Xuan Ziliang seems to be in his sixtieth year, but he can't hide a touch of arrogance.

Known as the ancestor of runes by the world, he has mastered the power of the time realm, and indeed has proud capital.

The real strong are proud, which is forged by years of fearlessness.

"Here, there is no one to disturb me, and I can cultivate with peace of mind, so why go out?"

Xuan Ziliang said indifferently and gave an explanation.

The body of the dragon clan is targeted here, and he has no chance to go out, but he does not rely on the power of the bloodline, but the rune array, and it is not difficult to get out.

"The seniors are afraid that after they go out, they will be killed by other forces."

Yebei smiled slightly.

This place is indeed a quiet place where no one disturbs, but it is definitely not a blessed place for cultivation.

Under the power of imprisonment, the bloodline is constantly eroded, but it will affect the foundation of the martial arts.

It's not so much about cultivating here, it's better to hide here and be tortured day and night.

"Boy, sometimes you are too smart, but it can lead to death."

Xuan Ziliang's eyes sank, obviously angry.

Night North is a bow.

"Since the seniors don't want to go out, then I won't bother and leave."

The voice fell, and Yebei walked away.

Originally, I wanted to save this person by the way, but it seems that the other party doesn't need his help at all.

"Boy, you're going the other way around, and the exit is in the direction behind you."

Looking at the back of Yebei leaving, Xuan Ziliang couldn't help but speak.

He took a fancy to Yebei's talent, and indeed wanted him to stay, teaching him the way of runes and even the power of the time realm.

At least, there are successors in the rune line, and they will not decline.

However, the stubbornness shown by Yebei made him put away this idea in an instant.

Without strong strength to support it, this stubbornness, in his opinion, is stupid conceit!

However, Yebei's footsteps did not stop, and he ran straight to the depths.

The next moment, the figure was blocked.

Xuan Ziliang stood with his hands in his hands, blocking in front of Yebei.

The speed shown this time surprised Yebei.

But after thinking about it, the scope of this layer is the realm released by his Xuan Ziliang, and here, he is the absolute master.

"If you go on, you are looking for death."

Xuan Ziliang had already seen that Yebei was preparing to go to the next layer.

The Nine Dragons Lock Demon Tower has a total of nine floors, at this moment, it is already on the seventh floor, and what is there on the lower two floors, except for the owner of this tower, I am afraid that no one knows.

But Yebei had no choice, and if he didn't break the nine-story tower, he couldn't subdue it.

The seal of life and death in Sheng Hu's body must be lifted.

However, Xuan Ziliang blocked the way.

"With your talent and the path you take, if you are a great success in the future, you will have a place in the ancient martial arts."

The meaning of consolation was undisguised, Xuan Ziliang couldn't watch Yebei go to die after all.

"Thank you seniors, I came here for a reason, I must climb to the top of this tower."

Yebei turned sideways and passed by directly.

But the next moment, the vision suddenly changed.

The original forest disappeared and was replaced by a 10,000-meter snow-capped mountain.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, Xuan Ziliang stood proudly on it, and his body standing with his hands in his hands spoke: "If you can't even break this realm of mine, then there is no need to move forward. ”

The sound of Lang Lang resounded on the top of the mountain.

Yebei couldn't help but smile, "Then, I'm offended." ”

When the words fell, the Beiwang knife was instantly unsheathed, and the red sword rose up to the sky, wanting to break the power of this realm with a single blow.

Rumble!

A white light suddenly appeared, directly hitting the shadow of the Northern King's sword, although it was scattered in an instant, it stopped the attack of Yebei.

"The law of force is really sharp, no wonder it is listed as a forbidden road."

Xuan Ziliang stepped on the Tai Chi pattern, and in the palm of the withered old man, a rune array was slowly rotating.

This was already seen when he fought with the Yuan Shen of Yebei for a short time before, and the deity of Yebei was obviously stronger in his grasp of the law of force.

"It's a pity that you are too young, if you are given a hundred years, you will definitely amaze the world."

The old man's voice fell, and sword shadows burst out from the rune array in an instant.

Xuan Ziliang didn't have murderous intentions, he just wanted Yebei to know that there was no shortage of strong people in this world.

Conceited, but to pay a terrible price.

There are thousands of shadows of swords, and the speed is extremely fast.

As for how high this rune array was, Yebei couldn't see it at a glance.

And what shocked him was the speed of the other party.

It's so fast that it's almost instantaneous.

"I'll resist, you pay attention to the array under his feet, that is the root of the law of time."

The Yuan Shen flashed out, picked up the Northern King Sword in one hand, and burst out with strength all over his body, resisting thousands of sword shadows.

Looking at the north of the night, the Tai Chi pattern is one yin and one yang, which contains a dotted pattern, which is extremely obscure.

In mid-air, the night north stood in the void, staring at the yin and yang patterns, and the seemingly chaotic lines obviously concealed a certain trajectory.

In contemplation, it was as if an hour had passed, or rather, longer.

And at this moment, what Yebei needs is time.

He needs to understand the rules.

Outside the Nine Dragons Lock Demon Tower, the waning moon hangs high, and the night is dark.

The three of them did not leave, they stood in the air, waiting quietly.

Xuan Ziliang is extremely important to the dragon clan.

The dragon clan does not need the so-called rune array, what is needed is the power of the law of time.

And thousands of miles away from here.

Que Cang's figure stepped into the air and landed in a ruined land.

"Que Lao ......"

Gu Moli followed closely behind, and the sound of the urn spoke.

She is naturally no stranger to this Night Clan Manor.

And what the intention of coming this time, she knew better.

Que Lao wanted to use the spirit pool of the Night Clan to completely awaken Xi'er's three-life pupil.

At this point, Yebei once made it clear that he did not want it to be so.

But right now, there is no choice, only Xi'er's three-life pupil can lift the seal of life and death in Sheng Hu's body.

"There is no danger of blood awakening."

Que Cang could see Gu Mo's worries and said with relief.

The bloodline awakened Gu Moli knew that when he was in the Guwu Swamp, he had experienced it in his heart.

But at that time, Xinyu was already a martial artist, and now, Xi'er is like an ordinary person, she doesn't even have a dantian, how to carry the power of the bloodline.

"Don't worry, there is an old man here."

The words fell, Que Cang's eyes closed, and his mental power instantly covered the entire manor.

Immediately felt the direction of the spirit pool, and took the lead in moving forward.

But before he could get closer, he heard a roar, as if he was going through some kind of extremely cruel torture.

The closed door was no longer in formation, and Que Cang pushed the door in.

"It's him, Yexuan."

Seeing the scene inside the house, he exclaimed in his heart.

Not only the heart, but for Yexuan, Xi'er and Xu'er have all seen it.

At this moment, Ye Xuan was soaked in a pool of blood, but it was like being soaked in magma, the exposed skin was like being burned, red, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

Regarding the arrival of Que Cang and his party, Yexuan couldn't sense it at all.

And Gu Moli was obviously resigned.

If this is the case, Xi'er's young body will not be able to bear it at all.

"The stronger the power of one's own bloodline, the more painful the baptism will be, this is an inevitable process, and there will be no danger to life."

"As long as you grit your teeth and persevere, it will be beneficial to your own improvement."

Que Cang naturally knows more about these things than Gu Moli.

Family baptism can save a hundred years of work.

Although this sentence is exaggerated, it can indeed enhance its own strength.

That's where family heritage comes in.

Some of the loose practices in this heaven and earth do not have this blessing.

The boiling pool water gradually calms down, and the time of baptism is generally not too long, most of them are in the time range of a stick of incense.

Ye Xuan slowly got up and left the spirit pool, the bloodshot in his eyes had not faded, he felt that someone was there, he couldn't help but look sideways, and then his eyes fell on a few children.

Without saying a word, he walked to the corner and sat cross-legged, refining the incompletely digested power in his body.

"Go Xi'er, don't be afraid."

Que Cang said lightly.

"Well, I'm not afraid."

Xi'er nodded and walked towards the spirit pool step by step.

She knew that only her three-life pupil could save Uncle Sheng Hu.

The spirit pool was not too deep, but it still submerged most of Xi'er's body, revealing only a small face.

Fortunately, there was nothing out of the ordinary, Ji was calm, and Xi'er didn't seem to suffer any burning pain.

Just when Gu Moli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the ground under his feet shook suddenly, followed by a muffled sound, like thunder bursting in his ears.

Such a shock caused the entire pavilion to collapse in an instant.

The wind was howling and sawdust was flying.

In the spirit pool, with Xi'er as the center, a vortex was formed, and the thousands of powers contained in it all fell on top of his head.

The influx of majestic power made Xi'er close her eyes, her face calm, as if bathed in the wind and the warm sun.

The next moment, his eyes slowly opened, and a pair of pupils had completely turned red gold.

The loud roar continued, and it seemed to come from the sky.

Que Cang couldn't help but look at the sky, the night that was originally as black as ink, like the rising sun, lit up with dazzling brilliance.

Such a scene made Que Cang's face look frightened, and he suddenly exclaimed.

"Oops!"

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