"Bang——"

There was a loud sound, and the golden light beam above the hall flashed.

Han Muye stepped into the hall, and Wanlingxianjun and others had already taken the lead and stepped forward quickly.

"what happened!"

Wanling Immortal Lord's face was as dark as water as he looked at the chaotic golden light in the middle of the hall.

The golden light pillar that had already risen was now in a mess and seemed to be broken at any time.

The three immortal kings sitting cross-legged had pale faces and trembling figures.

Among them, the most serious one was Miaoyuan Immortal Lord, who had a pool of golden blood in front of him and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"The Golden Plate Teleportation Formation was interfered with. We were unprepared and the formation was broken."

Immortal Wuchen gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

He looked at Immortal Miaoyuan on the side, took a breath, and whispered: "Brother Miaoyuan, are you okay?"

Immortal Lord Miaoyuan smiled miserably and shook his head, saying softly: "At least thirty thousand years of practice have come to nothing."

Thirty thousand years of hard work was directly destroyed.

Everyone looked at each other and felt a little sad.

"Can this golden plate teleportation still be used?" Wanling Immortal Lord asked in a deep voice.

Everyone was busy checking, with a look of relief on their faces.

"Fortunately, although it was blocked, there was no damage. It's just a little troublesome and needs to be extended for another three days." The Casting Immortal raised his hand to cause the gold plate to circle again, and then said.

Three days?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Three more days will be the final limit of the Blood Dropping Cliff's protective formation.

What if there is any trouble again?

He saw that everyone seemed to have relaxed expressions on their faces, without any worries, so he did not speak.

Immortal Wuchen and the other three were injured, and Immortal Wanling, who had been repaired, presided over the activation of the golden plate.

After leaving the main hall, the three of them went to heal their injuries, while Han Muye left alone.

He looked at several caves and left quietly.

There is a drop of blood on the altar in these caves.

The blood beads come from the bloodline power of the ancient beasts. The altar extracts the energy, blood and cultivation power of the guardian, and then maintains the operation of the formation.

Now these blood beads appear to be exhausted, and their power cannot keep up with the operation of the formation.

Once the blood beads are exhausted, not only will all the maintainers die, but the formation will also collapse.

Han Muye has elixirs, divine crystals, fairy stones, and even a lot of blood power in his hands.

But he didn't dare to take it out.

Because he didn't know what was wrong with these blood beads.

Also, is it really a coincidence that the golden teleportation disk was blocked today?

There must be someone on this bloody cliff who is a traitor.

But Han Muye didn't know who was trustworthy and who was not.

"Father."

When Han Muye returned to his station, Jin Huo, who was wearing a green robe, came quietly.

He looked around, and then whispered: "Father, I found that the Dripping Blood Cliff looks a bit like something in my memory."

Something in memory?

Golden Fire is the inheritance of the Phoenix and can be said to be immortal.

After his nirvana, all his cultivation will be reunited, and many memories will be sealed, which can only be opened after his cultivation has been improved again and again.

"What?" Han Muye looked at Jin Huo.

Jin Huo showed a thoughtful look on his face and whispered: "I seem to have seen something that belongs to the heritage of the ancient world..."

Speaking of this, he shook his head: "I don't remember the specific thing. I just know that this thing is of great benefit to the ancient beasts."

Is it good for ancient beasts?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Regardless of whether it is beneficial or not, at present, what is most needed is to resolve possible crises.

No, it will definitely appear.

He doesn't believe there are any coincidences in the world.

"Follow me to the altar."

After leading Jin Huo to the cave where Murong Zhuo and the others were, Han Muye walked to the altar and then walked up to the altar.

Everyone in this cave was already familiar with him and did not stop him.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, be careful. The power of this divine beast's bloodline may trigger your own power, which may backfire." Murong Zhuo said aloud.

Han Muye nodded, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to press the drop of blood.

"Buzz——"

The sound vibrated, and a faint warmth came from the blood drops.

The blood drop seemed to be alive, trembling slightly.

Han Muye didn't need to use his sword power to feel memories flashing through him.

inherited!

This is about the inheritance of the mythical beast Baxia!

Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.

Not only is Baxia's inheritance, this blood bead contains the purer power of Baxia's beasts to return to their origins.

Baxia, an ancient mythical beast, whose power inheritance can be traced back to the ancient overlord Dragon Crocodile.

The Prehistoric Dragon Crocodile is a tyrannical beast that competes with the ancient powers and tears the bodies of the powers into pieces.

It is said that there are only a few mythical beasts in the ancient world that can be compared with the ancient dragon and crocodile.

And until the Great Desolation was shattered, no one could subdue the dragon crocodile.

Han Muye could feel the trembling of blood power in his body.

This is the process of gaining a new inheritance and beginning a slow transformation.

On the back of Han Muye's hand, a faint golden scale appeared.

Taking a breath, he carefully inserted his sword intention and soul power into the blood beads in front of him.

He was not sure whether he could get the desired memory image from this blood bead.

"boom--"

The moment the sword intent and soul penetrated, his mind seemed to be filled with torrents, and countless memories surged.

Prehistoric.

Han Muye saw the scene of Honghuang again.

Countless gigantic beasts collide, and each blow can shatter the world.

In addition to the collision of the giant beasts, Han Muye also saw a giant shadow in golden armor.

The ancient war puppets.

These ancient war puppets are no weaker than the ancient beasts.

They participated in the battle between the giant beasts of the ancient world, causing turmoil in the ancient power.

This kind of war completely transcends calamity.

This is a battle more terrifying than the calamity, and may be the origin of the calamity.

A number of divine beasts were surrendered, some were turned into mounts, some were beheaded, and others were suppressed.

On the back of the overlord beast, a golden sky monument pressed down.

He heard the sound of mourning.

On the ground, a giant beast measuring one million feet rushed out.

It has four legs, golden scales, a long tail, and sharp horns on its head.

Prehistoric Dragon Crocodile.
To be continued...