Xuanhei Ancestor walked on the ground, wearing a black skeleton, spreading infinite evil spirits, and the jade color could be faintly seen, surrounded by Taoist rhyme, and the fierceness was also there, and two contradictory auras mixed together.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!

Every step that Xuanhei Ancestor caused a great earthquake, which seemed to contain unpredictable power. Each step was as heavy as a mountain, like a giant landing on the ground.

"Human monk, my barbarians are ordered by heaven. I will definitely suck your bones, peel your skin, and remove your muscles and bones!" The Xuanhei Ancestor's right hand, his fleshless hands, clasped into the eye sockets of the barbarian god, and black fog filled the sound of extremely vicious insults.

"Sir!" The fortress guard suddenly became born in fear and showed pain.

The barbarian god who had been killed was condensed with blood evil energy, and there was still a remnant. The last sound of curses was not used in the language of the Yangji Realm, but in the power of colluding with the rules with his own strength.

The monks fighting here all understood that this battlefield was one of the bloody battles between the Yangji Realm and the barbarians. The realm was already dead, but instead, it became a special place because of the interweaving war.

Every inch of land here is like the strongest rock. The ordinary innate Taoist body cannot be crushed, and the rules are even more shattered.

There is no so-called great way in this realm, but a broken world.

In such a special realm and being killed, the remaining blood evil energy can make the sound of rules with one's own strength.

It is conceivable how terrifying this barbarian god was during his lifetime, and how strong the Xuanhei Ancestor who was able to kill him was.

"Please control the blood evil of this barbarian god!" The guard said in pain.

Even if the fortress guards are in the realm of the innate Taoist body, this is also a special requirement for entering a bloody battle.

Every year, the Heavenly Court recruits a group of such monks, most of whom have extraordinary inheritance. Of course, some monks who have committed sins will also enter bloody battles and enter here, which means life and death are destined.

Among them are peerless geniuses who regard bloody battles as a kind of tempering and walk out of their own path.

These guards are inconspicuous in the fortress, but when placed in ordinary realms, they are also a hero.

"Noisy! The waste I've been peeled and cramped, I'll absorb your bloody energy and train my holy bones. When I reach this point, I'm still uneasy!"

The Xuanhei Patriarch paused and looked at the head of the barbarian god in his hand. His face darkened. Although it was just a skeleton and had no face, the emotions he showed should be like this.

He directly stuffed the head in his hand into his mouth, and saw the head of the barbarian god emitted endless black and red mist, and endless evil aura condensed, but the skeleton mouth of the Xuanhei Ancestor suddenly moved his upper and lower jaw bones.

Kick!

After a crisp sound, the head of the barbarian god turned into a snack of Xuanhei Ancestor and swallowed it in one bite.

The Xuanhei Ancestor moved his upper and lower jaws slightly, looked at the two guards with bleeding from the corners of his eyes, and said lightly, "Do not!"

Although the two guards were angry, they did not dare to show it.

There is never a place where bloody battles are tolerated. It is the real strong that is respected, and those who have pursuits in their hearts or who have strength will not stay in the fortress.

The ancestor Xuanhei walked into the fortress and headed straight to the center. When the ancestor Xuanhei was in the fortress, the Taoist rhyme rose all over his body and kept flowing all the time. It turned out that this step of entering the fortress was two heavens and earth, with the fortresses spreading large arrays, which could provide feedback on the origin of the boundary of the anode realm here.

In the center of the fortress, there is a blue rainbow that penetrates straight into the sky.

"Only the Emperor of Heaven can do such a great cause." Xuanhei Ancestor looked at the far sky. Even though he was as strong as him, he muttered to himself at this moment, and he felt a little more awe.

Reverence of the power of awe is the basic quality of every cultivator in the place of bloody battles.

When you came to the center of the fortress and found the guardian priest, Xuanhei Ancestor turned his hand and several powerful barbarians should appear.

The bloody battle is a life-threatening life. Even the strong immortals have only half the vitality, but there are still monks joining and constantly joining it. The most important reason is that the bloody battle is controlled by the Emperor of Heaven, and is for future plans and the accumulated military achievements can be exchanged for rare treasures in the world.

Even magical medicines that can greatly improve the cultivation of the strong immortals, not to mention that there are many immortal weapons and treasures.

Xuanhei Ancestor had a stack of scalps in his hands, and there were stars like a star on the center of his eyebrows. This was the power system of the barbarians. The barbarians took their body to the extreme. Every step further, they could condense a star in the middle of their eyebrows. Before, the barbarian god was the nine stars, and they were also the top power among the barbarians.

Of course, above the Nine Star Barbarian God, there are also peak strong people who satisfy the needs of the ultimate strong people who suppress the racial fortune.

The peak powerful man took action ten thousand years ago and was killed half of his body by the Emperor of Heaven. If he had not returned to the original realm of the barbarian race and had the power of the boundary, he would have been able to kill him on the spot.

The past flashed one by one in the thoughts of the Xuanhei Ancestor, and then, there seemed to be a flash of light in his empty eye sockets.

"What happened?" A trace of doubt arose in the heart of the ancestor Xuanhei. A strong man like him had his own insights, but for some reason, he thought of many past events.

The priest checked the spoils of Xuanhei Ancestor, one nine-star barbarian god, and several eight-star barbarian strongmen. On the contrary, there was only one seven-star. The priest guarding the priest recorded his achievements.

The Xuanhei Ancestor nodded slightly and did not leave much.

For example, the ancestors of powerful sects come from the battlefield, and they are no longer just for treasures, but need a battlefield to experience their own avenue.

The call of a bloody battle is different from that of ordinary sects. Sects such as the Nine Dao Sect often have a complete and secure way forward within, which can ensure that the strong people appear frequently. Although there is not much fluctuation, they have a safe victory.

Even if the true disciples of powerful sects practice across the boundary, they will use special secret techniques to use their clones and souls to go there like the dead Taiyin Saint.

The strong sects do not provide cultivators in the innate Taoist realm, but are the best among them. The strong ones who enter the great success of the Tao and enter the immortal realm are the top priority.

This is also the greatest value of the Nine Dao Sects. When they grow to the realm of immortals, they have seen all the prosperity, pursue the way forward, and enter the place of bloody battles, which is more than ten million times stronger than the ordinary innate Taoist body.

When Xuanhei Ancestor returned to his palace, he often went out to the fortress for many years, and there were no disciples serving him in the place of bloody battles, but he was still under maintenance and would not be abandoned.

Xuanhei Ancestor opened the palace and found someone sending a message to him. He sank slightly, knowing that his whim was not without cause.

The person who sent the message was the ancestor Yueque, who had fought with the ancestor Xuanhei, but that was five thousand years ago, and it was not in the realm at that time.

The Xuanhei Ancestor and the Yueque Ancestor are not disciples of the same era, but they are both born in the Nine Dao Sects and have left the way to deliver messages.

But when Xuanhei Ancestor went out to fight, he would not slackew on any items that would let his clones be left, and even the sound transmission equipment was left behind.

"The dry bones actually died." After reading the letter, Xuanhei Ancestor was a little surprised.

The Taoist Kujiu has been the head of the Holy Sword Sect for too long, and even the Xuanhei Ancestor would call him the Ancestor.

But the ancestor Xuanhei was not sad. In his eyes, the only thing that Taoist can say about the dry bones was his age.

Then the ancestor Xuanhei found the sect's message transmission equipment and found that there was indeed a letter on it. "I suddenly had some thoughts when I killed the barbarian god this time and returned to the fortress. It seems that I should be here."

According to the plan, the ancestor Xuanhei was still away for half a year, but after killing the barbarian god, he suddenly felt that he went straight back to the fortress, which was a response.

"I don't care whether the Taoist Daoist is alive or not, but I can't ignore the inheritance of the Holy Bones Sect."

The great elder of the Holy Sword Sect who passed on the letter to the Xuanhe Patriarch was similar to the Yueque Ancestor, but they were still different in the details. One is that the two people have different concerns, and the other is that even the great elder of the Saint Sword Sect doesn't know whether the Xuanhe Patriarch is alive.

Since leaving the sect many years ago, the ancestor Xuanhei has not only tempered himself in the bloody battle, but also has been in the Heavenly Court. Even if he experiences the worldly affairs, he has never returned to the Holy Sword Sect.

"The Emperor of Heaven has a ban, but the inheritance crisis is now, and the Emperor of Heaven is not here." Xuanhei ancestor murmured to himself. He knew that the Emperor of Heaven still had a clone, but he pretended not to know.

The Xuanhei Ancestor can ignore ordinary things. The Xuanhei Ancestor has not touched the sect's message transmission equipment for many years. Even the priority level is subconsciously given a higher priority to the fellow Taoist Fairy Yueque.

Even if there is chaos within the Holy Sword Sect, he can just laugh it off.

Only inheritance cannot be carried out.

The Xuanhei Ancestor did not delay any more. In the name of revision, he applied to the priest to return to the Heavenly Court. Then he waited until other strong men were transferred to this fortress and the war was not hindered, and the Xuanhei Ancestor left.

And this has been a few days.

Inside the Heavenly Court.

The ancestor of Yueque closed his eyes to rest, and no one spoke at the head of the Nine Dao Sect. A few days were like a small meeting for them.

Wait until a vicious aura that made everyone's eyes turn fell from the sky and filled every corner of the divine palace.

Everyone except the ancestor Yueque was shocked and changed drastically.

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Cathode Realm.

Since An Han transcended, because of the different levels of the original sea, the flow rate of time is not needed, and several years have passed since the anode realm.

"An Han Chaoqian, but fortunately he finally destroyed the price of the cross-border domain." Yan Hao looked at the mysterious man named Gu and said with a smile.

"With the support of the Wild Beast Clan, he has acted more cautiously than before, and he can finally be much easier." Yan Chen nodded.

They didn't know An Han's transcendence experience. On the one hand, they were not strong enough to transcend their own realm. They were just separated by a crystal wall of the realm. They were not able to spy on it. On the other hand, Wei Long did not tell them.

Wei Long is not idle now, and is busy gathering his own achievements.

This is a period of empty window. The Emperor of Heaven chased and killed the public enemy of the realm. Because the Emperor of Heaven and the public enemy of the realm are unknown, there is obviously no reversal. If you have this opportunity, you will naturally not let it go.

This means that the nominal Lord of the Heavenly Court in the Yangji Realm is not there, and ordinary grievances are calculated based on grievances.

When the Emperor of Heaven came, there would be more variables. Wei Long had already been involved in the peak road and had the strength to compete, but it was still a problem to win a complete Beimingzhou.

Yan Hao could not work on these things, so Wei Long did not inform him.

Of course, Yan Hao also has an important task, which is to bring the cathode realm into the overseas layer of the origin.

Wei Long had known about the gullies between the realms, but he was the master of the cathode realm, and he had spatial coordinates inside. The cathode realm was still rising, so his own potential was not small. He was once the foundation of the Demon Mountain and was also ranked at the overseas layer of the origin.

The level gap between the sea of ​​origin is like a natural barrier, but the outermost layer and the outer layer are not like the barrier between the outer layer and the middle layer.

The most important thing is Yan Hao. As the Holy Emperor, the human race is full of luck, and with the sacrifice of his immortal bones, transcending the world is not empty talk.

These arrangements will not be effective at first, but will be of great use in the future.

Wei Long felt something faintly, so he protected the cathode realm very well and did not involve the upper realm as much as possible.

The West of the Human Race.

Yan Hao and Yan Chen stood side by side in the sky, and around them, there were seven super power lords, and those who died in battle had also made up for it.

"At least two years, the Snow God King should be able to overcome the thunder tribulation. Now the power of the Immortal Thunder Tribulation has been reduced by more than three points, and it is almost returning to normal levels." Yan Hao said.

"At that time, I'm afraid it's not just this one." Yan Chen was wearing a mask, and he couldn't tell his happiness, but his tone was still a bit happy, "Once there is a start, the human race's strength will greatly improve."
To be continued...