Chapter 2389: July

Above the platform of heaven, Jiang Bofa and others were sitting cross-legged in various places.
In his body, the power of heaven lingers faintly and gathers.
Suddenly, a ray of light shone to the sky.
Jiang Bofa almost screamed up to the sky, and his body and surroundings were even more shocking.
Seeing a white dragon leaping into the sky, winding endlessly, endless clouds and mist, like hiding in the wind and thunder, clouds and rain churning.
On his body, strands of purple and blue immortals gathered together, like double dragons, lingering around the body.
Jiang Bofa, be holy!
That Xian Yuan is almost different from Hun Yuan's power, and every strand of horror is more than ten times more than what he had before.
However, his body has not been stabilized by Xianyuan.
Jiang Bofa's eyes were holy, reflecting everything on this heavenly path.
He had been in Semi-Holy for many years. After that, Qin Xuan taught, gave instructions, and went through great changes. In a few years, he experienced life and death, all kinds of convergence, on this platform of heaven, he jumped into holy.
Even Jiang Bofa himself never thought that he would be holy in such a short time.
Around them, the many Tianjiao hadn't even noticed it. There were rules of heaven around them that blocked everything, even if the sky was torn apart, they could not be disturbed.
Just as Jiang Bofa was full of joy, a slightly stubborn voice sounded.
"Roar what!?"
Jiang Bofa's complexion changed suddenly, and he was shocked by Shengyuan, forming a domain, isolating everything.
Immediately, I saw a tender palm, entering this domain, and its holy origin, as if it were pulled apart, spread out around.
Snapped!
He slapped Jiang Bofa directly on the back of his head and staggered him.
In the air, a figure in red clothes giggled.
Jiang Bofa raised his head and turned around, looking behind him, his expression faintly changing.
I saw the red dress, dancing in the air, looking at Jiang Bofa with a smile.
"Qin Hongyi!" Jiang Bofa spit out three words, and his eyes were incredible.
He had become holy, but in an instant, his holy origin was broken by Qin Hongyi.
The most important thing is that he has never felt the realm of Qin Hongyi.
"You are also holy!?"
Jiang Bofa couldn't help asking, shocked.
Hearing these words, Qin Hongyi's smile stiffened, and his face became a little heavy, "Bofa Jiang, do you want to be beaten!?"
Jiang Bofa was a little inexplicable, and at this moment, he looked slightly.
I saw Qin Xuan slowly walking in the depths of Tiandaotai.
He glanced at Jiang Bofa and said, "Red, don't mess around!"
Qin Hongyi snorted, ignoring Jiang Bofa, and fell beside Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at Jiang Bofa faintly, "Since you have been sanctified, I will agree to what I said before."
"Jiang Bowen is still in Zhongyu today, and he is under my command!"
When Bo Jiang heard the words, his pupils condensed slightly, and immediately, his body shook, and the surrounding Saint Yuan was extremely unstable.
"My brother is not dead yet!? Where is he!?" He stared at Qin Xuan firmly, if there was endless anxiety and worry in his eyes.
Qin Xuan didn't answer Jiang Bofa, but said lightly: "The rest, you don't need to know more, the first level of sanctification, I will let you see Jiang Bowen!"
Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi passed Jiang Bofa slowly and walked outside the Tiandao platform.
Jiang Bofa clenched his fists, and the first stage of sanctification...Even if he was sanctified, it also contained various opportunities, and he even had to enter the platform of heaven to be able to enter the Holy.
"correct!"
Qin Xuan's footsteps suddenly paused, "The destruction of the Situ family and the Su family came from Jiang Bowen."
Qin Xuan left a sentence, and the chaos wing slowly spread, "Let's go, red!"
"it is good!"
Qin Hongyi happily responded, and immediately, she shook in Qin Xuan's chaotic world wing and disappeared here.
Jiang Bofa's eyes were dull, and the destruction of the Situ family and the Su family were actually made by Jiang Bowen.
This……
At this moment, Jiang Bo's joy of sanctification disappeared, and his heart was even more messy.
...
The Western Regions, in the endless desert.
There is a desert of blood, where, every grain of sand is as if bloodied.
Countless sand and dust gathered and turned into this desert.
Not only that, but there are also plants in it, the whole body is like a crystal, and it is low and short.
This blood desert didn't exist here before, it only appeared after the canonization of the emperor.
This place is now the place where the former ancient creatures gather in West Desert, and it is also one of the forbidden places for the living creatures of the present age.
Even the demons and monsters of the Western Regions at this moment are unwilling to step into this place.
Once there were unbelievers who stepped into it, they never walked out again.
Deep in this blood desert, purple mist filled the vast world.
The purple mist is strangely terrifying, occasionally, there is some kind of thunder flashing in it, or there is some howling straight into the fairy mind, the soul.
In the ear, it is as if countless sharp claws tear in the mind.
Passing through this purple mist, the rich breath was almost disgusting.
In the deepest part of the purple mist, an altar made of flesh and blood appeared here.
Around this place, there are seven semi-saint creatures, and everyone looks terrifying and terrifying.
There are creatures with human-shaped crocodile-faced tiger tails, and creatures like crocodile-shaped, but human-faced eagle wings...
Seven creatures, each of them has a blood-colored crystal at the center of the eyebrows.
Around the altar filled with flesh and blood, there are piles of fairy bones.
The immortal bones are like firewood, continuously thrown into the altar, falling into its flesh and blood, the immortal bones touches the flesh and blood, and it burns into flames, and finally all the light is swallowed into the altar.
The seven creatures formed an array around the altar. At the top of the altar, a severed hand appeared quietly. On top of it, the purple mist was like a whirlpool. The whirlpool was deep and there was no end in sight, as if running through the entire area. Sky dome.
The seven creatures even uttered ancient words and words, and there were constant voices permeating them, and even ancient writings fell into the altar of flesh and blood.
No one knows how many souls died at this altar, nor how long this altar was sacrificed.
Until, the seven creatures Muran burst out loudly.
At the center of the eyebrows of the seven creatures, the blood-colored crystal suddenly broke away from their foreheads and rushed to the top of the altar.
Seven blood crystals lingered around the severed hand.
Click, click...
In the continuous distortion of the severed hand, in the large array, silently, a crack opened from the purple mist vortex.
Immediately, the seven creatures squatted on the ground, their hideous and terrifying bodies, shivering at this moment.
As if to welcome the coming existence, like a god.
The seven creatures all spoke in unison, their voices stretched into the crack.
If Qin Xuan was here, I was afraid that he would know what the seven creatures were talking about.
That was the sacred language of a clan that used to be in the pre-Ancient Era, this clan was called the Celestial Corpse Clan.
The ancestor of a clan created the existence of this clan.
Put together the corpses of many powerful creatures and use the spirits of many creatures as fertilizer to nurture a brand-new soul.
This soul was integrated into the corpse, and in the end, this corpse family was created.
This holy word is...
‘Welcome to the holy ancestor! ’