Yin Zhong successfully killed Guan Chen, the current generation of Buddhist disciple of Huasheng Temple. Just as he was about to attack other people, the giant palace suspended in the sky released a dazzling light.

"The Palace of the God King is open?"

Yu Siqi looked at the suspended palace above her head with a look of surprise, but her emotions quickly calmed down. She glanced at Yin Zhong, Yang Wunian and the others, then she jumped up and rushed into the guiding light column that was shooting down from above her head.

"Oh no! This witch entered the palace ahead of time." Shanyuan of Changsheng Temple shouted as soon as he saw Yu Siqi jumping into the guiding light.

They are from the "Cangqing World". Although they fight side by side here, their relationship with each other is not friends, but hostile competitors.

They knew very well that the control of the ancient city should be within the Hanging Palace.

They are not weak.

If you are not a weak person, how can you be willing to entrust your life to others?

Yang Wunian, who saw this scene, cursed angrily: "Short-sighted, fool who can't do anything good but always makes trouble."

From Yang Wunian's perspective, the most correct approach at this time should be to join forces to kill Yin Zhong first, and then they can engage in internal confrontation to decide the final winner.

But Yu Siqi is not stupid. If she continues to stay and fight against Yin Zhong with others, she will just be a high-level cannon fodder.

Even if she won and subdued Yin Zhong, it would not be her turn to get the final benefits, so she didn't even hesitate and directly sold out her comrade.

Her Jishendao was originally a demon sect, and things like being disloyal were commonplace in front of them. Moreover, among the six sons of gods present, she and Guanchen had the weakest cultivation. Guanchen was already dead, and if she didn't run away, she would be a fool.

Yang Wunian looked at Yin Zhong with great reluctance, and then rushed into the guiding light column.

As Yu Siqi was the first to enter the receiving light column, their already loose alliance was declared broken.

Even if Yang Wunian was unwilling, he had no choice but to follow the trend.

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"The Central Temple is open, let's hurry over there immediately!" Zhao Yun said, looking up at the palace in the sky in the distance.

"Yeah!" Wang Ming nodded.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yun immediately summoned the bronze chariot, threw Yin Feng, who had just been rescued, into it, and then shrunk the chariot again, turning it into a small pendant around her waist.

Like Yin Zhong, Yin Feng was teleported directly into the inner city of the ancient city, but Yin Feng's luck was ultimately not as good as her father Yin Zhong's.

She was simply teleported into an ordinary palace, not into the place of inheritance.

The laws of heaven were extracted from her, and her body was extremely weak. After entering the ancient city, she had been in a coma.

Wang Ming and Zhao Yun were very fast and soon arrived under the Hanging Temple. Just as Zhao Yun was about to enter, Wang Ming pulled him back.

"Change your appearance and don't get mobbed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ming had turned into Tong Zhan's appearance. Seeing this, Zhao Yun immediately turned into his good sister Doudou's appearance.

Then he stepped into the guiding light column.

When they walked out of the guiding light column again, they had already arrived at the huge square outside the Hanging Palace.

Looking up, this magnificent Palace of the Gods exudes a desolate and ancient atmosphere everywhere, making people feel as if they have returned to ancient times in an instant. The tall palace gate is engraved with a golden dragon, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

"dragon?"

"Long family! Long Bo! What is the relationship between the two?" Zhao Yun muttered to himself.

Wang Ming glanced at Zhao Yun, then said calmly: "The reliefs on the door are marks left by the ancient dragon god."

"This palace was not built by the power of a single god, but by the combined power of multiple gods. So it's not surprising to see a dragon on it. There's no need to make so many connections."

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Okay then!"

The two of them slowly walked up the stone steps and headed into the temple.

The square outside the entire shrine was extremely empty and deserted, with only the faint sound of the wind and the sound of the two people's footsteps.

The gate of the shrine in front was already wide open, and a brilliant divine light emanated from inside.

The two of them entered the temple cautiously. They were latecomers and had to be on guard against the ambush of the Sons of the God of Origin.

Walk into the palace gate and you will directly appear in the palace hall.

The hall is spacious and bright, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the palace dome and crystals of various shapes placed throughout the palace.

When Wang Ming saw this scene, he thought to himself, "So using crystal stones for lighting is an ancestral tradition!"

The Tong family does not use lamp oil or other lighting, but directly uses blessed crystal stones for lighting. When Wang Ming was hiding in the cave in the alien world, he often used crystal stones as a source of light.

The floor of the palace was paved with a stone that looked like white marble, but was definitely not white marble. Wang Ming tried his best to kick on it but was unable to leave any mark.

Zhao Yun was also shocked when he saw this, and then after careful consideration, he said, "It's so solid, why don't we dig a few pieces and use them as shields?"

Wang Ming was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "These stones are indeed hard, but more importantly, they are connected to the entire Divine Palace formation. Our attacks were dispersed and absorbed by the entire Divine Palace."

"A single stone is not as hard as you might think."

The white marble floor was delicate and smooth, and walking on it made one feel calm in the depths of their hearts. At the same time, they could sense the mighty divine power more clearly.

Needless to say,
This must be caused by the special formation in the white jade floor.

On the palace walls on both sides of the hall, there are paintings of the life story of the God-King and scenes of the God-King fighting with those powerful men.

These paintings are not ordinary paintings. There are powerful divine intentions left on each scroll. If a person with weak mental strength takes a look at them, his mind will be sucked into them and he will experience the battles that the God King once fought.

If one is gifted, he or she may be lucky enough to gain some benefits. If one is gifted, then his or her Tao heart will be shattered and his or her cultivation will not improve but decline.

In the center of the hall stood a long square black table.

Wang Ming didn't care about it at first, but when he accidentally saw a dozen whitish palm prints on the table.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yun asked puzzledly.

Wang Ming gently rubbed the faded area of ​​the black table.

"Isn't it just a table? Why do you have such an expression?" Zhao Yun complained.

Wang Ming smiled and said, “This table should have been used by the Ancient God Sect for meetings.”

"When they were in the meeting, they were really humble, polite and emotionally stable!"

When Zhao Yun heard this, his face suddenly became strange, and then he used all his strength to slap the stone table.

"Snapped!"

"Oh my! What the hell is this table?" Zhao Yun looked at his red palm.

The table was not damaged at all, but she herself was injured by the shock.

"Such a sturdy table has been faded by the beatings. Are those ancient gods holding a meeting or quarreling on this table?" Zhao Yun said speechlessly.

Wang Ming glanced at the front hall of the temple and found no one. He immediately went to the back hall and said, "Put away the table."

Zhao Yun didn't waste any words after hearing this. He put it directly into the storage space. After taking a few steps, he returned and took away all the stools.

The two of them went to the back hall from the left corridor of the front hall.

The hall at the end of the corridor is extraordinary, and the walls are inlaid with gems that emit various energy attributes, reflecting the dazzling divine light, which makes people dizzy and trance-like.

Wang Ming glanced at the back of the hall, where there was a corridor.

"It turns out that this is not the back hall, but the middle hall!" The middle hall of the shrine!

Without a dome above the head, it is like an open-air square.

On the four walls are carved statues of the eight great gods of the inner and outer cities, and in the center of the nave is a huge altar.

The altar has nine floors in total and looks like a pagoda.

The altar was made of piled stones. The mysterious runes on the surface of the altar emitted inexplicable energy fluctuations, which made Wang Ming, who was close to it, feel palpitations.

A beam of divine light shot up into the sky from the top of the altar.

Wang Ming only then understood that the huge stone-like statue on the top of the temple was actually not made of stone, but a kind of materialized energy.

"I think this statue should be the god king of the "Water Moon World." Wang Ming thought to himself.

He did not approach the altar of the idol immediately.

because……

There are other people ahead of Wang Ming.

All the Sons of God who had entered the Divine Palace with Wang Ming and others were gathered here.

They started a chaotic fight after entering the ancient city.

At the same time, because of Yin Zhong, they sometimes stabbed each other in the back, and sometimes cooperated with each other to fight against Yin Zhong.

It can be said that it is a mess.

"Look, there is a piece of text floating in the air above the altar. What is written on it?" Zhao Yun pointed at the golden text floating above the altar.

Wang Mingshuan looked over and found that the text was not in the language of any race that Wang Ming knew.

He speculated that this should be a sacred text from ancient times that had been lost to later generations.

Wang Ming didn't know what the words meant, but he could understand the meaning of the spiritual power emanating from the words.

"That sentence means to ascend the altar and inherit everything he has."

Hearing this, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with greed, but she quickly suppressed her emotions and did not let greed consume her.

Wang Ming noticed the change in Zhao Yun's mood, and nodded in his heart: "Zhao Yun has indeed grown a lot in these years in the time loop."

Zhao Yun asked questions all the way and looked like a stupid newbie. In fact, it was just her previous environment that limited her knowledge.

Smart people will always ask questions, while people who think they are smart will just pretend to know things when they don't.

If you don't ask now, you will still not understand in the future.

Zhao Yun showed a look of understanding: "No wonder they fought so fiercely."

Each of the Son of God of Origin wants to be the first to step onto the altar of the God King.

No one wants to entrust life and death to others and then pray for the other person's kindness so that they can spare their life.

You have to rely on yourself as a person!!!
This is a truth that every strong person understands, and it is also the principle they follow throughout their lives.

After the Son of Origin entered the Palace of the God King, he no longer hid his cards at all. He suppressed his own potential and fought with others regardless of the cost.

For a moment, even someone as strong as Yin Zhong couldn't hold on any longer.

There is a saying that goes, "One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat."

Their alliance seemed powerful at first, but they all had their own plans and were unwilling to fight to the death. The threat to Yin Zhong was not as great as it is now.

Behind every Son of God of Origin there is a Daluo-level ancestor, and their Taoist tradition has been passed down for countless years.

There is no shortage of various secret methods and unique skills, it’s just a matter of whether they are worth using.

With the God King's legacy before them, how could they suppress their greed? Their minds were completely dominated by desire, and they only wanted to obtain the God King's legacy.

After all, they are just monks who are only a hundred years old.

Even though the origin forces paid attention to cultivating their character, they only cultivated them to the point where they were strong enough to control the power of the gods.

According to the script of the Supreme Divine Court, they duel in the wilderness, and after the last three [Dao Flowers] appear, they should return to their own world.

As a result, they were forced into the ancient city.

Yin Zhong also spotted Wang Ming and Zhao Yun at this time, and immediately shouted, "Tong Zhan! Come and help me fight these invaders."

"Don't you like snow?"

"Tianxue was killed by these guys, why don't you come and avenge her."

Upon hearing this, the Sons of God of Origin's hearts beat wildly and they immediately looked at Wang Ming and Zhao Yun. Now their faces were those of Tong Zhan and Dou Dou.

The eldest brother Shan Yuan from Changsheng Temple said, "Junior brother Tong Zhan! Why don't you come and help me?"

Yu Siqi said: "Tong Zhan, if you don't want your Tong family to die out, don't interfere."

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "How long are you going to keep lying?"

"You simply don't have the ability to extradite too many people out of the territory."

"And those members of the Tong family, I'm afraid they have already been eaten by you!"

Before, Tong Zhan thought that he could save his people by seeking refuge in the outside world, but after a series of events, he realized that it was just wishful thinking.

"Hahaha!!"

"Tong Zhan, come and help me defeat the enemy." Yin Zhong laughed loudly.

Wang Ming and Zhao Yun looked at each other.

They had already made a plan and naturally would not climb up the altar of the God King. They immediately rushed towards Yin Zhong.

"Yin Zhong!"

"We will help you stop these guys, and you should go to the altar of the God King to obtain the inheritance." Wang Ming said.

Yin Zhong was overjoyed: "Hahaha!! It seems I was wrong about you before."

The next moment, Yin Zhongzhen rushed towards the altar of the God King.

How could the Son of Origin God be incapable of this? His eyes turned red, and he squeezed out all his strength, wanting to kill Wang Ming and Zhao Yun.

But Wang Ming and Zhao Yun are like reefs on the sea. No matter how fierce the wind and waves are, they remain motionless!

Yang Wunian was very anxious and gritted his teeth and said, "If Yin Zhong obtains the inheritance, none of us will survive."

"We can't afford to be scattered at this time."

"Let one person go and grab the inheritance of the Divine King, and the others stay behind to stop Tong Zhan and the others."

Yu Siqi said disdainfully: "You think you are the one who stole the inheritance of the God King?"

Yang Wunian's face darkened, and he suppressed his emotions and said, "I recommend the Saint to go." (End of this chapter)