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The remnant souls of the seven immortal emperors entered their corpses, leading the ancient battlefield to break through the bloody forbidden area.
In an instant, the blood-colored sky opened countless huge gaps, and time and space became meaningless in it.
If it goes on like this, it will be a matter of time before the bloody land collapses.
At this moment, on a certain hill at the edge of the Scarlet Forbidden Land, Chen Wuxian and 30 other people were running at top speed.
Xiaolan, who had been seriously injured and unconscious all this time, woke up and perched on Chen Wuxi's shoulder, guiding everyone.
"Over there, there is uncle's breath."
The uncle Xiaolan mentioned was none other than Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun, and Chen Wuxian promised to take Xiaolan to bid farewell to Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun.
It just so happened that the road pointed by Xiaolan was their only way of life.
Just at this moment, the ground changed, and within a few thousand feet, the surface appeared like a spider web.
Boom!
Under the ground, it seems that some kind of terrifying creature is rolling.
That breath is definitely close to the 9th level. At this moment, everyone is injured, especially Xiaolan is seriously injured.
Definitely can't go through another battle.
The Eye of the Void unfolded, looking in all directions, and Chen Wuwu's sword intent spread out, within a radius of hundreds of feet, every detail was revealed.
His cultivation is high and sometimes low, and it cannot be inferred from the realm at all.
As for the green grass leaves that Immortal Emperor Xiaocao left for him, he used one thing as two things.
While absorbing and digesting the sword intent contained in it, it released the strange aura in the green grass leaves. The aura converged like a small stream, constantly washing over Xiaolan.
Xiaolan's dilapidated body gradually improved.
After an hour or two, Chen Wuxian and others came to a mountain piled up with rocks.
There are no trees on the surface of the mountain, only rocks and soil.
Suddenly, a bloody thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit the side of the mountain.
The tumbling gravel crashed down, just covering the heads of Chen Wuxian and the others.
"Zhixue." Chen Wuxian called softly, holding the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.
Raising his hand is a sword, and a sword light goes up against the sky, straight into the sky.
Wherever the sword light passed, the falling rocks turned into dust one after another.
When it fell to the top of everyone's heads, it had already turned into flying dust.
"Cough cough cough"
Several consecutive coughs sounded, Qing Zhao took out a big black iron pot, covered Chen Wuxiu's head, and used it as an umbrella for him.
Chen Wuxian: ""
On his shoulder, Xiaolan conveyed her thoughts: "This is here, here is the place."
Chen Wuxian went first, followed by everyone, and began to climb the mountain.
They would have been able to fly, but the magnetic field of this mountain is rather strange.
No space!
As long as it is more than ten feet above the ground, all flying-related spells or means cannot be used.
However, on the way up the mountain, a blood-red lightning would fall from time to time.
When he was climbing the mountain road, Chen Wuxian remembered that he had missed one thing that Qin Jiaxian promised just now.
He did not explain what exactly is an odd number of people.
It seems that everyone is avoiding this topic.
However, since Qin Jiaxian mentioned it, why did he forget it on purpose, and what is even more frightening is that Chen Wuxian didn't think he would forget it in the same way.
It just happened to be like this, but it took him a long time to remember it.
He has never experienced this similar feeling, but he has seen other people's states, and every time it is related to Liu Liyue.
Could it be said that the strange number of people contains some secrets that must be hidden?
So, every time I want to mention it
At this time, a thought flashed through Chen Wuxian's mind: "If she is also an immortal emperor, it is impossible for elder sister Yue to cover up the memory of Elder Qin, but Elder Qin is just a remnant soul, maybe it is not as good as it?"
The thoughts in Chen Wuxian's mind turned back and forth, and they had gradually climbed halfway up the mountain.
This mountain is far higher than it looks, and as the height increases, the aura begins to be consumed violently.
The closer you get to the blood-colored sky, the more dissatisfied cracks you can see in the sky, criss-crossing one after another, which is very frightening.
Looking deep inward through those cracks, sometimes I can't help being drawn, and then
"ah!!!"
Two or three screams sounded, and there were people not far away.? Empty down.
Chen Wuxi hurriedly reminded: "Attention everyone, don't look at the cracks in the sky!"
It was a little late for him to remind, Bai Xiaoqing's eyes had already been caught in it.
Immediately afterwards, her hands and feet seemed to lose strength, and she didn't realize that she was stepping on the empty space.
The body sank suddenly, Bai Xiaoqing fell downwards, and then she came back to her senses.
With both hands frantically grabbing, they suddenly caught a warm palm.
Chen Wuxian exerted strength with one hand, lifted it up, and pulled Bai Xiaoqing up, "Be careful."
Bai Xiaoqing hummed, her heart pounding non-stop, this time because of fear.
Just now, as long as Chen Wuxian slowed down for half a second, she would say goodbye to everyone just like the previous few.
On the next road, everyone was cautious, but they were still knocked down by bloody lightning.
The number of people dropped sharply to 18, and Chen Wuxian and others finally reached the top.
The top of the mountain is flat and bare, and it is not very big. It covers an area of ??more than ten feet, and the mountain wind seems to be able to blow people off.
Xiaolan propped up the orchid leaf, pointing to the blurred trace in the center.
Chen Wuxian walked over, knelt down and wiped the ground.
Where his palm passed, the dust was swept away, revealing a strange material of stone, engraved with curved lines on the stone.
Gently shaking his sleeves, Chen Wuxian scattered the dust under his feet, and then saw a round talisman.
It's not a formation, he is sure, because he has never seen such a formation rune before, and it does not meet the basic conditions of a formation.
At this time, Xiaolan cut out a ray of sword light.
Phew!
The sword light fell into the ground, and then sank into the ground.
There was no movement at first, but after a few seconds, layers of light curtains lit up on the top of the mountain.
The howling mountain wind can no longer enter it.
Chen Wuxian said: "Come closer, let's all be together."
Not long after, the light in the light curtain was blazing to the extreme, and then the scene in front of everyone was reversed.
Come to a black and white ink space.
Stepping on the transparent glass-like stairs, Chen Wuxian gently exerted force to make sure that the ground was solid, and then followed Xiaolan's guidance, leading the people all the way forward.
Not long after, they came to the end of the stairs, where there stood two crooked-neck trees, and a rope was tied to the branches of the two trees.
A Taoist lay on the rope. He was dressed in khaki linen and had a handsome face, but he was forgotten in a blink of an eye.
The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the breathing was so slow that it seemed to not exist. This was still sleeping.
Xiao Lan floated to the side of the Taoist, sending out a soft thought, "Uncle."
Taoist's even breathing suddenly stopped, and then he took a deep breath, his eyelids gradually lifted, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky.
"You're here." The first thing he looked at was Chen Wuxian.
Chen Wuxian stepped forward and opened his mouth: ""
Before the words came out, the Taoist turned to look at Xiaolan again, "You are here."
A black line appeared on Chen Wuxian's forehead, ""
Is this a drowsiness?
Later, Chen Wuxian and other friends became the background wall, and Xiaolan chatted with the Taoist mind, and no one knew what the two chatted about.
After half a quarter of an hour, the Taoist waved his hand, and a crystal clear drop of water fell on Xiaolan's leaf.
Then, he looked at Chen Wuxian: "You gave Xiaolan a name, so you have to take good care of her. Now Xiaolan needs a while to transform."
Chen endlessly nodded.
The Taoist gave Chen Wuxi a deep look, then waved, "Go."
After the voice fell, Chen Wuxian, Xiaolan, Bai Xiaoqing, Qing Zhao, Chu Qingxi, etc. disappeared out of thin air.
And the Taoist stood in the air, and said in a low voice: "People of different numbers, let's see"
At this time, Chen Wuxian and others who disappeared disappeared from Yunmengze and appeared in a corner of Yuling Mountain Range.
Before they could stand still, there was a loud noise in the distance.
Boom, boom!
Boom, boom!
Boom, boom!
Chen Wuxian looked at the source of the voice, "There has been a change in the Lingling Sect!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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