Sword ancestor

Chapter 52 Magic City
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The sound barrier was broken between the ice boat and the red blood gale, and the speed reached a frightening level.

Qi Tian released a sword sense and tried to get out of the ice boat, but he was crushed as if struck by lightning.

His complexion was slightly pale, and Qi Tian vaguely understood Bu Qingtian's meaning, but he also had doubts in his heart, is it really so easy to break through the nine heavens and the earth?
The ice boat traveled northward for three full days in the red blood gale, without seeing the sun and the moon, and finally arrived at the land of the devil prison.

Qingyun Sect is thousands of miles away, and there are two great underworld sects, Yaoxian Valley and Ziyue Dongtian. The three sects are in charge of the Demon Prison. Every year, some disciples enter it to practice, some people finally come out, and some stay forever. Inside, it turned into loess and completely decayed.

The ice boat descended to the third heaven, and everyone saw a bloody land.

The desolate and ancient land spread in all directions without end, as if soaked in endless blood, and everyone could smell the slightest trace of blood.

This is the land of the devil prison!

There are countless dark crows settling on the earth, and they make mournful cries, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, mournful and mournful.

"what is that--"

Someone pointed to the distance and exclaimed, everyone followed his gaze, except for some old people of the sixteenth generation, they all took a breath.

What did they see? On this bloody land, stood a huge demon city. The demon city was too huge and majestic as a mountain. Even if the ice boat was still above the sky, they could still see it clearly.

The ancient magic city has existed in this blood-colored land for an unknown amount of time, and the atmosphere of vicissitudes makes people feel old.

"This is the Demon City! It is an ancient city left over from the ancient times. It was built by the ancestors of the ancient East to commemorate the lost Dao Spirits in ancient times. It also suppressed the general trend of this piece of Demon Prison, disrupted the ancestral line of the Underground Demon Prison, and made the They can't come back."

Before the ice boat, Taoist Ming Bing spoke for the first time and explained to everyone.

"In this ancient land, blood flowed into rivers and bones were like mountains. After endless years, this land was created. There were countless half-immortals and even real people who left footprints here. If you can find a trace in the future A little bit is enough for you to use up."

Many disciples were in an uproar and felt incredible.

"Longmen half-immortals, there are still real people. They are truly powerful. Each of them is powerful enough to penetrate the eastern land. They are truly top-notch figures."

"That's right, real people. Our Qingyun sect doesn't even have a half-immortal of the Dragon Gate. Those real people are all living fossils, which have been imprinted for more than a thousand years."

"If we can find their relics and find some fairy treasures from them, we will definitely be able to comprehend the infinite way and get a huge improvement!"

Many disciples of the seventeenth generation were jumping wildly. They felt that a great opportunity was waiting for them, and they couldn't wait to jump off the ice boat.

Although there were some ups and downs in his mind, Qi Tian still maintained his composure. He noticed that some sixteen-generation old people showed pity. Although they also had expectations in their eyes, they were more cautious.

Both Qi Tian restrained their minds, and felt that this magic city was by no means simple, and they needed to be careful.

There are countless Taoists coming and going in the magic city, and even outside the magic city, everyone saw many ordinary people.

"They are all orphans of this land, and they have been multiplied in the magic city to this day."

An old man of sixteen generations explained, looking at his eyes, it is obvious that he has been to the magic city and knows it very well.

When the ice boat fell, it immediately attracted a lot of attention. Two rays of divine light flew out from the sky in the magic city and landed in front of the ice boat.

"Ming Bing's head, Yaoxiangu Qingchen is polite."

"Ziyue Cave Sky Mo Youchen, I have seen the head of Ming Bing, but I didn't expect that the head of Ming Bing was personally escorting him."

Not far away, some casual ascetics secretly exclaimed, unexpectedly three big figures appeared all at once.

"Qingchen, the medicine king of Medicine Immortal Valley, and Mo Youchen, the grand elder of Ziyue Cave, these are two great figures. It is rumored that they have all reached the bone-changing state, reborn from a drop of blood, and have great magic power!"

"There is also Taoist Ming Bing, who is the current head of the Qingyun Sect. His cultivation is also unfathomable. Rumor has it that he has already approached the Dragon Gate Realm."

On the ice boat.

When Qi Tian saw two great figures, Yaoxiangu and Ziyue Dongtian, he couldn't see through each of them. They seemed to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, and they possessed such a terrifying realm that he couldn't let his eyes fall.

Taoist Ming Bing waved his Taoist robe, and many disciples on the ice boat were immediately sent off.

After exchanging greetings with the two great figures of Yaoxiangu and Ziyue Dongtian, Taoist Mingbing recalled Bingzhou, glanced at everyone, and said: "You guys do it for yourself. After half a year, half a year later, return to the sect."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Ming Bing and the three jumped up, turned into three divine lights, fell into the magic city, and disappeared soon.

Afterwards, many disciples quickly divided into groups again and entered the magic city.

Bu Qingtian tossed the gourd back to Yunfei, he walked alone, accompanied by Dao rhyme around him, and soon entered the magic city.

Standing under the Demon City, Qi Tian couldn't help sighing, such an ancient city should not exist in the world, it is too ancient, magnificent as a mountain, each wall is hundreds of feet high, like a mountain, blood-colored walls, blood-colored The towers of the city seemed to be soaked in blood.

"Hehe, it's been 50 years. I went in, came out again, went in, and didn't come out again. I should go in too."

An old voice sounded at the gate of the city. It was an old man in a rough white robe, leaning against the city wall. A jug of old wine smelled spicy. The old man poured it into his mouth without hesitation.

"The years have lasted for five thousand years, and the old pavilions poured wine in front of them. I don't know the real relics of the old people, and they have never opened mountains to fill the sea."

The old man's face was flushed, and he smelled heavily of alcohol. Many Taoists passing by felt that his words contained some mystery, so they stepped forward to inquire.

Yunfei felt a little unbelievable, and said, "Could it be that he is a deep hidden expert."

Qi Tian also felt that it was not easy, the two of them stepped forward, the old man looked up and said: "Xunxian asked, it is not my wish, but I have fate with the two little friends, you entered the magic city, and went to a spiritual place in the north city Fang, there will be someone to guide you."

Qi Tian and the two looked at each other, and wanted to ask again, but the old man ignored them, drank alone, shook his head, and sang the ancient poem with a strange accent again.

Reluctantly, the two entered the magic city. The magic city is all-encompassing. There is a huge fairy tower floating above the magic city. Step by step, but all of them are bloody, even the fairy tower has become a magic tower.

Walking in the magic city, there are many mortals, they are not surprised by the Taoist, it has become natural, but their words are somewhat respectful, and they dare not neglect.

From the mouths of these mortals, Qi Tian and the others knew that these fairy towers, pavilions, Qionglouyuyu, all existed in the first place, and some Taoists once wanted to rebuild them, but they soon encountered a catastrophe, died and disappeared, Since then, many Taoists have tried, and they all came true. No one can escape. After endless years, no one dares to have such thoughts.

Even Qi Tian couldn't help but feel a little awe at this time. No matter what, this magic city has been passed down from ancient times, and it has been imprinted for endless years. It is the oldest fossil.

The two of them walked to Beicheng, where there were many spiritual workshops of different sizes. As soon as they arrived in Beicheng, a middle-aged Taoist came up to them and said, "The two of you were instructed by Mu Lao, hehe, you two are really We have found the right person, and only Mu Lao knows that there are many good mines in our Holy Spirit Square, all of which were dug out in the depths of the devil's prison, and each of them cost many lives."

"Associated Spirit Mine?"

"The two of you are really knowledgeable. Mr. Mu is right. You two come with me. I will definitely show you the best companion spirit mine." (Please recommend tickets, please collect)

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