Ancient Kunlun, into the land of immortals.

There are thousands of dragon veins standing in all directions, as if they came from thousands of years ago, and the place where the dragon head is crawling is the place where the essence of heaven and earth in the world is the richest.

It is said that this place is pregnant with the hope of becoming immortals.

"Please, let go..."

Before he finished speaking, the essence and blood of the young man's whole body were sucked up by the evil bronze tripod in the immortal pond in front of him, and the whole person completely turned into a dry corpse and fell to the ground.

"Next.

A gray-haired old man who was watching this scene beside the fairy pond said in a deep voice expressionlessly, as if he had seen this kind of picture a lot.

The other teenagers who witnessed this scene around them exploded in an instant, and their faces all changed drastically, revealing panic, if it weren't for the many gold-armored guards and a group of white-haired old men who had been guarding around them, I am afraid that they would have scattered and fled long ago.

Among the many teenagers in "Ah Xuan", Ye Feng, who was dressed in white, looked at Yang Xuan, who was already dead, and said uneasily.

"Don't you see?" Yang Xuan shook his head bitterly, watching a young man in front of him being forcibly dragged to the edge of the immortal pond by the golden armor guard, cutting his fingers, and watering the immortal ding with blood, and said with a wry smile, "The Feather Divine Dynasty took us away, not to let us embark on the path of cultivation at all, but..."

"Let's go and make sacrifices."

As soon as the words fell, the young man in front of him turned into a dried corpse, just like the previous man.

In fact, when he met the monks of the Feather God Dynasty in the village, Yang Xuan knew the true purpose of these people. During the time that he was brought to the Feather God Dynasty by these monks, he didn't think about escaping.

However, after vetoing countless plans, Yang Xuan found that he wanted to escape from the Feather God Dynasty, and the possibility was basically zero.

Not to mention that the residences of these young men who were selected by the Feather God Dynasty were all set up in various formations, and those monks who were guarding the surrounding area were all Dragon Transformation Realm monks at the lowest level, not to mention that there were powerful cultivators, Dao Slaying Kings, and even saint-level monks monitoring them day and night.

Unless an outside force intervenes, it is impossible to escape.

During this period, Yang Xuan, who still did not give up, once pinned his hopes on his own system.

However, until now, there was no reaction from the system in Yang Xuan's mind, making Yang Xuan think that he had not obtained a fake system.

After spending a year in the chaos of the Feather God Dynasty, Yang Xuan, who was almost desperate, embarked on a road of no return to Kunlun Mountain.

"That bronze tripod," looking at the bronze tripod watered with blood in the immortal pool, Yang Xuan secretly said in his heart, "It should be the Immortal Ding." ”

Chengxian Ding is an immortal weapon born in Kunlun Mountain, and it is also the imperial soldier of the emperor who played soy sauce, the holy relic of the ancient heavenly court, and it is also one of the ancient immortal weapons in the sky.

In the past, the emperor created "Cheng Xianding", wanting to refine the entire mortal universe as a ding, become an immortal in one fell swoop, and break the barrier of immortals!

However, he failed, and Cheng Xianding was shattered.

In order to be able to use the Huaxian Pond on Kunlun Mountain to repair the Immortal Ding, the later Yuhua Dynasty directly excavated people with extraordinary physique and sacrificed blood to become an Immortal Ding.

In order to repair this immortal tripod and realize the dream of becoming an immortal.

"It seems that this became an immortal ding, and then it was broken by that little girl."

Yang Xuan remembered that in the original book, after Ye Feng's death, the ruthless emperor stepped into the land of Kunlun to become immortals, smashed them into immortal tripods with one palm, and killed the immortal fetus of Shenchi with one thought, which ruined the hope of becoming immortals conceived in Kunlun Mountain.

The blood sacrifice was carried out in an orderly manner, and one after another teenagers watered the immortal tripod with their own blood, and finally all of them turned into a dried corpse without exception.

"Next"

The indifferent voice sounded on Kunlun Mountain, and the only young people who were brought here were Yang Xuan and Ye Feng, who were also desolate ancient holy bodies.

"Ah Xuan, I'll go first." Ye Feng, who was pale, whispered to Yang Xuan, who wanted to speak and stopped, and strode forward again.

"The blood of the gods, the blood of the demons, and the blood of the Buddha have all been poured on its body, and it will be my turn soon, it doesn't matter if I die, but who can help me take care of my sister, she is still too young, I can't rest assured."

Thinking of his sister, Ye Feng was unwilling, he begged the monks next to him, begging them, if he could return to the other side of the starry sky, please don't forget it, and help him raise his eldest sister.

Unfortunately, these monks were indifferent, unmoved, and did not even look at him.

"Ye Feng" saw that his little man was still thinking about Xiao Nan before he died, Yang Xuan was full of emotion for a while, and suddenly felt that it was not strange that the ruthless emperor had become a brother control.

Holding the grimace bronze mask in his hand, which seemed to be crying but not crying, and smiling but not laughing, the desperate Ye Feng slowly walked towards the immortal pool......

The last drop of blood in his body was sucked away, and Ye Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, holding a bronze mask tightly in his hand, and when he was dying, he left his last words.

"I just can't rest assured that my sister ......"

"It's not for nothing that I can see all this with my own eyes."

Looking at the remains of the ruthless emperor's brother who was taken away by the golden armor guards, Yang Xuan, who knew that he had no way to live, immediately walked towards the immortal pool without hesitation.

"I'm going to die, who...... Can you help me take care of my sister?"

Looking at the big stone on the edge of the immortal pond, the rough scribbled text that Ye Feng carved with his fingernails before he died, and there was still a trace of blood, Yang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, and then shouted to the surrounding monks with great pride, "Give me a knife, I'll do it myself." ”

If you want to die, you will die like a man!!

After finishing speaking, a black dagger flew into Yang Xuan's hand.

"It's not so easy to become an immortal." Putting the blade of the dagger on his white palm, looking at the bronze tripod flowing with all kinds of colorful blood, including divine blood, demon blood, and Buddha blood, Yang Xuan suddenly laughed, "Haha, you feather god dynasty, you will never become an immortal." ”

Recalling that in the original book, the ruthless emperor only stretched out a jade hand, and covered the sky with one hand, and wiped out the entire Feather God Dynasty. And it only took one blow, indiscriminately attacked, the Feather God Dynasty was completely wiped out, and the imperial soldiers were also shattered, and Yang Xuan became disdainful of this number one force in Zhongzhou.

"Shut !! up"

Seeing Yang Xuan's wild words, the monks around him all glared angrily, as the most powerful force in Zhongzhou, the Feather God Dynasty, the status in their hearts was naturally incomparably sacred, noble, how could others be slandered.

If it weren't for Yang Xuan, he would have been sacrificed by blood soon, I am afraid that he would have been crushed by these monks a long time ago.

"One day, your Feather God Dynasty will regret your stupid actions," Yang Xuan didn't care about those angry monks, Yang Xuan still said to himself, "Maybe in 100,000 years, 200,000 years later, the Feather God Dynasty will disappear in the long river of history, leaving countless ruins, and people can only find records about him in ancient books." ”

"You are an immortal, and you will hit the street before you appear."

After scolding the country, Yang Xuan waved his hand and slashed the dagger in his hand.

That is, at the same time as his palm was slashed, a mechanical voice sounded in his head.

"Searching for Traversible Worlds: Flooded Worlds"

"Crossing the !!!!"

Without any thought, Yang Xuan shouted in his heart, trying to hold on to the life-saving straw. At the same time, on his palm, which had been slashed, the blood of red golden blood was gurgling into the bronze tripod...... And his consciousness suddenly became a little blurred.