Holy Continent Shituo City.
They were the first few corpse cities.
In terms of the entire Bone Burial Sea defense pattern.
The Ninth Corpse City of the Holy Continent is also at a key node.
Jin can support Zhidao, Jingtong, and even counterattack northward and march into Tianye in the far north.
If you retreat, you can join forces with Daguan, Qianyuan, and Jianwu to build a solid line of defense and defend the Zhongji Holy Land.
What a pity...
The holy city of Shituo, which had stood for thousands of years, completely collapsed today.
The city's tall buildings and ten thousand-foot-long foundations no longer exist.
In the huge Zituo City, there was only one ferocious corpse dragon left.
All kinds of violent energies intertwined crazily around the corpse dragon.
The purple sea surged, the lightning collapsed, and the terrifying arc tore through everything around it.
The spiritual energy roared and roared, and the vibrating spiritual energy directly scattered and entangled in various colors.
And between the two is the vitality and blood of the generations that never dissipates.
Looking from a distance, a bloody mushroom cloud rose directly from the site of the Holy Continent's Shituo City.
And all this is because of the corpse dragon.
At the moment of impact, the defensive barrier of Holy Continent Shituo City collapsed.
A full-out blow with half-step detachment is no joke.
After the barrier was broken, the corpse dragon then crashed into the entire corpse city.
Then, under the terrifying impact, the entire Shituo City completely collapsed.
The city was destroyed and people died, but the dragon of corpses still struggled to burrow into the ground.
boom--
Boom——Boom——
collapse--
Collapse——collapse——
The corpse dragon keeps collapsing.
The blood of generations within its body is rapidly dissipating.
With the help of turbulent thunder arcs to clear the way, the corpse dragon finally dug underground in Zituo City.
In the dim underground, a huge sealing formation was vaguely visible.
This formation is a dark energy-suppressing formation set up by the First Prime Minister of the Holy Continent.
Before the dark energy suppressing formation, the corpse dragon exploded.
The real dragon's head turned directly into a ball of violent dragon fire.
There is still the breath of the true dragon within the dragon fire.
boom--
There was a terrifying muffled sound from beneath the earth.
Then, the billowing clouds of calamity, the vast spiritual sea, and the vast energy and blood suddenly exploded.
What's even more terrible is that the corpse dragon's self-destruction directly opened the underworld seal.
The endless death energy is like an erupting volcano, which cannot be suppressed once it erupts.
The dark energy suppression formation in the Holy Continent Corpse Tuo City was shattered, and the situation in the entire Bone Burial Sea began to become weird.
The dark energy envelops the energy and blood of the ninth physical body, and in that energy and blood, it is also mixed with the breath of spiritual energy and the true dragon.
Several kinds are mixed, and the creation is formed secretly, like a tornado soaring into the sky, directly attacking the nine-level sky man.
The situation here is distorted, and the wind is blowing in the Bone Burial Sea!
From east to west, from south to north.
The wind formed a whirlpool and hovered over the entire Bone Burial Sea.
Underworld energy is the carrier, dragon energy surges up, spiritual energy gathers, and the energy and blood of generations are mixed in it.
As the dragon fire steamed, the energy and blood of generations began to create miracles.
Little by little, a miracle happened.
Dragon energy, spiritual energy, and generational energy and blood gradually condensed into wisps of slender crimson energy.
The crimson wisps rode on the wind of the ghost energy of the Bone Burial Sea and covered the entire Bone Burial Sea in an instant.
The sky here was low, and an endless crimson rain seemed to fall from the Bone Burial Sea.
The rainwater is as thin as cow hair, and it soaks into the earth without leaving a trace.
When a group of monks followed the corpse dragon and arrived around the Bone Burial Sea, they saw such a scene.
Looking at the boundless raindrops in the Bone Burial Sea, all the major cultivators stopped and stood in a daze.
They may be the ancestors of a family, or the ancestors of a sect.
They may have lived for a long time, and some may even have experienced the fall of the Immortal Continent.
But even so, such a scene is extremely rare.
The sea of bones known as the Jiuye Mass Graves, let alone the rain.
The energy of death soared into the sky, not even a cloud could be retained.
But now, the wind is blowing in the Bone Burial Sea.
The wind is blowing and the rain is falling.
The wonders here are certainly shocking, but there are also elderly people stroking their beards and sighing.
"Everything is surprising, and there must be something strange."
"In this age of great strife, it is a disaster rather than a blessing."
"The chaos in the Holy Continent has not yet been settled, and the Immortal World is on the verge of collapse."
"Now the burial bones have undergone another change, and the future is unclear."
While the old monks were sighing, there were also young monks who were ready to make a move.
Soul perception, five sense blessings, and the eyes of the young monks flickered with light.
"There's something wrong with this rain..."
"Could it be fate! This dragon rises from the Holy Continent and returns to its grave!"
"Could it be that it's not a dragon, but the foundation of Zhongji Holy Continent!?"
"I've heard for a long time that the mountains, rivers and terrain are inspired by inspiration, and they can turn into dragons or snakes. I don't know yet!"
With his thoughts floating around, the young monk boldly walked into the Sea of Bone Burial.
Then, their expressions suddenly changed.
There is definitely something wrong with this rain!
Raindrops enter the body, moisten the Dantian, warm and nourish Qi and blood.
This crimson slender rain silk has the effect of strengthening the physical body's qi and blood!
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about the young monk, the older generation of monks followed closely behind. The first person to rush into the sea of bones was Liang Lugong from Zhongji Amano.
Liang Lugong is a casual cultivator.
The Badad Mahayana Realm.
He has a beard on his face and a fleshy body.
In this way, Liang Lugong didn't look like a monk, but more like a butcher.
It is said that in the early years, Lianglu Gong once worked for Qianyuan Xianzhou, helping to deal with some shady matters. Later, for unknown reasons, Lianglu Gong withdrew from Qianyuan Xianzhou and started to live freely. The casual cultivator.
Stepping into the Bone Burial Sea and bathing in the boundless rain, Liang Lugong savored the crimson slender raindrops. As a member of the Eight Tripod Mahayana, Liang Lugong's vision and experience are naturally much better than those of young monks.
Therefore, Liang Lugong understood the value of this crimson blood thread even more.
With energy and blood surging and thoughts swirling around him, Liang Lugong stretched out his big hand and gave it a sudden hug.
The spiritual energy floated, and all the crimson filaments with a radius of a hundred miles fell into Liang Lugong's hands.
Seeing this scene in their eyes, the cultivators on the side were dissatisfied but had no choice but to do anything.
If the Nine Cauldrons cannot come out, the Eight Cauldrons will be the king.
This sentence is no joke to you.
Bading Daxiu is the mainstay of Taoism in the world.
Every Eight Cauldron overhaul should not be underestimated.
Swallowing the crimson filament in his hand, Liang Lugong's eyes suddenly focused.
When his energy and blood were shaking, Liang Lugong seemed to see a hazy gate.
The gate is as high as the sky, hanging high in the clouds, and the golden light is bright and looming.
It seems...as long as he, Mr. Lianglu, is just a little bit stronger.
He can completely summon that hazy gate!
Looking at the magnificent gate above the sky.
Liang Lugong's pupils were shaking.
"This! This is actually Longmen Tianque!"
"I...I became a dragon!?"
"What the hell is this bloodshot thing!"
"How could it let me see Longmen Tianque!"
With Lianglu Gong's experience, he naturally recognized the gate above the sky.
That is the Longmen Tianque that Jiuye Longzhong dreams of!
Longmen Tianque is the supreme wonder that the last true dragon has exhausted all its resources.
According to legend, by crossing the Longmen Tianque, you can trace your own bloodline, condense and sublimate it, and become a reality in half a step!
Crossing the Longmen Tianque, not only the physical body will be transformed, but the soul will also be sublimated.
It was supposed to be the creation of the Dragon Clan, but he, Liang Lugong, could actually see it at this moment.
Seeing it... does that mean I can get it?
Half a step into reality!
Isn’t it just a half-step of detachment?
The more I think about it, the more excited I become, and the more I think about it, the more excited I become.
Licking his lips lightly, Liang Lugong escaped and flew straight to the depths of the Bone Burial Sea.
Shang Fan has a chance, and Liang Lugong doesn't want to miss it!
Reaching the Eight Cauldrons of Mahayana has exhausted all Lianglu Gong's foundation.
If nothing unexpected happens, the realm of Bading is the fruit of Lianglu Gong's great achievements in this life.
Some people's Mahayana is Dacheng, while some people's Mahayana is to ride the wind and transform into a dragon.
Finally, Liang Lugong saw a chance to ride on the wind, how could he miss it?
When Lianglu Gong escaped, a group of big guys also entered the Bone Burial Sea one after another.
The wind is still blowing, and the crimson air is flying freely.
Imitate Liang Lu Gong, extract part of the crimson energy and incorporate it into the Dantian.
Immediately afterwards, all the big guys were no longer calm.
What is creation!
This is true creation!
Under the blessing of this energy, everyone is like a dragon!
At the moment of excitement, a group of overhauls hurriedly sent messages.
【quick! Quickly notify the Qilin son in the clan! The Bone Burial Sea is out of luck! 】
【What a great blessing! Half a step of detachment! If the immortals don’t come out, who can compete with them? 】
【quick! Quickly let me send Tianming Daozi to practice here! I will protect him personally! 】
[If he can obtain this blessing, he will have even more confidence in his future destiny! 】
[This opportunity cannot be missed, it will never come back, let him set off immediately! 】
Some monks are worried about the future of their sect and the future of their family.
Naturally, there are also monks who pursue their own strength and constantly transcend themselves.
[We can’t get the blessings of the Holy Continent, and we can’t even plot this Sea of Bones? 】
[The Bone Burial Sea is so big, I don’t believe that the great immortal continents can also encircle the entire Bone Burial Sea? 】
[The creation here belongs to the people of the world. This world belongs to the people of the world, not to the immortals! 】
【Immortal? Bullshit immortal! When I achieve half-step of transcendence, he will have to call me an immortal! 】
[The great times are coming, and I am not a black dragon in troubled times! 】
When the cultivators set off, the news took wings and spread throughout the nine realms in an instant.
Under the exaggeration of caring people, the story gradually went in an wrong direction.
……
The selfish fairy continent, the profit-seeking fairy, wants to deprive the holy continent of its good fortune.
Therefore, the immortals falsely accuse the Holy Continent of raising real demons, but in fact they are killing all the monks of the Holy Continent to seize the Holy Continent's heritage.
In the heart of an immortal, tens of millions of people, and the vast Holy Continent were directly reduced to hell on earth.
However, the heart of Shengzhou cares about the common people in the world!
The Holy Continent is a Holy Continent for the people of the world, not a Holy Continent for immortals!
The foundation of the Holy Continent turned into a dragon, imitating the actions of the real dragon back then, and was annihilated in the burial ground.
Although the Holy Continent is destroyed, its spirit is consistent with the way of the true dragon!
Zhongji Holy Continent gave the people of Jiuye a chance!
An opportunity to transform into a dragon and achieve half-step transcendence!
I still remember the words of the Prime Minister of Shengzhou back then.
——[I wish that in this world, everyone would be like a dragon! 】
Shengzhou is worthy of that holy word!
The creation of the Holy Continent will neither exist nor be destroyed by immortals!
But for the common people in the world, the Jiuye monks!
……
The news spread throughout Jiuye, and the world was shocked.
Going back to the root, it’s still the same sentence.
The world has been suffering for a long time. (End of chapter)
