The "Palm Seal Sea" is bottomless, the water is freezing cold, and there seems to be an extremely sinister aura that corrodes the warrior's body all the time.
However, if you feel it carefully, it seems to be a kind of cleansing.
More than 70,000 warriors swam across the thousands-mile Mudprint Sea for seventeen days.
On the eighteenth day, the end of the sea arrived. It was a huge terraced mountain. In the sky, there was a giant eye of blood clouds that rolled thousands of miles. It was frightening and made your scalp numb.
On the mountains below, there are actually many mounds of tombs. The dense and rich aura seen on the other side came from these mounds of tombs.
Now that I was getting closer, I could feel an aura that was completely different from that of today's warriors, rising from the tombs to the sky, complementing the giant eyes of blood clouds in the sky.
Seventy thousand warriors climbed to the shore in dense numbers. They couldn't help but be in a daze watching this scene. They thought about countless possibilities, but they did not expect that this place would be a cemetery.
The tombs are so vast that there are no less than hundreds of thousands of them.
It seems that all the miracles in the ruins of the entire Kingdom of God are gathered here, and there is no chance for it elsewhere.
So, opportunities are like graves?
"Buzz——"
At this moment, between the crowd and the densely packed tombs, a curtain of light suddenly appeared, swirling around, and four rows of huge ancient seal scripts appeared:
The world is hidden in a drop, how great is Buddhism!
Storing the universe in a pot, how mysterious is the Tao!
Knowing everything in one thought, how respected is Confucianism and Legalism!
With one finger to connect the gods and martial arts, how sharp is the martial arts!
The ways of all dharma are all found in the alien gods.
In just five sentences, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and Martial Arts are all summarized, and they are all integrated into the Dharma of the alien gods and Mingzhen!
It just dissipated in an instant and disappeared into all the graves.
Everyone was slightly startled, their eyes blazing.
After a while, a Yuanji warrior boldly took a step forward, approached a mound tomb, looked at the dilapidated tombstone full of time, and whispered softly: "The position of Qian Jue Gong, the supreme heir of the Kingdom of God!"
Just as he read out, an unknown breath shot out from the tomb, and a crack opened in the ground, revealing a dark red coffin.
The Yuanji warrior was sucked in almost uncontrollably, the coffin closed on its own, the cracks closed, and the tombstone shook with a bang, lifeless.
"It turned out to be the first of the four great opportunities in the world. It manifested for eternity and was passed down directly. It is a blessing from heaven. After this opportunity, you all broke through together, hahaha..."
Chen Jingzhe and others in front looked up to the sky and laughed, then flew straight up.
Jiang Guiyi, Ye Liantian and others' expressions changed and they swarmed forward.
Xue Ji's expression also changed, and she grabbed Xin Zhuo and flew upwards quickly.
Xin Zhuo was very surprised: "What is manifesting for eternity and being passed down directly?"
Xue Ji said slightly excitedly: "The 70,000-year-old warriors in these tombs have an undying thought, and they choose people to pass on and teach what they have learned throughout their lives!
This supreme divine kingdom perished for unknown reasons, and all the masters of the divine kingdom have passed away. Those who are qualified to be buried here are probably the high-level masters of the divine kingdom! The common people have become dry bones along the way!
Therefore, any latecomer is a lucky one. They can directly choose a tomb to accept the inheritance. It is much more stable than fighting for ruins everywhere. It is really a great opportunity.
And the higher you go, the better the inheritance becomes, so be quick! "
Is this still possible?
Xin Zhuo summoned Wangyue Well without any hesitation and sprinkled the well water randomly.
The well water instantly turned into tens of thousands of threads, clinging to the densely packed grave mounds.
Soon, the surface of the well swayed, and countless new sacrificial spirits appeared——
[Special Sacrifice: Seventy thousand years ago, the Aberrant God Ming Zhen warrior, in the middle of the divine sea.
Note: Surrender is required! 】
[Special Sacrifice: Seventy thousand years ago, the Ability God Mingzhen Warrior, in the back realm of the Divine Sea.
Note: Surrender is required! 】
…
There are more than ten digits in a row, and there are more "?" numbers below.
Then above the well surface, a row of large reminder characters appeared inexplicably:
[The ancient gods have a trace of inheritance, and are as famous as the immortals who lived together in heaven and earth millions of years ago. The owner of the well can practice secretly, integrate, and make inferences to gain supreme creation and establish the foundation of supreme immortality! 】
Did Mochizuki approve of this thing?
A trace of the legacy of the ancient gods?
Immortality...
Xin Zhuo's mind suddenly flashed back to those terrifying and huge phantoms of the gods who were watching during the two major realm breakthroughs after the Holy Realm.
No wonder 70,000 years ago, before the Great Emperor came out, this supreme kingdom of God could withstand the Immortal Court for three thousand years on its own!
here……
There is a great blessing of immortality!
"Yeah..."
At this moment, a rhythmic roar suddenly came from the giant blood cloud eyes in the sky, just like...
Some kind of countdown!
A terrifying resistance appeared inexplicably all around.
Xue Ji, who was pulling him, suddenly changed her face and said: "The power of the spirit of the ruins of the Kingdom of God is weakening. This is urging those who enter the ruins to choose as soon as possible. I am afraid that if it is too late, they will be wiped out!"
Xin Zhuo immediately looked around. He was already in the middle of the endless tombs. Gray and golden light was floating in the air. These lights created great resistance. The level of refinement of his body determined the difficulty of continuing upward.
Tens of thousands of warriors below have already chosen the tombs to enter. There are also a large number of warriors around them who cannot bear the intrusion of the countdown-like sound of the blood cloud giant eye in the sky, so they have chosen to enter the tombs.
Above, there were only a few thousand people left.
"Walk!"
Xin Zhuo grabbed Xue Ji and quickly moved up.
These tombs need to be surrendered, that is to say, they have to enter. He also has to choose one, but the higher you go, the stronger the owner of the tomb becomes. Not even a fool knows how to choose!
Continuing to climb, every ten miles, you will enter a vacuum zone. The Lord of the Tomb Mound above the blank zone is even stronger.
Half an hour later, there were only more than a hundred warriors above who had not yet chosen. They were Chen Jingzhe, Yangshan Huai and other young ladies from Sandaoshan, Baili Surou, Jiang Guiyi, Ye Liantian, and monk Lingtong.
"Brother Xian, we can't do it anymore, let's stay here!"
Zanglong, Ni Cangtian, Bai Rou and others caught up with them at some point and jumped to the tombs all around.
Xin Zhuo looked at Xue Ji and asked, "Is it okay?"
"certainly!"
Beads of sweat had already appeared on Xue Ji Qiong's nose, she smiled slightly, and she didn't know where she got the strength to pull him to climb again.
Continuing upward for three miles, we finally reached the end. There were only about a hundred solitary tombs, each of which was extremely large. Even the tombstones were more elaborate than the ones below.
It’s just that the light of resistance turned into pure gold, as thick as sea water.
Even Chen Jingzhe, Jiang Guiyi and hundreds of other holy kings were struggling!
The only ones in the Great Sage Realm who haven't chosen yet are Xin Zhuo, Xue Ji and Jing Ge Ge's daughter Yao Qianyu.
Yao Qianyu glanced at Xin Zhuo, cursed something, gritted his teeth, and raised his head again.
Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji looked at each other and had no choice but to plunge into the "sea of golden light resistance"!
"Yeah..."
The "countdown" in the giant eye of the blood cloud in the sky is already extremely weak, and it is estimated that there are only about ten breaths left.
Above, Chen Jingzhe, Yangshan Huai, Jiang Guiyi, Baili Surou and hundreds of other Saint King masters and even the staggering Yao Qianyu made their choices quickly!
Xue Ji said to Xin Zhuo with difficulty: "It's not easy to get here, just choose one!"
With one leap, he ran straight to a grave mound diagonally opposite!
Xin Zhuo looked at the highest row above. No one could reach there. It was too late to call Xue Ji back, so he simply left the body and went straight to the top.
Unexpectedly, just as he jumped up, four figures turned around and attacked him quickly, and all struck out with a palm. Although there was no real energy or martial arts, the wind and power of the palm were still there. It was very sharp and caught him off guard, hitting him right in the chest.
One of them said gloomily: "What a bullshit guy with superior combat power and a saint in front of others. You are a low-born brat. You really think you are the chosen one. I want you to be wiped out here."
Xin Zhuo flew out and glanced at the four people. He saw that they were the ancestors of Kurosawa, Yingshi Yingba, Bahuangshan Feiqi and Ye Liantian from the third branch of the Zhenwu Sect!
The one who spoke was the gloomy-faced Ancestor Kurosawa!
A sneer appeared at the corner of Xin Zhuo's mouth. He stepped back and pointed his finger. The Great Sage transformed the world. There was no true energy and martial arts, but it was still vast and vast. It destroyed nothingness and chaos. In an instant, the momentum surpassed everything.
"you……"
The expressions of the four people were stunned and instantly turned to panic. Apparently, they didn't expect that despite all their martial arts skills, he still had magical powers. This guy is a monster!
Their reaction was not unpleasant, and they immediately retreated in the air. However, their bodies were still brushed by the Supreme Holy Path. Their expressions changed again, as if they felt the unusual flow of vitality in their bodies. However, their goal was achieved, and they all rushed towards a grave. mound.
Xin Zhuo landed heavily on the ground, just in the empty space between the more than a hundred tombs above and the tombs below, hundreds of feet away from both sides.
"Giggle..."
The "countdown" in the giant eyes of the blood cloud in the sky only has three breaths left!
Xin Zhuo's face darkened. He really didn't expect that these four people would take action at this critical moment, and the timing and angle chosen were so tricky!
How much hatred is this, insisting on putting yourself to death?
If these four people do not die this time, they will be killed later!
In the last three breaths, no matter whether you go up or down, it will be too late. If you don't have time, you will be completely wiped out by the giant eye in the sky!
He subconsciously summoned Wangyuejing, and then immediately scanned the surroundings to see if there were any missing graves.
This time, I actually saw one.
It was a solitary grave about ten feet away from the blank space, pitifully overgrown with weeds. There was not even a tombstone, only a circle of small bulging graves, and even half of the coffin was exposed.
It's hard to imagine what this person's status is. He obviously holds a very high position and his status is not low in the Kingdom of God, but he is so pitiful, like a lonely ghost with no one to care about him.
It’s him! It's better than being wiped out.
Xin Zhuo used his supreme holy way to arrive in a flash, opened the coffin, and lay down.
Almost at the moment he lay down, the countdown in the giant eyes of the blood cloud in the sky ended, and the entire supreme kingdom of God was dark, with no light in the sky and the earth.
The withered bones under him made his back hurt. He subconsciously turned around and took a look. Unfortunately, his cultivation level was not there and Wu Nian could not figure out what the withered bones looked like.
What kind of inheritance will this person have?
Maybe he is lonely and helpless, but his inheritance is contrary to heaven?
As soon as he thought of this, his body felt hot, and the dry bones suddenly turned into flying ashes. The ashes had an irresistible force and penetrated into his body along his limbs, followed by darkness, resentment, ridicule, violence, and sadness. The emotions roared out, destroying all his thoughts almost instantly.
"Buzz——"
Wangyuejing flew out inexplicably and absorbed all the dark side of these ashes, leaving only a huge obsession.
Xin Zhuo felt his head sink, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.
His last bit of consciousness was, what does this mean? What the hell kind of inheritance is this?
I do not know how long it has been!
Huddley, hazy...
There seemed to be endless images flashing before my eyes——
[He saw a child in brocade and jade robes, sitting in a magnificent hall crying...]
[A seven or eight-year-old boy, naughty and arrogant, bullying others everywhere...]
[A graceful and beautiful woman was torn apart by a eunuch-like figure, crying bitterly to the young man...]
[A large and elegant enclosed carriage is pulled by seven dragons into the sea of clouds...]
[A dilapidated small town, a quiet side palace...]
[The sea of clouds collapsed, the sky shattered, and terrifying power descended...]
[A foot of white silk hanging on the beam covered with cobwebs...]
[His neck is hung in the white silk...]
A strong sense of suffocation is coming...
Xin Zhuo couldn't help coughing violently, and vaguely saw a line of words:
[Seventeen years, nine months and twenty-five days! 】
It’s also like some kind of countdown!
"call out--"
Everything went away, and suddenly the eyes lit up.
"Young Master Xiaobai? Young Master Xiaobai?"
There was an urgent cry from the side.
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, sat up in the cross-legged position, panted heavily, and cried with joy as the voice beside his ears cried: "It's okay, Master, it's okay, it's okay!"
"call--"
Xin Zhuo touched his neck, and his vision gradually became clearer.
This is a room full of ancient charm, not very big, but very elegant. The bed is made of white pear wood, and the bed curtains are also very elegant and high-quality silk. There are bookcases, guzheng, and huge bronze mirrors not far away, and there are also A sword hangs.
He was stunned for a long time, pinched himself, it hurt, jumped under the bed, went straight to the door, and pulled it open with all his strength.
Outside the door, the sky is blue, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the courtyard is red bricks and green tiles, emerald pines and cypresses, and pink flower clusters.
There are pavilions and pavilions in the distance, and the courtyard is deep and quiet. At first glance, it looks like a top wealthy family!
Just this matter...
He immediately turned back to the room and looked at the bronze mirror. Inside was a strange child, about eight or nine years old, wearing thin white clothes. He looked quite handsome, but his face was pale.
He clenched his fist, feeling weak.
Damn, have you traveled through time again?
Second wear? Wear in or out?
wrong!
This should be the supreme kingdom of God 70,000 years ago.
It should be the dead bones in the giant coffin that brought him here. It should be an illusion, an illusion of inheritance!
[Seventeen years, nine months and twenty-five days! 】
This is the time that giant withered bone gives itself!
In other words, I have seventeen years to fulfill his last wish and get all his inheritance?
What was his last wish? What is inheritance?
And, what about the others?
Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time, feeling that this was very strange.
However, maybe in the illusion, we can see the true appearance of the supreme kingdom of God!
There is also the great disciple of Tathagata Buddha. That one seems to be in the Kingdom of the Supreme God. Through him, we can also get a glimpse of the true appearance of Tathagata?
According to the timeline, Emperor Qiyan already exists!
Can you also meet your nominal ancestor, the Great Emperor?
Hope Yuejing is here, how can I only want the inheritance of just you when I come here?
I want all of this supreme kingdom of God!
When you return, if you don’t enter the realm of Holy King or even higher, you will be doing yourself a disservice!
"Master?"
The person who shouted before came forward.
Xin Zhuo looked at her and saw that she was a very ugly woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, with big eyes, a flat nose, a big head, thick lips, short height, and smelled of sweat!
Still have a sense of smell?
Xin Zhuo pinched his face again. It hurt. He frowned and asked, "What is my name?"
The voice was childish and hoarse.
There was a trace of panic in the eyes of the woman in front of her, she stepped back step by step and shouted: "Young Master Xiaobai is crazy! Young Master Xiaobai is crazy!"
Turn around and run out!
Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment and simply sat on a chair nearby. His body was too short and his feet could not touch the ground.
"Young Master? He is obviously the son of a wealthy family. Xiao Bai, it must be his name!"
After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and countless men and women in ancient clothes approached with a rumble.
(End of chapter)
