen Lang and others.

"Who?"

A big drink, the emperor took out a sword, but did not make a slight contribution, the black shadow seems to have never appeared before, disappeared in front of Shen Lang and others.

"Don't worry about him, let's move on."

Shen Lang said indifferently, the shadow, although he did not capture, but did not care, if the person in the dark, really strong, then it will not be sneaky.

A few people walked through the deep corridor, and by the sword of the people, they could only see the distance of more than ten meters. On the cloister, only the footsteps of Shen Lang and others continued to echo, which was very gloomy.

At this moment, the top wall of the cloister suddenly fell a figure, the Emperor did not hesitate, and the sword broke out, and the figure instantly became two halves.

Everyone looked at it and saw that it was a half-body. There was a rhythm on the body, but the man had already died for countless years. The body was not corrupted, and the bones were crystal clear. At first glance, I knew that it was a powerful life. Musha.

The upper part of the body was hanging above the top wall of the cloister, and the blushing tongue was half-folded, and the eyes turned white, like a hanged ghost.

"Ok?"

The emperor's brow was slightly wrinkled, and he flew up and took the half-body down, still on the ground, and was in contact with the half-body he had cut off.

Qin Xiangtian stepped forward and observed his own and shook his head. "Not the people of the mainland of the gods. If it is the famous strong man of the gods, I should be able to recognize it."

Shen Lang nodded. "The entrance to Wujing should be more than one place. There should be other worlds, and it can enter the martial arts. Therefore, there will be so many undead souls in the Wujing."

In the words of Shen Lang, everyone agrees that Wu Jing, the world created by the dominant powers, will surely follow the thousands of fields. After all, the dominant power is to control a universe, a universe with countless stars. www.wuxiahere.com ~ There are countless worlds in each of the stars, and even if there are few stars in control, it is not only the mainland of the gods.

"Let's go, it shouldn't be so safe here, be careful."

After all, this is where the ruler lives, and the level of danger must be high.

Wu Jing does not know how many years existed, and there are countless strong people who came to the Wujing. The three swordsmen could not intercept everyone. There must be a fish that slipped through the net. Those people had the chance to find the temple of creation and secretly. It is not impossible to sneak in.

However, they are still too weak after all. Even if they sneak into the Temple of Creation, they must fall here. Even some people may not know how they died.

About a distance of about a kilometer, Shen Lang and others once again encountered a corpse, and the corpse radiated a more powerful atmosphere, which is even stronger than the corpse that was previously cut off by the emperor.

"Emperor, this corridor should be the more inward, the higher the danger, only the powerful people can go further, so this person is stronger than the previous one, and can go out of the kilometer more than that person."

One page of books guessed.

Shen Lang nodded slightly. "It should be wrong. Let me go. I want to see if there is any mystery in this corridor."

boom! ! !

Shen Lang and others have not yet walked out of the 100 meters. On both sides of the cloister, they suddenly shot countless swords, and those swords, each with the strength of the ancestors.

The emperor and a page of books and Qin Xiangtian have shot a lot to resist the attacks of the sword.

The cloister seems to be blessed by some kind of power, even if the fluctuations caused by the emperor and others and the swords are strong, and there is no damage to the corridor walls.

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