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Yun Miaoxian stepped into the air, her face was a little pale, and her dress was still stained with blood, and she didn't know whose it was.

"Sister Yun, are you injured?" Lu Li exclaimed, being able to make a person of Yun Miaoxian's level injured like this, it can be seen how dangerous and terrifying it is.

"This time I had bad luck and ran into a damn bug. Yun Miaoxian gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing fiercely: "I'm a little injured, it's not a big deal, let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Lu Li asked.

"Sacrifice to the temple!"

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In the ancient and majestic mountain ranges, desolation appeared everywhere, and fierce demon beasts lurked on the hills, but when Yun Miaoxian released that powerful aura without any scruples, they all retreated, trembled, and restrained their demonic energy.

On the side of the highest mountain, there was a cliff, which was like an axe and a knife, like a heart, stuck across the cliff.

As soon as the two approached, they were blocked by an invisible force, this power was mysterious in ancient times, and through the heaviness of the collapsing golden hoop, even Yun Miaoxian seemed to be suppressed, and his strength was extremely weak.

"It's a rule, and only the descendants of the desolate vein can enter. Yun Miaoxian stopped, and as soon as he raised his hand, three streams of light flew out and floated in front of Lu Li.

Annihilation, Great Zen, Panwu. These three god species are my painstaking collection in the barren mound, they are all the secrets left by the ancient giants, and the quality is not under the ghost insects, Dan God, you refine them, gather the nine god seeds and then enter them.

With Yun Miaoxian Protector, refining these three divine seeds is naturally not a problem, but after half a day's effort, Lu Li succeeded, with a majestic breath, and the nine divine species around him.

Ghost Worm, Dan God, Taixuan, Thunder Puppet, Great Death, Xingchen, Silence, Great Zen, Panwu, these nine gods are like nine big stars, forming a large array, surrounding his dantian, the Great Wilderness True Qi is entrenched in it, nourished by it, almost every breath, Lu Li's body is undergoing drastic changes, and his strength is constantly improving.

"The foundation is already established, you can go in, whether you succeed or not, it's up to you to do it. Yun Miaoxian nodded with satisfaction, she had obtained these nine divine refining methods for a long time, but no one had ever practiced them, because the nine divine species were not trivial, and no one's body could withstand such terrifying power.

But Lu Li did it, his desolate body is unparalleled in the world, unfathomable, and now his strength has reached an extremely terrifying realm, almost a hundred times that of an ordinary spirit vein, and if he wants to kill this kind of existence, it is almost easier than pinching an ant to death.

Lu Xuan was agitated, took a deep breath, and stepped out, the ancient power did not stop him, and he easily passed through the cliff.

There seems to be a small world in the cliff, but there is no trace of brilliance here, and the space is extremely limited, only an ancient temple, standing alone, the years have left an indelible mark on it, the bronze gate is mottled and broken, the lines on it are worn out, and the two hanging lamps in front of the door glow with a faint yellow luster, illuminating this place.

"Deserted Temple!"

Lu Li looked at it, a feeling of reverence and affection rose in his heart, he strolled over, gently pushed open the ancient bronze gate, and a cold wind blew, blowing away the dust.

Bright candles lit up the entire hall.

In the majestic hall, there are seven ancient and magnificent stone statues, who are like giants, quietly guarding this hall.

They have different forms, some are like Xuanmen Yushi, some are like iron-blooded war gods, and some are like sages and Confucians.

The most interesting thing is the stone statue at the top, as if he came out of the chaos, his temperament is ancient and profound, revealing a deep sense of oppression, and his face is blurred, as if he has no appearance.

"The first patriarch. Lu Wei's head was shocked, he knew that this stone statue was the first Lord of the Desolate Vein, the former owner of the Heavenly Mandate Divine Map.

This is the stone statue of the lord of the desolate veins of the past dynasties, and Lu Wei has seen them one by one with awe.

When he walked to a stone statue, he was attracted by the posture of the stone statue, it was the second generation of patriarchs, sitting cross-legged, pointing to the sky, in an instant, Lu Li gave birth to an illusion, above the waves of the angry sea, the second generation of patriarchs were like Xuanmen Yushi, behind him bloomed immeasurable light, below that, a huge vortex, as if to devour the heavens and all things, in which this huge figure was hidden, ready to come out.

"One of the Seven Murderous Lands, the Eye of the North Sea. "Lu Li was shocked, this is a fierce place that is even more terrifying than the barrazuka, the second generation of patriarchs actually intersected with it, and the cause and effect are deep.

The posture of the second generation of patriarchs became more and more majestic, like an immortal god, he transformed the unique vision of the desolate vein into his own way, and a great sun hung behind him, blooming with immeasurable light, illuminating the world.

"Awesome!" Lu Li admired, even if it was just a shattered illusion picture, he could still feel the terrifying atmosphere of the second generation of patriarchs, and he turned the power of the desolate vein into his own Dao, and the power was unimaginable.

In fact, the Lord of the Desolate Vein, every one of them must do this at the end, break the shackles of the Desolate Vein, turn this ancient power into his own unique bloodline, and integrate it into the Dao Law.

"Three generations of patriarchs. Lu Li walked by, it was an existence like a god of war, bathed in the sea of corpses and blood, his battle intent was all over his body, like an immortal will, showing the strongest life.

The Tao of the three generations of patriarchs is extremely special, and the small world behind him has been turned into an ancient elephant of war by him, and the immortals and demons have created and transformed, and the red dust in the world cannot stop the baptism of this will to kill.

"Tianji Ancient Temple!" Lu Li was shocked, among the many illusions, there was an ancient temple, which was ominous, and manifested from time to time.

Through these sporadic visions and pictures, in their lifetimes, there will be more or less the figures of the seven fierce places, entangled in karma, and they will never die.

"Arazuka, the Eye of the North Sea, the ...... of the Heavenly Machine Ancient Temple" Lu Li walked through one by one, and sure enough, as he guessed, the secret of the desolate vein was not here, but it showed a strange phenomenon like him.

"Seven generations of patriarchs. Lu Li came to the end, this was the last Lord of the Desolate Veins, his eyes were tough, he looked extremely ordinary, like a mortal, but he also walked out of his own way, turning that side of the world into nothing, and deriving another "me".

"Huh?" Suddenly, Lu Li's eyes lit up, and he found that there was actually a line of small characters under the stone statue, and he leaned closer to see it clearly.

In 3963, the rebellion of the emperor, seven generations of patriarchs, entered the summer palace, cracked Jiuding, and died of exhaustion!