Chapter 383: Chongxuan ancestor

"It's an outsider!"
"They, their strength—"
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a burst of sound, and the nine figures that stepped out in the air were all dressed in yellow robes. They looked as noble as the king, and looked no less inferior to the four kings.
Moreover, the realm circulates in their bodies, completely blending with themselves. Of these nine people, everyone has the strength of the Realm King Realm!
"Chong Xuan Clan."
Suddenly, the voice of deep hatred sounded, it was Zi Lei County "Yi Likun".
When the battle of exorcising the demon took place, the Yi family had fought against the Heavy Profound Clan many times, and they both wanted to swallow each other's flesh and blood.
Especially after the Tingmuhe incident, there is no possibility of mediation in the relationship between the two parties!
"It turns out that it is from Zi Lei County, Shensha in winter, wait for him to be removed."
The head of the Chongxuan clan realm king is a white-haired old man. He has red moles on his eyebrows, his skin is dry, and his face is covered with gully. He looks like a dead man.
The other eight people looked roughly the same as him. If they weren't able to clearly perceive the astonishing power flowing in their bodies, they would almost mistake them for a group of old people who were dying.
"Seal of Immortal Blood? Hey, the old immortality of your Clan Clan is really desperate!"
Zhan Jiuqiang looked carefully, and found a trace of lines in the gully of the nine people's skin.
These lines look like very subtle wrinkles at a glance, but when you look carefully, their tracks all contain the mysteries of the world, and they are all array lines!
In addition, these formation patterns are faintly immortal, as if they may emerge into the air at any time.
As a Barbarian King, he knew the rules of Luo Shenhai better than most people. Even though the ban is extremely strict now, any realm king realm warrior who set foot is likely to be attacked.
However, nothing is absolute!
For the powerhouses standing on the pinnacle of the four races of humans and demons, they can still pay a certain price to avoid this rule. For example, this "Seal of Immortal Blood", it is a seal of formation carved under the body of the strong by the Great Dixian using his own essence and blood.
Once blessed, the realm king can enter the Sea of ​​Falling God at will!
However, the conditions for the immortal blood seal to be used are also quite harsh. First of all, the earth immortal itself consumes a lot of vitality, even if it is supplemented with the best medicine, it will take several years to recover.
Secondly, the strong person who accepts the seal must be the Realm King Realm First Level Cultivation, and he must not be too old, and must be controlled within one hundred and fifty years old.
The most important thing is that once these powerhouses are planted with immortal blood, their lifespan will be greatly shortened, with only less than 50 years left!
Able to become a realm king within one hundred and fifty years old, this kind of warrior talent will not be too bad, and it is completely hopeful that he can become a top realm king and have a life span of hundreds of years.
It is conceivable how difficult it is for such a character to give up a long life and accept the immortal blood seal willingly.
But right now, this heavy xuan clan has gathered nine people in one fell swoop!
"Dare to utter filthy words and insult the ancestors, you should kill!" The old man with moles cast a cold glance at the barbarian king and pronounced his sentence.
Zhan Jiuqiang smiled and patted his skinny chest: "Yeah, it's a new thing. Your Chongxuan tribe has worked so hard to send you a batch of waste in. Did it make you brag about it? Come on, let me Let me see, how are you going to kill me."
In the same level, the power of mind is respected!
Although these nine powerhouses are realm kings, they only have one level. And Zhan Jiuqiong is a four-star life trainer! Fighting one-on-one, none of them will be the opponent of Zhan Jiuqiang.
Even if the strength of the nine people skyrocketed after joining forces, Zhan Jiuqiang could escape, and it was impossible to be killed by them.
Therefore, Zhan Jiuqiang has no fear.
"The frog at the bottom of the well dare to speculate about the ancestor's immortal family means?" The red mole old man had indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person, and he was too lazy to explain.
Then, he turned to the Demon King for himself: "Winter sinks in the sand, make a decision."
Dong Chensha gritted his teeth, and a thought power flew out of his eyebrows. This mind power is quite mysterious, shaped like a pearl, not filled with the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter like ordinary ones, but sitting cross-legged with a figure.
Observe carefully, this figure is a mini version of the winter sand!
"The source of the power of mind! Winter sinks in the sand, you are crazy!"
The Barbarian King suddenly widened his eyes, and the source of the power of thought was the purest soul crystallization of the life trainer. If it is controlled by someone, it will become the other's puppet for life. This binding force is hundreds of times stronger than the ordinary natal soul pledge!
I am afraid that the binding force of the slave seal is slightly better than it.
"No! Stop him!" Suddenly, Jiang Qiushi couldn't help changing his color after thinking of something.
"Haha! Winter is sinking, you are so aware of current affairs, the ancestors will certainly reward you." The old man with moles laughed sharply like Ye Xiao, he grabbed the source of the Demon King's mind, and then cried out, "Go!"
The remaining eight realm kings responded silently, and bunches of extremely pure realm power originated from above their heads. The origin of these world powers quickly converged to the old man with moles in the middle, and then, a ray of light burst out of the latter's head.
However, this ray of light didn't have the aura of world power, and it contained only a figure!
This figure is a one-eyed old man, his face is like an ancient moon, his face is ruddy like a baby, he can't tell the specific age.
His silver wire was tied into a bun, and on top of the bun was a wooden hairpin. The hairpin is in the shape of chicken wings and wood grain. It seems unsurprising at first glance, but after staring for a long time, you will feel that your mind is dragged in and sinking into the boundless wonderful world
The highest quality! And it's one of the most powerful among the best!
Looking down, he was dressed in an earthy-yellow robe, and the mist on the robe rolled back and forth, as if stagnant like good mercury. In every light fog particle, there is a vaguely self-contained aura spreading out
Surprisingly, it is another piece of the best quality of the earth!
Wooden hairpins, long robes, sabers at the knees, cloth shoes... this old man's outfit is not inferior to the best!
"Ancestor Chongxuan."
Yang Lie changed his color in astonishment. Apart from that extremely immortal-level powerhouse, who else could have such a terrifying wealth? Although he was not the deity who came here, just condensed a bunch of martial arts true meaning, but that breath is already mighty, like the sky.
Ancestor Chongxuan faintly fell on Dongchensha with a yellow eye. Although the latter was the master of a tower, he couldn't help stiffening his body, revealing a nervous look.
Unexpectedly, he was so one-eyed, and seeing that the blind half was obviously caused by being hit by someone, I don't know who made the move.
Soon, the source of the power that flew from the heads of the eight surrounding world kings poured into the body of the ancestor of Chongxuan. The Great Immortal took a long breath, and the wind and clouds around his body suddenly moved, and yellow light appeared on his fingertips.
The heavy yellow awns rolled around, gradually becoming silky long. Afterwards, the ancestor pointed at Demon King Dong Chensha with his finger!
"Grumbling!"
The sound of boiling water sounded, and pieces of array runes emerged from the body of the winter sand. They kept twisting and moving, slowly condensing into a huge array of light patterns.
"Fairy pattern blessing!"
The Barbarian King shouted at Jiuqiang, his voice full of anger.
He suddenly realized that the Chongxuan clan sent nine realm kings to come, and he didn't expect them to participate in the battle. The biggest role of these nine people is to provide energy and help the ancestor Chongxuan complete the immortal pattern!
This "fairy pattern" is a method that can only be mastered by the strong in the fairyland. Using it to portray the warrior can allow the warrior to quickly increase his strength and have a combat power that was unimaginable in the past.
Even this immortal pattern can be blessed on the profound weapon and attack, enhancing its power!
Although it has various magical effects, the use of fairy patterns requires a lot of power. If the deity of Chongxuan ancestor came here, he could naturally draw it easily without any further effort.
But at the moment it was only a real avatar, so he used means in advance to send the nine realm kings here to help him complete the immortal pattern! And the object of the fairy pattern blessing is--
Demon King, the winter sand!
"call out!"
When it was, a figure in a mysterious robe flew up through the air, and the dark golden spear in his hand was aimed at the ancestor Chongxuan in the air. A shot stabbed, and the four calamities of thunder, water, fire, and wind roared superimposed, shrouded in a strong sense of annihilation.
"Wow!"
Countless exclamations rang out, especially the eyes of the nine realm kings, and their hearts almost shattered: Where is this lunatic? He, did he dare to attack the ancestor?
Although there was only a real avatar in front of him, it also represented the deity of the ancestor Chongxuan. Attacking him was no different from attacking the ancestor.
"Om!"
The ancestor Chongxuan was obviously also angered, and a hint of anger appeared on his indifferent face. The fairy pattern formation trembled abruptly, and a tsunami-like force burst out.
"puff!"
Yang Lie felt as if he had been smashed into his chest with a hammer, his blood boiled like a boil, strong fishy intent surged, and he flew upside down hundreds of feet away on the spot.
"Chongxuan fairy pattern!"
After this change, the true meaning energy of Chongxuan ancestor was also damaged. It seems that he does not want to have any more branches, the speed of finger drawing suddenly increased dozens of times, and the mysterious fairy pattern pattern finally took shape
It was only a foot wide in width, but the inner fairy patterns flowed, full of complicated meaning, and the heart seemed to fall into the maze at the first glance, and it was no longer free.
"Wow!"
Dongchensha's face, forehead, arms, and all the exposed skin have blue veins floating one by one. There is a bright yellow light flowing inside these emerging tendons, it seems that what is filled with is not blood, but sand!
His breath was already extremely shocking, but after the change, it became even more terrifying. Just as the muscles and muscles bounced slightly, the sound of string opening was constantly exploding in the air!
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The strong percussion sounded, and there was a wild beast hidden in the winter sand. The sound of his heartbeat became extremely strong, and every sound seemed to fall on the human heart, and the blood in the human heart should be guided. Out.
"Go ahead, kill them all." The Chongxuan ancestor's indifferent one-eyed swept across Zhan Jiuqiong and Jiang Qiushi, slowly disappearing, disappearing.
Winter Chensha stood upright, his eyes were shining with yellow light, and bloodthirsty came to him, and he respectfully responded: "Yes, ancestor."