"Stop looking, what's good about it? Let's go in and see if there are any treasures." Xiao Jin came to Wang An and looked at the couplets at the door in a daze, and directly urged.

When Wang An entered the temple, he saw a huge incense burning in the middle of the temple, with blazing fires burning inside. There were countless shrines of different sizes in the front of the hall, but there were no spiritual cards, nor any statues of gods, which were very strange.

In front of the shrine was a jade slip, and a bow and arrow. The bow and quiver-shaped body are very thick and thick. The bow is one foot long. This arrow is not so much an arrow as a gun.

I saw countless patterns carved around the temple, including giants bending their bows and archery, the sun falling, and a giant bird of flames of thousands of feet large fighting fiercely with humans...

These patterns are rough and simple, but a bloody and fierce aura hits the face.

The humans in the pattern seem to have wings behind them and have strange flame marks on their foreheads.

"This...why is this like the ancient race recorded in the Shennong inheritance? Is this also a heritage originating from the wilderness era?" Seeing the pattern of the wall, Wang An had countless doubts on his face.

"My younger generation Wang An met with his senior and entered here rashly. I hope to forgive him."

Although there was no one in the shrine in front of him, Wang An pondered for a moment, but suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed three times.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger here, Wang An began to get closer to the jade slip and bow and arrow.

Wang An and Xiao Jin did not notice it. Just as Wang An was kneeling on the ground to worship, the flames in the incense burner of the temple flashed strangely.

"The ancient race is a great race, this temple enshrines the sunset bows and time arrows that descendants shot down nine suns..." After reading this jade slip, Wang An exclaimed in shock.

It turns out that this is actually the ancestral hall of the great tribe of the wilderness era. This sunset bow and time arrow are the supreme treasure that shot nine suns in ancient times.

The reason why this temple is so full of flames is said to be because the nine suns that were shot down fell here. There are still nine suns that were refined into nine sun true cores. Once sacrificed, they can burn the sky and boil the sea, destroy the sky and the earth, and are extremely powerful.

These nine true cores are now in the incense burner in the middle of the hall. After so many years of sacrifice, there is still a fire inside. In addition to the huge power of these nine true cores, there is also a treasure that makes Wang An happy inside.

It turned out that there was a fire in the incense burner. This is the Fusang divine fire, which comes from the legendary sacred tree Fusang. It is said that the sun was born from the Fusang tree, and only the spiritual fire on the sacred tree can forge the sun.

"Hahaha, this is a great opportunity!"

Wang An trembled all over excitedly and laughed deafeningly!

The next moment he grabbed the sunset bow on the divine platform, and then Wang An's face changed drastically. He found that the bow was extremely heavy and heavy.

"Hao!"

Wang An shouted loudly, and a silver light flowed on his body, but the bow did not move at all, and was not pulled away by Wang An at all.

The next moment, Wang An thought of it, and the ancestor witch Chaos Art was activated, and his arms emitted a faint silver light. When he pulled it hard, the bow and arrow remained motionless.

"It's all weird." Wang An picked up the time arrow again and found that the arrow was also very heavy. With a swept of his spiritual sense, he could not feel anything strange at all.

A bow and an arrow seemed to have become a waste in Wang An's hands, and he could neither recognize his master nor use it.

"It seems that it is still unavailable now." Wang An looked at the bow and arrow with some regret.

Time arrow, one arrow, time goes against the current, time stops; the sunset bow, one arrow shoots the sunset, Wang An cannot exert the power recorded in the jade slip.

A piece called Supreme Spiritual Art is also recorded in the jade slip. Wang An checked it and also recorded a very unique spiritual eye technique: Golden Crow Eye.

After practicing this golden crow eye, you can break through all worlds at one glance and avoid all evil spirits. This is a very terrifying technique of spiritual eye.

After Wang An put away the bow and arrow, he then looked at the incense burner in the middle of the hall.

The incense burner is about three feet high and more than one meter wide. It has various strange patterns engraved on the front and back. It can withstand the burning of the Fusang divine fire for so many years. It is probably not an ordinary thing.

"Boom!"

When Wang An's spiritual sense swept into the incense burner, a flame soared into the sky, and a wisp of flame rushed three feet high.

Wang An felt a sharp pain in his spiritual sense and was immediately bounced back, and his spiritual sense could not enter the incense burner at all.

"Is it that the Fusang Divine Fire has produced spiritual intelligence?" Wang An seemed to think of some possibility and suddenly felt happy.

"Hmph, I'm not that I can't subdue you." Wang An sneered.

The next moment, I saw a light silver light emitting from my arms, and my arms suddenly stretched and directly penetrated into the incense burner.

"Boom!"

A purple flame as big as a fist shot out, and it floated and directly suspended above the incense burner.

Wang An's arms were burned black at this moment and were burned in an instant.

"You are the Fusang Divine Fire?" Wang An stared at the purple flame in the air with an unexpected look on his face.

He could vaguely feel a faint spiritual intelligence and a very angry feeling in the flame.

"Haha, little guy, follow me in the future, I will definitely not treat you badly." Wang An smiled slightly, swept his spiritual sense over, and released his kindness.

"call out!"

The next moment, the flame flashed and appeared directly in front of Wang An. Wang An was surprised and rushed into Wang An's body strangely.

It was almost time to go, and Wang An's fundamental power of resistance suddenly penetrated the silver protective energy outside Wang An's body and directly entered Wang An's body.

"Ah... Damn, why is this happening?"

The Fusang Divine Fire rushed straight into Wang An's body, and it seemed to burn in his body, and the scorching pain made Wang An roll on the ground and let out a shrill roar in his mouth.

"Wang An, how are you doing, Wang An?"

Xiao Jin, who was floating in the air, was frightened by this scene. A sudden ray of spiritual light appeared on Wang An on his body. The next moment, Xiao Jin's eyes showed a look of fear in his humane eyes.

"It's over, this terrible fire has entered his body, and his meridians have begun to burn." Xiao Jin looked at Wang An anxiously.

At this moment, Wang An's whole body turned red, and terrifying waves of heat were emitted around him, and countless terrifying flames kept rolling on Wang An's body.

The skin quickly cracked, and a trace of red and black blood began to seep out from all directions.

If there were strange people present, you would definitely see the Chaos Art of the Ancestral Witch in Wang An's body constantly circulating, and purple flames were burning everywhere in his body. Only the clear meridians were still resisting hard, and the Fusang divine fire kept wandering, and suddenly headed straight for Wang An's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Buzz!"

A mysterious and vast aura enveloped Wang An's sea of ​​consciousness and directly prevented the invasion of the Fusang Divine Fire.

The Fusang Divine Fire seemed very angry and kept flowing in Wang An's body.

"Ahhhhhh... come out!"

Wang An's body was cracked, blood was splattering, flames lingered on his face, ferocious, his eyes wide open, blue veins exposed, and in great pain.

The pain penetrates deep into the bone marrow and can make people feel unconscious at any time.

However, the Fusang divine fire is very spiritual and very strong. He is afraid of Wang An's spiritual consciousness at all, wandering around Wang An's body like a swimming fish.

"No, how could I give up? I still have to go back to Tianhuozhou, become an immortal, and live with heaven and earth."

Wang An was confused and bit his tongue hard, causing a shock to startle.

At this moment, a trace of flame began to appear in Wang An's meridians, and it seemed that the meridians would burn like muscles in the next moment.

At this moment, Wang An felt that his consciousness had begun to blur, and he seemed to be unable to feel the pain. He could see himself shrouded in a purple flame.

“Buzz!”

At this time, a little mysterious blood in Wang An's body suddenly appeared in his dantian. As soon as this blood appeared, the ancestor witch Chaos Art ran faster, and golden lights emanated from the blood, and countless Buddhist songs were transmitted from the liquid, and those Buddhist songs were ancient and desolate.

Immediately afterwards, the blood gradually melted into Wang An's body, and a sacred, powerful, domineering, and wilderness aura soared into the sky.

As the blood trembled, the Fusang Divine Fire felt a huge pressure, and in this moment it was about to fly out of Wang An's body.

However, it was already late at this time. I saw the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower in Wang An’s sea of ​​consciousness circulating slightly, and a touch of eight-colored divine light directly enveloped him.

At this moment, under the pressure of the Fusang Divine Fire, Pangu's essence and blood, and the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower, took action collectively at the same time.

Wang An was delighted, and a divine mark was directly penetrated into the Fusang God Fire.

"call out!"

With Xiao Jin's face of surprise, Fusang Divine Fire fled back to the incense burner in panic.

Wang An still exuded a wild aura, and the blood of the ancestor witch in his body improved and melted with him. The bloodline aura on his body became more and more intense, and he could only vaguely raise one inch higher.

"This is this breath, it's so mysterious."

Xiao Jin looked at Wang An from the side, his little eyes rolled. He was afraid of this mysterious aura outside the Eight Desolation Tower that he was afraid of Wang An.

This time, under the stimulation of the Fusang Divine Fire, Wang An became a blessing in disguise. Not only did he temper his life and death, but he also inspired the essence and blood of the ancestor witch on the brink of life and death.

Originally, he thought he would really not be able to achieve the body of an ancestor witch in his life. At this moment, he once again fused one-third of the essence and blood of the ancestor witch temple. Now he has fused two-thirds of the inherited essence and blood.

"Haha, I'm so lucky this time. It seems that I can merge the blood of this ancestor witch without waiting for the world tree." Wang An suddenly opened his eyes.

It was really lucky not to ask Wang An to burn the Fusang divine fire again. He didn't dare to think about it at all. If the ancestor witch's essence and blood did not appear again at the critical moment, this time he might have died.

A faint silver flashed around him, and the burning traces were clear at this moment, and the bloody aura on his body became even stronger.

With a thought, I found that the operation of the Ancestral Witch Chaos Art was even more circulating.

At this time, Wang An unexpectedly discovered that he had actually entered the seventh floor of foundation building!
Chapter completed!