As soon as Dai Zhou finished speaking, everyone suddenly felt that the whole canyon was shaking violently. Cao Hong was looking around in surprise when he suddenly felt a bulge on the ground under his feet. Before she could react, Song Kai next to her suddenly pulled her away, and then she stood on the ground where she had originally stood. The ground exploded, and a thick iron cable burst out of the ground, narrowly grazing her body and rushing into the air.
Not only here, iron ropes broke out one after another in the canyon. More than a hundred cultivators were caught off guard and were pierced through the bodies by the iron ropes. Then all the blood and essence in their bodies were swallowed up by the iron ropes. Not even the bones were left, only a piece of shriveled human skin. The ground hangs on the iron rope and floats as the iron rope shakes.
The appearance of these iron ropes was too sudden, and everyone was distracted by the vibration of the canyon. Except for a dozen or so people with higher cultivation levels who quickly dodge, the rest almost did not escape the attack of the iron ropes. Even the Daozi of Tianfu Sect Qu Yuling, a strong man in the early stage of Yuanshen, was also unable to escape the attack because his injuries were too serious, and his essence and blood were sucked away alive.
In the crowd, the sand mink turned into wind and sand, smiled strangely and dodged the sneak attack of the iron rope. Just as he was about to step back, he suddenly let out a painful roar and his whole body shriveled up out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a piece of human skin and an iron rope covered with blood mist. Suddenly bursting out from above his head was the Xuan Yan Torture Rope that he had captured not long ago.
Not only Sha Diao, Zong Li and Xuanyuan Yun, who also won the artifact, also screamed. If Yu Hualong and Shen Zhongyuan hadn't reacted quickly and immediately helped to force out the Xuanyan torture rope from their bodies, I'm afraid they would have lost their lives. Both of them will also be swallowed up and die.
Shi Chishang and Yu Lewei were immersed in the fusion flame when they suddenly felt a vibration around their bodies. Knowing that the situation was not good, the two of them did not care to continue practicing and quickly separated their respective flames.
Yu Lewei's soul also returned to her body. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly felt that she was in a dark abyss with no light.
Fortunately, Shi Chishang reacted quickly, quickly activated the Zhulong magical power, cast a dazzling light, and instantly broke through the ban imposed by Yuhualong, and also took advantage of the situation to see the drastic changes in the outside world.
Seeing Cao Hong, Sun Wei, Zong Sheng and others hurriedly avoiding the dense iron rope attacks, Shi Chishang was startled, and quickly jumped up together with Yu Lewei to help everyone defend.
Shi Chishang used his wings of yin and yang to keep escaping, saving Cao Hong, Zong Sheng, Sun Wei and others one by one. Just as he threw Sun Wei to Yu Hualong, he heard Song Kai exclaim, and when he turned around, he saw him. Already surrounded by three iron ropes.
Seeing that Song Kai was about to be strangled with iron ropes, he suddenly took out several talisman papers and slapped them on his body with a look of pain. Then his thin body flattened out of thin air and turned into a paper man with a body less than half a centimeter thick. He jumped out from the gap in the iron chain.
Shi Chishang arrived just at this moment, grabbed his wrist and pulled him up into the air, then his body flashed, he flipped several times, dodged the crazy attack of several iron ropes, and fled back to Yuhua in embarrassment. Beside the dragon.
At this time, Yu Lewei also rescued Xuanyuan Yun, Chen Yixia and others. Also escaping were the Heavenly Corpse Sect, Enu Palace and other ghost monks, all of whom gathered in the Yuhualong Soul Domain with frightened expressions.
Shen Zhongyuan, Qingpao Laodao, and Ao Han also rescued some cultivators respectively. However, there were almost two hundred cultivators before, but now only less than fifty survived.
The green-robed old Taoist's face was livid, and he stared at Dai Zhou who was bowing in front of the palace. His eyes were full of anger. If he hadn't been afraid of the resurrected Jian Hai, he would have taken action long ago.
Shen Zhongyuan thought for a moment and suddenly looked at Yu Hualong. After noticing his gaze, the latter said coldly: "Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on."
Shen Zhongyuan shook his head: "That's not what I'm talking about, Sect Master Yu, the situation has changed now, it's best for you and me not to hold back."
Yu Hualong frowned, glanced at him, and then looked away silently.
The movement lasted for more than twenty minutes before the dense iron cables retreated underground one by one. Finally, there was movement in the palace, which had always been extremely quiet. The previously closed palace door slowly opened, and a wave of water flowed out. Rich fire aura.
This fire spiritual energy was so pure that even if Dai Zhougui was at the palm level, he frowned and avoided it, not daring to touch it.
When the fire spiritual energy burst out and slowly spread out, everyone finally saw the situation in the palace.
There was a sarcophagus placed in the palace, with dense iron ropes wrapped around it, and a large number of iron ropes submerged into the ground. It seemed to be restraining the sarcophagus. However, after Yu Hualong and others cast a spell to increase their vision, they suddenly saw a wave coming. A stream of pure blood-colored soul poured into the sarcophagus from the ground along the iron rope.
"I see!"
Shi Chishang was staring into the hall when he suddenly heard Zong Sheng say in sudden realization: "Part of what they said is true. The sarcophagus is indeed drawing the earth's veins, but it also deceived us. No matter we kill the ferocious beast, or the ferocious beast kills If we die, the essence and blood of the deceased will be sucked away by the iron rope hidden in the ground and collected into the sarcophagus."
Shi Chishang's heart sank. At this moment, he also recalled that he had discovered that the beast had inexplicably dried up its essence and blood after it died. He didn't understand it at that time, but at this moment, he knew it clearly.
There is no doubt that this ruins is a trap set by Jianhai. Whether it is the tens of thousands of ferocious beasts that have been raised for more than a thousand years, the cultivators from all walks of life who have been tempted by the artifact, and the strong men of the four tribes controlled by Qilin Sect, They are all Jianhai's blood bank.
As long as someone dies in the ruins, their blood and essence will be sucked away by the iron cables underground and collected into the sarcophagus.
The blood essence and blood of tens of thousands of ferocious beasts alone is enough to allow a blood cultivator to surpass the twelfth level, not to mention that there were hundreds of cultivators who died in the ruins just now, and their amount of blood essence may not be as high as that of the ferocious beasts. They are beasts, but their essence and blood are soaked with energy, and their quality is undoubtedly higher than that of ferocious beasts.
And Jian Hai has absorbed so much blood essence. Once resurrected, his strength is simply unimaginable. The four twelfth-level people here alone are probably not the opponent of this evil.
Just when Chi Shang and even many cultivators were either shocked or angry, as if they had finally absorbed enough blood essence, the originally quiet sarcophagus suddenly trembled slightly, and then the countless iron ropes originally wrapped around it began to slide like living snakes. First, The end that was submerged in the ground was quickly withdrawn, and countless iron ropes quickly slid around the sarcophagus.
In just tens of seconds, the entire sarcophagus was completely unsealed, and the densely packed iron ropes merged one by one, finally turning into a simple iron rope covered with mottled scarlet bloodstains. One end was submerged in the sarcophagus, and the other end was branched into nine, as if alive. Things were dancing out of thin air, which made everyone feel even more chilled.
boom! The moment the sarcophagus was unsealed, the lid of the coffin was suddenly shattered by a huge force from the inside. A small warhammer engraved with countless inscriptions poked out from it. There were wisps of heart-stopping white flames lingering on the surface, which sometimes disillusioned and sometimes gathered. now.
Shi Chishang's sharp eyes saw that at the end of the war hammer's handle, there was a delicate little hand with pale skin. It did not look like a man's, but seemed to be a woman's hand.
As the coffin lid exploded, the war hammer quietly dropped, and a young man with disheveled hair sat in the coffin. Because his black hair covered his face, it was difficult for everyone to distinguish between male and female.
The man seemed to have just woken up. After sitting up, he actually stopped moving. It was just the pressure from Xuanyan Xingsuo and Xingjiu Hammer that forced Yu Hualong, Shen Zhongyuan, and Ao Han not to dare to act rashly. Only the old man in green robe looked solemn and stared at the young man coldly.
After being so quiet for a moment, the young man seemed to finally wake up from his deep sleep. He smiled lonely at first, then stood up from the sarcophagus, turned to look at the people outside, and said coldly: "You are here to find me. Father’s?”
"His father?" Sun Wei was startled, then suddenly woke up and said in surprise, "Isn't he Jian Hai?"
Shi Chi Shang's face was also full of shock. He never expected that the person in the sarcophagus was not Jian Hai that everyone thought, but... it seemed to be Jian Hai's son?
Dai Zhou, who was standing respectfully outside the door, also showed a look of astonishment. He couldn't help but raise his head and look into the hall. When he saw the young man, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You, you are not the Patriarch?"
The young man chuckled, shook his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to push all the messy hair behind him, revealing a delicate face.
When they saw the man's face, Shen Zhongyuan and Qingpao Taoist both had complicated expressions. Although they came here to kill Jian Hai, at their age, their peers would either fall or ascend. They thought they would finally meet a person from the past. Of the same generation, I didn’t expect that the other person was not Jian Hai.
In the crowd, Young Master He Bai also looked at the young man with a complicated expression. With his cultivation level, he has already understood the reality of the entire ruins, and also knows that the person in the sarcophagus is not Jianhai. After all, Jian Hai died in his hands back then, and his soul was completely destroyed. There was no possibility of a second soul at all.
The young man looked at the people outside with great interest, then looked at Dai Zhou and smiled calmly: "Are you the leader of the Qilin Sect of this generation?"
The aura that the young man exuded was only the eleventh level. As a Palm Sea leveler, Dai Zhou was naturally respectful when facing his ancestor Jian Hai, but facing this second generation, he certainly didn't feel so much pressure.
But just when he was about to stand up straight and answer, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. He subconsciously lowered his body and said solemnly: "Yes."
Seeing the change in Dai Zhou's mood, the young man didn't care. Instead, he stepped out of the sarcophagus with a smile and walked straight out of the palace.
The moment he walked out of the palace, several ferocious beasts next to him howled, and there was a hint of fawning on their ferocious faces, and they moved forward with their heads and tails wagging.
"I haven't seen you for a long time!" The young man caressed the heads of those ferocious beasts with a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect that more than a thousand years have passed and my father is gone, and you are the only one who is still with me."
"Boy, are you Jian Hai's son?" the old man in green robe suddenly shouted coldly.
The atmosphere of the reunion was ruined. The young man frowned slightly and looked over with an unhappy expression. But when he saw the dozens of embarrassed cultivators outside, he couldn't help laughing, nodded, and slowly grabbed the suspension Xuan Yan Xingsuo, who was beside him, still held the Nine Punishers in his right hand, looking at everyone with a sneer on his lips.
"I am remonstrating without mercy. Why don't you, the younger generation, bow down and salute?"
