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Chapter 37 Ten thousand years of longevity!

(Congratulations to the birth of the second leader of the Human Emperor, Si Nan, and thank you for your reward!)

"So strong!" Xiao Yi was secretly shocked, "I have a strong fighting spirit, no weaker than the ordinary bone-tempered small perfection strong man. With Xiao Cheng's way of earth, close to Xiao Cheng's way of sealing the town, and Xiao Cheng's way of thunder in the purple lightning god gold, and then use the third style of Manxiang's marksmanship and use the five-colored magic gun to unfold it. I'm afraid that the ordinary bone-tempered small perfection strong man would be killed with one shot, but he could not stop the future body and was shocked to death."

"And my spiritual will has reached the level of the extraordinary realm. In the bone tempering realm, I haven't seen anyone with stronger mental power than me, but I was still shaken. What kind of spiritual will is the peak of the extraordinary realm, or is it even higher..."

The young man in purple glanced at Xiao Yi. Just now, he suddenly had an illusion. A force that made him palpitations came from Xiao Yi's body. This power had no origin and disappeared in an instant. He could not capture a trace of energy.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yi recovered his mental power. He stood up, looked at the young man in purple, and said, "Jingshi."

The young man in purple had a strange look. He had killed some of the Yousan Immortals along the way before. The stones were collected by him, and only a hundred pieces were about a hundred. Xiao Yi had gained a lot before killing the fifth saint son.

However, the young man in purple did not investigate it deeply. If he knew that the nearly 3,000 low-grade fine stones were consumed by Xiao Yi when he was promoted to the Bone Tempering Realm, he would probably be shocked to the point of being too much.

After receiving about a hundred low-grade fine stones, Xiao Yi no longer hesitated. He took steps and took mysterious trajectories around the three-mile wasteland. Without walking for a long time, he dug a low-grade fine stone. The young man in purple was blinded. He could see that the black formation patterns appeared on the cracked yellow mud, connecting with each other. Xiao Yi's steps were natural. At first glance, they did not look like the one who had just dabbled in the formation path. In the eyes of the young man in purple, some human powerhouses who had stepped into the formation path for several years might not be as good as Xiao Yi at this moment.

After a moment, all one hundred low-grade fine stones were knocked into the ground. At the same time, eight breath-scattering grasses were buried in eight directions by Xiao Yi. The breath-cattering grass was born to hide the spirit of energy. Unlike other herbs, it is one of the array materials for the formation. With the breath-cattering grass arranged under the breath-cattering grass, it is much more powerful than the ordinary breath-cattering grass that does not have breath-cattering grass, but it still cannot reach the level of the mysterious level.

Just as the last breath grass was buried, Xiao Yi's figure and the formation patterns on the wasteland disappeared. The young man in purple concentrated his mind and saw the wasteland, as if nothing had happened.

It's formed a formation!

The purple-clothed young man looked admirable in his eyes. This formation cannot be easily achieved overnight. In fact, many people who are proficient in formations also fail to arrange formations. The misalignment, amount of formations, and the gathering of the essence of heaven and earth are the causes of formations, and they cannot get any mistakes. Therefore, seeing Xiao Yi form a formation in one time, it only took less than half an incense stick of time. The purple-clothed young man had to suspect that Xiao Yi had the highest formation talent.

Stepping out, the young man in purple stepped into the breath-catching formation. The world in front of him changed, an unspeakable aura spread around him, the ground vibrated, and cracks spread under his feet, which was completely different from the calm waves outside the formation.

The way of formation is mysterious and unpredictable. Even with the mood of the young man in purple, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"It is rumored that 106th era ago, in the first era after the Emperor Suiren clan, the Emperor Fuxi developed the Eight Trigrams, and the way of formation inherited the world. The universe formation can erase the emperor, I don't know whether it is true or false."

Xiao Yi looked at him, Ning Xin calmed down, and after another stick of incense, the ground of the entire wasteland was full of holes and large cracks crisscrossed.

boom!

With a loud shock, the upper layer of cracked yellow mud was shattered, revealing the silent underground for unknown periods. The blood-colored mud was wet and sticky, and a strong smell of blood was filled with blood. This was a blood-stained land, with vicissitudes of time, but the blood had not dried up yet. Xiao Yi could hardly imagine how many people died here.

In the blood mud, you can also see pieces of broken bones and some broken weapons, which have been decayed. I don’t know how many years have passed, but I can imagine that when the battle was in the past, my bones and blood were flying, and I don’t know how many heroes died.

Rumble!

The wasteland shook, layer after layer of blood mud was shaken open, and finally a strong figure appeared.

Xiao Yi and the others were both shocked. They actually saw a living person. This was a middle-aged man, dressed like snow. He was handsome and handsome, with his eyebrows and eyes like a knife. He sat cross-legged in the blood mud without any trace of blood. His white hair fell into the blood mud, and the ends of his hair sank into it, as if he had life, trembling gently.

"An ancient man actually lived to this day!" Xiao Yi shouted softly.

"Are you still alive?" the young man in purple questioned, "Although immortality is difficult, it is said that no human powerhouse can do it."

Having said that, Xiao Yi still felt a little creepy. The middle-aged man looked rosy and his body was alive, but his breathing could be clearly heard. It is hard to imagine how long he had spent underground, and his white hair was rooted in the blood mud.

What shocked Xiao Yi and the others even more was that the man in white was bound with thick black iron chains on his limbs and even his neck. Each iron chain was as thick as a bowl, black and cold, with a cold light. Five thick black iron chains were also pierced into the blood mud, and at this moment it made a clamor, full of a kind of magic.

The air was frozen, and an unspeakable depression arose in the breath-catching array. A force close to the magic spread across the wasteland, and Xiao Yi and the others were frightened.

"Is this my human senior?" Xiao Yi hesitated. The blood resonance was nothing wrong, but the atmosphere was too uncomfortable.

The black iron chain kept vibrating, and the trembling sound became louder and louder. Every time the iron chain vibrated, a layer of blood mud was lifted. It was hard to imagine what kind of power it was. Just looking at it, Xiao Yi and the others felt desolate, and their minds were about to be sucked in.

Finally, the last layer of blood mud was lifted, and a black stone land appeared. The smooth stone land light could be seen. It was tightly matched. There were five copper rings on the stone land, covered with copper rust, and five iron chains were tied to it. At this moment, the black stone land trembled slightly, and the light was bright and bright, and it could vaguely illuminate a burial place, but it was not real because there was white fog, which was the fairy spirit.

But these did not shock Xiao Yi the most. What shocked him was that the stone material on this piece of stone was exactly the same as the soul-suppressing monument in the lost battlefield.

"There are words on the ground!" Suddenly, the young man in purple said in surprise.

Following his eyes, Xiao Yi saw that in front of the middle-aged man in white, there were several large blood-colored characters on the black stone floor. Each character was made of iron and silver hooks. The brush was vigorous and the finger marks could be seen between the ups and downs. Obviously, these characters were engraved with reference to the pen.

"Xuanhuang weeps blood, never return to death, Yin and Yang are born together, and life and death are transformed!"

Xiao Yi murmured, his heart trembling. This human senior seemed to be really not dead, but was undergoing an incomprehensible transformation. However, it is really incredible that he has not died after such a long time.

"It was left at least ten thousand years ago." The young man in purple said in a deep voice, "The yin death energy here is rich, and it is difficult to form without more than ten thousand years. Ordinary humans will turn into pus if they spend a stick of incense here, and they will be eroded below the bone quenching realm, and their combat power will be sharply reduced."

Ten thousand years of immortality!

This is a long period of time, which Xiao Yi could hardly imagine. After living for thousands of years, he would see how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, how many changes in life and death, and how many changes in things and people would change. That is enough to give birth to an extremely terrifying state of mind, and the spiritual will be tempered for ten thousand years, and what kind of terrifying situation would he reach.

Click!

Suddenly, a crack of a foot long appeared on the black stone ground. Xiao Yi and the others were shocked. Although the stone ground was three miles in radius, the scene in front of them was definitely not what they wanted to see.

"It's faster than I thought. In this way, it may take less than ten days and eight months to unseal the Immortal Cave in this town, and the suppressed Immortal Grudges inside will be completely free."

The young man in purple looked solemn. The resentful spirit of the immortal clan is not a good scum. It is an alternative life condensed by the resentment of countless immortal clans. It belongs to the spiritual body and is extremely difficult to kill. If there are too many powerful immortal clans, the resentful spirit of the immortal clan condensed will be even stronger. In addition, it has many methods in front of countless immortal clans. Once all of them are born, the heavenly weapon path will be completely penetrated and become an eternal path is not far away.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi said, "I will do my best."

Then, Xiao Yi was moved to the way of Fengzhen, and his mind was sinking into the will of the Lock Heaven Fist. He had not yet fully understood the Lock Heaven Fist Seal that originally existed and in the spiritual world. He tried to trigger it at this moment, hoping that Qingsuo did not simply leave such a boxing inheritance.

hold head high!

A dragon roar sounded, and in Xiao Yi's spiritual world, the void was twisted, and a large purple seal appeared. This was the Lock Sky Fist Seal, crystal clear, purple light was like a ray of clouds, a purple dragon lingered on it, the dragon's head was high, and purple dragon scales were clearly visible. As Xiao Yi hooked the way to seal the town, an inexplicable rhythm rose from the boxing seal. In an instant, the Lock Sky Fist Seal disappeared into Xiao Yi's spiritual world.

"This is……"

The young man in purple was surprised and wondered. He looked at the purple seal in front of him, covering the void with thirty feet, like a hill, with a purple dragon lying on it. At this moment, it seemed to wake up, and the eyes of the dragon seemed to have life. They swept across his body. In an instant, the young man in purple exploded with fur. The sharp aura in his body could hardly be controlled and he was about to break out of his body.

"Lock the sky!"

Xiao Yi shouted, and he was indeed not wrong. The Seal of Lock Sky Fist is not simple. As the final inheritance of Lock Sky Fist, it almost exerted all the remaining power of Qingsuo at that time, no less than the peak attack of his heyday. (Congratulations to the birth of the second leader of the Human Emperor, Si Nan, thanks for the reward! There will be explosions, ten steps to study and exams in Nanjing this week, and return on the weekend, and there will be explosions next week.) (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)


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