Heavenly Destiny

The ancestors present were all very old. They had experienced too much, and it was difficult to see any expressions on their faces. But at this moment, they were all frightened and confused, with cold sweat breaking out on their backs and hairs in their hearts.

Although they did not trace the location of the sound, they could already guess that there was no life here. If someone could really make a sound, it could only be said to be the corpses of the seven saints floating in front of them.

But this guess is the source of all horror, because it indicates that among a group of them, there is actually a contemporary of the ancient sage. I am afraid there is nothing more exciting than this, which makes people look around.

, looking for who the so-called old friend is.

"Huh? The power of time has left no trace on your body. How did you survive?"

The voice sounded again, which made all the ancestors even more certain that the owner of the voice was undoubtedly one of the seven sages, and they could no longer help showing a look of surprise on their faces.

"Kowtow to me, the sages of the human race, now that the divine city is in danger, please ask the sages to come to the rescue!"

The ancestor of the Ouyang family stepped forward, slowly bowed to the Blood Palace, and spoke sincerely. In the world today, the only people in the world who can shoulder such a bow are probably the ancient sages.

"Ask the sages to settle the matter again!"

At the same time, the other ancestors spoke one after another, choosing the same posture as the Ouyang family, and bowed to the Blood Palace. For a while, the whole sky was filled with various sounds of pleading.

Long Xiuyang's face was gloomy. Instead of worshiping the sages like other ancestors, he scanned the bodies of the ancestors with his eyes, hoping to find the old friend mentioned by the sages. In the end, his eyes fell on Mo Wu.

Yan's eyes couldn't help but twitch wildly.

"Is it him?"

Long Xiuyang's expression changed drastically. At this moment, he had thought of a rumor. Mo Wuyan's appearance was extremely strange. Even the ancestors of the casual cultivators could find some clues before the end of the world. But only

He alone has no information at all, and his appearance is inexplicable.

Moreover, such a person who appeared out of thin air actually had an inexplicable hatred for the Long family, which caused everyone in the Long family to discuss it endlessly, but was later stopped by the Human Emperor's order, so no one dared to mention Mo Wuyan again.

Now, Long Xiuyang recalled all the speculations he had made and his heart was pounding uncontrollably. At this moment, he felt that he had found the answer.

"Forget it! Since you don't want to take action, when I get out of trouble, it's up to you to talk it over!"

The ancient sages seemed to be talking to themselves, but their words were full of sentimentality. After all, they had lived for a long time. Now that the old friends have reunited, everything in the past has resurfaced, and it has become a different scene.

"Sage! How can we revive you and let you regain your former glory!"

The ancestors were not willing to give up, and their cries resounded throughout the small world. Although the sages ignored them, they were pleading bitterly.

The white bones and the blood-stained earth were all so dazzling. The sage who was once worshiped by the human race did not pay attention to the cries of the world, but instead killed those who tried to enter the temple, making everyone feel chilled in their hearts.

Above the sky, the boy-sized sage frowned slightly at this moment. The voice just now was made by him, but his origin has dried up. It is not easy to revive. Even if he wants to truly wake up, it is too difficult.

At this moment, the blood from the ancestors on the ground flew towards him quickly, and instantly sank into the center of his eyebrows. There was originally a mark in it, but it dimmed for some unknown reason. When the blood rushed in,

, the mark suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

"Who is it?"

Between the boy's brows, the mark of immortality was flowing. The origin of his body was rapidly reviving, and an extremely tyrannical force was awakening. However, his face was full of fear. He roared, and the divine chain behind him was shaken.

It was all a trembling mess.

"Puff!"

The nearest ancestors were all swept away by this coercion, and their bodies fell to the ground uncontrollably. Even if they dodge in time, they all vomited blood.

"Buzz!"

From above Long Xiuyang's head, a golden token appeared, with a five-clawed golden dragon carved on it. When faced with the pressure, the golden dragon quickly revived and blocked the pressure for him, but he

His body was retreating unconsciously.

Mo Wuyan, who was in the distance, always had a calm expression. Although his body was constantly swaying, it gave people the illusion that this kind of person was standing tall and would never fall. His eyes were shining with divine light, and he was sweeping toward him coldly.

The Blood Palace said calmly: "One is missing!"

"Master, let's leave! I feel like this place is about to turn into a hell of Shura!"

Zhang Yang's little face turned red, and he spoke with a trembling voice, just like in the past, as if he had seen a scene that others could not see.

In the Blood Palace, Lin Xiao didn't know what was happening in the outside world. He had re-refined the Heaven-turning Seal and printed two golden runes at the bottom of the Heaven-turning Seal. This was what he had learned from the fragments.

Although I don't know what the two runes I have understood mean, I can reluctantly copy them and draw them again and again, leaving a faint trace in the end.

Lin Xiao could feel the importance of these two runes, because every time the fragment broke the restriction, these runes flashed, so he felt that if these two runes were carved, there should be unexpected effects.

The hand of the Heaven-turning Seal sank slightly. Although it lost all the vicissitudes of the past, it became even heavier, just like a blessing in disguise.

"I have adapted to this place. It's time to leave and see what this place is like!"

Lin Xiao whispered, carried the Demon-Conquering Pestle behind his back, greeted the Lightning Leopard, and walked straight into the depths of the mountain.

There are no air restrictions here, but the price to pay for flying is too tragic. Lin Xiao does not feel any temptation to unknown things, so he chooses to go on foot, so that he can continue to familiarize himself with himself.

For Lin Xiao, no matter whether he has gained something in this Blood Palace, such an environment is a kind of blessing in itself. He is a conjoined monk, but when he broke through to the fifth level of heaven, the quality of his body was somewhat

Imbalanced, so he just needs external pressure to make his body achieve a complete fit.

At the same time, Fu Yunzi was also flying quickly, but his speed was too fast, like a meteor, he had already left Lin Xiao far behind, and it could be seen that he was not rushing around in a daze, but had a clear purpose.

Purpose.

After a moment, his figure suddenly stopped, leaving an afterimage in the air. In front of him, there was a thick blood mist, and everything in it was shrouded, even his consciousness.

Hard to see through.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yunzi did not have an angry look on his face, but showed joy. He stared at the blood mist, his eyes flashing constantly.

"I once obtained a secret scroll in an ancient cave. If the records in it are correct, this will be the core of the seal, and here will be a fragment of Kuafu's soul!"

"This object has gone through too long, and the will inside it must have been weak, but it contains fragments of the great road. If it is fused by me, my stagnant cultivation will be further improved. When the time comes, Mo Wuyan

, what can Long Xiuyang do to me?"

As Fu Yunzi continued to speak, the excitement in his eyes became more and more obvious, and his breathing became a little rapid. After all, he might not be able to encounter such a fate. At this moment, he even felt like he had returned to his youth.

At that time, the mood he felt when he practiced for the first time made him unable to calm down.

"Buzz!"

From Fu Yunzi's storage bag, the blood sword that was originally in the outside world and was obtained by their three ancestors at the same time, now flew out on its own, trembled outside the blood dance, and then quickly moved deeper.

Rush away.

At the same time that Fu Yunzi entered the blood mist, Mei Laozu's figure was floating on a dry and cracked land. This land was nearly a thousand miles away, and it was impossible to see the end at a glance. And she was in this position.

At the heart of the earth.

The blood-colored land has cracks that look like cuts by knives. The big ones can allow two people to walk side by side, while the small ones are just like hair, densely covered like a spider web.

Her consciousness spread out, trying to explore the location of each crack, but the cracks were too deep and numerous, and eventually her consciousness became lost.

She was different from what Fu Yunzi had planned. This was where Kuafu's Dantian was originally. What she needed was Kuafu's ray of life, because only in this way could she return to her youthful state. It wasn't that she loved beauty.

It's because her body is already too old. If she wants to go further, she must rejuvenate her body.

The cracks under her feet were so complicated that they were like a huge honeycomb, criss-crossing and unable to find even a trace of the life spring.

The woman's natural caution prevented her from entering these cracks immediately, but now she had to make a choice because she knew the plans of Long Xiuyang and the nine major families. If they remained alive for a long time, it would inevitably lead to more trouble.

There are many Tiangan realm monks, so she doesn't have much time to waste.

"boom!"

Ancestor Mei stepped on the ground, and the whole earth roared. From her body, she quickly took out the blood sword. There were densely covered golden forbidden lines on it, making the blood sword and the outside world

contact isolated.

"It's a pity that Guang An Ancestor's Third Generation Technique, if it could be obtained by me, would bring out the strongest fighting power, but it was obtained by that boy Lin. In order not to attract Fu Yunzi's attention, I couldn't attack him.

When I get the life spring, I will definitely dig him out!"

Ancestor Mei snorted coldly and waved his hand to erase the restrictions on the blood sword. Suddenly there was a roar from within and he quickly rushed towards the crack.