Chapter seven hundred and seventy fourth nine secluded space
Xue Zhenzi looked up at the direction in which he was escaping, with a hint of essence in his blood-colored pupils.
His appearance was slowly changing, and soon he turned into an ordinary boy, none other than Xia Chen.
Xia Chen didn't pay attention to the young man who ran away. Although with his cultivation level, he could make the other person disappear into ashes with just one spiritual thought.
He stared at the altar, raised his head and looked up. In the depths of his pupils, invisible green threads as thick as a child's arm were clearly reflected, stretching straight to the sky and then disappearing into the void.
This medium-level altar is much more powerful than the simple low-level altar in the dark forest.
But this time, Xia Chen did not use his spiritual thoughts to explore the void, but began to search through Elder Fang's memory.
Since Elder Fang is the leading fifth-level magical monk in the original family, he should know something real.
After a moment, Xia Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he was full of shock: "What! The Yuan family has built so many forums, and they actually want to summon the powerful existence of the Nine Nether Space. How is this possible?"
He was shocked. Xia Chen also knew a lot about the legend of the altar. When he was practicing at the alliance headquarters, he had read many classics on this subject.
It is said that a long time ago, many monks used altars to communicate with a mysterious world, which was the Nine Nether Space.
The Nine Nether Space is completely different from the world of monks he is currently in. The beings in it are all powerful beings that defy the heavens, and their natures are unpredictable. All the monks who have successfully communicated with the Nine Nether Space have suffered backlash without exception.
The cultivation will be completely ruined, and in severe cases, it will turn into pus and blood and die.
Those who suffered backlash included even eighth-level magical monks.
Over time, the Nine Nether Space became a taboo place for monks to gossip. Originally, there were few monks who used altar summoning spells, but now there are even fewer, and the Nine Nether World has gradually become a legend.
These contents were accidentally seen by Xia Chen when he was checking the classics. Most of the monks didn't even know what the Nine Nether Space was.
It seems that the original family has a tradition of using altars, otherwise they would not know how to communicate with the ancient and almost extinct Nine Nether Space, Xia Chen thought to himself.
But aren't the Yuan family afraid of communicating with the powerful existence of the Jiuyou World and being unable to control it, and then getting burned? What is their purpose of communicating with the Jiuyou World? Xia Chen is a little confused.
Elder Fang's memory has not given answers to these questions. Elder Fang's status is far from the core level of the original family.
However, from Elder Fang's memory, Xia Chen knew the distribution of the original altar.
Small altars like Mo Ganxiu's built by monks with the third level or the fourth level of supernatural power are all lower-level altars and only require a few people to collect enough sacrifices.
Forums built by fifth-level supernatural monks are medium-level altars, such as the altar hosted by Elder Fang.
The medium altar is more complicated than the low-level altar. In addition to more sacrificial tripods, there are also sacrificial walls and higher-quality sacrifices to gather the power of the altar.
As for the superior altar, it must be presided over by a monk with the sixth level of magical power, and the structure is more complicated.
There are numerous forums of upper, middle and lower levels, no less than thousands, forming a huge formation in a radius of millions of miles, like stars holding the moon, surrounding the main altar in the middle.
The main altar is personally presided over by several ancestors of the seventh level of the original family. Whether it is the cultivation of the monks, the structure of the altar, or the sacrifices, they are far beyond the superior altars and are the absolute core of the sacrifice call.
Almost the entire Yuan family was mobilized, which shows how much they attach importance to this sacrifice.
Xia Chen couldn't help but become curious. He wanted to know what kind of existence would be communicated if the Yuan family successfully summoned and really communicated with the Jiuyou World.
However, this curiosity was quickly extinguished. No matter what the Yuan family summoned, it had nothing to do with him. He had only one purpose, to use the Yuan family to get rid of the pursuit of the Xue family brothers and sisters.
After digesting Elder Fang's memory, Xia Chen did not destroy the altar, but set up an escape light and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
One day later, at another medium-sized altar in the Yuan family, an old woman with blood-colored eyes slowly came over and forcibly took away the sacrifice. All the monks from the Yuan family who resisted were turned into ashes. Elder Zhang, who presided over the altar, died in his duties.
Before leaving, the old woman muttered to herself, calling herself Xueyinzi, saying that it would be of great use to collect the ghosts.
Another day later, another secondary altar of the original family was destroyed by Xue Zhenzi, and all the disciples of the original family were killed.
Another day...
In just ten days, the original middle-level altar was destroyed in twenty-two places. Although Xue Zhenzi and Xueyinzi did not destroy the altar, they took away the sacrifices and killed the presiding monks, and the altar naturally became unsustainable.
Soon, all the upper-class monks of the Yuan family learned that the altar had been attacked, and they couldn't help but be shocked and angry.
In addition to immediately dispatching manpower to restore the altar, the sixth level monks of the original family began to track down these two daring monks.
Xue Zhenzi and Xueyinzi seemed to have noticed the vigilance of the Yuan family. After being arrogant for a few days, they suddenly disappeared and did not move for three days in a row. This made the Yuan family, who was heavily guarded, furious.
Swish swish... Over the rolling mountains, the summer dust turned into a silver light, whizzed past, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
About a meal later, two rays of blood passed by the same place, chasing straight in the direction of Bo Xiachen.
"Second brother, this little bastard is getting faster and faster. We could barely keep up with him before, but now we can't even keep up." Xueyinzi's angry voice came from his mind, "And I feel
His cultivation level seems to be increasing, and now he can't catch up. Do we have to watch this junior make breakthroughs little by little, until he threatens us in turn?"
Xue Zhenzi did not speak, but his face was extremely gloomy in the bloody light, showing his true emotions.
After nearly a year of chasing, he and Xueyinzi truly realized how difficult Xia Chen was to kill. This junior was so difficult to deal with. No wonder Yue Chunyang fell into the Xue family's trap so easily. It turns out that anxiety and hatred are okay.
Over time, it eventually affects your sanity.
Even if Xia Chen ran into a dangerous secret realm now, he and Xueyinzi would probably follow him without hesitation, for no other reason than to resolve their hatred with their own hands.
This feeling of hatred continues to accumulate and has turned into an obsession in the two people's hearts.
After a long time, Xue Zhenzi said: "It doesn't matter. It is estimated that in a while, all the injuries of our souls will be restored. When we fall, we will join forces to perform the bloodthirsty escape technique, and the speed will increase. We will definitely be able to catch up with him."
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Xueyinzi was shocked: "Second brother, you have to pay the price of backlash for using the bloodthirsty escape technique. As soon as our soul recovers, it will be backlashed again, which will have a great impact on our realm."
"Otherwise, do you have any other ideas?" Xue Zhenzi asked, "At the current speed, we will never be able to catch up with Xia Chen, and he still has a ten-day concealment period, so we can't detect him at all. He
You can completely use this time to practice or do other things, and become stronger little by little, and..."
He suddenly paused when he said this, and his eyes were full of sadness: "I can't detect the fluctuation of eldest brother's bloodline at all. Maybe his soul has been destroyed by Xia Chen..."
He couldn't speak any more, and Xueyinzi's face quickly turned gloomy.
After Xue Lingzi's soul was swallowed by the green dragon, both his body and soul were destroyed. The brother and sister were both seventh-level monks with supernatural powers, so naturally they both felt it, but no one wanted to tell it, which would only increase their sorrow.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. They just harnessed the bloody light with all their strength and chased Xia Chen.
In the simple and tall hall, the young man who was pushed into the clouds by Elder Fang and escaped with his life was kneeling on the smooth obsidian floor, his face was pale, his head was lowered, and he did not dare to move.
"That Xue Zhenzi claims to be a seventh-level magical monk?" A cold voice came from above his head.
Sitting on the crimson Golden Dragon Grand Master's chair in front of him was a middle-aged man. He was dressed in a black robe, covering his whole body in it. His hair was down, revealing only a cold-looking face. His whole body exuded an unfathomable aura.
the breath.
"Reporting to the Fourteenth Young Master, that man indeed said so. I dare not hide anything." The young man said tremblingly.
In front of this second-generation elite member of the original family who was at the sixth level of supernatural power and extremely murderous, he still felt frightened even though the opponent didn't release any breath.
After escaping from the altar in the cemetery, the young man hid for a few more days before heading towards the most powerful altar he knew, and reported the important information that Elder Fang paid for with his life to the Fourteenth Young Master of the original family.
"Xue Zhenzi, Xue Yinzi..." The original Fourteenth Young Master did not speak, but just pondered slightly.
As a senior member of the Zhenhaiyuan family, he naturally knew that the altar of the Yuan family was attacked by two powerful monks with blood-colored eyes, but he did not know the cultivation level of these two monks.
Since most of the monks presiding over the altar were all wiped out, even if we investigated afterwards and used magic to trace the situation at that time, we could only vaguely see Xue Zhenzi or Xue Yinzi waving his hand, and all those monks turned into ashes.
No matter whether they are the fourth level or the fifth level magical power, there is no way to stop the two of them. It seems that they are really the seventh level monks. After all, it is easy for the sixth level monks to kill these people, but it is so effortless.
There is a certain degree of difficulty.
However, the Fourteenth Young Master didn't really believe that with his cultivation and combat power, if he used it with all his strength, he could easily kill the fifth level magical power instantly.
The seventh-level magical monks are the top combat power in the Black Triangle. How can they encounter them so easily? Even if they encounter them, they will not easily start a fight. Otherwise, the Black Triangle has long become extremely chaotic.
This Xue Zhenzi and Xueyinzi are probably just monks with the sixth level of magical power. They saw a rich sacrifice when passing by, so they took advantage of the money. It was just because of the fear of retaliation due to the power of my Zhenhaiyuan family that they claimed to be the seventh level of magical power...
…The Fourteenth Young Master thought secretly.
And there has been no movement for three consecutive days, so they must have gone far away. Although losing a few sacrifices and manpower is very annoying, as long as it does not affect the overall situation for the time being, after the altar is successful, there will be plenty of time to chase them. The Fourteenth Young Master
Then I thought about it a little deeper.
He looked at the man who was still kneeling at his feet and said calmly: "Okay, I understand. You can go down. Your branch has been destroyed. From now on, you can join my altar team."