Chapter 370: Reminiscences

of it, is itWho knows when the ascension will occur, a heavenly tribulation is coming!Bu didn't look at Lu Cheng, but looked at Aqing instead. He really did know!Lu Chengshen glanced at his [Dandan Y...The underwater carvings seem like an elderly man, sharing stories that have been buried for a long time. { ,無錯章節閱讀}

Lu Cheng is not an archaeologist, he can only barely understand.

Finally, the corpse of Xia Gong was besieged and completely eradicated in the poisonous miasma of Wushan Mountain, dissipating into nothingness.

Strange strange!

Since Lu Cheng arrived here, he felt something was amiss.

After watching the wall carvings.

This is getting even worse.

This story certainly isn't like that.

Lu Cheng investigated the hanging coffin more carefully.

He didn't understand witchcraft, but there was a hint of an array in these coffins.

Lu Cheng had heard of archaeology before.

Facing these ancient stone carvings, eighty percent of the time you'll have to rely on guesswork.

Lu Cheng combined his self-taught knowledge and went back to study the wall carvings. Maybe this is another story

Before the carvings, Lu Cheng pondered over the information Yue had given him.

Ancient witches, drawing upon the abundant spiritual energy of ancient times and extremely ample resources, possessed divine powers that permeated heaven and earth. They typically had exceptional physical strength and were highly skilled in magic.

But their cultivation methods are indeed not very advanced, focusing on physical and magical training but neglecting spiritual refinement.

According to Bai Wuchang, the owner of this suspended coffin must be able to sense spiritual energy and energy, but as for 【divine consciousness】, he probably can't detect it.

During his time, there were no such things.

Lu Cheng took a deep breath and made his decision.

The spirit card directly confronts and synthesizes with the stone carvings!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning flashed.

In the world, a giant with a headless and wounded body, single-handedly wielding an axe, struck down with all his might. In an instant, the canyon split in two!

The surging river water flows like a breached dam!

You! You traitors!!!

This roar was even more astonishing than the thunder just now.

Just then, Lu Cheng felt his Divine Sense card was about to be ripped apart.

Below the canyon, a slender black shadow stood shirtless, roaring.

"Ouch!"

The giant axe came to a sudden halt, its earth-shattering blow that could split mountains and overturn rivers, was unexpectedly caught barehanded by the black shadow. The river reversed its course, and the shockwave shattered the newly cleaved mountain walls around them.

"Summer Cultivation Lord, you've gone mad! Calm down!!" Shadows darted out from the sides, each gust of energy slamming into the giant.

"Kill! Kill!!" A ferocious roar erupted from the giant's belly button. The battle axe spun in a circle, and everyone around was sliced away in an instant.

The sky is filled with blood.

"Hurry!! What are you waiting for Get to it!"

Lu Cheng's divine sense was simply too fragile on such a battlefield. The scene came to an abrupt halt, and Lu Cheng was back before the relief once more.

I vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.

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You can see it!

The mental projection of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator and the confrontation with the inscription on the coffin wall, it's indeed possible to see some scenes! Otherwise, wouldn't the name "Nascent Soul" be for nothing

Lu Cheng's divine sense was injured, but his spirit was quite excited.

Just now, it seems like Xia Geng was injured

Lu Cheng roughly judged that, for a mental duel of this level, his divine sense could only support one more time. If the card was torn apart, it would be over.

What if you just jump around and watch

The earth was scarred and ravaged, the dying summer harvest gasped for breath. A massive thunderbolt spear pierced through one of the giant's eyes, blood oozing out, seared by lightning. A tiny figure stood on the giant's chest, his body rising and falling with each feeble breath of the behemoth.

"Xia Gen, don't think we don't know what you're trying to do You forgot about Yao's help, and you actually want to lay your hands on her power!"

Another person flew over and stomped heavily on the giant's chest: "Back when Emperor Yu was controlling the flood, he encountered a huge obstacle right here. A gigantic toad that had been cultivating for many years used magic to severely obstruct the progress of digging through the mountain to build a canal. This toad was incredibly powerful, defeating both Emperor Shun and his army. With no other choice, Shun had to seek help, and Yao assisted him. Otherwise, the founding emperor of Xia dynasty would still be inside the toad's belly! Have you forgotten all of this"

"Hmph, you dare to—ha ha ha ha! Cough, ha ha ha." Xia Gong's massive body heaved violently.

"What are you laughing at"

"I laugh at you all," Xia Geng said slowly. "Shang Tang sent people to kill me before I was even finished, and you reaped the benefits without lifting a finger. Now you want to lay claim to my power too You talk of righteousness, but in this world, it's always the strong who prey on the weak!"

"Well then, now Are you strong or are we strong" An elder opened his eyes, his words captivating the soul.

"Haha!" Xia Geng laughed wildly. "You're strong! You just want the power of Xingtian from me, right I've lost, come and take it! What So much talk, you're scared"

"Grandpa, stop talking to him and kill him!"

Kill him!

Lu Cheng felt the scene pulling away.

Thousands cheered wildly.

"Kill! Kill!"

The sound was like waves crashing, heart-stirring!

"Come on!!! Kill me!!! After I die, I curse you to never ascend to heaven or descend to earth! You will be tormented for all eternity!!!"

The immense power was like tearing apart spectators separated by tens of thousands of years, Lu Cheng felt a splitting headache!

The 10th-level Divine Spark Shockwave ability cannot be used again for at least one month.

"Whew"

Lu Cheng panted heavily, taking a good while to recover.

Good heavens!

It turns out Xia Geng is dead.

He became a true corpse of the summer harvest!

This dance of the dry quiver, the last general of the Xia Dynasty, actually inherited the power of the war god Xingtian from the era of Yanhuang.

I don't know what he did, nor how he did it, the ancient witches are truly beyond reach!

Then did the ancient witch ultimately obtain Xia Geng's power

This is an unsolved mystery.

Lu Cheng didn't want to solve the riddle, he just came to get something.

All he needed to consider was what he could possibly gain from this rumor!

Lu Cheng looked at the surrounding environment and fell into deep thought.

As soon as he arrived, he had a feeling that this place was extremely eerie.

Coffins in the water.

an empty coffin

The dilapidated environment and the Witch Gorge.

Master of the Coffin of the Witch Clan

It all seems to be connected by a thread.

Finally, Lu Cheng opened his eyes underwater.

What's the point of stealing offerings and carrying a coffin around That's such a small-minded approach.

Take an educated guess.

A coffin should originally be built on a stone wall to be called a hanging coffin, which is a remarkable sight. Shamans have been guarding this place for generations.

You can't just build it directly in the water, that would be called a water coffin!

So, only when the water level rises will the suspended coffins submerge Mainly, there must be a reason for the water level to rise, right

And the traitor in the coffin owner's mouth must certainly be the escaped witch.

During the Wuzhan period, a large number of people fled their homes, resulting in countless empty coffins. The owners of these coffins must have been heartbroken.

What are they so afraid of

Lu Cheng thought of this, he couldn't help but silently look down.

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