The top elders of the twelve sects surrendered one by one, with helplessness and bitterness written on their faces.
Above the island, floating in the sky, was a young man in black clothes holding an iron fan in his hand. He had eagle-like eyes, cold and empty. The most peculiar thing was that his whole skin was covered with a layer of metallic iron. Even his clothes and hair seemed to be like metal.
Assimilated by gold and iron.
The breath of cold metal poured out like mercury, permeating the surrounding void. Even the air froze, and there was no breeze at all.
"Tie Xiaozhu, our twelve sects have surrendered and are willing to submit to Tie Long. Is it possible that you insist on killing them all?"
The supreme elder of Yunjian Sect suppressed his anger and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
As a Zhenxuan level practitioner of swordsmanship, he struck the Tie Xiaozhen with a thunderous sword, causing a burst of sparks to fly, but the latter was unhurt. Not only that, he himself was injured by a terrifying force.
The remaining elders of the twelve sects dared to be angry but dared not speak out. They were worried and had no idea of resistance.
The Allah level is too far away for them.
The great elder of the Xiaoyue Sect secretly sighed: "In the past, the Iron Dragon Power and the Tianfeng Power each had a God-level one. This was the key to maintaining balance. But now, the Iron Dragon Power has an additional God-level one.
, turned the situation around in one fell swoop.”
The birth of a God-level person affects the situation in a huge area.
They stand on the top of the clouds, overlooking all living beings, and every thought will affect the fate of millions of people.
"Xiaoyao Allah" floats in the air, cold and heartless, without saying a word.
On the Iron Dragon Power side, the mysterious man shrouded in black veil took out a blank scroll with a strange texture, about several feet long.
"Blood Contract Scroll. All the thirteen kingdoms of true spirits present here must sign a blood contract."
The mysterious man in black veil said indifferently.
Killing all the twelve sects will have no substantial benefit to the powerful Iron Dragon nation. Furthermore, it is not easy to really wipe out the twelve deeply rooted sects in one fell swoop.
The wisest approach is to make these sect forces affiliated to maximize benefits.
The elders of the twelve sects present looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.
A blood contract is just like a letter of surrender. More importantly, it has a strong binding force. Once you sign a contract with your own blood, it will have an invisible binding force and it will no longer be an empty piece of paper.
After half a cup of tea.
The twelve high-level elders of the sect signed the blood contract one by one, and signed the blood contract on the "Blood Contract Scroll".
As for the Ancient Nether Palace, it is affiliated to a branch of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect and belongs to the Iron Dragon Power camp, so it did not participate.
call out--
The "Tie Xiaozhen" high in the sky, with an expressionless face, turned into a radiant iron cloud, rushed into the sky, and was quickly submerged.
It took less than half an hour for the God class to appear. From the beginning to the end, he almost never made a move. He silently tried to overturn the situation of the battle.
The news of the surrender of the Twelve Sects quickly spread throughout the sect world of the Thirteen Kingdoms, causing a sensation in all directions.
Not long after, the twelve sects began to have strong men from the Iron Dragon Powerful Nation camp move in, and the original high-level positions of the sects also underwent some changes.
Among them, Xiaoyue Sect.
Master Yunhai was promoted to the new lord of the Xiaoyue Sect and became the spokesman for the powerful Iron Dragon Kingdom.
The Great Elder, because he lost an arm and the source of the true spirit was consumed in that battle, his cultivation level has been reduced and he has been relegated to the second line.
Master Yunhai won the trust of the powerful Iron Dragon nation, and within the sect, he also gained the support of the law enforcement elders, making him the most powerful figure in the Xiaoyue Sect.
After appointing the sect leader, Master Yunhai quickly issued an order: hunt down the traitor Zhao Feng
"Zhao Feng, this son, does not abide by the sect's rules, has no respect for his elders, and escapes without authorization. He should be captured and killed and returned to the sect. If he resists, he will be killed without mercy."
The majestic and ruthless voice of Master Yunhai spread throughout the hall.
The order quickly spread throughout the sect.
Not only that, Xiaoyue Sect also issued a huge reward for the capture and killing of Zhao Feng.
Anyone who provides clues to Zhao Feng alone can receive a reward of 10,000 low-grade yuan crystals, which is not a small sum for a real person.
As for capturing Zhao Feng, the price of various rewards combined is ten times higher.
The Great Elder and Grandma Liu Yue retreated to the second line and remained silent about all the events within the sect. If Master Yunhai could not find any clues and was not absolutely sure, he would not dare to attack them.
For a time, everyone in the Xiaoyue Sect was in panic.
However, Master Yunhai is also a very capable person. He acts vigorously and clearly rewards and punishes, and he quickly wins some people's hearts.
The sky is full of clouds and the forest is misty and secluded.
Zhao Feng has been studying the mystical arts recently, trying to resolve the "ghost mark" on his body.
As long as the ghost mark remains on the body for a day, the lingering nausea will never go away.
However, the level of this ghost mark is extremely high. Although Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes can sense its existence, it is very difficult to resolve it.
"As long as the 'Ghost Mark' is still on my body for a day, my safety will be threatened. If the mysterious skeleton frame of the Hall Master level returns to its peak strength, I'm afraid..."
Zhao Feng looked up all the magical methods in his mind, but was a little helpless.
A month has passed since I consolidated my cultivation level.
Zhao Feng's spiritual skills have made great progress, and he has some understanding of the principles of the 'ghost mark'.
"The ghost mark should use the power of the soul and spirit body, which is a bit like the mysterious power of the Curse of the Hundred Tombs. But the ghost mark is not offensive in any way. It only puts a mark on my body, so the eyes of the gods did not produce any instinctive resistance.
."
Zhao Feng finally had some clues.
Next, he has another way, which is to use the power of the "Curse of Hundred Tombs" to fight poison with poison and dissolve the ghost mark.
But the Curse of Hundred Tombs is too dangerous, so Zhao Feng has to think twice.
Half a day later.
Zhao Feng once again entered the Hundred Tombs Curse. A ghastly invisible force in the void tried to invade his body from behind, but was repulsed by a wisp of ancient aura in the eyes of the god.
meow
Before taking action, Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and took out the little thieving cat and asked the little magician to divine something.
The little thieving cat nodded, with a proud look on his face, took out the ancient copper coin and threw it in the air. The coin flipped up and down, and finally fell between its paws.
After catching the copper coin, the little thieving cat frowned slightly, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head.
There is a mysterious connection between Zhao Feng and the little thief cat, but the answer he got is rather vague. Maybe even the little thief cat can't tell the reason.
"We can only give it a try."
From the divination of the little thieving cat, Zhao Feng at least concluded that there should be no near-death situation.
Currently, this is based on the fact that the little thieving cat's divination is still effective.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and used his spiritual eyes to activate his spiritual magic to sense the existence of the ghost mark.
At the same time, he circulated the power of his blood, and the light cyan blood in his body penetrated deep into the space of his left eye, gradually covering and isolating the small cyan abyss.
Once the small abyss is isolated, Zhao Feng's left eye will return to its original black color and lose its light.
It is equivalent to saying that Zhao Feng will temporarily close the power of the divine eye.
really.
When the small cyan abyss was shrouded little by little, the power of the invisible curse in the void struck Zhao Feng from behind.
Zhao Feng shuddered all over, activated his blood power, and blocked most of the small cyan abyss, not daring to block it all.
Even so, there is still a trace of curse power touching Zhao Feng's body.
Zhao Feng felt a chill all over his body, as if countless bloody hands were picking out his own flesh and blood and organs.
At this critical moment, he suddenly activated his spiritual magic, deliberately exposing some flaws and drawing the power of the curse.
The power of the curse has a kind of spirituality that will invade through the "flaws", just like the water in the pool will flow into the gaps.
The flaw Zhao Feng exposed was the location where the ghost mark existed.
Puff puff puff
There seemed to be some strange sound coming from somewhere.
If Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes could lock behind him, he would be able to find bloody and pale hands reaching into his body.
If it weren't for the isolation of part of the power of the Divine Eye, Zhao Feng might have been "parasitized" by the cursed power.
As time passed by, Zhao Feng's vitality weakened little by little, and his complexion became pale.
He had no choice but to activate his bloodline strength and true power to defend his whole body.
The power of blood has a certain protection, but only part of it can be used. The other part is used to isolate the small cyan abyss.
But the true power slowly fades away in the face of the cursed power.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Feng almost wanted to give up, but he found that the aura originating from the "ghost mark" was also fading.
Zhao Feng's vitality and true power were exhausted along with the ghost mark.
Fortunately, with the protection of bloodline power, Zhao Feng's life source was not eroded.
Three days later.
Zhao Feng slowly exhaled and retracted the light green blood that blocked the small abyss of his left eye.
At this time, the ghost mark on his body finally disappeared, but at the same time, the true power in his body also weakened by one level.
“Is it worth it?”
Zhao Feng murmured, looking at the little thieving cat on his shoulder.
It turned out that while dissolving the ghost mark, Zhao Feng's cultivation level fell to the sixth level.
The little thieving cat narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer.
Zhao Feng left the Hundred Tombs Forbidden Land, searched his body, and found that although his cultivation level had decreased, his realm had become more stable, and the potential in his body was much greater than it was in the seventh heaven.
This is just like building a tall building. The more stable the bottom building is, the higher the superstructure can be built.
Zhao Feng felt this way. He broke through two levels in a row at the alliance grand event, and with the help of the external power of the elixir, his cultivation strength skyrocketed. It was too hasty.
But now, this problem no longer exists.
By resolving the hidden dangers of ghost marks, although Zhao Feng has fallen to a new level, his foundation is more stable and his potential for improvement is stronger.
One peck and one drink is like destiny.
at the same time.
In the distant Iron Dragon Kingdom, on a mysterious altar.
"The ghost mark has been resolved...how is this possible...could a powerful person from the Danyuan Realm take action?"
The hoarse voice echoed, and there was a chill that penetrated the soul. Most real-life people would shudder when they were in this place.
The owner of the voice was a skeleton man wearing a black robe inlaid with gold. His whole body was made of silvery bones and glowed with a faint purple light.
"No... that's the power of the 'Curse of Hundred Tombs'"
The face of the Skeleton Hall Master suddenly changed.
"Lord Hall Master, if you step into the forbidden area of 100 tombs, you will inevitably die. Those who fall victim to the magic will obviously have perished."
The man next to him, who was stiff with blood and silver streaks, clicked his tongue and smiled.
The Skeleton Hall Master nodded. If the person who casts the ghost mark dies, the mark will naturally disappear.
"Hall Master, regarding the 'Hundred Tombs Forbidden Land,..."
The Protector of the Blood Zombie Helm asked with a hint of inquiry.
"This is a highly confidential secret of the Holy Religion. I will not step into that restricted area unless absolutely necessary. You don't need to know these things."