Chapter 648: Sui Ren passed the fire in the ghostly stream!

"Have you been to Nether River? Can you find the corpse repairing valley?"
Nether Stream, Corpse Repair Valley?
Located in the northern part of Luzhou in Beiju, under the profound ice of the North Sea, Yang Jian, together with Lu Chunyang and Bai Ze, took Liuya back to the Three Realms, which is the deepest part of the corpse repair valley.
Hearing what Tianyan Daozi had said, Yang Jian suddenly raised it with heart.
Corpse Repair Valley, Corpse Repair Valley... Could it be...
"Resurrected from the dead!"
The black spirit master whispered: "Can you save my uncle first?"
"It can't be saved, I haven't broken through the Saint Realm yet," Tianyan Daozi replied decisively. The Black Spirit Lord had to say something, but was stopped by Suihuang.
The Suiren clan said warmly: "Qi Ermo wants to interject. What they want to discuss is the major event of survival and extinction, and it is also related to whether the human race will survive in the future."
The Black Spirit Lord was silent, quietly watching Yang Jian and Daozi Tianyan who were half a foot apart.
For some reason, she felt that the two people were somewhat similar, but she couldn't tell where they were similar.
"Look with you," Tianyan Daozi's face was serious, and a cloud of mist melted from the sleeves of the robe, and the mist wrapped Yang Jian, and the environment around the two of them changed instantly.
They just stood still, but they seemed to be in the North Sea, standing on the snow-capped mountains of Beiju Luzhou, looking out over the northern ice field.
A terrible crack appeared in the ice sheet, and a steady stream of black energy gushed out of the crack; while the miasma of Beiju Luzhou seemed to be induced by some inexplicable force, and it floated toward the north continuously, turning the black Qi is trapped thousands of miles around the crack.
Yang Jian asked in a deep voice, "When is it?"
"Three days ago, the other party didn't give us the slightest chance to deal with it. Heavenly Dao blocked these movements and didn't disturb the monks in the wilderness." Tianyan Daozi's voice was still flat, it seemed that this was not a big deal.
Daozi Tianyan raised his hand and swiped lightly, and the scenery around the two of them changed. They went directly to the crack and fell toward the billowing black cloud.
Entering the crack, Yang Jian's brows suddenly frowned deeper.
There is a thick layer of ice on both sides of the crack, and in these layers of ice are frozen bodies neatly arranged.
"This is... the corpse repair of the corpse repair valley!"
Tianyan Daozi said: "Yes, except for a few corpses in Da Luojing, all the other corpses have been driven out, and they have lost their vitality."
Suddenly the picture paused, and Yang Jian looked down, and all he saw was what Tianyan Daozi had seen before.
There was an invisible barrier under his feet, and the black energy continuously overflowed from it, but this barrier completely stopped Tianyan Daozi's figure.
Then, Yang Jian saw a stream of light smashing downward, but all the light was broken;
The familiar big clock appeared, but it fell, but it stopped there silently, unable to fall at all, and there was no even the slightest collision.
Chaos clock is useless!
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on the palm of Yang Jian's palm. Just as Yang Jian was about to ask, a few gray lines appeared under his feet. The lines formed two eyes that could not be described in words, and he stared at them both without fluctuation.
Creepy!
Yang Jian feels creepy!
Although this is his incarnation, the primordial spirit is three parts, and his perception of the body is actually the same.
It was just these eyes that made his mind tremble unconsciously.
Then there was a rapid change of light and shadow, Tianyan Daozi shrouded himself with a chaotic bell, and awkwardly withdrew from the big crack, returned to the snow-capped mountains, and stared at the North Sea ice sheet.
Tianyan Daozi's sleeves were swept over again, Yang Jian and the light and shadow around him shattered, and the dark scenery of the stone cave turned again.
Speechless for a long time.
Not only Yang Jian and Tianyan Daozi, but the Black Spirit Lord and Suiren who saw the general scene on the side also fell into silence.
Finally, Yang Jian asked: "Is the underworld safe?"
"For the time being, the sages sealed all the passages between the netherworld and the nether stream," Tianyan Daozi shook his head, "but in terms of the three realms, the nether realm is the weakest, and because it is built in the sea of ​​blood There are too many flaws in itself."
Yang Jian lowered his head in thought.
Suiren sighed: "The one that should be here is here."
The Black Spirit Lord said nothing, just sitting quietly on the stone platform, watching with cold eyes.
Tianyan Daozi said again: "You don't have to worry, we still have a chance to prepare."
"how long?"
"The shortest is three thousand years, but the longest is less than ten thousand years." Tianyan Daozi's voice is always calm, but mixed with a little helplessness, "and this is not the final catastrophe. According to the result of the four saints, the first from it. Those who come out should be those who have come back from the dead."
"For example," Daozi Tianyan glanced at the two people aside, and said calmly: "The monster master and the monster army are several times stronger than the monster at its peak."
The Black Spirit Lord stood up immediately, but Yang Jian began to pace continuously.
"Will Dragon and Phoenix appear?"
"It's hard to say, but it shouldn't show up too much," Tianyan Daozi shook his head. "In the ancient battle, the fallen masters of the Feng clan all turned into fire feathers and dissipated. Most of the dead bodies of the dragon clan were used as Build an ancient pilgrimage road."
Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, "If it's just a monster clan, it's better to deal with it."
"In fact, it's not just the monster race, but there are also human races, spirits, spirits, and innate creatures," Tianyan Daozi said. "Anyone who has fallen in ancient or ancient times, and whose soul and corpse have disappeared, is likely to leave the black mist. come out."
Yang Jian couldn't help but exploded, cursing, "What else would you fight? If it's really like this, the chance of winning is 50%?"
"That's why I have to fight for that ray of life," Tian Yan Daozi showed a little smile instead, it seemed that it was quite interesting to see Yang Jian in a hurry.
Walking back and forth, Yang Jian kept asking for some information, and Tianyan Daozi also told everything he knew.
Heavenly Court has already responded, a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals are stationed in Beihai; the dragon clan of Beihai Dragon Palace has begun to deport the old, weak, sick and disabled to the other three seas, leaving only the elite and strong generals to cope with the battle that may occur at any time.
This point made Yang Jian a little relieved.
"What is the dark cloud?"
"I don't know, it seems to be dead, but it can't be eliminated. Sanqing and the others can only be temporarily trapped by the miasma of Beizhou," Tianyan Daozi laughed, "Do you feel helpless?"
Yang Jian thought of those indifferent eyes without any emotion or anger, "The powerful enemy has clearly appeared, and he has appeared directly in Beihai, in the world of Wubuzhou..."
"This shows two things." Tianyan Daozi shook his fingers, "First, the other party did not put us in their eyes, and was ready to directly use the trick of'resurrection from the dead' to destroy the prehistoric. In fact, this is also their destruction too. A common tactic used in the beginning, Tai Chi, and Tai Su."
Yang Jian sighed, "I also want to thank them for despising them and leaving us with some hope."
The Black Spirit Lord asked: "How can the fallen demon clan come back to life?"
"The mark of the true spirit," Tianyan Daozi seemed reluctant to mention this, and simply explained: "It is mentioned in the memory left by God the father that there is a strong enemy among the powerful enemies, and the true spirit can be left in the world. The imprint of God reshapes the true spirit."
"Is it what we saw before?"
"Not necessarily," Tianyan Daozi shrugged, "I don't even understand how they exist right now, after all, the realm is so different."
Wiping his face, Yang Jian asked again: "What's the second?"
"There are spies planted by the other side in the prehistoric land. There are already two people who can be sure. One is the demon master Kunpeng who didn't know when they took refuge in them, and the other is Shen Gongbao, who has been named the general of Fenshui."
When Tianyan Daozi finished speaking calmly, Yang Jian felt a pain in his brain.
Kunpeng is not difficult to accept, after all, Yang Jian had previously classified the brutal Kunpeng as an opponent that had to be eliminated before the war.
Shen Gongbao, who was thrown to fill the Beihai Sea Eye, was actually a chess piece placed by the opponent?
Even if Nether Jian was originally a flaw in the ‘Great Formation’ of Heaven’s Dao, it would be difficult for the opponent to start from this, and it was expected.
But I didn't expect the other party to occupy the Nether River silently. Maybe they are gathering a large army in it, and the monks in the prehistoric, up to the Six Sages, down to the ordinary heavenly soldiers, can only wait outside for the opponent to attack.
This is the suppression of the great realm.
Tianyan Daozi looked at Yang Jian, "The most urgent task is to get rid of Kunpeng to avoid future troubles."
"Where to find it?"
"Naturally go to the Chaos Sea," Tianyan Daozi glanced at the Black Spirit Lord and smiled. "This matter is left to you. Seeing that this princess Qi Qi is also good at cultivation, she seems to hate the demon master. You two will work together to find the trace of Kunpeng and kill it."
Yang Jian said, "It's light, why don't you follow us?"
"I want to retreat," Tianyan Daozi's tone was still calm, "If I don't become holy within three thousand years, I will kill myself and fill the power of heaven."
Yang Jian:……
Daozi Tianyan looked at Yang Jian, his eyes seemed to be a little relieved, "The time left for you is running out."
"How easy is sanctification?"
Daozi Tianyan was silent for a while, and then said: "If the final disaster comes, if I become a holy but you fail, I will sink a few prehistoric creatures into the chaotic clock and leave the prehistoric state."
Yang Jian cursed with a wry smile: "What is the use of my sanctification?"
"Unsanctified, how can I become the strongest?"
"I!"
Tianyan Daozi asked sharply, but Yang Jian didn't know how to refute it for a while. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Daozi Tianyan chuckled lightly and said to Yang Jian, turned and walked towards the corner where he came, slowly dissipating.
There is no sense of tragic and majesty, Tianyan Daozi was born from the Tao of Heaven, without much emotion.
After Daozi Tianyan left, Yang Jian turned to face the stone platform. The Black Spirit Lord was thinking about digesting what Yang Jian and Daozi Tianyan said, but the Suiren clan was watching Yang Jian.
Then Huang Surong asked Yang Jian: "Does the little friend have the assurance of being sanctified?"
"From ancient times to the present, who dares to say that there is a certainty of sanctification?" Yang Jian was a little upset, "You first relive the past, and I will go to Beihai for a tour."
"If you just go in incarnation, you may be taken advantage of by a powerful enemy," Sui Ren said, "If the little friend is the last resort of the prehistoric, you should not attract the attention of the powerful enemy too early. At this time, the farther away from the prehistoric, the better."
Yang Jian's heart shuddered, and he said to the Suiren clan, "Thank you, senior, for waking up."
"Oh, the human race is really suffering," Suiren sighed softly, staring at Yang Jian, as if thinking about something.
When Yang Jian was a little uncomfortable with the deep gaze of Suiren, Suiren suddenly said: "Come here, I have a treasure for you."
"Senior, what I am repairing is a physical body, and most of the treasures are useless to me."
Suiren raised his left hand with some effort, and the arm pierced by a few black chains, a small movement could cause endless pain, but Suiren's face remained unchanged.
The withered hand, which was half the size of the palm of a normal person, slowly spread out, gently swaying with a touch of candlelight.
"The name of this fire is the first fire that was lit by a mortal after the dark years of ancient times. Heaven is indestructible, and saints cannot be deceived. If you cannot be sanctified when a powerful enemy comes, this fire can also help you become one with the saints. war."
Pay fire.
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