"Uncle Qin, in this Xuan Shang Dao, why do you always feel that something is wrong?" Inside the Xuanshang Road, Yin Jue summoned another Yin clan member named Yin Qin.

After returning to Xuanshang Dao and meeting those old ancestors of the Yin family, Yin Jue naturally told them about the 'Shangqing disciples' as soon as possible, but the reactions of those old ancestors of the Yin family were not very eager.

After they stabilized Yin Jue, they found someone to find out Lin Jiu's origin.

And when Yin Jue was wandering around in the Xuan Shang Dao, how did he look at it, how did he feel that the atmosphere in the Xuan Shang Dao was not right—it was not that their Yin clan's control of the Xuan Shang Dao had declined.

Instead, their Yin clan's gaze didn't seem to be infused with the situation in the Xuan Shang Dao, but instead focused on something else.

Moreover, the atmosphere in the Xuanshang Dao was also a little abnormal, which was completely different from what a senior who came to the Xuanshang Dao in their Beihai lineage mentioned.

However, for Yin Jie's doubts, diligence is not taken seriously.

"Xuanshang Road and North Xuancheng, one is in the east, the other is in the north, the wind and climate between each other, and as for the stars, the sun and the moon, there are differences, you just arrived at this Xuanshang Road, and what you see is a strange Daomen sky, it is normal not to get used to it, and after a while, you get used to it, and it will be fine." Attentively comforted Yin Jue and gave him an idea, "Didn't you come here with your friends?" Since you are not used to the customs of Xuan Shang Dao, you might as well take a walk in this Xuan Shang Dao with your friends, with such a familiar face, you will soon get used to Xuan Shang Dao. ”

"By the way, there's this." Yin Qin threw another bag at Yin Jue, "This is what you want." ”

"Got it all together?" Yin Jue took the bag and was pleasantly surprised.

What was in the bag was what he had to give Lin Jiu in the agreement between him and Lin Jiu, after calculating the value of the Divine Golden Mountain Dragon.

What he stayed in the mountains for more than a month was this matter - although the people of the Yin family would not covet the things of their friends, but there are thousands of people in the world, who knows what people outside the Yin family think? If you don't pay close attention, something will go wrong when the time comes, and it won't be beautiful.

When Yin Jue came down the mountain with the bag, in the Tianxiao Hall at the head of the thirty-six halls, an old man with white hair suddenly opened his eyes.

The entire Xuanshang Road, the model of the land boundary of hundreds of thousands of miles, is displayed in the bright lights.

"The hour has come!" The old man raised his head, stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and the sound of an extremely fierce sword sounded.

So in an instant, the golden mountain collapsed, and the jade pillar fell.

The model of the Xuanshang Dao boundary came to naught in an instant.

And outside this Tianxiao Palace, the ominous blood light rolled up quickly, and in an instant, it dyed the realm of this Xuanshang Dao into a red color.

The period of blood erosion has arrived!

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"It's coming!" In the Hornwood Inn, all the cultivators stood up.

As if the turtle carrying the earth moved its body, the earth seemed to tremble, and the vitality flowing between heaven and earth became violent and fierce in an instant, from a well-behaved little jasper to an extremely vicious mountain spirit and wild monster.

Lin Jiu raised his eyes and looked out of the inn.

On the land of Xuanshang Road, one after another blood-red pillars like wolf smoke rose up, and the red blood color was centered on this wolf smoke, and quickly spread out in all directions.

Everywhere the blood filled, the earth rippled like a stream of water, dyeing ripples in circles - among the ripples, one after another huge blood-colored vortex appeared.

Through the whirlpool, Lin Jiu seemed to be able to see the boundless ocean of blood hidden behind the whirlpool.

That's where the Rakshasa Kingdom is!

Then the induction of the Great Poison Heaven, Lin Jiu instantly understood the essence of the Rakshasa Country—it was clearly another heaven.

"Kill!" I don't know how long it took, but the blood-colored ocean rolled up, and a calm voice sounded from it.

In a trance, a storm blew up, and on the blood-colored ocean, there seemed to be a blood-colored flag facing the wind, hunting and moving.

In the midst of the storm, on the boundless ocean, endless waves were heavy one after another.

And what appeared on the earth, the blood-colored whirlpool, was the waves that rolled up in the boundless blood-colored ocean.

——When the waves overflow the earth, it means that the gateway to the Rakshasa country is completely opened.

"Kill!" Again, the voice rang out.

However, compared to the calm and indifferent voice before, this time the voice was extremely fanatical, and overlapped, as if the voice was shouted by countless people in unison.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

The one who shouted the word 'kill' was none other than the endless Rakshasa people.

One after another, the Rakshasa people jumped out of those whirlpools, greedily devouring the life between heaven and earth, and everywhere they passed, the plants and trees withered, and the living beings were extinct.

And those mortals or cultivators who were unlucky were directly engulfed by the blood-colored waves and turned into a blood-colored part of the whirlpool the moment the whirlpool appeared.

And after engulfing these people, in the whirlpool of the waves, there were immediately new Rakshasa people coming out of it.

These new Rakshasa people, between their faces, can still vaguely see the traces of the past—it is the creatures that have been swallowed by the blood-colored waves.

"The person who was swallowed by the wave will become a Rakshasa countryman?"

Looking at this scene, I don't know how many people felt chills in their hearts, and I don't know how many people took the initiative to rush towards the whirlpool, letting the whirlpool swallow itself.

This is another way to gain power.

No matter what race they were before, whether they were mortals or youkai, whether they were strong or weak, after being swallowed by the waves, they all had a new identity.

Rakshasa people!

A native of the Rakshasa country who was born with the power of a cultivator.

And after transforming into a Rakshasa countryman, the strength of each of them will jump to varying degrees compared to before.

Lin Jiu saw with his own eyes that after a mortal was swallowed up, and then came out of the whirlpool, he suddenly became a Rakshasa Nation soldier with the power of the Ascension Realm.

Open the knowledge and condense the yuan, solidify the pulse and qi, ascend the spirit and transform the form, the pure yang of the primordial spirit, and cross the catastrophe to ascend the immortal.

Except for the process of opening up the condensation yuan, which is not considered a cultivation realm and belongs to the demon clan, the other four realms are all realms that pass between heaven and earth.

Solidifying the pulse and qi,

ascension,

Yuanshen Pure Yang,

Then he crossed the catastrophe and ascended to the immortals. - Spiritual ascension and transformation, although in Lin Jiu's eyes, is only a minor cultivation, but in fact, it is already the second realm of cultivation.

Even if they are talented, it will take years or even more than ten years to achieve it—and for some obtuse, this is the focus of their practice.

As for the demon clan, I don't know how many demon clans there are, and they have been painted for tens or hundreds of years, but they are just spinning in this realm.

And now, those mortals who don't have any power, but just turn around in that vortex, immediately have this power that no other person can get for years or decades.

How is this not tempting?