"Breath of Delimitation!? What a demarcation breath ......"

Nirvana's excited expression made everyone present stunned.

After being stunned for a moment, Jun Mianchen looked puzzled, staring directly at Nirvana's eyes.

Nirvana tried to calm his mood, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked left and right, and arranged a layer of soundproof enchantment around him with a strong cultivation that can only burst out during the Tiantong period.

After doing all this, Nirvana glanced at everyone present, and secretly pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and then slowly opened his mouth to explain.

"The delimiting breath is the foundation of a space that is self-contained, if there is no delimiting breath, then there will be no permanent link between continents, and this small world will be unstable and extremely easy to break. Great realms like the human world and the demon world can be permanently stable, thus giving rise to independent civilizations and different monks, all of which rely on the breath of demarcation, which can be said to be the foundation of a world and a prerequisite for the normal operation of the world. ”

Nirvana said it in one breath, which made everyone present stunned.

Breath of Boundary......

The meaning of demarcation, as the name suggests, is the meaning of stability and stability, and the breath that can stabilize the world of one side is what kind of breath it is? ?

Could it be that it's those so-called silk threads......

Jun Mianchen's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the faint silk thread in the starry sky again.

Originally......

These threads are not causal threads, but are called delimiting breaths?

So with these demarcation breaths connecting from the continent under your feet to the distance, does it mean that there are other continental fragments, in the starry sky I don't know what direction, and there is a constant connection with the Sandu continent?!

Jun Mianchen's brain was shocked, as if a mysterious world was unveiled by Nirvana's words.

The composition and form of this world in his mind became clearer and clearer, making Jun Mianchen only feel that his state of mind had suddenly changed, as if he had reached a certain height that should not have appeared.

With a clear mind, Jun Mianchen's eyes were like electricity, and he turned his head sharply and stared at Nirvana again.

After a moment of silence, Jun Mianchen narrowed his eyes, and a bold guess came to his mind.

"Island Master, according to what you said, if the silk threads I saw were the so-called demarcation breath, then the demarcation breath still exists now, and it is connected from the continent under our feet to the unknown place in the starry sky, then can it be said that the continental fragments of the ancient demon realm are not only the current Sandu Continent, but those continents are floating in the endless starry sky, although they are connected with the Sandu Continent, but they cannot return?"

Jun Mianchen's reasoning is not unreasonable.

If the delimiting breath really has such a great effect, right now these silk threads are connected to the edge of the sky, and there may really be other fragments of the Demon Realm Continent, waiting to return!

In other words, the remnants of the continent in the Ancient Demon Realm are not the only ones in the Sandu Continent at all!

Maybe......

Ran Ji's hometown...... It's still alive!

Jun Mianchen's words came out, and before Nirvana could react, Ran Ji suddenly couldn't sit still.

Excitedly, Ran Ji walked to Jun Mianchen's side in three or two steps, grabbing Jun Mianchen's arm, and on the other hand, he also showed strong anticipation, looking at Nirvana's eyes.

Of course, Nirvana Wuyuan understands the meaning of Ran Ji's move, to be honest, if what Jun Mianchen sees is really the demarcation breath, then according to common sense, the demarcation breath will only communicate the connection between the continents, so the fragments of other continents in the ancient demon world still exist, which is still very possible.

After pondering for a moment, Nirvana Wuyuan figured out the key, took a deep breath, and nodded lightly to Ran Ji, Jun Mianchen and the others.

Ran Ji closed her eyes slightly, her body began to tremble, and on her fair face, two lines of tears slowly slid down from the corners of her eyes, making everyone feel inexplicably sad.

Nirvana Wuyuan stretched out his hand and patted Ran Ji's shoulder, slightly comforting.

This poor child has been running around the human world with her mother since she was born, and it can be said that she has never been to the demon world, let alone the hometown of her Ran family.

Now hearing this possibility, Ran Ji's inner excitement flew far beyond what others could imagine.

calmed down Ran Ji's mood a little, and Nirvana looked around and frowned slightly.

"The Ancestor sent me some information through a drop of blood, and now we have reached the border of the southwest, and we have also found the demarcation breath according to the guidance of the Ancestor's message, but here...... Why didn't anyone come to answer ......"

Nirvana Wuyuan whispered, Jun Mianchen was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered that day, Nirvana Wuyuan took himself out of the blood mastiff tribe and was forced to absorb the drop of blood outside Long Xize.

That drop of blood was passed on to Nirvana by the Demon Realm Ancestor?!

Jun Mianchen's memories came back in his mind, and he recalled some details of that day, only to remember that Nirvana was very flustered at that time, and after pulling himself away from Long Xize, he touched the drop of water mixed with blood.

Immediately, the blood in the water droplet was spontaneously absorbed by Nirvana, and then ...... Nirvana Wuyuan seemed to have discovered something, and soon after returning to the Blood Mastiff tribe with himself, he saw the god of Jiyang.

This series of antecedents and consequences are linked, and it seems that the ...... can be inferred

Jun Mianchen's pupils shrank, and he looked up at Nirvana, but he didn't say anything.

Nirvana squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're smarter than I thought, kid. ”

Jun Mianchen grinned, but with a smile and a smile, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Does he know?"

Nirvana nodded, his eyes were a little wandering, as if he could walk through the barrenness of tens of millions of miles and see the "him" that Jun Mianchen was referring to.

"The reason why I know that the drop of blood from the ancestor must also be able to sense it, so I hurriedly brought you back to the Blood Mastiff tribe that day, and you have all seen the rest of the matter. ”

Nirvana Wuyuan sighed slightly, turned his head to face the endless starry sky outside the edge of the continent, and opened his mouth faintly.

"Jiyang God's methods are very powerful, I have to say, I did underestimate him before...... This person who can occupy Sandu is an insect demon, and his deity escapes from nothingness, and even I don't know which vein of demon cultivator he belongs to......"

Jun Mianchen's eyes flashed, and Ran Ji and the others all looked surprised.

Nirvana Wuyuan and Jun Mianchen just said these words, after Ran Ji and the others listened carefully, they probably understood seventy or eighty percent.

The day they left from the Blood Mastiff Clan was also the day when everyone saw the Jiyang God for the first time.

It turned out that on that day, the Lord of Nirvana Island fused the blood of a senior from the demon world, and then I don't know why by what means, Jiyang God was far away in Sandu, and he actually sensed the fact that there was the blood of his predecessor in the world.

The reason why there was a moment when Jiyang God led a large army to the city was because of that drop of ancestral blood, which may bring some pressure to Jiyang God.

Listening to the meaning of Nirvana, and then connecting with the current situation, could it be the blood of the ancestors, guiding everyone to the end of this southwest, looking for the breath of demarcation?

Ran Ji was thoughtful, and turned her head to look at the vast starry sky beside her.

She can't see the breath of demarcation, and as for the silk thread described by Jun Mianchen, she can only draw a star map interspersed with the breath of demarcation in her mind through imagination now.

Isn't it beautiful to belong to the delimiting aura of the demon world......

Is the end of the demarcation breath connected to his hometown......

Ran Ji looked at it, and a thin mist appeared in her eyes.

Nirvana glanced at Ran Ji, and didn't say anything to comfort her, there are some things that she still needs to come out of by herself.

After pondering for a while, Nirvana Wuyuan carefully sorted out the information in his mind about the blood of the ancestors brought to him, and pulled Jun Mianchen to sit on the edge of this continent, reflecting the vast starry sky, and asked about the delimiting breath that Jun Mianchen saw.

......

Fairy world, Canglan Palace.

The scholar silently meditated cross-legged in a side hall of Canglan Palace, wisps of Haoran True Qi emanated from his body, and after a week, he returned to his body again.

This is the first day that the scholar has come to Canglan Palace, but until today, he has not seen Lan Xian.

Regarding the secrecy of the rift in the Yucheng Cave realm, the scholar was very anxious to report to Lan Xian, but Lan Xian went out and was not in the palace at all, so in desperation, the scholar could only stay in the Lan Xian Palace, wanting to wait until Lan Xian returned and report the news as soon as possible.

After a long time, all the Haoran True Qi emanating from his body returned to his body, and the scholar gently opened his eyes and looked at his palm lightly.

I saw that in the palm of my hand, from the palm lines, there was a breath of nothingness wafting out, gradually drifting into the distance in front of the scholar, all the way through the doors and windows of this side hall, rising upward, straight to the sky.

"Eighth Tribulation...... It's almost ......."

The scholar lowered his eyes and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, as if he had become accustomed to this kind of thing.

The breath that overflows in the palm of the hand is the breath of calamity.

Every pseudo-immortal will clearly perceive the changes in all aspects of his body when his pseudo-immortal tribulation is about to come.

This kind of change includes the physical body, the cultivation realm, and even the soul.

Pseudo-immortals are not allowed in the fairy world, this is an iron law.

Every time in a period of time, all pseudo-immortals will usher in their own pseudo-immortal tribulation, which is almost irresistible.

The pseudo-immortal tribulation will not be postponed because of something, let alone because of the situation of the pseudo-immortal itself.

In the next period of time, the scholar is about to face his eighth tribulation.

It's a pity that this eighth tribulation, the scholar knows that he can't get through it.

And the only price that can't be passed is death.

What's even more regrettable is that this eighth tribulation is coming, but the scholar has not yet found a trace of his sister Ni Luo.

Sighing slightly, the scholar turned his palm upside down, as if pretending that in this way, he would not see the faint overflowing breath of calamity.

After a moment of silence, the scholar took out the token belonging to Ni Luo from his waist, and carefully and seriously held it in his hand and stroked it.

The thumb was on the word "Luo" on the token, and he stopped, and the scholar's gaze was a little hollow, as if he suddenly recalled a lot of past events.

Just as he was thinking about it, from a distant distance, at the bottom of the fairy palace, there was a gentle call.

That call, Lan Xian returns.