The best way of self-cultivation

Chapter 310 Chaos will rise

Xiao Hua looks like he has seen a ghost, he can recognize so many ancient characters, understand it, and understand part of the truth about this mountain.

"What is the Six Sacred Mountains?" A group of people looked at Xiao Hua, and Qin Feng felt very strenuous holding the stone tablet. The stone tablet seemed to be shrouded by a powerful force, and the weight was almost like a hill.

"This is a piece of ancient history, and there are only a few records. I also read some legends like this a long time ago." Xiao Hua opened his mouth and began to tell, without the slightest concealment.

It was a magnificent ancient history. A small number of foreign races appeared many years ago. Although only a small number of them woke up, the human race still suffered a huge catastrophe.

At that time, there were seven great sages in the human race, whose cultivation was so thorough that they resisted several powerful generals of other races. These saints directly abandoned themselves, turned into holy mountains, and suppressed those generals with their flesh and blood.

Some people were moved. The six great saints died, leaving a safe soil for the human race. This is a kind of sacred heart, which makes people respect.

"Aren't they the seven saints? How come the six holy mountains?" Some people were puzzled, because there were clear records on the stele, and there were only six holy mountains.

"One of the great saints did not use his own flesh and blood to suppress foreign generals." Xiao Hua revealed the truth, one of the saints left at the most critical moment, and disappeared in the world.

"Sage of Disgrace." Xiao Hua said such a word, which is the evaluation of this saint by later generations, thinking it is a shame.

"Lost as a saint!" Someone said this, feeling respect for the six sacrificed saints, and at the same time feeling angry that this saint ran away before the battle.

"Maybe this is not the truth of the matter." Qin Feng shook his head, his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

"There is nothing to say, this is a shameful saint." Some people were filled with righteous indignation and agreed with the evaluation of this saint by later generations.

"Leave, you can't stay in such a place for a long time." Xiao Hua said, although he is a member of the Xiao Sect, but as a human race, he is equally moved, and has forgotten the failure left by the Divine Blood Jade.

Everyone nodded. Although the blood jade was very attractive to them, they cared more about their own lives and began to leave here one after another.

The crowd dispersed, Qin Feng looked at the saint, and was silent. There is no doubt that such a great saint deserves respect. After a long time, he bowed slowly and left here.

Not long after everyone left, a pitch-black shadow appeared here, and then slowly solidified. It was a man with a pitch-black cloak and a black veil covering his face, leaving only a pair of blood Red eyes.

"Qin Feng..." the man said, his voice was hoarse, like the sound of metal fragments rubbing against each other, and then he slowly took off the face scarf, revealing a face.

This is Wolf Night, and it appeared again. At this moment, the black lines on his face look extraordinarily weird.

He walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain, stretched out his hand and directly used his spiritual power to dig out the buried stone box again.

The blood-red divine blood jade was lying quietly in the stone box. Lang Ye's crimson eyes finally had some emotional fluctuations. He scratched his wrist with his fingers and let the blood flow, as if pouring the divine blood. like jade.

"The flowers of evil must always be watered with blood." Lang Ye opened his mouth and chanted some obscure words at the same time. This is a kind of chanting, as if it has a magical power.

Slowly the divine blood jade glowed, and the blood lines absorbed all the flowing blood. Lang Ye's face was pale, but he looked at the divine blood jade with a smile on his face.

The sacred blood jade is in full bloom like a flower, first it is a bud, and then it blooms suddenly. This may be the most beautiful flower in the world. The rich red light is like a flame, and the fragrance that makes people feel lost is wafting in the air.

Qin Feng, who had been away for a long time, suddenly turned his head, looked in the direction of the holy mountain, and frowned slightly. At the moment when the flowers bloomed, he felt something, as if something was coming.

"Hurry up, I heard that there is a great fortune ahead, and it may be gone if it is too late." Ye Ye urged, and at the same time looked expectantly into the distance, where there are purple rays of light rising into the sky, which are extremely strong magic gas.

"I didn't expect to be able to breathe such fresh air one day. I seem to smell the smell of blood again. I miss the flesh and blood of human beings."

Lang Ye prostrated deeply on the ground. In front of him was a black giant. His huge body was almost as high as a hill. His face seemed to be made of metal, with hideous features. At the same time, there was a golden one on his forehead. unicorn.

"The human race is right there, the great foreign general Juta, welcome back." Lang Ye became more pious, he prostrated himself on the ground, and slowly stepped forward to lift one foot of the foreign general named Juta, and placed it on the the top of his head.

Juta looked down at Lang Ye and nodded in satisfaction. He had already seen that this was a human race, but his attitude was respectful, and he could be said to be a fallen person.

"Serve the alien race well, and you will have your glory when the emperor of the alien race appears." Uta spoke with a very loud voice, promising to Lang Ye.

"The most devout servant of the alien race is looking forward to the day when the holy alien army sweeps across the human race." Lang Ye's eyes were burning with ice-cold anger. He seemed to have seen the moment of his father's death, Chen Mengxi's schemes against the wolf tribe, and too much. many.

"Let's go, let's go and see my alien army. After sleeping for so long, it should be time to wake up." Juta said, and he came to the top of the mountain in a flash, and he could see the black air steaming all over his body, like It's like a pitch-black magic sun!
"Sleeping warriors, it's time to wake up!" Uta said, exuding a powerful wave of breath, and at the same time he stomped his feet suddenly, causing the holy mountain to collapse in an instant.

The moment the holy mountain collapsed, thousands of cracks appeared on the ground, and soon a dark palm protruded from the crack, followed by a head.

In just half an hour, tens of thousands of alien races appeared on the ground, and they had different appearances and were extremely ugly.

"Lord Juta, we still have another place to go." The wolf said at night, according to the will of the other world, they must wake up all the descendants under the holy mountain.

"Yes." Uta nodded, letting Wolf Ye lead the way.

"The next place is a very ancient place, with a history of tens of thousands of years, and a powerful emperor." Lang Ye said, "Human Fire Emperor Xiao Fan."

"Emperor?" Juta sneered, "Does the human race still have an emperor now? The prophets of foreign races have long predicted that there is no emperor in the human race today, and it is difficult for the great sage to see it."

"This world is destined to be turbulent, blood is flowing, and corpses are everywhere." Uta licked his chapped lips, they had been waiting for this day for a long time.

(End of this chapter)