The Emperor's Call of Eternal Heroes

Chapter 770 The Appearance of the Lost Ruins
"Boatman, when will we reach the place you mentioned?"

On a small boat in the sea, a young man in a fine attire stands on the bow, looking at the vast sea.

Look a little impatient.

If it hadn't been for yesterday, when suddenly there was a precious light shooting into the sky on the sea, and the aura spread for hundreds of thousands of miles, otherwise he would not have left the leisure at home to come here.

The sea is vast, and there are ferocious monsters in the sea. If you are unlucky and encounter a giant whale, you may never return this trip.

"Hurry up, Mr. Luo, don't worry!"

On the other side of the two-foot-large boat, an old man wearing a bamboo hat smiled.

"It's so calm, it's rare!"

"In the past, monsters and beasts roamed freely, even immortals could hardly get through..."

The old man babbled, but the work in his hands was helpless, a spiritual power surged out of his palm, and he took out several spiritual stones and stacked them on a small platform.

In an instant, the boat trembled, with a flicker of spiritual light, and it turned into a flying shadow directly. This speed even drew a gully on the sea surface.

Although the boat is as small as a wave, this boat is not ordinary. It is called the Sky Spirit Boat. Although it is sailing on the sea, its speed is still not inferior to flying.

Mr. Luo stood at the bow of the ship, the strong wind was blocked by a layer of spiritual shield, his eyes were concentrated, and gradually, he saw an island.

The aura soared to the sky, and the roar of monsters could be faintly heard.

"That's an island, but... but there has never been an island in this sea area!"

A man who looked like he was waiting took a step forward, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Even though they are far apart, they can still feel the spiritual power emanating from that island. It can be seen how concentrated the spiritual energy on the island has reached?
It's just that he who goes to sea all the year round doesn't know that there is no such island in this sea area.

If it really existed, how could it have never been discovered!
"Young master, be careful!"

The attendant in Xuanxian Realm frowned slightly, the island gave him a bad feeling.

"Haha, isn't this Mr. Luo? Why are you willing to get off those girls of yours?"

Kuang Xiaosheng broke through the wind and the sound reached Mr. Luo's ears.

Mr. Luo followed the direction of the voice, turned his head to look, and frowned slightly.

The same Sky Spirit Boat, a burly young man with an extremely arrogant face.

And farther away, there are also a few streamers of light quickly across the sea, and men and women can be vaguely seen.

"Humph!"

Mr. Luo snorted softly, but he didn't care too much, his eyes returned to the island, full of longing.

With such a strong aura of heaven and earth, how could there be less treasures in it?

In front of Treasure, what do those who are against him have to do?
The distance of a hundred miles is only a short while.

When approaching the island, Mr. Luo was shocked by everything in front of him.

What caught my eye was a towering stone tablet. The stone tablet was very old, exuding a desolate atmosphere, as if it had gone through countless thousands of years.

"Ling... Xiao... God!"

Mr. Luo muttered word by word, but at that moment, his body suddenly stopped and his eyes were lost.

There seemed to be an explosion in his mind, and a magnificent scene sank into her mind.

Pavilions, towers and pavilions, palaces and temples, there are immortals calling the wind and rain, and there are powerful people who stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun and the moon.

Suddenly, the sky brightened, and it seemed that there was a pair of eyes watching.

The picture was shattered, and when his consciousness returned to reality, Mr. Luo gasped heavily, his eyes were full of horror.

"This is the Xianzong, the Xianzong that survived from ancient times!"

Mr. Luo shuddered, the gaze seemed to still stay in his mind, he seemed to see a young man.

It can already be concluded that there is absolutely a terrible fairy living in the island in front of him.

"Go back, go back!"

Mr. Luo shouted anxiously, Xianzong, a sect of Xianzong that survived from ancient times, is not something he can provoke with a little distraction, nor can the family behind him be provoked.

Not far away, there are also several ethereal boats retreating quickly. For them, the strength of the Xianzong sect is not something they can provoke.

"These little guys are interesting!"

In the courtyard, Qin Jiange was leaning on a chair, and in front of him was a mirror made of water, which just showed the scene of those young people fleeing.

Qin Jiange smiled lightly.

"Heck, master, you lose!"

Standing aside, the slim girl smiled sweetly, covering her small mouth, and her voice was as clear as a bell, which was really pleasant to hear.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Qin Jiange's face drooped, also depressed.

He casually made a bet on whether those people would come in, but he lost instead.

He stroked Yan'er's little head lovingly, and then took out an ice crystal necklace.

The necklace's thread is made of silver, but because of the engraved formations, it is difficult for even a newcomer to tear it off.

A water sapphire hangs on it. The gem is not big, but it is just the right size.

It is said that it is a gem, but it should be packed with a kind of spiritual material, which has the effect of calming the nerves.

Even Yan'er also likes this shiny thing, and after Qin Jiange personally put it on for the girl, she was overjoyed.

Looking back, Qin Jiange looked at the mirror again, with a smile on his lips.

Turning around and waving his hand, several swords of spiritual energy shot up into the sky.

Rumble

The whole world was shaking and resounding, and waves were set off above the sea, and the waves of tens of meters were shocking.

"what is that?"

Mr. Luo looked back, and suddenly he saw several spiritual lights rising into the sky on the island in the distance, turning into characters and seals.

Lingyun is in the middle of the sky, Fang is an outsider.

Lying down and watching the changes in the future, sitting and watching the mortal world.

Just two lines of words, but it caused Mr. Luo to shake. What kind of artistic conception is this, isn't this exactly what he thought?
Looking at the island in the distance, Mr. Luo's eyes filled with longing.

Suddenly, those two lines of characters suddenly turned into a phantom that towered above the sky.

"Today Ling Xiaotian appeared, recruiting more disciples!

Xu Ying shouted loudly, his voice was like rolling thunder, spreading loudly.

Mr. Luo stood in a daze for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy.

"Accept disciples widely! Abide disciples widely!"

Mr. Luo's voice was almost trembling, and his eyes were filled with determination.

Ling Xiaotian, he must enter.

The sound spread thousands of miles away, and the sound could be heard in almost every city by the sea.

"Ling Xiaotian? Where is that place?"

Many people in the city raised question marks.

But countless ships set off one after another, sailing to the depths of the sea.

That was the aristocratic family, and they knew clearly that there was a strange phenomenon overseas, and the strange phenomenon must be related to Ling Xiaotian.

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"Well, it's already started to break through!"

Looking at the picture presented in the mirror, the first few youths were deeply trapped in a formation.

For the sect he established, Qin Jiange's requirements are naturally extremely harsh.

Not only is it necessary to have excellent talent, but also to have good conduct.

These two points are indispensable, a genius, but extremely arrogant, then this genius will inevitably die early because of offending some people, and even bring trouble to the sect.

But a person with good conduct but extremely poor talent cannot bring prosperity to the sect.

The formation is divided into nine layers. The first layer tests strength, the second layer tests talent, and the next seven layers test emotions and desires.

Those who pass all nine floors can enter Lingxiaotian.

This is the standard and inevitable.

Ling Xiaotian is taking the elite route, so it is naturally impossible to spend a lot of resources on some people with neither talent nor character.

After all, there is not much time left for Qin Jiange.

With only [-] years of time, it is very difficult to build a powerful party that can turn the tide of the war.

Qin Jiange looked at the dozen or so mountain peaks around him, and there were auras there, which were extremely astonishing.

Each of them has the power of Immortal Sovereign and Immortal Venerable. They are all loose cultivators or monsters, and they are all summoned by Qin Jiange, which is their background.

He looked up at the sky again.

The blue color became more and more intense, as if it was going to dye the whole world in blue.

And thousands of miles away, at the source of the blue color, a crack in space is gradually expanding.

Behind the space crack, there is a corner of a stone faintly exposed, and a continent is connected behind the stone.

Taking a deep breath, his gaze returned to the mirror again.

A young man has stepped into the eighth floor.

One or two young people were also eliminated.

Under Qin Jiange's gaze, countless ships were approaching in the distance.

An extraordinary young girl stands at the bow of the boat.

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Three days had passed in the blink of an eye, and the deserted Ling Xiaotian became a little more angry.

Ling Xiaotian has strict rules for recruiting disciples. There are thousands of heaven's favored children, the kind that in the past would not reject anyone sent by the various sects, but in Ling Xiaotian, there are only fifty or sixty who are qualified.

This made Qin Jiange smack his tongue secretly, and even had the urge to change the rules.

Three days passed, and Qin Jiange finally stood up from his chair.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and space cracks covered the entire sky, as if the entire sky would shatter anytime, anywhere.

And the source of everything, in the depths of the sea, half of a continent has fallen from the crack in space.

The desolation and ancientness made Qin Jiange feel terrified.

"metropolitan!"

One after another, strong men stepped forward one after another. They were immortal or strong. They had already felt the change, and the ruins were about to appear.

"Follow me if you are above the realm of Immortal Venerable, and the rest will guard Ling Xiaotian!"

Qin Jiange shouted.

That piece of ruins buried Taoist priests, suppressed evil, was full of opportunities, and also had astonishing dangers.

The Immortal Venerable can save his life, but if the Immortal Emperor goes, there is only one dead end.

A dragon horse came from the void, and it was full of dragon power.

It is getting stronger and stronger, and it is about to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm.

The dragon horse raised its head proudly, but soon the dragon's face froze, and it could feel someone sitting on it.

"set off!"

Qin Jiange took a deep breath and shouted.

The dragon horse carried Qin Jiange into nothingness, followed by a dozen people behind him.

The Imperial Capital of the Tang Dynasty
An invisible aura oppressed this ancient imperial capital.

One after another silhouettes stepped on the void, their aura was incomparably huge, surpassing the heaven and the earth.

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(End of this chapter)