There was a trace of pain and unwillingness in the indifferent and cold eyes in the sky. Everyone heard another roar in their ears, but there was no terrifying power anymore. The rest was just despair, and it disappeared like this.
There was a dead silence between the heavens and the earth, and there were bloodstains between the mouth, nose and seven orifices on the pale faces, and the eyes were full of horror.
The shadow of the abyss appeared too fast, and it spread out in a blink of an eye, covering it together with the altar. No one saw its origin. It came from Qin Yu's body.
So now all the eyes are gathered on the altar, and everyone subconsciously has thoughts, what happened
But there are two exceptions.
When the senior brother looked at Qin Yu, he didn't recognize his identity, but now he felt an inexplicable aura from him, as if facing the heaven and the earth, as if looking at the endless ocean - and a similar feeling, many years ago he followed the teacher's side, When he met a certain supreme master, he also had it.
Of course, it's only a little bit now, and it can't be compared to the horror of the blank thoughts that were almost static back then. But no matter how little it is, it still exists after all. Senior Brother is sure that his perception is correct, which means that the level is different.
Who is this person? Could it be the master handwriting? But the teacher once said that the master can't avoid the world because of the big conflict, and he won't easily intervene in the world's affairs... But more importantly, does he seem to have a relationship with Taoyuan
The second look came from Lei Xiaoyu. She is the only person here who can feel the changing process of Qin Yu's breath, so even though her eyes are looking at the same place as everyone else, the focus is different.
Because her intuition told her that the terrifying eyes of the sky that suddenly appeared and disappeared, although it gave the impression of lowering its head and locking on the black altar, its real target was the man not far from the altar!
A trace of chill poured out from the bottom of my heart, and then it turned into a little bit of fear. To be able to resist the giant eye in the sky with a single glance, without any damage to itself, what kind of strength does it need? Thinking about it more deeply, the darkness that erupted just now came from this person... If she didn't choose to wait and watch in silence before, but tried to do something, I'm afraid she would be swallowed in one bite, and then there would be no Then right
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Inside the altar, its eyes are still empty, and the light released by the scales around its body has become very dim due to the great loss of power.
"Time is also fate!" A sigh came out of its mouth. It was unwilling and depressed, but it was still calm.
After a pause, he said, "Can we fight?"
"If we can't fight, most of our power will be taken away. Even if you and I join forces, most of them will lose."
Said: "Is that so?"
He said again: "Of course not, and give this power to him for the time being, and find an opportunity to get it back in the future."
"You and I still have a chance?"
"Be patient, there will always be opportunities."
After a while of silence, it looked up and was imprisoned at the altar to this day, and there was a hint of sadness in its voice, "As for today's long torment, it seems that there is a chance to get out of trouble, and in the end, all the calculations have failed, and the wedding dress of others has been achieved. Sad and deplorable, how unfair and cruel the world is!"
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"You won." A voice suddenly sounded in Qin Yu's mind. He is now in the process of transformation. After a slight tremor, he woke up and immediately understood who the voice came from.
"It's just a chance meeting. It's not my intention to take away your life, but it's useless to explain things so far. I'll give you a happy feeling."
After a slight pause, the voice sounded again, "I originally thought that you would try to recruit, so confident that you can completely kill me? After all, I was born here, and in terms of controlling its power, I must be more powerful than you. powerful."
Qin Yu said: "What you said is right, but the general trend is on me."
Even though the corpse of the innate spirit contains power like mountains and seas, the body that has completed the rules is broken and then stood up, and there are "old turtles" and "stone towers" to help absorb it. No storm.
This is the trend!
The voice sighed softly, "You are right, so I lost, of course the loser will suffer the bitter consequences, not to mention that I made it myself."
"I didn't intend to do anything at first, but you spoke too directly, completely ignoring my sad and helpless heart, so I'll leave you a little trouble before I leave." Speaking of this, his voice suddenly became heavy Ning, "And put this power in your hands for the time being, and I will take it back in the future."
Just as Qin Yu frowned secretly and tried to do something, the voice disappeared.
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click-
click-
The deep cracking sound that revealed a bit of heavy breath broke the dead silence between heaven and earth, and also attracted everyone's eyes. After a short pause, their eyes widened, and then they showed shock and heat. Because at this moment, the black altar that was silently sitting in front of everyone suddenly began to shatter.
It must be the reason for that terrifying eye that appeared in the sky just now! Could it be said that the thing sealed in the altar is about to come out? The so-called treasures of heaven and earth all have their own spirituality, perhaps now, they have sensed the destined person.
Just don't know who this person is? No matter how hard they try to maintain their inner composure, they can't help but wonder, could it be me? Then my heartbeat suddenly became faster, and I only felt that my mouth was dry and my eyes turned red, but I couldn't even notice it.
Pieces of black fragments fell off the altar and did not hit the ground with a loud noise, but at the moment of falling off, they shattered and dissipated like foam and disappeared completely. So its huge body, after countless years, reappeared in the world and appeared in front of everyone.
The scarlet-red scales are like the purest and highest quality crystal in the world, carefully polished and carved, densely covering the surface of its winding body, showing smoothness and naturalness everywhere, as if it should be this one. The way it looks, or whatever it looks like, will give people this incomparably harmonious feeling. Between the chest and abdomen, it kept rising and falling gently, and he was still breathing, as if he would open his eyes in the next moment.
It is not a dragon, because it has no legs under its belly and no horns on its head, so it should be a snake, a very large snake. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard for everyone to imagine that there is still such a beautiful and majestic snake in this world, which makes people feel awe and feel extremely humble. Even if the giant dragon is beside it, it is like the inconspicuous stars under the light when the moon is in the middle of the sky, and it cannot be compared with it at all.
The breathing stopped suddenly, and then suddenly increased, and the chest rose and fell rapidly, making a sound like a worn-out bellows. Seeing the scene in front of them completely, everyone quickly stopped to appreciate the beauty and dignity of this big snake, because a thick and splendid ribbon was now connected to the comatose man not far from the big snake and the altar.
It didn't appear suddenly, but when the altar was broken, it seemed to break some kind of seal, and it was exposed to everyone's eyes. That is to say, this thick and gorgeous ribbon probably appeared when he was placed in front of the altar. And they were dazed and ignorant, like fools, watching all this happen under their eyes, but doing nothing.
Because what constitutes this thick and gorgeous ribbon is a kind of pure and powerful energy, so abundant that it makes people's hearts tremble. It's not excitement, it's anger, it's distressed, it's extremely intense, almost condensed into a substantive terrifying killing intent.
Thief, this damn, bold thief, he stole what belonged to me!
Although they didn't know that what appeared in front of the eyes with the broken altar was a legendary innate spirit, but when their eyes really fell on it, everyone could feel the desire that erupted from the depths of the soul, and there was even more to it. The urge to get it is so strong that it is almost unstoppable - get it, get it at all costs, as long as you succeed, you can realize all your ambitions!
Therefore, when the first eye fell, the big snake in front of him became everyone, and they all decided that it must belong to them, and whoever moved it would die! But now, not only did someone move, but they moved for a while, right under their noses. Under the double torture of anger and remorse, everyone's eyes became even redder at this moment.
And the night walk, it can be said that it is the reddest one in everyone's eyes. Not only because the path he took to kill and seek the Tao was easily influenced by the outside world, but also because he had a lot of ambition.
As the most famous young and talented practitioner in the Nether Holy Land, everyone has seen his brilliant or cruel and tyrannical side, but very few people know that Ye Xing's mother is just one of the most despicable slave prostitutes in the Nether Holy Land. .
The so-called slave prostitutes are female cultivators who are arrested in the expansion of the Netherworld Holy Land and who refuse to obey the discipline or hostile forces.
No one knew what happened. The Nether Saint was infected with one of the most despicable slave prostitutes, and what was even more unimaginable was that she was pregnant and gave birth to a boy.
Before the age of ten, the boy did not have a name. He watched his mother be tortured to death by three tyrannical Nether Night Army, and then he went crazy. Blood, all blood, red and warm, covered the ground and soaked the boy's body.
When he woke up again, he had his own name. He was Ye Xing, the heir apparent of the Nether Saint, and he became a respected existence in the Holy Land. No one dared to call him a bastard, and no one dared to beat him. Kick. His cultivation talent was astonishing, and he rose at a rapid rate, eventually making a name for himself in the Holy Dao circle, becoming a ghostly night walk that the world feared and feared.
Thirty years later, Ye Xing became the commander of the Nether Night Army. In one night, the internal riots were swept away, and the death and injury of the connected Zhulian exceeded one million. The piled up people's heads became mountains. , the miserable screams continued for a whole month. A month later, I walked out of the dungeon at night, and it is still a place where people's colors have changed in the Nether Holy Land.
Beneath the brilliance, is a twisted soul, Ye Xing swore that he would become the most powerful person in the world, stronger than his so-called father! But the stronger he becomes, the more clearly he can perceive how terrifying the difficulty of realizing this ambition is.
Before entering the Garden of Lost, Yexing made a lot of preparations, but he never expected the scene in front of him anyway.
When the words "Innate Spirit" jumped into his mind, all his scruples and forbearance were torn to shreds. He fell into a violent mind, and now there is only one last thought left - to seize the body of this spirit snake, all his ambitions can be realized!
Therefore, he is willing to do whatever it takes.
boom-
The rich blood light suddenly erupted from Ye Xing's body, and rose more than a hundred meters into the sky, like a raging blood flame, and then in the blood flame, a phantom appeared, cold, violent, and terrifying. , swept and erupted from the phantom!
He turned around, faced everyone, met their disbelieving and angry eyes, and roared in a low voice, "It's mine, whoever dares to step forward, die!"
With just one sentence and the phantom that released the terrifying aura, of course it was impossible to scare everyone away, especially in the current situation. At the moment when his voice fell, three people stepped forward at the same time, "Netherworld Yexing, you don't want to be too..." The first person to speak only said half of what he said, and Yexing shot. He raised his hand and shook it forward. Shadow moved.
bang—
bang—
bang—
The three great heads burst in an instant, red and white things splashed everywhere, and the viscous plasma sprayed from the headless neck, like three blood springs that suddenly burst.
Such a terrifying scene shocked everyone who was hot in their hearts, and their faces changed wildly when they subconsciously retreated.
Ye Xing's red eyes slowly swept across the crowd, "I said, whoever dares to take a step forward will die!"
Crazy, he's crazy!
Even if three people were killed in one hit, everyone looked at Ye Xing as if they were looking at him, a complete lunatic. Not to mention everyone, the Taoyuan Senior Brother and the Tiangong Prince are here, and they will never stand by and watch him monopolize the snake corpse.
Trying to challenge everyone with one's own strength is definitely courting death. But beyond everyone's expectations, in the silence, the Taoyuan Senior Brother and the Tiangong Crown Prince both frowned and did not move. Their eyes seemed to fall on the bloody flames above Ye Xing's heads, on the phantom.
This made everyone's heart tremble slightly. Could it be that there is something wrong with this phantom? It made them both feel so apprehensive.
The senior brother suddenly folded his hands and said, "Taoyuan disciple, pay homage to the Nether Saint!"
The Prince of Tiangong exhaled, "Tiangong Xushe, pay homage to the Nether Saint!"
In the blood flames, Xu Ying opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said lightly: "You two juniors have good eyesight."
This sentence is equivalent to admitting this matter, and everyone's eyes are wide and round, and the first thought is absolutely impossible. There is no holy way in the Garden of Lost... This is not just a sentence. After countless attempts over the years, no one has ever succeeded.
But now, they saw with their own eyes that the Nether Saint actually descended by projection. It is no wonder that the first disciple of Taoyuan and the Prince of Tiangong remained silent about what Ye Xing had done.
How could this be? Could it be that the Netherworld Holy Land has found a way to break the iron law of the Lost Garden? If this is the case... Everyone's heart sank and their eyes showed unwillingness. No matter how many people they had, how could they compete with Ye Xing. After all, the power of the true saint, even if it is just a projection, is by no means comparable to those little cultivators who do not enter the holy way.
But soon, as the Nether Saint opened their mouths, they discovered that what happened today was not what they thought.
In the blood flames, the ghostly figure of the Nether Saint lowered his head and his eyes fell on Ye Xing. It is difficult to describe his eyes at the moment, anger, surprise, and even a hint of appreciation. The complexity is mixed and intertwined. After a little silence, he spoke again, "Yixing, you Good courage, good tactics, worthy of being my son."
The crimson-eyed man in the night has calmed down now, but this calmness gives people a more terrifying feeling, like a gambler who has gambled on everything and has no way to retreat, so there is no need for fear or awe. .
He bowed slightly, "Thank you father for your compliment."
Nether Saint said: "Aren't you afraid?"
Ye Xing got up and said, "Success, my father can't kill me, if I fail, I will die here, and my father can't kill me, so why be afraid?"
"Hahaha, very good, very good! If you can really succeed, you will inherit the Nether Holy Land in the future."
If there is success, there may be failure. He did not say this result, but Ye Xing knew it in his heart.
It is also very difficult to commit suicide in front of the saint. The free and easy way he said before may not be successful. The high probability result... Once he fails, he will die extremely miserably.
After all, it is not only once or twice that the Nether Saint kills his sons with his own hands, and takes the precedent of tempering the Dao with Qinxin's killing intent.
But now, since he has taken this step, he cannot turn back.
Ye Xing closed his eyes, opened them again, and repeated the previous words for the third time, "It's mine, whoever dares to take a step forward, die!"