Volume 1: Abandoned Land Chapter 108: Blood of Gods and Demons
Viewed from a distance, Liuzhi Mountain, which is about 300 feet high, is not very majestic. However, as the distance gets closer and closer, a simple and unpretentious force of oppression comes towards the face. The six peaks stretch like the back of a blue dragon.
, and it is like a giant claw that reaches the sky, imprinting itself on the boundless river, like a reef, standing upright forever.
"Brother Yu, the reason for this trip should be explained clearly when we get here!"
Looking at Liuzhi Mountain, which was very close at hand, Kong Laosan's eyes flashed and he asked unhurriedly.
"Haha, even if Brother Zhao doesn't ask, Yu will explain clearly."
Yu Chuanhua said without looking back, looking at the Liuzhi Mountain in front of him, and said calmly, "We, Yanzhao, are known as the capitals of five hundred states and three thousand cities, but only this Jicheng in Qizhou has no one living there at all.
, do the three of you know why?”
"Isn't it that the environment here is dangerous? Even cultivators like us would find it difficult to survive in such a dangerous place, let alone those unarmed mortals!"
Kong Laosan thought for a while, looked at the flowing river like a vast sea, and said with some doubts.
"Oh, this is just one of the reasons. Jicheng is known as the place where dragons sleep, with mountains and mausoleums. All the emperors of Yan and Zhao in the past dynasties would come here when their life span was about to end. All they did was to use their own remains.
The bloodline just leaves a hope for the descendants of the Yu family!"
As Yu Chuanhua spoke, there was a hint of emotion in his voice, but this emotion seemed to be absent. In just a moment, it returned to its previous indifference.
Before anyone could ask questions, Yu Chuanhua continued, "The Great Qin Dynasty has the three major immortal sects of the Qinyang Dao Palace, the Qingling Sect and the Liuhe Sect; the Northern Song Dynasty has the two holy places of the Guiming Sect and the Miaodan Sect; even the perished Later Zhou Dynasty also had the Yuling Sect and the Fentian Valley.
Such existences only exist in our land of Yanzhao. There is no Immortal Sect, only the Martial Saint Sect with warriors as the main cultivators as supplements! Do you know why?"
Yu Chuanhua said, with a hint of pride in his voice, "Cultivators have the five realms of refining Qi, building foundations, pills, Yuan Ying, and transforming into gods. Similarly, warriors also have fine skin, iron bones, blood, halo, covering the body, strength to break through all kinds of magic, magic, spiritual treasure, body, and body.
There are five levels of treasure raft. You are not warriors, so you probably don’t know that since the demonic tribulation 30,000 years ago, the path of warriors has been cut off!”
"The path to becoming a warrior has been cut off?"
The woman surnamed Hong chewed on these words, frowning slightly, and a glimmer of understanding flashed between her brows, "No wonder, it is said that 30,000 years ago, the number of human warriors far exceeded the number of cultivators. Many extremely tyrannical warriors moved mountains to fill the area.
He can pick up the stars and the moon from the sea, and his magical powers are extremely vast, but after thirty thousand years, the warriors gradually withered away, and now they are no longer seen at all!"
"Haha, withering?! How could the human race wither if it wasn't for fratricide within the human race? Attributing the severance of the path of warriors to the demonic disaster 30,000 years ago is just a cover-up. The world says that the demon race is cruel, ignorant and vicious.
How do you know that the human heart is more dangerous than demons?"
Speaking of this, Kong Laosan vaguely heard something and frowned slightly, but did not speak.
"Cultivators refine their Qi and warriors refine their bodies. There is no distinction between strength and weakness. It's just that among secular mortals, not one in ten thousand has spiritual roots, and even fewer can embark on the path of immortality. Billions of millions across the land of China are unwilling to accept this.
Ordinary secular mortals naturally embark on the path of martial arts. Even if the path of a warrior is bumpy and bumpy, based on the huge population base, the number of high-level warriors far exceeds that of cultivators. However, the evil catastrophe came 30,000 years ago
, but it gives you cultivators a chance."
Speaking of this, Yu Chuanhua glanced at Kong Laosan, but even after reacting, he shook his head with some self-mockery, "After a warrior reaches the peak of blood halo cover, he needs a special medium between heaven and earth to awaken the inheritance in the body.
As long as a trace of the blood of gods and demons is awakened, the blood in the body will gradually be transformed into the blood of gods and demons, reaching the state of breaking through all laws. However, this medium seems to be brought by the true demons brought by those demonic creatures.
The energy has merged!"
"Since it was a calamity caused by demons, why did Brother Yu say it was fratricide?"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan couldn't help but ask.
"Haha, although the chaos of the Demonic Tribulation is unprecedented, the land of Xiling is so vast. How can the true demonic energy brought by those demon spirits expand to the entire Xiling Land in a short period of time? Hum, the Demonic Tribulation
At that time, there were a large number of warriors, so they naturally acted as pawns for both warring parties. After the demonic catastrophe, all the high-level warriors were killed and injured. Those cultivators allowed the true demonic energy to envelope the entire Xiling land, and then they took action to kill those left behind.
The demonic spirits are banned one by one. From then on, the warriors can only practice to the realm of blood halo. It is impossible to go further. If not, how can I and others do it?"
Saying that, Yu Chuanhua shook his head, and then sighed softly, "Forget it, let him bury these internal secrets of the human race. The only purpose of our trip is to obtain the drop of the Yanzhao royal family that will exhaust the dynasty."
With the power of the blood of hundreds of generations of emperors, the blood of gods and demons has been condensed for three thousand years! The true blood of gods and demons!"
After saying the last four words, a flush flashed across Yu Chuanhua's face. Although he tried his best to suppress his tone, anyone could hear the desire in his tone.
"The true bloodline of gods and demons?"
Kong Laosan licked his lips and repeated it subconsciously.
"Yes, the reason why Yan and Zhao established the dynasty here was to leave a hope for the descendants of the Yu family. With the power of Yan and Zhao, it took a hundred years to build a
The huge magic circle including Jicheng, with the help of the power of the Liuzhi Mountain and the Dan River, and the dragon seal of the country as a furnace, condensed the power of the blood of a hundred generations of emperors, and finally refined it into this drop of the blood of gods and demons! Of course, this matter
Apart from our direct descendants from the Yanzhao royal family, there are only three other people who know about it now!"
Yu Chuanhua said with a hint of pride in his voice.
"Are you from the Yanzhao royal family?"
The woman surnamed Hong frowned slightly and said with some surprise.
"This is natural, otherwise how could we get here? Do you really think that there is no one stationed here, so you cultivators and monsters can come and go as you like!"
Yu Chuanhua said that the Demon Bone Spirit Boat had already arrived in front of Liuzhi Mountain, "Let's go, as long as you can help me get that drop of god and demon blood this time, I will be rewarded generously!"
As Yu Chuanhua spoke, he had landed on Liuzhi Mountain first. However, the next moment, before the woman surnamed Kong Laosanhong and others came ashore, Yu Chuanhua, who was originally looking forward to it, suddenly changed his expression, "Someone got there first?!"
At this moment, Yu Chuanhua was shocked and angry. He stared straight at the center of Liuzhi Mountain at the end of his sight. His tone was filled with seriousness, "No matter who dares to snatch the blood of gods and demons, there is only one way to die!"
Yu Chuanhua said, calling to Kong Laosan and others, and fired directly in one direction.
Seeing Yu Chuanhua's appearance, Kong Laosan frowned, but didn't say anything more and followed Yu Chuanhua's direction at the same speed.
A palace lantern that is about thirty feet high and covers a radius of ten miles is suspended out of thin air. The palace lantern in front of you is not exquisite, and even looks a bit rough: bronze, sixteen-pointed, and golden, woven into one hundred and eighty palm-sized lanterns.
The copper coin tassel pendant is embedded in the ground, and is engraved with nut-sized runes in seven colors. The bright lights flicker on and off, covering half a mile in radius.
Under the palace lantern, about three feet above the ground, there is a red dragon seal about the size of a head, with three dragons entwined around each other. The dragon seal in front of you is blood red, and the dragon seal is lifelike. Even the touch of green at the end of its scales is delicate.
Now. In the center of the dragon seal, there is a red light like a dove egg, blazing and dazzling, faintly revealing the oppression of the blood.
At this moment, the Jade Dragon Seal was hovering in the sky. Three-thirds of the way below the seat, a dense blood-colored fog covering only half a foot in radius was billowing. The shadow of the dragon could be vaguely seen, which was very strange.
At the bottom, there are more than a hundred corpses wearing the costumes of the Yan and Zhao emperors of the past dynasties, with withered expressions sitting around the dragon seal. The blood around them has long been condensed in the blood mist below the dragon seal, turning into mummies.
Outside the scope covered by the palace lanterns, thirty-six warriors with bloody Changge and gray faces stood as straight as javelins, just surrounding the palace lantern in the center, and they were performing something. The blood all over their bodies passed through the strange Changge in their hands, like
The threads are like strands, winding towards the periphery of the palace lantern.
Some of these people were wearing heavy armor, some were covered in bloody clothes, and each had a strong blood essence.
"Your Highness, in half a day, the 'Six Forbidden Mountains and Rivers' covering the 'Xuanhuang Stone Lamp' will be refined by my subordinates."
"Half a day? Speed up!"
Hearing this, a young man in his twenties, wearing a golden crown, a dragon coiled around his head, and a purple and gold dragon robe, nodded with excitement, "Haha, twenty-four years of waiting,
I finally found a chance. This time my eldest and second brothers go to Houzhou, it is also my only chance! Master Xiao, fellow disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, if I can successfully refine the blood of gods and demons this time, I will be able to reach the level of strength that exceeds ten thousand.
In the realm of Dharma, I will never forget the great kindness of the Blood Sword Sect, and I will definitely try every means and do my best in the future to allow all my brothers and sisters to break through the shackles of martial arts!"
The third prince Yu Yang clasped his fists behind him, with a fiery look on his face. Behind him, Xiao Wudao Qian Hu, the master of the Blood Knife Sect, and a bald and yellow-faced man from the Blood Knife Sect were standing there. In addition to these people, there was another person wearing black
He was wearing a robe, with slender fingers, a dark mole on his chin, two upturned sword eyebrows, and a cold and gloomy young man following him. On the outermost layer, there were seven warriors wearing general armor, guarding the surroundings.
But at this moment, a slightly cold voice suddenly came from behind, faintly mixed with a hint of coldness and luck.