On top of the boulder altar, the seawater cannot penetrate.

A boulder that cannot be damaged by even the Wuma nine-lined sword, but there are dense cracks, and a large pit with a diameter of several hundred meters is sunken downward. In the big pit, there was crimson blood to the extreme, like a little lake of blood.

As if in the distant past, a mass of blood dripped from the sky and smashed the megalithic altar like this.

The blood lake is not shocking.

What shocked me was the sword island in the center of Blood Lake.

A small island full of swords of all kinds. There are six handles, which emit a dazzling divine light, and escape a terrible power comparable to the gods. Any monk in the Great Holy Realm understands that it is a six-handed artifact-level sword.

There are also thirteen-handled swords. On the sword body, the Supreme Inscriptions flow and release the Supreme Air.

Thirteen sacred holy swords.

Even more shocking is that the sky above the Blood Lake, in the dark sea, has dense stars, like an infinite starry sky.

Everyone knows that there are many planets floating in this sea.

However, those planets did not glow at all, and they could not be seen anywhere else in the source temple. Why are they all here?

Starry sky, blood lake, sword island.

There are distant, strange and strange buildings hidden in the mist.

Under such circumstances, how can we not be shocked?

After suppressing the shock in her heart, Gu Shejing unfolded the Rakshasa wing on her back, broke the wind, and flew to Sword Island.

Just reached above the Blood Lake.

Her body was out of control and she fell suddenly.

The blood lake below brought Gu Shejing an unprecedented sense of fear. His eyes were filled with blood, and his heart suffered a huge shock, as if thousands of invisible hands were pulling her.

In a critical moment, she slammed into the lake with her palms and flew upside down, landing on the shore.

"rustle!"

Her beautiful palm that touched blood and blood turned into dust and slipped to the ground.

Gu shot quietly as if avoiding the scorpion, horrified backwards, and opened a long distance from the blood lake. Then, at the fastest speed, the entire arm was cut off.

"rustle!"

The arm that fell to the ground also turned into sand and dust.

All monks were unable to breathe and were shocked to find it impossible to add.

Gu Shejing's demon ancestor is so powerful that it is indestructible, but with only a little bit of blood, he is broken and he has to break his arm to save his life.

All the monks who were attracted by the artifact and the Supreme Sacred Artifact wanted to rush up, all of them were scared back.

horrible!

"Is this blood and water so corrosive? Can it be compared to the corrosive substances on the corpse gods?" The master of the night tour only felt scalp numbness. Just looking at the blood lake, he had an urge to turn around and run.

The crowd backed away, but Yuanyuan Mo suddenly walked forward and came to the edge of the Blood Lake, saying with confidence: "I'll try."

"Wow!"

He urged Wusui Shenbi. Suddenly, white hairs flew out like white hair, and rushed to the sword island.

Seeing to be successful, with brush pen, seized an artifact and returned, Yuanqianmo showed a joy.

Suddenly, all the pens were broken, sinking into the lake of blood.

Yuan Qianmo looked at the bare Wusui Shenbi, his eyes became blank.

The brush hair of Wusui's pen is an ancient god, made of his own hair, and conserved by the gods of the death temple in the past. How could it be so broken?

Just when Yuanqianmo was lost, a faint blood-colored mist filled the blood lake.

Scarlet aerosol spread on him, Yuan Qianmo found in horror that the rules of the Word in his body were absorbed uncontrollably by the blood mist.

He hurried back, but still lost hundreds of billions of the rules of the Cause.

You know, it was just a moment.

And it's just being smeared with blood mist, not directly in contact with blood.

Yuan Qianmo's heart is shrouded in fear, and he wants to escape from it, even when he encounters the enemy of Divine Realm, he cannot have such a mental influence on him.

Gu Shejing resisted the great pain, and her left hand rested on her right shoulder.

At the **** right shoulder, a brand-new slender jade arm grew out, still bright and clean like jade. Her eyes were fixed on Blood Lake and Sword Island, wondering what she was thinking.

The master of the night tour and the seven-handed old man entered the formation camel, and their faces were pale as paper.

The seven-handed old man spoke hard, saying: "My husband has lived for more than 20,000 years, I do n’t know how many restricted areas have died, and I have never seen anything so weird or terrible. This place must be a terrible place. I intuitively told me to leave. , We have to leave immediately. "

Master Yeyou rarely agreed with the views of the seven-handed old man, saying, "Although the sword on the Sword Island is extremely rare, it is enough for the gods to kill it. But we can never touch our fingers, otherwise I am afraid that there is no shooting He is as capable as Yuan Qianmo to save his life. "

Zhang Ruochen was also shocked, but his eyes were attracted to the six-handed Excalibur on the Sword Island.

The seven-handed sword spirit in the sea of ​​air gives off a subtle sense.

Even a little familiarity to the Six-Handed Excalibur. That breath is somewhat similar to the stellar sword in Pluto's hand, except that the divine power emitted is slightly weaker.

Are these six exquisite swords the relics of the sword ancestors? Same as Stellar Sword?

But when the sword ancestors went to the Kunlun kingdom, why didn't they bring them?

Zhang Ruochen was puzzled and unwilling to leave.

Dead silence was broken, and a beautiful and gentle voice came from a distance: "The liquid in this lake may or may not be blood. But it is by no means our world, it contains the weird energy that destroys everything in this world , It will die. "

Given in a white coat, Givenchy's heart walked along the Lake of Blood from a distance.

Under the bathing of the stars, her jade appearance is immortal, and if the goddess is Lin Fan, she is fragrant.

At the first glance of Zhang Ruochen, she knew that she was not really Givenchy, but Bai Qinger. Today's Bai Qinger seems to have completed some kind of change, and the whole person is out of step with the dust, and seems to be flying away from the sky.

Just like the clouds in the sky, the remains of chaos.

Her appearance made Yuan Qianmo and Gu Shejing both wary and fearful.

After all, from the asteroid belt of Aoyun, to the royal city of hundreds of people, to the southern boundary of Jianjian, Givenchy fights against the heavens and earth with one person, against monks in the whole **** world.

I do not know how many prestigious **** powerhouses died in her hands, and the starry sky was dyed red.

Bai Qing'er said: "If you want to take the artifact, we can't do it with our current cultivation, we must first break into the divine realm. Yuanqian Mo, you are the first in" The Book of God ". You can become a god. "

"Gu Shejing, you are the most outstanding heir since Luo Yuanyun Mountain Realm, who cultivated the ancestral body of the demon ancestor to the strongest state under the divine realm."

"Both of you are only one step away from the Divine Realm. It would be better today if we fight a battle to see if we can break that step?"

At the scene, there were only four monks who could understand what Bai Qinger called "that step."

Gu Shejing's majestic body said, "Okay, let's fight."

"Also, there are powerful people like you in this era that have given me unlimited pressure and motivation. Perhaps it can really break the fence, detain the gates of God, and read the gods. War!" Yuan Qianmo said.

Bai Qinger stood proudly, staring at the stars, and said: "Single fight alone, no one in the field is my opponent. If you go together, I will also break the fence, buckle the gate, and read the gods."

Gu Shejing and Yuan Qianmo both knew Bai Qinger's strength, but they were not polite, and they were ready to join forces.

"Wait a minute," Bai Qinger said.

Yuan Qianmo said, "Why, regret it?"

Bai Qing'er shook his head and said, "Only the two of you are still not enough to be my opponents. When I say you, I mean the three of you."

Gu Shejing and Yuan Qianmo's eyes both looked at Wuma Jiuxing.

The Wuma Horse Nine Lines Zoran stood on the top of Ying Long's head, unmoved.

"She said it was me."

With a melodious and cold voice, a silver streamer flew to the top of the altar.

The silver streamer stopped, and the bloodling fairy's straight figure appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the old figure of Begonia's mother-in-law also slowly walked up.

"Mother-in-law, why are you here?" Zhang Ruochen greeted immediately, without evading the fact that he knew the monks in Kunlun.

Haitang's mother-in-law smiled kindly: "It was Jiange who felt a special breath, and we came here, but we didn't expect to catch up with such a war. Really, it's better to come early than to come by chance."

"Boom."

At the top of the altar, the sudden strong winds, the rules are disordered, and all the breaths that are outrageous are like shuttles of a dragon.

Gu She Jing is strong and cold, like the head of the world.

Yuanqianmo's white hair flutters, holding a pen holder, with the ultimate rhyme of death.

The blood spirit fairy's first snake body condensed into a blood sword in accordance with the rules of Kendo.

Bai Qinger, standing on the shore of the Blood Lake, was very leisurely. He had a feeling of returning to his true feelings. He was not sad, displeased, angry or arrogant. The thin and delicate body could calm down in the power of the three strong men. Freedom, as in the ethereal state.

Haitang's mother-in-law sighed: "This woman is really talented, she has a bit of the former emperor's style. Today, if she does not die in the hands of the blood spirit fairy, she will be able to break the fence, buckle the gate of God, and read the gods."

Zhang Ruochen has heard these words several times and asked with curiosity: "What is breaking the fence, detaining the gates of God, and reading the gods?"

"The so-called fence is the mark of the blessings of the gods. Only by breaking through the fence and overwhelming the spiritual thoughts of the gods, will they have the hope of reaching the title of king after they become gods in the future."

Granny Begonia said: "The so-called imprints of the gods are the imprints of the monks who reached the supreme pole state during the four realms of martial arts, which resonated with the gods."

"I can get the marks of the gods ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Everyone is a genius, which means that they have been recognized and guarded by the gods."

"For the monks in the divine realm, the seals of the gods have endless benefits. For example, the blessings of the gods. Blessings you have encountered since your practice, or the choices you make when you are alive, or the sense of danger All the gods guide and warn in the midst of meditation. "

"However, after becoming a god, the marks of the gods will become a fence, limiting the height you can reach. Before becoming a god, you will overwhelm the gods and you will have infinite possibilities in the future."

Zhang Ruochen's current practice of Bai Qinger was ten thousand and eight thousand miles away, and he seemed to understand. He asked, "If you don't become a god, how can you read the gods? What are the gods who gave the mark? local?"

Begonia looked up at the stars and said quietly, "The gods are dead."

On the other end, Gu Shejing took the lead and attacked Bai Qinger.

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There is one more chapter tonight.