Vol 4 Chapter 139: Nirvana

At night, under the tide surging, when the first ray of morning glow in the east pierced the clouds and spilled on the ground, the entire Huangji family was instantly shrouded in a solemn trend, because only every three thousand years could pass. The place where the blood was opened once is today. [[ 8) 1) Ｚ] W). ? C] O> M
Under the leadership of the Huangji people, monks of all ethnic groups packed everything and went straight to Feng'an Temple.
Xiao Chen followed the old monster Ji, looking calm, but couldn't help secretly frowning. I don't know why he faced the monks of all races today, but he had a slight sense of uneasiness. Although these people hide well, but in their hearts The hostility is beyond concealment.
In particular, a hint of rich murderousness in this hostility made Xiao Chen puzzled. Although monks of various races secretly compete with each other, they will definitely not face the situation so clearly at the moment, which may not be simple.
"Did something happen that I didn't know?" Xiao Chen had such a thought in his heart, his face was slightly gloomy.
Ji Laojie, as a fit monk, felt that he was so keen. At this moment, he naturally noticed that his old face was ugly and his eyes were a little worried.
When entering the temple, the monks from all sides were separated and looked ashamed.
The person who came out of the Huangji family is still Huangji Yuanyun, sitting in the main seat. At this moment, he gently coughed, and slowly opened his mouth. Shen said: "Dear friends, today is the day when the bloodline opens. I did n’t have any opinions. I waited out immediately to reach the deadly sea at noon and send the juniors of all ethnic groups to enter. "
Old folks of all ethnic groups nodded in agreement.
"That being the case, come out!"
Huang Jiyuan Yun rose to his feet and slowly dispersed in his body, like a desert solitary cigarette straight into the sky. Under the prince's level of air-driven traction, taking the peak of Huangji Yimai as the center, the situation changes suddenly for thousands of miles, and there is a hidden kill in the dignity.
Ji old monster and other immortal also stepped forward at this moment, the atmosphere of the body is full of energy.
The six lords acted together, and they were compatible with each other. They covered the entire Dongxuan Island, but all monks who were above the level of Jin Dan were mad at the moment. They looked at the place of the Holy Land Emperor and showed awe.
call out! call out!
The next moment, the six veterans took the lead in taking a step forward. After the monks of all ethnic groups followed, the light burst into the air, and the sound of the air was endless.
Hundreds of light shone like a tide, filled with faint coercion, and whistled away.
. . . . .
Dead sea.
The first fierce land in Dongxuanzhou, it is rumored that an ancient fierce beast was suppressed and sealed on the bottom of the sea. Although the body cannot leave the Dead Sea, its fierce flames have not been completely sealed. If a monk enters it, regardless of the level of repair Never leave.
As time goes by, the fierce name here is getting stronger. For nearly a thousand years, no monk has dared to enter it, and the people have disappeared as if it were a dead land.
But just today, this dead silence was broken by a multitude of empty sounds, and hundreds of light went straight into the depths of the dead silence.
Xiao Chen frowned, his heart lingering a little uneasily, making him extremely alert. At the moment when he entered the Dead Sea, Xiao Chen's complexion changed slightly, his eyes were sharp like a knife looking into the water.
The Dead Sea may be more like a lake. The water quality is more than 3,000 miles away, but after entering the water for a few ten feet, it suddenly turns dark, as if the light is blocked out, and the sight cannot be penetrated. among them.
At the moment, Xiao Chen frowns secretly in his heart, but there is a faint breath at the bottom of the dead sea. The moment he sensed this breath, his body didn't feel tense, and Han Mao started to rise, as if he had hidden a great crisis.
Taking Xiao Chen's practice as the present can bring him such a feeling, it seems that the sea of ​​dead silence is by no means simple, and a great secret must be hidden in it.
Even if you guessed it, now it's not an opportunity to worry about, Xiao Chen shook her head slightly to suppress her mind, and returned to the ancient state without waves.
After a moment, six old monsters in front waved their hands, and the monks of all ethnic groups converged.
There is a faint mist in the void ahead, not very dense, and you can see a small island looming in this mist. But at this moment Xiao Chen's eyes fell on the thin mist, but his pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply, and his face became dreadful.
Ban!
This mist was actually a form of prohibition. Although it was impossible to detect what kind of existence it was in a short period of time, the mere fall of his eyes made Xiao Chen feel terrified, which shows how powerful the prohibition is.
The killing does not fall between the backhands, I am afraid that the powerful monks in the later human realm also tried to destroy it.
This prohibition is designed to prevent the entry of monks at the level of the Lord, and is used to protect certain valuables.
Located in the middle of the Dead Sea, the cloth can resist the ban on the level of the Lord. I am afraid that the island in the mist must be closely related to the place of blood, otherwise how can we make the old people of all ethnic groups so precious and important.
"Dear friends, it's almost time, I'll wait to break the restrictions and start the ancient Nirvana."
Huang Jiyuan said with a deep voice, his voice was sober.
Ji Laoguai and others nodded after hearing the words, and went forward together with them, divided into six parties.
The next moment, the old folks of all races pointed out at the same time, their own drop of essence blood broke out, and scattered a little blood in front of them.
Huh!
Six blooddrops fell into the mist in front of them, and it suddenly dissipated into a pale blood color. This blood color was tumbling in the mist and became a blood channel, linking the island in the mist.
"Monks of all races, open the channel along the bloodline of the ancestors in the tribe, and enter the place of bloodlines, remember not to step out of the channel or lead to the strangulation of death, no doubt!" Huang Jiyuan Yun said with a low drink.
This mist prohibition is inherited from ancient times. Even if they do not dare to underestimate the might of the might, the monks at the level of the Yuan infant have no vitality to fall into it.
Old folks of all ethnic groups nodded, "You will wait to enter the Nirvana Ancient Array. When the time comes, the Ancient Array will transfer you to the bloodline by yourself. Remember to be careful during this trip. After ten years, the old man is waiting for you to return! "
"Yes, ancestor!"
Monks of all ethnic groups drank in unison, and then led directly to the blood channel of all ethnic groups under the leadership of the leaders.
Xiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly. When he entered the Scarlet Channel at this moment, he actually felt that several strengths and weaknesses swept across him. The strongest two conveniences were Huangji Yimai Huangji Jinyun and Mu family is a monk.
The two noticed Xiao Chen's gaze, and they all smiled coldly.
"Sister Xiao Chen, the situation seems a bit wrong, you must not be careful yourself, you can only rely on yourself to enter the bloodline!" Ji Laogua whispered, looking dignified.
Xiao Chen nodded, his eyes were cold and surging.
If you want to kill him, you also need to see if there is such a means. Mo must eventually become the soul of his hands!
call out! call out!
Xiao Chen and Naji Luoran stared at each other. The two flickered lightly outside, leading the monk Ji to enter instantly along the passage.
As soon as he entered the channel, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Although the mist shrouded in a limited area and the Scarlet Passage was not long, it only appeared when it entered. The passage was stretched indefinitely, and it took a full quarter of flight to reach the exit with the full repair of Monk Ji Family.
The black island, dead and desolate, has numerous lines engraved on the ground. It looks messy and incomprehensible, but in it, it feels like the whole Yuanshen is being forced out of the body and ingested.
Xiao Chen closed her eyes and looked pale.
But at this moment, the monks from the surrounding Ji family glanced around, but all expressed their envy and awe.
Gein wanted to perceive the secrets of this Nirvana ancient formation, and also needed to cultivate to a certain level of magical power to qualify, and they obviously did not have such qualifications.
After a short while, Monk Ji sat down with her knees crossed, Xiao Chen's eyes glanced around, her brow was slightly wrinkled and she was surprised.
This Nirvana ancient formation is divided into eleven parts, separated by blood, and there is a clear distinction, but at this moment only six of them have monks, and the other five are empty.
"A bloodline of one family opens one area, and they are all incompatible. Can it be said that there are eleven ancient bloodlines in the ancient world!" Xiao Chen's pupils narrowed, and her heart was horrified.
Eleven ancient bloodlines have not yet survived, and the remaining five are likely to be submerged in the tide of time and completely dissipated.
There should be some hidden feelings in the ability to destroy the five ancient ethnic groups.
Xiao Chen closed her eyes slightly, secretly adjusted her breath to suppress the fluctuations in her heart, and waited for time to arrive, and the ancient Nirvana array opened.
Time passed, except for the faint sound of breathing, everything was quiet.
Suddenly, the complicated lines on the black island were bright one by one, and a little blood awns emerged from it.
Outside the mist, the six-kind old man suddenly looked up at the void and whispered, "It's about to begin."
With the sound falling, the wind and clouds over the island suddenly changed to condense a vortex, the size of thousands of feet, showing a pale blood color, as the rotation continued to thicken to a red with an amazing degree, with a strange atmosphere.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes, his dark eyes flickered with war.
The land of blood is finally open!
call out!
The next moment, the ancient Nirvana formation on the black island suddenly burst out of endless blood rushing into the sky, piercing into the void vortex, spinning madly. The mist rolled, the restraining power opened with all its strength, and the violent fluctuations scattered there were all resisted. Even after entering the forbidden barrier, the faint breath that made the six-ethnic old man look so dreadful, and the jealousy was revealed in the eyes.
After a while, the blood awns dissipated, everything returned to calmness, and the vortex above the void seemed to run out of power, slower and slower, and eventually completely disintegrated.
On the black island, monks of all ethnic groups disappeared.