The Mightiest Little Peasant

Chapter 3832 Mysterious Nine Colors

The vast land stretches as far as the eye can see.

An ancient, vast aura permeated all directions.

With a casual glance, Tang Hao could see the green ancient trees growing on the earth, the dazzling magical medicine, and the ancient bloodline.

Golden lion, snake, nine-color deer...

These are all quite famous prehistoric bloodlines.

"The outside is in ruins, but here it is intact. It seems that it was not affected by the battle."

He swept all the way towards the temple.

On the way, I didn't find any formations or restrictions, so it went very smoothly.

As for the prehistoric bloodlines below, he would not be discovered even if he restrained his aura.

After a while, he arrived at the temple.

This is a stone palace, the whole body is black, shrouded in a strong dark atmosphere.

"It doesn't look like Yanzu!"

Standing in front of the hall, Tang Hao shook his head slightly after sensing it.

At first, he thought it was Yan Zu.

But now it seems that it is other ancestors who have fallen.

He checked and made sure there was no danger, then stepped inside.

The temple is magnificent and extremely tall. Walking along the passage, there are some complex patterns carved on the walls on both sides.

He looked at it and saw that it was just an ordinary mural with no mystery in it.

But after looking at it for a moment and seeing clearly what was on the mural, his steps slowed down.

The content of this painting is quite mysterious.

So, he took a few steps back, returned to the entrance, and started looking at the first picture.

In the painting, there is an immortal palace, located on a piece of sea. Amidst the roaring waves, four huge figures can be seen standing, like pillars, supporting the immortal palace.

A closer look revealed that these four giants were somewhat similar to today's Longbo Clan, except that their skin color was different, dark, and their hands were wearing golden shackles with immortal seals engraved on them.

"Fairy clan,

I once took Long Bo as a slave! "

Tang Hao murmured and confirmed the identities of these four giants. They were the Long Bo clan from ancient times.

This clan is naturally extremely large and possesses divine power, but their magical powers are not strong and their clan members are not large in number, so they are enslaved.

At that time, not only the Immortal Clan, but the Ancient God Clan and other races also enslaved Long Bo just like the Immortal Clan.

Lifting sacred mountains, immortal temples, and carrying mountain gates are the greatest uses of these dragon uncles.

The second mural is similar to the first one, but the scene has been changed and it is a Yunzhongxian Temple.

There are eight giants holding up the Immortal Palace.

The next few pictures are similar.

But in the sixth picture, the content changed. There was a row of giants kneeling on the ground, and above them, a bright figure floated, looking like it was begging for his forgiveness.

Looking again, one of the giants' heads had been chopped off, and red blood spurted out.

"It's a fairy!"

"Look at this, it's a Da Luo Jinxian!"

Squinting carefully, he estimated the identity and strength of this dazzling figure.

Then, his eyes fell on the wound and noticed the bright red blood.

Nowadays, the blood of the Longbo God Clan is of nine colors.

He stopped and watched for a long time, sighed, shook his head, and moved on.

The next few pictures are all similar.

By the tenth picture, the style changed again.

This painting is filled with the brilliance of nine colors.

If you look carefully, you will see a nine-color brilliance falling from the sky, and on the ground, a group of giants raise their heads and look up at the nine-color brilliance above the sky.

"This is……?"

Tang Hao's expression changed.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the nine-colored brilliance.

According to legend, the Longbo God Clan once had an incredible opportunity to change their bloodline and gain the powerful devouring magical power. Only then could they rise up in one fell swoop and sweep across all races in the world.

However, no one seems to know what the opportunity is.

He did not see any relevant information in the records of Qi Yuan Star and the Holy Domain.

The mural in front of him obviously recorded the scene when the opportunity came.

The nine-color brilliance in the painting is the so-called heaven-defying opportunity!

This is what changed everything!

He stared at it for a long time, then suddenly shook his head, showing disappointment.

This is just a painting, and what is painted in it is a nine-color brilliance, but in the brilliance, there is nothing.

Then he moved forward eagerly.

Maybe in the next painting, there will be something like this mysterious thing.

However, the result disappointed him greatly.

In the next picture, there is no mysterious thing. It only records the changes of the Long Bo clan. They were affected by the nine-color brilliance, and their bodies began to grow larger and their skin color also changed.

They began to devour everything and gradually became stronger.

At the same time, their flesh, flesh, and bones all changed, and nine-colored divine light burst out, and divine crystals also appeared between their eyebrows.

"One, two, three... thirteen in total!"

After a while, he walked to a mural.

In this painting, there are thirteen vague figures, all of them tall and boundless. Just one figure already exudes a strong sense of oppression, which shocks people's hearts.

There is no doubt that this is the thirteenth ancestor of the Long Bo clan.

"I don't know which one is Frost Ancestor..."

He scanned it.

The figure was blurry and there was no breath, so he couldn't identify it.

After this, there are many murals, all of which are the experiences of the Long Bo clan fighting in all directions and devouring various clans.

In these paintings, he saw many figures, including ancient immortal emperors, great gods, and many other great powers from ancient tribes. The scenes of their fierce battles were as terrifying as the destruction of heaven and earth.

Looking along the way, among these murals, one of the ancestors has been out of the country the most, and judging from the composition, he is the protagonist.

"Looks like it's him!"

Tang Hao understood that this ancestor was the owner of this black gold tower, the fallen ancestor!

"That's...the Heaven-Destroying Immortal Emperor?"

On one of the murals, he noticed an Immortal Emperor, not a human body, but an Immortal Spirit Body, which was as huge as the ancestor's divine body. The stars around them were as big as projectiles.

This immortal spirit body is entirely golden, shrouded in boundless golden lightning.

Tang Hao distinguished it carefully and recognized that the lightning looked very much like his World-Destroying Divine Thunder.

From this, he can determine that this Immortal Emperor is the Heaven-Destroying Immortal Emperor!

And it was this fallen ancestor who was fighting against the Immortal Emperor of Destruction!

"We are still enemies!"

Tang Hao was shocked.

He can also be regarded as half the descendant of the Heaven-Destroying Immortal Emperor.

"its not right!"

When he thought about it, he felt a little weird.

Now that he has refined another Supreme Divine Crystal, he can be regarded as half of the descendant of the ancestor. Therefore, he is simultaneously the Heaven-Destroying Immortal Emperor and the descendant of this ancestor.

This is a bit embarrassing!

"Forget it, he's already dead and it's impossible to find him."

After a moment, he muttered and his expression returned to normal.

Both the Heaven-Destroying Immortal Emperor and this ancestor have all fallen, and there is no way to control him.

There were many murals in front, and he continued to look at them.

Finally, the mural ends with the birth of the divine world.

"There is a lot of information...but it's a pity that the mysterious nine colors are not mentioned..."

After reading it, he looked back and felt very sorry.

What he was most concerned about here was the mysterious nine-color thing.

What kind of existence can it be that can change the bloodline of a race, allowing them to rise rapidly and sweep across the world?

Even in the ancestral realm, he still couldn't imagine it.

"That's it!"

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and threw these complicated thoughts to the back of his mind.

Continuing forward, there is a wide hall.

In the temple, there is a throne with a ball of dark brilliance floating on it.

Look carefully, it's a gun!

The Ancestral Spear!