Chapter 590: Demon Mound
Pei Xian'er lowered her head and responded in a low voice: "I know Daddy, you are careful." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Pei Wentian turned to look at Xu Can again: "Xu Can, when I am not there, you can take care of Xian'er." ”
Xu Can nodded: "Lord Dharma Protector, please rest assured, I will take good care of Xian'er and take care of her." ”
Pei Wentian raised his hand and patted Xu Can on the shoulder twice, and then said, "Miss Chen, then let's go down together!" ”
The two of them flew one after the other and jumped down to the bottom of the altar, reaching the bottom of the deep altar.
Flashes of light flashed again around them, filling the entire altar space densely.
Pei Wentian took a drop of blood from his finger and merged it into the center of the altar where the light intersected, and with a bang, a teleportation appeared in front of him.
Pei Wentian took a step and walked in front of Lin Yuanchen, Lin Yuanchen followed, and when the two figures disappeared into the teleportation, the teleportation flashed and disappeared without a shadow, and the dense formation light in the altar also dissipated, and it returned to darkness.
In front of them, the two walked out of the teleportation.
A strong demonic aura rushed towards him, and the demonic aura filled the world in front of him with a twist.
The sky here is dark green, there is no sun, moon and stars, the earth in front of you is red, and the behemoths are walking in the distance, sometimes making a loud roar, looking like an ancient desolate world.
Lin Yuanchen wrapped the breath of his whole body in the fur, without leaking out at all, urging the aura of the demon ancestor on it to suddenly disperse, if you look at it with demon sense, it is a real demon cultivator, and he feels that it is not enough, and he uses the majestic prohibition on the magic bead to wrap it outside the body, firmly imprisoning the breath on the immortal's body, and not letting it out a single bit.
Pei Wentian's body flashed and turned into a huge white peacock, flying in the air, and said to Lin Yuanchen: "Miss Chen, you come to my back, I will take you to the blood pool, if you perform the technique of flying against the wind here, you will be noticed by the demon ancestor." ”
Lin Yuanchen summoned the shadow of the water and moon in his hand, stepped on his feet, and came to Pei Wentian's back to stand still: "Senior Pei, how far is the blood pool from here?" ”
"There are some distances that take three months to fly."
Along the way, Lin Yuanchen saw many demon ancestors, these behemoths really didn't have any senses, and they didn't notice themselves.
Three months later, when the two of them approached the blood pool, they saw a red mist rolling in front of them, and there were many more demon ancestors near this place.
Pei Wentian broke up with Lin Yuanchen here, and further on, she couldn't take a step, if she was squeezed out by the blood pool, the surrounding demon ancestors would also identify her: "Miss Chen, I'll go to the blood pool first, you wait for me for three hours, the power of the blood pool blood pool here is the weakest, the demon ancestor won't come here, you can wait for me to come back here with peace of mind!" ”
Lin Yuanchen meditated on the spot, and Pei Wentian walked forward, submerged in the blood mist.
One day, not fast or slow, when Pei Wentian returned, he was protecting a white sword light in his hand, just a trace of sword light, but there was no essence of the sword, when Lin Yuanchen saw this sword light, the Bingqing in his heart and the other six fairy swords wanted to fly out on their own, but they were suppressed by her.
Pei Wentian handed over this sword light to Lin Yuanchen, and after Lin Yuanchen put it in the palm of his hand, the seven great immortal swords finally gathered in one place, and the Qiankun Gang on his wrist actually turned on his own. Lin Yuanchen knew that something was wrong, and he was about to urge the cultivation to suppress it. However, it was also a step too late.
Qiankun Gang flew out of his wrist in one fell swoop under the rotation, turning into a silver ring in the air, revealing a majestic power of immortal blood. Then the Bing Qing and the Seven Great Immortal Swords in his mind all flew out and rotated rapidly around Qiankun Gang.
The surrounding demon ancestors let out an earth-shattering roar, and their huge bodies gathered towards this place, causing the ground to rumble and shake as they ran.
However, there was no way to stop the scene in the air, and it was impossible to stop, and the power of the immortal bloodline emanating from Qiankun Gang became more and more intense, illuminating the sky here, like the light of day.
Pei Wentian gritted his teeth and turned into a peacock's demon body, and rushed towards the nearest demon ancestor, and when he chirped, a magical power emanated from his mouth and bombarded the demon ancestor, and the demon ancestor slammed his footsteps, looking at Pei Wentian in the sky, his face was very confused.
Then another demon ancestor approached in the other direction, Lin Yuanchen couldn't take care of it much, and when the water moon dispersed, he stepped on it and flew into the air, with the sword array in hand, and bombarded forward.
More and more Demon Ancestors ran towards it, and the sound of roars and ground shaking was filled all around.
Just as the two were fighting, a sudden beam of light emanated from Qiankun Gang, enveloping Lin Yuanchen's body, and in a flash, Lin Yuanchen, along with Qiankun Gang and the Seven Great Immortal Swords, all disappeared! Disappeared directly from the demon mound.
The surrounding demon ancestors paused, and returned to their previous confusion, Pei Wentian flew in the air, his face was very solemn.
In the boundless and chaotic white light, Lin Yuanchen floated here, dreaming a long and endless dream.
She dreamed that she was in the darkness, playing and chasing with six clusters of light, and I don't know how long it had passed, but she was able to walk to the edge of the darkness and see a young man dressed in white, and she spoke to the young man, but he could not hear.
Time passed, and the boy grew up and became a great power, and one day, what she said was heard by this great power.
Da Neng was so happy that he gave himself a name called Shadow.
This is the whole memory of her past life.
As the dream continued, she never woke up.
In the end, she lost her fairy roots and came to a thunderstorm on a continent, and she was already dying.
She swallowed her last breath on this continent, but the last trace of her soul merged into the ubiquitous Heavenly Dao Yin Spirits on the continent.
Then, the dream was interrupted, and she fell into an endless slumber.
A voice in his ear gradually became clear: "Yuji! Yuji! Yuji! There was a faint vigorous slap on his face.
Lin Yuanchen finally opened his eyes and saw the little jade in front of him.
"Xiaoyu, where is this?"
Xiao Yu's face was very ugly, and he pointed to the center of chaos and said, "There is the fairy world!" You don't have to wait for Jiuyouzhou! And you have already missed the opening time of the Nine Hidden Realms, and you have slept here for forty years! ”
Only then did she recall the scenes in the dream, and under the turmoil in her heart, she gritted her teeth: "Immortal world, then let's go to the immortal realm!" ”
The two held hands and floated towards the center of chaos.
"Xiaoyu, forty years? So, Zhang Shaotong should be out of the customs soon? Exquisite ...... Linglong has grown up?! ”
Xiao Yu had a gloomy face, did not comfort her mood, and said in a stiff tone: "How do I know what is going on outside!" I've been shouting at you here for fifty years, and I feel like I'm going to be an old zombie! (To be continued.) )