Chapter 131 Four Engraved Images

That's right, covering a large space, the golden cage formed by eight golden beads and a light gold curtain is exactly the Iori Pillar used by the western gods to block the space!

Seeing the formation of the golden prison, Leier felt a little relieved. He had inquired carefully before hearing about Tianxin's interception of the sarcophagus. Although there was a sudden reason for the sarcophagus to appear, the more important reason for Tianxin's failure was that the sarcophagus seemed to have the ability to travel through space.

This made Tian Xin unprepared, and could only watch the sarcophagus shuttle through the void and disappear.

Knowing this, Leier will naturally not be careless. The Iori Pillar in front of him is the most powerful magical ability to block space that he knows within the scope of his ability. With full power, he can imprison people at a high level of power.

He also made a special experiment and asked an elder in the family to cooperate. As a result, he was firmly blocked by the Iori Pillar that was fully activated.

You must know that his elder is a majestic middle god, and he is considered a middle-level power at a high level, so Leier is not worried that the sarcophagus from the middle world will escape from the Eight Gods Pillar.

It's just that he looked at the crystal stones used to launch the Iori Pillar in the hands of the eight guards, and his heart ached. Those were godheads, and even he, the son of God, didn't have many in his hands. It took eight godheads just to intercept the sarcophagus. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to the sarcophagus.

Not to mention, he also offended a plane merchant for this. Leyl only hoped that the sarcophagus could provide him with clues to the origin of the world as the prophet said, otherwise he would be in a big loss.

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Wang Sheng stood up and looked at the sarcophagus. From the outside, the sarcophagus looks like a rectangular object with a length of nearly 100 meters, a width of more than ten meters, and a height of more than ten meters. But no border exists.

The front was very clear up to ten meters away, but ten meters away, it was a haze as if shrouded in black mist. Wang Sheng tried to reach out with his consciousness, but before his consciousness touched the black mist, he had a sudden warning in his heart. He stopped immediately, and he had a premonition that once contacted with the black mist, regardless of whether his physical body or his spiritual consciousness, it would bring him unimaginable disaster.

Cautiously and carefully looking at the black fog in front of him again, Wang Sheng couldn't get any information, so he simply gave up temporarily and walked to the side instead.

There is one side of the sarcophagus. It looks like a wall at a height of more than ten meters. When he looked at it with his spiritual sense before, Wang Sheng noticed that there were a lot of nicks on it. These nicks seemed to form pictures, but God Consciousness can not see clearly, Wang Sheng intends to go in to watch.

When he came to the stone wall, Wang Sheng did not touch it with his hands rashly, but carefully opened his eyes to look at it. Sure enough, there was a huge difference between using the naked eye and using the spiritual sense to see.

The dark stone wall, the combination of countless inscriptions, one after another images suddenly come into view.

The first painting is two huge portals with a slight gap. On the portals, countless beast heads are carved, protruding from the outside to add ferocious ferocity. When the image caught his eye, Wang Sheng was terrified. Although it was just an image, he felt as if he was being captured by this person. Countless ferocious beasts stared fiercely, especially the gap between the two portals, which was misty and faintly visible, Wang Sheng seemed to be able to see the existence of a small path.

"The Nether Gate is here, and the road to life and death is open." The looming murmur attracted the mind, the fog covering the path suddenly cleared, and a bluestone road appeared in front of him, as if there was a huge temptation ahead, Wang Sheng couldn't help but look towards the end of the road.

Suddenly, there was a strong warning in his heart, and a heavy crisis enveloped Wang Sheng. Countless sword energy surged around Wang Sheng's body, and the sharp aura immediately woke him up.

Immediately, not to mention the bluestone road, even the huge gate with inscriptions in front of him disappeared.

Wang Sheng was covered in cold sweat. He was inadvertently trapped in the image of the giant door just now, and his mind was firmly attracted. If it wasn't for the warning from his spiritual sense, he might still be trapped in it, and the final outcome is unpredictable.

Could it be that these notches are illusions! Wang Sheng was a little surprised and looked at the blurred image of the engraving in front of him.

wrong! He shook his head, it was not an illusion, the stone wall on the sarcophagus indeed described what he saw, a hideous stone door, and a path shrouded in mist inside, all of these were clearly depicted, not created by illusion magic, all of them were real image.

It's not so much an illusion, it's better to say that the person who sculpted these engraved images has a deep cultivation, and he portrayed these scenes he had seen faithfully and vividly, and even portrayed their internal momentum one by one.

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng was shocked. It was just a description of the images. These images are so terrifying. The real existence must be even worse. Presumably, the people who portrayed these images also saw the shock of this portal and the trail behind them, so they left these images. .

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, these scenes do not really exist, they are just imagined and portrayed out of thin air by the scribe, but if this is the case, the cultivation level of the scribe is even more unimaginable.

Is this sarcophagus the owner of these images? Wang Sheng couldn't help guessing.

Calming his mind, Wang Sheng turned his eyes to look aside, there was a second image there, but standing here, he could only see a blur, and after this image, two other pictures also appeared blurry.

However, half of the fourth picture was hidden in the black mist, and even the blurry scene could not be seen.

For some reason, Wang Sheng had a premonition that these engraved images were very important, and seemed to be the key to his leaving here. His eyes flashed, he took a deep breath, and took a step forward.

Immediately, the notch in front of him became clear again.

Instead of looking at the first image, he looked directly at the second image.

The second image depicts a small arch bridge, and there is a river under the arch bridge, winding and flowing to nowhere.

The picture is very simple, but Wang Sheng's eyes are serious and he dare not relax, because both the small bridge and the flowing water under the bridge are shrouded in a layer of fog. Just one glance, Wang Sheng concluded in his heart that the fog is exactly the same as the fog covering the path in the first picture.

In order to prevent his mind from sinking again, Wang Sheng cautiously didn't stare at it carefully, and he came to the third painting without stopping to see the general picture clearly.

The third image is simpler, depicting a boundless sea, the sea is rolling with violent waves, a small boat is being pushed on the top of the waves, and it is about to capsize.

Unexpectedly, Wang Sheng found a cloud of mist above the boat. Now he is extremely afraid of the mist, and he just glanced at the image in his heart, and then turned to the fourth portrait.

Half of the fourth picture was shrouded in the black mist in front of it. The mist made Wang Sheng's heart throb, and he didn't dare to approach it at all.

He could only stick closely to the third image, but stepped forward with one foot and stood in front of the fourth image, which appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a hunchbacked and short figure in a tattered robe. Wang Sheng's heart moved. The first three images were all buildings, and only this one portrayed a character.

This hunched figure cannot tell the gender, and half of the body is hidden by the fog in front. Wang Sheng can only find clues from the exposed half figure. Fortunately, the exposed half figure is not shrouded in a little fog like the previous depiction. This half figure is clear. Incomparable, undisguised.