Jiang Tian carefully looked at the blue demon pill in his hand, and then discovered that there was a blue flying dragon flying up and down among the clouds and mist in the demon pill. Even though most of the spiritual energy contained in it had dissipated after thousands of years, this dragon was still there. The blue flying dragon is still lifelike, as if it can break through the shackles at any time and fly out from this demon pill.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Tian still sent the demon pill into the ring.
There is still a drop of true dragon's blood in his body, and this dragon demon pill seems to be of good quality. Jiang Tian doesn't know what will happen if he refines the demon pill at this moment.
Emperor Xuantian said before that only by advancing to the Purple Mansion Realm can he refine the remaining drop of true dragon's blood. The dragon blood contained in this demon pill will never be less than the true dragon's blood. At this moment, it is refining , good or bad luck is unpredictable, it is better to put it in the Najie first, either until you advance to the Purple Mansion, or until the Emperor Xuantian wakes up, otherwise, it is best not to try to refine it easily.
Jiang Tian respectfully clasped his fists and saluted the hundreds of corpses in front of him, and then turned around and walked along the path between the valleys towards the outside of the canyon.
A moment later, Jiang Tian walked out of the valley, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear, and the feeling of vastness and sky came to him immediately.
At this moment, he was standing on a rock wall. In front of him were the stairs going down step by step, and behind him was the path leading to Hualong Pond. This space was extremely vast, with white clouds in the sky, although there were no sun or lunar stars. Alternating, but the light is extremely bright, almost no different from the daytime outside.
Below this staircase is a palace with multiple layers of palaces. It can be seen that this sect must have been a powerful force when it was at its peak.
However, now these palaces have been damaged and collapsed, and there are ruins everywhere after fierce battles. The entire sect can be said to be covered with corpses, including the corpses of huge monsters. It can be seen that this secret realm was invaded by monsters and broke out. A fierce and desperate battle ended with everyone dying together, completely hidden in the Blood Canyon.
Over the past ten thousand years, the ruins collapsed and the corpses turned into bones. Only the Hualong Pond was still running. It was not until Jiang Tian forced his imperial envoy Ji Lei to kill the demon cultivator Peacock with a paperweight that he was seriously injured and dying, and then strayed into the secret realm.
Jiang Tian was secretly curious and walked along the steps towards the ruins of the sect below. There was no news of Emperor Xuantian in his sea of consciousness. Now if he wanted to find out the origin of this sect, he could only rely on himself to search for it. , to discover.
After a while, he came down from the mountain peak. Although most of the first palace in front of him had collapsed, the glazed gold tiles still shined brightly, and he could vaguely see the majestic appearance of this palace with its original carved beams and painted buildings.
In front of the palace, there were piles of white bones and corpses scattered across the floor. At a glance, there were no fewer than hundreds of corpses, including many demon cultivator skeletons. This shows that there must have been a brutal fight here.
Jiang Tian walked to the main entrance of the palace, and then saw that in front of only half of the portal, there was a plaque that was split into two halves, with silver hooks and iron paintings on it, and the three characters "Zhengxin Palace" were written on it.
"Zhengxin Palace?"
Jiang Tian frowned slightly. He didn't understand why the hall was called this name. Does it mean that to enter the hall, you need to ask your heart carefully before you can enter?
He strolled towards the ruins of the Zhengxin Hall. Although most of the hall collapsed, after Jiang Tian walked in, he discovered that there was a stone sculpture standing in front of the Zhengxin Hall.
This stone sculpture is almost as high as the roof beam, supporting half of the Zhengxin Hall. It is precisely because of the existence of the stone sculpture that the Zhengxin Hall did not completely collapse even if it was affected by magical powers.
What surprised Jiang Tian the most was this stone sculpture. The stone sculpture was clearly a human monk holding a long sword, but he had many demon features on his body, such as dragon horns on his forehead and dragon scales between his eyebrows. Behind him is a pair of phoenix wings that are like condensed flames. His right hand holding the sword seems to be fine, but his left hand is like an eagle's claw. Even if it is just a stone sculpture, it can make people feel extremely sharp.
In short, the stone sculpture in front of me does not look like a human race. Instead, it looks like a half-demon body with the blood of human race and demon race.
But this place is clearly a human sect, so why would they enshrine a half-demon stone sculpture and call this hall the Zhengxin Hall?
Looking at the strange stone sculpture in front of him, Jiang Tian had doubts in his heart. However, there was no news from Emperor Xuantian and seemed to be still sleeping in his sea of consciousness. No one could help him answer these doubts at this moment.
He turned around and walked out of the Zhengxin Hall, and then walked towards the ruined palaces ahead. If he wanted to find out the secrets of this sect, the easiest way was to go to the library and take a look inside. The sect's classics and various secrets Xin, will be included in the Library Pavilion. As long as the Library Pavilion still stands, even if all the monks of the sect die in battle, the inheritance will never be cut off.
However, after a moment, Jiang Tian was stunned. The library in front of him was in ruins.
Moreover, on top of the ruins of the library, there lies the skeleton of a giant dragon that is one hundred feet long and has two wings on its back. The fatal wound of the hundred-foot dragon was a knife that spread from the top of its head to its back, which was more than seventy feet long. The huge wound, the spine of the double-winged dragon was completely shattered by this blow.
Jiang Tian could imagine that after the two-winged dragon suffered such a terrifying blow, he knew that he had no mercy. Finally, he fought with Yu Yong and slammed into the sect's library. Even if he died, he would have to fight with this library. The pavilion perished together.
This collision directly shattered the restrictions of the Library Pavilion. The Library Pavilion collapsed and shattered, and the giant dragon died suddenly and tragically.
Jiang Tian shook his head in confusion. He really couldn't figure out what the deep hatred between the demon clan and this sect was. Why would they risk their lives to destroy the inheritance of this sect?
After the library collapsed, countless classics poured out and scattered across a hundred feet of space. Here, there were hundreds of human beings and demon monks fighting to the last moment.
The human monks who generously sacrificed their lives guarded their classics until their death. All of them protected the scattered classics even until their death, and did not let the demon clan invade even a single step within the hundred-foot radius covered with classics.
Jiang Tian walked past these corpses, looked at the classics on the ground, and bent down to pick up one. Who knew that his fingers had not yet touched the classics, but the breeze brought by his palms blew by, and the classics on the ground instantly turned into The flying ashes followed as if it was a chain reaction. All the classics on the ground were turned into ashes, and the flying ashes scattered in front of Jiang Tian. In the end, only a layer of ashes remained on the ground.
"Seniors, do you know that the sect's classics that you have guarded to the death can't escape the fate of being turned into ashes after ten thousand years? If you knew, what choice would you make?"
Jiang Tian turned around and looked at the skeletons of human monks around him, and silently saluted. These heroic spirits, even if they knew that their protection was meaningless, might still choose to fight to the death for the one ten thousandth chance of passing on the sect!
