Chapter Thirty-Seven: Ten Thousand Years of Eternal Life!

(Congratulations on the birth of Sinan, the second leader of the Emperor's Alliance, thank you for your reward!)

"So strong!" Xiao Yi was secretly shocked in his heart, "I am full of fighting spirit, no weaker than the ordinary quenching bone small consummation powerhouse, plus Xiaocheng's way of the earth, close to Xiaocheng's way of sealing the town, and the way of thunder of Xiaocheng in the purple electric god gold, and then using the third style of the barbarian elephant marksmanship, unfolded with a five-color divine spear, I am afraid that the ordinary quenching bone quenching small consummation powerhouse will be killed with one shot, and he will be shocked to death if he can't stop the future body with a palm." ”

"And my spiritual will has reached the level of the transcendent realm, in the quenching bone realm, I haven't seen anyone whose spiritual power is stronger than mine, and I was actually shaken, what realm is the spiritual will, the peak of the transcendent realm, or ......is it higher?"

The purple-clothed young man glanced at Xiao Yi, just now he suddenly had an illusion, from Xiao Yi's body, there was a force that made his heart palpitate, this force had no origin, it disappeared in an instant, and he failed to capture a trace of qi.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yi regained his mental strength, he stood up, looked at the purple-clothed young man, and said, "Jingshi." ”

The purple-clothed young man had a strange gaze, he had also killed some wandering immortals along the way before, and those fine stones had been collected by him, and they were only about a hundred or ten pieces, and Xiao Yi had gained a lot by killing the fifth holy son before.

However, the purple-clothed young man did not delve into it, if he knew that the nearly 3,000 low-grade essence stones of the Dao were all consumed by Xiao Yi when he was promoted to the Quenching Bone Realm, he was afraid that he would be shocked beyond measure.

With more than a hundred lower-grade essence stones in hand, Xiao Yi no longer hesitated, he took steps. Stepping out of the mystical trajectory around the three-mile wasteland, he didn't go a distance, he laid down a low-grade fine stone, the purple-clothed young man couldn't take his eyes off it, he could see that the pitch-black formations appeared on the dry and cracked yellow mud, hooking up with each other. Xiao Yi's steps were natural, and at first glance, he didn't look like a person who had just dabbled in the formation path. In the eyes of the young man in purple, I am afraid that some Terran powerhouses who have stepped into the formation for several years may not be able to match Xiao Yi at this moment.

After a while, all the hundred low-grade essence stones were driven into the ground, and at the same time, the eight strains of the Breath Grass were also buried by Xiao Yi in eight directions, and the Breath Grass was born to hide the spirit of the Qi Machine, which was different from other herbs, and belonged to one of the array materials. With the help of the Gathering Array under the Gathering Straw Cloth. It's much more powerful than the ordinary Breath Gathering Array without the Breath Gathering Grass, but it still can't reach the realm of the Xuan Rank.

At the moment when the last grass was buried, Xiao Yi's figure and the formation patterns on the wasteland all disappeared, and the purple-clothed young man stared, seeing the wasteland, as if nothing had happened.

It's a formation!

The purple-clothed young man's eyes showed admiration, this formation is not easy to achieve overnight, in fact, many people who are proficient in the formation method. There are times when the formation fails, the dislocation of any formation, the number of it, and the convergence of the essence of heaven and earth are all the reasons for the formation of the formation, and it is not possible to make a difference, it is to see Xiao Yi form a formation at one time, and it only took less than half a stick of incense time, and the young man in purple had to suspect that Xiao Yi had the ultimate formation talent.

One step out, the purple-clothed young man stepped into the gathering array, the world in front of him changed, an indescribable qi machine diffused all around, the ground shook, and cracks opened under his feet, which was completely different from the calm waves outside the array.

The way of the formation is unpredictable, even in the state of mind of the young man in purple, he can't help but marvel again and again.

"It is rumored that one hundred and six years ago, in the first era after the Emperor Suiren, the Human Emperor Fu Xiyan gossip, the way of the formation is inherited from the world, and the cosmic array can wipe out the emperor, I don't know if the Dao is true or false. ”

Xiao Yi glanced at him, calmed down, and after a stick of incense, the ground of the entire wasteland was full of holes, crisscrossed by large cracks.

Rumble!

There was a huge earthquake, and the top layer of dry and cracked yellow mud was all shattered, revealing the underground that had been silent for a long time, the blood-colored soil, wet and sticky, and the thick bloody atmosphere was permeated, this was a blood-stained land, the vicissitudes of time, but the blood had not dried up, Xiao Yi could not imagine how many people had died here.

In the bloody mud, you can also see pieces of broken bones, as well as some broken blades, all of which have rotted, I don't know how many years have passed, but you can imagine the battle, bones and blood, I don't know how many heroes died in Lu Dao.

Thundered!

The wasteland shook, and layers of blood and mud were shaken open, and finally a majestic figure was revealed.

Xiao Yi and the others were shocked, they actually saw a living person, this is a middle-aged man, white clothes like snow, he is handsome, handsome, eyebrows and eyes like knives, sitting in the blood mud, but not a trace of blood, a white hair fell into the blood mud, the tips of the hair sank into it, as if he had life, trembling gently.

"An ancient, actually survived to the present!" Xiao Yi snorted.

"Is it still alive after all?" the purple-clothed young man questioned, "Although it is difficult to immortalize the flesh, it is not legendary that no human race powerhouse can do it. ”

Having said that, Xiao Yi still felt a burst of creepy, this middle-aged man looked ruddy, although there was no vitality in his body, but he could clearly hear his breathing, it was hard to imagine how long he had spent his time underground, and his white hair was rooted in the blood mud.

What shocked Xiao Yi and the others even more was that the man in white was bound with thick black iron chains on his limbs and even around his neck, each chain was as thick as a bowl, black and cold, glowing with a cold and faint light, and the five thick black iron chains were also pierced into the blood mud, making a loud noise at the moment, full of a kind of demonic nature.

The air was stagnant, and an indescribable depression was born in the breathing array, and a force close to demonic power permeated this wasteland, and Xiao Yi and the others were terrified.

"This is my Terran senior?" Xiao Yi hesitated a little, there was nothing wrong with the resonance of the bloodline, but this atmosphere was too uncomfortable.

The jet-black iron chain kept vibrating, the sound of the tremor became more and more grand, every time the iron chain vibrate, a layer of blood and mud was lifted, it was hard to imagine what kind of force it was, just looking at it, Xiao Yi and the two of them had a feeling of sinking, and their hearts were about to be sucked in.

Finally, the most rearly layer of blood mud was lifted, there appeared a pitch-black stone ground, the smooth stone ground can be seen by people, tightly sealed, there are five copper rings on the stone ground, which is full of patina, five iron chains are bolted to it, at this moment, this black stone ground trembles lightly, the light is bright and extinguished, and you can vaguely see a place of buried bones, but you can't see it really, because there is a white mist permeating, that is fairy energy.

But these were not the most shocking to Xiao Yi, what shocked him was that the stone of this stone field was exactly the same as the Soul Suppression Monument in the Lost Battlefield.

"There are words on the ground!" the purple-clothed young man exclaimed.

Following his gaze, Xiao Yi saw that in front of the middle-aged man in white, on the black stone ground, there were several blood-colored characters, each word was an iron painting silver hook, the pen was vigorous, and the finger marks could be seen between the ups and downs.

"Xuanhuang weeps blood, a hundred deaths will not return, yin and yang are born together, life and death turn to nirvana!"

Xiao Yi muttered, his heart trembled, this celebrity ancestor didn't seem to be dead, but undergoing an incomprehensible transformation, but it was unbelievable that he hadn't died after such a long time.

"At least 10,000 years ago. The purple-clothed young man said in a deep voice, "The aura of yin death here is strong, and it is difficult to form without more than 10,000 years, and ordinary people will turn into pus after staying here for a stick of incense, and below the quenching bone realm will be eroded, and their combat power will be sharply reduced." ”

10,000 years of immortality!

This is a long period of time, Xiao Yi can hardly imagine, a person has lived for thousands of years, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters will be seen, how many life and death changes he has experienced, things are human and wrong, it is enough to give birth to an incomparably terrifying state of mind, and the spiritual will will be sharpened for 10,000 years, what kind of terrifying situation will it reach.

Click!

Suddenly, a foot-long crack appeared on this black stone ground, Xiao Yi and the others were shocked, although this stone ground was three miles in diameter, but the scene in front of them was definitely not what they wanted to see.

"It's faster than expected, in this way, I'm afraid it won't take ten days and eight months for the immortal cave in this town to be unsealed, and the suppressed immortal resentful spirits inside will be completely free. ”

The purple-clothed young man looked solemn, the resentful spirit of the immortal clan is not a good scum, it is an alternative life condensed by the resentment of countless immortals, it belongs to the spiritual body, it is extremely difficult to kill, if there are too many strong people in the immortal clan, the condensed immortal resentful spirit is also more powerful, plus it has many means in front of countless immortal clans, once all are born, then this heavenly soldier road will be completely penetrated, and the day when it will become an eternal path is not far away.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi said, "I'll do my best." ”

Even so, Xiao Yi hooked the way of sealing the town, his mind sank into the Locking Heaven Fist Intent, the Locking Heaven Fist Seal that originally existed in the spiritual world, he had not yet fully comprehended it, and tried to trigger it at this moment, hoping that Qingsuo did not simply leave such a fist intent inheritance at the beginning.

Rise!

There was a dragon groan, in Xiao Yi's spiritual world, the void was distorted, and a purple seal appeared, this is the Lock Heaven Fist Seal, crystal clear, purple light like a glow, a purple dragon coiled on it, the head of the dragon was high, and pieces of purple dragon scales were clearly visible, as Xiao Yi hooked the way to seal the town, an inexplicable rhythm rose from the fist seal, and in an instant, this Lock Heaven fist seal disappeared in Xiao Yi's spiritual world.

"It's ......"

The purple-clothed young man was shocked, looking at the big purple seal in front of him, covering the thirty-zhang void, like a small mountain, with a purple Jiao coiled on it, at this moment it seemed to wake up, the pair of Jiao eyes seemed to have life, swept over his body, and in an instant, the purple-clothed young man's cold hair exploded, and the sharp qi in his body was almost uncontrollable, and he was about to break out of his body.

"Lock the sky!"

Xiao Yi snorted, he really didn't guess wrong, this Lock Heaven Fist Seal is not simple, as the most descendant inheritance of the Heaven Lock Fist, it almost exhausted all the remaining strength of the original Qing Lock, no less than the peak blow in his heyday. (Congratulations on the birth of the second leader of the Emperor's alliance, Si Nan, thank you for your rewards!) There will be an outbreak, ten steps to study and take exams in Nanjing this week, and return on the weekend, there will definitely be an outbreak next week.) (To be continued.) )