There was nothing unusual from a distance, but when he got closer, he discovered that the depression was very deep, half a person's height. At the bottom, there was a layer of white bones, and there were many skulls. The bones were as white as snow, shining with a dazzling luster. , at first glance, it was left behind by the death of a top cultivator.
"What on earth is this place? It's too scary. How could there be such a presence in the back of the Lu family? How did my father find out about it?"
Everything lingered in Lu Chen's heart like a mystery. He always felt that he was being secretly controlled by someone, which was a very strange feeling.
Modron!
Looking up into the distance, two huge black fonts caught my eye, which seemed to be the source of the evil spirit.
There are mental fluctuations in the black font. Otherwise, even the elder Ge may not know the word 'Magron'.
Lu Chen wanted to take everything into his arms, but unfortunately he knew that if he dared to take a few steps forward, it would probably disappear in an instant.
"Magron, what on earth is this place? There are also alien demons. Could it be that the alien demons are sealed here? This..."
After thinking about it, this was the only reasonable explanation. Lu Chen felt cold sweat break out down his spine when he thought of the alien demons being sealed away by strong humans in the mountains behind his home or even under the isolated city.
"It has been too long since the war between the alien demons. Any spiritual formation will continue to weaken under the ravage of time. If one day the spiritual formation cannot suppress the existence below, I am afraid that the entire Southwest Region will be devastated."
"Hey! You can't protect yourself, so don't worry about it. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up."
Thinking like this, Lu Chen suddenly felt enlightened and looked carefully at the depression in front of him. He always felt that the depression in front of him was a word, but it was too close for him to see.
The figure retreated dozens of feet toward the back, and then the depression was clearly seen.
"Devil!" Lu Chen was shocked in his heart. Demon is the representative of evil. Whether in ancient times or in the Lingtian Continent now, demon always represents evil.
In the depressions, Lu Chen was far away at the moment and could clearly see that those depressions just formed a magic word.
"Magron, there is another magic word here. Could it be that I really carried it like this and entered the base camp of the alien tribe?" Thinking of this, Lu Chen suddenly felt that there were hundreds of millions of evil eyes behind him staring at him, and he turned around suddenly, There was nothing but darkness behind him.
Walking to the depression, looking around, there was nothing special except for the word "Magron" suspended in the void in the distance. However, with the word "Magron", Lu Chen could feel the strong evil energy on it, which had condensed into substance, giving him a feeling. Even a million people wouldn't dare come close.
Right now, the only way out is this depression. Looking intently into the depression, after a long time, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.
Being above him, Lu Chen didn't feel any discomfort, except that he felt like there were millions of pairs of eyes staring at him. Being in the depression of the magic word, his whole body shivered for no reason.
"kill!"
As soon as he stepped into the magic word, Lu Chen's eyes were as red as blood, and his murderous aura rushed into the night, as if he wanted to kill everything and destroy the world.
If Mr. Ge were around, he would be shocked by Lu Chen's current state. This is a sign of madness.
A cultivator goes against the will of heaven throughout his life. Although God will leave a glimmer of hope, that glimmer of hope is too small. The stronger the strength, the slimmer the chance of survival. Every cultivator will be tested by heaven and earth when he reaches a breakthrough.
This is what monks call overcoming tribulation!
There are many types of tribulations to overcome. Intentional tribulations belong to the cultivator himself, and no one can help him. If he fails, his cultivation will stagnate, he will become possessed, or he will die, and his Tao will disappear. In addition, there are still heaven and earth. Disaster, this can be solved with the help of external forces.
At this moment, Lu Chen was experiencing a heart tribulation, but his heart tribulation seemed too weird.
Even if there are external forces, it is difficult to overcome the catastrophe. With the help of external forces, if you are not careful, it will only be counterproductive. Once you fail, you will only fall. Even if you hide in the ends of the earth, the catastrophe of the world will be nowhere. Not here.
Just like the Nine Nether Bird, its nirvana failed and it could only stay in Lu Chen's body. If it showed its true form at will, it might lead to the thunder and disaster of heaven and earth. However, the Nine Nether Bird is born with an abnormality and cannot be determined by common sense. Neither is the thunder and disaster of heaven and earth. People can influence.
But Lu Chen is very complicated at the moment. Talking about the calamity of the heart does not count as the calamity of the heart, and talking about the calamity of the world does not count as the calamity of the world. His calamity was completely caused by external forces and does not belong to the calamity of the world.
In the depression, Lu Chen was like a madman. Compared with the failure of the Heart Tribulation, it was even more serious. If he fell into madness, he would probably become a killing machine for the rest of his life.
"Kill!" The real energy in his hand kept shooting out, bombarding the boulder. The boulder in front of him was also extraordinary. Ordinary boulders would have turned into ashes under Lu Chen's crazy bombardment, but it did not leave even the slightest mark.
As if there was no need to consume the palm prints of the true essence, they were shot one after another. As the number of palm prints increased, Lu Chen's eyes became increasingly red, so red that they started to bleed!
Tick tock!
A drop of blood dripped from his eyelid and fell into the depression.
boom!
The boulder trembled, and a stream of blood flowed out from a point above the magic word, appearing out of thin air. No one knew its source.
The blood seemed to be endless, spreading downwards along that point, followed by a horizontal line, a pound, and then flowed into all the depressions below.
Looking from a distance, the entire depression has been occupied by blood. Even so, the blood seems to show no sign of stopping. The blood in the depression seems to be still rising, and it seems that it will never stop until the magic word depression is filled.
"ah……"
When Yin Hong's blood flowed to Lu Chen's feet, a scream suddenly rang out. He had been unaware of it and suddenly felt inhuman pain, as if hundreds of millions of bloodthirsty insects were biting his essence and blood at the same time. The Wanli sword was cutting his body at the same time, as if his soul was being forcibly torn into pieces.
He had never experienced such pain before. He could not describe the pain in words. Every inch of his body was suffering.
That kind of pain drove him crazy. Just when he was about to sink, a gray light curtain emitted from the middle finger of his right hand, and then enveloped his whole body. The gray light curtain circulated around Lu Chen's body for a moment. .
It was this circle of light that made Lu Chen sober up.
Lu Chen, who had regained some consciousness, wanted to move away from here, but he was shocked to find that he seemed unable to move, his whole body was no longer under his control, and his consciousness seemed to be suppressed into a corner.
"ah!"
The screams never stopped, and even the resolute Lu Chen would never forget this kind of pain.
The blood continued to flow. Lu Chen screamed and could only watch the blood submerge his shoes and the soles of his feet. He only felt despair in his heart, but could not avoid it.
This reminded him of the scene of his fight with Jiang Guyao. The latter's spiritual formation was also like this. The strange raindrops gradually submerged him, but there was a huge difference between the two.
If Lu Chen was enduring inhuman torture at this moment, then fighting Jiang Guyao back then was a heavenly enjoyment.
They all watched death approaching, but now Lu Chen would rather die immediately than endure such torture.
The blood never stops spreading, and has already submerged his calf. As the blood gradually submerges him, the pain becomes more and more intense.
Suddenly, the screams disappeared, and the figure whose blood had spread to his knees stood in the depression of the magic word like a blood pool, with his head lowered, as if he had completely lost his life.
The continuously trembling Baizhang Black Sky Demonic Pillar suddenly fell silent, and the evil aura rising to the sky was also diluted a lot. There was already a trace of light passing through the evil aura, and the space became dead silent.
"What's going on?" A hundred feet away from the Black Sky Demonic Pillar, a soul body was very worried and looked anxiously at the old man standing slightly in front of him.
"I don't know either. Although the Black Sky Demon Pillar has been with me for endless years, it is a pity that it is too ferocious. I need to suppress the strange demon generals and have no ability to subdue it. However, I know that the Black Sky Demon Pillar has its own world. If you want to To control it, you must go through the baptism of demonic blood, and those who get it can endure such pain for eternity."
"Great Demon Lord?"
"Yeah! A strong man who defies heaven, fights with people, fights with demons, and fights with heaven!"
"Fighting against the sky?" Mr. Ge was very puzzled. Every cultivator goes against the will of the sky and competes with the sky for their fate. After all, they have been fighting against the sky all their lives. In this way, they are actually fighting against the sky. Tiandou is nothing, but when the senior in front of me talks about it, it doesn't seem like that.
"This sky is not the other sky. Heaven refers to it!" The old man raised his head. There, wisps of light were gradually shining on the earth through the evil aura emitted by the black sky magic pillar. It seemed that nothing in the world could stop its existence. .
Mr. Ge also raised his head, but was even more puzzled.
"No need to worry, he is the one they chose and will not die easily. He will have to wait for another life at most!"
"Wait another life? Is there really reincarnation in the world?" Mr. Ge became more and more horrified as he listened.
Bang!
When Elder Ge was shocked, the already silent black sky magic pillar suddenly shot straight into the sky. Wherever the magic pillar passed, evil aura filled the air. The world was shrouded in black evil, without a trace of light.
"My time has come. Every time I wake up, I consume a lot of energy. I don't know when those existences will appear again. Alas, every time they appear, there will be blood flowing all over the world. The end of the world is nothing more than this. Unfortunately, the final road to heaven requires them!"
The old man's words were full of pity, disgust, and helplessness.
Seeing the magic pillar soaring into the sky, a smile appeared on Mr. Ge's illusive face again. The old man in front of him finished his words and walked towards the distance step by step. It didn't take long before the figure was completely submerged by the evil spirit.
"The Black Sky Demonic Pillar is not something that ordinary people can possess. Throughout the ages, many peerless monsters have become his sacrifices. Tell him that the ancestral ring can help him suppress the evil aura of the Black Sky Demonic Pillar. Otherwise, he will have no choice but to perish."
"Thank you, senior!" Mr. Ge bowed his waist and thanked him. Looking at the trembling Black Sky Demonic Pillar, his face was full of doubts.
The magic pillar soars into the sky and trembles violently!
In the depression, screams continued. At this moment, the blood had already submerged the waist of the figure in the depression. The blood had already exceeded the surrounding edges. The strange thing was that not a drop of blood flowed out of the depression. Except for wrapping the figure in the depression, not a drop of blood was wasted.
"woo woo woo woo!"
The blood flowed back and spread to his lips. Lu Chen could only whimper. After a moment, there was deathly silence outside the magic tomb, and even the flow of blood made no sound.
