There are thousands of ravines in the crypt of the ice cave, and I don’t know how many tunnels are hidden. The monsters use this to dig a pit of ghosts, and Xi Xiao and his party proceed carefully in one of the tunnels.
Because everyone's cultivation base is shackled and separated by a thick layer of permafrost, the monster race can't perceive them, but 996 can wipe them out.
On the upper floor of the ground, that is, above their heads is a huge ice cave, the cold air condenses into fog, and thousands of ice crystals hang. An ice cliff protruded from the center of the ice cave, and on the top of the ice cliff, a khaki-colored rock the size of a palm was quietly stuck.
The stones seem ordinary and irregular in shape, but they are integrated into one. They look much bigger than wood and gold, and they are full of spiritual power, making 996 coveted.
[Discover the top Lingbao Tianxuan Jinjing, suggest the host to pick it up]
[Discover the top Lingbao Tianxuan Jinjing, suggest the host to pick it up]
But it is impossible for Mo Cai to absorb it, and he has to protect it.
At the same time, they also smelled a strong stench, and liquid seeped down from the permafrost and dripped onto Mo Yang's forehead. Mo Yang trembled all over, his body suddenly became extremely cold, his lips were blue and white, Yan Lingyun wiped off the liquid between his forehead, and a dark red color appeared.
"This is blood." Ye Qiushui said through voice transmission in disbelief, "How could there be blood oozing down?"
And such strong resentment!
Yan Lingyun cut his finger, forced out his own blood, and touched Mo Yang's lips. Mo Yang hugged his neck, Zhiyang's golden blood entered his body, annihilating Yin Qi, and then the trembling all over his body eased.
He said: "Many people died up there."
Under the goblins, the ice cave is a corpse pit. I don't know how many corpses of the monster race fell down. For the convenience of control, most of them are ordinary monster race. All of them died in a miserable state, their bodies were slowly cut and bled, and the blood spread outward through the blood tank, polluting the source of the goblin's roots.
"If it hurts mortals, they won't be afraid of punishment from heaven." Ye Qiushui took out extra clothes from his backpack and put them on top of Mo Yang's head. He also shared a few clothes with others to prevent them from being dripped with blood.
Although the world of cultivation is fighting against each other, there is still a bottom line. It will not affect ordinary people, nor will they care about their life or death. They will let it change and never interfere to maintain balance. It can be described as arrogant and arrogant for the Yaozu to do so.
Qin Kai: "I'm afraid it won't take much time for them to eradicate the goblins. We need to hurry up."
The movements and breathing of several people were extremely light, and after half an hour, they came to the bottom of the ice cliff. Judging from this situation, the ancestral land must exist in the secret realm, but the entrance is fixed at the location of the goblins. They are so close, it should be almost the same.
Xu Huai once said that Yan Lingyun didn't need to go through the entrance suppressed by goblins. He could enter through this way because he carried the inheritance land and made it resonate with the ancestral land.
But the method of resonance had to be understood by Yan Lingyun himself.
A few people used clothes to make a simple shed to cover the blood, and asked Yan Lingyun to sit cross-legged to protect him.
The place of inheritance was left by Yan Yun to his own children. Mo Chao had seen it many times on Yan Lingyun's left chest. It was a finger-long scar, like running fire. Every time it was touched, it was very hot and felt like it was about to burst. .
Now, under his thick velvet coat, gold gradually emerged, and his eyes also overflowed with golden light, and his breathing was in line with the rhyme of Taoism.
Several people quickly arranged the hiding array to buy time for him.
The monsters above were still throwing sacrifices down. I wonder if it was an illusion, but some wailing and desperate sounds could also be heard. Time passed by minute by minute, and it was very painful. Finally, after Yan Lingyun meditated for nearly half an hour, he opened his eyes.
"The entrance has been opened." He grabbed Mo Chao's hand, took him into his arms, and took him into the inheritance place first.
Next came Ye Qiushui, Xu Rao, Qin Kai, and Gu Lan. Soon, the group of six disappeared into the corridor.
...
A few hours later, the last batch of sacrifices were delivered to the crypt.
The personal guards ignored their cries and bled out and pushed down the piles of corpses. Dongfang Heng gently shook his fan and moved his eyes slightly: "It's almost here."
"That's right, the ceremony will be completed by tonight at the latest." The Yaozu elder closed his eyes and said, "It is also a blessing for the rebellious people to shed their blood for the revival of my Yaozu."
All the people in Taodu who are on the suspect list, except some who have gone to business, are all listed here.
After an unknown period of time, calm returned to the ice cave.
In the pile of corpses, a pair of snow-white rabbit ears moved, and finally they were dilapidated and lost all warmth.
*
After being taken into the inheritance place by Yan Lingyun, the eyes of several people turned upside down, which was the familiar feeling of crossing the boundary wall. After a few rounds, he finally stood still and came to a brand new space.
It was dark all around, white mist filled the air, there was no sky, no ground, no bounds. The first thing that catches the eye is the large formation formed by eighty-one semi-immortal artifacts not far away. The layers of the formation are superimposed on the sky, slowly flowing, ancient and solemn, and the immortal essence is surging with each stroke, and the pressure is poor. The pressure caused everyone's heart to stop and they couldn't breathe.
"Xianyuan... this formation was set up by the Immortal Lord!" Xu Rao wiped away the blood that overflowed from his mouth and resisted with all his spiritual power.
The entire northern secret realm is bound by formations, and the end of the superposition of formations is roughly where the goblins are. But in the ancestral land, the confinement was only a thousand times stronger. If Xu Rao was struggling, Mo Chao and Ye Qiu Shui were having trouble walking. Gu Lan knelt down directly on the ground, his face turned pale.
In the audience, only Yan Lingyun was walking on the ground, ignoring the restrictions.
Because Yan's blood is on his body, this is his place.
"You guys wait here, I'll come when I go." Yan Lingyun frowned slightly.
Mo Yang: "Go, we'll wait here, it's quite warm."
This is true, the ancestral land is much warmer than the ice cave outside, as long as they don't want to rush out and sit where they are, the ancestral land will not embarrass them.
Mo Yang hugged his backpack and looked at Yan Lingyun.
"Okay." Yan Lingyun caressed his face, then raised his sword and left, leaping several times to reach the central formation.
Under the endless thunder field, eighty-one semi-immortal devices are arrayed, and along the stairs, you can see a statue and a stone platform for worship.
The statue was as big as a hill, and it was engraved with the first generation of God Emperor. He was dressed in imperial robes and had an imposing manner, which was seven or eight points similar to Yan Lingyun. He stood casually with a light smile on his face, as if he was holding a sword.
There is a saying in Zhou Li that the emperor should hold his seal with a sword and be in charge of killing.
But the sword in his hand disappeared.
Yan Lingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, while holding the Pu sword in his hand, trembling as if resonating, he held it tightly.
Under the statue is a simple stone platform, on which three things are quietly placed:
Seal of the Son of Heaven, Xun Xianzhu, Spectrum of Proverbs of Hundred Characters.
They are all semi-immortal artifacts, but they are unpretentious and look like ordinary objects. Yan Lingyun had seen these three things in Mo Chao's memory before, so he didn't show any surprise. He casually cut his finger and dripped blood to identify the owner, and put all three things into his sleeve.
At that moment, the heaven and earth seemed to tremble slightly.
On the emperor's seal, three big characters have already appeared:
Yan Lingyun.
In ancient times, the Zhou Dynasty ruled Beizhou and passed down edicts, and there were seals as proof. They were acting on behalf of heaven, and no living being in the three realms dared to disrespect them. Beizhou issued an order to ban it, which was the source of the prosperity of the human race.
In other words, as long as Emperor Zhou wrote down the motto and stamped it, it would be the "rules" of heaven.
Yan Lingyun stood with his sword behind his back, casually tore off a corner of his white clothes and wrote in blood. He has been recognized as the master of the hundred-character proverb book. After a moment of reflection, all the proverbs are floating in the sea of knowledge for him to copy. With his talent, even if it is his first try, the true essence can be completed in one go, without any sluggishness.
The young man stood in the wind, his eyes calm and calm, but also seemed to hide a terrifying storm.
What he wrote was two words: Lift the ban.
After the words were completed, he held the emperor's seal in his hand, covered it with his sleeves, and finally took the white-clothed and blood-written book into his hand.
Mo Chao kept watching from a distance, dumbfounded, his shadow reflected in his eyes. Soon, Yan Lingyun came towards him quickly, pulled him up, half-hugged him into his arms, and sent everyone away with the secret formula.
After experiencing upheaval again, everyone in Xixiao stood calmly, sweeping away the depression in their chests.
After Yan Lingyun finished speaking, his voice was slightly cold:
"It's a big kill, don't be soft."
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When the last drop of blood dripped into the blood tank, the land where the goblins were rooted had been completely polluted, and a crack appeared on the ice cliff visible to the naked eye.
Even if it can take a long time to recover, the demon clan will not give it such a chance. This is the best time to destroy the goblin!
The group of demons rejoiced, and Dongfang Heng smiled calmly.
Caesisa walked up the ice cliff alone, and coldly looked at the supreme treasure that had been stuck in the monster race for decades. The monster's pupils suddenly blazed, and real fire condensed in his hands, about to burn it down.
During the old Zhou Dynasty, the demon tribe was no different from the human race. They could intermarry, have children, practice cultivation, and live in harmony with the human race. However, once the divine dynasty was overthrown, they were expelled from their homeland by the common people, and their tribes were bloodbathed. This was a great shame and humiliation, and there was a deep hatred for generations that could not be resolved until life and death.
The ancestral land was acquired by them, who knows it was not God's will.
On the mountain of corpses in the blood sea, Kaixisa no longer hesitated and released real fire towards the goblins——
But at this moment, a crack on the ice cliff opened out of thin air, and a sword intent whizzed towards him with a mighty force. A man came up against the wind, poured wine at will, and fought Caesisa several moves in an instant.
"Yanbei Mouse!" The group of demons recognized them and were filled with resentment. In a blink of an eye, they rushed towards them with a critical attack, and there were thousands of them. They are all battle-hardened, ferocious birds. Even if they are reduced to the foundation-building stage, their combat prowess cannot be underestimated.
There are thousands of people coming outside.
Yan Lingyun's single-armed horizontal sword blocked Caxisa's impact. His body was extremely strong, and his sword intent was shocking.
"It's unreasonable, if it weren't for the shackles of the big formation, how could you be alive!" The elder of the Yaozu looked at the lost bodyguard with heartache, "The human race is shameless!"
Unexpectedly, Yan Lingyun suddenly replied: "That's as you wish."
He jumped back a few feet, and retreated with his hands behind his back, causing the heart of the Yaozu elder who spoke suddenly to thump.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Lingyun waved the bloody book in white, inspired by spiritual power, and threw it upward——
In an instant, all the formations set up by the Immortal Lord in the ice cave were eliminated, the dazzling blue light suddenly expanded, the immortal energy disappeared without any shackles, and the true energy in everyone's body exploded sharply!
However, before the demons had time to be happy, Yan Lingyun suddenly took out the "Three Yang Records" hidden in the storage ring.
The Xu family's treasure is both a semi-immortal weapon, which can contain ghost king and ghost master level souls, as well as the ancestor's clone. Before coming to the deserted north, the 779 ancestors of the five surnames who had transcended tribulations and were in the Mahayana stage integrated all their clones into each other, gaining 60 to 70% of the strength of the main body.
They smuggled in just for this moment. As long as all the demon kings, elders, and personal guards in this place are killed, the demon clan will not have a chance to stand up for thousands of years, and the goblins and the remaining immortal weapons in the ancestral land will be safe and sound.
Sanyang Lu burst out with light, driven by Yan Lingyun, and the tidal stream of light poured into the ice cave, like the illusion of the far north, misty and cold.
But an extremely terrifying pressure slowly leaked out from it!
"not good!"
"There's something weird about this magic weapon!"
"kill him!"
"People in the Mahayana period cultivate!"
Countless ominous birds rushed towards Yan Lingyun, attempting to tear it into pieces, and the elders of the Yao clan also shot together to smash Sanyanglu.
Time seemed to be at a standstill, and a cold snort came from Sanyanglu, and a finger came out from it: "Little beast, dare to hurt my Xu family heir."
But with a snap of his fingers, all the demon birds rushing forward were annihilated, and the ice cave roared.
Patriarch of the Xu family, late Mahayana period!
"You're here just in time!" The Mahayana elder of the demon clan also came to greet him, furious, "I will settle the general ledger with you Yan Bei today!"
The fight between Mahayana was enough to cause the earth to collapse, but the ice cave was not only blessed by the emperor's seal, but also guarded by goblins, so despite the sound of thunder, it still did not collapse.
The Dharma light bursts out, the golden roc breathes fire, but the ice cliff is always protected by the Mahayana elders.
The guards of the demon king and the elders of the demon clan rushed over one by one, and the virtual souls in Sanyanglu also came out in a file. The two sides were extremely jealous when they met.
The huge palm holding up the sky tried to press down the ice cave, but was blocked by the black turtle. The two sides collided, widening the ice cave for several miles. There are even elders who tear apart the space and drag their opponents in one by one. There is no order or reason at all.
The lower part is full of blood and bones, and the upper part is full of light.
Dongfang Heng finally lost his smile when he saw that he was the first to climb up. He followed the clone of the ancestor of the Dongfang family. He didn't bother to pretend, and detonated the formation that had been arranged in the ice cave earlier.
The rear of the demon clan was slaughtered, and Dongfang Heng's hand holding the secret was stained with blood. He stood in the only safe place and did not even look at the demon cultivator who had just called him a brother.
"traitor!"
Jinpeng swooped in, but Dongfang Heng did not fight him head-on. There was a huge gap in cultivation. He swung several Qiankun chess pieces, tore apart the space and jumped into the Dongfang family's camp. He was immediately protected by the retainers.
He swallowed the elixir and returned to his original appearance.
There is no need to explain anything. He is never Shen Junyu, but Dongfang Heng.
The biggest traitor appeared next to him, and the demon tribe became red-eyed and became more ruthless. Even though there were far fewer high-level monks than Yan Bei, they still had the tendency to fight to the death and bite off a piece of flesh from Yan Bei's body even if they died.
Moreover, there is still a steady stream of monster reinforcements arriving.
Mo Chao was trying to fish in it. By now, Xixiao had completed the task, and the rest was beyond their control.
At most, he could help this person replenish his blood and that person's life, but he felt a little lonely in his heart.
But he didn't notice at all that under the mountain of corpses below, there was an eye looking at him through the vast corpses.
He could no longer move or breathe.
But slowly, slowly, tears of blood flowed out.