"Use my blood to penetrate time and space, dedicate my body, sacrifice, and descend." He spurted out a mouthful of blood essence, and used the blood essence to draw a strange blood-colored rune in the void, and then his whole body burned and transformed.
For pure and unparalleled energy.
At this time, another famous master stepped onto the blood-red rune, and all of it turned into pure energy. Those people were all people around Wang Tianlin.
Boom! A brilliant light soared into the sky, piercing the space all of a sudden. Suddenly, a terrifying power of divine consciousness descended, and the golden light shone thousands of miles away.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged crazily, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a golden figure. This golden figure was powerful and huge.
The golden figure stood between heaven and earth like a god of war, and that unique aura was felt by all the masters in the Taihuang Mountain cultivation world.
Two hundred years ago, under the power of this golden figure, he could not move a single inch of his body. Now, under the power of the other party, he felt nothing at all.
This golden figure cast his gaze, and when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, he was slightly startled, and then his eyes were extremely cold, "It's you again, you're not dead?"
"Yes, it's me. You're not dead, so how could I die?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said in a very calm voice.
"Huh, you were lucky last time because you didn't die last time. I won't spare you this time." As he said that, a golden figure and a huge golden palm appeared and turned down, like a sky falling, trying to suppress Yu Wen Zhou Yuan.
nothingness.
"Do you think I am still the same person I was back then?" Yuwen Zhouyuan snorted coldly, and a stream of light rushed out of his body, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's body appeared.
The sharp energy in the hand of that body burst out, forming a terrifying beam of light, and dense space cracks appeared around this beam of light.
"Cut." The body shouted and slashed down with its sharp energy.
Boom! In an instant, the giant golden hand was cut directly, and the terrifying sharp energy slashed towards the golden figure.
The sky here has been divided into two halves, and the long, narrow and dark crack made everyone tremble.
"Ah..." A scream came out, and the golden figure disappeared.
"Unforgivable, give me death." A crazy roar seemed to come down from the nine heavens.
In a moment, calm was restored here. Two hundred years ago, the golden figure attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan twice, causing Yuwen Zhouyuan to almost die. Now, he killed the ray of divine consciousness with one sword, shocking everyone.
All the masters in this space looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with shock in their eyes. They were speechless. No one thought that Yuwen Zhouyuan was so powerful. With just one clone, he could kill everyone with one blow.
A piece of spiritual consciousness with the strength of Jade Fairy Realm.
Although it is just a spiritual consciousness, its strength is that of the Jade Immortal Realm. The Jade Immortal Realm is one level higher than the Yuan Immortal Realm. Even if the Immortal Realm is not affected by the rules of heaven and earth, the Yuan Immortal cannot do it. However, this monk at the peak of the Yuan Immortal Realm can do it.
arrive!
That clone contains half of Yuwen Zhouyuan's soul, as well as pure fighting will and instinct. Its combat power is astonishing, especially its sharp edge, which is so terrifying that it can cut off the rules of heaven and earth.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his attention to Wang Tianlin again.
Jam! Jam! The bones in Wang Tianlin's body were crushed inch by inch by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Ah..." The screams continued, and after half a stick of incense, the screams stopped. Wang Tianlin turned into a puddle of flesh, without the support of bones, his body collapsed into a pile of flesh.
group.
"I don't know if you expected today's result. If you had been dedicated to the Dragon Alliance, we might still be sitting together drinking and talking about important things. It's a pity..." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a slight sigh.
There was a hint of despair and regret in Wang Tianlin's eyes.
"Whoops!" As a ray of light from Yuwen Zhouyuan shot out, Wang Tianlin's soul completely dissipated, and the pile of mud-like bodies also turned into nothingness. He completely disappeared in the Taihuang Mountain cultivation world.
When Wang Tianlin died, Yu Wen Zhouyuan was not happy at all, but instead felt a little sad. This was a very strange feeling.
Those Yuanxian realm masters looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a complicated look in his eyes, and they left silently.
After killing Wang Tianlin, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not leave. His eyes flashed with light, as if he could see through everything.
"So it's here." A bright light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, and he stretched out his big hand. Inside the Dragon Alliance, a palace collapsed and turned into flying dust. Under the palace, the earth cracked, a secret room appeared, and a beam of light emitted.
And out.
Immediately, a figure was brought out by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
This figure had disheveled hair and wounds all over his body, looking as if earthworms were lying on it.
"I never thought we would see each other again one day." This figure looked at Yu Wen Zhouyuan and said with a bitter smile.
"Alliance leader..." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"I am no longer the leader of the alliance, and the Dragon Alliance depends on you." Yuwen Zhouyuan just said two words, and was interrupted by this figure.
Yes, this figure is none other than Emperor Ji, the former leader of the Dragon Alliance.
He used to be majestic in all directions, with nine golden dragons flying around, like an emperor on earth. Unexpectedly, today, his body is stooped, with white hair in his long hair. He looks extremely haggard, as if he has aged many years.
An invisible ray of light emitted from Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, all pouring into his body, and a strange smoke emitted from his body, and then dissipated in the air.
Click! Click! Click! Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in Emperor Ji's body, and his cultivation recovered. However, he was still the same as before, and he was not ready to change at all.
"Wang Tianlin gave you medicine back then?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked doubtfully.
"Yes! It was because I underestimated my enemies and trusted people too much. I accidentally got poisoned by a strange medicine, and my cultivation level was banned and I became a prisoner." Emperor Ji sighed.
Ever since he became Wang Tianlin's prisoner, Emperor Ji has been kept in a secret room. Whenever Wang Tianlin is feeling bad or when he is feeling good, he will come to him and torture him severely. It can be said that he has suffered inhuman pain.
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Seeing Emperor Ji simply say a few words, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not ask for the specific details. He asked: "What are you going to do in the future? How about going to the Fusang Flower Island Domain with me?"
Emperor Ji shook his head and said: "Forget it, my heart is dead. I want to take a good look at the cultivation world of Taihuang Mountain first. In the future, if I want to calm down, I will come to you. I just hope that you will take me in when the time comes."
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"I welcome you to come at any time." Yuwen Zhouyuan said seriously.
"Let's go." Emperor Ji smiled easily, and then walked towards the end of the world step by step.
"The crazy believer is imprisoned, the golden dragon lies in the coils of hatred, and the dreams of hundreds of years of suffering are scattered in the rivers and lakes." The person has gone far, but the faint voice still echoes in this space.
Those few lines of poetry express loneliness and sadness.
Emperor Ji, a generation of genius, has a higher heart and loftier ambitions. He wholeheartedly wants to make the Dragon Alliance rise and become the only emperor in this world. Unexpectedly, he was imprisoned for more than two hundred years due to carelessness.
More than two hundred years later, things have changed, people have changed, the world has changed drastically, and the ambitions of the past have been wiped out, leaving only a sigh and a lonely figure.
Seeing the disappearing figure, Yuwen Zhouyuan also sighed slightly. He was filled with emotion at the loneliness of a generation of outstanding people.
"Master! Is he the former leader?" Murong Die, who had just arrived, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and asked.
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said, "Yes! There are too many variables. No one thought that he would end up like this."
"Let's go! Go to the Soul Blood Tribe Continent. I have never been there before. I must leave a deep impression on them this time." Yuwen Zhouyuan disappeared with the two female disciples. His voice echoed in this space for a long time.
There was a hint of coldness and murderous intent in his voice.
The Soul Blood Clan continent is located on the vast ice plain in the north. Although the climate there is extremely cold, it is nothing to the cultivators. They don't feel cold at all.
The Soul Blood Clan continent is to the north of Beiming Sanctuary. The continent is covered with ice and snow, and it is extremely conspicuous on the ice sheet. Among the endless white, only the Soul Blood Clan continent is blood red. From a distance, it looks like a piece of pure white.
handkerchief decorated with plum blossoms.
"Is this the continent of the soul blood clan?" the restless Hu Wuyou said in confusion as he looked at the continent where the blood mist was billowing not far away.
"Yes, this is it, let's go." Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said, tearing the void apart, and the six of them disappeared.
In the soul-blood continent, there is blood everywhere, not only the trees and flowers, but also the ferocious beasts, with their blood flowing and an evil aura.
If a person with a weak will comes to the soul-blood clan, he or she may be polluted by the kind of blood in the mainland, and may even become a demon directly.
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan led the girls through space, everything on the soul-blood clan's road was reflected in Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind along the way. This was an opportunity to discover the power of the soul-blood clan.
The internal structure of the Blood Shadow Continent seems to be extremely chaotic, much more chaotic than the Scale Horn Clan and the Feather Wing Clan. People within them all kill each other, and then devour each other to increase their cultivation. It can be said that this is a red Luoluo predatory of the jungle.
world.
In just a few breaths, Yuwen Zhouyuan, his clone, and the two female disciples arrived above the Soul Blood Clan continent. They were all perfectly hidden in the void, and no one could see them.
At this time, through the layers of blood-red mist, Yuwen Zhouyuan saw an extremely shocking picture. He saw a vast sea of blood in the center of the Soul Blood Clan continent. This sea of blood seemed to be boundless, and the thick blood was
The flavor spreads out of it.
One after another, weak shadows emerged from this sea of blood. With Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyesight, he could naturally tell that these weak blood-red shadows were the original bodies of the Soulblood people, just like the babies of the human race.
Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and said to himself: "So, until the sea of blood dries up, the Soulblood people will not perish."
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, Sister Murong turned her attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan with doubts.