"Ancestor?"

"Dead old man" asked three questions in a row.

"Wait, do you say their gods are gone?"

Beard obviously stopped.

"Well, I seem to have experienced something, but I can't remember the specific ones."

"The old man is dead" confirmed.

"Sometimes, I really want to hit you, and I always say halfway."

Hu Ziming shook his head and said:

"But it seems that in ancient times, many myths in the whole world were probably coexisting, and they even knew that they existed with each other."

Then Hu Ziming frowned.

"Ask that sword, does he know?"

“It doesn’t know.”

The great monk said.

Hu Ziming pondered for a moment and said:

"If you go back to this matter, go to the temple first."

Walking through the broken earth, climbing to the protruding highland.

The Temple of Solomon appeared before everyone.

Hu Ziming has to admit that this palace is indeed extremely magnificent.

The entire palace is wrapped in pure gold, just like it is made of gold.

A faint pure white light surrounded the entire hall.

"Boom!"

Just as the few people walked into the hall, the Rock Hall and Solomon Temple seemed to have made an appointment.

An endless power burst out again.

The broken holy city was incomplete at this time.

"Boom!"

The King of Yue Goujian's sword and half-volume of "Taigong's Art of War" also instantly surged with endless power to wrap up the people in Jiuzhou.
Chapter completed!