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Chapter 855: The Holy Relic of the Desolate Race

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    Gu Bulao raised his hand, pointing his finger towards the center of his brow.

    But at this moment, the entire Dao Mark Sea suddenly made a violent roar, as if it had turned into a real ocean.

    Countless Dao patterns condensed into huge waves, swarming towards Gu Bulao's raised finger.

    "Dao Zun, you are the one who attacked me first!"

    Facing this situation, instead of showing the slightest fear, Gu Bulao laughed loudly, put down his fingers, stood up suddenly, and let out a long breath.

    This long breath suddenly split rapidly in the air, turning into countless human figures.

    Everyone is amazingly ancient!

    It's just that these ancients are not exactly the same, but there are young ones, old ones, and young ones!

    It's like the ancients under different ages, at this moment, appearing at the same time!

    Every ancient body exuded a powerful and terrifying aura, and greeted the overwhelming Dao pattern.

    But at this moment, nine rays of light of different colors suddenly appeared above the sky.

    Intertwined with each other, a vast nine-color sky is formed, falling straight towards all the ancients.

    All the ancients collapsed instantly when they touched the nine-color sky.

    This scene also caused a rare expression of shock on the face of the real Gu Bu Lao: "You actually realized this kind of power!"

    At this time, the nine-colored sky finally fell on Gu Bulao's body, causing Gu Bulao's figure to be torn apart suddenly.

    However, Gu Bulao's vicious voice resounded in this split: "Daoist, when my real self wakes up, I will take revenge for today!"

    "If there is something wrong with my disciple, then all the thousands of dao worlds, including you, will be buried with him!"

    In Dao San Palace, Dao San looked at Dao Yi in front of him, and the drop of blood that Dao Yi was holding in his hands, with a look of shock on his face and said: "Jiang Yun fell into the land of the world,  Not only did it not die, but it also caused two holy objects to appear in succession?"

    Dao nodded and said, "It's possible!"

    "However, everything is unknown at the moment, so the Lord has bestowed this blood now, let us find a way to enter the land of the world, integrate this blood into the clone of the Lord, and thoroughly investigate this matter!"

    "You, do you have a suitable candidate?"

    Daosan nodded after a moment of silence, "Yes!"

    With a wave of his sleeves, a young man in a blue gown appeared in front of the two of them, his face expressionless and his eyes closed.

    Immediately afterwards, Dao San raised his palm and pressed heavily on the young man's head. The young man opened his eyes immediately, and there was a dead silence in his eyes!

    Seeing this person, Dao Yi nodded with a smile on his face; "This person is indeed the most suitable candidate!"

    The Tianluo Realm was already in chaos, and every monk once again sat cross-legged as if facing a big enemy, staring at the huge monster in the sky that had gradually revealed a corner.

    Nan Yunruo naturally did the same, she had already stood beside Jiang Yun with a pale complexion, also looking up at the sky.

    At this moment, everyone can see clearly that this behemoth is a mountain peak.

    A huge mountain shaped like a human hand, the height does not reach the top.

    Finally, from the mountain peak, a vast aura suddenly surged.

    In the blink of an eye, it has permeated the entire Skyfall Realm and the Realm of Fallen Realm, and all living beings have been wrapped in this breath.

    Even Jiang Yun is no exception.

    However, at this moment, Jiang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of understanding in his eyes suddenly turned into shock when he felt this breath coming to his body, and even jumped up!

    His enlightenment has nothing to do with this breath, but because he has successfully drawn the first stroke of the character "Huang" on the center of his brow, and his understanding of Huangwen has improved to a higher level.

    However, now, looking at the face of Nan Yunruo, whose appearance has changed from the original young to middle-aged, combined with the breath in his body, Jiang Yun finally raised his head to look at the sky.

    If Nan Yun could open her eyes and look at Jiang Yun at this moment, then she would find that Jiang Yun had lost his composure for the third time after coming to the Heavenly Falling Realm!

    There is no way for Jiang Yun not to lose his composure!

    ?Because above the sky, for all the creatures in the Land of Fallen World, the Saint of the Desolate RaceHe is also extremely familiar with things, and even the degree of familiarity far exceeds that of Mirage!

    Because that mountain peak shaped like a palm is the Wendao Five Peaks in the Daoist Sect of the Mountain and Sea Realm!

    Of course, there is a difference between the five Wen Wen peaks in the sky at this moment and the five Wen Wen peaks in the mountains and seas.

    That is the Wendao Wufeng, which is also much larger!

    "What's going on here? I asked how Wufeng would appear here?"

    "Could it be that asking about the five peaks is also a sacred object?"

    "The power of this aura is exactly the kind of terrifying power contained in the barren pattern. If the Five Peaks of Wenwen also belong to the holy relic, then it belongs to the holy relic of the Desolate race!"

    "Could it be that the Desolate Race is also a group that walked out of this land of death!"

    "But the Desolate Race, if there is such a powerful holy object, why not use it, but will be killed by the Daoist instead?"

    "Could it be that like the Jiang Clan, the Desolate Clan can't take this holy thing away?"

    Several thoughts flashed across Jiang Yun's mind instantly!

    At the same time, there are more and more auras that permeate the five peaks, from Nan Yunruo's extremely old face to the body, and the white hair on the head.  it's easy to see.

    So much so that even if Lian Tianluo was at this time, he couldn't pay attention to Jiang Yun anymore, so he had to mobilize all his cultivation bases to contend with this aura.

    It can be said that at this moment, the entire world has collapsed, and only Jiang Yun is alone. Although he is under the shroud of this breath, he has not been affected in the slightest.

    Under the flickering between Jiang Yun's brows, the first barren pattern that he drew with his own blood also emerged.

    At this moment, Jiang Yun clearly heard a voice, which sounded in his mind: "Whether you are a descendant of my clan or not, since you have drawn your own barren pattern, according to the rules, you  Qualified to open the Nine Lands of Nirvana!"

    "Enter the Nine Lands of Nirvana, find the sacred objects of my Desolate Race, and know the secret of my Desolate Race!"

    Nine lands of death!

    Jiang Yun suddenly thought of the elixir left by Lu Lun, in which there were three names of medicinal materials, which were clearly chicken sausage grass, Mie Lingxiang, and Jiuqu vine!

    If the first three words are connected together, wouldn't it just be Nirvana Nine, and the medicinal material that I don't know naturally starts with the word "µŲ".

    So, did Lu Lun also go to the Nine Lands of Nirvana?

    The voice continued to sound: "But because your barren pattern is not complete, the power of protection you can get will be reduced accordingly!"

    "Therefore, if you step into the Nine Lands of Nirvana, you will still have your life in danger. Therefore, you can decide for yourself whether to come or not!"

    These words made Jiang Yun's eyes light up, and he felt the aura emanating from the holy relic belonging to the Desolate race, and kept wearing away that finger in his body.

    Jiang Yun has already made a decision without thinking too much.

    However, a groan suddenly sounded in his ears, it came from Nan Yunruo!

    At this moment, Nan Yunruo, in just a short period of time, has changed from a young girl to an old man, even about to die.

    Looking at Nan Yunruo, Jiang Yun hesitated slightly, and raised a finger, and a drop of blood appeared on the fingertip again.

    And with this drop of blood, he suddenly drew a barren pattern on the center of Nan Yunruo's eyebrows.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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