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Chapter 137 The Sovereign of Langya Sect

"Jie Jie Jie" a cold and weird voice came from behind Yun Chuan, Yun Chuan staggered and then turned over and retreated to look with his sword, but he couldn't see any figure.

However, the voice sounded very familiar.

"Jie Jie Jie, I'm here." A strange voice sounded from behind Yun Chu'an again, he pulled out his sword energy and slashed, only to see that sword energy flying away in the air, but only a few feet away, he escaped into Yun Chu'an The space warp dissipates.

"Good boy, I am very satisfied with the ancestor who can have such a state of swordsmanship in the alchemy period!" The voice seemed to be sizing up Yun Chuan as if it were a delicious meal, "Five elements spirit body? Not bad, not bad !"

"Hey, you have even practiced body training. For ordinary people, if you practice both energy and energy, you will definitely cut off the path of cultivation. You kid can go forward without any hindrance, good!"

"Huh, you are so talented? It's just little Doyle."

"The blood of the fairy demon? Hehe. This is the treasure of the ancestor."

"It's amazing, it's amazing, there are still things that I can't see clearly about the ancestor, but I can feel that power is extremely strong. Boy, the ancestor is very satisfied with your body. Jie Jie Jie, although you have not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm, but Just wait for a while.”

The voice of the person who claimed to be the ancestor kept reappearing in Yun Chuan's ears, but Yun Chuan couldn't find his voice no matter how hard he searched.

Regardless of the noisy voice that kept chattering in his ears, Yun Chu'an closed his eyes, and seemed to feel the faint flow of breath in the dark vision.

Several breaths circulated continuously until they converged in one place. After locking on to that breath, Yun Chuan opened his eyes, drew his sword and slashed at a pink flower.

The sword falls and the flowers fold.

In an instant, the view of the beautiful peak overlooking the entire Langya Sect changed instantly, and was replaced by a dark pit where the sun could not be seen.

Flaming abyss rifts can be seen everywhere, and the fiery lava inside is constantly erupting, and the hot temperature instantly makes Yun Chuan's forehead wet.

The Yin wind whizzed to the side, making bursts of piercing sounds, blowing all over his body, causing Yun Chuan's hair to stand upright, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Looking around, a deep and deep road is hard to see through the lens, and the endless darkness is hard to see through. There are many three-armed stone statues standing on both sides of the road, which is extremely weird.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Yun Chuan had no choice but to pull himself together and move forward slowly while maintaining all vigilance.

"Hey, you have some skills, and you can break open the small illusion that the ancestor laid down with the flick of a finger thousands of years ago. It seems that you have indeed obtained the inheritance of the great elder."

Continuously walking along this road, the vision in front gradually came into Yun Chuan's eyes, but no matter how many steps he took, Yun Chuan looked back, it was only a step away when he came just now, but he also fell into a trap. In the endless darkness.

I don’t know how long I’ve been walking on this weird road. On both sides of the road, many round disks made of white bones gradually appeared on the exposed lava, and the inside of them was constantly rolling and foaming, emitting a strong stench. The black blood, which is round and fat, is continuously connected and disappears towards the stretch.

With the deepening of the road, the blood altar filled with such a stench became even worse, which made Yun Chuan instantly think of the words he heard in the formation before. Could it be that this is Langya who was infected by the blood of immortals and demons? What Zong Zong Zhang Zhen said, is an altar of blood built by the whole sect?

Hiss. With such a stench and tumbling blood altar, the whole clan was massacred by that Zhang Zhen?At this time, looking at the material of the disc, it feels more and more like it is made of human bones, and the blood that has been rolling for thousands of years is definitely human blood.
OMG!

This is an entire sect from ten thousand years ago, and all the people in the sect were massacred by Zhang Zhenyi, casting an altar with bones and using blood as a guide?

Such a heinous behavior. Absolutely and the devil.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to a relatively open place. I saw that the center of the underground palace was surrounded by three blood rivers, and there were dozens of stairs. Looking up along the stairs, there is a crystal-shaped The coffin is placed.

What makes people feel creepy is that this crystal coffin is actually hanging upside down in the air, standing in suspension, with strange and strange symbols carved in blood-red handwriting on it, and from these symbols, dark red liquid continuously flows out of thin air and drips down .

In addition, on this horrifying crystal coffin, countless tiny blood lines like Yun Chuan's bloody hand emerged, implicating the blood river surrounded below, and blood was continuously drawn from it and transported into the crystal coffin.

On the other hand, around the crystal coffin, there are many blood cocoons wrapped in countless bloodshots hanging upside down. Many of them are constantly struggling, and their voices come out in a daze, which is hard to hear, but no matter how they sway, Still to no avail.

At this time, the darkness that could not be seen clearly has faded away. With Yun Chuan's eyesight, he can easily see the scene in the crystal coffin. There is only a white-haired old man with distorted appearance, eyes closed, and an extra hand on his body Inside the crystal coffin, such a lifelike appearance made Yun Chuan's pupils shrink suddenly, and he called out the old man's name in unbelievable bitterness.

"Zhang Zhangzhen?"

The old man in the crystal coffin is the suzerain of Langya Sect, Zhang Zhen!

"How many years has it been? A hundred years? A thousand years? No, it's ten thousand years! For ten thousand years, no one has called me by my name. It's really nostalgic."

Langya Zongzong Zhang Zhen heard a strange voice, the glasses in the crystal coffin suddenly opened, his eyes widened and looked directly at Yun Chuan, and then even the blood-red mist in the coffin came out, and phantoms emerged from the body of Zhen Zhen. Emerge, slowly emerge through the crystal coffin, and the body inside the crystal coffin is rapidly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the body continuously sinking, to the skin festering, flesh and blood appearing, and then to the cracking of muscles and bones, in vain. Leave a horrible skeleton.

The phantom that floated out was very illusory and seemed to be blown away in one breath, but Yun Chuan absolutely did not dare to take it lightly.

After the phantom of Zhang Zhen soared in the air for a few circles, it flew towards Yun Chuan accompanied by waves of blood dance. Yun Chuan shouted violently, retreated a few steps, and at the same time, a sword qi slashed across.

However, this sword energy directly passed through the phantom image, and hit the underground palace mountain rock behind him, leaving a mark.

The phantom of Zhang Zhen came in an instant, directly penetrated Yun Chuan's body, and then reappeared, and said while pulling one hand of the phantom to Yun Chuan's ear.

"Give up, boy, your sword attack is useless against my ancestor's soul body, unless you have reached the third level of the legendary swordsman."

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