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Chapter 938 Slaughter Garden 11

The golden light shone brightly in the sky before the gate, and suddenly turned into a huge monument in the horrified eyes of everyone.

On this giant monument, an unrivaled aura instantly enveloped a hundred miles apart, and in the light, all living beings shivered.

Including all the foundation-building monks present, those geniuses were no exception, and only some of the big men looked as usual.

This monument is like a huge hill, thousands of tall. In front of him, the monk was so small.

"This...is this..."

“The legendary…”

"The Immortal Sacrifice Monument?"

Everyone was talking about it and felt his supreme majesty.

Buzz...

“Look…”

"There are words......"

The next moment, a loud sound of chanting scriptures faintly came from the giant monument;

"Whether the heaven and earth are still full of things? They are empty and unyielding, and they move more and more. It is better to keep the center than to talk too much and lose more..."

It is like millions of people gathering together to shock everyone's heart.

At this moment, this giant monument is so sacred, and the world is so peaceful.

"When the sun rises tomorrow, the secret realm of slaughter will open!"

I don’t know where the sound comes from, but there is no doubt that this sound is the owner of this giant monument.

The giant monument stood there like this, and the soft light made people feel a sense of gentleness.

Many people flocked to each other, and Yang Chen didn't understand what these people were doing, but soon after he understood that these people were going to look at the list.

Each of the names above is a legend. Of course, after knowing that these people were looking at the list, Yang Chen became bored.

Only those who are alive are qualified to have a place on this immortal sacrifice monument. The names of the dead will only disappear forever.

While these people were talking, one of them suddenly changed, and the shocking momentum burst out without reservation.

Everyone was confused by this moment and looked over. A monk standing in the air was staring at a name on the giant monument.

"No... impossible, it's obviously... too good... hahaha... too good..."

Somewhat crazy, he didn't believe in everything he saw. This name, to him, means extraordinary significance and is better than anything else in time.

"Rong Yin?"

"What's he going crazy?"

“Look…Look…”

"Rong...beautiful?"

"No...no...dead?"

"Five...fifty years..."

"In the secret realm?"

This discovery shocked everyone. No one has ever been able to stay in the secret realm for fifty years without dying. More importantly, the last time the secret realm was closed, Rong Qingcheng's name had disappeared.

But now it appears again, what's going on? Is it a duplicate name?

No, no one has entered their information on the Immortal Sacrifice Monument yet, absolutely not.

Rong Yin was excitedly approaching the immortal sacrifice monument step by step. He wanted to see if this was true. He couldn't wait to save his daughter.

But just as he approached the immortal sacrifice monument, a ray of light suddenly emitted from the immortal sacrifice monument and shot towards him.

He was immersed in excitement. When the light came, he hurriedly blocked his sword.

Boom...

He was lifted away by this light and retreated a thousand feet before he stopped;

"who……?"

"Rong Yin, don't be presumptuous. Even if your daughter is still alive, she is still in the secret realm and not on the monument."

The voice was extremely loud, but it could be heard that his tone was not dissipated.

But when Rong Yin heard this voice, he became even more angry, his eyes turned to the void, and he asked with a sword.

"You knew it, why didn't you say it?"

However, there was no answer this time, the voice disappeared, and I waited for a long time but I didn't get an answer.

Rong Yin roared to the sky, tears flowing with his eyes. In whose hands, people at their level naturally knew that they were the guardian of a country and the Dharma Saint.

But they also knew that the owner of this giant monument was no longer here, but in the capital.

...

In the Changsheng Palace in the capital, an old man opened his eyes slightly, and two rays of light flashed away like lightning in the night.

"Is it your plan or Qingcheng really okay? Is this Changsheng Palace brand also ready to be taken off?"

It seemed as if muttering to himself, but it seemed to be pointing out.

...

And deep in a palace, a figure was about to look at the fog outside the city, the gate standing in the void, and the monument;

A gloomy and terrifying look appeared;

"This immortal sacrifice monument has never really belonged to me, and I don't want to wait any longer."

He opened a bamboo roll in his hand and stared at the lines of names on it;

"You guys, don't let me down, otherwise..."

Wang Kai, Chen Bingsen, Liu Zhihua, Qiu Xiaochi, Cheng Liucheng...

This time, he has been secretly operating for more than ten years. He doesn't know whether he can find the answer he wants.

However, this was his last chance, and he could not wait for the next fifty years.

After he pondered, the news came from behind;

"Sir, Your Majesty is here!"

Hearing this sound, his gloomy face changed without a trace, and he looked so approachable, slowly turning around, looking at people with this seemingly transcendent worldly side.

"Sir, how are you doing lately?"

As the lord of a country, Wu Jingtian was so respectful at this time. Although he did not salute, his attitude was indeed correct.

"It's okay, you're here so good. Canglan has heard news, please take a look..."

When Wu Jingtian heard this, his brow frowned slightly. At this critical moment, he did not mention the secret realm with the Fa Sheng, but mentioned the Canglan. It seemed that this matter was quite serious. He had a very bad premonition that the storm was about to come.

"Also, be careful on the Rong family."

"Um?"

Wu Jingtian was no other than the shock and doubt in his heart.

Sure enough, this is the prelude to the storm.

...

Everyone knows what will happen next. At this time, a large number of monks gathered, because the war of killing has arrived.
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