Chapter 3982         The Past, Future

"What's the situation? Did you see it wrong?"

Xue Tu rubbed his eyes and carefully released a wisp of divine thoughts to investigate.

But there was no breath of monks in the Feng Pavilion.

What else can be done except to read it wrong?

Next to him, Yan Ju's eyes were full of splendor and said, "Your junior brother brings us to Feng Pavilion, are you planning to destroy this place directly? Sure enough, you are smart and alert. What's the use of destroying those ordinary Ming Towers? Only by destroying Feng Pavilion and Thunder Altar can you truly damage the formations in the Ming Kingdom."

Before Xue Tu could stop them, Yan Ju led the four gods from the Temple of Destiny to take action, exerting magical powers, and pretending to be about to tear down the Feng Pavilion.

"Boom!"

Yan Ju's cultivation level has reached the infinite realm, and he is definitely not a weak person.

However, the formation of Fengge can be easily trapped even if Immortal Wuliang is damaged. Even if it is severely damaged, it is not something that ordinary God King can break.

The ending can be imagined.

Yan Ju tried his best but failed to shake even a stone pillar outside the Feng Pavilion.

"Save effort, this is the underworld building built by the ancestor, and the former residence of the ancestor of life. Don't talk about you, I am so free and immeasurable, so I can't shake it."

The figure just now lingered in Xue Tu's mind. After hesitating, he saw the aftermath of the battle between Feng Tian and Lei Gong spreading towards this side, so he mustered up the courage to enter Feng Pavilion.

"Boom!"

The air of death and thunder storm rolled up countless dust and gravel and hit the wind pavilion.

The gate of Feng Pavilion closed with a bang.

Yan Ju and the four gods of the Temple of Destiny chased after Xue Tu and hid in first.

Thunder, death energy, destiny beam, gravel... kept hitting the doors and windows of Feng Pavilion, blocked by the formation inscriptions. The impact sound was quite terrifying, as if it was about to tear the Feng Pavilion to pieces.

Once the wind pavilion is broken and they are hiding inside, the ending can be imagined.

Those gravels are not ordinary stones, emit lightning and are fragments of the ancestors of the Thunder Clan.

It can be seen from this that Feng Tian did not gain much advantage in this confrontation.

Xue Tu jumped up and landed on the seventh floor of Feng Pavilion, opened a gap in the window, and observed the battle situation in the sky.

Feng Tian stepped on a corner of the Thunder Clan's ancestor realm, like stepping on a continent, standing in a sea of ​​dead clouds, mastering several magical artifacts, and attacking all directions of the world.

The true body of Thunder God was not visible at all. Only thunder and lightning whips flew out of the void, and there was a thunder and lightning waterfall venting.

Occasionally, the dragon roars and thunderstorms, and you can see dragon claws and dragon tails, but they flash away.

"It's not good. Master had fought with Barr before, but was injured too much and his combat power had dropped seriously. He also lost the Origin Temple and Good Lucky, and his defense and attack methods were weakened." Xue Tu was secretly anxious, but he couldn't help.

Yan Ju said: "We must help, fight out. Even if we self-destruct the divine source, we can always create some threats to the Thunder God."

“…”

Xue Tu pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Brother said that there are more than 10% of the mysteries of fate in the Feng Pavilion. First collect these mysteries and hand over the mysteries to the master, which may help you even more."

Yan Ju and the four gods of the Temple of Destiny closed their eyes, released the Gate of Destiny, and felt the mystery in the pavilion.

"What's wrong. The mystery of fate here is indeed very strong, but it is absolutely impossible to reach 10%." Yan Ju said.

How could Blood Tu not know about this?

In fact, after Zhang Ruochen untied their seals, Xue Tu sensed the mystery of fate in the Feng Pavilion, but he had never found the source of the mystery.

Otherwise, with his cultivation, he would have collected all the mystery of fate long ago.

"The mystery of fate in the Pavilion is definitely more than 10%, but it should be concentrated in a certain place and carefully searched." Xue Tu said.

"bump!"

The gate of Feng Pavilion was knocked open by a golden Buddha light.

The golden light stopped in the center of the hall. After the light dissipated, the tall and cold figure of Prajna appeared.

Xue Tu was overjoyed: "My teacher is really smart. She must have guessed that Feng Pavilion is a good place to take shelter, so she escaped here."

"The Sea of ​​Nether has entered the Kingdom of Nether, and we have not left much time. Once He is allowed to master the formation, everyone will die. Only by collecting more than 50% of the mystery of fate can we have the opportunity to change the situation of the battle."

Prajna releases a door of destiny, which hangs above the head like a magic lamp, shining on every corner of the Feng Pavilion.

Everyone in the pavilion was shocked and rushed to the doors and windows. Looking out, no one found that the door of fate floating above Prajna's head did not belong to her.

Instead, the life ancestor Jimen.

It was given to her by Zhang Ruochen to protect her life.

Looking into the distance with the divine eyes, through the thick dark clouds of dark energy, you can see an endless ocean coming from the horizon, with waves emitting a terrifying pressure that is intimidating.

It is definitely the Sea of ​​Netherworld.

Xue Tu's face turned pale and said, "Over the long river of time, Barr has taken away some of the mysteries of fate. Even if we collect the mysteries of fate in Feng Pavilion, the number will not reach 50%. If it reaches 50%, it will not be possible to form a qualitative change."

"More than 50% means that it exceeds the myth of fate elsewhere in the universe, and has the ability to formulate fate and change fate against the will of heaven."

"However, even if you collect 50% of the mysteries of destiny, only the half-ancestor of the way of destiny can fully apply it, become the master of the way of destiny and dominate destiny."

Yan Judao: "In addition to the devil, Bar Barr also has the way of destiny. And he is a half-ancestor!"

Xue Tu glanced at Yan Ju, not knowing what to say.

A familiar voice sounded in the Feng Pavilion: "Not necessarily! The God Source of the Fate Ancestor and the Tianding are in the hands of Feng Caiyi. With these two treasures of fate, she has the opportunity to exert the strength of the Lord of fate in a short time."

This sound...

Prajna and Xue Tu Xunsheng looked at the relief sculptures of "Gong Nanfeng" on the wall.

The statue was lifelike, but it was definitely a dead object and had no life fluctuations at all.

On the auspicious gate of the Fate Ancestor floating above Prajna's head, a phantom appeared, looming.

Xue Tu suffered a great loss in Gong Nanfeng's hands. His eyes turned, and he knelt down on one knee and said excitedly: "The Temple of Destiny, the Palace Master of the Palace of Fate, Xue Tu, pay homage to the Ancestor of Fate! I knew that the Ancestor of Fate must have not fallen. Please help us break through the underworld."

The other gods in the Temple of Destiny all looked at each other and saluted them one after another.

Prajna says: "Why don't the ancestor of fate appear and see him?"

"I can't see you! I have come to this era for a long time. The sound that can be heard is already the blessing of various causes and effects." The voice that belonged to Gong Nanfeng sounded.

Prajna observed the relief on the wall, looked at Jimen, the Mingzu above his head, and showed a sudden enlightenment and said, "Did the Mingzu come from the past?"

"I'll go."

Xue Tu was shocked. He didn't expect that Gong Nanfeng's time accomplishment was so great. He had obviously fallen, but he met him in the future after the Yuan Society.

Wouldn't it mean that when he was alive, he went to the future and returned to the past?

Is this the "past" and "future" among the twelve figures of destiny?

It should be noted that so far, Xue Tu has only seen and heard of it, and has fled from the long river of time to the future. However, it is irreversible at all. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he cannot return to the time node he used to be.

Prajna knows that Zhang Ruochen has been walking against the river of time, but he cannot leave the river of time and cannot change the real world.

The fact that the ancestor of the life has changed the world by being able to leave a voice in this era and communicate with them.

You will definitely suffer the backlash of the power of time!

The more changes are, the more serious the backlash will be, and you will even be killed by the rules of heaven and earth.

Xue Tu quickly calmed down and said, "Since Lord Mingzu has given advice on the long river of time and is suffering from the backlash of time, I think it is to help us get out of trouble. The 80,000 buildings in the Underworld were built by you. You must have a way to break the formation. Please give me some advice to the younger generation."

"Collect more than 50% of the mysteries of fate, put them into reliefs on the wall, or have the chance to change the death situation today." Gong Nanfeng's voice gathered and dispersed, and it was very unpredictable.

Prajna poked out his finger and touched the relief of Gong Nanfeng on the wall.

Then a powerful force of fate burst out, dazzling and countless rules of fate gathered in relief.

"So that mystery of fate is in this relief." She said.

Xue Tu said: "I have sent a message to Master and told her about the matter here. However, if you want to collect more than 50% of the mystery of fate, you must seize the part that Bar is mastered."

"I will send a message to Di Chen that no matter how strong Barr is, he will definitely not be his opponent." Prajna said.

The gods present in the Temple of Destiny did not have as much confidence as her.

After all, Bar is a half-ancestor, and it is already difficult to defeat him. If you want to suppress Bar and seize the mystery of fate from him, unless the ancestor personally arrives.

"Don't be so depressed. As long as my senior brother learns the news here, he will definitely do his best."

Xue Tu certainly had great confidence in Zhang Ruochen, but he was still full of worry because the sea water of the Nether Sea had spread over the Feng Pavilion.

They have no time anymore!

Water columns fell from the sky and fell towards the Feng Pavilion.

Xue Tu and Prajna could not sense the time fluctuation and subtle secrets of heaven, but the Nether Sea could feel it. He had discovered Gong Nanfeng who came from the past and sensed a dangerous secret of heaven.

Therefore, even if Feng Tian is not suppressed for the time being, we must first erase this wisp of heavenly secret variable.

"Give me the Sword Source Divine Tree!"

Xu Tian's roar sounded, and he drove hundreds of thousands of battle swords to rush to cut off all the water pillars hanging towards the Feng Pavilion.
To be continued...