The ninth layer is the deepest layer of the Sealed Land, where the legendary Holy Martial Arts are sealed. This layer of the World Realm was different from the previous eight layers, and the stability alone reached a level that even the Holy Martial Arts could not break through.

The World Realm is very large, this is not a simple formation of the World Realm, but a combination of the Sacred Martial World's Realm and the formation, which is specially used to suppress the Holy Martial Arts.

In this worldly realm, the power of the law and the power of the gods are intertwined, and all the holy blood clans entering it will be suppressed, like those who have not cultivated to the realm of fasting, they will be corroded by the power that pervades the worldly realm in the first time.

In the very center of this world, there is a huge mound, which is like a big dragon, majestic and terrifying, as if it will take off at any moment.

The purple mist was rising, enveloping the entire tomb, and the sound of a demonic roar came out, and after a while, a terrifying figure could be seen shuttling through it, and the palpitating force shook open, making the tomb turn into a demonic domain.

The line of sight passed through the purple mist and entered the interior of the large tomb, where countless huge chains hung down, binding a behemoth-like figure. It was a huge black dragon, its scales shimmering with a strange sheen, and huge chains bound his colossal body, and if it struggled slightly, the chains would be tightened.

The ink-black dragon slowly squirmed, its huge dragon eyes flashing with a palpitating cold light, and it seemed unaware of the chains that held its body tightly, even if the inky scales broke.

"Ziyu, get out of here!"

A huge sound roared, huge chains clanged non-stop, and purple light waves vibrated one after another, tightening the huge black dragon's body more and more.

The black dragon's roar did not get the slightest response, its emotions became more violent, it had remained motionless for countless years of this seal, and then at this moment it felt like it could not calm down at all.

Just now, the black dragon obviously sensed a familiar aura, although it was very light, but this aura made its body and mind throb, especially the blood of the puppet in its body, as if it had met its own master, sending out an excited fluctuation of thoughts.

This feeling has not appeared for more than 100,000 years, and it evokes infinite memories in an instant. The pictures of memories poured out one after another, making it difficult for the black dragon to calm down.

The host is coming!

The black dragon's emotions were unusually excited, and it failed to get a response from the one named Ziyu, and it began to struggle frantically, its huge body kept crashing, and the entire tomb shook for it.

The black dragon's crazy behavior lasted for a long time, and suddenly it stopped moving and became quiet, and its huge body was faintly visible in the pitch black environment, and its huge body was covered with countless terrible scars, even the dragon scales were many broken. But soon a burst of golden light flashed, and the fragmented dragon scales and scarred body began to recover.

Purple mist, Xiao Zhan's body appeared in it, just now he incarnated into the Holy Blood Clan, and immediately suffered from all the purple mist, at the same time, a terrifying figure rushed towards the direction where he was, a roar and shock, causing the tomb to begin to vibrate violently.

This terrifying figure was all Zhai Wu, although they were all just entering the beginner level, but that amount made Xiao Zhan's face change on the spot. However, he didn't have the slightest intention of changing the holy blood in his body, and the golden light in his eyes flashed, which was equivalent to a complete explosion of the cultivation of the junior Zhai Wu.

One after another sword qi broke out of the body, and the emperor's sword intent was even more rushed to the extreme, and each sword qi was like a peerless sharp sword.

The sword qi was like rain, sweeping in all directions, and countless terrifying figures roaring in an earth-shattering roar, they came and went faster, and they all disappeared around Xiao Zhan in a few breaths.

However, Xiao Zhan's face did not have the slightest lightness, because in his senses, there were more terrifying creatures rushing in the direction of him. At the same time, the purple mist that filled the entire tomb had an unimaginable suppressive effect on him, making it difficult for his strength to exert to the strongest.

A holy sword suddenly appeared in Xiao Zhan's hand, this is not a supreme-level holy sword, but an ordinary holy sword, but although it is ordinary, it is a holy sword after all, when Xiao Zhan's power is injected into it, the sword qi is immediately increased, and the power that originally suppressed him was instantly discharged, so that his strength was not only not weakened, but stronger, and there was a vague tendency to break through the beginner Zhaiwu.

At this time, Xiao Zhan was not a simple Holy Blood Clan, but as the ancestor of all Holy Blood Clans like today's Yuan, but he was not a real Holy B after all, and his cultivation was only Zhai Wu. But even so, Xiao Zhan still felt it, and from these Zhai Wu, which was constantly rushing towards him, he felt a kind of power that repeatedly came from his own bloodline.

The thought flashed in his mind, and Xiao Zhan instantly knew what these Zhai Wu were all about, and they must have the power of Shengyi's bloodline flowing in their bodies, and they were all his descendants.

Xiao Zhan's eyes immediately turned silver, and his "True Eye" was opened to the extreme, and in an instant, a terrifying figure was seen through by him. Although these are all descendants of Saint B, the holy blood in their bodies has been corroded by the purple mist, and they have all decayed, the "fission" contained in the original holy blood has been destroyed, and the instincts that belong to the holy blood clan have naturally disappeared, and they have all become puppets of the holy lord of the purple gold clan at this time.

I don't know why, but when Xiao Zhan realized this fact, a wave of anger arose in his heart, and it was out of control almost instantly. Xiao Zhan knew that this anger did not come from himself, nor from Saint B, but from the holy blood in his body, and it felt as if his descendants were being controlled, which made him angry.

The holy blood in his body was boiling, and a wave of anger arose, which instantly affected Xiao Zhan, and he immediately had an urge to rescue these guys.

Although this will is strong, it can't really affect Xiao Zhan, his will is all transformed by the emperor's sword intent, and the willpower from the blood is assimilated by his will in an instant, but Xiao Zhan did not deny the will from the bloodline, because he himself has this meaning.

Entering this sealed place this time, his original purpose was not to deal with any Saint B, after all, even if he wanted to deal with Saint B, he would have to wait until the current Zhengyi faction and the Blood Mo Clan were resolved.

The thoughts in Xiao Zhan's heart were racing, and almost instantly, he had a movement, and his body exploded in an instant, and every trace of flesh and blood turned into an existence that was exactly the same as his breath.

In an instant, this Venerable Xiao Zhan formed a huge sword array, and a vacuum immediately appeared on the purple mist-shrouded tomb, and all the creatures were caught in it by the sword gusts.

"Boom!"

The sword qi is like this, the emperor's sword intent oppresses everything, the strange chant is completed quickly, and a drop of holy blood is constantly derived, and it only takes more than ten breaths to completely merge with his sword intent.

The blood-colored sword qi was like a blazing fire, devouring the sky and the earth, and the entire area shrouded by the sword array between the lightning and flint turned into the world realm of sword qi.

"Roaring ......"

A roar shook the heavens and the earth, and all the terrifying figures were swallowed by the blood-colored sword qi, and each sword qi had Xiao Zhan's terrifying will, and they instantly launched an encirclement and suppression of the power in the body of the terrifying figure.

With the full force of the Holy Blood, Xiao Zhan instantly felt a surge of information surging out of the blood, and in an instant, his heart was lifted, because all of this information was about how to deal with the Purple Gold Clan.

Xiao Zhan's spirit was immediately shocked, and in an instant, the raging blood-colored sword qi all changed, turning into strange sword runes.

"Boom!"

The transformed sword talisman was extremely sharp, and even the emperor's sword intent that had been inflicted on Xiao Zhan had not been so terrifying, and the movements of the Holy Blood Clansmen who were controlled by the Zijin Clan were all frozen, and a low roar came out of their mouths, as if they were struggling.

Each sword talisman was transformed by holy blood, and in just a few breaths, the flickering purple light in the eyes of this terrifying figure dimmed, and it faintly turned to gold.

"Roar!"

A terrifying demon roar shook in the purple mist, and the rolling purple mist fluctuated instantly, and soon turned into a shocking demon hand, grabbing towards the sword array transformed by Xiao Zhan's blood.

The power contained in the purple mist was terrifying to the point of unimaginable, and although Xiao Zhan's sword array was powerful, it was immediately transformed by this giant hand.

"Roar!"

The earth-shattering roar became louder and louder, and the fluctuations of the rolling purple mist became more and more violent, and the sword formation that was caught by the purple mist was immediately flattened. However, the resistance from the Sword Array also became stronger in an instant, and the blood-colored sword qi buzzed and vibrate, and the emperor's sword intent instantly reached the extreme.

Xiao Zhan in the Sword Formation naturally sensed the situation outside the Sword Formation, but he was not afraid at all, because the blood-colored sword qi that had turned into a sword rune was extremely strange, devouring the Purple Gold Clan Lilang in the body of a terrifying creature at a speed that was difficult to confidently assert.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar exploded, and there was a golden light in the eyes of a group of creatures that were originally struggling, and the next moment his body suddenly jumped up, rushing out of the countless struggling creatures on the side.

Xiao Zhan's figure was revealed, and the terrifying creature pounced on him, and its behemoth-like body instantly shrank and crawled at his feet. An excited smile appeared on Xiao Zhan's face, and he clearly sensed that in this terrifying creature's body, the sword talisman bloomed with strange fluctuations, devouring the remaining purple-gold power in his body.

As the creature succumbed, one terrifying creature after another crawled at his feet, which made the smile on his face brighten to the extreme.

"Click!"

With a shocking explosion, the sword array exploded, Xiao Zhan's big smile stopped abruptly, he glanced at the more than ten creatures under his feet, and after glancing at the remaining number of terrifying creatures that exceeded dozens, the regret in his heart can be imagined.

Xiao Zhan knew that Dao Dao alone could not fight against the terrifying existence of the Purple Gold Clan in the Great Tomb alone, although there was an agreement between them, he also knew that Dao Dao would definitely not let him subdue all the creatures of the Holy Blood Clan. The thought flashed in his mind, Xiao Zhan did not hesitate at all, and the next moment he waved his sleeves and subjected these terrifying creatures to the Xuan Ring.

Xiao Zhan's whole person turned into a blood light and disappeared into the billowing purple mist.