World of Immortals

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Keke's status has risen sharply, and everyone's eyes on it have become even hotter, and they really want to hold it in their arms and keep it for themselves. It's a pity that the little thing didn't understand their mentality, and looked at everyone with big eyes. Such attention seems to make it a little dissatisfied, while waving the little beast claws at the crowd, while "babbling" in dissatisfaction, it seems to be protesting.

Everyone had different moods and started to move forward again, but they were getting closer and closer to the palace group below.

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With a flash of light and shadow, Xiao Chen almost disappeared, but was imprisoned by Ke Ke for life, but it seemed a little difficult, the mysterious woman, Liu Mu, and Yizhen rushed to help, and finally pulled Xiao Chen back.

"No, we can't go on, otherwise none of us will be able to walk to the foot of the mountain alive." Xiao Chen stopped, he didn't want to die, earlier it was because Ke Ke could save it, but now Ke Ke is getting more and more difficult, if it continues like this, it will definitely miss.

"Then what should we do, can't we wait here to die?"

Everyone panicked and had no choice.

"Look, there seems to be...an altar!" the stunner Liu Ruyan exclaimed suddenly.

The huge holy mountain has a very wide area. Behind a pile of chaotic rocks in the distance, there seems to be an altar, which is completely made of dark brown rocks.

Everyone walked over cautiously, but they looked at each other in blank dismay. Here...there is actually an altar with a height of about ten meters, exuding an infinitely long-lasting aura.

Xiao Chen said: "It's better to fight than to be trapped here!"

"Hey, let's take a gamble!" Dugu Sword Demon agreed, even though he was conceited, there was no other way to escape now.

Everyone walked up to the ancient altar together. There were bursts of tragic evil spirits on it. It seemed that it had been watered with blood. Although endless years had passed, it seemed that the dried blood could still be seen.

It's just that after more than a dozen people walked up, the ancient altar didn't respond at all, it seemed to be just an ordinary high platform.

"Blood sacrifice! This high platform seems to need blood to function." Someone made such a suggestion because they saw the dried blood on the altar.

"Well, let's each spill some blood."

Everyone cut their fingers and let the blood drip onto the altar. Although the blood was limited, they clearly felt the change of the altar. It turned red all over, emitting bursts of blood.

At the same time, the stars in the sky shot down beams of light beams, gathering towards the ancient altar. The blood light soared into the sky, and the dazzling blood light appeared in this area, at the same time a strange picture flashed out, and everyone saw the dead city. Everyone was shocked, thinking that they would return to the dead city again, which made them feel terrified.

Fortunately, that was just a picture, not where they were going.

There is still fierce fighting in the dead city, the Buddha's body, the horn of the ancestral dragon, and the brass gossip are still bombarding the sacred monument, and the dragon clan is also attacking, and endless evil spirits are approaching the location of the sacred monument with surging evil spirits surging into the sky.

What made everyone even more frightened was that there was a sea of ​​blood floating in the sky above the dead city, and there was a mountain of bones in the center of the blood, and there was a gloomy old castle on the mountain of bones.

This... everyone was stunned, isn't this the engraving on the divine tablet? It actually appeared!

When they were in the ancient city, they clearly saw the engraved pictures on the front of the sacred tablet, and those pictures can still emerge in their minds at this moment.

At the top of the engraved image of the God Stele is an endless sea of ​​blood, with thousands of layers of turbulent waves and thousands of waves of blood. A mountain of white bones stands in the middle of the sea of ​​blood. In the middle, many savage dragons are galloping in the sky, roaring and mourning, and many people and gods are also struggling. Below the wild dragon and those gods and men is a dead city, full of ghosts, the dark gate of hell is ajar, and the inside is lifeless. And under that dead city, there is still a peaceful and pure land, with palaces and palaces, sacred trees, and Yao grass everywhere, but there are few outlines. It is close to the bottom of the sacred monument, and it is difficult to clearly observe a wider area.

Now, the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of bones have appeared, and the dead city has also appeared. Could it be said that there is really a piece of pure land under the dead city? Everyone is full of doubts.

There are various indications that the engraved picture on the stele records a real world!

A dazzling bloody light flashed, and the stars in the sky shot down beams of light, all of which were absorbed by the ancient altar, and then burst into a blazing light, making it difficult for everyone to open their eyes. But they knew that they were about to travel to unknown regions.

There is no doubt that they are risking their lives. After all, the altar is not used for space travel, it seems to be used for offering sacrifices. If the deduction is correct, the situation of everyone will be extremely dangerous, because they are very likely to be sent to the holy ghost who enjoys the sacrifice. It's just that they have no choice but to give it a go!

Another space travel, similar to the last time, beams of light flew across the endless void like meteors, as if there were countless stars shining in the process of advancing, they seemed to be walking under the bright starry sky.

Time has become chaotic, making it difficult to know whether time is flying by or flowing slowly. It was not until the dazzling light burst out and they passed through this strange space that it all ended.

The cold wind was howling, snowflakes were flying, and everyone saw a vast expanse of whiteness, and they were actually in the snow-capped mountains.

This is... the Great Snow Mountain on the west side of the Sea of ​​Bone!

The holy mountain in the east, the bone sea in the middle, and the snowy mountain in the west are three points connected in a straight line, which is a very special area on Long Island. Xiao Chen did not expect that there is a great connection between the three.

Everyone was anxious and uneasy, wondering if they were out of danger this time. It was dawn, the east was already pale, the cold wind was howling in the snow-capped mountains, and the snowflakes were dancing wildly. This snow-white world was extraordinarily cold.

"There won't be an infinitely terrifying existence here, right? We won't... be eaten as sacrifices." A cultivator's voice trembled. Facing the threat of death again and again in such a short period of time had already made his mind a little fragile, and he could no longer withstand any blows.

After going through a series of dangers, there were no more than sixteen people who escaped here, including King Qin Guang and King Samsara. If we count only pure "people", there are no more than thirteen people.

When everyone was a little nervous, Keke let out a cheer, stepped on the head of the Purple Dragon King and jumped onto the snow, rolling happily, like a happy little snowman. The young Purple Dragon King seemed very depressed, and growled at Ke Ke, who was much smaller than him, but did not attack.

Time passed by quietly, the blizzard had stopped, and the morning glow in the east was shining with golden light. This is a morning full of hope.

Everyone walked carefully on the snowy ground, climbed a snow peak and looked at the green mountains in the distance, where they did not encounter any danger.

"There is no restriction here, we are saved." A cultivator shouted happily.

Illusionist Kai Luo was the first to soar into the sky and flew towards the distance at a very high speed. He was convinced that he had to escape after escape, otherwise he and Xiao Chen would have to live and die separately. Now is not the time to help each other.

"Haha..." Dugu Sword Demon laughed loudly, his voice clanging like metal trembling, he looked at Monk Yizhen and Xiao Chen and others, and flew away with the iron sword in hand. The woman in the colorful mist also drifted away with the Purple Dragon King, and then the surviving cultivators left one after another.

Liu Ruyan didn't leave, and smiled sincerely, holding Yan Qingcheng's hand tightly with a jade hand to prevent her from escaping, which made Yan Qingcheng's teeth itch with hatred.

"Finally out of sleep!" After Liu Mu said these words, he fell down in the snow. He was seriously injured, and at the same time, because of his exhaustion and his own weak constitution, he fell asleep after relaxing at this moment.

"One rebirth, one transformation." Monk Yizhen seemed to have some insights, and sat in the snow facing the morning glow.

As a martial artist, Xiao Chen's physique was far superior to that of ordinary people. Although he felt a little tired, he had no desire to rest at all. The four Sanshou of killing gods, rebelling against chaos, suppressing demons, and cracking, tempted him like an ancient curse. He rushed into the snow-capped mountains to stretch his body, and began to practice the four methods of killing in the heavenly map of the god stele.

Under the rising sun and amidst the white snow, Xiao Chen jumped like a dragon, leaping on the top of the snow mountain, leaving behind afterimages, like divine light passing through. Amidst the rumbling noise, the peak of a snow mountain collapsed, and the momentum was extremely huge!

In the distance, both Liu Ruyan and Yan Qingcheng's expressions changed, and the monk Yizhen who was meditating was also moved by it.

Xiao Chen stood on the snow-capped mountain, his tall and straight body was dyed with a layer of golden light by the morning glow, as if covered with a layer of divine armor. Just now, he really felt the horror of the four hits of sanshou. He just hit the first "Killing God" and completely exhausted his strength, but the power was huge, shattering the peak of the snow mountain!

If he can perform four-ji sanshou unlimitedly, then it doesn't seem too far to be superior to his peers.

After resting for enough time, Xiao Chen began to perform the second Sanshou "Nianluan", but still as before, the follow-up power could not keep up, and only a part of the power was exerted, and the power in his body was drained. In this way, it made him look forward to the four Sanshou of killing gods, rebelling against chaos, suppressing demons, and cracking. It's already so terrifying if he can't exert his full power. If he really masters it, how powerful will it be?

After performing Sanshou Sanshou and Niluan, although Xiao Chen had enough time to rest, he still felt that his Qi and blood were not flowing smoothly, and his body seemed a little uncomfortable. Of course he knew what was going on, he had felt this way a long time ago, he always felt this way whenever he exerted too much power. It was precisely because of this that he deduced that the formula he practiced seemed to be incomplete, and there should be a follow-up.

Breaking into the dead city this time and returning alive was really a great opportunity for Xiao Chen, and he actually found the follow-up part of the Heaven-sent Qi Refining Map.

Xiao Chen stood quietly on the snow peak. The method of the Heaven-given Qi Refining Diagram is very special. You don't need to meditate to practice. The Tiantu imprinted in the depths of your mind emerged at this moment, and he began to operate the profound kung fu according to the engraved diagram.

If it really blends like water and milk, it is indeed the follow-up part of the original Qi refining diagram, completely continuing the original Qi refining method, Xiao Chen feels extremely comfortable throughout the body, and the blood that was not smooth just now is completely smooth.

This station lasted half a day, and the sun shone around him, setting off the surrounding white snow brilliantly, and streams of spiritual energy were forcibly gathered and poured into his body. In the end, Xiao Chen's feet were three inches off the ground, floating in the air, his body glowed with a faint luster, and every inch of his skin was like divine jade.

At noon, Xiao Chen woke up from the mysterious Martial Realm, with a layer of crystal radiance flowing through his body, he actually stepped into the seventh heaven of the Transformation Realm very naturally and peacefully, all because his profound arts were further perfected, and he was promoted to a new realm very peacefully.

Liu Mu had already woken up, and he kept scratching on the snow as if possessed by a demon. It was a very mysterious space spell, which was written down from the guardrail of the stone tablet, and it was considered a treasure for him. Neither Xiao Chen nor Yizhen disturbed him, and let him fall into the cultivation realm of no self and nothing.

It has been two days without any water or rice, and Monk Yizhen brought a few snow rabbits. He and Xiao Chen washed the rabbit meat with snow water melted with true essence, and then used Xuan Gong to roast the rabbit meat with blazing divine light. This can be regarded as a different kind of cultivation.

The smell of meat finally awakened Liu Mu from the cultivation realm of "selflessness", and his stomach betrayed his mind and "gurgled". The stunning captive, Yan Qingcheng, was not abused, and she herself did not see outside, and they gathered together in the snow to enjoy game.

Only Keke looked at everyone pitifully, touched her round belly in pain, and then covered her eyes with a pair of small animal claws.

After the catastrophe, several people were quite emotional. After all, they escaped from the dead city. Even in the cold ice and snow world, they felt that life was so vivid, and the real world full of vigor and vitality was so beautiful.