Fairy Palace

  Zhou Mian...No, Zhou Mian is already dead. To be precise, it should be the Dragon Gill who resurrected from the corpse.

  It slowly stood up, as if it was still a little uncomfortable with the new body at the moment. The body was constantly twisting into a very strange arc, as if it was moving its body.

  But those hollow eyes swept across everyone on the opposite side, making everyone present feel a chill.

  Finally, its gaze fixed on Ye Tian's body, and it made the familiar husky voice of the dragon's dignity:

   "You are strong, decisive enough, and cruel enough. Unfortunately, you are still not enough to deal with me!"

   Ye Tian’s shoulder injury caused Nan Xueyi to bandage hastily, and she stood up and said:

   "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. If you can resurrect this way several times, then I can kill you several times!"

   Ye Tian has gone through countless catastrophes and baptisms. I don’t know how many things that will be reborn and regenerate, but there is a way to crack them in the end, so there is no worry.

  Dragon's hollow eyes showed a crazy look:

   "No, you don't have a chance!" As he said, Long Heming gently folded his hands together and built a bridge of meaning.

   Just because Ye Tian squeezed the head of the body in front of him, even the more than ten black-robed monks who were in the questioning period seemed to lose control, stiff and motionless.

Following the actions of Long Haomin at this time, these black-robed monks moved again, but instead of attacking the monks here, they turned to the back and the blood-red light became weaker and weaker under the suppression of the stars in the sky. Fly away to the huge palace!

  Long Hao said:

"Every time the Abyss of Sin is opened, countless monks will enter here because of the greed in their hearts. Only a small number of lucky people can successfully get out. Most of the remaining monks cannot leave after the three months are over. I catch it."

  "Only in the questioning period can some spiritual wisdom survive under the black fog, and only the strength of the monks in the questioning period is I valued, so I left these guys."

   "As for the others, they were all killed by me and thrown into this palace!"

  "I know more about sin than anyone, and the accumulation in it is far beyond your imagination."

  "From the beginning, in this abyss of sin, I wanted to kill a person, and I have never missed it!"

   Ye Tian frowned and asked:

   "So who are you?"

   "Human?" Long Gaoming gave out a sneer full of jealousy and contempt, and said:

"I am God!"

   "I am the incarnation of this black mist, I am the source of the horror of this abyss of evil!"

  Following a few words of Long Gengming, the voice of Shanda Fanyue that seemed to have been echoing over the cemetery of the gods suddenly became much louder, roaring in anger!

   "I understand!" Ye Tian said slowly: "I understand the secrets of the cemetery of the gods."

  "This cemetery of the gods is not just a place to bury the gods!"

  "The strong man in ancient times was buried here to suppress a guy like you!"

   "These rune-engraved rock palaces, including the huge bridges I have seen, solid towers tied with iron chains, and rune-engraved altars. They are all to suppress your buildings."

  "For countless tens of thousands of years, there has been some loosening of these suppressions. You escaped, but you can only exist in such a strange state."

  "You use your knowledge of the abyss of evil to make Zhou Mian believe your words, and use the Immortal Inheritance to trick Zhou Mian into using it for you. Your purpose is only to unlock the suppression and release the real you!"

"You are indeed strong enough and evil enough. There were so many powerful people in the ancient times, but they were unable to eliminate you, but could only suppress you. As a result, they were still unable to suppress them, allowing existences like you to escape. Let Ben It should be full of the sacred cemetery of the gods, the black mist of evil and terror, and the stern and desperate'Devil May Cry' shrouded, turning into a Jedi full of crisis and death!"

   "I used to enter the tomb of an ancient strong man named Yuandu Zhanzun. There is a chess game in his cave, which is an endgame."

  Ye Tian sighed and continued: "I think that chess game is actually a sandbox, but I didn't know what his chess game sandbox simulates at the time. I know now."

"The white chess in that chess game represents the strong men buried here, and the black chess represents what is suppressed underneath! Although the chess game is not over, white has exhausted its momentum, and black is determined to win. This game is to describe the situation of both of you at that time."

   Ye Tian raised his head slightly, looked at the giant shadow in the sky that seemed to be endlessly moving in the distance, and said:

   "What kind of picture was that supposed to be at the time."

"The heavens and the earth are dim, the continents are shaking, the sun, the moon, and the stars appear in the sky at the same time. Countless peers beyond the immortal ranks work together to fight, but they are still invincible. Countless strong who even surrendered in front of the sky fell. In a desperate situation, I can only suppress it forcibly at my own expense!"

  Through Dragon's words, plus all the previous observations, Ye Tian could quickly guess the truth that was already clear at a glance.

  Other monks can naturally too, thinking of the scene that Ye Tian said about what happened before, everyone's faces are full of infinite awe.

   In front of the cruel truth one after another, they had fully reacted, and they were fortunate for Ye Tian's appearance. They believed Ye Tian and understood that Ye Tian saved them.

  If Ye Tian hadn't appeared, they would have sacrificed their lives obediently, but only to release a guy like Long Heming from the suppression.

Hearing Ye Tian's words, Long Hemin said in a hoarse voice: "Your guess is correct, I am indeed trying to release the existence under the suppression, which is my body. It is a pity that all these suppressions are connected as one. "

  Ye Tian nodded, and said, “No wonder when you activated this palace earlier, all the palaces in the cemetery of the gods were aroused.”

  Long Hao Mian’s voice contained some regrets: "I have only ruined a small part of my plans for so many years."

   "But I still have a long time!"

  "This time use the lives of you people to destroy the next palace. Three years later, new people will come in. These palaces will eventually be destroyed by me!"

  Long Heming said as he spoke, the ten black-robed monks controlled by him entered the red light of the palace one by one.

   "For so many years, the previous monks have also resisted, causing me such trouble, making me as embarrassed as today, you are still the first."

  "You can stand up to all these monks during the questioning period. After the end, I will stay with you, undergo the erosion and refinement of the black mist, and become my powerful subordinate."

  When the words were over, all the ten black-robed monks who were in the questioning period had been thrown into the huge palace.

  The red light that has been faintly weakened suddenly became stronger! The entire palace was once again gushing out with a strong blood-red light, completely swallowed and drowned!

   Hundred-zhang thick beam of light also re-emerged, once again rushed into the sky for a long distance, pushing back the red light of stars in the sky.

   Throwing the lives of these ten black-robed monks in the questioning period, the suppressed palace ushered in an outbreak again.

  Long Hemiao stood in front of the blood-red light, as if there was an endless sea of ​​blood behind him, his long hair was windless, and his robe was fluttering and hunting.

  Long Qiang's hands folded his hands together, his handprints changed, and the red light behind him suddenly separated and poured into Long's body. His translucent crystal skin instantly seemed to be soaked in blood.

   Immediately afterwards, thin lines of red light spread from under his feet. Those thin red lines seemed to be composed of countless subtle and mysterious runes, and the liquid generally flowed and spread on the earth.

  In a very short time, it spread out to a thousand feet. A huge red formation was formed on the earth!

   Ye Tian and all other monks were also covered by this formation, but Ye Tian did not perceive the feeling of danger in this formation, so he was a little wondering what Long Heming wanted to do right now.

  At this time, some distance behind the palace side, a familiar milky white light liquid suddenly rose from the ground like a fountain, rushing straight to the sky!

  The people present have changed colors, and they are already very familiar with such a picture.

  This is obviously a sign that the tomb of God has been opened!

   "Sure enough, there is a tomb of the gods near every palace!" Ye Tian said, "These tombs of the gods suppress the things under the palace!"

  It’s just that the way that Long Heming currently opens the tomb of the gods is obviously different from normal. I don’t know what consequences he will have if he does this.

Although the psychological feeling will not be a good thing, it can't be stopped. I can only watch the light liquid rise into the sky and transform into a huge tomb phantom in the air. A giant black shadow in the sky stepped out, come Before reaching the grave, lay in!

  But the formation that spread from Long Hao's body also enveloped this huge tomb phantom!

  The state of this tomb is wrong!

  The handprints of the dragon 壑暝 changed again!

  The thin blood-red lines forming the formation on the grave began to shrink quickly!

  A huge milky-white light cluster, under the traction of the blood-red thread, began to slowly rise from the ground.

  The height of the milky white light group is increasing, and then there are a series of golden thin lines emerging from it!

  As soon as the golden thread appeared, a pure vicissitudes of life permeated out!

  In the air, even the ethereal clear air began to gather around, trembling slightly to surrender.

   "Santa Claus inheritance!"

   "It turned out to be the inheritance of immortality!?"

  The surrounding monks watched this scene and kept exclaiming in disbelief.

  This dragon 壑暝 actually relied on the nameless blood red formation, did not enter the tomb of the gods, and forcibly pulled out the immortal inheritance!

  Long Heming said indifferently:

   "I didn't actually deceive Zhou Mian. Using blood to offer, I can indeed open the tomb of the gods and forcibly obtain the inheritance of the immortal way. This is also the reason why the immortality is permeated in this palace.

   Ye Tian shook his head and said: "This tomb of the gods exists mainly to suppress you. You open the tomb and use your blood to draw out the inheritance of the immortal way. Isn't it a cocoon?"

  Long Qiang said lightly:

   "I really can't absorb this immortal way inheritance, but I have a way to force my use, borrow the power from it, and kill you all!"

   Ye Tian's face finally changed!

His current strength is comparable to that of Long Gengmin, and he can be defeated only by grasping Long Gengmin’s weakness. If Long Gengmin can really borrow the immortal energy from the immortal way and use it for him, the realm of strength will be restored to The pinnacle of himself may still have the power to fight.

  In this current state, there is no other possibility!

The Immortal Dao in this Immortal Dao inheritance is so vast that Ye Tian could use only a tiny bit. Compared with that, it is a drop in the ocean, a drop in the air, and even if Long Dimin’s strength is weak, his control of the immortal Qi is of this order of magnitude Ye Tian's complete crushing was enough to easily defeat Ye Tian!

  As the golden color in the milky white light group gets richer, the red rune thread around it becomes more forbidden, and it is firmly bound in it!

   Immediately afterwards, the rich fairy qi flowed along the blood-red thin lines, and gathered in front of Long Gianzhao!

  Long Qiang gently stretched out his hand and gathered the golden fairy energy into a ball, turning it into a pale golden sword.

  The blade of the sword slowly turned in his hand, making a slight hum, as if the surrounding space was admiring the sword and surrendering.

  He looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes were full of intoxication, and he said softly:

   "What a powerful force! But the strength of my body is countless times stronger than this!"

   "It's okay, be patient."

   "As long as you kill you, I will be one step forward from success!"

  Long Heming’s gaze fell on the people in front of him, and with a light wave of his hand, the pale golden blade cut through the air silently and stabbed at them!

  The sword seemed to be silent on the way, and there was no movement, but everyone on this side suddenly felt a strong pressure, as if a mountain covered them firmly!

  This is the huge difference between Xian and Fan!

  The aura filled with heaven and earth is respected by the fairy qi, the realm below the fairy, after being locked by the fairy qi attack, the surrounding aura trembles with fear, the space seems to be frozen, and it is impossible to even escape!

Previously in the tomb of Yuandu Zhanzun, his armor of a thousand feet tall once attacked Ye Tian and others. They were able to move and escape because it was just an armor and there was no fairy energy at all. The attack relies solely on its own power.

  It is inevitable to avoid at this moment, then you have to fight with all your strength!

  At this moment, hundreds of monks present were all summoned to display their auras and spells.

   Countless light waves of various colors, sword aura, and magical instruments are intertwined, and countless colorful rays of light flashed in the sky!