Chapter 184 The world will change, blood will surge to the sky
Boom! At this moment, all of Meng Hedong's insights into the Great Dao of Flame poured into Chen Zhixing's mind.
Immediately, flame patterns that looked like divine patterns appeared on every inch of Chen Zhixing's muscles and bones!
That is the Burning Heaven Divine Body!
Among the three thousand divine bodies, this is the divine body that best fits the Avenue of Flame!
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
Flames suddenly appeared in the void and bloomed like flower buds.
Chen Zhixing slowly closed his eyes and entered the deepest level of enlightenment.
This time, he wanted to condense three avenues in one fell swoop and break through to the sixth level of Zhenwu! At the same time.
Southern Xinjiang, a hundred thousand mountains.
The hundred thousand mountains seem to have no end, stretching endlessly and extending to the depths.
No one knows what is hidden on the other side of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Because no one who has stepped into the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Mountains has ever walked out alive.
And this day.
In the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Mountains, flames shot up into the sky and billowing smoke covered the sky and the sun.
I saw an ancient tribe outside.
Countless pieces of black wood were built into a towering altar.
The altar is a hundred feet high, reaching up to the sky.
An old woman with three eyes and dressed in shaman costume stepped on the wooden ladder and climbed up to the highest point of the altar step by step.
The old woman held an ancient tortoise shell in one hand and a staff in the other, and climbed up step by step to the highest platform of the altar.
The next moment.
“Ulla——!”
The old woman looked up at the boundless sky, raised the staff and tortoise shell in her hands high, her face looking extremely pious.
The old woman began to worship the sky in four different directions.
Until half an hour had passed.
The old woman just stopped worshipping the sky and sat cross-legged instead. She began to silently chant obscure spells, and one spell after another that was not in the human language sounded.
laugh!!
Flames burst into flames all over the altar.
In just a moment, the flames spread like wildfire, engulfing the entire towering altar and turning it into a raging sea of fire.
In the sea of fire, the old woman sat peacefully, chanting mantras continuously.
Not far from the altar.
A group of strange people with three eyes were all staring at the altar.
Among this group of three-eyed monsters, the three standing in the front are the leaders.
A middle-aged bearded man with a tall stature, wise eyes and his third eye wide open.
A woman with a soft face and a closed third eye.
And Gu Yanran, who had three thousand strands of black hair, looked somewhat similar to these two people.
"Dad, Mom, can the priestess find out where that human race is?"
Gu Yanran asked nervously.
“Don’t worry, as long as the person you want to investigate is not a great immortal of the human race, even if the secrets of heaven are blocked, the priestess can still catch the whereabouts of that person from the dark.
As for the fate of Meng Hedong, the person you are looking for, it couldn't be simpler."
The burly man with a green beard and his third eye wide open rubbed Gu Yanran's head and smiled dotingly.
"That's good."
Gu Yanran felt relieved after hearing that. Her expression became a lot more relaxed and she looked towards the strange old woman on the altar.
The flames flickered and crackled.
All I saw was the altar platform engulfed in flames.
The strange old woman suddenly raised her head and looked towards the boundless sky with a look of doubt on her face.
"Ulaladugu Lachan, Emojiduosuoba?"
The next moment.
Puff! The strange old woman suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. She seemed to have seen something horrible, and her whole body began to tremble violently.
"Dad?! What is this?!"
Gu Yanran's expression suddenly became nervous.
This was not the first time she had seen the priestess perform divination and sacrifice to the heaven, but it had never happened like this! The burly middle-aged man with his third eye wide open suddenly changed his expression.
He did not reply, but his expression became serious.
"Gangula?! Huwuzundu?!"
The strange old woman seemed to be arguing with someone and became extremely excited.
Blood began to flow out of her seven orifices crazily, and her face became increasingly hideous.
The next moment.
Puff! She suddenly stretched out her hand, reached for her forehead, and actually dug out her third eye alive.
Immediately.
She crushed her third eye, turning it into countless drops of blood that dripped onto the ancient tortoise shell.
About half an hour later.
Bang! The blazing altar collapsed with a loud bang, turning into ruins.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The old woman had a painful look on her face. She stood up from the burnt charcoal with great difficulty and walked towards Gu Yanran and the other two step by step.
"High Priest!"
The middle-aged man with a green beard and a third eye wide open suddenly flashed his eyes and strode towards the old woman.
Seeing this, Gu Yanran hurriedly followed.
"Priest, are you okay?!"
The burly middle-aged man helped the old woman up and spoke in a deep voice.
The old woman's face was ashen. She first shook her head slightly at the burly middle-aged man, and then tremblingly handed the tortoise shell in her hand to the middle-aged man.
After doing all this, the old woman seemed unable to hold on any longer. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, dead.
The middle-aged man took the tortoise shell and looked down.
Suddenly, countless blood condensed on the tortoise shell and turned into a crape myrtle flower. Then the crape myrtle flower shattered and turned into several shapes.
When the middle-aged man saw this, his expression suddenly became gloomy.
"Dad, what does this mean?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man put down the tortoise shell, took a deep breath, and looked at Gu Yanran.
"Ziwei Chen family!"
"The human you are asking about comes from one of the human race's immortal families, the Ziwei Chen family."
Hearing this, Gu Yanran's expression suddenly changed slightly.
She had been living among the human race since she was young, so naturally she had heard of the name of the Ziwei Chen family.
It is one of the immortal families that is as famous as the Meng family of Qingzhou and has been hostile to them for countless years!
If Xiao Ping is from the Ziwei Chen family, then everything can explain why this person has such a strong murderous intention towards Meng Hedong!
The next moment.
Gu Yanran half-knelt down towards the middle-aged man and gritted her teeth and said:
"Dad! Please lead our ancient clan to send troops to destroy the Ziwei Chen family and the Tianlan Holy Land!"
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly when he heard this:
"Meng Hedong is dead, and the Meng family is about to end."
"According to the divination of the hexagrams, the world is about to undergo a major change, with heroes rising up and competing for supremacy."
"Blood will flow to the sky, and chaos will sweep the land."
"The Ziwei Chen family may become the new leader of the human race."
"We, the primitive ancient tribe, have been trying to survive in the cracks, and we cannot participate in such a catastrophe of heaven and earth."
Hearing this.
Gu Yanran was stunned at first, then her face turned pale in an instant, and she trembled in disbelief and said:
"Dad, what did you say? Brother Meng is dead?"
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded and said calmly.
In an instant! Gu Yanran felt dizzy and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her eyes went dark and she fainted completely.
"Come here, send the young lady to Hei Wuya. She cannot leave the ancient clan without my order." The middle-aged man took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice.
I've been pulling all-nighters for several days in a row and I can't take it any longer. There may not be any updates at midnight tonight.
If there is no update at midnight tonight, the author will get up tomorrow morning and try to change the update time.
At the same time, there is a dramatic plot following this, and the author wants to calm down and think about it carefully tonight.
Thank you everyone! Please give me a monthly ticket!! (End of this chapter)