Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1635 Seven Immortals!

"Old guys, I never thought I would see you again in my lifetime."

The person who spoke was an old man wearing a golden robe, and this person was the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Zhongda.

"Old Xuanyuan, you are dying, you should pass on the power of Xuxian to the next successor. Hahaha..." The ancestor of the Nangong family laughed loudly.

"Old Ghost Nangong, I won't talk to you today!" Ancestor Xuanyuan looked at the long and narrow crack in the void, felt the ancient devil's aura emanating from it, and frowned deeply.

"Shenji old man, your Tiandaozong masters the Tianjiyi, can you predict anything?" the ancestor of Tianyuanzong said in a deep voice.

"I figured out that the reason for the reappearance of this broken plane is probably related to an ancient magic weapon." An old man with a dust whisk in his hand opened the corners of his eyes slightly and said calmly.

"Ancient magic weapon?" The ancestor of Tianyuan Sect frowned, "Old Man Shenji, what kind of magic weapon can you figure out?"

"Before I came here, I didn't know it, but after I came here, just watch." The old man Shenji pointed to the entrance of the void crack, and said slowly: "The black mist lingering on the void barrier, isn't it? Is it the legendary Buddha Mist?"

"hiss!"

Hearing the four words Futu Mowu, the other six Xuxian powerhouses all gasped and said in unison: "Futu Blood Monument?"

"I'm afraid it's that murderous thing!" The old man Shenji nodded slightly, "According to ancient records, in the battle of killing demons in ancient times, hundreds of millions of lives were harvested from the bloody stele of the floating massacre. , Fortunately, it was destroyed by the ancient power. Now if this ominous thing is seen again, it will be a huge catastrophe for the entire Manghuang Territory."

The ancestor of Tianyuanzong and the others looked serious, "This must be a big conspiracy of the ancient demons. I am afraid that many humans have entered this plane at this moment. We need to act as soon as possible, otherwise it may be too late." .”

"It's a pity that not long ago, that kid Jiang Xuanwu (the head of the Holy Soul Palace) broke through the realm and ascended to the Immortal Realm not long ago. If he is there, there will be a little more chance of winning."

The patriarch of the Situ family sighed softly, all seven of them obtained the power of virtual immortals by relying on their ancestral shadows, while the head master of the Holy Soul Palace became a virtual immortal by himself. They are far above Jiang Xuanwu, but in terms of strength, none of them can match Jiang Xuanwu alone.

"It's up to people! It's time for us old things to show their value." Jian Wuji, the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, said seriously.

"Ok!"

"It makes sense!"

A strong man named Xuxian nodded repeatedly, and then, his body turned into a streamer, and rushed directly into the void crack.

They can be said to be the strongest seven in the Manghuangyu, and they will gather together at the same time, which shows how important this matter is. If one of them fails, it will be a disaster for the Manghuangyu.

"Fuck me, who are these people? Are they really humans in this world?"

"What speed is that? They actually completely ignored the tide of time and space?"

After the Seven Great Immortals left, many warriors around saw their figures flashing away like a stream of light, and they were all stunned.

"I just faintly heard that there seems to be some ancient magic weapon inside!"

A Void Immortal strongman with the limit of the second stage said in a deep voice.

"Damn, the ancient magic weapon must be a peerless magic weapon. I'll go in and have a look. Maybe if I'm lucky, the ancient magic weapon will be in my pocket. After all, chance is such a thing, it's not good .”

"It's true, people die and birds turn to the sky, and they can't die for thousands of years. Damn it, I'll go!"

A famous martial artist misinterpreted the meaning of the seven great immortal powerhouses, his eyes were full of greedy eyes, one after another, they rushed towards the cracks in the void.

It is true that people die for money, and birds die for food.

……

"Oops, here are some difficult guys!" Deep in the void, the cold and hoarse voice sounded again.

At his feet, broken fragments pieced together a blood-colored ancient monument in the shape of a skull.

"There is still one piece, two pieces, three pieces. Only the last three pieces are needed to restore the blood monument of the Buddha. At that time, all the creatures and all the essence of flesh and blood in this plane will become the nourishment for the resurrection of the blood monument of the Buddha."

The owner of that voice, Jie Jie laughed strangely, "However, before that, I can't let these guys spoil my good deed!"

"In that case, Niutou, you go!"

"Roar!--"

……

In the broken ancient battlefield.

There were endless white corpses. Han Xiao and Xuanyuan Wenya stood on a dark red high ground, with black mist hanging over their heads.

Unless the black mist provoked him, Han Xiao did not deliberately collect blood essence stones.

These blood essence stones are indeed beneficial to practice, but the side effects are even greater.

Han Xiao didn't want to fall into that bloodthirsty state again.

"It's been two days again, how is it, can you still hear that calling voice?" Han Xiao looked back at Xuanyuan Wenya and asked softly.

"Well, I can still hear it. I feel like I'm getting closer, though."

"This ghostly place is ridiculously big, but the Buddha's magic fog here is indeed much thicker. We should be getting closer and closer to the Buddha's Blood Monument."

Han Xiao said in a deep voice.

When he was on his way, Han Xiao told Xuanyuan Wenya about the Futu Blood Monument. Since he wanted to go with Xuanyuan Wenya, there was no need to keep this matter from her.

"I have also read the records about the blood stele in the Xuanyuan family's ancient books. This is a very terrifying magic weapon. I really can't imagine what kind of horror this magic weapon will bring if it reappears in the sky. consequences." Xuanyuan Wenya sighed lightly, and squeezed her fist, "I don't know what would happen if I saw that magic weapon."

"Don't worry, everything is up to me." Han Xiao grabbed her palm, although he was a little uncertain, but he couldn't get himself confused first.

hum!
When the two were talking, the void thunder in front of them flickered, and the light splashed in all directions.

"Eh, this battlefield has thunder and dazzling light?" Xuanyuan Wenya revealed a look of shock.

A black light flashed in Han Xiao's eyes, and he shook his head and said, "No, it seems that a stronger existence has entered this plane, and that aura is far beyond the level of the third stage of the limit. Could it be... Xu Xian?"

"Xu Xian?" Xuanyuan Wenya blinked her bright eyes slightly, "Could it be that those old ancestors also came?"

"Old ancestor?" Han Xiao was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the strong ancient demon aura released by this crack in the void would attract the attention of those hidden old monsters in the three great heavenly sects and the four great aristocratic families. Disaster.

From Jian Shisan's mouth, he probably knew that the Three Heavenly Sects and the Four Great Aristocratic Families existed to monitor the demons. Since there might be ancient demons here, it is not unusual for them to dispatch.

"If they all shot, things shouldn't get too bad."

Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose, and secretly added in his heart: I hope not...

(End of this chapter)