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Leng Wenxuan slowly stood up, and the thick blood water kept sliding down from his body. He didn't expect that this blood pool could help him break through, and he was overjoyed.

"God, I have a breakthrough!" Leng Wenxuan said happily, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear from Tianlao.

"Oh no, god old!" Leng Wenxuan felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly called again.

And at this time, in the wild mountain domain, there was a sudden change, and the old man looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, and he also kept in touch with Leng Wenxuan, but he found that there seemed to be something blocking them.

In the Barbarian Mountain Domain, above the Ten Thousand Mountains, a phantom of a palace suddenly appeared, and it was not clear to see. But that wasn't enough to make the old man stunned.

The huge bone fan composed of the nine barbarian gods suddenly appeared. And the phantom of that palace is imprinted on the bone fan.

At the same time, when Leng Wenxuan was about to enter the Manshan Domain to take a look. The spear transformed by the Brute Mountain Bone Finger was not summoned by him, and it appeared on its own and turned into a bone finger again!

At the same time, the phantom of the bone fan also appeared out of thin air. Seeing this, Leng Wenxuan immediately used his mind to seal the bone finger of Manshan, after all, there was a Shi Wuji inside, and he didn't want anyone to know this secret.

But seeing the bone finger of the manshan, it quickly combined with the phantom of the bone fan. At the same time, a suction force suddenly arises. But seeing the blood under Leng Wenxuan's feet, as if he had been summoned, he rushed towards the bone fan one after another.

The pool of blood dried up in a blink of an eye, and at the same time, a blood-colored palace suddenly appeared on top of the bone fan. Then the ghost of the bone fan disappeared instantly, and the manshan bone finger turned into a spear again and flew back.

Leng Wenxuan found that behind the spear, there was also a red object, which fell with it. He was quick and grabbed the object in his hand, but saw that it was a blood-red token engraved with the word "Xuantian".

"Xuantian! Why is it so familiar. Leng Wenxuan muttered to himself, and before he could think about it, his mind suddenly shook, and then a picture appeared.

In a palace of Qionglou Yuyu, there were seven teenagers, but only one could see clearly. The seven of them lined up and stood respectfully, as if listening to something.

"Today, the seven swords will go down to Kunlun and quell the trouble!" a majestic voice sounded in the main hall.

"Kunlun!" Leng Wenxuan's heart moved when he heard these two words, and he suddenly remembered the illusion he had encountered when he practiced the Barbarian Mountain Walk before.

The picture suddenly turned, and the seven of them found a place where ten thousand people gathered in a mountain, and then the battle began.

"Whoever offends me in the heavens, even if he is far away, he will be punished!" the young man snapped, resounding for nine days.

These seven people are superb, and the seven of them are like tigers entering a flock of sheep, constantly slaughtering. Anger, roaring, unwillingness, fill this heaven and earth!

Suddenly, the group of people who were struggling to resist knelt on the ground and roared wildly: "The Blood Lord is back!

The roar of the earth caused everyone's throats to crack, and blood like ruby continued to flow from their mouths.

At the same time, in the pious call of the people, the blood flowing from the mouths of the crowd, as if attracted by some kind of attraction, quickly spun upward, and then formed a blood-colored figure of nearly ten thousand feet.

The figure gradually condensed, and a body of nearly 10,000 feet appeared. But when I saw this person, he was dressed in a blood-colored robe, with red hair and a pair of blood-red eyes. He looked at the seven people, and his voice was like thunder on the ground, resounding in all directions: "I am blood impermanence!"

"Blood is impermanent!" Leng Wenxuan heard the other party's words, and the man who was bound to the giant pillar in his mind once again resurfaced, and a storm set off in his heart.

The picture turned again, and Blood Impermanence was tied to the giant pillar, and he looked at the only man among the seven who could see his face clearly. "Why?"

"Woe to the Nanban!" the young man replied faintly, then turned to leave.

The picture turned again, and the young man was covered in blood, in a daze, stunned, and then laughed wildly...

"Haha! Chu Tianzheng! Chu Tianzheng!" The young man looked like crazy, and then stumbled and disappeared into the mountains...

"Xiao Xuan!" At this moment, Tian Lao's solemn words sounded in his mind. Leng Wenxuan was overjoyed when he heard this, and he flashed into the wild mountain domain.

"Oh my God! " Leng Wenxuan had just come in, and he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

But seeing that the bone fan was actually suspended in mid-air, the unknown cloth or other things on the bone fan that connected the barbarian god's bone fingers together completely turned white at this moment. A blood-red palace painted on a bone fan.

In that blood-red palace, there were countless illusory faces, and they seemed to be calling for something.

As the speed of the transformation of the faces in the palace became faster and faster, the voice of the call, connected into a piece, turned into a rolling wave, crossed time, shuttled through the tunnel of time, as if from eons ago, turned into the power of time, and transmitted information here:

"Barbarian God!" were just those two words.

Originally, these two words should have made people's blood surge and blood surged, but for some reason, Leng Wenxuan's mood gradually became heavy when he heard these two words.

Leng Wenxuan and Tian Lao were silent, three days passed in a blink of an eye, the two of them looked at the scene in front of them, listened to the call of the eternals, and had indescribable feelings in their hearts.

Suddenly, the call stopped abruptly, and then two black mist poured out of the blood-colored palace, forming two lines of handwriting on each side of the palace gate:

"Immortals, gods, people, and ghosts are determined from now on!"

"The Heavenly Xuan Realm is like nothing!"

Leng Wenxuan looked at these two lines of handwriting, first stunned, and then shocked. Because he had seen something like this in the Kunlun Mountains before:

"Immortals, gods, people, and ghosts are determined from now on!"

"Thousands of avenues are broken in this life!"

"Oh my God, what does this mean?" Leng Wenxuan always felt that there was some connection between the two.

"I don't know!" said the Elder after a pause.

"God, I don't know if you've heard of blood impermanence. Leng Wenxuan pondered for a moment, and then asked.

"What, blood is impermanent!" the old man was startled when he heard this, and then looked at him in surprise.

Leng Wenxuan hesitated for a moment, organized his language, and then explained the things he had encountered in the past few days.

"You should be cultivating the Barbarian Mountain Walk, and by chance, it caused some kind of resonance. That's why I saw that scene!" said the Elder with a sigh.

"What about blood impermanence?" Leng Wenxuan asked eagerly when he heard this.

"Blood impermanence, the head of the eight great generals of the Barbarian Mountain!He is still alive!"

"What? God!" Leng Wenxuan was completely stunned when he heard this.

The barbarian mountains, the mountain barbarians, and the nine generations of barbarian gods have all died. According to the Heavenly Elders, it should have been 20,000 years ago, but the blood impermanence is still alive in the world.

Who can believe this. Leng Wenxuan thought back to the various scenes he had seen twice, each of which was a call, but this call was too far away...

When Leng Wenxuan left from the wild mountain, Tian Lao's figure reappeared. He looked at the two lines of handwriting on the palace and was stunned...