Coo, coo, coo......

At the moment when Ji Changkong was about to be hit hard, the void was broken again, and then a strange scream that made people's scalps tingle came out of it.

At this moment, everyone stopped what they were doing, because they felt an inexplicable chill, like a cold snake crawling into your bed in its sleep, and then swimming from the soles of your feet to your back.

The cold, fearful, moist aura made people shiver.

What the hell is it? Everyone was looking at the cracked void.

Crunch, snap......

There were more sounds coming from the cracks, as if something was chewing food, but in such a scene, combined with the terrifying cracks of unknown depth, anyone would feel their scalp tingle.

Airplanes!

The stone monument on the square seemed to sense something, and the stone monument, which was originally dark and without the slightest luster, suddenly burst into a sky-high light, and the vast power of light turned into an endless wave that rushed straight into the cracked gap.

However, the next moment, everyone only felt the ground tremble slightly under their feet, and then a muffled roar that almost made people vomit blood came from the ground.

In an instant, everyone's faces were bloody!

Everyone knows that it is the devil who is sealed below, and now the devil has moved......

"Damn, this can't be, after so many years, even the ancestor can't live for so long, how can this be, doesn't he deserve to die," Shui Xinji and several people turned pale, they were fanatical believers, and they were willing to die for the sake of light, but this did not mean that they were not afraid of death!

Human nature is like that, and fanatics are human too!

With that muffled roar, the power of light that had originally gathered on the stele suddenly stagnated, and then these powers of light that had originally rushed to the crack returned to the stele like a tide, and the mighty forces connected with each other to form a terrifying sealing circle.

Buzz, buzz, buzz......

On the originally empty square hall, the white silk threads are like lit bonfires, they are criss-crossed, complex and incredible, Ji Changkong glanced at it slightly and felt a dizziness around his body, and his divine consciousness was consumed more than seventy percent in an instant.

"Ancestor, it's really Ancestor," Shui Xinji and the others looked at this scene blankly, and then suddenly knelt down and wept.

It's a pity that this is just a magic circle, and the real King of Light may have been submerged in the long river of time and space, and it will never appear again.

Dao pattern into a formation, with the light king's attainment of the dao pattern has actually reached this kind of Cheng dù, Ji Changkong was shocked, he had heard of this kind of attainment, the so-called void into a array, immortal, with the supreme da mana imprinted Dao pattern here, only open when necessary.

This method is almost like the world in a dream, turning the virtual into reality, turning the hand into a cloud and turning the hand into rain, which is terrifying and incredible.

According to what he knew, if he wanted to do this, he couldn't do it unless he was an ancestor!

Although this King of Light is the person closest to that realm below the Zun Ancestor, he is not an Ancestor at all, but he can cultivate the Dao Pattern Method to a state comparable to the Zun Ancestor, which is really extraordinary, and can be called peerless.

This is probably the back hand left by the King of Light, as the silk threads formed by the convergence of countless light runes all light up, the slightly vibrating earth returned to calm, although the roar is still there, but it is not a threat for the time being.

It's just that after suppressing the devil, the stele is no longer powerless to fight against the spatial crack!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew out of the cracks, not violent but cold and despairing.

The cultivators who stepped on the void were fine, but the dozen or so cultivators who had not even stepped on the void became hideous in an instant, their skin turned miserable white, their eyes bulged out, and their expressions were wooden, like dead zombies.

Roar!

Suddenly, a cultivator of the Heavenly Gate Ninefold let out a strange roar, only to see that his skin was decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless pustules of large and small pus appeared on his face, and he was salivating for a long time, his eyes were sluggish, as if he had lost a sense of consciousness.

"How could it be...... ," exclaimed the Grand Chief.

"Retreat, stay away from here, retreat quickly," Shui Xinji couldn't care about Ji Changkong at this time.

With a wave of his big hand, a vast mana blocked the rest of the people, and he himself was far away from the place where the spatial crack was in a few steps, looking extremely jealous, as if he had seen something incredible.

"This is impossible, we are the bloodline of the King of Light, how can the evil power erode us?" the second leader said with some trepidation.

"Could it be that the seal has been broken?" the three leaders also looked incredulous.

The power of light and death has always been relative, and with the bloodline of light, the power of death cannot erode them at all, which is also the most important reason why they dare to enter the Great Rift of the Stars, otherwise they would not have been able to get here with the so-called treasure map in their hands.

You must know that the silver-gray mist that Ji Changkong and they saw along the way was actually a mixture of the power of death and star power, the power of death can erode the human body, which is extremely terrifying, and they can come in not because of any treasure map at all, but because of the bright blood on their bodies.

It is precisely because of this that after arriving here, the people brought by the Zhou family and the Li family have all died, but the people of the Light Thieves are unharmed.

Only now, it seems that the bloodline of the King of Light can no longer protect them!

"Roar!"

The monster that had completely turned into a necromancy turned into a rancid wind that rushed straight at his nearest big leader, and its speed and aura had at least doubled.

Bang!

The big leader casually waved a light saber composed of light power and slashed at the monster, the speed was so fast that people couldn't react at all, Ji Changkong thought to himself, even he might not be able to dodge this blow.

"Woohoo......"

The monster was added to the lightsaber and let out a terrible roar, and the seemingly ordinary lightsaber seemed to have a supernatural power that made the monster unbearable, so that the sound on the right arm severed by the lightsaber was endless.

"Rest in peace," the big leader looked at the monster with a complicated look, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and then the monster shattered and disappeared, turning into a cloud of green smoke and melting into the ground.

"Is it true that the bloodline of my Bright King is so thin," Shui Xinji and the others sighed as they looked at the dead clansmen.

A cultivator's stepping foot on a giant is a kind of transformation, not only the transformation of the body, but more importantly, the transformation of the bloodline, transcending ordinary people and merging into the fragments of the Dao marks.

The descendants left behind by such a storage zài will be born with the blood of their ancestors, and their cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort, which can be called genius, but the first generation of direct descendants has the strongest bloodline, the second generation is second, and the third generation is again......

Although the King of Light was a former quasi-ancestor, he still belonged to the range of heaven and man, and the power of the bloodline had been thin for so many generations that it was almost imperceptible, otherwise the Bright Vein would not have fallen to this point.

"What should I do, big brother," something happened, and several leaders suddenly felt at a loss.

Their only obsession since childhood was to regain the glory of the Light Pulse and get the Revival of the Light King Soldiers, but this kind of thing happened before the seal was broken, if it was really broken, even if the star map in Ji Changkong's body could suppress the breath of that moment, it would be enough for them to destroy it all.

So, they are confused, and they don't know whether to continue or not.

"Hey, hey...... I can't retreat from the bright line, Wang Bing must, I can't give up," the big leader smiled hideously.

The color of madness in his eyes flashed, it was a kind of madness that didn't care about a qiē, unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, and he was able to make a comeback, even if it was his own life, Ji Changkong could see it.

"Come over to me," he wore a drape, and with a move of his right hand, a terrifying pressure imprisoned Ji Changkong's body and made him unable to move.

Ji Changkong struggled hard but couldn't do anything, facing a madman who had completely ignored a qiē, and his strength was not as good as a person, even if he was as witty as Ji Changkong, there was nothing he could do, he could only take one step at a time.

"Great Ancestor, please reunite your immortal spirit, and the descendants will only summon your return with the immortal imprint in blood," he grabbed Ji Changkong, and then slowly knelt on the ground.

Burst!

The Great Leader slashed his fingers into his arm like a knife, blood gushing out like a fountain, but the Great Leader's face was as fanatical as if he didn't notice it.

Could it be that the King of Light could still be resurrected, it couldn't be, Ji Changkong couldn't help but be shocked when he heard his prayer.

The true spirit is immortal, and a wisp of divine consciousness can return against the sky, of course, such a character exists, but the King of Light is a mere king, and how can he do this if he hasn't even set foot in the realm of honoring ancestors?

Ignoring the widening cracks, the Great Leader smeared all the stone tablets with blood, and then pulled out a drop of crystal clear blood, which could no longer be called blood, for it was milky white throughout, and exuded an enchanting scent like the finest milk.

"Welcome to the Ancestor!" the Great Leader prostrate himself in the square.

"Welcome to the Ancestor!" the rest of the people prostrated together in the square.

Kiss!

With a soft sound, the drop of blood, which was as white as jade and exuded an indescribable gentle aura, exploded and shattered into countless points of light and melted into the void, which was not amazing.

At this moment, Ji Changkong only felt that his body was soaked in the warmest bath, he just wanted to hum, the scars around his body disappeared quickly, and even some of the dark wounds that were originally hidden in the depths and could not be found were healed in an instant.

In just a few breaths, Ji Changkong seemed to have undergone a reborn cultivation again, erasing the discomfort on his body, and the whole person was relaxed.

Of course, not only him, but everyone was like this, and all the Bright First Vein cultivators present at the moment when the blood droplets shattered felt the aura of the ancestors, and then his cultivation began to skyrocket, skyrocketing at an unbelievable speed.

Step on the ninefold peak, the first of the dynasty, the second and the three......

That drop of Bright King's blood seemed to contain endless power, and under the shroud of white light, the cultivation of the Great Leader directly broke through from the Nine Levels of Stepping Void to the Ninefold Peak of the Dynasty Yuan, and it was even comparable to the realm of the half-step Tongxuan before it stopped.

And although the benefits of others are not so great, at least they are all stepping on the triple level!

Such a miracle, it's unbelievable!R1058