Ancient Kunlun, the land of immortality.

Tens of dragon veins stand in all directions, as if they come from all ages. Where the dragon head crawls toward is the most intense place in the world.

It is said that there is hope of becoming an immortal here.

"Please, let it go..."

Before he could finish his words, the young man's entire body was completely sucked by the evil bronze cauldron in the fairy pool in front of him, and he completely turned into a mummy and fell to the ground.

"Next.

A gray-haired old man watching this scene beside the fairy pond, with expressionless voices, as if he was no longer surprised by such a scene.

The other teenagers who witnessed this scene were instantly blew up, and their faces changed drastically, and they showed panic. If it weren't for the many golden-armored guards and a group of white-haired old men who had been guarding them around them, they would probably have scattered and fled.

"A Xuan" for many years, Ye Feng, wearing white clothes, showed horror. He looked at Yang Xuan, who was already looking like a dead face by his side, and said uneasy.

"Didn't you see?" Yang Xuan shook his head bitterly, and looked at the young man in front of him being forcibly dragged to the edge of the immortal pool by the golden armored guard, cut his fingers and poured the immortal cauldron with blood. He smiled bitterly, "The Yuhua Divine Dynasty took us away, not to let us embark on the path of cultivation, but..."

"Let's go and offer sacrifices."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in front turned into a mummy just like the previous person.

In fact, when he met monks from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty in the village, Yang Xuan knew the real purpose of these people. During the period when he was brought to the Yuhua Divine Dynasty by these monks, he had thought of escaping.

However, after rejecting countless plans, Yang Xuan realized that the possibility of escaping from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty was basically zero.

Not to mention that the residences of the young men selected by the Yuhua Divine Dynasty were set up with various formations. The monks guarding around them had the lowest cultivation level, not to mention the powerful, the king of Taoism, and even the monks at the level of saints monitored them day and night.

Unless there is an intervention of external forces, it is impossible to escape.

During this period, Yang Xuan, who was still unwilling to give up, once placed his hope on his system.

However, until now, the system in Yang Xuan's mind has not responded much, making Yang Xuan think that he has obtained a fake system.

After spending a year in the confusion of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, Yang Xuan, who was almost desperate, embarked on a road of no return to Kunlun Mountain.

"That bronze tripod," Yang Xuan thought to himself, "It should be the immortal tripod."

The Immortal Cauldron is an immortal weapon born in Kunlun Mountain, and it is also an imperial weapon of the Emperor who is so good at making a spoil. It is a holy object of the ancient heavenly court and one of the ancient immortal weapons in the sky.

In the past, the emperor created the "Immortal Cauldron" to refine the entire mortal universe into a tripod, become an immortal in one fell swoop, and break the barriers of the immortal mortal!

However, he failed and the Immortal Cauldron was broken.

In order to use the immortal transformation pool on Kunlun Mountain to repair the immortal cauldron, the later Yuhua Dynasty directly excavated people with extraordinary physiques everywhere and sacrificed blood to become the immortal cauldron.

The purpose is to repair this immortal tripod and realize the dream of becoming an immortal.

"It seems that this immortal cauldron was shattered by that little girl later."

Yang Xuan remembered that in the original work, after Ye Feng died, the ruthless emperor stepped into Kunlun immortal land, smashed the immortal cauldron with one palm, and killed the immortal fetus of the god pool with one thought, destroying the hope of becoming an immortal born in Kunlun Mountain.

The blood sacrifice was going on in an orderly manner, and one teenager after another poured the immortal cauldron with his own blood, and finally turned into a mummy without exception.

"Next"

A cold voice sounded on Kunlun Mountain. Only the young men brought here were Yang Xuan and Ye Feng, who were also ancient sacred bodies.

"A Xuan, I'll go first." Ye Feng, who was pale, said softly to Yang Xuan who wanted to speak but stopped, and then walked forward strode forward.

"The blood of the god blood demon and Buddha has been poured on it, and it is my turn soon. It doesn't matter if I die, but who can help me take care of my sister? She is still too young, so I can't rest assured."

Thinking of his sister, Ye Feng felt unwilling to accept it. He begged the monks begging them, begging them that if they could return to the other end of the starry sky, they would definitely not forget to help him raise his older sister.

Unfortunately, these monks looked cold and unmoved, and didn't even look at him.

"Ye Feng" saw that his childhood friend was thinking about Xiao Nannan before his death, Yang Xuan was very moved for a moment, and suddenly felt that it was not surprising that the ruthless emperor had become a brother-controller.

Holding the bronze mask of grimace that seemed to be crying but not crying but not laughing but not laughing in his hand, Ye Feng slowly walked towards the fairy pool

The last drop of blood in his body was sucked away, and Ye Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, holding a bronze mask tightly in his hand. As he died, he left his last words.

"I just can't rest assured that my sister"

"It's not a waste of time to be able to witness this with your own eyes."

Looking at the remains of the cruel emperor brother, who was taken away by the Golden Armor Guard, Yang Xuan knew that he had no way to survive, then walked towards the immortal pool without hesitation.

"I'm going to die, who can help me take care of my sister?"

Looking at the big stone beside the fairy pond, the rough and rough carved words with his nails before his death, Yang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, and then shouted passionately to the monks around him, "Give me a knife, I'll do it myself."

Even if you die, you will be like a man!!!

After saying that, a black dagger flew into Yang Xuan's hand.

"It's not that easy to become an immortal." Putting the blade of the dagger on his white palm, looking at the various colorful blood flowing in the bronze tripod, with the blood of the god blood demon Buddha, Yang Xuan suddenly laughed, "Haha, you will never become an immortal in the divine dynasty."

Looking back at the original work, the ruthless emperor only poked out a jade hand, covering the sky with one hand, and wiped out the entire Yuhua Divine Dynasty. And with only one blow, the attack was indiscriminately. The Yuhua Divine Dynasty was destroyed, and the imperial soldiers were also broken. Yang Xuan looked down on the largest force in Zhongzhou.

"shut up!!!"

Seeing Yang Xuan speak wildly, all the monks around him glared at him. As the most powerful force in Zhongzhou, Yuhua Divine Dynasty, their status in their hearts is naturally extremely sacred and noble, and they cannot be slandered by others.

If Yang Xuan hadn't been sacrificed by blood soon, he would have been crushed by these monks long ago.

"One day, your Yuhua Divine Dynasty will regret your stupid actions," Yang Xuan said without caring about the angry monks, "Maybe 100,000 years, Yuhua Divine Dynasty will be buried in the long river of history, leaving countless broken walls and ruins. People can only find records about him in ancient books."

"You are a fairy-like Banban, and you will lose your mind as soon as you appear."

After the slander of Juguo, Yang Xuan waved his hand and slashed the dagger in his hand.

That is, as his palm was cut open, a mechanical sound rang in his mind.

"Search to cross the world: the prehistoric world"

"Traveling through time!!!"

Without any thought, Yang Xuan shouted in his heart, striving to hold on to the life-saving straw. At the same time, the red and golden blood of his blood was flowing into the bronze cauldron and his consciousness suddenly became a little blurred.
Chapter completed!