Towering Kunlun, magnificent and easy to fight, traversing Liuhe, longitudinal pressure in all directions, boundless.

This is a primitive wilderness, there is no end in sight, facing it is like facing the vast starry sky, every mountain is high and terrifying, the clouds are surrounded by fog locks, like chaotic qi filled, full of the initial breath of heaven and earth.

The ancient chariot soared for nine days, and when you looked down from above, you could see endless mountains, like ninety-nine dragons, lying here in a myriad of weather.

Kunlun's topography is made for the birth of immortals, the essence of the eight directions, the ten directions of the gods are gathered through the dragon veins to the center of the forbidden land, not to mention ordinary practitioners, even the creatures raised by nature can not compete, so although this is a treasure land, a piece of divine land, but few monks are stationed to practice, only a team of armor soldiers, hidden in it, manipulate the endless terrain formation, in order to guard.

The chariot roared, carefully avoiding the formation, carrying the young wizards towards the forbidden place in the center of the Kunlun dragon vein, where there were countless strong people waiting, and one after another indifferent but full of fiery light looked at the young wizards, as if they were looking at the immortal elixir, pieces of immortal gold.

The leader is a middle-aged emperor wearing a white jade dragon robe, with a majestic figure, standing there, as if he is the center of heaven and earth, the master of all things, and people can't help but surrender.

This person is the contemporary emperor of today's Feather God Dynasty, a quasi-emperor-level cultivator, earth-shattering, monstrous mana, pushing the stars horizontally, and few opponents.

Behind him, there were ancient royal sages, strong men from the Supreme Great Sect, the Holy Land Divine Mountain, they were collaborators of the Feather Divine Dynasty, and they also participated in the plan to restore the Immortal Ding.

"Let's get started!"

Yu Huang spoke lightly, although he tried his best to make his voice flat, but the inadvertent trembling tone fully proved that his heart was not at peace.

Beside him, a group of gray-haired old men, trembling all over, breathing rapidly, stared at this group of young wizards with their eyes firmly fixed, watching them under the guidance and custody of the armor warriors, step by step towards the Immortal Pond in the center of the forbidden land, close to the bronze tripod in the Immortal Pond.

"Drop your essence blood into the bronze dome!"

Next to the Immortal Pool, an old man looked at the young wizard at the front, and spoke indifferently in an unquestionable tone.

After hearing the old man's order, the young wizard looked at the bronze tripod in front of him, whose body was soaked in the immortal spring, gritted his teeth, forced out his essence and blood, and let it drip into the immortal ding.

The moment the blood dripped into the immortal tripod, the young genius's face changed greatly, because he found that the bronze tripod in front of him was very evil, and he kept sucking his own blood and couldn't stop.

"Don't!"

"Please, let me go..."

Soon, this young genius showed a look of panic, he wanted to stop the bloodletting, but found that he couldn't stop at all, the whole person was oppressed by a terrifying force, standing next to the immortal pond and couldn't move, he could only watch the evil bronze tripod suck his blood and soul.

From the young wizard walking to the immortal pond and dripping the blood into an immortal tripod, to the end the blood was exhausted, the spirit dissipated, and it was only ten breaths before and after, and even before the young wizard begged for mercy, he completely turned into a dry corpse, fell to the ground, and was carried out by a armor man wearing golden armor.

The other young wizards, one by one, their faces changed drastically, showing panic, and they wanted to escape, but before they could act, they heard the old man next to the immortal pond speak coldly again: "Next!" ”

The second young wizard, seeing the fate of the previous teenager, was willing to step forward, couldn't help but take two steps back, turned his head and was about to flee.

"Humph!"

The old man next to the immortal pond, seeing this, snorted coldly, with a sneer in his eyes, a group of little guys who have not even learned spell attack skills, and they still want to escape, isn't this a joke!

The old man stretched out a hand and grabbed the young man who was about to escape into the air, his eyes flashed, and a terrifying and explicit wound appeared on the young man's body, and the red blood was like a small river, pouring into the Chengxian Ding.

Soon, the young man's blood essence was absorbed by Cheng Xianding, turned into a dried corpse, and was casually discarded by the old man and dragged away by the armor.

The teenagers were frightened, scared, unwilling, and wanted to resist, but when they looked at the gold-clad armor soldiers around them with their swords unsheathed and long and crossed, they finally became desperate.

It's not that there are no young wizards to make a move, it's just that they are like three-year-old children in front of the gold-clothed armor, and they don't have the slightest power to resist, but they are targeted by the old man next to the immortal pool, directly ingested into the air, and water them into the immortal tripod with their blood, and nourish the gods in the ding with their spirit.

The young man Ye Feng was also desperate, he stood in the middle of a group of teenagers, muttering to himself, as if he couldn't let go of the other side of the starry sky, stroking a grimace mask, extremely lost.

"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, the young man was unwilling, and he pleaded bitterly with the gold-clothed warriors next to him, begging them not to forget if they could return to the other side of the starry sky, and help him raise his eldest sister.

It's a pity that these gold-clad armor warriors have an indifferent face and are not moved at all, like a cold iron and stone, without the slightest reaction.

Suddenly, the young man saw the ninth princess Yu Linglong not far away, he broke through the barrier of the gold-clothed armor, ran over desperately, and begged Yu Linglong: "Your Royal Highness the princess, please, if you return to Beidou, help me take care of my sister and help me raise her!" ”

The old man next to the immortal pond, seeing the behavior of the young Ye Feng, wanted to make a move, but when he saw Yu Linglong and the group of teenagers behind Yu Linglong, he couldn't help but sigh, don't look over, and spoke again in a cold voice: "Next!" ”

A hint of apology flashed in Yu Linglong's eyes, and she smiled bitterly in a sad and heart-wrenching tone: "Don't worry, before I came, I already explained that I would let people raise your sister as an adult." ”

"As for me, I'm afraid, I can't go back!"

Yes, she can't go back, not only her, but even the group of young wizards from the Divine Dynasty behind her, the Tianjiao from the Supreme Great Sect, the Holy Land Divine Mountain, can't go back.

They will be like the young man in front of them, using their own blood, their own lives, their own souls, and their own souls to nourish them into immortals, and open up a path to becoming immortals for the group of people behind them.

In this world, is there really an immortal?

Yu Linglong didn't know, she only knew that immortals make people desperate and crazy, in order to become immortals, they can cut everything, give everything, and give up everything.

Everything is just for becoming an immortal.

The blood sacrifice continued, and soon those young wizards became the nourishment of Cheng Xianding.

After absorbing the blood of the young wizards, Cheng Xianding glowed with a bewitching blood-colored halo, and was nourished by the spirit of the young wizards.

Those young geniuses are not ordinary geniuses, but Tianjiao with various divine physiques, their blood is full of mysteries, their souls are very extraordinary, and they are trained by the strong people of the Feather God Dynasty through ancient secret methods, and turned into the nourishment of Cheng Xianding, giving birth to gods for Cheng Xianding.

The changes in Cheng Xianding, of course, can't hide from Yuhuang, and also can't hide from those old antiques who don't know how long they have lived, their eyes are full of surprise, full of excitement, at this moment, it seems that the fairy road is no longer far away.

With the Chengxian Ding, they can open the immortal path, break through the immortal realm, soar to become immortals, obtain eternal life, and live forever.

For this reason, not to mention some outstanding juniors, the seeds of Tianjiao that have not yet grown up, even if they are close relatives and beloved, they can also be abandoned.

Yu Huang didn't even look at Yu Linglong, waved his hand and said indifferently:

"Go on!"