blood record

Chapter 790 IX The Closer Crisis

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A place of chaos and haze, here is the edge of the fairy world, known as the lost land.

Here is the most terrifying wind of destruction in the world, the frightening flame of destruction, and even the impenetrable smoke of emptiness. With so many terrifying things, this place is simply the worst environment in the world.

For this lost land, no one can know why there are so many such terrifying things here. Maybe it was punished by God and did not receive any grace from God, so this place was forgotten by God. This is Origin of the Lost Lands. [

But at this time, the entire Lost Land revealed a strange aura, as if the sound of a person's heart beating powerfully, kept ringing.

A figure, no, or a mass of flesh and blood, because every time this person takes a step towards the lost land, he will be turned into a mass of flesh and blood by the smoke of emptiness.

But this mass of flesh and blood is still moving forward, even if it is cut and then cut, beheaded and then beheaded, it seems to have an exhaustive and tenacious life, and it will never be killed, more than resolutely wriggling forward .

If someone can observe it, they will know that this group of flesh and blood has been wriggling little by little in the Lost Land for thousands of years. With thousands of years of hard work, this group of flesh and blood is gradually approaching the depths of the Lost Land. Core up.

"buzzing"

This mass of flesh and blood found a place without too strong smoke of emptiness, and gradually turned into a figure. This is a burly man with bright eyes, looking at the core of the Lost Land from a distance. At the same time, his tired face was full of excitement.

"It's here, soon, as long as there are another hundred years, I will definitely be able to reach the core, and I will definitely be able to release the great ancestor witches. My witch clan will definitely be able to return to the earth and take charge of Zhoutian Huanyu!"

This person's face was full of excitement, but in an instant, a cloud of emptiness drifted past, his face showed pain, and immediately turned into a mass of flesh and blood.

Although turned into flesh and blood, this person seems to never die. Even the flesh and blood are wriggling bit by bit, even just a little bit each time, even at a distance invisible to the naked eye, but thousands of years Down, the creeping distance is astounding.

This lost land is full of winds of destruction, flames of destruction, and smoke of emptiness, each of which can almost wipe out the ancient venerables.

But even such a terrifying blow can't make this figure shrink back, which shows how much willpower he has and how firm his determination is, I'm afraid no one can change it.

This person is squirming so firmly towards the core of the Lost Land, what kind of shocking secret is hidden in this core?

Time is passing away bit by bit, and 50 years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the fairy world, 50 years is really short, but for Yang Yi, this is a breakthrough change. After 50 years, the Linglong Pagoda was shaken, and then, an even greater power came, Linglong The seventh floor of the pagoda was finally refined by Yang Yi.

"whoosh"

Yang Yimeng opened his eyes wide. After the seventh layer of restriction was refined, he sensed the mysterious world in the dark more clearly. As long as he completely refined the restriction of Linglong Pagoda, then he would be able to get through it. Passage, into the rumored space where the immortal emperors entered.

However, this did not bring any hope or joy to Yang Yi. On the contrary, he felt more and more danger. Over the past 50 years, the danger has been increasing almost every day. The unprecedented sense of danger, he did not feel any danger at all. It's not born out of nowhere, there really is a terrifying threat coming.

But now the eighth layer of restriction in the Linglong Pagoda needs at least a hundred years to completely refine it. I am afraid that the source of the danger will appear in less than a hundred years, but Yang Yi has no choice at this time. Ability to choose crazy refining restrictions.

In the Lost Land, this mass of flesh and blood is still wriggling, and it has only moved halfway in 50 years. [

Fifty years have passed, and in a full hundred years, this mass of flesh and blood has wriggled to the core of the Lost Land, only a little bit away from entering the mysterious core.

"Swish"

This mass of flesh and blood quickly turned into a figure, but at the core, there was no wind of destruction, flames of destruction, etc. It was like a vacuum, relatively calm, only a mysterious and deep black hole.

Entering this black hole, no one knows what will happen.

"I, Samba, must fulfill my mission. In the Lost Land, there is the aura of ancestor witches and ancestors here. Those immortal emperors must have trapped the great ancestor witches here!"

The person who is trying hard to enter the core of the Lost Land is actually Samba who has disappeared for thousands of years. His eyes are shining brightly at this time, and he looks more excited.

After he cultivated into the body of Vulcan, he couldn't deal with the Venerable Destroyer, so he followed the voice in his heart and came to the Lost Land. He felt that in the Lost Land, there seemed to be a vague call, So he began to walk slowly towards the core of the Lost Land.

It was in this lost place that he went through untold hardships and finally came to the core, but thousands of years had passed, and at this core, the calling in his heart became stronger, as if as long as he entered After arriving at this black hole, he will be able to see the great ancestor witch.

Samba has a figurative loyalty to the Wu Clan. Even from the moment he woke up, he has been working hard to make the Wu Clan reappear in the world, and even more so to dominate the world.

But the appearance of Venerable Destroyer made all of his things come to naught, and all the witch clan that had been created were also driven to extinction by Venerable Destroyer.

Possessing the innate treasure of the Venerable Destroyer, Samba thinks that he is no match in any case. Only by finding the Twelve Ancestral Witches can the real perseverance of the Wu Clan be between heaven and earth, and even the Venerable Destroyer is nothing.

Therefore, Samba found the lost place. He was full of hope, endured endless pain and sadness, and finally got closest to his dream.

In this black hole, there may be hope, but there may also be despair, or even complete fall, but Samba stepped in without any hesitation in his heart.

"whoosh"

When Samba stepped into the black hole, it was as if there was a call from ancient times.

"My descendant, you are finally here..."

This burst of sound seems to be close in front of the eyes, and it seems to be far away in the sky, because here, there is darkness everywhere, even Samba can't see everything around him clearly.

This is a purely dark place, and he can only follow the call in his heart to walk forward step by step. In such an environment, even Samba, who is fearless and fearless, has a trace of fear in his heart.

"My brave descendants, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, listen to your inner calling, walk forward, you will find what you want to find..."

This burst of voice went straight to the heart, giving Samba a strong sense of intimacy, and he became excited again. Maybe this time he worked hard for thousands of years, and he was right.

The entire dark space seems to be a borderline, and Samba's induction is of no use here at all, as if the surroundings are surrounded by darkness.

In this way, Samba kept walking in the dark, even he himself didn't know where he was going. [

In fact, when Samba was walking in the dark, time has passed quickly, 50 years, 60 years, 70 years...

Samba didn't seem to feel the passage of time in that dark place, but Yang Yi was in a state of anxiety, and he almost used all his strength to refine the Linglong Pagoda.

"boom"

Finally, after 90 years, Yang Yi finally refined the restriction again. Now only the last layer of restriction has not been refined, and this last layer of restriction is also extremely difficult. It took more than 900 years to refine.

Even if Yang Yi is several times stronger than the Destruction Venerable, it will take at least 300 years to refine it, and this is still under Yang Yi's ideal situation.

"300 years is too long, too long. I'm afraid the crisis won't wait until I completely refine the Linglong Pagoda."

Yang Yi's thoughts changed sharply, he was thinking of a way, if it really didn't work, then he would consider returning to the outer domain, after all, the Linglong Pagoda can exert all its power in the outer domain.

"Huh? A new ancient venerable was born in the fairy world?"

Yang Yi's heart suddenly moved, because at this time he actually felt that in the fairy world, another ancient venerable was born, which was naturally sensed by Yang Yi from the pillar supporting the sky.

Inside the Tianzhu, there is Yang Yi's Yuanshen imprint, so he can detect some changes in the fairy world.

In the past hundred years, the fairyland has undergone earth-shaking changes. The five fairylands that collapsed at the beginning have been completely integrated, and the atmosphere of chaos has almost returned to the ancient times, and the fairyland is also full of talents. Countless immortals have cultivated The higher realm, the Immortal King Realm, which was originally very difficult to break through, is now repeatedly broken through.

This time, it is the first strong man of the ancient venerable level born since the fusion of the five collapsed fairy worlds. All of this is a thriving scene, as if it is gradually returning to its former glory.

Moreover, because Yang Yi left a trace of Yuanshen imprint on the Tianzhu, he could feel the elusive luck in the dark, the luck of the fairy world, as if it was slowly gathering together, becoming more and more powerful. huge.

"whoosh"

Yang Yi's figure disappeared in an instant, and his figure appeared in front of the Tianzhu in an instant. Yang Yi quietly looked at the towering Tianzhu, thoughtful in his heart.

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