The mountain fog is thick and the red clouds are overflowing.
On the shore of the bright lake in the Buda Forest, layers of scaly waves rise with the wind. The mirror-like water surface reflects a beautiful face. Her jade cheeks are slightly red, and there are some water stains on her delicate lips. Next to him, stood a handsome figure.
"Wait for me here." Lin Zixuan ordered, staring at the calm water, his heart was filled with ups and downs.
Cang Xueyan's beautiful eyes flashed, there were some things that she couldn't bear to ask about.
The water in the lake was very cold, and even though he had advanced cultivation, he still couldn't resist the bone-chilling chill.
"Boy Lin, there's something weird here." Mr. Feng noticed something strange and reminded him.
Lin Zixuan hesitated for a moment, but still swooped down. As time passed, his vision gradually became clearer. At the dark bottom of the lake, a barrier separated the water. In it, there was a wide stone forest, ancient swords, There are mountains of swords and halberds, and wine bottles and chess records can be seen everywhere.
In the center, in front of the stone wall, there was a majestic figure with his back facing him. The man's long flowing hair was black and white, and his fierce momentum was like an unsheathed sword, shaking the earth.
The middle-aged man opened his hands and raised his fingers to the sky. This move made Lin Zixuan's eyes flicker, as if he had an illusion that he was the supreme master at this moment.
"Little guy, you're here." A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He turned around and stepped out. Everything in the world was still, and even time was frozen. All movements were under his control.
"Are you Senior Guangming Blood Lord?" Lin Zixuan looked at the middle-aged man with deep awe in his eyes.
"Yes, little guy, I am very pleased that you have grown to this point in just a few years." The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile.
"Come meet your senior brother." The middle-aged man looked calm. As he waved his hand, the cold environment suddenly became hot. The surrounding stone forest was wildly turbulent. A huge crack suddenly opened in the earth, and pieces of lava came out. In the blink of an eye, In a short time, they gathered into a flaming figure.
Lin Zixuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the flaming figure was clearly that person.
"Long time no see, my dear junior brother, how have you been?" The flames were reflected in the sky, and the fierce hot air and the wind were scorching the eyes. The evil fire man raised his head, a hoarse voice came out of his mouth, and his withered lips also revealed a hint of evil. smile.
"Okay." The middle-aged man scolded lightly, and the whole cave trembled. The evil fire man-demon laughed and shut up.
"Little guy, do you know how long I have endured this lonely waiting?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Zixuan and smiled.
"A hundred years? A thousand years? A person's lifespan is only a hundred years, but I have waited for dozens of years, and during this long time, I set up three tests." Ignoring Lin Zixuan, the Bright Blood Lord spoke to himself.
"For thousands of years, for countless days and nights, I have been looking forward to having a successor who can inherit my mantle. But among the millions of people, do you know why I chose you?"
Lin Zixuan frowned and then shook his head.
"Destiny is so wonderful. You may not know that you have the most powerful bloodline in the world, but you are bound by a seal. And because of the passage of time and my life cultivation, I have changed from the all-powerful Lord to the sky. He became an old man with gray hair."
The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy, and his face showed some vicissitudes of life. The black hair on his body suddenly turned white, as if it was painted by snow.
"Awaken your bloodline, save me, and help me get out of trouble. This is the last test, your destination, and the glory of your life." The middle-aged man smiled, and it was weird.
"What if I refuse?" Lin Zixuan looked at him and asked.
Hearing Lin Zixuan's words, the middle-aged man smiled, and his smile was extremely cold. The eyes of the evil fire man and demon even revealed flames, as if their pupils were burning.
"You have no choice." The middle-aged man swung his sleeve with his right hand, and an invisible force imprisoned Lin Zixuan in the air, and his whole body's spiritual energy was restrained.
Lin Zixuan's eyes narrowed, and sure enough, from the first step he took, he had already fallen into the opponent's plan.
"Speaking of which, I am very curious. What kind of blood spirit has the black and white blood species left in your body evolved into?" The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, showing a trace of interest.
His figure flashed, escaped into Lin Zixuan's body, and slowly condensed into his sea of consciousness.
"It's not bad. I paid a heavy price in order to obtain this black and white blood. Now that you have condensed this shadow demon sword in your hand, it's not in vain. I have been working hard for many years." The Bright Blood Lord looked at the standing tower with interest. The sword in the center has shining eyes.
Lin Zixuan's heart became heavy. His cultivation was so advanced that he could easily break through the defense of his consciousness sea. If he tried to seize the body, he would probably die. Thinking of this, he felt cold all over his body and his soul trembled.
"Let go of your sea of consciousness. I promise you that I will reshape your body and become the Lord of this world. Your parents will be supported by me."
Lin Zixuan sneered and said, "Are you worthy?"
The Bright Blood Lord snorted coldly, and the terrifying soul impact made Lin Zixuan's face darken and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
"You don't know the heights of heaven and earth, you are stubborn and stubborn. Let me teach you what it means to respect the teacher and respect the Tao." The Bright Blood Lord pondered for a moment, and the invisible soul power stirred up the sea of consciousness. His body gradually melted and slowly seeped into the sea. inside his body.
"It feels so comfortable. It's worthy of the legendary strongest bloodline." The Bright Blood Lord sighed, and the return of his long-lost power made his heart surge.
He looked around, and suddenly, his eyes narrowed, looking in one direction, and whispered: "That's..."
He stared blankly at the black and white vampire suspended in the depths of the sea of consciousness. His body trembled, and an inexplicable sense of danger came to his mind.
In a trance, he saw a ghostly old man wrapped in dark evil energy. He was riding a small boat, paddling, reciting songs, and holding a soul-calling flag in his hand, slowly coming towards him.
"Who is your Excellency?" The Bright Blood Lord was a little panicked. This aura made him uneasy and his body trembled a little.
Suddenly, he saw those eyes as deep as black holes, which seemed to have infinite magic power. As soon as he came into contact with them, he felt dizzy and his consciousness was about to collapse.
"I am the guide, and I am responsible for crossing the souls in the world." The Netherworld old man said leisurely. The black mysterious light shone in the sky, and the ancient soul-calling flags fluttered in the air. The surrounding area became devastated, and the sea of consciousness turned into a bloody ocean.
The Bright Blood Lord was dumbfounded. He could not believe his eyes. Even the sky could not erase his consciousness, but it would continue to disappear under the mysterious soul-calling flag. The endless vitality in his body also turned into nothingness with the black light. .
"Senior, I have no grudges against you, why are you doing this?" The Bright Blood Lord was a little scared. He couldn't calm down the throbbing in his heart. Was his thousand-year plan about to come to nothing? His eyes suddenly shrank, He knelt down and begged the old man for mercy.
"If you are dead, why live?" The Nether Old Man looked at him indifferently, and the dark demonic energy turned into a spiritual snake, passing through his body one after another, swallowing up all his power.
At the last moment of his life, he vaguely seemed to see the old man's angry pupils, as if he was saying, "How can you get involved with my disciple?"
Since then, the Bright Blood Lord has died!
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Outside, lava erupted and countless flames rolled together. The huge Lake of Light was submerged in the sea of fire. The flames roared and black smoke rose. The world became hot. Lin Zixuan, standing in the middle of the sea of fire, opened his eyes.
Seeing this, the evil fire demon next to him suddenly knelt down, his expression extremely respectful, and his eyes revealed fanaticism.
"Welcome Master to return to his throne!!"
