Eight Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Spirit

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"Waiting for me?" Zhang Ziling suddenly became interested when he heard the evil spirit's words, "It's interesting, give me the direction."

"In the ancient temple surrounded by mountains 300 miles to the northwest of the Lord." The evil spirits will guide Zhang Ziling, "There are many believers of the Shennong religion there, all of them..."

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ziling asked.

"This... Lord Devil Emperor, let's go and see for yourself." The evil ghost said something, and then he was silent.

"Forget it, it's quicker to see it yourself." Zhang Ziling didn't want to say more when he saw the evil ghost, but he didn't force it, and looked directly to the northwest.

Zhang Ziling's spirit quickly swept away there, and carefully checked it.

Soon, Zhang Ziling found an ancient temple deep in the no-man's land of Shennongjia.

The ancient temple is everywhere showing the breath of the years, no matter how you look at it, it seems to have existed for tens of thousands of years.

"I found it..." Zhang Ziling's mouth twitched slightly, and then he sent a sound transmission to Wei Yiyun to let the Dragon Department come in to clean up the mess, and then turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the ancient temple.

Now that Shennongzi has been slaughtered by Zhang Ziling, and Zhang Ziling has to go to the trouble of Ling, it can be said that there is no longer any existence in Shennong Religion that can threaten the dragon tribe.

As long as the blue dragon and the dead dragon wake up, there must be a way to notify the dragon department.

After all, there are still many strange beasts in Shennongjia, and there are innocent ordinary people scattered everywhere. Zhang Ziling has no time to rescue them one by one, so it is naturally best to leave this kind of thing to the Dragon Department.

And Wei Yiyun quickly began to act after receiving Zhang Ziling's voice transmission.

Although Wei Yiyun and the others could feel the terrifying aura of the battle between Zhang Ziling and Shennongzi, they didn't see Zhang Ziling's battle scene, so they didn't suffer the mental shock that those big men endured.

Regardless of Wei Yiyun's actions, Zhang Ziling soon came to the depths of Shennongjia, the bottom of the valley surrounded by mountains, and the sky above the ancient temple.

"This is..." Zhang Ziling stood high in the sky and was slightly surprised when he saw the scene below.

"Lord Devil Emperor, something unpleasant seems to have happened here..." Tianhuang Ding also saw the scene below,

Said to Zhang Ziling.

"Well, I can see..." Zhang Ziling regained his calm and landed slowly, blood flowing over Zhang Ziling's heels.

Around this ancient temple... Countless stumps and pieces of flesh floated on a blood pool, and tens of thousands of headless mummified corpses wearing Shennong uniforms knelt in the blood pool, facing the ancient temple ahead.

As for the heads of those people, Zhang Ziling swept around and did not see them.

"The blood is still hot, it's obviously the blood of those believers..." Zhang Ziling said lightly, walking forward slowly, not caring that he was stepping on the blood pool.

Zhang Ziling walked up to a headless corpse. The corpse knew at a glance that she was a teenage girl before her death. Unfortunately, her smooth skin had become extremely dry and flat, like dead wood.

After looking at the corpse indifferently, Zhang Ziling touched the headless corpse's shoulder lightly with his hand, and the corpse instantly turned into a pile of ashes and dissolved into the blood.

"It's completely carbonized." Zhang Ziling blew the black ash from his fingertips, and a red glow flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Lord Devil Emperor, I have checked all the corpses just now, without exception, all the sources of life have been extracted." Tianhuangding's voice sounded in Zhang Ziling's mind, "These people should be absorbed by blood spirits. already."

"I have to say, this method is a bit cruel..." Tianhuangding complained.

"Well, the method is indeed a bit cruel. It is estimated that these people suffered tremendous pain before they died." Zhang Ziling glanced at the corpses side by side, and the demonic energy in his body overflowed, and then bombarded the surroundings.

The kneeling corpses and the stumps floating in the blood pool all turned into ashes and disappeared.

"But they all seem to be voluntary, have their consciousness been modified?" Zhang Ziling muttered to himself, no longer paying attention to the surroundings, and slowly walked towards the ancient temple.

The blood pool around the ancient temple suddenly ignited a black flame, the blood was evaporated cleanly, and a piece of dry land suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Ziling for Zhang Ziling to step on.

When Zhang Ziling walked to the gate of the ancient temple, the bronze gate slowly opened...

As the door opened, Zhang Ziling felt a rotten breath coming towards him.

puff!

The oil lamp was lit, and the dark ancient temple became brighter in an instant.

Zhang Ziling glanced around and saw countless lamps made of human heads, making the hall look very scary.

"Bad fun." Zhang Ziling said calmly, then stepped on the red carpet and walked forward slowly.

You don't need to think about those heads to know that they are the heads of Shennong believers who just died outside.

The ancient hall is very large, and Zhang Ziling's speed is not fast, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to reach the deepest part of the hall.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

When Zhang Ziling stepped into the depths of the hall, regular applause rang in Zhang Ziling's ears.

Zhang Ziling heard the sound and looked around, and saw a young man in a suit sitting on the throne, applauding and looking at Zhang Ziling with a faint smile on his lips.

"As expected of the Nine Emperors... I found him so quickly." The young man looked at Zhang Ziling and chuckled, "Not only did he wipe out the blood spirit of this seat, but also slaughtered the slaves that this seat had cultivated for 10,000 years. …”

"You said, what should I do with you? Nine Emperors."

Seeing the playful look in the young man's eyes, Zhang Ziling's mouth curled slightly and asked softly, "Spirit?"

"Oh? It looks like that guy Shennongzi told you about this seat before he died..." Ling shook his head, "It's really an unfamiliar dog, he gave him all the gods and soldiers, and in the end he was sacked. You were killed, and you still betrayed this seat in the end."

Ling sighed, then looked lazily at Zhang Ziling, resting his head with one hand, "Now that you have a divine weapon, it's really tricky if you want to do it..."

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength." Hearing Ling's words, Zhang Ziling chuckled lightly, "I'm very curious, after watching the battle between me and Shennongzi, why on earth can you say such a thing? "

"Huh? Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?" Ling shook his head and smiled, "You just relied on the law of evil spirits to kill Shennongzi while Tianhuangding was out of control."

"And the outer gods were so dilapidated that day, it is estimated that when you are fighting, the power will be exhausted, and it is normal for you to collect it."

"After all, even Shennongzi can subdue it, so it's not surprising that you can subdue it."

"So..." A faint light flashed in Ling's eyes, "Apart from the law of evil spirits and the gods of the day, what else should I care about?"

"Huh?" Zhang Ziling felt a little surprised when he heard Ling's words, and always felt that something was wrong.

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