Fantasy: I made up the mythical age

It's horrible!

Su Rou looked at the hideous black palm, as if her whole heart was tightly gripped.

If this ancestral witch is really as powerful as the mural depicts, I'm afraid that no one in the entire Southern Regions will be his opponent.

No, even the entire Eastern Wilderness will be destroyed in his hands.

At least Su Rou hadn't heard of any strong man in the Eastern Wilderness who could swing thunder and lightning as thick as a mountain with his hands.

Not to mention that the corpse can also control the wind and rainstorm, and can flood millions of miles of plains in a single thought, this kind of power has reached a level that heaven and earth can hardly bear.

The corpse of the ancestor from a long time ago is not dead, and is reuniting in the flesh, ready to break the seal.

This is undoubtedly a big news, which will bring great changes to the entire Eastern Wilderness and the Immortal Xuan World.

Is she going to get the word out?

Even if she said it, who would believe it?

Just as Su Rou hesitated, the black palm slowly stretched out, covering the stone wall in front of her.

Then in Su Rou's shocked eyes, a line of big characters gradually formed, "Are you a human race?"

Su Rou was taken aback, this black palm painted on the stone wall turned out to be alive and could write!

Although these words look different from now, Su Rou can still vaguely see them, and they are very ancient words.

It was much more complicated than the current text, but the basic framework was similar, and she could still barely make out it.

Su Rou was extremely shocked, and hurriedly bowed: "Su Rou, the junior of the human race, see the predecessor of the corpse. "

She felt that the only person who could talk to her here was the sealed corpse.

It's just that if that's the case, then it's terrifying, and it means that the corpse has recovered to a fairly powerful level, strong enough to ignore the seal and communicate with the outside world.

At the same time, she was a little puzzled by the fact that the corpse was proficient in this kind of writing.

This ancient script is only more than 100,000 years old.

Could it be that this ancestral witch is not as old and old as he imagined?

"Are there still witches in this world?"

The venom on the stone wall changed, forming another line of words.

Obviously, he could understand everything Su Rou said.

And it can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the identity of the ancestral witch and the corpse.

Su Rou endured the violent heartbeat and said carefully: "Back to the words of the predecessors, the Eastern Wilderness has never heard of the Wu Clan. However, the little girl is just a mortal, and she doesn't know a lot of things, and in addition to the Eastern Wilderness Continent, there are also Western Desert, Zhongzhou and other continents, and she rarely communicates with the Eastern Wilderness, maybe there are seniors there. "

She didn't dare to say that there was no witch clan in this world, for fear of angering the ancestor of the witch clan.

The venom on the stone wall was not flowing, and it seemed that the corpse was digesting the news.

Just when Su Rou thought he wouldn't speak anymore, the venom flowed again, "Are you willing to inherit my witch inheritance?"

Witch heritage?

Could it be that this ancestral witch wants to accept apprentices than corpses?

Su Rou was nervous and excited, and hurriedly said, "The little girl is willing, I don't know what the seniors want?"

"Get stronger, pull out the Witch Slayer Sword. "

Venom turned into a line of text again.

Even with Su Rou's gentle and watery temperament, she wanted to scold angrily when she saw this sentence.

Most of the witch-slaying slaying sword that the corpse said was the crimson divine sword that was refined from the souls of hundreds of millions of people.

That's the use of the demon clan's supreme refining method.

Not to mention her, even if the top power of the Eastern Wilderness comes, she may not be able to pull it out.

"Extravagant corpse seniors, juniors are just ordinary weak women, barely living in the world, how can I become stronger, why don't my seniors give me some inheritance first?"

Su Rou could only patiently explain to the corpse.

"With the witch-slaying sword suppression, my supernatural powers cannot be inherited. "

Another line of handwriting appeared on the stone wall, followed by a second line, "You go forward, there is an ancient scripture there." Practice this ancient scripture to the fullest, and with your human bloodline, you should be able to raise the witch-slaying sword by an inch, and then I will be able to manifest my supernatural powers. "

At the end of this line, all the venom melted away, turning into a black palm again.

Su Rou was overjoyed and hurriedly continued to move forward.

She didn't go far before she found a corpse that had been corroded to black ash.

It can be vaguely recognized as a Terran.

"Looks like there's a vellum paper?"

Su Rou keenly found the half-soaked animal skin paper and picked it up.

Doom and Poison Sutra!

Four big characters come into view.

The writing on this parchment, like the previous inscription on the wall of the corpse, is from about 100,000 years ago.

This made Su Rou speculate that the corpse of Haobi was probably robbed of something from the owner of this corpse, and he was proficient in the writing of 100,000 years ago.

But for her, these are the details, and the ancient scriptures are the most important.

As far as she knew, all the exercises that could be called the ancient scriptures were all at the level of the world, and they could be cultivated to an extremely high level.

Basically, only the major holy places will have it.

This is also the fundamental reason why the strong people in the Holy Land are frequent, and it is difficult for them to get out of the way.

The exercises cultivated by both sides are not of the same level.

But as Su Rou continued to read, her expression slowly changed.

From joy to solemnity, until the heart is completely chilled.

Because she found that this was a complete poison scripture, a poison scripture that could make people cultivate into a supreme calamity poison body.

In terms of grade, it is almost comparable to the Great Emperor Dao Tong.

Cultivating to the realm of Dacheng can directly cross the Tribulation Dao Emperor, and even the power is even more than the ordinary Great Emperor Ancient Scriptures.

However, it is very different from the orthodox cultivation method, it does not cultivate the vitality, but focuses on refining the poisonous body, which is similar to the power of the ancient era that specialized in cultivating the secret realm of the physical body.

It is also different from the orthodox cultivation method that it is very easy to cultivate the Poison Sutra to improve the realm, as long as you keep swallowing poisonous substances.

Poison gas, venom, poison pill...... All toxic substances can be converted into pure energy for refining poisons.

The more toxic it is, the better it will improve your physique.

If you keep swallowing poisonous substances, your cultivation speed will be hundreds of times faster than that of the orthodox cultivation method.

But the risks associated with this are also enormous.

Those poisonous gases were imprisoned in the body, and the faster the cultivation speed, the more they accumulated.

Once it can't be suppressed, it will all burst out.

In the lightest, the poisonous gas will be eaten and seriously injured, and the worst will explode directly and die.

Su Rou expected that this dry bone from 100,000 years ago was the cultivator of the "Doom and Poison Sutra".

In the end, he failed to resist the poisonous gas and died miserably in the cave.

The most important thing is that if she chooses to cultivate the Doom Poison Sutra, it means that she will completely cut off the path of an alchemist.

Her dreams from childhood to adulthood will be completely shattered.

Su Rou held the "Doom and Poison Sutra" in one hand and the jade box containing the Amethyst Dragon's Blood Zhi in the other, completely in a dilemma.

It is to choose the "Poison Sutra" and embark on a road full of thorns for the strong.

still chose to use Amethyst Dragon Blood Mushroom to wash away the poisonous gas on his body, and continued to pursue the long-held dream of an alchemist.

Su Rou didn't know what to do at all.

If it was placed before going to the Holy Capital, she would definitely choose Amethyst Dragon Blood Zhi without hesitation.

But the trip to Shengdu has changed many of her concepts.

"Even if you don't have a poison body, your talent for alchemy is very poor, even if you barely become an alchemist, you will stop at the first-grade realm for the rest of your life and will not be able to improve. "

The words of Zhang Yuan of the Alchemist Guild are still in my ears.

Does she really want to give up the opportunity to become the emperor for an illusory dream, and give up the opportunity to inherit the ancestral witch and the corpse Dao system?

Is an alchemist who may only be able to linger in the realm of a grade forever really worth it?

The balance in Su Rou's heart was slowly shifting.

The jade hand holding the "Doom and Poison Sutra" couldn't stop trembling.