The bloodline levels of the spirit world are in order of human level, earth level, heaven level, king level, respect level, and emperor level!
The blood of the king level is enough.
However, the mysterious bloodline on Jiang Shaoyang's body is like a scorching sun, and his eyes are like sky light!
The entire Qingming Island, the ground is shaking, everyone can feel the pressure of this horrible flood!
Hong Yaotian stared at Jiang Shaoyang in horror. In his divine sea, the venerable weapon was sealed with the remnant of the tiger's soul. An ancient tiger, a little restless, let out a low roar, and the roar sounded in Hong Yaotian's mind.** !
"Who are you! Who are you—"
who are you!
It seems that the world is staring at Jiang Shaoyang and questioning him!
In Jiang Shaoyang’s eardrums, there was also an ethereal voice, his expression was calm, the silver beam still pierced hundreds of miles, illuminating a sea, a scorching sun phantom, shining ten kinds of flames, red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, gray, flames The light is so hot, the ground under your feet, the vegetation withered, scorched and burnt!
Jiang Shaoyang lowered his head, stared at the ground, and muttered: "Who am I? I am the outcast picked up by Sect Master Ye Chen in the wind and snow! I am me, Jiang Shaoyang!"
In the palm of his hand, a piece of turquoise flawless jade pendant was transformed, with the word ginger engraved on it.
What is ginger? Which ancient clan is it
"I am myself, I am Jiang Shaoyang, but I am also very confused, who am I? Who am I?"
Jiang Shaoyang's body trembled slightly, his eyes dull and blank.
Jiang Shaoyang's eyes gradually began to turn red.
He never asked his origin. He always felt that there was a mysterious power hidden in his consciousness, protecting him. Every time he questioned this mysterious power, who he was, he always got the same answer: "You It's you!"
But his bloodline, until now, anyone who has seen it is shocked, no one can surpass it. He can't distinguish his bloodline level, but he feels that there are two forces entangled in his body, one to kill him and the other to kill him. Protect him!
He raised his head, stared at the gloomy sky, and yelled: "My God—"
"Crack—"
This roar drove his powerful bloodline even more violently, shaking Qingming Island even more violently, and the weak were directly crushed to the ground. In the Lingyuan realm, all the strength of the body was restrained!
On the surrounding sea, the tides receded one after another, and fell layer by layer. The hideous and terrifying face instantly became distorted, and then disappeared in smoke!
Jiang Shaoyang's aura burns violently, in the later stage of the Spirit Seal Realm, peak, and complete! Half Abyss Realm!
His horrible improvement scared everyone, and all the aura particles on the entire Qingming Island seemed not enough for him to absorb!
This is a genuine promotion, Jiang Shaoyang, as fierce as a tiger, is climbing towards the Lingyuan Realm!
"Boom!"
He stepped on the ground and Du Yuen Long was hit by a huge force and rolled out like a ball.
I saw everyone's horrified and pale faces, dumbfounded, scared to death, not human!
boom-
Jiang Shaoyang's body, front and back, with six scorching sun totems, is particularly dazzling, and his strength continues to climb upward, and the aura of a hundred miles around, seems to be emptied by him in an instant!
Finally, in the Banyuan Realm, Jiang Shaoyang's realm stopped.
Jiang Shaoyang red eyes, glaring at the sky, stroked his hands in the air, and began to draw his own pattern!
"Whhhhhh..."
Turning your hands into clouds, covering your hands as rain, in one breath, gather the Hundred Dao King-level formation patterns!
These formation patterns are connected in a blink of an eye, enough to block the Lingyuan Realm!
The gossip Taiji diagram, the huge ancient formation diagram, naturally flickered in all directions, everything was suppressed, Jiang Shaoyang's strength surpassed the limit in a short period of time!
Above this sky, the dark clouds seemed to be torn apart by some light, revealing the bright moonlight, but the moonlight was not beautiful, but it was a pattern of bleeding red outline, like a demon god, occupying the sky!
"Magic..." a word suddenly floated out of Jiang Shaoyang's mind. He was startled, his eyes were blank, and he blurted out: "I, hate the devil... I, hate the sky?"
"what-"
He let out a roar, lost control, screamed and pressed a palm on the ground, thousands of formation patterns flew out, condensing the four directions, blessing the power of the sixth-order formation diagram, Bagua Taiji diagram, and sealing the entire Qingming Island firmly. Live, cover everything!
"Puff..." There were several spiritual deep realm experts who couldn't bear it, vomiting blood, knelt on the ground, trembling all over, shaking violently!
They stared at Jiang Shaoyang who was crazy, but they didn't dare to look at those eyes that could penetrate the world!
At the same time, in Xanadu, the Wolf King was meditating quietly, waiting for Lan Yuan to absorb his master's purple and gold halo, but he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and stared toward the north!
"Who?" A question was born in the heart of Wolf King.
The heart of the wolf king, bang bang bang, began to beat, as if there was a kind of coercion, thousands of miles away, it resonated with him!
The wolf king's eyes opened wider and wider, raised his head, and screamed up to the sky: "There is no way in the sky-my master almost became the eleventh real god of the spirit world! It is you, the cruel race, who attacked him, despicable! "
The Wolf King clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and his face was grim and gloomy: "Demon Spirit Continent, Hallowed Continent! Huh..."
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Three days later, Qingming Island—
Jiang Shaoyang was unconscious, a sharp knife stuck to the ground, and the pressure of the venerable weapon shocked everyone from approaching.
Hong Yaotian sat cross-legged beside him, closed his eyes and concentrated. Many people around him had their eyes condensed, their lips were chapped, and their bodies could not help shaking slightly. The scene three days ago left them with lingering fears.
Jiang Shaoyang's terrifying bloodline made everyone unable to see clearly and couldn't figure it out. It seemed difficult to find the royal bloodline in the spirit world.
The vast ocean became calm again within a few days, the sky gradually improved, and finally a clear sky appeared.
At this moment, on the bottom of the sea, the two bodies are tightly entangled by vines, and golden light forms a protective film to wrap them. Otherwise, they will be breathless in the water for three days and nights, I am afraid that they will be suffocated.
And these rays of light come from the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda.
Among the two figures, the young man's fingers trembled slightly, his eyes were about to open, Luo Xingchen, who was in a coma for three days and three nights, he was about to wake up.
When these eyes were fully opened, the golden pupils stared at the underwater world clearly.
This is a dead sea, there are no creatures, and it is hard to see even a single aquatic plant.
Only under the reefs, there seemed to be broken blades, rusty and devoid of aura.
He wanted to get up, but it was so hard. These vines were blood red with sharp thorns. Everywhere in his body, he had been penetrated, and everything was stained with blood.
This should be, not a creature, perhaps, it is a dead thing, like a ghost from hell, making Luo Xingchen resist and resist from the heart!
"Crack!" Luo Xingchen gritted his teeth, his eyes were cracked, his eyes were red, he was on the bottom of the sea, and he let out a roar: "Ah—"
The seventh layer of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, open! Three divine bones, golden brilliance, illuminating the underwater world!
"Great Annihilation—"
With this roar, the aura around him flew from far away, and was condensed by Luo Xingchen's consciousness, forming a black awn, which instantly melted all these blood-red vines!
Luo Xingchen stood up tremblingly, scanning the ocean with his eyes.
He took his steps slowly, wherever he went, there was golden light wrapped around him, he could breathe, but the water could not enter.
Step by step, he looked back and forth, only to see the sea, which was so cold to the bone, with countless cracks in the ground, and the blood-red color was the mainstream of this underwater world.
The vines on Ren Changqing's body were also melted, but the golden light wrapped him, and he was not affected by the Great Annihilation.
Luo Xingchen looked back at Ren Changqing, he didn't even think about it, so he summoned the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda and put Ren Changqing's body in.
Afterwards, Luo Xingchen's thoughts retracted the Great Zhou Tian Tower, and he continued to walk on the bottom of the sea, his body was a little vacant and swayed.
Closing his eyes, Luo Xingchen drew out the ink wheel knife, the sword intent was condensed, the third level of the crazy sword art, the waves rushed into the sky!
"boom-"
The strong blade force condensed into a ten-foot-wide field, destroying a piece of reef, and slicing the blood-colored earth into a larger hole. The power of this blow is able to obliterate the ordinary Half-Environment frontally and sharply!
With the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body unable to advance, Luo Xingchen finally made a breakthrough.
He opened his eyes again, closed the knife and moved forward, his eyes continued to scan the seabed, he saw countless mountains of gloomy bones.
The white bones are of different shapes, large and small, some are not human bones at all, but it reminds Luo Xingchen of his own puppet blood slaughter.
Luo Xingchen looked up, only to see the gloomy currents, endless, the depth of this sea seemed to be nearly ten thousand feet!
With a trace of curiosity, he didn't want to leave. He continued to walk forward. There was still a boring scene in front of him. He couldn't see the edge, broken blades, broken piles of skeletons. Back then, there must have been a battle between humans and demons. The extent of this is no less than that of the battle in Zhongyuan Continent.
The Saint Demon Sea, the Saint Demon Sea, has fallen into countless domain master realms, and the eleventh-order demon kings are naturally disastrous.
This legend emerged in his mind. Luo Xingchen couldn't help but think of the ancient ruins on the Wuji Mountain when he first entered. A voice from the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda told him, "Yu Pagoda, demons!"
Master Feng Henxi told him that the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda is infinitely mysterious, is it still closely related to the demons
When Luo Xingchen walked all the way, not knowing how far he went, he finally saw a different scene.
Chains from all directions, extending to the cracks in the ground, can't tell where their origins are.
Each of these chains is as thick as an arm.
Luo Xingchen showed his sharp edge, once again pulled out the ink wheel knife, gathered the waves and rushed into the sky, slashing out wildly!
"Ding!"
As a result, his sword light violently hit these chains, and the power was instantly disintegrated and was useless.
At this moment, a group of red clouds slowly condensed in these chains, and the blood-colored faces were grim and terrifying, and they let out a stern howling: "Oh—ah—"
This sound caused Luo Xingchen to frown. He suddenly found that his heart was beating violently.
"laugh!"
In the Shenhai, the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda took the initiative to fly out, and he didn't move any thoughts.
The Great Zhou Tian Pagoda showed a huge figure of tens of meters, and it was severely suppressed!
"Boom..."
A heavy muffled sound spread on the ground. Then, these bloody faces disappeared and disappeared in an instant...