Night, in the dark tide surging slowly, when the first rays of morning light in the east pierced the clouds and sprinkled the earth, the entire Huangji family was instantly shrouded in a solemn trend, because the bloodline land that can only be opened once every three thousand years is today.

Under the leadership of the Huangji clan, the monks of all clans packed up and went straight to Feng'an Palace.

Xiao Chen followed behind Ji Laowei, his face was calm, but he couldn't help frowning secretly in his heart, I don't know why when facing the monks of various clans today, he actually had a faint sense of unease, although these people were very well hidden, but the hostility from the heart could not be concealed.

Especially the hint of murderous intent in this hostility made Xiao Chen even more puzzled. Although the monks of various clans are secretly competing with each other, there will definitely not be such an obvious situation as the current situation, and I am afraid that it will not be simple.

"Something happened that I didn't know. Xiao Chen had such a thought in his heart, and his face was slightly gloomy.

As a combined monk, Ji Lao Wei is so keen, he is naturally aware of it at this moment, his old face is ugly, and a faint melancholy is born in the depths of his eyes.

Entering the hall, the monks from all sides lined up on the left and right, and all of them looked solemn.

The person who came forward from the Huangji family was still the Huangji Yuanyun, sitting on the main seat, coughing lightly at this moment, slowly speaking, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoists, today is the day when the land of bloodlines opens, if Daoist friends and others have no opinions, we will set off immediately, and we can go to the Sea of Dead Silence at noon to send the juniors of all clans in." ”

The old monsters of all clans nodded in agreement when they heard this.

"In that case, let's go!"

Huangji Yuanyun stood up, and the general momentum in his body slowly emanated, like a lonely smoke in the desert straight into the sky. Under the traction of the Venerable Level's Qi Machine, with the peak of the Emperor's First Vein as the center point, the wind and clouds in a radius of thousands of miles changed suddenly, and there was a hidden slaughter in the solemnity.

Ji Lao Wei and the other old immortals also took a step forward at this moment, and the aura in his body was vigorous.

The six Venerables joined forces to give it, and the general trend was compatible, enveloping the entire Dongxuan Island, but all the cultivators who were above the Jindan realm had a wild change in their faces at this moment, and looked at the Holy Land Emperor Pole One Thread, revealing awe.

Whoa!

The next moment, the six old monsters took the lead in taking a step, and the monks of all clans followed, and the light suddenly appeared, and the sound of breaking the air was endless.

Hundreds of lights were like a tide, filled with faint coercion, and roared away.

。。。。。

Dead Sea.

The first murderous place in East Xuanzhou, it is rumored that an ancient fierce beast was suppressed and sealed at the bottom of this sea, although the body cannot leave the Dead Silent Sea, but its fierce flame has not been completely sealed, if a monk enters it, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, it will never return.

With the passage of time, the fierce reputation here has become stronger and stronger, and in the past thousand years, no monk has dared to enter it, and the population within a radius of 100 miles has disappeared, as if it is a dead land.

But today, this dead silence was broken by the dense sound of breaking the air, and hundreds of escapes went straight into the depths of the sea of dead silence.

Xiao Chen's brows were furrowed, and a faint uneasiness in his heart had been haunting his heart, making him extremely vigilant in his heart, at this moment, at the moment of entering the sea of dead silence, Xiao Chen's face changed slightly, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife looking into the water.

The Dead Sea may be called a lake, more than 3,000 miles in square, and the water quality is clear, but after entering the depth of more than ten zhang underwater, it suddenly turns into pitch black, as if blocking the light, making it impossible for people to see through it.

And at this moment, what made Xiao Chen secretly frown in his heart was that there was a faint aura emanating from the bottom of this sea of dead silence. The moment he sensed this breath, his body did not feel tense, and his cold hair sprouted, as if there was a great crisis hidden in it.

With Xiao Chen's current cultivation, he can bring him such a feeling, it seems that this sea of dead silence is by no means simple, and there must be a great secret hidden in it.

Even if he guessed this, but now is not an opportunity to think, Xiao Chen shook his head slightly to suppress his thoughts, and returned to the state of the ancient well without waves.

A moment later, the six old monsters in front waved their hands, and the monks of all races converged in unison.

A faint mist appeared in the void ahead, not very thick, but a small island could be faintly seen looming in the mist. But at this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes fell on this faint mist, but his pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and his face was jealous.

Forbid!

This mist was actually a kind of forbidden formation, although it was impossible to detect what kind of existence it belonged to in a short period of time, but just the fall of its gaze made Xiao Chen feel frightened, which was enough to know the strength of this forbidden power.

Between the killing and the backhand, I am afraid that the powerful level cultivators of the human realm in the later stage will also try to destroy it in vain.

This prohibition was arranged to prevent the Venerable level monks from entering, and was used to protect some kind of valuables.

Located in the middle of the Sea of Dead Silence, the cloth can resist the prohibition of the Venerable level, I am afraid that this small island in the fog must be closely related to the land of blood, otherwise how could the old monsters of all races be so precious.

"Fellow Daoists, the time is almost up, let's wait for a move to break the ban and open the Nirvana Ancient Array. ”

Huangji Yuanyun spoke in a deep voice, and his tone was solemn.

Hearing this, Ji Laowei and the others nodded, and stepped forward with them, lining up in six directions.

The next moment, the old monsters of all races pointed out at the same time, and a drop of essence blood broke out of their bodies, and a little blood emanated in front of them.

Swish!

Six blood beads fell into the mist in front of them, and suddenly turned into a faint blood color, and this blood color churned in the mist and turned into a blood-colored channel, linking the misty islands.

"Monks of all clans, follow the ancestral bloodline in the clan to open the passage and enter the bloodline land, remember not to step out of the passage for the slightest bit, otherwise it will trigger a ban and strangulation, and you will definitely die!"

This mist prohibition is inherited from ancient times, and even they dare not underestimate the strength of its power, and the Yuanying level cultivators have no chance to fall into it.

The old monsters of all clans nodded, "You wait to enter the Nirvana Ancient Array as soon as possible, and when the time comes, the Ancient Array will automatically activate and teleport you and others into the bloodline land." Remember to be cautious on this trip, after ten years, the old man is waiting for you to return!"

"Yes, Ancestor!"

The monks of all clans shouted in unison, and then led by the leader to go straight to the blood-colored passage of each clan.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and when he entered the blood-colored passage at this moment, he clearly felt that several strong and weak forces swept over him, among which the strongest two were the Emperor Pole One Pulse Emperor Pole Gangyun and the Mu Family One Pulse as the head cultivator.

The two of them noticed Xiao Chen's gaze sweeping over, and they all smiled coldly, and they didn't hide their murderous intent at all.

"Xiao Chen, the situation seems to be a little wrong, don't be careful yourself, everything when you enter the bloodline land can only rely on yourself!" Ji Lao Wei asked in a low voice, his face solemn.

Xiao Chen nodded, a cold glint surging in his eyes.

If you want to kill him, you have to see if there is such a means, don't end up becoming a ghost in his hands!

Whoa!

Xiao Chen and that Ji Luoran glanced at each other, and the light outside the two of them flashed slightly, leading the Ji family monk to enter along the passage in an instant.

As soon as he entered the passage, Xiao Chen couldn't help but be slightly startled in his heart. Although from the outside world, the mist shrouded in a limited range and the blood-colored passage was not long, but when I really entered it, I found that this passage was infinitely stretched, and it took a quarter of an hour for the overall cultivation of the Ji family monk to fly at full strength before reaching the exit.

The black island, dead and desolate, with countless lines carved on the ground, looks chaotic and disorganized, but contemplating it feels as if the entire primordial spirit is about to be forcibly pulled out of the body and ingested into it.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, his face slightly pale.

But at this moment, the eyes of the surrounding Ji family monks swept over, but they all showed envy and awe.

Gai Because, if they want to perceive the secrets in this Nirvana Ancient Array, they also need to cultivate to a certain level of supernatural power before they are qualified to touch it, and they obviously do not have such qualifications.

After a while, the monk of the Ji family sat down cross-legged, Xiao Chen's eyes swept around, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

This Nirvana Ancient Array was divided into eleven parts, separated by blood rays from each other, but at this moment, only six of them were occupied by monks, and the other five were empty.

"A clan's bloodline opens a region, each incompatible, can it be said... In the ancient world, there were eleven ancient inheritance bloodlines in the human world!" Xiao Chen's pupils shrank, and he was shocked.

Of the eleven ancient bloodlines, six have not survived so far, and the remaining five are most likely to have been submerged in the tide of time and completely dissipated.

Being able to destroy the five ancient races should have some hidden secrets.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes slightly, secretly breathed down the fluctuations in his heart, and waited for the time to arrive, and the Nirvana Ancient Array opened.

Time passed by, except for the faint sound of breathing, everything was quiet.

Suddenly, the intricate lines on the black island lit up one after another, and a faint glow of blood emanated from it.

Outside the mist, the old monster of the six clans suddenly raised his head to look at the void and said in a low voice, "It's about to start." ”

As the sound fell, the sky above the island suddenly changed and condensed into a whirlpool, the size of a thousand zhang, with a faint blood color, and as it rotated, it was constantly enriching and turning into a crimson at an astonishing speed, revealing a strange aura.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and his dark eyes flashed with battle intent.

The land of bloodlines is finally about to open!

Shout!

The next moment, the Nirvana Ancient Array on the black island suddenly erupted with endless blood and rushed into the sky, piercing into the void vortex, spinning wildly. The mist rolled, and the forbidden power turned on with all its might, blocking out all the violent fluctuations that emanated from it. Even if he had entered the forbidden barrier, the trace of breath that came out of it still made the old monsters of the six clans look solemn, and their eyes showed a sense of jealousy.

After a few moments, the blood dissipated, everything returned to calm, and the blood-colored vortex above the void seemed to run out of power, turning slower and slower, and finally completely collapsed.

On the black island, the figures of the monks of various tribes disappeared.