Chapter 1151: The Bloodline Shackles Are Broken

When—

The ancient bell rang faintly, resounding throughout the Zhantian Continent, as if it came from the distant Zhantian era across time and space.

Shake the world!

All the retreat people were awakened, and there was a feeling that they were drinking in the head, and the ancient bell seemed to be waking up something.

"The beginning of the beginning—"

The ancient chanting sound preaches the ancient and the present and the future, and the bodies of the ancient ancestors shook the nine heavens and ten earths.

Brush –

Jiang Yun came to the moon platform in a few steps, listening to the sound of bells, chanting and sacrifices, and his eyes showed unprecedented solemnity.

I don't know when, Emperor Mochizuki has come to his side, staring at the sky.

"Heaven and earth are going to change again—" the empress said lightly.

All over the Zhantian Continent, the warriors felt that the heavens and the earth were going to change again, but they didn't know whether it was good or bad.

There was a lot of discussion everywhere, and the warriors stared at the sky.

Above the nine heavens, a god and spirit phantom appeared, like a emperor of the ages, standing above the firmament, looking down on all the souls.

"The gods reappear—"

There was an exclamation everywhere, and even some strong people who had been in retreat for many years were born one after another, staring at the sky, they knew that it was the phantom of the gods.

Is it a projection of the gods, or a reproduction of a scene from an endless period ago, or a trace left by the gods?

No one knew, and people stared at the sky with different expressions.

This time, no one knows whether it is good or bad. Since the first change of heaven and earth in the world, the heaven and earth have been changing, but they are usually gradual, and only a few times are great changes.

Tick –

A drop of blood rain fell on Jiang Yun's hand, and his heart moved, thinking of the divine spirit rain of Huohuang Mountain, could it be the same as Huohuang Mountain this time?

Tick tick tick –

It began to rain in the sky, but not ordinary rain, but blood rain. This time, not only did the major divine lands have blood rain, but the entire Zhantian Continent has a blood rain.

Comparatively speaking, the blood rain of the major divine lands is greater, and the blood is thicker.

The higher the level of the Divine Land, the greater the blood rain and the stronger the smell of blood. For example, Moon Mountain, Qingyun Divine Earth, Shenjian Mountain, Ziwei Ruins, Moon God Mountain, and War God Mountain, etc., all rained blood.

"All souls are bathed in blood rain, and the bloodline of Zhantian has reappeared-" Emperor Mochizuki stared at the sky and told Jiang Yun about the changes in various places.

As an emperor, she has explored many ruins in the Zhantian Continent and consulted many ancient books. More than Jiang Yun knew, this was an opportunity for all spirits to bathe in blood rain, and the bloodlines that had disappeared or been suppressed and cursed reappeared.

The race that once threatened the heavens in the War Heaven Era reappeared, and the powerful bloodline awakened again and broke free from the shackles.

Bang

Jiang Yun and Emperor Mochizuki stood on the Moon Viewing Platform, not using Yuan Force to block the blood rain, but letting the blood rain fall on their bodies.

An atmosphere of sadness, vicissitudes, and unwillingness spread, and the indigenous beings of the entire Zhantian Continent felt this sadness and unyielding will. There are also some descendants of the Zhantian Continent races who have fled to all walks of life, and they also feel this will at this moment.

For example, the Moon God Palace and the War God Palace, their disciples are basically the descendants of the powerhouses who once escaped from the War Heaven World.

After all, their ancestral realm was the Battle Heaven World.

"Blood shackles reappear—" Emperor Mochizuki whispered, black shackles appeared on her body, and her whole body seemed to be completely entangled in ropes.

Jiang Yun showed a look of shock, it was Emperor Mochizuki who forced out the bloodline shackles, so he could see clearly.

In the blood rain, the blood shackles become more and more fragile, and as the more blood rain you bathe, the blood shackles become smaller and more fragile.

"Break it off for Bendi—"

Emperor Mochizuki snorted, ran a wisp of imperial power, and broke the shackles.

Click,

The shackles of blood on her body snapped and broken, and the whole person was like a prisoner who broke free from the cage and was instantly freed.

Those shackles that were shattered were baptized by the rain of blood, ominous breaths and curses were removed, and the energy replenished the body of the Mochizuki Emperor. Emperor Mochizuki's aura was stronger, and Jiang Yun felt that she had probably broken through to the level of the Emperor of the Gods, or even higher, close to the gods.

Close to God!

This is Jiang Yun's judgment of Emperor Mochizuki, because just now there was a divine power overflowing, if he didn't have treasures such as the Divine Palace, I am afraid that he would have been crushed by the divine power.

Before the bloodline shackles were broken, Emperor Mochizuki did not have that wisp of divine might.

He originally thought that Emperor Mochizuki's body would not be much stronger than his body, but now it seems that it is much stronger. It may also be because the clones have just awakened and their strength has not fully recovered.

"My bloodline shackles have also emerged—" Jiang Yun whispered, opening the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, staring at the dense shackles on his body, tying his whole person like a zongzi. A feeling of suffocation came, a strong sense of restraint.

He understood that during the War Heaven Era, this world was wiped out.

Not only did the strong almost die, the world was shattered, and even the bloodline was suppressed and cursed. These shackles suppressed the bloodlines of the creatures in this realm and suppressed their potential, which was one of the reasons why there were almost no new gods since the Zhantian Era, and then there was the shattered world and incomplete laws, both of which together caused this realm to become a ruin.

However, after all, the Zhantian World was once the center of the heavens and all worlds, with major powerhouses and countless powerhouses of all kinds.

Even if they encounter such a catastrophe, they still have the power to protect themselves, so there are strong people from all walks of life who cannot enter the Zhantian Continent, and few creatures above the emperor can enter at the price. Because of the late stage of the Great War in the War Heaven Era, the War Heaven World has been sealed.

Jiang Yun stared at the shackles, eager to break them: "The shackles have always been there, and it was only through the rain of blood that they manifested. It's so strong that it even hides the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye and Heavenly Heart Imprint. ”

"The shackles are strong on the one hand, on the other hand, because your realm is not enough, if you reach the king realm, you can see a small part of the shackles, and even break some of them. All souls are bathed in blood rain, and the bloodline of Zhantian reappears. Is it going to glory, or is it going to perdition?" Emperor Mochizuki stared at the sky and said lightly.

Boom –

Jiang Yun used the strength of his whole body to attack the shackles after the baptism of blood and rain.

Clicks–

He broke a shackle that was comfortable on his left leg, and in an instant, he felt that his left leg was much freer, and the sense of restraint was a little less.

"Again—"

Click,

Jiang Yun used all his strength to break the shackles one by one, and his shackles were too many. In the end, he was tired and lay down, and he had to take Soul Pool Water and Earth Soul Milk to replenish Yuan Force and Spiritual Power, and then continue to break the shackles.

"One hundred and eight thousand shackles—this Nima's—" Jiang Yun had the urge to scold his mother, he took the Earth Soul Milk and Soul Pool Water nine times, plus the original Yuan Force and Spiritual Power, and used up his own Spiritual Power and Yuan Force ten times before and after, and then all the shackles were broken.

Puff puff –

One after another, the shackles shattered, the power of the curse and the ominous aura were baptized by the blood rain, and the energy replenished into his body, and his cultivation was instantly raised to the great pole of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

Brush –

He hurriedly found a place to cross the tribulation and raised the realm to the Great Pole of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

It took two hours to complete the Heavenly Tribulation, Jiang Yun returned to the Moon Gazing Platform again, and looked at the Moon Emperor: "Everyone has so many shackles? I'm afraid it won't be able to break all of them in a short time——"

"That's not the case, you have too many shackles, it should be related to the fact that you are a descendant of Emperor Jiang Shendi, and your bloodline is atavistic to your ancestors. It is a fact that the bloodline is suppressed, but it does not mean that after the shackles are broken, everyone's bloodline can be comparable to the ancient ancestors of all races, and the bloodline is still high and low. The stronger the bloodline, the more shackles there will be. My bloodline shackles are also 100,000 and 8,000, but in fact, many people have only hundreds, or even only dozens. "Emperor Mochizuki said a hard thing.

The shackles of the bloodline are broken, and the bloodline that was once suppressed and cursed is revived.

But it doesn't mean that everyone's bloodline power is very strong, there are still high and low, the more bloodline shackles people have, the stronger the bloodline.

Those who can have thousands of blood shackles are considered geniuses.

Those who can have tens of thousands of bloodline shackles are peerless geniuses and demon-level figures. And with more than 100,000 shackles like Jiang Yun and Emperor Mochizuki, there can't be too many descendants of the entire Zhantian World, I'm afraid there aren't even ten fingers.