Chapter 470: Ancestor's Blood
Suddenly, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, I glanced back at it, and Feng Yin, who was hidden in the Void Realm, felt a tightening heart.
With her beautiful eyes, she slowly turned her head without any change in her gaze.
Feng Yin, who was secretly breathing, let out a sigh of relief, it would be terrible if he could see his traces through the Void Realm.
At this time, hundreds of people slowly moved forward, everyone gritted their teeth and insisted, no one spoke, and the sound of "stepping" was full of ears, mixed with a low roar, and everyone did their best.
"If you look at it this way, they will be able to advance in half an hour. Feng Zi said: "After all, it is a psychic holy relic, which should not be underestimated." ”
The thirteen sects are at the forefront of the brilliant light to the extreme, invincible, indestructible, and have immortal qualities.
At this time, the thirteen holy artifacts also emitted a "woo" wail, and the level of the evil king's pupil was much higher than theirs.
Sure enough, within half an hour, everyone's footsteps became extremely slow, often five or six breaths before they could take a step, no matter how much mana was delivered, there could only be a small progress.
Laugh at!
A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the Wanfeng Mountain Lord at the forefront, he took out a dagger to dissolve his eyebrows, and a little bit of brilliance bloomed in the center of his eyebrows, and the sound of chanting sounded in the void.
Like the resurrection of the patriarch of Wanfeng Mountain, a drop of crystal clear blood flowed from the center of the eyebrows of the mountain lord of Wanfeng Mountain, like the most brilliant red diamond, dazzling, which concealed the true meaning of the avenue of Wanfeng Mountain and part of the cultivation of the mountain master.
"Nourish the Holy Spirit with my blood, holy things, please go forward. The mountain lord of Wanfeng Mountain showed a compassionate look.
The next moment, the crystal clear hill directly in front of him suddenly shone brightly, and the limelight overshadowed all the other psychic holy weapons, and the pace of progress was much more steady again.
"Wanfeng Mountain has gone down to the old roots, and the ancestral blood that has been nourished by the ancestors for generations, coupled with some of the cultivation of the sect masters of the past dynasties, has almost revived part of the divine power of the psychic holy weapon when it was held by their ancestors!"
"It's just a drop of blood, and Wanfeng Mountain is still consumed. The voice of the Lord of Wanfeng Mountain became vast and empty, and his words were attached to the will of some ancestors, majestic: "Wanfeng Mountain has come out, what about you?"
The various sects and factions knew in their hearts that the founding patriarch was much more powerful than the sect masters they inherited, they were just maintaining the prosperity of the inheritance, and the ancestor master laid the entire blue sky for them, and the first generation of ancestors was undoubtedly the strongest among the previous sect masters.
The blood left by the patriarchs of each sect to future generations is also a valuable asset, in addition to many wonderful uses, the most important thing is to communicate the psychic holy weapon and revive it.
It seems that Wanfeng Mountain is also reluctant to be old, and most of that drop of blood is the blood of their second-generation ancestor or the eldest son of the originator, but he is still very surprised. "Someone deduces.
Pity urged: "If you fellow Daoists are still secretive, don't want this Kunpeng tomb." ”
The eyes of several major sect leaders present all showed reluctance, they either drew their eyebrows, or cut open their chests, and drop after drop of brilliant blood floated in the air, each drop of blood contained part of the will of the ancestors.
Each sect has its own way of preserving the blood of the ancestors, but the best thing is to leave it in the cultivators, nourish the blood of the ancestors with the Dao power of the descendants, and wash away the filth from time to time, which can increase the preservation time by tens or hundreds of times.
Among the eleven drops of blood, the drop of blood in the Dragon Hall was particularly eye-catching, and as soon as the void appeared, bursts of dragon groans sounded, and the sky was full of wind and thunder, and hundreds of miles of clouds rose.
"The clouds are from the dragon and the wind from the tiger, and it is rumored in the world that the father and the dragon mother, the originator of the Dragon Palace, have part of the blood of the dragon clan, is it true?"
And what is even more remarkable is the originator of the Arctic Ice Cliff, which hardly looks like a drop of blood, but a crystal ice crystal jade diamond, as soon as it appears, the temperature of the void plummets, and the leaves of the four fields form a thick layer of white frost.
Feng Yin saw clearly in the dark that the blood of the ancestor of Tongxuan was extremely red, and there was no special vision, but there was a will to turn decay into magic, dripping and turning in the void, circling and merging into the Tongtian ruler.
Airplanes!
The next moment, this space was full of light, and the extremely bright eleven colors almost seeped into the Void Realm where Feng Yin was, Feng Yin's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly pulled the seal backwards, if they were illuminated by the light, they were likely to be shocked out of the Void Realm.
"Rush!"
Everyone marched together, their fighting spirit was high, and the blood of the ancestors revived the psychic holy relics, and the effect was extremely good, their speed was a lot faster, and they could take five or six steps with each breath.
In the scarlet blood mist, a playful look appeared in the eyes of the evil king's pupils, and the brilliance of his pupils shot out like a line, like an anti-aircraft cannon, incredibly powerful.
In the blink of an eye, the woods within a radius of ten miles had been swept away, and there were ruins and broken walls everywhere, and dust mixed with blood-colored mist surged into the sky, like a blood-colored wolf smoke.
"It's good that the strength of the Evil King Hitomi is limited, but the closer it is, the greater the power it can bear, even if she has eleven psychic holy weapons to rely on, ten miles is the limit, and she has already figured this out. Feng Yin said.
The holy mang rushed into the sky, and the space where the evil king's pupil was located turned into a black hole that could not be devoured, and the Dao Dao black mang shot out of it was the sharpest spear, and the eleven psychic holy weapons were the strongest shields, and the two sides were fighting and fighting.
Burst!
The first elder couldn't hold on, he coughed up blood and collapsed, his beard was trembling with excitement, and he gasped for breath with a "ho-ho" in his mouth.
"They try, and we can't let up. Feng Yin said.
"Yes, break through from the other direction and compete with them!" Feng Zi's ruthlessness also came up.
They didn't have a psychic artifact, let alone a powerful cultivation, but they had a better reliance, and that was the vague space under the evil king's pupil.
"Take that as a base point, make an amazing leap, and then ......" Feng Yin and the two discussed countermeasures.
At this time, the two of them had already seen that most of Kunpeng's secret was hidden on the spear, which was the key to everything.
Now, all the attention of the Evil King Pupil is on the psychic holy relics of the envoys of the Eastern Regions, they have deduced it several times, Feng Yinhuo clenched his fists: "Feasible!"
The two of them said they would do it, they quietly left this area, passed through the complex terrain, spared more than thirty miles, and finally quietly came to the other side of the evil king pupil, behind all the latter's attacks, even the evil king hitomi did not expect that the ant-like creature was quietly looking down on him in the dark.
"We can't attack from the Void Realm, the Evil King's attack can shatter the Void and trap us inside. Feng Yin said.
When everything was ready, Feng Yin and the others stepped out of the Void Realm and slowly bowed down, like predatory tigers.
(End of chapter)