Chapter 245: Seven bloodshed

At this time, eighteen monks in the air were divided into eighteen positions, and one hand was printed on the cliff. Everyone’s face showed a very hard expression. Xu Ziyan can clearly feel that the mana in the eighteen monks is constantly flowing into the cliff.
"What happened?" Jia Cheng asked the monk next to him.
"It was last night, when a stone suddenly fell in the sky and squatted on the cliff. The seal on the cliff was loosened."
"The stone that fell in the sky?" Xu Ziyan squinted at the gods, his eyes looked down the cliff, and he saw a stone about one meter in diameter falling on the ground.
"Meteorite!" Xu Ziyan immediately determined the origin of the stone in his heart.
"Seal?" Xu Ziyan looked up at the cliffs of several dozen feet. Because of the presence of You Yue and Jia Cheng, Xu Ziyan did not dare to release his mental strength to explore, only to look at it with his eyes.
Quietly stepped back, and fell behind You Yue and Jia Cheng, and picked up the eyes of Kuang Peng to look over the cliff. The blue of the eyes flashed, and on the cliff, there were eighteen signs. The eighteen seals are not the same as the ones that Xu Ziyan has mastered. They are higher than the top grades of the nine products, but they are lower than the level of Fubao.
"This... is the ancient super-print?"
In the inheritance of Xu Ziyan, there are only records of various ancient works, but there is no detailed production method. Now Xu Ziyan saw the ancient scriptures that he did not inherit in his inheritance, and his heart could not help but immediately immersed himself. Eighteen characters in the middle of the dotted line are staggered, like a huge maze, a thousand threads, no trace can be found.
Xu Ziyan relied on the knowledge he had mastered in his inheritance, and he was stripped of it bit by bit. This immersion in it completely forgot the time and place.
Not to mention that the purple smoke was immersed in the seal, the eighteen monks above the cliff, the look of this time is more and more anxious. One of the monks saw the arrival of Jiacheng and hurriedly shouted:
"Jia Shizhen, the seal will be loose, we will never be able to stand up, you can find a way!"

Is there any report to Zongmen Qianfufeng?
Jia Cheng asked in a hurry.
"I have sent my disciples. I don't know if I can come or not!"
Jia Cheng turned to look at Liu Yiqing. In addition to the 18 old monks on the cliffs, Liu Yiqing’s level of tune is the highest. As for Xu Ziyan, all the people directly ignored her. Although her reputation has been very loud, no one believes that a family disciple in the secular world will have anything to do with the technique. As for the Sovereign personally sent them to bring Xu Ziyan back to the Zongmen. To be honest, in their hearts, they all think that they are looking for a partner. No matter Jia Jia, or You Yue, no one will take this matter seriously. Anyone who has something to do with the big joke of Tai Xuanzong will be taken seriously in the heart.
Seeing that Jia Cheng looked at himself, Liu Yiqing hurriedly shook his head, and how her level might have studied this ancient stamp.
Xu Ziyan, immersed in the ancient scriptures, is full of unclear symbols. These symbols are connected in series and intertwined, and they become a giant net. It seems that Xu Ziyan’s spiritual power is constantly gathered, let Xu Ziyan The mental power is so powerful that it is almost on the verge of collapse. It has become a mess in my mind, and I feel like I am in a huge maze. There are constantly a variety of ancient beasts pounced on themselves.
Although Xu Ziyan did not move there, but in consciousness, he was experiencing a completely different war. Looking at the various ancient beasts that rushed to the sky, Xu Ziyan struggled to fight. But the burst of powerlessness gradually spread in consciousness.
Judging from the appearance of Xu Ziyan, Xu Ziyan’s face has completely lost its blood color, and the white is like a blank sheet of paper. The five senses and seven scorpions have already oozing blood.
Liu Yiqing accidentally turned back and saw the appearance of Xu Ziyan, and could not help but scream in horror. This scream awakened everyone, everyone looked at Liu Yiqing's gaze, and they were shocked when they saw the appearance of Xu Ziyan. I don't know why Xu Ziyan will become like this.
Yu Yue reached out and wanted to push Xu Ziyan. Just halfway out of the hand, there was a burst of air in the air:
"Don't move her!"
You Yue’s hand immediately stagnated in the air. From the air, one person landed at her side, first glanced at the cliff, then looked at Xu Ziyan again. All eyes are appreciated and pity, and they say to everyone:
"Don't move her!" Then he looked at the cliff.
The people neatly bowed to the man and said: "See Liang Fengzhu!"
Liang Zhidong waved his hand, his eyes did not leave the cliff, and his face became more and more heavy. Jia Cheng looked at the heavy face of the thousand peaks and peaks, and could not help but be shocked. Want to know who is this person? It is the head of the peak of the thousand-level peak of the North Gate. It is a great monk in the knot period! What else can make this character show such a heavy expression!
Moreover, what exactly is this cliff, he just vaguely knows that it seems to suppress an old demon here. As for what demon? Why is the suppression here? When is the suppression here? Who suppressed him here? He is not clear. So, bravely, asked softly:
"Uncle Shi, what is going on with this cliff?"
Liang Zhidong took back the look of the cliff and sighed and said: "The cliff is sealed with a big demon. When there is no Taixuan, it is sealed here. No one knows at first, then we are too Xuanzong. I found that there is a spiritual vein, and I took it down and built a branch. I didn’t think that just a thousand years ago, the seal on the cliff seemed to be exhausting the spiritual power and loosening it. The big demon was only able to stretch. With one head out, the monks of the entire branch were swallowed up.
If it is not a coincidence that there is a Yuan Ying period master who has traveled from the Central Plains to pass through here, to display the power, once again seal the big demon, I am afraid it will break the seal. That is, let alone our north, I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe in the entire mainland.

"Is that big master not leaving a seal?"
Liang Zhidong looked at Jiacheng in a weird look. Jia Cheng also realized it in an instant. How did the Yuan Ying monk pass his cultivation method to Tai Xuanzong who had nothing to do with him? It is good to be able to seal this demon in the North.
Liang Zhidong shook his head slowly and sighed a little, but said helplessly: "When the great master left, he once said that the seal he laid down could seal this demon for 10,000 years. When they are near, they will send someone to seal the demon. Who can think of it, but it has fallen from the sky and destroyed the seal! Is it true that the mainland is going through a catastrophe?"
"Uncle Shi, you... is there no way?"

No!
Liang Zhidong shook his head in a blank voice:
Unless we gather the monks above the basement period in the north, we will infuse the mana into the eighteen seals day and night, and then send people to the Zhongyuan Zongmen. Going to find the Yuan Ying master, to seal this demon again. But the most fear is that we are not useful to infuse the mana inside. Once the mark is damaged, our perfusion mana is only temporarily added in the signature. Spiritual consumption. But at the same time it is also destroying the seal. Once the crack of the print is enlarged, it means the seal is invalid."
"That... if we immediately assemble the Northern Territory monks and send people to the Central Plains to ask the great master, can you still have time?"
"It's too late!" Liang Zhidong's face was heavier and heavier. He looked up at the cliff and said: "This print can't support a few hours."
Liang Zhidong said solemnly: "Jia Cheng, you immediately rushed back to the Zongmen, told the lord to let the lord withdraw the sects of Zongmen, concentrate the power, and then announce the sects of the North, prepare for the Robbery!"
"This... well, I will go back immediately." After that, the figure was up and straight, and instantly disappeared between the blue sky and the white clouds.
"That... what do we do?" Yu Yue’s eyes revealed the color of fear.
"The people in the branch were all withdrawn to the Zongmen." Liang Zhidong said with a deep voice.
"That... what should she do?" Liu Yiqing stretched his fingers and stood still there, and Xu Ziyan, who was bleeding from the seven sputum.
"She..." Liang Zhidong’s eyes revealed appreciation and regret, and whispered, "Who is she?"
"She is the disciple you want to collect, Xu Ziyan." Liu Yiqing whispered.
"Xu Ziyan?" Liang Zhidong's look is a change. Seriously, he looked up and down the purple smoke and whispered softly: "I didn't think she was really a genius! Unfortunately..."
"She... what happened?" Liu Yiqing asked in disbelief.
"She is caught in that mark, can she break free from that mark, she must see her, no one can help her!"
"that……"
"If she can get out of the seal, it proves that she has already understood the seal, so that she can seal the big demon again. This is not only her blessing, but also a blessing in the northern world. It is also a blessing for us to be too Xuanzong. If she can't comprehend, she... will be exhausted and dying! Hey... Wizards, unfortunately!"
At this time, Xu Ziyan in consciousness was madly running in a dim labyrinth, waving a long sword helplessly driving countless ancient beasts, watching the flesh and blood of his body being bitten one by one.
Outside, the cliffs of several tens of feet, the originally smooth cliffs suddenly bulged outwards. In time, the eighteen monks who had been pouring in the mana were shocked and flew out, neatly squirting three Ruled blood. The body fell helplessly down. Eighteen figures were struck on the ground, and the eighteen monks who fell in the air caught it and gently fell to the ground.
"Roar……"