Bone Taoist

Chapter 695: Strange Zone
The crown of the Blood God tree swayed, like waves rising in an endless sea of ​​blood.

The sound of whistling wind filled his ears. Ye Zang's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked towards the open road in the forest with his Dharma eyes.

On the path, there are clusters of patterns that seem to be restrictive formations.

Ye Zang's soul had already left his body, and was flying at high speed around the vast Blood God Forest of thousands of miles, observing the situation. With his current strange skills, there was really no strange forbidden place in the world that Ye Zang could not penetrate.

However, this Blood God Forest is not simple. There is the breath of ancient creatures underneath. But the restrictions in this piece of ruins are more than those in the ancient cities, and it is impossible to guess.

"There is no way to dodge and move in a strange formation."

Ye Zang narrowed his eyes and observed the dormant restrictions on the path.

These prohibitions are all strange escape techniques. Once you step into them, who knows where you will be taken.

Moreover, from the outside, the Blood God Forest is only a few thousand miles wide, but the situation inside is not the same.

"We must prepare for the worst and leave behind a mark of our soul. Even if our body is destroyed, our soul can still escape."

Ye Zang had already planned to explore inside, after all, this place was related to the formless realm.

Thinking of this, Ye Zang bent his fingers and circled them. A faint and undetectable mark of his soul sank into the earth veins.

After doing all this, Ye Zangcai returned to his body, stood up, and carefully flew into the Blood God Forest. His figure gradually disappeared in the ancient trees shrouded in blood mist.

Then, the avenue was closed and the huge Blood God Tree surrounded it again.

At the same time, in Linyuan City in the south of the secret treasure.

Jiang Yijing stepped on the dragon's energy and looked down at the city with a gloomy expression.

The aura of the disciples of Longshou Mountain has completely disappeared, and this place has become an empty city. Jiang Yijing is not a fool, and he probably knows what happened.

She clenched her hands tightly, trying to calm herself down.

Then it turned into a flash of light and flew towards the north at a very fast speed.

……

Time flies, and seven days pass.

Many people came to the secret treasure of Nascent Soul in the God and Demon Rift Valley.

Jiang Yijing had made a name for herself before this, forcing Han Kan to retreat and killing the aristocratic disciples of the Buried Immortal Sea. The battle between Chu Qianchao and Zhang Tianlin also shocked everyone.

It is said that the two men fought all the way to a distance of thousands of miles, until they were exhausted, and the entire southwestern ruins were turned upside down by the two of them. In the end, it ended in a draw, and neither could do anything to the other.

Deep in the God and Demon Rift Valley, loud rumbling sounds continued to be heard, and layer after layer of terrifying evil spirits rose like huge waves.

Two more huge Nascent Soul secret treasures emerged. The entrance to the realm crack extended for thousands of feet. The inside was permeated with the breath of the devil, and there were countless opportunities and fortunes.

Many Taoist masters from Dongsheng and Tianming continents were reborn and rushed to the Rift Valley.

At the same time, the monks outside were talking about it.

The Tianhai camp was filled with the geniuses of the ten major sects. On the other side of the river, the eight immortal sects and six demon sects of Dongsheng Shenzhou also followed Chu Qianchao's example and directly guarded the two cities.

On the other side of the river, Wei Wuya from the Heavenly Palace came over with a domineering look. The huge Sage Dao Tree swayed, and directly pulled his own cave over. It was located at the border, overlooking Tianming.

Tianming was not willing to be outdone.

As soon as the Holy Son of Taichu arrived, he attracted the attention of all the Yuanying Taoists!
His Nascent Soul has already reached maturity, and he is riding a thousand-foot-long warship, with a five-colored wheel seal hanging behind him. That is his Five Elements Divine Storehouse, which has reached the highest realm, resonating with the heaven and earth, and is extremely terrifying.

"Holy Son of Taichu, we meet again." Wei Wuya stood on the top of the emerald green and crystal clear Taoist tree. His magical power was so overwhelming that it caused the sky to roar endlessly.

"Why are you here? Where is Tan Tai Jing?" The Holy Son of Taichu looked at him with a disdainful look and a calm tone. He has been in seclusion for many years, honing his skills in the secret realm of Taichu Mountain, and his mind has become much calmer. After all, he will be in charge of the Holy Land of Taichu in the future.

"Do I need my senior sister to take action to deal with you Tianming cultivators?" Wei Wuya said with a casual smile, his tone domineering.

Many people speculated that the reason why Tan Tai Jing did not show up in the Valley of Gods and Demons was that she was in seclusion, striving to achieve the state of He Dao. This woman's talent was unrivaled in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and she was almost the leader of the continent in public.

When the two were talking.

The sky in all directions suddenly became dark, and from the southwest of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the sound of ghost howling resounded through the sky.

The bone-chilling cold air makes people shiver.

A young man with a pale and bloodless face came over quickly.

Upon seeing this person, many cultivators from the Six Demon Sects' eyes twitched and they talked in astonishment.

"The chief of the Ghost Spirit Sect..."

"Is this Sikong Ying? He hasn't appeared in the secret hiding place for many years."

The young people don't care about the situation in the God and Demon Rift.

In fact, there are huge differences in the theories between the Six Demon Sects and the Eight Immortal Sects, and they have been arguing for endless years. But in general, the Eight Immortal Sects are stronger, and the eight sects are like a rope, tightly tied together.

The six demon sects are more lax, if it weren't for the fact that the lips and teeth are interdependent, I'm afraid they would not have participated in the war between the two continents.

Wei Wuya was also surprised at the appearance of Sikong Ying, the chief of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

"Why is Fellow Daoist Sikong here too?" Wei Wuya raised his eyebrows.

"Why? Do I need to ask you before I come here?" Sikong Ying said bluntly.

After saying this, he flew directly towards the Nascent Soul secret storage in the center without saying anything else.

The Holy Son of Taichu narrowed his eyes and stomped on the war boat on the spot.

He soared into the air, and domineering magic power vibrated out from his purple mansion. The Five Elements Seal was suddenly activated by him to be as big as the sky, and he slammed it down, wanting to kill Sikong Ying here.

"The chief of the Ghost Spirit Sect, our ancestors, once killed the heir of the Taichu Holy Land. Is this Taichu Holy Son going to avenge his predecessor?"

Someone commented.

Sikong Ying's eyes were gloomy and he sneered.

His robe fluttered, and a creepy cold wind whistled out. The Ghost Spirit Sect practiced a kind of ghostly Taoist magic, which was similar to Qin Xijun's Chishan Ghost.

The terrifying ghost energy filled the sky. He raised his palm, tore the sky apart, and confronted it fiercely.

boom!
The two magical powers collided, and the earth shook for a moment, and the majestic magic power ripples spread out like the sea.

The cultivators on both sides of the river narrowed their eyes and hurriedly retreated a thousand feet, not daring to get too close for fear of being affected.

"The magical powers and magic of the chiefs of these major sects are too terrifying. They are simply incomparable to those of us who are independent cultivators." Some independent cultivators frowned and sighed.

They spent their entire lives just to reach the Nascent Soul stage, but this is still not as good as the cultivation level achieved by those geniuses and freaks in just a few hundred years.

"Don't worry, when the opportunities in the great world are gone, it is the best time to rise. We may be able to catch up one day." Someone said.

On the other side of the river, Wei Wuya watched the two men fighting, his emerald green Taoist robe rustling.

The Wanxiang Wood Magic spread out, causing countless lush and green spiritual herbs and trees to grow in the barren God and Demon Rift Valley within a hundred miles.

Watching the two fighting, Wei Wuya seized the opportunity and attacked suddenly. A green sage tree also flew over, about to chop down the Holy Son of Taichu, at an extremely fast speed, cutting through the sky, and wherever it passed, the space was shattered inch by inch, and its power was truly terrifying.

"Holy Son, be careful!" Taoist Tianming shouted sternly.

The Holy Son of the Beginning saw it, but did not care.

Because someone has already arrived.

hum!
A sword sound that resounded through the sky suddenly appeared, and the sword was seen before the person was heard.

It was a pitch-black magic sword that came at a high speed from afar, cutting through the sky and instantly confronting Wei Wuya's Saint Leaf. It chopped it into pieces without slowing down at all, and then slashed towards Wei Wuya's neck.

Wei Wuya also reacted very quickly. The spiritual tree under his feet grew wildly, wrapping up the black sword layer by layer. After a few seconds, the black sword turned into sword energy and dissipated in the air.

On Tianming's side, Jian Shisi appeared and flew over without any haste.

"Friend Wei, when geniuses are confronting each other, why launch a surprise attack? That is truly ungentlemanly behavior." Jian Shisi, carrying the sword case on his back, landed in mid-air at the border and looked down at the other side.

"Jian Shisi from Yijian Villa, didn't he go to travel in southern Xinjiang? How come he is here..."

"I didn't expect it to be him. Taoist Dongsheng is in trouble now."

The momentum of Monk Tianming was greatly shaken.

"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be Jiangnan Jiansu." Wei Wuya snorted coldly. Yijian Villa is located in the southern part of Tianming, with pleasant scenery. This Jian 14 is the leader of the generation of swordsmanship, and has the reputation of being the youngest swordsman in Jiangnan.

There are many grudges among their generation. They had confronted each other last time when their sect was founded in Baiyujing, but for some reason, they did not fight to the death.

But this time is different. Almost all the geniuses of this generation have reached the perfect Nascent Soul stage, and Tan Tai Jing and others are about to step into the ranks of He Dao first.

There are countless opportunities and fortunes in the God and Demon Rift Valley, and it is rumored that there are secret treasures of the Hedao. Naturally, the geniuses of the two continents cannot avoid this place. Even if they do not come, the elder teachers in the sect will probably let them come here to hone their skills and make final preparations for the great era.

“If we want to fight, we should fight inside the secret treasure and draw out all the evil spirits in the rift, which will harm those ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.” Jian Shisi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Hearing this, the other cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they were somewhat dissatisfied. It was already extraordinary for them to be able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, but they did not expect that in the eyes of these geniuses, they could only be regarded as "ordinary disciples".

"The God and Demon Rift Valley is where you will be buried."

Wei Wuya's eyes were shining with emerald green light, and then he disappeared from the spot in an instant, sinking into the secret storage of Juntianwei, which was naturally the largest secret storage place, and also the realm and world where Ye Zang and others were located.

The three Holy Sons of the Beginning followed closely behind and disappeared at the entrance.

After the four people left, the God and Demon Rift Valley was briefly calm, and then other cultivators from the two continents continued to go to various secret treasures.

Nowadays, this place is full of geniuses, not just Yuanying Taoists, the largest number are the Jindan disciples from Huang Puchang's area.

……

Although it was extremely noisy outside, the Blood God Forest where Ye Zang was located was extremely strange and terrifyingly quiet.

The bloody ground beneath your feet is covered with array patterns and restrictions.

There are huge blood god trees all around, the tallest of which is a thousand feet high, like mountains, and look very scary.

"From the outside, the oldest of these Blood God Trees is only a hundred thousand years old, and at most a hundred feet tall. How can they grow so tall in such a short period of time? It's really weird..."

Ye Zang shook his head.

During these seven days, he saw a very strange scene.

Since he came in, every minute and every second, the blood trees around him were growing into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering everything outside, and blood mist was echoing in the surroundings.

"Could it be that my Dao body has been affected..."

Ye Zang frowned and carefully observed his body, but did not find any restrictions.

He looked around at the veins of the earth. As he walked over the past seven days, he suddenly saw many huge blood-red rocks, some of which were as tall as mountains.

After thinking about it carefully, Ye Zang discovered something strange.

"It's not that the Blood God Tree has grown taller, but that my Taoist body has become smaller." Ye Zang's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked around again.

The tiny grains of sand on the path in the past have now become as tall as mountains.

This made Ye Zang's hair stand on end instantly.

What kind of formation could change the space around it without him noticing and lead Ye Zang step by step into the center of the formation?

"The Qimen Dunjia is ever-changing. The layout of this place is definitely not something that an ordinary Taoist can arrange. Even the former owner of the secret treasure, the real person of Tiandao Island, cannot do it."

This method of changing the world is really treacherous.

Ye Zang thought to himself, and as his Dharma Eye was fully opened, he continued to go deeper into the blood forest.

He walked more carefully because he suspected that this place was set up by the ancient creatures from the colorless world. Apart from them, Ye Zang really couldn't think of anyone else.

Because, although this blood forest is filled with an ancient atmosphere, the formation lurking below does not show any signs of decay.

"It was set up within a hundred years. It must have been done by those ancient creatures."

Ye Zang held the Oath-Breaking Sword in one hand, and with the power of destroying the sky covering his body, he continued to go deeper.

After walking for another half a day, the Blood God Trees around him became as big as the sky in Ye Zang's eyes, so huge that it was scary!
Every blood-red leaf is like a big star, hanging high in the sky!

Ye Zang could clearly see the texture on the leaves. Tiny dust also appeared in the surrounding space, floating in the air.

Time seemed to have slowed down.

After walking a hundred miles, Ye Zang suddenly saw a woman lying on the ground in front of him.

When he got closer, Ye Zang found that it was Jiang Ni. She seemed to have fainted and was lying on the ground, but her consciousness was involuntarily glowing.

Ye Zang frowned slightly, immediately walked forward to help her up, and then treated her injuries.

"The divine consciousness dissipated, it seems to be affected by the restriction."

Ye Zang's spiritual orifice opened, and his domineering and majestic spiritual consciousness enveloped him. He helped Jiang Ni to return her spiritual consciousness bit by bit.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ni opened her eyes with a hazy look.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what happened? Why are you lying on the ground?" Ye Zang asked.

"You, you are..." Jiang Ni looked around in confusion. Her eyes were empty at first, and then she was instantly frightened. Her voice trembled: "Fellow Daoist Ye, how did you get in? Let's go, get out of here!"

"Calm down and tell me what happened first." Ye Zang patted her shoulder and asked calmly.

"I, I don't know. Chief Cao's Sister Xue and I got separated not long after we came in. I feel like a long time has passed, almost half a year..." Xue Ni said with a trembling body and a pale face.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zang was stunned.

More than half a year? Less than a month has passed outside. Could it be that time and space here are all messed up?

(End of this chapter)