In the blood-mist-filled Boundary River, a full twelve circles of golden aura opened without warning. Confusion and determination, in an instant, the void of this side was completely enveloped,

Zong Shou, dressed in a purple and red robe, followed and stepped in front of the blood mist. After this close inspection, you can feel the grandeur of the huge blood-colored stone platform in the blood mist.

The whole stone platform is 82,000 zhang high, and the length and width are 99,000, which is in the shape of an inverted pyramid. That's only two-thirds of the way through, and the top part isn't finished yet. But it has been magnificent, and the aura of evil is permeating all directions.

I don't know how much good jade was consumed, and how much blood of intelligent beings was watered.

In particular, the huge blood blade above the stone platform made people suffocate their breathing, which was shocking.

"There are no armies lurking around, and this Daredevil is quite sincere. It's a sincere invitation!"

A figure flickered and appeared in front of Zong Shou. Holding the dust in his hand, his appearance is vicissitudes, it is the monk of Tomorrow Xuan, his expression is cold, but he uses a mocking tone.

He came one step ahead of the sect, just to get a glimpse of the mystery here, measure the heaven and the fortune of the Dafa, and measure the heaven and the earth.

Whether it is the void and reality of the forbidden array in the blood cloud, or whether there is another illusion in the surrounding void, it can be accurately measured,

Compared to the Burning World Blood Pupil of the Sect Shou, it is even more reliable.

"It can only be said that the emperors of the Dark World Demon Court are actually not the real Taishang ruthless, and they also cherish the lives of their clansmen. ”

Ye Xuan followed behind the sect guard, and said with a smile at this time: "Naturally, or those who are full of confidence and think that there is no need to arrange soldiers and horses, it is not known." ”

When this boundary cutting platform was first built, it was fine, but as the stone platform was piled up, the power here became more and more vigorous. Monks below the strength of the sixth order, as long as they get closer, will be infected by the evil force, lose their minds, and become the walking dead.

And even the 50 million elite army of the Night Demon Clan here, the Night Demon above the sixth order, is only a million people.

Unless it's a formation of resistance. However, this is the case. Where is the remaining strength to participate in this battle?

The meaning of ridicule in the words of the two comes from this. When I first arrived, I knew that the possibility of the Daredevils sending a large army to ambush here was small and small.

Zong Codex looked at the top of the blood-colored stone platform with a slight surprise in his eyes.

He came prepared, and whatever he saw here today would not surprise him in the slightest. However, it was not so long ago. He's just getting closer. The Taishang Extinction True Sutra, which had been hidden in his sleeve, suddenly moved. It was found that the missing part was found, similar to the situation in the ancient tomb of the Qin Emperor before.

And Zong Shou suddenly saw that the outer wall of the stone platform was actually inlaid with a picture.

It is almost exactly the same weird style as the three Taishang extinction true scripture catalogues in his hand. Mysterious anomalous. It seems that he wants to contain the truth between heaven and earth in such a small picture.

Faintly is the core of this Boundary Cutting Platform, and there are countless spiritual patterns around it, but it is not the flaw and weakness of this blood-colored jade platform, but the strongest and strongest one.

Before, Zong Shou couldn't see it with the Burning World Blood Pupil, but at this time, when the Taishang Extinction True Sutra gave birth to an induction, this picture was only seen by him with the naked eye.

I see!

The so-called boundary cutting platform, the real body. Was it one of the remnants of this Sutra of the Supreme Extinction?

This massive blood-colored stone platform. It's just an 'amplifier'. The power of the supernatural powers in this catalogue is magnified and strengthened as much as possible.

It's blood sacrifice again. Zong Shou felt more and more that the Taishang Extinction True Sutra in his hand was indeed extremely evil, but the content in it was all the Dao of Fa-rectification.

There was a faint feeling of unease, not because of this boundary cutting platform, nor because of those hidden Daredevil powerhouses. On the contrary, after seeing that picture, Zong Shou's grasp increased by at least one layer.

Now that you know the real heel, it is naturally much easier to break this boundary platform.

What really made him uneasy was that there was another reason. But he guarded himself, and he couldn't think of a specific reason, and he missed something. I only knew that my chest was always throbbing, and the blood was surging.

Today's battle is only afraid that it is far more dangerous than he imagined.

Is it the Night Demon? No, I haven't heard that the Dark World Demon Court has other means? With Lu Wu's ability, the hole cards that the Night Demon Clan can have, should all be investigated, and there is nothing missing. Even if it's more than expected, it's not unprepared.

The thoughts in Zong Shou's mind at this time were turned a hundred times for a while, and he carefully combed through everything he had experienced in these days, and there was nothing missing.

Finally, his brows furrowed tightly, and his gaze became sharper and sharper.

Could it be him?

The person who should have appeared a long time ago has not appeared until this time, and there is no clue of half of it, is it just waiting for today?

"With the promise of the Shura clan to contain it, the Dark World Demon Court has not many chances of winning. But today, for some reason, I always feel a little ominous. ”

The Tomorrow Xuan monk also muttered at this time: "The heavenly machine has been obscured by a powerful person, Your Majesty will be extremely careful later." ”

But he didn't persuade Zong Shou to give up, knowing that today was already on the line, so he had to send it.

Zong Shou bowed his head slightly, indicating that he understood, but then said cautiously: "Please invite the national teacher!"

Monk Mingrixuan didn't speak again, but he held the spirit in his hand. More than a dozen high-grade immortal stones flew out one after another from his sleeve, exploding in front of him one by one.

These priceless immortal stones were shattered, but Tomorrow Xuan did not feel half distressed. With a flick of his fingers, dozens of drops of essence blood were forced out, mixed and fused with the powder of those immortal stones.

With the spiritual decision of Ming Rixuan, a small golden talisman with the word 'luck' was finally formed, which was engraved on the back of Zong Shou's right hand.

It is the technique of blessing luck in the Dafa of Measuring Heaven and Determining Luck, as long as this golden talisman is still there, the luck of the sect guard can always be in the best state.

"This talisman should last for twelve hours, and after twelve hours, Your Majesty's luck will drop sharply,"

Monk Tomorrow Xuan's face was pale, and when he performed this technique, he consumed almost two-thirds of his essence blood.

"Your Majesty is incompetent, and you can't help Your Majesty for the time being, and it will take at least eight hours to recover. ”

Zong Shou had known for a long time, and seeing that Tomorrow Xuan was fine, he still had the power to protect himself. After glancing at the characters on the back of his hand, he took a stride and stepped into the blood mist.

As soon as you enter the blood mist, you will step into the forbidden formation. It may be that he knows that he has a blood pupil that burns the world, and can see everything in reality, and there is no illusion in it.

However, Zong Shou immediately felt that countless laws and rules, the rules of heaven and earth, were bound one after another.

It's like a thread of silk, and I'm the butterfly that falls into the spider's web.

Just a moment later, the void around him shook. Ye Xuan followed his figure into the formation, and Lu Wuxian was also followed behind. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )