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Zhao Sheng suddenly felt something, turned around involuntarily, and saw that the person was a red-haired woman, so he nodded slightly, and after passing a divine thought to this woman, the whole person disappeared from the spot.

The red-haired woman sensed the information in her mind and was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly walked deep into the tower without hesitation.

When this woman appeared in the tower, she immediately became the focus of everyone. From time to time, exclamations came from the crowd, calling for Fairy Chixia Yunyun.

However, Chixia Fairy Zhao Yueru had no time to pay attention to the reactions of others. At this moment, her heart was already filled with surprises.

A moment later, Zhao Yueru entered the underground of the tower through a secret door in the corner of the tower.

The fortress group under the tower is more than ten times larger than the surface buildings.

It can even be said that the underground of the entire Zhao family residence has been hollowed out, replaced by a continuous underground labyrinth, and a super bunker giant city that is so large that outsiders can hardly imagine!

In terms of geotechnical construction, the Nantian Zhao family has inherited the fine traditions of the ancestor Zhao Xuanjing very well, and now it is as famous as the Ksitigarbha sect, and even called the world's best!

Holding the token in hand, Zhao Yueru walked around the densely packed underground labyrinth for a long time, and finally walked into an underground stone room.

The stone chamber is quite large, with a length and width of [-] paces. The walls on all sides are smooth and mirror-like, and a soft and bright light shines through the stone walls, illuminating the dark stone chamber.

At this time, Zhao Sheng's incarnation of the old man in green robes was facing the door, but he was standing in front of the innermost stone wall, looking at the stone wall in front of him, as if he was observing something.

Zhao Yueru took a deep breath, quickly stepped forward and bowed down, and at the same time respectfully said: "Zhao Yueru, Shen Zimai, pays homage to our ancestor!"

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng turned around, nodded gently and said, "Get up!"

"Yes, Patriarch." Zhao Yueru stood up in response, and stood aside respectfully.

Zhao Sheng asked gently: "Xiao Yue'er, the old man taught you the way of extinguishing water and fire three months ago. How far have you mastered it now? Have you ever started it?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yueru's heart trembled immediately, and she quickly replied: "I tell the ancestors, the way of annihilating water and fire is too profound and obscure. Yueru practiced hard for three months, and tried more than ten thousand times. But so far, I haven't been able to touch a trace of it." fur."

Zhao Sheng's eyes were fixed: "Oh, really. Come on, and rehearse in front of the old man.

Zhao Yueru nodded in agreement, and then retreated to the center of the stone room, her expression instantly becoming extremely solemn.

Call ~
The light in the stone room suddenly dimmed, and Zhao Yueru stretched out his left hand, a jet of jet-black water flowed out from his palm, and flew into the air, turning into a pitch-black water ball the size of a fist.

At the same time, she stretched out her right hand, and the whole arm was ignited with blazing flames. A blue sky thunderfire rose from the palm of her hand, and stood opposite the pitch-black water polo, the distance between the two was only three feet.

Zhao Yueru pinched the formula with both hands, and suddenly shouted coquettishly: "Yin!"

Before the words fell, a line of water and fire split from the Tiangang Thunder and Fire and the pitch-black water polo, and they collided head-on like lightning.

boom!
With a bang, a large swath of cold air appeared out of thin air above the stone room, and the countless sparks from the thunder and fire explosion were extinguished by the cold air before they could fly in all directions.

Zhao Yueru pressed her lips tightly, not reconciled to failure, immediately swung her sleeves to sweep away the cold air in the air, continued to make tactic with both hands, and tried to collide with water and fire.

This woman tried more than ten times in a row, until both Lei Huo and Water Polo were exhausted, but she still didn't see a glimmer of success.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng sighed secretly, and said in his heart: "The thunder and fire of Tiangang come from the boundary membrane, and the weak water of Wanhua comes from the deepest part of Lingyuan. The probability of annihilating power should not be small. Could it be that the strength of Jindan realm is not enough?
That's right, Jindan Realm only has spiritual consciousness, and it hasn't transformed into divine thoughts, so it shouldn't be enough to control such ultra-fine subtle reactions.It's just that Nascent Soul Realm monks who also practice water and fire are too rare.Except for Yueru, who still has some hope, there is no other person in the family.There are seven or eight backup candidates among the Zhuji people, but they will have to wait at least five or six hundred years. "

Zhao Sheng's thoughts turned, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly.

When Zhao Yueru saw him standing there silently, a trace of panic flashed across his face, for fear of disappointing the ancestor and missing this great opportunity.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly looked at her, and with a wave of his right hand, a gray storage bag flew out from the bottom of his sleeve.

Zhao Yueru smiled when she saw it, and quickly reached out to grab the flying storage bag.

"Xiao Yue'er, the essence of the way of annihilation is very pure and simple, but it is as difficult to control as heaven. You have to practice hard after you go back. In addition, the ancestor told you once again that the way of annihilation is the highest inheritance of our clan. The Tao leads straight to Huashen. Don’t tell anyone about this matter, not even your father Zhao Hongyan!”

While speaking, Zhao Sheng had imprinted all the relevant experience and various performance details into a jade slip, and then casually threw it at Zhao Yueru.

Zhao Yueru seemed very excited, hurriedly caught the jade slip, and at the same time Yingying bowed down: "The teachings of the ancestors, Yueru has kept it in mind, so I dare not forget it!"

Zhao Sheng nodded: "Well, you go down."

"Yes, Yueru resigns!"

Zhao Yueru quickly walked out of the stone chamber and returned to the surface excitedly.

In the stone room, Zhao Sheng turned around to face the stone wall again, looked at it for a while, and then slowly stretched out his right hand.

Suddenly, a ball of Golden Crow's real fire surged into the fingers, and then the real fire was compressed sharply, turning into a palm-length flaming paintbrush.

Holding the pen in his right hand, Zhao Sheng pointed at the stone wall and suddenly the pen flew away. After a few strokes, there was a lifelike thin old man on the stone wall.

The old man was wearing a luxurious robe, but this robe was worn on him like a monkey wearing a crown, which looked very ridiculous.

Zhao Sheng didn't smile at all, instead his expression was a bit dignified, because this person was regarded as his "old acquaintance", not someone else, but the Patriarch of the Dao, the Master of the Dao, the Daoist Master.

500 years ago, this person promised to fight against Tiandaoism in front of him.

What happened today, 500 years later, this old bastard led Chi Zhadao to join the Tiandao Sect, and even took the initiative to invade the Tianzhu Realm.

Zhao Sheng snuffed out the fire pen in his hand, took two steps back, and looked around.

Wherever he looked, lifelike portraits suddenly appeared on the stone walls on all sides, either an old man with a childish face and a heavy hair, a middle-aged priest with an imposing manner, or a majestic giant as handsome as a god. Or simply a blood-robed human figure, all with hideous and twisted faces.

Counting carefully, there are as many as seven stone wall portraits, which is close to two-thirds of the number of gods in the Tianzhu world.

And these eight otherworldly true monarchs have only exposed their deeds before. As for the number of otherworldly gods who have not shown up, it is still unknown.

However, what worries Zhao Sheng even more is that no one knows how many Blood God Sons have been created in Youshen Realm.

Ugh!
After a long time, a sigh suddenly sounded from the stone room, and then the stone room was empty, and the eight portraits of Zhenjun disappeared.

……

In the center of the celestial burial, a "crescent moon" was firmly fixed in midair, reflecting a large piece of cold-blooded light.

At this moment, the land below suddenly turned into a boundless sea of ​​blood, and hundreds of millions of pale faces drifted in the sea of ​​blood, crying and screaming, desperately biting and devouring the blood spirits around them.

Some blood spirits became the food of others of the same kind, but a few blood spirits "swelled" sharply during the process of continuous devouring, not only growing a dirty blood python body, but also releasing a more intense and dazzling blood light.

Once a very small number of blood spirits exceed three feet in size, they will instinctively swim to the great pyramid located in the middle of the sea of ​​blood.

Wherever they passed, the surrounding blood spirits dodged one after another, actively giving way to a wide "road".

In the center of the sea of ​​blood, the Great Pyramid is as high as ten thousand feet, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles. It is stepped from bottom to top, with a total of more than a thousand floors.

Every level of the "stairs" is filled with dense blood spirits.While biting and devouring their companions, these blood beasts climbed wildly...

The closer you get to the tip of the pyramid, the fewer the blood spirits are in number, but their size becomes larger and their momentum becomes more powerful and terrifying.

And in the two or three floors of "stairs" immediately below the top of the tower, each blood spirit above is steadily over a thousand feet in size, and each of them exudes a shocking aura like a giant beast, and its real strength far exceeds Ordinary Nascent Soul Patriarch, comparable to top monks.

The topmost floor of this blood-colored pyramid is a huge square. In the center of the square stands a huge statue of a god with a height of hundreds of feet. The statue has no head but has a thousand hands.

The densely packed huge arms stretched out to the "Crescent Moon" in the sky, and the bloody giant hands firmly grasped the edge of the "Crescent Moon", completely solidifying this rare space-time crack into a space-time channel.

At this moment, a huge chubby disc boat traveled through the space-time channel and was successfully spit out by "Chengyue".

The saucer boat slowly flew to the edge of the sea of ​​blood, and a "big hole" opened in its lower abdomen.

Whoa!

Suddenly, it rained living people from the sky, and countless living people fell from the belly of the boat, and then all of them fell into the sea of ​​blood, splashing countless blood flowers all at once.

These living people couldn't last a breath in the sea of ​​blood, they were swallowed by the dirty blood around them, and they all sank to the bottom of the sea.

In the blink of an eye, pale faces surfaced one after another, and this sea of ​​blood was filled with countless innocent souls who could not be reincarnated.

At the same time, skinny and hard zombies crawled out of the shore from the depths of the sea of ​​blood. At a glance, there are countless zombies stretching for hundreds of miles along the coast.
These newly recruited zombies staggered, staggered away from the coast, and slowly walked towards the dark fog that stretched infinitely to both sides not far away, completely covering the world.

Under the statue of the god on the pyramid altar, Emperor Yi, who was as handsome as a god, slowly retracted his gaze, and his eyes fell on the light curtain in front of him.

At this time, a small half of the light curtain was shrouded in mist, and the remaining half of the area had been explored clearly. There were three different light spots, black, red, and yellow, all of which shone indefinitely.

On the light curtain, yellow dots are the most, followed by red, and black dots are the least.

These three-color light spots represent the level of danger, yellow means the least dangerous, and black means that once you step into it, you will almost die.

Di Yi fixed his eyes on the foggy area, and suddenly said indifferently: "Have you figured out the opposite party's intention?"

A middle-aged man with childlike face and white hair, with a back-to-nature breath, took a step forward, and said in a solemn voice: "Pontiff, although the insiders have penetrated into the core layer of the Central Continent Alliance, so far they have not found out the opponent's decisive battle intention. The subordinates can't figure it out either, Tianzhu Why is the world so hasty and reckless, dare to start a decisive battle with my Holy Cult!"

If Zhao Sheng was here at this time, he would definitely recognize this young-faced and he-haired person at a glance, as his nominal master Que Yue, the great priest!

The appearance of Que Yue here means that this person has broken through the barrier of becoming a god and successfully promoted to the position of true monarch.

Di Yi wiped away the light curtain in front of his eyes with a wave of his hand, and said coldly: "This sect has been warned by the Heavenly Venerable, and your 'good disciple' reappeared a few years ago. There is a high probability that this person is behind the scenes!

Que Yue, are you guilty? ! "

Zhenjun Queyue did not change his face after hearing this: "It was entirely the fault of my subordinates that I failed to kill the evildoer in time. Pope Wanwang gave my subordinates a chance to make up for their mistakes. In the future, I will definitely kill that beast with my own hands."

Youdao is a true king, the world is wide!
Even if Emperor Yi is the Pope of Heaven, there is almost nothing he can do about Que Yue, unless he violates the rules of heaven.

Therefore, Que Yue always abides by the canon rules and is polite on the surface, but he is not very afraid of Pope Emperor B in his heart.

A stern look flashed across Di Yi's eyes, and his tone became flat: "The Master Chi Zha has complained to this sect many times. Next time, you will come forward and replace this person."

Que Yue frowned slightly when he heard the words, but he still agreed: "Since the Pope has an order, this subordinate should obey. This subordinate will resign!"

After finishing speaking, Zhenjun Que Yue flicked his long sleeves, and suddenly turned into a rainbow of swords and left across the sky.

Emperor Yi looked at the direction where the sword rainbow disappeared, his expression extremely cold, and three bloody haloes suddenly appeared behind his head.

A bright apricot yellow scroll clearly emerged from the depths of the first layer of light wheel.

In the depths of the second layer of light wheel, a dark red light shadow about three feet indistinctly appeared, which seemed to be some kind of stick-shaped treasure.

The third layer of light wheel is like a boundless sea of ​​blood, the blood is dazzling and dazzling, and it is completely impossible to see what shocking treasure is hidden behind it.

……

On the other side, deep in the underground giant city.

A young man in white armor with a strong physique and a stern face suddenly found a certain stone room.

He opened the door and entered, and soon saw Zhao Sheng sitting cross-legged.

Of course, in the eyes of this person, Zhao Sheng is an image of a serious old man in a green robe.

"Zhao Rijia, a member of the Xinzi lineage, has met the ancestor."

"You're here!" Zhao Sheng opened his eyes with admiration.

Zhao Rijia, a young man with a white armor, can be called famous among the golden alchemy generation of Zhao Clan in Nantian.

It's just that with only the middle-level aptitude of the three spiritual roots of gold, wood and fire, he survived the golden core thunder tribulation before he was a hundred years old and was promoted to a golden core real person.

Over the next 300 years, this person had many opportunities, and his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and he is now a Jindan Eight Great Daoist.

If it was just that, Zhao Sheng would not fall in love with this person.

What made him look differently was that this man had profound luck, and his main practice was also the "Golden Crow Burning the Sky Jue".

The most coincidental thing is that this person's talisman is precisely the Thousand Flame Cauldron he left behind back then.

The combination of many coincidences made Zhao Sheng lament that everything might be due to fate.