Chapter 248 Statue Guardian

After Yang Qian withdrew his power, the whole space returned to normal, and the vast pressure also disappeared without a trace. At this time, the twilight also recovered, but the sweat stains on his body still showed what had just happened.

Looking at Yang Qian coming out of it, Mu hurriedly greeted him.

With a slight movement of his right hand, Yang Qian took out the two extracted wood sources.

Although Yang Qian has his own moral bottom line, he has surpassed his share, so Yang Qian does not intend to give the extra share to Mu.

The two fist-sized energy masses, at the moment Yang Qian took out, the whole space was filled with a faint cyan light, and a vast and peaceful atmosphere filled the whole space.

Under the light, Mu's excited face was suddenly dyed pale blue, which looked extremely strange.

"Why, don't you want it?" Looking at Mu just with an excited face, Yang Qian suddenly reminded him.

"No, no, no, this, Brother Yang's great kindness, I thank you for our whole clan!" After reacting, he hurriedly saluted Yang Qian.

And Yang Qian also hurriedly stopped Mu's action, and Yang Qian said indifferently, "This is just a friendship between friends, and the Mu brothers are also good to us these days. This is all my thanks!"

"No, no, no, Brother Yang, this is what I should do."

"But, brother, don't be happy too early." At this moment, Yang Qian's face suddenly changed and said.

Listening to Yang Qian's words, Mu's face also became drowsy and trembled, "What, is there something wrong with this thing?"

"I refined that thing smoothly, but I have completely exhausted your inner elixirs!" Yang Qian said slowly.

At this time, Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Yang, those internal pills were originally used to supplement your true breath, and they were used up when they were used up. At that time, I was not careful enough, but because our strength was limited, we could only prepare so much."

"Brother Mu, I won't say anything else. As you know, refining so many wood sources, I have also consumed a lot of true energy, so I am also relatively weak at this time. Please take me out of this place so that I can recover!"

"Of course, please invite Brother Yang to come with me." Mu didn't have any nonsense, so he took Yang Qian directly to the exit.

However, what puzzled Yang Qian was that the route he took at this time was not the route that Yang Qian came from.

The dark aisle is not very wide and can accommodate two people walking side by side. There is a bright lamp hanging above the aisle, and those bright lights are placed with night pearls.

I don't know how long it has been. Yang Qian gradually found that there were many rooms in these corridors, and the doors of each room were closed. If Yang Qian was usual, he would definitely go in and have a look, but Yang Qian had to forcibly suppress his curiosity here.

However, although it can't be explored, it doesn't mean that Yang Qian can't ask.

However, just as Yang Qian was about to open his mouth, the passage suddenly came to an end, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and a huge statue appeared in front of Yang Qian.

It is a semi-demon-shaped demon, with two long horns on his forehead, his eyes are the size of a fist, his lips are thick, and his whole face exudes a firm breath.

When Yang Qian walked in, a faint sense of battle suddenly came from the statue.

"This breath..." Although the breath is slight, Yang Qian can feel the unyielding will from the breath. The first feeling of that firm will to Yang Qian is like the emanating from a monk, but when Yang Qian looks at it again, it is really just a statue.

"Why do I feel this way? Is it not a statue, but a life?" Yang Qian has seen a lot of things after coming to the Xiuzhen world for a long time, so Yang Qian quickly guessed that he came here.

With puzzlement, Yang Qian also slowed down and looked around. The whole pattern was similar to the altar, because Yang Qian was finding some sacrificial things in front of the statue.

However, when Yang Qian was puzzled, Mu suddenly stopped in front of the statue and quickly turned around and knelt down to the statue.

The face exudes piety, as if the statue in front of him has some kind of convincing energy.

The whole worship process did not last very long, and soon stood up at dusk.

In the process of the evening worship, Yang Qian was just watching silently and looking at the statue with his divine consciousness. However, to Yang Qian's surprise, his divine consciousness could not penetrate.

"This is the statue of our ancestors. It was he who led many of our people here at the beginning." Maybe he was puzzled, or maybe he just wanted to say it. Just when Yang Qian wanted to observe further, the twilight not far away suddenly said.

"Your ancestors?" Listening to the evening's words, Yang Qian was also relieved.

In the hall of the square, Yang Qian found a statue of a unicorn, and he heard that they believed in the unicorn, so Yang Qian also thought about the appearance of the unicorn statue. At this time, it was not the unicorn but other demons who sacrificed in the altar. If the statue was really the ancestor of the twilight, everything would be impossible. It's gone.

"Brother, I'm just curious. At that time, there were many monks in your demon alliance. Why is there only such a statue and no other statue?" Yang Qian continued to ask.

"Ha ha, the Yang brothers didn't know anything. At that time, there were four leaders who resisted the demon alliance, but one of them was killed in the war, and the other three were also seriously injured. They had no choice but to retreat with their respective clans. I also mentioned it to the Yang brothers before, but on their way back, they were mysterious. The resistance of the forces was finally cursed, but they also saw the battle before being cursed. During the battle, they thought that the ancestors stopped the footsteps of the monks at the cost of their lives, and finally made us escape!" It's like telling an ordinary thing. At this time, the twilight expression is very indifferent, but Yang Qian can still feel the deep killing.

Quiet! Yang Qian had no choice but to be quiet at this time. Yang Qian could imagine the battle situation at that time. Desperation in hope was the saddest thing, and the ancestor used his death to win the last life for his people. Such a plot is heart-bomble.

"Real warriors dare to face it. Whether there is a storm ahead or a thousand-edged lonely mountain, they dare to challenge everything!" Listening to the evening's words, Yang Qian couldn't help sighing.

"Do you dare to face it? Yes, after the ancestors escaped, because of the curse, it restricted the cultivation of our whole clan. At that time, except for the remaining two ancestors, there was not even a monk who survived the disaster period!" Mu continued with a wry smile.

At this time, Yang Qian fell into deep puzzlement. According to Mu, once the disaster comes, the curse will be triggered, which is a must-death thing, but as far as Yang Qian knows, Mu and the half-demon bloodline and the big snake are all the cultivation of the disaster period. What will it be okay?

"After that, the ancestors also found a problem, so they finally suppressed the power of the curse with their own blood, but they still failed for various reasons, but they finally suppressed the time of the curse two heavenly disasters. It is strange to say that since then, we can all have the first disaster and the second day. It's enough to get through safely, but the last disaster can't be passed anyway. At the same time, in order to save the clan, the two ancestors and the power of those bloodlines have finally come out of a peak monk, and that monk is the statue you see in front of you!" Mu continued.

"What, is there such a thing?" Listening to Mu's words, Yang Qian was also shocked. Isn't this a direct creation of people?

"Of course, the two ancestors poured their blood into this statue. Because the statue has no life, it will not lead to natural disaster, so this statue has become the guardian here!" Mu continued.

Listening to the evening's words, Yang Qian also had to look at the statue again. This thing was actually injected with the blood of two powerful demons. How strong should its combat effectiveness be? Nine disasters and scattered immortals? Or a fairy?

However, this is not the time for Yang Qian to think about this, because the transmission array has been opened again at this time