The underground palace finally quieted down.

The swordsmen looked at the hammer in Li Jianxian's hand, and then looked at the 'rice cake' not far away, and their tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

This damn sense of security.

"Is this human-faced bat yours, old Bai Zhan?"

Li Mo looked at the swordsmen for a moment and found that most of them just had disordered breath and pale faces.

Only Bai Jinghong's face was green, and blood was oozing from his chest, looking miserable.

"Slightly out...yue~~"

Bai Jinghong stood up and raised his chin slightly, not wanting to lose the momentum of a cool swordsman, but before he finished pretending, he triggered the poison gas and bent over to spit out a rainbow.

He vomited out all the bitter bile.

After vomiting, he stood up again, with tears and snot all over his face. He could hardly stand, but he said calmly:

"It was just a slight attack."

Li Mo: "..."

It shouldn't be a big problem if it's just the mouth that's hard, as long as the whole body is not hard.

He took out the detoxification pills and healing medicines from the system space and distributed them to the swordsmen:

"Take the Seven-Pattern Anti-Darkness Pill first, then apply it externally and take the Hundred Flowers Condensation Paste internally."

Cao Mu put away the pills given by Li Mo. His injuries and poisoning were not serious, so he should save money and spend money.

He is really rich... He took out this life-saving pill like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Where are the elders?"

"There is a maze in this underground palace, and we got separated from the elders."

Wu Chushu took the medicine bottle and glanced at Li Mo and Ying Bing, feeling mixed emotions.

When they met again, he was ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon List.

There were so many of them and they were in such a mess, but he didn't even get his clothes dirty, and he was strolling leisurely like he was out for an outing.

The difference between people is sometimes greater than that between people and dogs.

"He's been shown to be a god again, and again..."

"What are you mumbling about, Old Wu?" Li Mo was puzzled.

"Thank you for your pill!!"

"Thank you, so why are you yelling so loudly..."

Li Mo pinched his ears.

"Brother Li, what are these?"

"Tomb guardian beasts are all nourished by the spirit and yin energy of the underground."

As Li Mo explained, he couldn't help but think of the scene just now.

It's the black Nian beast again.

And... why does it know Bing Tuozi?

While thinking, Tian Miao's voice came from not far away:

"Come quickly, there are new discoveries here!"

"I'll go and take a look." Li Mo and the three heroes of Hengyun said, and then led Bingtuozi to Tian Miao.

Bai Jinghong, Wu Chushu, and Cao Mu watched their backs in the light go away, and the darkness around them suddenly became deeper.

They looked at each other and swallowed their saliva at the same time.

When Li Mo was there, it seemed that there was an invisible wing covering them.

Now it was gone in a snap.

"Let's... go and see it too?" Cao Mu said.

Bai Jinghong raised his chin: "How can I, Bai Jinghong, fall behind others in my life? Let's go!"

Wu Chushu touched his nose: "I have always been interested in archaeology, and I am more curious about what they found."

Cao Mu was speechless: "Don't talk nonsense, they are almost gone."

So, the swordsmen followed closely.

Finally, we reached the end of the underground palace. There were rows of bookshelves, some of which had already decayed and collapsed. The ground was covered with thick ashes, which should be the product of the weathering of book pages. After all, there was no intact book on the shelf.

"This underground palace is a place similar to a library."

"Yeah."

Ying Bing nodded slightly, feeling a little sorry.

Finally, Tian Miao's figure was seen in front of us again. She was standing in front of a huge mural.

The protagonists of the mural were still the nine people who fell from the sky. At this time, they were fighting with their followers and a group of terrifying creatures.

There were giant bulls like mountains, standing on one foot, covered with black scales, and spewing wind and thunder from their nostrils.

Some of them had a body made of raging wind and a head like a lion. Wherever they passed, there was black sand.

There were also strange bodies with dark red scales, winding for thousands of miles. Wherever they passed, everything was dark. Only when they opened their eyes did the sun light up again.

It was just that sun, scarlet and terrifying.

"Are these all... true?"

Wu Chushu couldn't help but be amazed, unable to imagine.

Bai Jinghong, Cao Mu and other swordsmen were at a loss, this was beyond their worldview.

The demon race couldn't be so huge and terrifying.

"As far as I understand, the above content should be like this..."

Tian Miao calmed down the excitement in his tone and told the story.

"It is said that in ancient times, the human race was still extremely weak. At that time, it was still various innate creatures that dominated the world, and the powerful among them were like gods and demons."

"What we are observing isDivine Will, originally humans worshipped their power, imitated and learned from them, and derived from them. "

Li Mo nodded. To this day, Xiangxing Quan is still widely spread and is the mainstream of martial arts.

Later, Wen Dao and Jian Dao appeared. That was probably because the innate creatures had disappeared, and humans derived from their own understanding of heaven and earth.

"So, Jiu Tian killed the gods and demons?"

"Innate creatures cannot be killed."

Tian Miao shook her head and said, "They have merged with the 'Tao'. As long as the 'Tao' between heaven and earth still exists, they will be immortal, but after being reborn, it may not be the original one."

What she meant was that you killed a Ming Jiao that symbolized wind and rain, and the wind and rain are still there, and a new Ming Jiao will still be born, but it will not be the original one.

There are many murals in this underground palace. They walked back with the light and saw new content.

"These should be records of the temporary extinction of innate creatures. "

On the screen, the number of human beings began to increase.

Under the leadership of Jiutian and their followers, the human race prayed to the heaven and earth, and new innate creatures were born.

But the difference this time is that they no longer have the original ferocity and have become the totem of the human race!

"Power of all living things!"

These four words appeared in Li Mo's mind.

"Power of all living things, originally used by Jiutian to control innate creatures, that is, those... shackles of Tao?"

Ying Bing narrowed his icy eyes slightly and looked at Li Mo at the same time.

The two thought of the same thing tacitly.

"Those priests who led the human race to pray to heaven and earth, or some of them, are the predecessors of the Summoning Demon Cult? ”

So the ancestor god of the Summoning Demon Cult is really a Nine Heavens Immortal, at least a few of them.

Dream God...

He can wander in the dreams of thousands of creatures, and he must have played an important role in them.

Everyone in Hengyun Sword City was dumbfounded.

Now the notorious Demon Cult in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths actually has such an origin.

No wonder it has a long history and is still so active today even though it is not tolerated by the Dayu Dynasty.

It turns out that a lean camel is bigger than a horse!

Boom boom——

Suddenly, the entire underground palace shook again at this time, and the movement was earth-shaking.

.....

PS: Xiaopujie's worldview is not grand, but I hope to write a world well and completely, mua mua.

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