It was a dream, Lin Zixuan slept for a long time, the ancient tribe in the dream, the amiable grandfather, and the enthusiastic and hard-working Abba and Aunt seemed to be so real that they could not be dissipated in his mind.

Lin Zixuan was a little lost, he didn't seem to want to wake up, in this world, he was lonely and helpless, but there, he felt the warmth of the world, there was no deceit between the clansmen, it was so natural and beautiful.

Lin Zixuan cried, his heart was a little tingling, after he left, what should Abba and Grandma do? Who will protect the tribe? Won't the ancestral guild be sad and sad?

Thinking of the familiar faces of the clansmen, Lin Zixuan's heart was even more bitter, especially Yun'er, who grew up with his childhood sweetheart, he couldn't rest assured, he beat his hands on his chest, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Slowly, his body began to tremble, there seemed to be a flame burning in his body, and his sad emotions made him unable to suppress the turbulent aura in his body.

The blood mansion continued to twist and rotate, the blazing burning sensation in Lin Zixuan's body became more and more intense, his whole body began to ache faintly, his bones crackled, and endless spiritual energy was absorbed into his body.

"Boom!"

His blood began to boil violently, and a majestic force exploded in his body, and a large number of green tendons burst out, and the blood overflowing from those pores was steamed by the high temperature, turning into a blood mist.

Lin Zixuan let out a roar, he was unwilling to let his fate be in the hands of others, he wanted to become stronger, strong enough to change the world and reverse time and space, at this moment, in his eyes, there was no longer sadness, but firmness and decisiveness.

The terrifying aura climbed in Lin Zixuan's body, his eyes burned like flames, and a wave more powerful than the Blood Spirit Realm suddenly spread around him as the center.

His body was transforming, and blood lines drilled out from his forehead, and in an instant, a full ten desolate blood lines were condensed, and at the same time, the indestructible black and white blood species in the sea of knowledge also cracked a crack, and at this moment, a strange light fell directly from the sky and poured into Lin Zixuan's body.

When he was about to complete the breakthrough, the aura in the tower was surging with an unprecedented intensity, Lin Zixuan stabilized his mind and looked fixedly, it was the thirty-two portals, ancient and eternal standing in the air, he knew that the last level of promotion to the Blood Soul Realm had come.

The tribulation of the blood soul lies in the opening up, and the tribulation of the blood soul lies in the destruction.

The 32 portals symbolize the 32 shackles in the human body, and they are also the source of strength in the body, which the monk needs to break with strength to make the body flawless.

Lin Zixuan flew into the air, and under the operation of the Thirteen Blood Mansions, he threw a punch forward, and the terrifying power rolled like a mountain and a sea, and the seven portals were shattered in an instant, and at the same time, he stepped forward, calmly and calmly, and the four fists directly broke the eightfold portal.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth portals shattered one after another, and Lin Zixuan did not stop because of this, but became more and more crazy, his eyes were full of desire for power.

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In the void, two pairs of eyes were always watching him, they stood above the stars, and if they looked closely, they would find two figures, one was a drunken young man in white, and the other was a white-haired old man playing chess.

"Is that fair to him?" The young man in white spoke drunkenly.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight." Lao Sue replied lightly, and then concentrated on playing chess.

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"The twenty-sixth portal, I am not reconciled, I will never stop here." Lin Zixuan let out a roar, his fists were already bloody and fleshy, but it seemed as if he didn't feel pain, and he smashed forward again and again, and after more than sixty pounds, the portal was completely shattered.

In the blink of an eye, he was rushing to the twenty-seventh portal.

At the same time, inside the black and white blood, the big-headed baby looked at the mysterious old man and asked, "Old fellow, what are you waiting for?"

"An opportunity, an opportunity for our people to reappear." The old man's eyes were fiery, and the shattering of the black and white blood was a sign that this son would be the key to the revival of his clan in the future.

"It's the twenty-eighth portal, it's time to help him." A holy lotus flower appeared in the palm of the mysterious old man's hand, and when his five fingers were closed, the lotus flower quickly withered, and at the same time, there was also the weakened vitality inside the lotus, and the source of that vitality was a drop of blood wrapped in the lotus stamen.

"The blood of the immortals is enough to bring that kid back to the top." The mysterious old man smiled slightly, the plan of the snowy immortals thousands of years ago turned out to be this guy's wedding dress.

Wisps of pure life breath emanated from the black and white blood, moistening Lin Zixuan's body, repairing his wounds, countless dirt and blood were discharged from his body, he seemed to have washed away the lead and rejuvenated.

He raised his head to the sky and roared, smashing through the twenty-eighth portal with one punch, and then used all his strength to smash the two portals behind him one by one, until he stopped in front of the thirty-first portal.

It was an eerie gate, pitch black, carved with several horrific patterns, including a rakshasa with a trident, a resentful woman with a long scarlet tongue, a ghost in a cauldron, and a yin soldier in a pool of blood......

"Those who have sinned deeply, the world is intolerable, and the Buddha does not cross it, must go to the Infernal Hell and never be reborn." The evil ancient voice echoed in the air, and the portal seemed to possess infinite magical power, bewitching Lin Zixuan, causing him to let go of his clenched fists and willingly kneel down to be punished.

"Boy Lin, get up for me." The mysterious old man shouted anxiously.

As if he hadn't heard, Lin Zixuan reflected expressionlessly and confessed the sins he had committed one by one.

"Those who hide from the sky and cross the sea should be punished!"

"Kill the flesh-eater, be punished!"

"Those who cultivate evil and demonic paths, they should be punished!"

The voice was cold and majestic, as if it was judging the judgment of fate, after listing Lin Zixuan's crimes, the monstrous evil aura broke out of the door, and a blood-red death scythe like a crescent moon transformed in front of the portal, Lin Zixuan looked at it, it was a figure standing like a demon god, covered in blood-stained purgatory Shura.

The cold wind slapped on Lin Zixuan's face, his eyes were empty, and he watched the blood-colored Shura walking towards him step by step, but he was still indifferent.

"Get up, you piece of shit." The mysterious old man roared hysterically, but Lin Zixuan still didn't hear it, kneeling there and waiting for the sickle to harvest his life.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom! The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and the throbbing heartbeat in Shura's body could be heard close to the ground, and if you looked closely, you would find that there was a hint of excitement in those blood-red eyes.

"There is no help, and the thousand-year-old expectation of our clan has been in vain." The mysterious old man's eyes were dead, and he repeated it over and over again.

At this moment, the strange light that had been integrated into Lin Zixuan's body earlier was conjuring up a picture that was circulating and evolving in his mind.

It is a picture of countless astrologers, worshipping the sun, moon and stars, reverently reciting ancient songs.

As if affected by that magical song, Lin Zixuan's eyes glowed with a trace of clarity, his consciousness began to wake up, his gaze immediately changed to sharp, the black blade in his hand transformed, the operation of space power made him burst out with extreme speed, and a ghostly afterimage seemed to appear in the flat ground, and after just a few breaths, there was hot blood splattered in the air.

The tip of the dark demon's sword was stained red with blood, and Lin Zixuan sealed his throat with a sword!!

"Human beings, you dare to kill gods, it is an unforgivable sin, and the sin cannot be punished!" Angry voices came from the gates of hell, and the portal trembled violently, and in an instant, it turned into a black mist and disappeared.

Instead of howling gods and ghosts, it was greeted by a majestic portal full of holy golden radiance, which was made of gold and filled with the majesty of the royal road.

"This is the Emperor's Extreme Holy Gate, legend, it is impossible to find non-golden spirit bloodline, and those who are not qualified by the Holy Dao cannot be encountered." The mysterious old man's tone was solemn, faintly revealing envy.

The portal is unfathomable, it is not as eerie as the gates of hell, but it is righteous and inviolable.

The portal slowly opened, and a heroic man wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown stepped forward.

"Why don't my people, when they see me, kneel?" The voice was domineering and majestic, revealing an irresistible supreme pressure.

Lin Zixuan didn't like it in his heart, what did he mean? Let yourself kneel down as soon as you meet, such an emperor is only afraid that he is also a faint king.

"My knees hurt and I can't kneel." Lin Zixuan said solemnly, pretending to be a matter of course.

The mysterious old man's heart seemed to be trampled by thousands of horses, and he had lived for hundreds of years, and it was the first time he had heard someone talk such serious nonsense.

"Bastard! My patience is limited. The emperor's face gradually changed color, and his eyes burst out with sharp lights like knives, and he scolded sharply.

"Then don't wait." Lin Zixuan couldn't help but say, swing your fist and blast away, don't care about your immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, I will shake it with one punch.

"Evil, without a monarch, arrogant." When the emperor flipped his hand, the golden thunder of the Dao Dao condensed in mid-air, covering the clouds of calamity, exuding an aura of destruction outward, enveloping Lin Zixuan in it.

The golden thunder was tyrannical and dangerous, like a big hand hanging from the sky, and suddenly pressed towards Lin Zixuan's body, and an indescribable suppressive force instantly wrapped his whole body, and he felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

Lin Zixuan's body began to bend, the huge and heavy pressure made his face pale, and his legs began to ramble, but he still stood upright.

"Obsessed?" The emperor glanced at him with contempt, and the gravity that was ten times stronger than it swept over, and all the internal organs in Lin Zixuan's body trembled violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath withered, but the resolute brilliance in his eyes did not diminish at all.

The silent stalemate lasted for dozens of minutes, his back was dripping with blood, his eyes were filled with hatred, time passed slowly, and his body finally collapsed overwhelmed.

In the drowsiness, I vaguely heard the ancient and familiar ballad sounding again.

"Astrology has ancestors, opens the sun and the moon, opens mountains and rivers, and the spiritual law leads to the sky, blesses the people of all generations, and lives endlessly; There are families in astrology, the stars are quenched, the divination is calculated, the territory is expanded, and the prosperity is ......"

At this moment, in the depths of the galaxy, an unknown force was quietly awakening, it sprinkled holy light in the sky, and landed on Lin Zixuan, repairing his limbs.

After a long time, Lin Zixuan miraculously stood up, and at the same time, there seemed to be a storm gathering in the void, it was the Ling Tian momentum emanating from his body, it broke through the clouds and disrupted the clouds.

The stars were in the sky, shining on the earth, Lin Zixuan's hair was scattered, his body was bathed in the starry sky, and the magic sword in him was raised slightly, pointing directly in the direction of the emperor.

"Astrologers! Are you an astrologer?! Shouldn't the race have been wiped out tens of thousands of years ago? Looking at Lin Zixuan's changes, the emperor looked panicked and extremely unbelievable.

Lin Zixuan's face was expressionless, the long sword in his hand pointed at the sky, and with a wave, the galaxy suddenly rolled violently, and the endless stars moved according to his will, condensing into countless brilliant meteors, falling towards the ground, overwhelming, and swept out.

Looking at the golden figure submerged in the sea of stars, Lin Zixuan finally calmed down, his heart gradually fell, looking at the starry sky, the corner of his mouth murmured, "This technique is the first astrological magic power I used, so I will call it ...... Starfall curse kill. ”