Chapter 26 The altar

"Boom!"

Thunder rolled over the sky, and the earth was shaking violently. Under the ancient monument, a little light appeared in the endless dark cave. That little light, like a star like a bean, swaying a little bit, but very bright.

Within the prohibition, the thunder sounded like a bell, the electric snake ran away, and the electric light cut down the road, and bombarded huge deep pits on the ground. The people in the ancient village looked awe-inspiring and a little excited. They kept dodging without looking flustered.

Dozens of village elders flew forward, with a bronze mirror in their hands. The style is simple, with a light bronze green on the edge, which looks mottled and old. These dozens of old men were surging with unfathomable divine power, like rainbows, crossing the sky and surrounding the deep hole.

The light on the bronze mirror swallowed and reflected each other, and a strange array was faintly formed, with bright spots of more than ten feet in radius, which was very spectacular.

A little light swayed in the strong wind, but it never extinguished, so slowly rising...

The wind is becoming more and more urgent; the electricity is also more violent!

Little Leizi was very excited. His little face turned red, licked his lips, and said, "The altar is about to reappear. I don't know if it's my chance!"

Xun Huan held Shenshan in his hand, floating like a fairy, and his body was as bright as fog. He resisted the lightning as thick as several arms and laughed loudly, "You're welcome!"

The five-color light is as bright as clouds and fog. In the middle of the confusion, a hazy little light shines like stars, but at this moment it seems to be extremely bright and rises under the excited gaze of everyone.

Bai Lang's eyes widened, and his heart was like waves. He was very surprised. In the deep and unpredictable hole, a small altar slowly rose. Above the lower circle, the whole body was shining with a dark luster, as black as ink, and there was an indescribable strange fluctuation rising from it.

There are strange beasts carved on the altar, most of which are fierce in appearance, like barbarian beasts in ancient times. Bai Lang only knows that one of them is like a tiger, with wings on his back. It is clear that the ancient evil beasts are poor. At the top of the altar stands a lonely lamp, which is extremely simple, but a lamppost and a little wick are integrated with the black altar.

The light floated and disappeared in the wind, but it never went out. What surprised Bai Lang the most was that on the faint light, there was a thin iron rope of thumb, and the chain was like jade, across the candle, slowly rotating...

The wind suddenly stopped, and the thunder and lightning that had just been rioted disappeared in an instant. At that moment, the sky and the earth returned to silence. Under the ancient monument suspended from the altar, one monument remained motionless, as if it were still in this heaven and earth.

"Bang!"

A soft sound sounded from an unknown place. Dozens of ancient village elders who were originally scattered around suddenly shot Taoist light in their eyes, and the momentum suddenly burst out, causing a wild roar, like an angry wave rolling through the four fields. The bronze mirror in their hands burst into dazzling brilliance like the scorching sun, gorgeous and vast, turning into dozens of beams of light and rushing to the altar, almost submerging it!

Although there was an old man beside him, Bai Lang still felt the terrible breath from the group of old men. He suspected that if he was hit by the beam of light, he was afraid that he would be hit into flying ashes in an instant.

"Old man, is this...?" Bai Lang was surprised and puzzled, and looked at the old man.

When the old man heard the words, he looked back at Bai Lang and said, "My ancestors have been taught that they have bound gods for a day, and we can't leave this place for a day!"

"What!" Bai Lang was originally a quick-witted person. When he only heard this sentence, he was already a little clear and said, "Do you mean to burn the iron cable with this candle fire?"

The old man nodded and saw Bai Lang's surprised expression. He just smiled and turned his eyes to the front.

The dozens of divine rainbows poured down like the Milky Way and rushed to the altar, but somehow they disappeared for a moment like water and sand, but the surface of the altar was slightly shining and shining constantly.

The light is swaying, and it seems to be brighter than before...

"Even after ten thousand years, this light will continue to burn!" Bai Lang muttered in his heart and felt a little incredible.

"This is the spirit of fire, with no source and no root. It can burn everything and be imprisoned here by the ancestors with divine power...!" The old man seemed to see through what Bai Lang was thinking and said lightly.

Bai Lang's heart became more and more shocked. Looking around, he saw that the gods were as bright as a flood, covered the earth, shot out of the bronze mirror, and all integrated into the black altar. The lights were like beans, but just a little brighter than before.

This is sacrificing its own divine power, turning into flames and burning iron cables, but the silver and white iron cables are just quietly lying on it, as if they are calm and have not changed at all. What the hell is this? The spirit of ten thousand years of fire has been burned without any change!

The earth suddenly trembled, and the wind suddenly rose. The originally quiet lights suddenly shook around, as if they were going to go out in a moment. The white look was awe-inspiring, and I don't know what happened.

The sudden change suddenly appeared, and dozens of ancient village elders were caught off guard. For a moment, their bodies shook and almost stood unsteadily, and the light in the bronze mirror was also a little weak. A dragon roared in the sky, melodious, and the originally silent iron cable suddenly shone brightly, and a golden dragon appeared faintly.

The golden light is surrounding, and a golden dragon coils around the iron rope, gradually forming and slowly getting bigger. However, in an instant, it has turned into several feet in size, with golden scales and jade horns, and the whole body is shining with strange brilliance and majestic.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon waved its tail, and the hurricane broke down. A pair of jade horns unexpectedly shot out the divine light. Several nearby villagers had no time to dodge. They were shot by the golden light and were pierced in an instant, and blood burst out!

The face of the old man in black clothes beside Bai Lang changed. He rushed up, his big sleeves flew, and his whole body was bulging. He sacrificed a big tripod, and the sounded, like the nine heavenly fairy music, which was the Fulong tripod. His imperial tripod was in the air, and his hair was flying. He rolled up a clear fog and went towards the golden dragon.

After all, dozens of old men are extremely powerful, but after a little chaos, they regained their composure. The bronze mirror roared and burst into a bright rainbow again, flying forward and intertwined each other, forming a light curtain, shaped like gossip, like a mysterious formation.

The divine tripod flew to the iron rope, like a huge mountain, suppressing the golden dragon with unparalleled power. Dozens of divine rainbows were intertwined into a large net. Under the seal, the lights were like stars. Although they were weak, they could not be extinguished and always burned the golden dragon.

This golden dragon swallowed clouds and soared into the air. The dragons roared like thunder, and the jade horns on its forehead kept shooting out the golden light, hitting the light curtain and the divine tripod, obviously very angry.

The surroundings were shining and the rocks were all over the sky. Many people in the ancient village wanted to help, but they were swept away and seriously injured. Bai Lang pulled the little thunder and quickly retreated back more than a hundred feet.

"This wild dragon is really awesome!" Xiao Leizi's face was also a little pale and patted his chest.

"What is this?" Bai Lang felt that his head was confused and asked.

"I don't know, but I heard from the old man in the village that the soul of the ancient evil beast seems to be sealed in this iron rope, and some people say that the iron rope itself has been psychic and gave birth to a divine soul!" Xiao Leizi thought for a moment and whispered.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon seemed to be particularly afraid of the lights on the altar. Under the continuous burning, it was extremely angry. The thick tail swept away, almost tearing the void and hitting the altar.

"Boom!"

The golden tail hit the altar fiercely. For a moment, the sky was full of light and thunder. The original weak lights suddenly burst into flames, like a bright sun, emitting dazzling light, blocking the powerful blow, and the lights burst out, but in an instant, the golden dragon was originally like a real body. It became a little illusory.

"Ceal!" The old man in Xuanyi shouted, and the divine tripod was bright. When the golden dragon was weak, he fed the pressure again, and the divine sound shook. After a moment, the golden dragon had been suppressed only a few feet in size. It kept rolling in the big net intertwined by the divine rainbow, impacting and making a shocking roar. Obviously, he was obviously very unwilling.

The light was still burning quietly, emitting a soft light, covering the iron rope, allowing the golden dragon to stir and roar in it, but there was no longer shaking at all.

I don't know how long it took, Jinlong's figure became more and more illusory and gradually became weak. This faint flame seemed to have unconsciously burned its power.

"Bang!"

After a loud noise, the golden dragon waved its tail for the last time, reluctantly fell on the net intertwined with divine rainbows, and then turned into a light smoke and disappeared.

"The golden dragon has been suppressed, and the opportunity is coming!" Xiao Leizi almost drooled and looked excited.

At this time, another soft sound came. The sound was almost so faint that it was inaudible. The people of the ancient village who were originally scattered around and full of excitement seemed to be fixed at the same time, motionless, full of consternment and panic, and a hint of disbelief...

Floating in mid-air, holding the divine mountain, the divine light fluttered down from the air and smashed a big hole on the ground. Even so, his eyes always stared at the direction of the altar in the distance.

For a moment, the silence in the venue was a little strange.

"Goo-dong!" Xiao Leizi swallowed a mouthful of saliva without image, and his little face was full of surprise. He pinched himself and stared at the altar, dumbfounded.

"I... did I hear it correctly!" Xiao Leizi said in a trembling voice.

The people in the ancient village looked strange. After a long time, they recovered from their dull state and slowly turned their heads to the direction of the altar.

"I didn't... read it right!" Xiao Leizi pinched Bai Lang again.

"The iron cable cracked, and the iron cable cracked...!"

Xun Huan finally got up, straightened his eyes, looked at the altar in the distance, and kept muttering to himself.

Well, I have resumed updating. I haven't written for a long time, and I'm not in a good state. I'm sorry. The protagonist will officially enter the world in a few days...