As soon as Chen Shaofeng, who stepped into the Gengjin Palace, he was immediately attracted by a sacred altar in front of him.

It was an altar made entirely of white gold. It is about one zhang high, looks ancient and simple, and is full of sacred ** atmosphere. There are no words, no patterns, and no fine carvings, but they always exude the soul that makes people worship and worship. The dull luster on the heptene gold tells the world a legend that has passed for a long time.

Just as he was trying to suppress the urge to bow down in his soul, Chen Shaofeng kept looking at the altar. In an instant, Chen Shaofeng's pupils contracted, and his face changed drastically. On such a sacred altar that people can't help but want to worship, there is a scarlet ancient coffin.

I don't know what material the scarlet ancient coffin is made of, because the surface of the ancient coffin seems to be a sea of blood churning, and it seems that the blood dragon is roaring, so that people can't see the main body of the ancient coffin clearly. Under the suppression of the sacred aura of the altar, the ancient coffin exuded bursts of palpitating aura. This aura is powerful, eerie, and yet has a sense of sacredness.

Feeling the breath emanating from the ancient coffin, Chen Shaofeng seemed to see that there was a powerful tribe on this sea of sand in ancient times. It took the tribe decades to build the Gengjin altar, on which an unknown god was worshipped. Perhaps the gods are so powerful that they cannot be seen in their exact form.

This tribe is very powerful and also very warlike. Every once in a while, they go on a campaign, and each time they return triumphantly. The captives were then tied to the altar and sacrificed alive. For each soul absorbed, the statue of the god on the altar shines more than one point. A warrior bathed in the light of the gods will also be stronger. War after war, triumph after triumph, sacrifice after sacrifice. Until one time, it was not the warriors who went out to return from under the altar, but the enemies who came after them.

Because the enemy who came after him was too strong, in order to survive the danger of extinction, the tribal patriarch sacrificed his soul and summoned the gods on the altar. The appearance of the altar deity greatly strengthened the fighting spirit of the tribe, but it also attracted the appearance of the other god.

The battle of the ancient gods slowly appeared in front of Chen Shaofeng's eyes. There is no supernatural power against the sky, no powerful magic weapon, only terrifying energy. Savage, direct, yet powerful. The power of the ancient gods is simply not something that the monks can do now. The simple use of energy is not much more subtle than it is now. Every stream of energy is gathered and not dispersed, and there will be no waste at all. In a bloody battle, the enemy was finally defeated and retreated, but the gods in the altar were seriously injured in the hands of the gods who came with the other party, and then fell into a long sleep.

In the blink of an eye, the statue of the god on the altar was replaced by an ancient coffin. The tribe was making a grand and bleak sacrifice at the end. The life of the whole tribe voluntarily sacrificed its soul to the gods on the altar. The lamp of life goes out, and the wind and sand roll up.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the psychedelic sand sea was born. I don't know how many years, and I don't know when there was an additional altar of the Gengjin Palace and fell into the ground. The psychedelic sand sea has been born for an unknown number of years, and an unknown number of monks have died here. And the souls of these monks were imprisoned in the wind and sand, wandering in the psychedelic sand sea for an unknown number of years.

A desolate and mysterious sacrificial text appeared in Chen Shaofeng's mind.

"O lost soul, this is the gateway to eternal life. Truly believe in my God...... The gates of eternal life will be opened to you. ”

At this time, Chen Shaofeng knelt on the ground with a holy face. The strange sound of sacrifice slowly groaned.

With the chanting of the sacrificial text, the sacred aura of the Gengjin altar was even better, and the scarlet ancient coffin suddenly burst into the sky, breaking through the shackles of the Gengjin Palace, and swaying into the sea of psychedelic sand, straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a storm broke out in the sea of sand. I don't know how many years I have been imprisoned, and I don't know how many souls I don't know, like moths to a fire, keep throwing them into the blood light. And the monks of all levels who were panning for gold in the psychedelic sand sea, whether you were a Qi refining cultivator or a Jindan Sect Master, had no power to protect themselves, they all died, and their souls were also thrown into the blood light.

A bloody light appeared in the psychedelic sand sea, causing the entire Jizhou to shake. Large and small sects have speculated that the treasure was born, and they are busy sending people to wait for the opportunity to get the treasure. In particular, the Blood Demon Sect even announced that this was the birth of the Blood Demon Sect's long-lost supreme treasure 'Blood Demon Tongtian Mirror', so it should be owned by the Blood Demon Sect. When this news came out, it immediately caused the denial of other major factions, who claimed that this was their own lost treasure, and even brought out many older generations of people who had lived in seclusion for a long time to testify.

Just when the outside world is making a lot of noise about it. After Chen Shaofeng finished singing the sacrificial text strangely, he fainted gorgeously. The strange vase, which should have been forgotten in the storage ring, suddenly appeared in the outside world and rushed towards the bloody coffin on the altar. Begin to snatch and absorb the massive amount of soul energy contained in the blood light. As more and more soul energy was absorbed, the fragments of the bottle moved faster and faster. In just an instant, several pieces of fragments fused together.

Seeing that someone was snatching the soul energy that should have belonged to him, the blood coffin immediately fought back. Gathering the divine power of the altar, the blood coffin shot out a terrifying blood light.

The strange vase only emitted a faint black and white qi, canceling out the blood light.

With, the struggle between the blood coffin and the vase escalated. The sky above the psychedelic sand sea shimmered with blood and black and white gas. One side is violent and direct, and the other side is mysterious. The blood light came from the sky like ancient times, and the black and white qi was born like heaven and earth. Two systems, two energies. The same supernatural power is powerful, and the same power is incomparable. Although the two sides fought fiercely, they each suppressed their energy and did not dare to open their energy.

"Oh my God, there are two treasures. The power is so powerful, if my sect can get one, it will definitely enable the old ancestor to survive the catastrophe and ascend to the demon realm, and then he can dominate the entire Jizhou. No, even the whole of Kyushu. Quickly notify the ancestors, and the ancestors will do it themselves. Such a treasure to be taken. ”

Similar language kept coming out of the elders or heads of the sects.

In a moment, four old monsters of the Psychedelic Sand appeared overseas. They are Situ Lian of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, Blood Demon Sect Blood Hate Heaven, and Hehuan Sect Ye Yang Huayin couple.

"Old ghost Situ, don't sleep in your mansion. Come here, be careful that you have to give your life here this time. Ye Yang gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

When the foundation was first built, Ye Yang Huayin and his wife suffered a big loss at the hands of Situ Lian. was made by Situ Lian and the husband and wife smelled of corpses, so that the two of them, who had just become Taoist couples, were not in the mood for half a year to double cultivate. Until now, when I see Situ Lian, I still grit my teeth with hatred.

"Hehe, Ye Lao Wei, what's the matter, you want to be close to my baby!" Situ Lianyin said with a strange smile.

"Don't make a fuss, are you here to quarrel?" said Blood Hate Tian with a headache.

"Hmph" Ye Yang turned his head and stopped talking.

"Hehe" Situ Lian was afraid of the power of the blood and hatred of the sky, and he didn't dare to entangle with Ye Yang. Don't look at the appearance of Blood Hate Tian seems to be generous, in fact, the older generation knows that Blood Hate Tian is a madman. Once you mess with him, you will definitely not die. When Blood Hate Tian had just arrived in the Yuan Infant Period, he went out to Jizhou and was injured by the elders of the Ancient Buddha Sect in the name of the demon. After the blood hated the sky to heal the wounds, it lasted more than 300 years, and the elders of the ancient Buddha sect were killed thousands of miles away from the ancient Buddha sect. Later, at the cost of serious injuries, he broke the ancient Buddha Sect's demon subduing array and escaped back to the Blood Demon Sect. Hence the fight to fame. There was no one of the same level monks in Jizhou to stand side by side with him.

"Brother Blood, I don't know how to distribute it after this treasure grab?" Hua Yin saw the cold scene, so she had to lead the topic to the point.

In a word, it not only attracted the attention of the four people. Even the Yuanying Cultivators of various sects were waiting for the answer of the Blood Hatred Heaven.

Blood Hate Tian looked at everyone's gaze and was embarrassed for a while. Although the Blood Demon Sect is the strongest among the three factions, it is also the strongest among the gods and monsters here. These two treasures will definitely account for one. But it can't be said openly, after all, this will put the Blood Demon Sect in an embarrassing position on the cusp. It is not good for the subsequent development of the Blood Demon Sect. So he straightened out his thoughts and said.

"Let's wait until the Arcana is surrendered! After all, looking at this might, although these two Arcana Treasures are uncontrolled, they are also psychic. It's still a question of whether you can submit smoothly. ”

"I agree, let's work together to win the treasure. Back to the issue of distribution. Although this Jizhou is controlled by my demonic path, there are still secret agents of the righteous path. If you wait until the righteous god monk knows the news, it will only add to the trouble. Ye Yang said. Although this time it is a husband and wife, it is still the weakest link of the three parties. Now the distribution does not prevail, and only when the surrender of the Arcana is surrendered, can the dew point means have the right to speak.

"Well, I'm okay with that. Situ Lianyin said predictably, and he didn't know what he planned in his heart.

"In that case, let's do it!" With that, Blood Hate Heaven took the lead in escaping towards the psychedelic sand sea.

"Hehe, after so many years, the temper of this blood old monster has not changed" Situ Lian instantly chased after the blood hatred.

Ye Yang Huayin and his wife glanced at each other, and fled hand in hand to the depths of the psychedelic sand sea.

Perhaps sensing that four monks who were still a little troubled by their current state had come. The blood coffin and the strange vase were stopped at the same time and returned to the Gengjin Palace. The weird vase did not return to the storage ring, but turned around and merged into Chen Shaofeng's body. After the blood coffin returned to the altar, the altar was full of breath. Boom, boom, the entire Gengjin Palace quickly sank into the ground. At the same time, Chen Shaofeng was kicked out of the palace.

"Strange, gone? I can't feel any breath. Did you sense it?" said Blood Hate, wondering.

"No, we don't feel it. Ye Yang and Huayin said in unison.

"Hehe, Arcana didn't sense it. But I've found something interesting!" Situ Lian excitedly said.

"Old ghost Situ, what's interesting? Why didn't I sense it?" Ye Yang said sarcastically.

"Hey, baby go. ”

Situ Lian pointed to the natal corpse puppet. I saw the corpse puppet sink into the ground in an instant, and a moment later, a living person appeared to the surface with a living person in his hand.

"If not, my sect is more sensitive to the breath of the living. I really didn't know that there were living people who could survive underground. I won't look for that treasure, I'll take this kid away. ”

"Slow, this son is the only survivor of the psychedelic sand sea, even if he doesn't know the whereabouts of the Arcana. But you must have seen the Arcana situation, so you can't take it with you. ”

Seeing that Situ Lian was about to run away, Blood Hate hurriedly stopped him.

As soon as he heard the explanation of the blood hatred, Ye Yang Huayin immediately blocked Situ Lian's retreat and pressed it together.

"No, I found this person anyway. You can do it if you want, but there is only one person. How are we going to divide the three sects?" Situ Lian also knew that with Chen Shaofeng, he couldn't leave at all. But he was not reconciled.