The ninth level is the deepest level of the sealed land, where the legendary Holy Martial Arts is sealed. The book %海 % pavilion/first/fa. This world is different from the previous eight levels. It is stable enough to reach a level that even the Holy Martial Arts cannot
The degree of destruction.
The world is very big. This is not a simple world of formations, but a world of holy martial arts plus formations. It is specially used to suppress the holy martial arts.
In this world, the power of law is intertwined with the power of divine law. All holy blood races will be suppressed when entering it. Those who have not reached the fasting realm will be permeated by the world in the first time.
Power corrodes away.
There is a huge tomb in the center of this world. It is like a big dragon, majestic and intimidating, as if it is about to fly away at any time.
Purple mist was rising, shrouding the entire tomb, and sounds of demonic roars were heard. From time to time, terrifying figures could be seen walking through it, and the heart-stopping power shook out, turning the tomb into a demonic realm.
His sight passed through the purple mist and entered the interior of the big tomb. Countless huge chains hung down, binding a behemoth figure. It was a huge black dragon, and the dragon scales shone with a strange luster, and each one was huge.
His huge body was tied up with chains. As long as it struggled a little, the chains would tighten.
The giant dragon as black as ink slowly squirmed, its huge eyes flashing with a chilling light that made people palpitate. It seemed to be completely unaware of the chains that tightly tightened its body, even if the dragon's scales as black as ink were broken.
The same is true.
"Zi Yu, get out of here!"
A huge sound roared, huge chains clanged continuously, and purple light waves vibrated, tightening the body of the huge black dragon tighter and tighter.
The black dragon's roar did not receive the slightest response, and its emotions became more violent. During the countless years of this seal, it remained motionless, and now it felt that it could not calm down at all.
Just now, the black dragon clearly sensed a familiar aura. Although it was very faint, this aura made his body and mind throb, especially the puppet blood in his body. As if he had met his master, he let out a breath.
An exciting wave of thoughts.
This feeling has not appeared for more than a hundred thousand thoughts, and it evoked endless memories in an instant. The memory pictures came out one after another, making it difficult for the black dragon to calm down.
The master is here!
The black dragon was extremely excited, and failed to get a response from the person named Zi Yu. It began to struggle wildly, its huge body kept hitting, and the entire tomb shook.
The black dragon's crazy behavior continued for a long time. Suddenly it stopped moving and became quiet. In the dark environment, it was vaguely visible that its huge body was covered with countless terrible scars. Even the dragon scales had many
It was shattered. But soon a golden light flashed, and the broken dragon scales and scarred body began to recover.
The purple mist was misty, and Xiao Zhan's body appeared in it. He had just transformed into the Holy Blood clan, and was immediately chased and intercepted by all the purple mist. At the same time, terrifying figures rushed towards his direction, roaring and shaking, attracting
The big tomb began to shake violently.
These terrifying figures are all Zhaiwu. Although they have just entered the elementary level, the number of them made Xiao Zhan's expression change on the spot. However, he had no intention of changing the holy blood in his body, and the golden light in his eyes flashed.
The level of cultivation equivalent to that of a junior Zhaiwu exploded completely.
Sword energy burst out of the body one after another, and the emperor's sword intention was activated to the extreme. Each sword energy was like a divine sword with unparalleled sharpness.
The sword energy was like rain, sweeping in all directions, and countless roaring terrifying figures let out earth-shattering roars. They came and went even faster, and almost disappeared around Xiao Zhan in a few breaths.
However, Xiao Zhan's face did not feel relaxed at all, because in his induction, more terrifying creatures were rushing towards his direction. At the same time, the purple mist that filled the entire tomb exerted an unimaginable suppression on him.
The effect makes it difficult for him to exert his power to its fullest.
A holy sword suddenly appeared in Xiao Zhan's hand. This was not a supreme holy sword, but an ordinary holy sword. However, although it was ordinary, it was a holy sword after all. When Xiao Zhan's power was injected into it, streaks of sword energy flowed out.
He immediately received an increase, and the power that originally suppressed him was instantly pushed away. Not only was his power not weakened, but it became stronger. There was a vague tendency to break through the initial level of Zhaiwu.
At this time, what Xiao Zhan transformed into was not a simple Holy Blood clan, but Saint B, the ancestor of all the Holy Blood clans in Tianyuan. However, he was not a real Saint B after all, and his cultivation was only Zhaiwu. But even so,
Xiao Zhan still felt it. From these Zhaiwu who kept rushing toward him, he felt a kind of power that repeatedly came from his own blood.
With flashes of thought in his mind, Xiao Zhan instantly knew who these Zhaiwu were. The power of Sheng Yi's bloodline must be flowing in their bodies, and they were all his descendants.
Xiao Zhan's eyes immediately turned into silver, and his "eyes of reality" were opened to the extreme. In an instant, he saw through the terrifying figures. Although these were all descendants of Saint Yi, the holy blood in their bodies was affected.
Corroded by the purple mist, they all rotted away. The "fission" originally contained in the holy blood was destroyed, and the instincts belonging to the holy blood tribe naturally disappeared. At this time, they all became puppets of the holy master of the purple gold tribe.
I don't know why, but when Xiao Zhan realized this fact, he felt an anger in his heart, and it got out of control almost instantly. Xiao Zhan knew that this anger did not come from himself, nor from the Holy Spirit.
B, it came from the holy blood in his body. It felt like his descendants were being controlled by others, which made him angry.
The holy blood in his body was boiling, and waves of anger arose, which instantly affected Xiao Zhan. He immediately felt the urge to rescue these guys.
Although this will is strong, it cannot really affect Xiao Zhan. His will is transformed by the emperor's sword, and the willpower from the blood is assimilated by his will in an instant. However, Xiao Zhan does not deny that it comes from the bloodline.
will, because he himself also has this intention.
His original purpose of entering this sealed place this time was not to deal with Saint B. After all, even if he wanted to deal with Saint B, he would have to wait until the current Zhengyi faction and the Xuemo clan were resolved.
The thoughts in Xiao Zhan's heart were spinning, and he made a move almost instantly. His body exploded in an instant, and every trace of flesh and blood turned into a being with the same aura as him.
In an instant, the statue of Xiao Zhan formed a huge sword formation, and a vacuum zone immediately appeared on the big tomb shrouded in purple mist, and all living creatures were caught in the sword formation.
"boom!"
The sword energy was like this, the emperor's sword intention suppressed everything, the strange chant was completed quickly, drops of holy blood were continuously derived, and in just more than ten breaths, it was completely integrated with his sword intention.
The bloody sword energy was blazing, swallowing the sky and the earth, and the entire area covered by the sword formation among the lightning and flints turned into a world of sword energy.
"roar……"
The roars shook the sky and the earth, and the terrifying figures were swallowed up by the bloody sword energy. Each sword energy contained Xiao Zhan's terrifying will, and they instantly launched an encirclement and suppression of the power in the terrifying figures.
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With the full force of the holy blood, Xiao Zhan instantly felt a surge of information surging out of his blood. In just a moment, his mind was shaken because all of this information was about how to deal with the Zijin clan.
Xiao Zhan's spirit was immediately shaken, and all the raging bloody sword energy changed in an instant, turning into strange sword talismans.
"boom!"
The transformed sword talisman was extremely sharp. Even the emperor's sword intention that was applied to Xiao Zhan was not so terrifying. The movements of the holy blood clan members controlled by the Zijin clan froze, and they let out low roars one after another,
It seems like he is struggling.
Every sword talisman was transformed by the holy blood. In just a few breaths, the flashing purple light in the eyes of this terrifying figure dimmed and turned vaguely golden.
"roar!"
A terrifying demonic roar vibrated in the purple mist, and the billowing purple mist fluctuated instantly, and soon turned into a terrifying demonic hand, grabbing at the sword formation formed by Xiao Zhan's blood.
The power contained in the purple mist was terrifying to an unimaginable level. Although Xiao Zhan's sword formation was powerful, it immediately changed shape when it was grabbed by this giant hand.
"roar!"
The shocking roar became louder and louder, and the fluctuations of the billowing purple mist became more and more violent. The sword formation caught by the purple mist was immediately flattened. However, the resistance from the sword formation also became stronger in an instant, and one by one each
The bloody sword energy buzzed and vibrated, and the emperor's sword intent reached its peak in an instant.
Xiao Zhan in the sword formation naturally sensed the situation outside the sword formation, but he was not afraid at all, because the bloody sword energy that had turned into a sword talisman was extremely weird, devouring the terrifying creatures in their bodies at an unconfident speed.
Lilang of the Zijin clan.
"roar!"
Suddenly there was a thundering roar, and among the group of struggling creatures, there was suddenly a golden light in the eyes. The next moment, his figure suddenly jumped up, sending countless struggling creatures flying away.
Xiao Zhan's figure was revealed, and the terrifying creature rushed to his side. The behemoth-like body shrank instantly and crawled at his feet. An excited smile appeared on Xiao Zhan's face, and he could clearly feel it.
Within the body of this terrifying creature, the sword talisman burst out with strange fluctuations, swallowing up the remaining purple-gold power in his body.
As this creature surrendered, one after another, struggling and terrifying creatures crawled at his feet, which made the smile on his face become extremely bright.
"Crack!"
There was a shocking explosion, and the sword array exploded. Xiao Zhan's laughter stopped abruptly. He glanced at the more than ten creatures at his feet, and then glanced at the remaining terrifying creatures that numbered more than dozens. The regret in his heart was huge.
Just imagine.
Xiao Zhan knew that he could not fight against the terrifying existence of the Purple Gold Tribe in the big tomb with his own strength. Although they had an agreement with each other, he also knew that that guy would never let him conquer all the Holy Blood Tribe creatures. In his mind
The thought flashed, and Xiao Zhan didn't hesitate at all. The next moment, he waved his sleeves and captured these terrifying creatures in the mysterious ring.
Xiao Zhan's entire body turned into a streak of blood and disappeared into the billowing purple mist.
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