Hei Louxi, Bloody Hand Man Demon Li Tu, Iron Bone King Kong and others solemnly stared at the blood clouds on the altar on the high platform, and many people didn't dare to breathe.

"Can it be done?"

Hei Louxi asked in a low voice.

"Since ancient times, it has been recorded that in the battle of the royal court, only the descendants of the twenty-eight families can initiate a sacrifice to the heavens, and only the descendants can be crowned high-ranking officials above the commander of ten thousand masters, and the royal court order can be awarded after victory."

"If a person with a foreign surname bears these rashly, he will be immediately devoured by the dragon qi, and his soul will be torn apart and die."

She was worried.

Even the original plan of the Hei family was only to launch a descendant as a puppet, or to adopt a gifted descendant child to be cultivated since childhood, rather than taking it personally.

No one dared to disobey the strict orders set by the invincible ancestor back then.

In history, there are many unwilling people who try to go against the sky with the battle of the royal court, and they all die at the moment of worshipping the sky, without exception.

"Maybe it will work, maybe it won't."

The Bloody Hand Man Demon Li Tu shook his head and said lightly: "There is only this way, there is only this road for us to cultivate, and there is nothing else." ”

"At least the Great Sun Sword Sect and the Great Sun Sect each tried dozens or hundreds of times, and after dying many golden pills, they all succeeded, and they set a ban on the invincible powerhouse back then with a trace of ancestral blood in their bodies."

"Maybe, it can be done."

"After all, after 10,000 years, no matter how strong the prohibition is, there are loopholes, and there is still hope."

"yes......"

The black building was silent.

The surrounding Iron Bone King Kong, Baimei Zhenren and other Jindan monks also sighed, smoothing the slightly turbulent Dao heart, and did not waver at all.

For Jindan monks like them, the youngest were all over 400 years old, and the oldest was more than 500 years old, approaching the end of their longevity.

There is nothing to fear.

People are going to die anyway, sooner or later.

"If there's a second one, then I'll come."

Hei Lou Xi took a deep breath: "The Hei clan has been planning for the battle of the royal court for a long time, and many of the array weapons, soldiers, and monks are ready-made, and I am familiar with these, and I can have more opportunities than others." ”

"Sister ......"

Hei Loucheng stopped talking again, then paused and said nothing more.

There was no opposition from the Jindan monks around, everyone was the same.

The wind, blowing suddenly.

Then the wind surged, and the golden light covered the sky and descended from the sky.

An unimaginable coercion suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, heavy as a mountain, causing all the Jindan monks' souls to freeze and suffocate.

"Descendants of future generations, black clouds ......"

A vicissitudes of sound appeared in the sky, slowly spreading in all directions.

His words paused.

It seems that he is confused, and his judgment seems to be confused, and he can't make a decision in an instant as usual, and he hesitates for a long time.

"Is this cause and effect?"

Jiang Ding hid his figure, shattered the sword intent to isolate the inside and outside, covered everything, and thought lightly.

At this moment, he sensed the taste of the cause and effect of gold.

In the past five years, Xianmen has invested a lot of manpower and material resources to study the Golden Emperor Map, and there are no big results, and the time is too short, but many branch achievements have come out, and he has learned from it, and his knowledge in this area is not comparable for the first time.

Although only branches, small parts.

But you must know that this is the research results made by the realm overlord, a large number of Heavenly Monarchs, and the Central Array Spirit Computer, which is more than comparable to the sum of thousands of years of research in a world.

If it weren't for the unknown distortion that Shuoyang Tianjun suspected of having occurred with the immortal art back then, there was some kind of fusion, otherwise the research results of this mere five years would be enough to crush Shuoyang Tianjun's half-life immortal path exploration.

"That's right, it's the cause and effect of gold."

"With the help of formations from all over the world, plus some cursed paths, or the so-called luck, together form this great array of cause and effect covering the entire Northern Plains."

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed.

"The foundation of its formation, not surprisingly, is in the Animal Spirit Immortal City, Guishan Tiejia, Yin's family, Ice and Snow Hall Mujia and other places, with the last battle of the Great Rizong, more than a dozen families were wiped out, chickens and dogs were not left, the ancestral mausoleum was excavated, and some of the formations have been broken and loopholes have appeared."

"This thing, with an interval of thousands of miles and an interval of 10,000 years, is still in play, very strong."

Jiang Ding suddenly palpitated.

"I want it so much, it should be mine......"

Jiang Ding once again recalled those years.

More than 100 years ago, when he was enrolled in Qingfeng University, the Central Array Spirit Computer conducted a 'derivation' for him to deduce the future of the enrolled students.

It was a picture of a true immortal holding a sword.

Behind the True Immortal, there were nine pitch-black and chaotic black holes, as well as a circle of golden clouds around them, each with a different name.

Some have been verified, such as the Dyson Mirror Sword drone.

Among them, behind the sword holding true immortal, a chaotic black hole is called,

The Sword of Gold Destroyer!

At this time, the divine soul trembled, the sword instinct exploded, and many inspirations poured out like a tide, converging together into a blurry, faintly golden columnar object, like a flying sword embryo, and like something else.

Jiang Ding couldn't take care of anything.

He seized this rare opportunity in 10,000 years, his soul was overloaded, and he tried his best to pursue, memorize, and think about all things related to the way of the sword, and extended to all the places that could contribute to the birth of this sword, such as exercises, formations, and talismans.

pity

The goal is too elusive and far away.

Inspiration and epiphanies come and go quickly, and they are concentrated explosions of the accumulation of bits and pieces of the past, and no matter how much you recall, you can't save any trace.

Only some plausible, seemingly reasonable, and ridiculous things remain in the sea of knowledge.

"It's gone."

"That's it."

For a long time, Jiang Ding opened his eyes unwillingly and kept these things firmly in his heart.

"Back then, whether Shuoyang Tianjun was aberration and fusion, or his own talent was peerless, what he left behind may be helpful to me."

"The twenty-eight families of the Northern Plains, the exercises they inherited, etc., are useful to me."

"They should be handed in, and I will lead the distribution, so as to alleviate the sins they have committed against the hundreds of millions of mortals and monks in the Northern Plains in the past."

After taking some time to calm his heart, Jiang Ding continued to look in the direction of the altar.

The overwhelming golden light hesitated for a long time, hesitated for a long time.

There is neither dissipation, nor punishment, and no decision can be made.

Many Jindan monks, hundreds of thousands of Qi cultivation and foundation building monks stared at each other, not daring to move a single bit, and as time passed, they gradually became panicked.

"Descendants, Black Flowing Cloud."

Finally, the voice of vicissitudes continued to appear, and the formation and the technique of cause and effect, which had lasted for ten thousand years, had already made a judgment.

"You should be king!"

"Grant you the dragon qi of the northern plains, and hope that you will fight hard, not afraid of hardships and death, and not disgrace the glory of your ancestors!"

"Liuyun, take the order!"

Xueliuyun tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and bowed deeply.

Roar!

In the sky, the infinite golden light converged, turning into a thousand-foot three-clawed golden dragon, roaring and shaking for hundreds of miles, and after swimming around the vicinity, it fell into the chest of the blood cloud, leaving a three-clawed golden dragon mark on it.

The golden light disappeared and everything was calm.

"It's done!"

The surrounding monks were in ecstasy.

"Collateral, no, not even collateral, at most there is only a trace of ancestral blood, such a person can be a king, and we can also be a yuanying!"

Countless people's hearts shook.

"Meet the Blood King!"

"My king Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!"

In the surrounding circle, whether it is Zhuji or Jindan monks, they all bow their heads, kowtow and bow, and complete the next stage of the ritual of worshipping the heavens.

There was hope in the hearts of all the monks.

From this moment on, as long as it persists for another hundred days, the altar of the king will not be destroyed.

From then on, Xueliuyun, as well as the high-ranking officials of the grassland he sealed, will have the protection of the blood king's dragon qi, and those who are not of the same level are unknown, especially for Yuanying Zhenjun.

If it is successful, it will be safe from now on, and it will no longer be humble as an ant.

"Yes, my bait ......"

Jiang Ding was also delighted, raised his head, and looked into the distance.

"My crow,"

"And Shang Sanwu who dares to sell people, the Lingbao Chamber of Commerce of Animal Spirit Immortal City, where are you?"

(End of chapter)