Record of Chaos

　　 At the same time, in the center of the Lingshen Garden, in the Breathing Hall.

　　The Hall of Breath of Life is probably the strongest hall in the past ten thousand years.

　　 Even if you don’t talk about the breath-sealing array laid by the horrifying ancient six tribes, the sturdy stone like Ximuyan will not be able to move unless it is weathered and cracked by itself.

　　 But the ancient magnates actually joined hands to build these extremely sturdy soil rocks into a huge temple with a radius of several miles and a height of hundreds of meters. This project is simply incredible now.

　　The creations made ten thousand years ago are completely different from the square and regular buildings now. The whole hall is like a lot of bubbles bulging on the flat ground after melting the soil rock.

　　 These bubbles are not completely airtight, but cracks are exposed on the side. There was residual liquid flowing down from the top of the breach and then solidified, forming huge pillars.

　　 These pillars are shaped like icicles formed by ice falling to the ground in low places in winter, and they are not at all artificial.

　　 The six tribes that jointly built this vitality hall are actually the five tribes and four sects of today. That is, ghost owl, dream raccoon, crane, spirit ape, monster fox and human race.

　　 It’s just that the human race at that time was still eating hair and drinking blood, no different from wild beasts. But now the Spirit Source Sect still does not eat the fireworks in the world, but the Human Race has detached from the demon world, and four golden cores from the four sects have arrived.

　　 He Yan stepped into the hall, feeling as if he had entered the body of a huge monster. Looking around at everything in the hall, the twists and turns of the strange stones are as strange as the internal organs of a creature.

　　 Although from the outside, this hall looks like a bubble, but inside is a huge cavity connected to it. In the center of the cavity are very regular circular vacancies with a diameter of one mile.

　　 Although this open space is made of black siren rock, it is flat and smooth like a mirror, like a pool of still black water, and like a huge eye, reflecting everything in the living room.

　　 The Golden Core cultivators were already standing on the clearing. Although they had suppressed their own breath, the pressure in the entire hall still made He Yan feel extremely heavy. He seemed to be in a mass of slime, and he would feel slow in walking.

Around the cavity of the 　　 hall, there are a lot of weird shapes formed by soil rocks, which are very similar to various organs in the living body. Numerous ridges that twist like blood vessels connect them together.

　　 Some resemble coiled intestines, some resemble a huge stomach, or the liver, gallbladder, spleen, and pancreas. These "internal organs" are so huge that it is not a problem to stand with hundreds of people one by one.

　　 All the "illegal intruders" except the five tribes and four sects have been cleaned up. The elders told all the Zhuji Consummation disciples to stop patrolling and enter the Hall of Breathing.

　　 After entering the Ginseng Garden, the demon Ginseng they saw obviously increased. But most people did not pick it. Because the Presbyterian Church has already issued an order, no one is allowed to do it personally once they enter the ginseng garden, and must rush to the Shengsi Hall non-stop, otherwise they will be regarded as traitors!

　　 The deterrence of the nine golden cores is really not fun. The cultivators who have received a letter of recommendation to participate in this demon ginseng meeting are confident that they are talents of the sky, and the elite disciples of the Tianjiao in the clan. But they also know that it is only useful if they can live to grow up. The golden core is powerful, and it makes no difference if they trample the ants to death.

　　 So they all used various flying magical instruments and rushed to the Hall of Breathing at speed without daring to delay for a moment.

　　 He Yan tried to look into the middle of the hall. He suddenly had a thought, wondering if Qingpingzi's hidden golden core demon would be among the few golden cores? Maybe she is the elder of a certain tribe among the five tribes?

　　 But the place is now extremely pressured, and he looks like he is looking up at the sun, almost unable to open his eyes. Except for vaguely seeing a few figures in the fiery aura, he couldn't see anything else.

　　 Thinking back, I actually tried to "rescue" this golden core banshee, and walked with this woman for hundreds of miles. Although I didn't say a few words, it was a lot of fate for Xiangxiang Banyu.

Having said that, although this woman is now a golden core monk, if she returns to the foundation to complete the formation of alchemy, she may not have the talent of her own, nor may she have such a coincidence of the best quality of alchemy. opportunity.

　　 He Yan is secretly proud that while many tianjiao of various races and sects here are still counting on a high-quality ginseng pill, he is already the master of the pre-determined ginseng king.

　　 The existence of King Crane had told him about the existence of King Ginseng. In addition, this place is also the home of the Crane clan. Who can he arrange for such an important thing?

　　Once I become a pill, I will lead step by step in the future. Brother Jindan has a long life, and the days to come will be long. He may not have the opportunity to get the heart of that Qingpingzi.

　　 Just as he was thinking about it, a powerful divine mind shot over like a dazzling sunlight, piercing his sea of ​​consciousness. In his divine mind, he saw several dark shadows in a cloud of light, and these dark shadows seemed to be discussing with each other. But he couldn't hear what they discussed.

　　 After they discussed, these dark shadows began to overlap, and it seemed that they recombined into a dark shadow, making a series of solemn voices, declaring to them:

"Many of you came here for the rumors of the Wannian Demon Spirit Ginseng King that will only be born in ten thousand years. Only with it can you achieve the ultimate virtual pill. But I regret to tell you that no one will achieve the ultimate knot. Dan. Because that Wannian Demon Ginseng King will not belong to any of you.

"If you are dissatisfied with this, you can now withdraw from the formation with one thought. But if you don't retreat, the collapse of the formation will enter a new stage after a moment. After that, the transfer power of the withdrawal will be Disappear forever.

　　 "But everyone who stays will get a live high-grade demon ginseng! And after this year, due to the collapse of the Lingfei continent, there will be no demon ginseng conference in the future!"

　　 He Yan was stunned, and his sense of loss was beyond words. At the same time, in God’s will, he saw sixty-two red ropes falling from the sky, each rope tied with a blood-red ginseng head, and the roots of the ginseng were still writhing and struggling in the air. Ginseng.

　　 Although he is disappointed, the picture is still tempting to him. Although everyone can only get one, they feel that it is as if these more than sixty demon ginsengs already belong to everyone.

The solemn and majestic voice continued without losing the opportunity to say: "But the reason why you are gathered here is not just for pill formation. It is a major matter involving the survival of the demon world, which requires your efforts to resolve it. A great opportunity not seen in a million years.

"Our elder congregation's golden core is here to ensure that all of you go back safely. But it is impossible to say that there is no danger at all. The people present are the proud children of all races and the chosen people. If anyone wants to quit, now is the last minute. But if you stay to complete this assignment, disciples of all races will get great benefits!"

　　 Then everyone heard the specific benefits that can be gained by doing this. But this matter varies from race to race. What He Yan heard was that the Crane clan would reward these disciples with 10,000 blood spirit stones, plus 10,000 merit points.

　　 These may not be a big deal to this elder He Yan, but to the rest of He Xiu who came with him, it was really an irresistible temptation.

　　 Especially that merit point can be exchanged for almost everything in the crane clan, whether it is power, exercises, Taoist priests or any other things that are not so convenient to exchange for money, they can almost be exchanged.

　　 As for the other races, naturally they also received messages of different rewards from the equivalent races.

　　 "What exactly is this task?" someone asked aloud.

　　 Everyone knows that benefits are not for nothing. Rewarding also means risk. Just to ensure that they return safely, nine Golden Cores were dispatched, which shows that this matter is extremely dangerous. Everyone wants to know exactly what they are doing here in order to be able to estimate how much danger there is.

　　"I'm sorry. This matter is related to the balance of heaven and earth, and the survival of the demon world is top secret for eternity. Unless you are a disciple who has decided to stay, you should not touch this secret.

　　 "There is no secret opportunity in the world that can be counted, but we can infer from the current situation that the confidence that all the people who remain will withdraw safely is about 90% or more."

　　 Then, no one spoke any more. The entire hall was extremely quiet, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of time passing by. Obviously, it is impossible for them to ask anything more. UU reading www.uukanshu.com can only rely on their own discretion.

　　 A huge hourglass appeared in the spirit of He Yan. From the moment that solemn Hongyin's preaching ceased, the grains of sand in this hourglass began to flow continuously, just as his own life was continuously passing by.

　　 He knows very well that as long as a thought arises, he can leave this extremely dangerous continent and return to Crane King Mountain, in his warm and quiet room.

　　 But if he does this, I'm afraid he won't be able to tie Dan this year. Unless he is willing to go to the market to find a middle-grade or low-grade ginseng to consolidate alchemy. But this also means that his natural resources will eventually be wiped out by everyone. It's a joke to want to pursue a golden core female cultivator like Qingpingzi.

　　 Not only will it not be possible this year, but also next year. Because the Lingfei continent collapsed, it meant that the Crane Clan no longer produced demon spirit ginseng. The few places left in the Demon Realm are where Demon Spirit Ginseng is produced, but that is far from enough, and he won't be in his turn at all.

　　 Of course, sooner or later the monks will work out a substitute for the demon ginseng. But no one knows the time. It may be one or two years, or three or five years, or even ten years. How can he afford it?

　　 If he stays, he can be guaranteed to get one of the last batch of top-grade demon spirit ginseng. He has a great chance to achieve top-grade pill formation. Moreover, most of the monks in the next few years will have no participation, so they will be far ahead.

　　 All kinds of thoughts were tumbling in my heart, time passed by bit by bit. Until the fine hourglass in the hourglass dazzled, He Yan suddenly discovered that none of the people present had withdrawn.

　　 At this time, although there is nothing unusual, everyone feels that the world has undergone some unspeakable change. Like a door, it closed silently, and it was never possible to open it again.