After hearing Emperor Taijing's words, everyone's spirits were lifted.
Without hesitation, they moved on.
boom!
The stars are burning, and the sea of pale green flames is mixed with the aura of disaster, making it look more and more dangerous.
In this regard, Emperor Taijing no longer held back, and suddenly sacrificed another innate spiritual treasure. It was shaped like a clay pot, with a rough surface. It was engraved with mysterious patterns such as flowers, birds, insects, fish, ancestors' sacrifices, etc., and it was filled with the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.
At this moment, as soon as the clay pot appeared, it made a buzzing sound and spurted out streaks of water, like a Milky Way that rolled out backwards, huge and immeasurable.
Wow...
In that chain of galaxies, a series of phantoms of gods and demons suddenly emerged. They were sacred and arrogant. They were stationed in all directions and were able to resist and neutralize all attacks from all around!
Suddenly, everyone felt that the pressure on their bodies suddenly decreased, and they felt relaxed.
"The jar of ancient barbarians!"
Those in the Ancestral God Realm were amazed when they recognized this innate spiritual treasure inherited from the Shaohao clan. This treasure is like a natural breeding ground for barbarian gods. It can completely refine the opponent into a "barbarian god" for his own use. It is mysterious and unpredictable. .
Seeing this, Emperor Taijing couldn't help but feel proud. This Ancient Barbarian Jar was one of his trump cards. It had been tempered for nearly nineteen thousand years, and the number of "Barbarian Gods" sealed in it was above. Thousands!
Most of these barbarian gods were refined by prisoners captured by the Shaohao clan. Their lowest cultivation level was at the level of the spiritual god, accounting for nearly half of them. The number of "barbarian gods" with the power of the ancestor god realm accounted for nearly 20%. , the remaining 10% are ferocious beasts, divine birds, etc. with various unique powers.
The "Barbarian Gods" used to fight at this time all have the cultivation level of the Ancestral God Realm, and they are dead animals that have been sacrificed. They can be said to be invulnerable to water and fire, and are not afraid of any disaster. They are suitable for use here. Play an unexpected role.
Rumble~~
This starry sky is undulating, the green divine flames are roaring, and the stars are burning in cycles, producing a power that can destroy the heaven and the earth.
But at this time, there was nothing they could do about Emperor Taijing and his party.
Soon, the group of them passed through this dangerous area, and the surrounding scene became deadly silent and gloomy again.
The burning stars were still, the green divine flames were no longer raging, and even the aura of disaster in the air seemed to be silent.
All that was left was a dead silence, quiet and mysterious.
Seeing this, Emperor Taijing stopped abruptly, his eyes flashing coldly.
"Um?"
"This is where?"
"We seem...lost our way!"
"How could this be? Are we trapped in a restriction?"
Those strong men in the Ancestral God Realm were frightened and stopped, their vigilance reaching the extreme.
"careful!"
Emperor Taijing seemed to have noticed something, his face suddenly changed, he shouted in a deep voice, and suddenly took out the jar of ancient barbarians in his hand.
Moo…
Almost at the same time, with a dragon's roar that shook the surroundings, a huge dragon head emerged from the starry sky in the distance. The dragon's horns were like mountains, the dragon's whiskers were like waterfalls hanging from the sky, and the dragon's eyes were like a pair of bright and scorching suns, suddenly locking together. Everyone.
In an instant, everyone including Emperor Taijing felt cold all over, and their expressions changed drastically.
The extremely dangerous atmosphere is overwhelming...
Seven days later.
Chen Xi's whole body was filled with wisps of faint purple divine light, overflowing like a dream, enveloping his whole body, giving him a quiet and distant aura.
In his body, the blood boiled like molten slurry, rumbling and roaring like thousands of furious waves roaring in the sea, constantly tempering his body.
boom! boom! boom!
Above this silent starry sky covered with snow-white dragon carcasses, there was a roar like two sacred mountains constantly colliding, shaking the surrounding areas.
Those sounds were all released by the power of Qi and blood in Chen Xi's body. They seemed extremely majestic and also not offensive. If not, I'm afraid this "Ten Thousand Dragon Tombs" would have been disturbed and cause unpredictable disasters. No.
"This boy is really amazing. This blood refining and divine art is a secret method of the Holy Witch that has survived from the last era. It is completely different and incompatible with the methods of this world. I didn't expect that he would be able to enter the door so easily..."
On one side, Lao Bai, who had been staring closely at Chen Xi, could not help but have a hint of admiration in his eyes at this moment.
He knew very well that Chen Xi's divine body had been tempered by Shenyan Mountain's "Zhou Tianxing Slaughter Body Training Technique" and "Kunpeng Treasure Technique" as well as many powers of the Dao. It had long been close to the Dao, just like the embryo of the Dao. .
It is precisely with such a solid foundation that he can practice this "Blood Refining God Control Technique" so easily, which can be said to be a matter of course.
"Old Bai, this method of refining blood like pulp and feeding back the spiritual foundation is really unfathomable. Can you also teach it to me and practice it?"
Xiaobao, the golden-eyed macaque, looked on with salivation and couldn't help but ask Lao Bai for advice.
"you?"
Lao Bai glanced sideways at Xiaobao, shook his head and said, "The method taught to you by that temple master can be said to be extremely beautiful and unparalleled in the world, but you still miss this method from the last era. So greedy."
"Just tell me if you can."
Xiaobao scratched his head and ears anxiously.
"Chen Xi is able to practice this method because his fate is covered up, which is enough to avoid the prying eyes and control of this life's calamity, and you..."
Lao Bai curled his lips and said, "If you practice this method, you are seeking your own death. The so-called fate of the past life, the calamity of the future life, and the things left over from the last era are not necessarily all good things."
Hearing all this, Xiaobao was shocked and glanced at Lao Bai suspiciously, but finally extinguished the glimmer of hope in his heart.
While they were talking, Chen Xi's aura suddenly subsided, and the boiling energy and blood in his body returned to his clan, quietly dormant and silent.
"It seems that in another hour or so, the sequelae left by his explosive energy-killing god-killing technique will be completely recovered."
Lao Bai nodded secretly.
"Um?"
Xiaobao seemed to have noticed something, a golden luster suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "Someone is coming!"
In an instant, Chen Xi was also alarmed. He woke up from his practice and almost subconsciously ran the secret pattern of the forbidden path, completely covering him, Xiaobao, and Lao Bai.
Buzz!
Almost as soon as Chen Xi finished all this, a circle of ripples suddenly appeared in the starry sky covered by the "Ten Thousand Dragons Tomb", and several figures appeared.
The leader is none other than Emperor Taijing!
But at this time, he was panting, his face was livid and ugly, his clothes were torn and stained with blood, and his whole body looked like an ancient ferocious beast that had been injured and angered, and his aura was terrifying.
Not only Emperor Taijing, but also the four powerful Ancestral Gods around him had extremely different expressions, with water dripping from their gloomy faces.
A full seven days!
They were trapped in the "World of Mirage" and were attacked by the mirage almost all the time.
With Emperor Taijing's combat power, control of two innate spiritual treasures, and the support of more than a dozen powerful ancestor gods, he was no match for that mirage dragon!
This battle was too miserable. Within seven days, nine strong Ancestral Gods on their side could not hold on and were killed on the spot. The losses were so heavy that they even felt desperate.
Even when they arrived at the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons, they still had an unreal feeling and their hearts were palpitating.
"terrible… "
Someone murmured, his face livid.
"You shouldn't have come here until now. Rumor has it that no one has survived here since ancient times!"
Some people are filled with regrets.
Seeing this, Emperor Taijing became calm. He glanced around and remained silent for a long time before he said indifferently: "At this time, is there any possibility of regret?"
Everyone was silent. Of course they knew that the matter had come to this, and they could not regret it at all. It was just that they could not calm down for a while.
"Since you can't regret it, just keep moving forward!"
Emperor Taijing spoke one word at a time, with a touch of determination in his voice, "If my deduction is correct, the starry sky in front of you is the area known as the 'Ten Thousand Dragons Tomb'. As long as you cross this place, you will reach the Ancestral Dragon Taoist Master." The location of the ossuary."
After a pause, he continued: "And this means that that supreme opportunity is close at hand!"
Everyone was shocked and glanced around. The originally depressed and low mood gradually became hot again.
"But... we haven't found any trace of the target so far. It seems a little inappropriate to focus all our attention on finding opportunities."
Someone hesitated for a moment and spoke in a low voice.
Everyone was startled, their expressions changing.
Yes, they came here to hunt that kid, but so far they haven't even found a trace of him. If this were spread back, the big shots in the clan might not be able to spare them.
"Do you think that kid has died here long ago? After all, even we have suffered heavy losses. That kid is weak and is definitely far inferior to us."
Someone pondered and analyzed.
"Even if he is alive, he is destined to be unable to escape from here. We cannot let him lead us by the nose."
Someone said with a gloomy face.
Emperor Taijing couldn't help but frown when he heard all the discussions, and said in a deep voice: "How long do you plan to discuss here?"
Everyone's expressions were stagnant, and they were as silent as cicadas.
"Set off!"
After speaking two words softly from his lips, Emperor Tai Jing glanced at everyone coldly, then his figure flashed and flew away into the distance.
Seeing this, the others looked at each other and quickly followed.
"Be careful and don't touch those dragon bones, otherwise I won't be able to save you!"
"Go this way, there is a unique aura in front of you, go check it out."
While flying away, Emperor Taijing gave instructions to everyone so as not to cause disaster by accident, and soon they disappeared deep into the vast starry sky.
From the beginning to the end, they had not noticed that beneath a dragon skeleton not far from them, their every word and deed had already been seen.
"One emperor, four powerful ancestor gods..."
After a moment, Chen Xi frowned and said, "It seems that we have to hurry up and get on the road. If those guys get that opportunity, it will be difficult to take it back."
"Chen Xi, please promise to help me, ancestor."
Lao Bai quickly interjected.
"It's natural."
Chen Xi nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go, my cultivation has almost recovered."
(End of chapter)