Wanyan Divine Power is based on the supreme exercise of the Great Dao, and the use of Jin Manghua is equivalent to using the Great Dao to open the eyes of the Rui Beast.

The inkstone-tailed beast had eyes and "lived".

Of course, it is not really alive, but it has become spiritual, and the sleeping power no longer feels suppressed, and the power that has been accumulated for many years is awakened with a move, and the mouth of the Rui beast actually emits a sound similar to a roar, hearty, and extraordinary.

This sound contains a little power of inkstone, which stirred and swirled in the box, and finally opened the box from the inside out with a light "click" sound.

Then, Feng Xiaohan, who was dying, suddenly rose a few wisps of strength, and the sea became much clearer.

This is because of the recognition of the inkstone, its fresh power injected into Feng Xiaohan's body, and actually pulled him back from the line between life and death.

Why?

Feng Xiaohan did use Wanyan Jinmang to put the finishing touches on the Rui Beast, but he didn't recognize the master, how did it connect with itself?

Only then did he react that he had suffered a serious external injury, his clothes were stained with blood, and the blood flowing out flowed into it along the small hole torn by the sword qi on the baggage, and the box was opened just in time to let the blood drip into the inkstone.

With a shaking, a dull roar sounded in Feng Xiaohan's ears, as if the mountains were shaking, or something was about to break through the ground.

Then he suddenly realized that he seemed to be rising.

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No one has ever seen the world under the cliff of life and death, and even if they did, they didn't get out alive.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, you can only see a dark shadow, but the real world at the bottom of the cliff is not a dark world where you can't see your fingers.

It's full of dim light, but I don't know where the light comes from.

The world at the bottom of the cliff is extremely spacious, full of the remains of demon beasts, Sen Sen's white bones look extremely hideous and terrifying, and the strange rocks on the cliff wall are like demon horns, and they don't look comfortable in the light that is not bright.

Somewhere at the bottom of the cliff there was an altar, and in the altar there was a stone tablet with a slender root stuck in it.

More than a dozen visible chains formed by mysterious and unspeakable qi were attached to the stone pillars around the altar at one end, and the other end was tied to the object, tightly locking it to the tablet.

There are twelve stone pillars, each of which is carved with an animal, a rat, a cow, a tiger and a rabbit...... It happens to be the zodiac.

Those chains are connected to the mouths of the zodiacs, and the so-called shackles refer to these chains.

This is the seal.

Far away from the altar, there is a mountain made of snow that was formed by the fall of an avalanche.

These are the snow that has covered the mountains around the cliff for countless years, and the amount is extremely large.

Whoever is buried in it will not come out alive.

A hollow sigh sounded from the depths of the cliff bottom, and I couldn't hear the extreme meaning of the emotion.

The sound spread far away, setting off a cool wind that blew light smoke from snow particles on the snowy mountains.

"That's ...... Dead?"

With a little regret, a divine thought pierced through the thing on the stele, forming a certain frequency oscillation in the air, forming a smooth speech.

The owner of the voice thought that it was a pity that no one could hear it, otherwise he would have marveled at his own magic......

At this moment, a deafening sound resounded at the bottom of the cliff, and at the same time, the fierce wind blew away those beast bones, and a snow smoke that was bigger than before instantly filled the air.

This is the place where the heavenly machine is broken, and nothing can stay here for long except the being who is sealed.

For example, those animal bones are blown by the wind and turn into the tiniest debris and scatter.

And in a few decades, that snow-capped mountain will disappear and be completely swallowed up.

It stands to reason that there should not be such a thing as wind here, because the heavenly machine cannot control here, so the natural weather cannot be formed naturally, unless it is man-made.

I saw that the snow-capped mountain suddenly had a bulge, and the area was very wide, and the snow was falling in a row, and those strong winds came out from under the snow.

The bulge continues to climb until it leaves the snow and floats in mid-air.

A part of the snow-capped mountain suddenly rises from the ground and is held into the air by something, like a floating island, and if the audience is here, I believe they will be dumbfounded and speechless in shock.

When the 'island' reaches a certain point, it does not rise, but slowly flips over, like a farmer loosening the soil for his crops, scooping up a piece of soil and dumping it back.

When the snow falls, you can clearly see a figure falling, leaving a human-shaped hole in the snow.

Only then can we see what it is that holds up such a large snowdrift.

——It is a huge inkstone, the shape is simple, the tail of the inkstone is engraved with the Rui beast hidden in the auspicious clouds, lifelike like a living thing, and the beast pupil is blooming with a faint golden light, which is extremely sacred.

It was Feng Xiaohan's magic weapon that woke up under the snow and recognized the Lord, which could become so huge and could also fly in the air, directly lifting the mountain-like snow on Feng Xiaohan's body and taking him out of the snow.

A hand stretched out from the hole in the human form and pressed it on the snow,

Feng Xiaohan climbed out of the snow cave, and the first thing he did was to grow his mouth and breathe the air greedily.

The cold air ran down his mouth and into his lungs, relieving the suffocating pressure, and the sharp pain in his chest made him cough violently.

I don't know how deep the cliff of life and death is, if it weren't for the softness of the snow that slowed down most of the impact, Feng Xiaohan would have been shattered a long time ago.

He was also extremely badly injured, some of them and some of them were smashed by the snow.

Feng Xiaohan lay on his back in the snow, and straight white mist continued to erupt from his mouth and nose,

He cheered up and looked at the huge inkstone in the sky, his mind moved slightly, and the huge shadow quickly shrank and finally changed back to its original size, and then fell beside him.

The things in the altar were slightly stunned, and what shocked it was not the way Feng Xiaohan left the bottom of the snow, but the fact that he actually had a heavy treasure to leave the bottom of the snow.

Thousands of years ago, Wanye Tian had the highest qualification since ancient times, and at the age of nineteen, he achieved the consummation of the saint realm, and in the battle of gods and demons, he broke out with incomparably powerful combat power, and at that time people knew that he had surpassed the limit of the saint.

A thousand years later, Feng Xiaohan came from the wilderness, with great luck, and repeatedly passed through the ghost gate without dying, even in a place where the heavens could not control the cliff of life and death, he could still get out of trouble and not die, what a kind of luck against the sky.

What's more, both of them were met by it......

- Is it providence?

It pondered these things, and thought to itself, could this be its destiny, or mission?

After the inkstone fell, Feng Xiaohan also fainted completely.

His injuries were too serious, several times more serious than the injuries he had in the river in the relics of the saints, and he was able to climb out of the snow pit with the support of his will, and he suddenly lost consciousness when he relaxed.

Feng Xiaohan was wounded, and his animal skin clothes and pants were stained with his blood, if he wasn't born hardy, he was afraid that he would freeze to death in his sleep.

The glow dimmed, illuminating his face.

The things on the altar perceive that side with their divine sense, and they know that they can't die for a while, but if they don't get timely treatment, they are afraid that they will be cured in the future, and it will also affect their cultivation.

It was originally a heaven and earth artifact, which had followed several great powerhouses in ancient times, and also witnessed the great war that affected the human world for a thousand years, so it has a soul and can also walk in the world in human form.

It's just that it was sealed here by that little bastard and forcibly given it a mission that didn't belong to it, and it's been lonely for a thousand years.

These damn chains are forged by the Qiankun chapter of the mysteries of heaven and earth, not to mention that it is now mutilated, and even if it is complete, it is not sure to be cut off. Fortunately, the ancestor of Hanshan Gate has an old relationship with it, and the heads of the previous generations have come to visit it from time to time, and Ji Xiaolan even plans to save it.

It wanted to leave here all the time, even if it was of great significance to the human world and even the Chengtian Continent to stay here, it didn't care.

That's when it knew it had come.

The Wanyan golden mangs used by Feng Xiaohan to awaken the inkstone contain a pure Dao breath, which is comparable to the mysteries of heaven and earth, plus the connection between the hilt of the sword and himself to cut off the shackles.

The only problem is that Feng Xiaohan lost most of his blood and lay in the snow, and even if he survived like this, he would not have the strength to help him cut the iron chain.

And everything at the bottom of the cliff of life and death does not exist, even if Feng Xiaohan wakes up and hides on the altar to cultivate, he does not have to fear the corrosion of the cliff of life and death, and he will also starve to death before he recovers from his injuries.

It sighed, thinking to itself what a hassle this was.

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......

"It's really troublesome, don't even think about it. ”

Ji Xiaolan looked at the cliff of life and death, and said expressionlessly: "I will save you then." Now that the demon gate is about to go south, this son can't leave alive, and if he allows it to develop, it will become a big disaster. ”

The voice was very rare with a little emotion, and he said helplessly: "This is the first time I have asked you to help me, for the sake of your ancestor." ”

Ji Xiaolan's face remained unchanged, and she said lightly: "That was the grievance of your older generation countless years ago, don't use this to press me." I know this is disrespectful, and when my life is over, I will go to that world to ask her old man for his guilt. ”

The voice was silent for a while, and said, "What do you want me to do me this little favor?"

Ji Xiaolan said simply: "No, no, no." ”

The thing in the altar was a little speechless, and said, "Women are really tricky, I didn't think you had this side." ”

Ji Xiaolan smiled and said, "I felt this way not long ago, but I am a woman after all, and I can't say anything about what I identify." ”

The voice thought for a while and said, "Then what if I promise you to go to Hanshan Gate with you after leaving here?"

"Huh?"

Ji Xiaolan raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "You don't want to go with him?"

The voice said: "I am not a human but I am not a dead thing, I have a clear self-will, why should I recognize him as the master when he took me away? ”

Ji Xiaolan pondered for a moment, closed her eyes and nodded, laughing at herself: "It's just that I don't fit my identity to do this." ”

There was a hint of a smile in his voice, and he said, "Anyway, you are a vulgar person, and you don't care about these vanities." ”