From a distance, the Liuzhi Mountain, which is about 300 zhang high, is not majestic, but as the distance gets closer and closer, a simple and unpretentious oppressive force rushes towards the face. The six peaks stretch, like the back of the dragon, and like a giant claw that reaches through the sky, are imprinted in this boundless Liusheng River, like a reef, standing upright for eternity.

"Brother Yu, what is the reason for this trip, when you get here, you should make it clear!"

Looking at the Liuzhi Mountain close at hand, Kong Laosan's eyes flashed, and he asked unhurriedly.

"Hehe, even if Brother Zhao doesn't ask, Yu will explain it. ”

Yu Zhuohua said, did not look back, looked at the six-finger mountain in front of him, and said lightly, "I, Yan Zhao, are known as the capital of five hundred states and three thousand cities, but only this Jicheng in Qizhou is not inhabited by anyone at all, do you know why?"

"Isn't it because the environment here is sinister? even for cultivators like us, it is difficult to survive in such a dangerous place, let alone those unarmed mortals!"

Kong Laosan thought for a while, looked at the flowing river like the Hanhai in his eyes, and said with some doubts.

"Alas, this is just one of the reasons, Jicheng is known as the place where the dragon sleeps, a mountain and a mausoleum, when the Shouyuan of the Yan Zhao Emperor of the past dynasties is about to end, they will all come here, and what they do is just to leave a hope for the descendants of the Yu family with their own residual bloodline!"

Yu Zhuohua said, there were two more emotions in his voice, but this emotion seemed to be absent, and in just an instant, he returned to his previous coldness.

Before everyone could ask, Yu Zhuohua continued, "Great Qin has the three major immortal gates of Qinyang Dao Palace, Qingling Gate, and Liuhe Sect, the Northern Song Dynasty has two holy places, the Ghost Netherworld Sect and the Miao Dan Sect, and even the perished Hou Zhou also has the existence of the Imperial Spirit Sect and the Burning Sky Valley. There is only the land of Yan Zhao, there is no immortal gate, only the martial saint gate with martial artists as the main and cultivators as the auxiliary!

Yu Zhuohua said, with a hint of pride in his voice, "Cultivators have five realms: Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Jindan, Yuanying, and Transforming Gods. Similarly, martial artists also have five levels: Essence Skin and Iron Bone, Blood Halo Cover Body, Strength Breaking Ten Thousand Laws, Law Spirit Treasure Body, and Flesh Body Treasure Raft. You are not martial artists, so you must not know that since the Demon Tribulation 30,000 years ago, the path of martial artists has been cut off!"

"The path of the warrior has been cut off?"

The woman surnamed Hong chewed on this sentence, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and a trace of clarity flashed between her eyebrows, "No wonder, it is said that 30,000 years ago, the number of human warriors far exceeded that of cultivators, and many extremely powerful warriors moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, picked stars and took the moon, and their magical powers were extremely vast, but after 30,000 years, the warriors gradually withered, and now they can't be seen at all!"

"Hehe, withering?! If it weren't for the fratricidal struggle within the human race, how could it wither? Attributing the severance of the path of the warrior to the heavenly demon tribulation 30,000 years ago is just a cover-up. The world says that the demon clan is cruel, ignorant and vicious, how can they know the danger of people's hearts, and they are better than demons!"

Speaking of this, Kong Laosan vaguely heard something, frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"Cultivators refining qi, martial artists refining bodies, there is no difference between strength and weakness. It's just that among the secular mortals, there is only one in ten thousand who has a spiritual root, and even fewer can step on the immortal path. Hundreds of millions of secular mortals in the land of Shenzhou who are not willing to be ordinary naturally embarked on the path of martial arts. Even if the path of a martial artist is rugged and bumpy, based on the huge population base, the number of high-level martial artists far exceeds that of cultivators. However, the Demon Tribulation came 30,000 years ago, but it gave you cultivators a chance......"

Speaking of this, Yu Zhuohua glanced at Kong Laosan, but even after reacting, he shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, "After a martial artist cultivates to the peak of the blood halo body, he needs a special medium between heaven and earth to awaken a trace of god and demon blood inherited in the body, as long as a trace of god and demon blood is awakened, the blood and qi in the body will gradually be transformed into the blood of gods and demons, reaching the realm of breaking through ten thousand laws, but this medium seems to be fused by the true demon qi brought by those demon realm creatures!"

"Since it's a calamity of the devil, why does Brother Yu say that it's fratricidal?"

Hearing this, Kong Laosan couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, although the Demon Tribulation Rebellion is unprecedented, but how vast is the land of Xiling, how can the true demon qi brought by those demon spirits expand to the entire land of Xiling in a short period of time? Hmph, at the time of the Demon Tribulation, there were a large number of martial artists, so they naturally acted as pawns of the warring parties, after the Demon Tribulation, the high-level martial artists were killed and injured, and those cultivators even let the true demon qi envelop the entire Xiling Land, and only then did they take action to ban the remaining demon spirit stations one by one, and after that, the martial artists could only cultivate to the realm of the blood halo cover at most, and it was impossible to go further. If it weren't for that, how could anyone else ...... me?"

As he spoke, Yu Zhuohua shook his head, and then sighed lightly, "That's it, let him bury these secrets within the human race." The only purpose of our trip is to obtain that drop of the bloodline of gods and demons that was condensed and formed by the Yanzhao Imperial Clan's exhaustion of the power of the dynasty and tempered by the bloodline of hundreds of emperors for three thousand years!

Saying the last four words, a flush flashed on Yu Zhuohua's face, although he tried his best to suppress his tone, anyone could hear the longing in his tone.

"The real blood of gods and demons?"

Kong Laosan licked his lips and subconsciously repeated.

"That's right, the reason why Yan Zhao set up a dynasty here in the first place was just to leave a hope for the descendants of the Yu bloodline. With the power of Yan Zhao and the country, it took a hundred years to build a huge magic circle that encompassed the entire Jicheng, with the help of the great power of the Liuzhi Mountain and the Liusheng River here, and with the dragon seal of the national dynasty as the furnace, the power of the bloodline of the hundred generations of emperors was condensed, and finally refined into this drop of god and demon blood! Of course, in addition to the lineage of the Yan Zhao royal family that we inherited, only three of us know about this matter now!"

Yu Zhuohua said, with a touch of pride in his voice.

"Are you from the Yan Zhao royal family?"

The woman surnamed Red frowned slightly, and said with some surprise.

"This is nature, otherwise how would we be able to get here? Do you really think that if there is no one stationed here, you cultivators and demon clans can come and go at will!"

Yu Zhuohua said, the Demon Bone Spirit Boat had already come to the front of Liuzhi Mountain, "Let's go, as long as you can help me get that drop of god and demon blood this time, Yu will still have a good reward!"

Yu Zhuohua said, he had already landed on Liuzhi Mountain first, but the next moment, before Kong Laosan, the woman surnamed Hong and others came ashore, Yu Zhuohua, who was looking forward to it, suddenly changed his complexion, "Someone is the first to land?!"

At this moment, Yu Zhuohua was shocked and angry, staring straight at the end of his sight, where the center of Liuzhi Mountain was, and his tone revealed a sense of calmness, "No matter who it is, if you dare to snatch the blood of gods and demons, there is only one way to die!"

Yu Zhuohua said, beckoned Kong Laosan and the others, and shot directly in one direction.

Seeing Yu Zhuohua's appearance, Kong Laosan frowned, but he didn't say anything, and followed Yu Zhuohua's direction at the same speed.

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A palace lamp about 30 zhang high, covering a radius of ten miles is suspended out of thin air, the palace lamp in front of him is not exquisite, and it even looks a little rough: bronze, sixteen angles, golden can be woven into one hundred and eighty palm-sized copper coin tassel pendants embedded in the earth, which is engraved with runes the size of nuts, showing seven colors, and the bright lights are indefinite, shrouding the radius of half a mile.

Below the palace lamp, about three feet above the ground, a red dragon seal about the size of a skull, with three dragons coiled around each other, rotated uncertainly. The dragon seal in front of him was blood-red, and the dragon was carved vividly, and even a touch of turquoise at the end of the scales on his body was exquisite. In the center of the dragon seal, a little red light is like a pigeon's egg, blazing and dazzling, faintly revealing a blood oppression.

At this moment, the Jiaolong Jade Seal was hovering in the void, and three points below the seat, a blood-colored dense fog that only covered half a square foot was rolling uncertainly, and the shadow of the Jiao could be faintly seen, which was very strange.

At the bottom, there were more than 100 corpses dressed in the costumes of the emperors of Yan Zhao in the past dynasties, and the withered corpses sat around the dragon seal, and the blood qi around them had already condensed in the blood mist below the dragon seal, turning into dry corpses.

Outside the range of the palace lantern, thirty-six warriors with a pale face standing straight like javelins, just surrounding the palace lantern in the center, what was being done, and the blood around the body passed through the strange Changge in his hand, like silk, and was winding towards the periphery of the palace lantern.

Some of these people were dressed in heavy armor, some were covered with bloody clothes, and each of them had a heavy blood.

"Third Highness, in half a day, the 'Six Prohibitions of Mountains and Rivers' shrouded in the 'Xuanhuang Stone Lamp' can be refined by his subordinates. ”

"Half a day, speed up!"

Hearing this, a young man wearing a golden crown, a dragon coiled, and a purple gold dragon robe, who looked to be in his twenties, nodded, and nodded excitedly, "Hehe, twenty-four years of waiting, I finally found a chance, this time the eldest brother and the second brother went to the next week, and it was also my only chance!" Master Xiao, all the senior brothers of the Blood Sword Sect, if this king can successfully refine the bloodline of gods and demons this time and reach the realm of breaking through ten thousand laws, he will never forget the great grace of the Blood Sword Gate, and he will definitely find ways to do his best in the future, so that all the senior brothers can break through the shackles of martial arts!"

The third prince, Yu Yang, hugged his fists behind him, and his expression was hot. Behind him, Xiao Wudao, Qian Hu, the masters of the Blood Knife Gate, and a bald and yellow-faced Blood Knife Sect man were impressively listed. In addition to these people, there was also a young man dressed in a black robe, with slender fingers, a little black mole on his chin, two sword eyebrows upside down, and a cold and gloomy face. On the outermost layer, there were seven warriors in armor guarding the surroundings inch.

It's just that at this moment, a slightly cold voice suddenly came from behind him, faintly mixed with a hint of coldness and happiness.