The sky was filled with clouds of disaster, and the area that was originally covered by Chen Luo's "Tao" became blank. It felt like a pure white area appeared in the ink pool, and countless inks could not soak it.
The Tribulation Realm is an important realm for immortals and mortals to cross. In this realm, one must go through three tribulations. They are the Seven-Nine Tribulations, Eight-Nine Tribulations, and Nine-Nine Tribulations. Every time a cultivator goes through a tribulation, his strength will increase significantly, and the spiritual power in his body will also transform into the spirit of immortals.
Although Blood God Son had only experienced one thunder tribulation, the spiritual power in his body had already gone beyond the scope of ordinary immortal cultivators. Even Chen Luo's "Tao" could not completely trap him. This was the most typical realm suppression.
"The Tribulation Realm?"
Chen Luo stood on top of the stone man and patted the Dongtian Gourd with his hand.
"Brother Qiuyuan, come out and work."
The light was flowing, and a puppet holding a blood-red long sword was taken out from the cave gourd by Chen Luo. The aura of hatred quickly revived on the puppet. The long sword, which was originally made of ordinary iron, gradually turned blood red as the aura of hatred revived, and a strong murderous aura spread.
The survivors in the marginal area were frightened by the murderous aura, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and even their souls were on warning, constantly reminding them to stay away from this place.
"Who is that person?"
"There is actually someone behind the ancestor!!"
The elders, who had originally felt despair, suddenly became cheered up after seeing the figure behind Chen Luo.
It turns out there is someone behind the ancestor!
The ancestor is indeed unfathomable.
Murderous aura penetrated the sky, and waves of black and red power spread out. At this point, Chen Luo was too lazy to care about the Blood Demon and the possible impact it might bring. He decided to chop the guy in front of him first.
Now the world of immortal cultivation has officially entered the prelude of chaos. In the eyes of those powerful people fighting, ordinary people are just food and resources for their fighting. No one cares whether they live or die, even if they have not provoked anyone. Only those tribes with the protection of their ancestors, or those immortals suppressed by immortal weapons can be free from erosion. But Chen Luo is obviously not among them. In this case, why bother about whether it is dangerous or not, just let go and kill.
When he reaches the top, these troubles will no longer be troubles.
"Murderous intent."
Qiu Yuan took a step forward, and slashed the blood-red long sword in his hand from top to bottom. The black and red blade light flashed past, as if splitting the world in half.
The body of the Blood God below stiffened, and most of the blood-colored monsters that had gathered suddenly stopped where they were.
"Bloody killing intent, you are a grudge."
The Blood God's eyes turned and he saw a figure holding a blood-red long sword above him.
As the offspring of the Blood Demon, Blood God Son naturally knew this mortal enemy of his master. But he was a little puzzled. In his memory, the enemy had long been dead. Even his soul had been wiped out by them. Where did this enemy come from?
puff!
A bloodstain appeared between his eyebrows, and he looked down.
Not only the Blood God Son's body, but also the half-condensed blood-colored monster below him, all had a black knife mark on their bodies. The knife mark went from top to bottom, and even the blood sea below was split in half.
Boom! !
The body exploded, and the body of the Blood God Son and the body of the Nine Infants Blood Monster below exploded into a sea of blood, rushing in all directions. If such a large sea of blood spread out, it would be enough to turn this area into a bloody land, and even the Wanxiang Immortal Gate not far away would be affected.
Chen Luo reached out and grabbed it.
The overflowing sea of blood seemed to flow back to the core, and was forcibly compressed into a small ball, falling into the palm of his hand.
All that was left was a shriveled dwarf's corpse.
This is the true form of the Blood God Son.
These guys were refined just like the enemies. Although they possessed the strength to cross the Tribulation Realm, their original bodies had long been dead. All their wills were bestowed by the Blood Demon, and even their brains could not be picked up.
Chen Luo fell from the air, surrounded by brown soil.
He glanced at the shriveled corpse at his feet, and the enemy standing next to him suddenly spoke.
"That guy sensed it."
A layer of blood mist suddenly appeared above the withered corpse, and a hazy shadow appeared in the blood mist. Vaguely, a demon in red clothes and red hair could be seen crossing the space and looking over here.
'A weak incarnation of divine consciousness.'
'It's edible.'
'You are a young man who doesn't know what's good for you.'
Three thoughts suddenly popped up in the external brain. One was Brother Changqing, and the other two were the corpse-reincarnating immortal Zhao Qi and the Snake Saint dug out from the emperor's tomb in the third restricted area.
“Hate!!”
After the blood shadow solidified, his eyes immediately locked onto the enemy next to Chen Luo. As for Chen Luo next to him, he was simply ignored by him. In the eyes of the Mahayana cultivator, Chen Luo, who was in the late stage of Hedao, was just a slightly larger ant.
"If it's just an incarnation of divine thought."
Chen Luo's eyes fluctuated, and the brain of the corpse-reincarnating immortal Zhao Qi took the initiative, and a cold aura emerged from him.
The divine consciousness clone who was about to take action suddenly paused and turned his gaze to Chen Luo.
There seemed to be something wrong with the way this ant looked at him.
Immortal clan.
The Taoist palace is quiet, with blue brick and tile houses.
The water from the rockery flows down the bamboo tube and falls on the waterwheel next to it, driving the waterwheel to rotate slowly. On the wooden bridge next to it, a white-haired woman with long hair draped over her shoulders stands.
The woman was holding a bamboo basket with some fish food in it, which she was scattering into the pond. The fish below were eagerly scrambling for the falling food.
Zi Ruyi stood behind the woman, a look of confusion on her face.
"Grandfather, aren't we going out?"
"Why do you want to go out?"
The white-haired woman continued to scatter fish food with a calm expression.
"Someone in the ancient cemetery sensed the breath of the passage to the fairyland, and other tribes have sent people to check it out. Even the old guys guarding the tomb couldn't help but climb out of the coffin."
"Then wait until they find it."
After the white-haired woman scattered the fish food, she threw the bamboo basket to the side. The ordinary bamboo basket, after leaving the woman's hand, spun in the air, turned into a stream of light and fell on the rockery next to it, turning into a flower.
"The chaos has just begun. Don't just look at the surface of many things."
The white-haired woman reached out and touched Zi Ruyi's hair, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.
She had lived too long, so long that only Zi Ruyi was left as a descendant of her clan. She was taken care of too much on weekdays, which led to her having a narrow perspective. The appearance of the passage to the fairyland was too strange. She had been to that ancient cemetery before. If there really was a passage to the fairyland, she should have discovered it long ago.
After all, she also came from that place.
The current world of immortal cultivation may seem chaotic, but it can actually be divided into three parts.
The first party is their immortal clan.
This group of people is the strongest and has the deepest background. The Immortal Clan has a long history, and few people in the Immortal Cultivation World know their origins. They only know that there are True Immortals in their clan, and their strength is unfathomable.
The second force is the Nine Clans that Guard the Tomb.
The Ancient Sword Sect and the Pure Yang Immortal Sect were the representatives of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans that had been traveling outside for the past ten thousand years. The Nine Tomb Guarding Clans were slightly weaker than the Immortal Clan, but they also had old monsters who had lived for nine lifetimes, and immortal artifacts to suppress their luck.
The third-party force is the restricted area creatures.
The representatives are Evernight Valley and the Underworld. There are people behind these two forces, and neither of them is willing to give in, which has caused the forces that originally belonged to the same side to become mortal enemies. This can be regarded as an internal struggle between the third-party forces.
Apart from these three forces, the rest are the strong men from all races.
They are obviously weaker than the previous three, and the representatives are the Blood Demons and Winged People, who have Mahayana monks. This group of forces is even more chaotic than the restricted area forces, and there is almost no possibility of unity. Everyone wants to get the opportunity to become immortal and occupy the passage to the immortal world. There are constant wars between tribes. Today you fight me, tomorrow I fight you. They are completely ignored by the previous three forces.
Thousands of miles of barren land.
The blood demon devoured hundreds of sects in just a few days, and a large area became a sea of blood.
After the Blood Godson wreaked havoc, he swept away the blood and water, and all the power gathered on the main body of the Blood Demon. The pressure faced by the Winged People was also increasing. During this period, the ancestors of the Winged People fought with the Blood Demon several times, but the results were not ideal.
The Immortal Gate of All Things.
Chen Luo sat on the main seat, and Qiu Yuan, dressed in a black robe, stood beside him.
The Mahayana cultivator's spiritual clone was no match for Chen Luo after all, and was swallowed up by Chen Luo using Zhao Qi's brain. Along with the connection between him and the Blood Demon, Zhao Qi used the method of corpse-reincarnation to intercept it.
This also leaves Chen Luo with some buffer time.
Below the Immortal Gate, everyone looked at the All-Things Ancestor above with awe, and they felt that the Ancestor was becoming more and more mysterious.
"Ancestor, this blood demon disaster has brought disaster to many sects. We were able to kill the Blood Godson and stand firm in the disaster, which is enough to prove our strength. The remnants of those defeated sects will actively move closer to us. I plan to build a new market in the Five Spirits Mountain to the west."
"I'll leave these matters to you."
Chen Luo waved his hand to interrupt Tang Hai's nonsense.
The killing of the Blood God Son made these elders feel at ease. When they looked at their enemies nearby, they couldn't help but show awe.
The monk who is transcending tribulation!
No matter where they are, they are awe-inspiring. Their Wanxiang Immortal Sect now has a Tribulation-crossing monk in charge, and there is also a Wanxiang Patriarch who is even more mysterious than the Tribulation-crossing monk.
"yes!"
Tang Hai responded immediately.
He looked excited, as if he had already seen the Wanxiang Immortal Sect advance to a top-level immortal sect, on par with the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans.
"This chaos came very suddenly. I heard a rumor from the One-Eyed Tribe that this chaos was related to the passage to the Immortal Realm."
"The passage to the fairyland?"
Chen Luo looked over and found that the person who spoke was an elder who had just returned to the sect. His name was Zong Ran, and he was a strong man in the middle stage of returning to the void. Without using the "life-changing Gu", Zong Ran's strength could rank among the top three in the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. (End of this chapter)
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