Chapter 504： The unstoppable temple

Time flies, five years have passed in a flash.

In the five years since Tianluo Space came out, Tianluo's host has madly expanded to a trillion, and it is still growing. Except for those talented monks who are favored by Tianluo and possess good luck, the gods and demons are in the power realm. The monk content is not low.

Of course, geniuses and powerhouses are always in the minority. Ninety% of them are still those talented monks of the seventh and eighth realms. Don’t underestimate them. To a certain extent, these talents support the huge space of Tianluo. The core of the mission system.

Although Da Neng can efficiently complete difficult tasks, they are limited in number, and they are too much to use for more large and complicated low-level tasks.

Moreover, these great abilities also look down on the rewards of low-level tasks. After all, they are burdened with huge debts one by one, and the interest is too high, and doing low-level tasks is not enough to pay the interest.

Don’t ask them why they still owe debts for five years. The question is that the virtual world is so easy to use. Not only can it truly and effectively enhance the realm of will, but also many gods and demons have gained insights and inspirations. Dadao is not small in diligence.

Using the virtual world time and time again, you can't get rid of the advanced consumption, these great abilities can only work hard to do the task, and there is a comfort in my heart, through a large number of tasks, some of them have obtained the highest gold grade. , Use the virtual world for only half the price!

Such a big discount makes these powerful people feel that they have made a real profit, but what Bai Donglin wants to say is that you may make a small profit, but he will never lose.

Because the creation and operation of the low-dimensional world completely relies on the dimensional world and does not need to consume any resources at all, this naturally has to be kept secret, otherwise those great powers will be unbalanced in their hearts. If they are rotten, they will not be able to cut leeks. .

"Well, it's weird, why don't those human race ancestors come to trouble me?"

Bai Donglin lay on the **** seat lazily with a look of doubt. This situation is different from what he predicted. It stands to reason that the high-level human race can't sit still.

He is now blatantly digging the corner of the battle net, intercepting the interests of the human race for his own use. Although the Tianluo space has just begun to exert its strength, the host is only a trillion, compared to the terrifying volume of the human race, it is really nothing, yet Fundamental interests cannot be shaken.

However, within a short period of five years, with the help of Tianluo Space, the White God Realm was convincingly governed. This has revealed a hint of the terrifying potential of Tianluo Space.

The low-level genius monks love the "Vanxiang Bookstore" that contains countless knowledge, the middle-level monks are obsessed with endless rare treasures, and the high-level monks are obsessed with the virtual world...

The Tianluo points and task system support the complete market currency base. The operation of the Tianluo space has become perfect. It only takes time and it is not impossible to share the world with Battle.net.

With the wisdom of the ancestors, it is impossible to not see these, but they don't come to him. Whether it is hard or soft, you should look for him. He was afraid that the ancestor could not find anyone, so he stayed in the Realm Lord's Mansion and waited, but the actual situation prevented him.

"Could it be that something big happened that dragged the ancestors' energy, so that they didn't have time to pay attention to the ‘small things’ like Tianluo Space?"

Bai Donglin looked at him for a moment, and slowly stood up. His current intelligence system is not weak, but he has not received any wind. If this is the case, then only the top ten are qualified to participate in the big event!

"Big events often represent good luck, huge benefits, just like the dusk of the gods."

Snapped!

Bai Donglin fisted in the palm of his hand, as if he wanted to understand everything, and suddenly showed a look of annoyance.

"Okay! These old guys are going to eat alone with me behind their backs. Damn it, do you look down on me, the power of the gods and demons?! If it's good, don't ask me to join me, it's heartbreaking..."

Bai Donglin paced back and forth, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this possibility was so great. In the past ten years or so, the only real world has been too peaceful, abnormally calm, and the same as the tranquility before the storm.

"No, I have to take the initiative and keep on waiting, I'm afraid I won't have the soup!"

He is not poor. In the past five years, he has made a fortune in the hands of the disobedient forces in the White God Realm. The resource tax has been received for one million years, which is enough for him to practice for a long time. But who would dislike his own money? Moreover, the value of things that can attract the attention of the top ten is not measurable by ordinary resources.

"I can only ask Senior Fierce, he may know something..."

After thinking for a moment, Bai Donglin looked a little embarrassed, because he found that he had no way to directly contact the ancestors, including the blood ancestors. It was because he was a little bit forced last time and walked too decisively. Ask the ancestor of Xuetu to contact the media.

Hum!

The void trembled violently, cracking the crimson cracks, and Bai Donglin's figure fell into it and disappeared. In the next instant, he had already appeared in the Extreme Sacred Sect.

With the little golden bell on his waist as a voucher, Bai Donglin directly opened the light gate to the small world of Jidao Clock, and he arrived in one step.

"Donglin, why are you here?"

Xiu slowly opened his eyes, looked at Bai Donglin who had already sat down cross-legged in front of him, and continued to speak:

"You busy man, you can go to the Three Treasures Palace without any problems, let's talk, what can I do for you?"

"Ahem, what the older generation said is not bad, the younger generation does have questions, please ask, senior, have you seen the ancestor of the blood tuition recently? Has something major happened?"

"How do I feel, all the ancestors seem to have disappeared!"

Bai Donglin and Xiu are not inscribed in ink, so he directly said what he thought. He actually wanted to go to Senior Jiang, but Senior Jiang was too detached. If he didn't take the initiative to see him, he would just search Taihu Lake and also look for it. Not the other party's.

"Oh? Have you noticed it?"

Fierce brows were raised, and he glanced at Bai Donglin in surprise, and he didn't know it for long.

Not long ago, the ancestor of the blood slaughter came in a hurry, entered under the Jidao Bell, and walked away with a bronze coffin on his back.

He took a stunned glance and saw a "two" on the front of the coffin. This was the beginning of human civilization and the oldest ancient era. Shocked in his heart, he asked, the ancestor Xue Tu left a few words and hurriedly left.

"It's true that a major event has happened. This event is only spreading between the ten realms, but it won't be long before the aftermath will pass."

Fierce brows were frowned, and a little worry was rarely seen on his face. Bai Donglin couldn't help but calm down when he saw this. It seemed that his premonition was good and Human Race was in trouble.

"At this time, it's about the Temple of Demon Suppression..."

"Ancient Demon!?"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, this was indeed a great trouble.

...

"Stop it!!"

Xuetu was holding a sharp gun, must be furious, and his whole body was surrounded by scarlet flames. A shot was pierced out, and the huge shadow of the gun hit a metal wall severely across the fog of time and space.

Rumble! clang!

The fog rolled, time and space fragments shot out, countless messy fuzzy images flashed away, and the full blow of the blood massacre had already affected the time and space.

Such a tyrannical attack still did not stop the shadow of that stalwart, still using a constant speed, unswervingly moving in one direction.

"Shoot together!"

The ruler of the gods, the lord of the court of the gods, the world-zun of Ming Buddha...many ten-level powerhouses sacrificed terrible ancient artifacts at the same time, paying a high price, and performing a fierce blow.

boom!

The aftermath is unprecedentedly exciting, the long river of time and space is turbulent, and dark cracks appear looming. The huge metal wall is still intact against many attacks, slightly stagnant, and the speed has slowed down, but as the aftermath of the attack dissipates, the speed of movement has resumed. As it is.

"Damn it! This ghost can't stop at all!"

All the means were exhausted, but it was still ineffective, and the expressions of the ancestors were gloomy, and they felt a little bad in their hearts.

"This is only the Temple of the Suppression Demon, one of the seven halls, what happened? It will trigger a riot in the Temple, and all walk out of the land of the seal!"

"In the era of the devil world, only one of the seven halls, the black hall, had its seal broken. The ancient demons who emerged from the trap have caused catastrophes that affected an era. Now that the seven halls are exhausted, this..."

Everyone frowned, and their eyes flickered. They have not yet figured out why the Demon Suppression Temple rioted, but they can only plan for the worst. If all the ancient demons in the Seven Palaces are broken, the human race will only Abandon the only real world, start the final fire project, and wander in the outer dimension.

"How is the interception at the other six locations?"

Xuetu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the bronze coffin not far away. If he couldn't, he could only invite the first generation of clock watchers. Although it was the wrong time, there was only this ancient human sage. Know the ancient magic best.

"They all failed."

The Lord of the God Court spoke in a condensed voice, making the atmosphere even more dull. The ancestors and ancient artifacts used in the other six places were comparable to their strength here. Except for the ancestors who guarded the battlefield, and some important passes that could not be left, the human race used almost all the existing powerhouses of the ten realms.

"This Temple of Demon Suppression is too powerful and weird. Among them are the ancient demons that suppress the horror. I don't know who created this temple and who imprisoned the ancient demons in..."

Regarding the records of the Temple of Demon Suppression, there are not many human races. Since many times, countless powerful people have explored and studied the Temple of Suppression Demon, and they have also learned some basic information.

The Zhenmo Temple is divided into seven colors, black, white, gray, gold, silver, pink, and brown. The human race names each temple after its surface color.

The seven main halls are located in the north of the sky Some float on the long river of time and space, some are in the depths of the dimensional space, and some are hidden in endless dimensions. Even not long ago, the silver hall was still working. The Yuanjie has spent a period of time, each of which is different, and the seven palaces have never met in pairs.

But the weird place is also here. Although these main halls are separated from each other, they actually span everything and are combined with each other.

Although the bodies are not together, the endless mighty power has overcome obstacles and unified as a whole. This is also the reason why the ancestors can't help each other. On the surface, they are only dealing with a main hall, but in fact they are wrestling with the entire Temple of Demons.

"Battle.net center, can you deduce the destination of the Demon Suppression Temple?"

Since it is impossible to prevent the movement of the Demon Suppression Temple, it is necessary to find the root cause of the riot in the Temple and see if it can be resolved.

"It's deduced! The destination is..."

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