[47. Ancient Power] (Finally boarded*)

Now, Ian is full. He didn't want to eat any food. Looking at the fruit in his hand and looking at the broken wall in front of him, Ian couldn't help touching his head: "This legendary Dragon Island has such a wonderful thing."

All kinds of broken walls are erected around the ruins, and arched stone pillars are arranged on both sides of the road. The dark traces of anxiety seem to be silently telling every visitor here that this place used to be brilliant.

Ian touched his head and carefully recalled the historical books he had read in the "Beautiful Princess". He tried to recall it in his mind and couldn't remember the traces recorded here. Ian couldn't help smiling: "It seems that this is a place forgotten by human beings."

Ian thought of this, looked at the sky with a bright laugh, and strode towards the ruins.

"No matter what it is, you will know it as soon as you go in." Ian said to himself.

As soon as he walked into the ruins, Ian just took a step and felt that the ruins were definitely not an ordinary place. Every step, there seemed to be a powerful force wandering around Ian's whole body. Every step, Ian had to use his best. At the same time, Ian's consciousness could clearly feel it. In this ruins, there is a very pure power. He is knowledgeable. Ian, who has finished reading a whole boat of books, can only faintly distinguish it. This may be a superpower from ancient times.

Ancient? Ian shook his head and smiled bitterly at the thought of this word. Although he has learned about his background, how he was born and how he appeared in the world in front of him in the Temple of Fantasy War, Ian did not know anything about anything that had happened in ancient times, or even had no idea at all.

Ian suddenly raised his strength and strode in. Although the mysterious ancient power is still in Ian's footsteps beside Ji, Ian consumes a lot of power every step, but Ian also learned a trace of understanding from this ancient power.

"If I can practice here all the time, won't the true qi in my body grow infinitely?" Ian thought to it secretly.

Just like receiving the God of War formula in the Temple of War, the toughness of the body is nourished by the continuous regeneration of the human body. Isn't it the same principle that the ancient power of Ian's pace is constantly on the side here?

Ian took a deep breath and lifted the power in his body. This is already the peak of Ian, but it still does not make Ian feel a trace of relaxation, and Ian's consciousness can also be clearly explored that this power comes from the ground.

Ian does not know that after obtaining the inheritance of the God of War, Ian's power has exceeded more than a hundred times more than a thousand times than before, and the pain that Ian also endured when he suffered physical transformation also remained in Ian's heart forever. At this moment, this alternative way of cultivation has also aroused Ian's great interest.

Ian has completely regarded the ancient power in this ruins as a good place to practice. He left behind why this ruins had ancient power and completely focused on cultivation. He finally came to such a wonderful place. There is no reason for Ian not to take materials on the spot immediately and start a new one. What about the cultivation?

Ian's practice is called the God of War. The God of War is divided into three realms: upper, middle and lower. The inheritance of the God of War Secret comes directly from the Temple of War. The Temple of War includes many intelligent people who can't break through the upper world all their lives. However, the practice of the middle level is also rare in the world and can be called a master.

And the secret of the god of war is also different from the unified division of the mainland. The highest class of fighting spirit is generally known as the ninth level, but in the vast world, there are always a few aliens who can break through this limit and stand proudly in the world.

The practice process of the God of War is from easy to difficult. Most people can be cultivated in the first year, but from then on, the difficulties will appear. Like Ian, who was directly inherited and his strength directly broke through the lower realm, there has been only one case in the past and now.

In the middle level of the second level, ordinary people have to practice for five years, and the third level is a watershed. People with slightly poor qualifications will stagnate here all their lives. It is not uncommon for better to study for 50 or 60 years.

In the internal legend of the Temple of War, there is another layer in the upper realm, called the Yuan realm. It is only the founder of the legendary temple of War - the ancient legend that the god of war fought with the great demon king reached this level, and has been able to fight with the legendary demon king. It can be seen that the power of the Yuan realm is strong. What's more, when it comes to the Yuan realm, It can be transcended from life and death, but this coincides with some kind of saying of the Chinese people.

So, is there any stronger above the Yuanjing? There is no such thing in the world, and there is no such thing in the Temple of War, but who can say who is the strongest in the world?

At this moment, Ian felt the strength of this ancient power. The deeper it goes, the greater the pressure attached to this force. Ian thought for a moment and simply sat down cross-legged in the ruins. With his heart facing the sky, a dark sun shone on his head and disappeared. A trace of cool breath flowed along the meridians to Dantian in the abdomen. Ian was immersed in the ruins covered by this ancient power, using this ancient power to temper his body, expand the meridians, and increase his cultivation and strength.

People who practice the secret of the god of war must first cultivate their own breath. ordinary people practice qi for five years to have a sense of qi, and ten years of body. However, it takes decades to draw aura into the body and quench the body.

Fortune, because of an adventure, Ian got a pair of super-strong bodies that could not be tempered. He broke through the limitations of the eight strange meridians of the human body and reached the introduction of air into the body. At this moment, under the influence of this strange ancient power, Ian's cultivation easily broke through the upper cultivation realm of the lower world and made great strides. Enter the middle level.

Ian only felt that his Dantian was extremely comfortable at this moment and was completely immersed in this strange feeling. He did not notice that his body had begun to emit a slight golden light at this moment, covering Ian's body. A large amount of ancient power was absorbed by the golden light around Ian and turned into his own truth. Yuan was sent to Ian's Dantian, but Ian's mind sank into the "Youlongbu" that he had been thinking about recently. Strange but grand, full of simplicity and desolation, and symbols appeared in his mind one by one. These are countless cultivation classics! The most basic law between heaven and earth understood by countless sages and saints drives the free energy in the universe with simple symbols and their own potential, summoning the powerful existence of various parallel and different spaces.

Ian slowly exhales a turbid breath, which is really wonderful for Ian. Ian feels the strong power in his body, feels a little better in his heart, and always feels that he is improving. This feeling is really good.

Then, Ian slowly opened his eyes, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him! The ancient power felt in the spiritual source has materialized like a fog at this moment, and the purple ancient power is constantly drilling into Ian's body. Ian lowered his head, and the purple power was constantly penetrating into Ian's body, heart and organs. And in the original empty ruins, I don't know when a high altar suddenly appeared.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a high altar than an altar. The strange architectural image makes Ian feel like a high altar at a glance. Among the top ten races in the mainland, he has never heard of any race sacrificing with this strange shape altar.

I saw a huge stone tower standing on the ground in an arch shape, and there is a huge stone ladder on one side of the stone tower for people to walk forward. The top of the stone tower can also be faintly seen, as if there is a human-shaped stone statue on the top of the altar.

"What is that?" What attracted Ian was not the altar, but the huge stone statue. Ian stepped forward and found obvious axe marks around the stone ladder. Ian couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that this was once built by human beings. It seems that people around here often come here to sacrifice.

The answer is very simple, because Ian has smelled a strong smell of blood. Of course, Ian knows that people usually use living animals to sacrifice, but there are also a few races that use living sacrifices, but those took place in ancient times.

Ian can't tell what era this is, and I don't know why this altar suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Since I can't figure it out, I don't want to. This is Ian's style.

Ian slowly walked to the altar, and the stone statue was completely exposed to Ian's eyes at this moment. The carving ability of the stone statue is not good, and even the complete outline can't be seen clearly. Even Ian's aesthetic does not think the stone statue is beautiful.

Of course, the beauty and ugliness of the appearance do not determine the value of the stone statue. Ian gently stroked the stone statue and said strangely, "There are so many strange things that have happened to me. Am I really good luck in the legend?"

As soon as Ian's voice fell, a dazzling white light pierced Ian's eyes. Just for a moment, Ian once again felt the strange words and symbols that appeared in front of him when he was just right to mediate his practice. This feeling made Ian feel very wonderful.

"What on earth are these?" The symbols in front of him brushed through Ian's mind. Ian was like a fool, and those strange things all penetrated into Ian's head.

Then, Ian only felt the abnormal heat of his whole body at the next moment. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the birds and beasts within ten miles of the earthquake ran away. But Ian knows nothing about it.

After a long time, Ian woke up from a mysterious fantasy and felt clearly that Ian could find that it was a very strange force, which seemed to come from a belief called faith. Ian shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that if I touched the stone statue, it would be inherited. Those worshippers really lost a lot."

Ian smiled, took a step contentedly, and jumped out. But Ian didn't know that at this moment, there was a small team of people marching crazily towards the altar.

Adam and others have not closed their eyes and rested for many days. They have been running wildly and will be delayed for a moment later. Adam does not know what is happening on the altar.

If you look carefully, you will find that Adam and other people are running forward with their limbs. They are the most secret family on Dragon Island: the werewolves! And that huge stone statue is also the sacred object that the werewolves have needed to protect for thousands of generations.

Because the stone statue is a sacred object of the Great Demon God, and the life of his own clan is also given by the Great Demon God!

And the ancestors in the history of the werewolf clan were the most powerful warrior under the ancient war: the Wolf God!

The altar was already in front of him. Adam was able to see the rising altar clearly. His heart was just tight and he couldn't take a break. He jumped and jumped to the altar. Adam's face turned pale and red in an instant.

With no time to be excited, Adam hurriedly shouted to his companions, "Come back to the clan. We will immediately return to the clan to inform the elders that the prophecy left by the great demon god tens of millions of years ago appeared today!!"

It can't be said whether it was joy or fear. This group of the most elite warriors of the werewolves disappeared on the horizon again.

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PS: What a tragedy. The tiger can't log on the author* even if he dies today. What makes the tiger anxious is seven orifices of smoke. I can't bear to finally get on it. Update it quickly!