Ning Fan stepped on the thousand-foot sword light, splitting the power of the forbidden air all the way. After six breaths, the sword light rushed to the highest point of the seventh floor.

At the seventh breath, the sword light penetrated directly through the sky of the seventh level, passed through the turbulent flow of space, and rushed all the way to the eighth level.

At this moment, on the eighth floor, Ao Xuan and others were trying hard to break into the palace and cautiously moving towards the ninth floor.

In the sky, there are densely packed ice coffins, with a total of 43,000 coffins. There is not a single empty coffin, and all of them contain ancient corpses.

The entire eighth floor was deathly silent, not even the sound of wind. Even Ao Xuan and others who were marching did not dare to make a sound.

Ao Xuan was at the farthest back. At this moment, he had just passed through the 11th Palace on the eighth floor and arrived at the entrance of the 12th Palace.

The fourth ancestor reached the 26th palace, the second ancestor reached the 41st palace, and the first ancestor reached the 53rd palace. The fastest one was the seventh ancestor who had always been silent. At this moment, he had reached the 104th palace.

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He moves very fast, moving forward like a ghost. As he walks, he often leaves colorful afterimages behind.

He quickly passed through the 105th house, followed by the 106th, 107th, and 108th houses. Soon, he passed through the 111th house and reached the top of the eighth floor.

In the sky at the highest point, you can see a sea of ​​gray fog. This sea of ​​fog is extremely strange and can isolate all sounds. Even if you use your magical power within the sea of ​​fog, the ancient corpses from outside will not be able to detect it and will not hear a single sound.

In the center of the foggy sea, a huge dark green stone door hung high in the sky.

The stone gate is very old. I don’t know how many years it has existed. There is a totem of a huge eyeball carved on the door. The eyeball is half closed, and there is a faint gray light flowing on it. If you look closely, you will find that it is a series of gray runes.

There are quite a few, tens of thousands of them.

Those runes seemed to have an invisible deterrent effect. With Shimen as the center, within a radius of dozens of miles, no ancient corpse dared to approach.

This door is the only entrance to the ninth floor.

For the first seven floors, you only need to split the sky to enter the next floor. The eighth floor is different. You must open the stone door to enter the ninth floor.

Outside the stone gate, there is a broken stone tablet with lines of scriptures engraved in ancient immortal script.

Many of the words are incomplete and cannot be read, but there are still some sentences on the stone tablet that are relatively complete.

'My Yinmo Patriarch, who was a nine-generation barbarian god in the ancient barbarian world, was besieged by Zi Douxian Xiu. He escaped, was suppressed by the clone of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor, and was imprisoned in the Nine Heavens Tower. If he ever escapes, he vows to kill Zi Douxian.

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The coercion coming from the Shimen was too strong. The closer I got to the Shimen, the more difficult I felt every step forward.

The Seventh Patriarch followed the ancient bluestone road and went all the way deep into the center of the foggy sea. Only when he was a hundred feet away from the stone gate did he stop. His eyes scanned the ancient stele outside the stone gate, which was extremely deep for a moment.

"The passage leading to the ninth floor is not in the sky, but in this stone door. As long as you open this stone door, you can enter the ninth floor. Barbarian God Yin Mo is right there."

The Seventh Patriarch walked closer and tried to push the stone door, but he felt that the stone door was extremely heavy and could not be pushed open at all.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling appeared in the heart of the Seventh Patriarch, causing him to retreat immediately without any hesitation.

The stone door in front of him suddenly shook slightly, and the half-closed eyeball pattern on the door suddenly opened, his eyes full of ruthlessness, as if he could ignore all life and death in this world.

At the moment when his eyes opened, a voice came from the stone gate and sounded in the mind of the Seventh Patriarch.

"With your cultivation level of the first calamity of eternity, you are not qualified to enter the ninth level, please step back!"

Back off!

Back off!!

Back off!!!

The voice of Shimen was extremely majestic, but also full of contempt. It did not allow the Seventh Patriarch to step into the ninth floor, and it looked down upon the Seventh Patriarch's cultivation.

That voice echoed in the mind of the Seventh Patriarch, causing the Seventh Patriarch's sea of ​​consciousness to ache, but his eyes did not change much, and were still as deep as a ten thousand-foot deep pool of water.

"It's just a stone gate. It's just a little spiritual. It dares to look down on me. That's all. Let you see if I am qualified to step into this gate."

The Seventh Patriarch took a step forward, and his two heads, one crying and one laughing, opened their mouths at the same time, and sprayed out two black and red light beams as thick as the mouth of a bowl. It was the barbarian tribe's unique barbaric flash technique, and it blasted straight towards the stone door.

He was going to blow open the stone door with one blow!

The two wild flashing pillars suddenly divided into four in mid-air, and divided into more and more, four divided into eight, eight divided into sixteen, and in an instant they were divided into nine million lines.

The Seventh Ancestor pointed forward, and all nine million wild flashes hit the stone gate. The power of the blow was almost as powerful as the full blow of the Second Tribulation Immortal Lord. After receiving this blow, many cracks suddenly appeared on the stone gate, but

As gray runes lit up one after another, the cracks on the stone door immediately repaired themselves and remained intact as before.

"The blow just now is not enough to enter the ninth floor! This is not a place for you to come!"

Shimen shouted coldly, and two thousand gray runes flew out from the eyeball pattern on the door. The runes gathered together to form bursts of gray wind. In the center of the wind, four giant fire phoenix shadows appeared, surrounding them.

Burning with gray flames.

The four gray fire phoenixes chirped and fanned their fire wings together, and the gray sea of ​​fire immediately flooded towards the Seventh Ancestor. The gray fire was so terrifying that all the roads it passed along the way were burned to ashes.

Seeing this scene, the Seventh Patriarch's complexion changed slightly. If he did not leave this place, he would definitely be drowned by the sea of ​​fire. After taking half a step back, he raised his hand and pointed forward, and nine million wild flashes suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, merging with each other.

It condensed into a cold scimitar and slashed towards the sea of ​​fire.

With one slash, the sea of ​​fire in front of him was directly divided into two. The sword light moved forward unstoppably, and finally struck the stone gate with a fierce slash.

This time, there were more cracks in the stone door, but with the flash of gray runes, it was still repaired as before.

"It's still not enough!" Shi Men sneered slightly, seeming to be very disdainful of the power of the Seventh Ancestor's attack.

This stone gate is condensed with the energy of immortality. It has absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for countless years, and finally gave birth to a trace of spiritual wisdom.

Since the stone gate is condensed by the energy of immortality, it only takes a moment to repair itself after being damaged. It is almost impossible for an eternal immortal to blast open the stone gate head-on. Unless you encounter an immortal emperor-level powerhouse, one blow will cause insurmountable damage to the stone gate.

Repair the damage, otherwise the stone door will be difficult to break open by force.

"The clone of cause and effect appears!"

The Seventh Patriarch's eyes were still as calm as water. He flipped his hand, took out twelve black or white chess pieces, and flicked them forward.

After the chess piece flew a little distance, it suddenly transformed into a human form, turning into twelve white-haired old men wearing colorful Taoist robes, standing proudly.

The faces of these twelve old men are shrouded in seven-colored light, making it impossible to see clearly. Each one has a strength close to that of the Eternal Immortal Lord, and they are all the causal clones refined by the Seventh Ancestor.

One of the old men opened his mouth and inhaled forward, directly sucking a lot of the immortal energy in the Shimen into his belly, swallowing it and refining it. This weakened the Shimen a lot.

Another old man bit his finger and drew a crow totem in front of him. He muttered something, and the totem suddenly turned into crows. They bumped into the stone door without fear of death and blew up the stone door with self-destruction.

The other old men also showed their magical powers. In just a few breaths, the stone door suffered a lot of damage and was covered with cracks. It was almost shattered.

"It's interesting, but it's still not enough!" Shi Men said disapprovingly, and the runes on his body flashed. All the cracks were immediately repaired as before. No matter how the twelve colorful old men attacked, they could not break Shi Men.

"It's really tricky." The Seventh Patriarch frowned for the first time and took back all the twelve causal clones.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

The Seventh Patriarch flipped his hand and took out a ghostly soul flag. After thinking for a while, he held the soul flag and half-knelt under the stone gate.

This kneeling. The one kneeling was not Shimen, but the many barbarian gods from the ancient wilderness.

The ancient barbarians had many forbidden spells. Only by worshiping the barbarian gods and borrowing a little bit of the barbarian god's power from heaven and earth could they display the corresponding magical powers.

"The eleventh branch of the ancient barbarian world, Fan Mokong, a monk from the Fan family, prays to the barbarian gods in the sky to grant them the power of the barbarian gods."

After saying that, the Seventh Patriarch bit his finger and drew a huge blood formation in the air with his fingers. He shook the soul flag again, and millions of barbarian souls immediately flew out from the soul flag, all of which were trapped in the blood formation.

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These wild souls looked confused at first, but as time went by, they gradually regained some of their sanity.

The first to regain their consciousness were the souls of the barbarian monks. Some of the barbarian monks recognized the origin of the blood array in front of them and were shocked.

This blood formation is recorded in the ancient books of the wilderness. It is an ancient formation used by the ancient barbarians when they offered sacrifices to the barbarian gods.

According to legend, ancient barbarians were completely different from today's barbarians. They could extend their lifespan and gain strength through cultivation.

Legend has it that in ancient times, barbarians could set up sacrificial formations, and by offering sacrifices, they could borrow the power of the barbarian gods from heaven and earth to perform some special forbidden spells.

These legends are recorded in many ancient books, and some ancient books even retain formation diagrams, and many barbarian monks know about them.

It is a pity that the barbarians of later generations were unable to practice, and no one could set up a sacrificial formation to borrow the power of the barbarian gods in the world.

However, these barbarian monks still know the sacrifice formation to some extent! The formation in front of them is definitely the sacrifice formation, and they are being sacrificed!

"No! When my soul is taken away, I will be sacrificed as a sacrifice!" Some barbarian monks were shocked and told other barbarians what happened in front of them. Suddenly, millions of barbarians were in panic.

"What! We have become sacrifices! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Master Shangxian, where are you? Come and save us! Please!"

"Lord Immortal"

"Lord Zhao Jian"

Each barbarian looked desperate, knelt down in the blood array, and prayed with great piety.

They were once again in a desperate situation, and they were not sure whether they could survive this wild catastrophe.

They once believed in the barbarian ancestors, but that belief has been shattered. Now, they have only one person to believe in, a foreign immortal who saved them from the catastrophe.

The Immortal Zhao Jian is the last faith of these barbarians.

Whether they are old people or children, every barbarian is praying. They don't know whether the immortal will come to save them. They know that there is little hope, but they are not willing to do nothing and wait for death. It seems that the only way to pray is to pray.

Only then can the fear of facing death be reduced.

Master Shangxian, where are you?

We barbarians have been abandoned by heaven and earth and have gone through many disasters. You, please come and save us. If you come, we are willing to give our hearts and become your loyal servants.
To be continued...