Chapter 1,104 The targets are all ruins

Style: Fantasy Author: Tiangang OverlordWords: 2175Update Time: 24/01/13 08:04:42
As the weapon spirit of the Celestial Clan's most precious treasure, the Red Divine Sword, Chi Lingzi is naturally considered a member of the Celestial Clan.

"It should be like this. No one can enter except for the blood of the Celestial Clan. So this secret space must be reserved by the Celestial Clan people." Chi Lingzi said.

"There is the scent of blood and essence from the tribe!" Zhou Yang suddenly sniffed.

"I feel it too, right in front!" Mu Han also whispered.

"Let's go take a look." Zhou Yang walked forward looking for breath, Mu Han followed closely.

"Whoosh!" Two black shadows suddenly jumped out and struck the two of them with their palms.

"Be careful, it's a puppet!" Zhou Yang recognized the sudden black figure at a glance, and at the same time pulled Mu Han to dodge.

The two puppets pounced again and attacked the two of them.

The puppet that pounced on Zhou Yang was obviously stronger than the other one.

Zhou Yang turned sideways, and then struck out like lightning, quickly hitting two points on the puppet's body, freezing it in place.

Although Mu Han's speed was not slow, he was still a little behind the puppet. After dodging a fierce blow, he saw that he couldn't dodge the second one.

But at this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Mu Han. He also clicked on two of the puppet's mechanisms, immobilizing it again and storing it in the magical treasure.

Mu Han's face was pale and he was so frightened just now.

"Can you control the puppet?" After a moment of calmness, she finally realized what she was doing.

"Yeah." Zhou Yang nodded without saying anything more.

He explored it with his spiritual consciousness, and then moved forward again.

"This, these are damaged puppets!" After walking only a hundred feet away, Zhou Yang discovered several mutilated puppets.

Some are missing arms, some are missing legs, and some are missing heads.

Although these puppets are broken, the materials are obviously better than those of the previous two sneak attacks.

Zhou Yang stepped forward, reached out and knocked, making a clanging sound.

"Are these all god-level puppets?" His eyes couldn't help but brighten, and then he put them all into the storage of divine treasures.

"Brother Zhou, the power of blood is stronger!" Mu Han said suddenly.

Zhou Yang also felt the restlessness of the blood in his body.

After walking a hundred feet, a huge stone door suddenly appeared, but it was not the usual two doors, there was only one door, like a large stone monument.

This single stone door is painted with complicated colorful patterns, almost covering the top and bottom of the stone door.

To the left and right of the stone gate, there is a stone statue of a strange monster beast, which is exactly the same as the one outside the mountain gate of Tongtian Holy Sect.

"It's not a rune, but it doesn't look like an ordinary pattern. Is there another mystery behind it?"

Zhou Yang couldn't see through it, so he waved his hand and fired a burst of divine power at Shimen.

"Not good!" As soon as the divine power hit the stone door, a surging force rebounded back, almost ten times more powerful than before.

Zhou Yang pulled Mu Han and retreated violently, but was still affected by the force. The two of them were thrown away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Both of them are masters of the divine realm, so it doesn't matter if they fall down.

"Ten times the power is returned, this..." Zhou Yang did not stand up immediately, but murmured in his mouth.

The counterattack power of this stone gate is actually very similar to his Heavenly Cave Picture Scroll. What's going on?

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?" Mu Han had already stood up. Seeing Zhou Yang like this, he reached out to pull him.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Zhou Yang reacted and stood up after being pulled by Mu Han.

"Don't bother. Since you were dragged down by the power of blood, you should still need blood essence." Chi Lingzi waved his hand.

"This..." Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The three drops of essence and blood that he had finally condensed were used to activate the god-level ghost restriction, and now he still needed essence and blood, which made him feel distressed.

There is no way, we have reached this point, we must not retreat.

A drop of blood essence was quickly absorbed by Shimen, but it remained motionless.

"At least three drops." Chi Lingzi said.

At this moment, Zhou Yang began to hate the number three.

He gritted his teeth, condensed two drops of blood again, and pressed it on the stone door.

The blue patterns on the stone door seemed to come alive and suddenly started to squirm.

In the astonished eyes of Zhou Yang and Mu Han, as the patterns continued to squirm, the middle of the stone door slowly cracked and split into two.

At the same time, the figure of Three Tiger General Fan Yuan also appeared in the mortal kingdom.

In addition to him, there were several strong men in the divine realm accompanying him.

Two of them were the two important ministers of the Agni Fire Empire, Mr. Fu and Mr. Yun.

"No wonder, no one would have thought that the majestic ancient demon sect would actually be hidden in a mortal country!" the rich man said with a frown.

As soon as they entered Jincheng Kingdom, they felt extremely uncomfortable. Because there is no spiritual energy here, let alone the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Yes, but it took my subordinates ten years to find it with the help of the map." Fan Yuan bowed.

His cultivation at this time was already at the peak of the late Golden Core stage.

"Hmph, if you had reported it as soon as possible, the two of us might have reached the peak of False Gods!" Mr. Yun snorted coldly.

After the God Emperor left, the two of them had been suppressed by the old prince and others, and they were really frustrated.

A few years ago, the old prince took the initiative to welcome the prince back, which made the two of them very angry.

However, the old prince had won over a group of top experts in the empire, and was firmly on top of them in terms of strength.

But a secret message from Fan Yuan cheered them up.

If they enter the underground ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect, they may have a great opportunity to break through to the peak of the False God, and they can make a comeback.

"My subordinates didn't collect the Five Elements Tokens, so..." Fan Yuan explained a few words, but was interrupted by Mr. Yun with a wave of his hand.

"Stop being so nagging, get to Wangyue Ridge quickly!"

"Yes." Fan Yuan's waist bent even more due to the training.

He was originally a member of the Sixth Prince. Both the Fourth Prince and the Sixth Prince died in Jiuyou Ghost City. Only he and a few people escaped.

Without his master and backer, Fan Yuan was like a bereaved dog, and his life was very difficult.

The fourth prince and the sixth prince were already on good terms with the third prince, so Fan Yuan established a relationship with the two elders through the third prince's subordinates.

However, Fan Yuan is not a direct subordinate of the two, and his loyalty is naturally doubted.

But he was used to the days when he could reach out for clothes and open his mouth when food came, and he no longer wanted to work hard. But if he wanted to gain the trust of the two elders, he had to produce a certificate of nomination.

The secret land of the Tongtian Holy Sect is the best way to declare one's name.

As Zhou Yang expected, the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect were left by Fan Yuan for his own rise.

But in desperation, he could only offer it with both hands.

In the endless starry sky, four huge starry sky battleships swept wildly in the black wind, not afraid of the raging black storm at extremely fast speeds.

"How much longer?" At this time, on the main ship of the fleet, a middle-aged man wearing a strange cyan armor said coldly.

This person is two feet tall, has a green face, protruding eyes, big shoulders and a round waist, and looks very different from ordinary people.

But there was no trace of divine power on his body.