"This is..." Ye Qingyu was slightly stunned.

Seven Killing Monument!

This is the legendary Seven Killing Monument.

I have heard from the two old men, the God of Medicine and the God of Pills, that there is a Seven Killing Monument in the Palace of Light.

The existence who founded the Hall of Light, once erected such a sword monument in the Hall of Light, and the owner's power to suppress ghosts, gods and demons.

It should be the sword monument in front of me.

Is there any power to suppress ghosts, gods and demons?

I didn't seem to sense it.

There was no energy fluctuation around the sword monument.

Apart from the handwriting, there seems to be no mystery like rune formations.

Could it be that outsiders spread rumors?

Ye Qingyu looked up at the words on the stone tablet, staring at the rescue, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Changes began to appear.

The handwriting was like a knife cutting an axe, and an iron drawing of silver hook. Each handwriting seemed to be chopped out with a long sword. After a hundred years of time, as time passed, Ye Qingyu could still feel the 21 words, which seemed to be flashing lightning in the sword, as if it was a momentum of gold and iron horses and thousands of blades. At some point, Ye Qingyu suddenly felt that the scenery around him had changed. He was no longer standing in front of the Qisha Monument, but was located in a battlefield with a sea of ​​corpses and blood...

"What's going on?"

Ye Qingyu was shocked.

He shook his head suddenly, activated his spiritual consciousness, strengthened his will, and even used the nameless mind method, but he could not see through the illusion in front of him.

Formation?

Or an illusion?

Just look at the vicissitudes of life and terrible scenes before you—

There are warships and warships covering the sky and the sun in the void, and energy cannons are roaring. One by one, the gods and demons fall like dead leaves in a hurricane. I see corpses and blood on the ground, countless strange race warriors are waving their weapons to fight. Blood gathers together like rivers, rushing and whistling, the sea of ​​bones accumulates like mountains, see ruins and burning flames, see collapsed mountains, see dry oceans, see broken voids, see city and tall buildings flooded by earth fire magma...

The whole world was spinning wildly beside Ye Qingyu.

He saw the scene of the destruction of heaven and earth in the battle between gods and demons.

I saw countless races following gods and demons destruction in the war.

I saw the whole world, like a beautiful sand sculpture, collapsed and withered in such a war.

Ye Qingyu clenched his fists unknowingly.

Seeing countless creatures tragically dying, seeing gods and demons fighting endlessly, seeing the world being destroyed by war, gradually a irresistible murderous intent rose in his heart, a kind of indifference of anger, as if he had been completely ignited by something, wishing he could turn into a ball of world-destroying flames, rolling over, sweeping through the sky, fighting and demons with ferocious faces, allowing these things like creatures to completely disappear from this world...

Ye Qingyu's eyes seemed to be covered by flames.

Then his whole body seemed to turn into a ball of flame.

The wailings and roars of countless creatures came to my ears, gradually moving away...

I don’t know how long it took, but he suddenly woke up.

When I looked around again, all the illusions before disappeared, only a towering sword monument.

When I looked at the twenty-one words on the sword monument, I just felt that the strokes were extremely sharp, but I no longer had the dizziness and hallucination that I had seen before.

"What happened just now?"

Ye Qingyu looked at the Seven Killing Monument again.

Why did that existence erect such a monument?

What I just saw should be the meaning of this sword monument?

When the existence erected this sword monument, these should be the pictures contained in the spiritual will of martial arts.

But in the legend, the existence should be the God of War in the Snow Kingdom. How come the character who was a hundred years ago seems to have experienced the age of gods and demons, and is so angry and hatred towards gods and demons?

Ye Qingyu felt that some things might not be as simple as legends.

After standing in front of the Qikill Monument for a while, Ye Qingyu felt that the hatred and murderous intent that had been filled with his body gradually faded away, and then turned around and continued to walk inside.

Anyway, there is still time in the future, so you can slowly observe the Seven Killing Monument.

After leaving the miniature urn city, it is an open and large square.

In the middle is the main road of chariots and horses that is ten meters wide.

On both sides of the main road are corridors of two rows of statues of the bright armored soldiers. Each statue of the armored soldiers is ten meters high, and is light silver all over, lifelike. They are all held in the chest and are extremely powerful.

Outside the statue of the Arsenal Statue, on the left is the martial arts school ground, and on the right are camps, armorys and other things.

There is an iron-wood fence that separates it from the main road of chariots and horses.

Ye Qingyu slowly walked on the main road of the carriage and horse.

A noise came from my ears.

But there was someone playing in the camp on the right.

It was a group of soldiers in casual clothes, with two burly men, naked with their upper bodies, with their heads on their heads, wide eyes wide open, and wrestling wildly. Nearly a hundred soldiers begged for fun, and there was also a fat man sitting on the stone pier that looked like a meat mountain. He was white and proud, shouting to start the betting and organizing the bet. He was betting on the bet of the two burly men who could win in the wrestling...

"Hahaha, I've betted, I've lost money, I haven't paid this monthly salary yet, I'll owe it first, I'll bet ten ingots of dog-head gold..." The fat man looked crazy and obsessed and said loudly.

Every time he laughed, he could see the fatty flesh under his loose pajama-like robe trembling several times.

"Fatty, why did you get a white strip again? You owe us hundreds of gold invoices of dog-heads. It has been delayed for several months. Why?" Someone shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Just because I am the commander of the Arsenal Battalion, my military rank is higher than you. Hahaha, why don't you accept it?" The fat man shouted arrogantly.

"We all agreed at the beginning that there is no father or son in the gambling situation, so the official position is nothing..." Another big man shouted with a very personality.

The fat man was a little angry, stunned, and then turned around and said, "Duan Tiande, Duan Tiande, don't go to bed all day long, take my general seal..."

After a while, a young soldier yawned out from the big tent behind him. It should be Duan Tiande, who was the fat man's mouth. He was holding a light silver thing in his hand, threw it away and threw it from afar...

The thing drew a silver parabola in the air.

Ye Qingyu saw it clearly, it was an extremely exquisite official seal token.

This sword-shaped official seal token has a very dynamic energy aura. It is obviously not an ordinary thing, and its rank is definitely not low, at least it is also the official position of a second-grade military marquis.

But the fat man, who was like a fat pig, took his head casually without turning his head back, and threw the Guanyin spirit card into the pile of broken silver in front of him, and said loudly: "I'm placing an official seal, how about it? I'm OK this time?"

"Tsk, I'll use this trick every time, I'm afraid of you." The people next to me looked at the fat man with contempt.

far away.

Ye Qingyu stood on the main road and looked for a while, shook his head.

Is this the current military camp of the Light Hall?

The fat man seemed to be the commander of the Army Camp.

The military discipline has become so bad that it seems that the Palace of Light has really declined to a level.

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything, and continued walking inside with the little white rabbit in his arms.

And those soldiers who were addicted to the noisy gambling may have discovered Ye Qingyu's arrival, but perhaps they did not. In short, no one paid attention to Ye Qingyu. When Ye Qingyu continued to walk in, no one stopped him...

At the end of the main carriage road is an interior wall.

The inner wall and the outer wall are basically the same height, and there is a city gate leading to the inner inside. The city gate is larger than the previous East Kill Gate. This is the front Kill Gate among the three Kill Gate in the front, middle and back.

In the past, I don’t know how many powerful sects who were covered in blood for a while were killed in front of the killing gate.

But now, no one is on guard against this famous former monk.

Ye Qingyu entered the former monk and walked in.

In front is the core area of ​​the Palace of Light, which is the area where real masters of the Palace of Light are stationed. It is said that during the heyday of the Heyday, there were hundreds of powerful people in this area, and dozens of powerful people in the Heaven Realm. It can be called a terrifying force, but now...

Ye Qingyu walked along the way and saw only a few dry giant trees and yellowed grasslands.

Some camps that may have been stationed with top-level powerhouses collapsed and destroyed in the wind and rain. The weapons frames that may have been shining in the past are now mottled and rusty, a disrepaired arena, and rune formations that have dissipated energy...

If the area outside the former monk just now could feel a little vitality because of the existence of those scattered soldiers, then this area would be a dead place, declining and dilapidated, and even a sparrow could not be seen.

Although he had been mentally prepared before, Ye Qingyu still did not expect that the Palace of Light would really decline to this extent.

Such combat power and atmosphere are not even as good as the deployment of a inferior guerrilla general in Youyan Guanzhong.

"The past romantic life was blown away by the rain and wind. It seems that if this Temple of Light wants to rise again, everything has to be rebuilt. As the Lord of Light, I have only obtained an empty shell... It's just that His Royal Highness has abandoned such a lot of effort and pushed me to the position of Lord of Light. What is the purpose of? If it is to support my confidant... I have never seen His Royal Highness the Prince so far, so he is so sure that I will really serve him wholeheartedly?"

Ye Qingyu walked in as if he was thinking.

There is another inner wall in front of it.

In the center of the inner wall is the central killing door.

The reputation of Zhongshamen is even more prosperous than that of the former monks.

Those who were killed here were all sect giants and monsters at the sect leader level.

But now there is no difference between the middle killing gate and the front killing gate. It is in rags, no one guards, and dead leaves are flying...
To be continued...