At the same time, Su Sun was holding a meeting in the camp.

The Kunlun camp is an easy-to-set up portable data center that is assembled by armed transport helicopters to move components and assemble them upon arrival.

The two holy seats of the Counting Saint and the Craftsman Saint are here, monitoring the spiritual energy information in all the ruins.

When Su Sun arrived, the two Holy Seats were arguing, and he couldn't help but listen curiously - but the result was quite disappointing, it was not a big deal worth gossiping about at all, mainly because the number of saints accused the craftsman saint of opening the ruins was too violent, which could cause damage to the entrance to the cave and even cause uncontrolled anomalies.

But the craftsman saint who specializes in all kinds of spirit weapon formations scoffed at this: "Your home key will cause damage to the lock cylinder when you open the door, it's just a matter of degree, or do you plan to continue to drag it out for ten days and half a month?" The sooner we get the information in the ruins, and know the whereabouts of the immortals and their past plans, we can make plans for the future. ”

"Every second of procrastination now may be made up with blood."

Su Sun's arrival caused the two Holy Seats to stop arguing for the time being—in fact, there was no quarrel, because the plan had already been set, and the two sides were just venting their frustrations to each other.

After all, the Holy Seat is also a human being, with its own emotions and tendencies, and it is only under the system of the Holy Governorship that their names are covered up, and only the sanctified names remain, so they appear to be high.

Shusheng is a middle-aged man who is dressed very ordinarily, about forty or fifty years old, with a deep temperament and deep eyes, while the craftsman saint looks less than forty years old, with a rather chic and unrestrained temperament, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he is probably the youngest generation of the holy seat - but if Su Sun also becomes a holy seat in the future, then the youngest is him.

Su Sun's report was obviously very important, and he also took advantage of this time to detect that something was wrong with the Kunlun ruins, as well as the momentum of the sudden heavy snowfall, and directly put forward the idea that 'there may be demons suppressed inside the ruins'.

"It may be that the immortals of the old days suppressed the enemies in their headquarters, and probably because the evacuation opportunity was relatively tight, they didn't have time to kill these suppressed enemies - or it could be that they thought that the severance of the aura would allow them to die out naturally, and this is the cruelest punishment."

In the camp, Su Yan talked eloquently: "Or maybe the revival of the aura has caused some things inside the ruins to become essences and give birth to new life - or both." For example, just like my dragon blood, which will attract other dragon species to gather, if the big demon is indeed suppressed inside, then now that the ruins have gradually opened, there will definitely be some monsters with similar bloodlines around the ruins of Kunlun Mountain. ”

"It's very likely, and it's worth being wary of."

The idea proposed by Su Sun has also been thought about by other professors, but the weight proposed by him and others is not the same level, not to mention that Su Sun himself has dragon blood, who knows if there will be any mutual induction?

But vigilance is vigilance, and exploration is still exploration. It just so happened that Su Sun had already arrived, so Bai Canglang took over the conversation and informed Su Sun of the rituals and methods for opening the ruins.

"Originally, the method obtained by the Dao Discipline Bureau according to the inheritance of ancient books was to use the blood of the inheritance of ten different Dao cultivators, condensed into a key, and slowly opened all the forbidden doors of the secret realm, this is an orthodox method, the disadvantage is that the speed is too slow, I don't know why the verification speed of the secret realm is nearly ten times slower than theoretically, it takes nearly a hundred days, probably thousands of years of dust, and the formation is a little sluggish."

"And the craftsman saint doesn't plan to wait so long, he wants to rely on the existing authority key, directly crack the past, and by the way, master the formation authority of the entire secret realm - although there is no danger in theory, after all, we already have the key, and we will not trigger countermeasures, but it may indeed damage the integrity of the large array."

Ten kinds of high-grade demon blood with internal inheritance, that is, the blood of divine beasts such as true dragon blood and white tiger blood, should have been easy to gather in ancient times, but in the modern era when the path is withering, it is full of difficulties.

Especially the 'dragon blood' specified in it, they couldn't find anyone who was qualified at all, but fortunately, Su Sun appeared and solved the urgent need, otherwise, they would have to try if Jiao Blood could be accommodating.

"There is no problem, but what if it doesn't work?"

It's just a little blood, Su Sun doesn't care, the essence of the transcendent is actually the coagulation of transcendent elements, and he can't study anything at all by taking blood alone - he just thinks that there is no inheritance in his blood at all, does it meet the requirements?

Bai Canglang was stunned, feeling that Su Sun was joking: "How is it possible, Professor Su, just look at your own current strength, how can it be useless." ”

"How dare you question the power of my blood?!"

At the same time, feeling Su Sun's doubts in his heart, the Yala Qi that shrank in Su Sun's ears swelled, making Su Sun feel extremely itchy in his ears: "I'll just say so, if that formation dares to refuse my blood, it can only prove that its level is not enough at all!" ”

"You can't be sure of the outcome!"

But even if it didn't work, Su Tian was not nervous, and ten minutes later, he had already taken a helicopter and arrived at the entrance of the Kunlun Secret Realm.

The entrance to the Kunlun Secret Realm is located on the top of a peak in the Kunlun Mountains in reality.

In the mountains thousands of meters above sea level, steep and steep peaks and majestic snow-capped mountains are clustered together, and you can see that the top of the most towering mountain peak has been surrounded by white clouds, as if the upper end has entered the heavenly realm and no longer remains in the world.

Layers of translucent ripples like water ripples echoed in the space above the entire mountaintop, and behind these hazy ripples, there was another vast world phantom, which was projected and reflected here through the endless and distant time and space.

"It feels a bit like a small portal opened by the Celestial Seal."

Standing on the lightning above the clouds and mist, Su Sun felt a familiarity from it, and he couldn't help but nodded: "In the past, the earth was actually full of this kind of space-time passage to another world?" What a wonderful structure of the world. ”

Without much emotion, Su Sun went to the place of the ceremony.

The blood of the other nine divine beasts had already been gathered, and they had turned into nine clusters of haunting aura, swirling and hovering above the array disk that was the key.

Surrounded by a group of researchers from the Dao Discipline Bureau, Su Sun came to the formation plate that was similar to a pentagon, he picked up the ceremonial knife, and cut his wrist neatly, dripping a few drops of blood, and submerged in the array disk.

The knife was unexpectedly sharp, although Su Sun still used a little force to cut into it, but he was able to cut it and move, according to the explanation of the craftsman on the side, this is a small divine soldier forged according to the ancient heavenly court's 'chopping immortal platform' decapitation knife method, the ordinary King Kong is not bad, it can't be blocked at all, and with a slight stroke, it will be directly broken.

Su Sun's body actually needed to be forced, which had already surprised him enough, if it wasn't for the inappropriate atmosphere, he probably would have rushed forward and pinched it with his own hands to see how strong this body was.

Su Day's blue-purple spiritual blood was suspended above the array disk, and the hazy breath overflowed from it, sublimating into a mist of light, and it could be vaguely seen that there was a huge hazy phantom like a dragon and a snake hovering in it, just like a giant shadow in the deep sea void, it tossed for a moment, and after letting out a long groan, it slowly submerged into the array.

As for the other nine kinds of spiritual blood, they waited until Su Sun's blood disappeared before they manifested their visions—they could hear the roar of the tiger, the phoenix song of the divine bird, and the voices of various other supernatural beasts.

Bai Canglang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He didn't see the vision presented by Su Sun's bloodline just now, which dragon it represented...... But in terms of priority, Su Sun's bloodline was significantly higher than that of the White Tiger, one of the Four Elephant Holy Beasts.

"Ying Long? Candle Dragon? Or even really the Razor Dragon God? The dragon snake bloodline that can be more advanced than the white tiger, according to the records, there are only these few branches...... But if it were, it would explain why his practice of the Razor Way was so smooth. ”

Although Bai Canglang accidentally guessed one of the original correct answers, he didn't have time to think about it.

Buzz - the sound of a big bell ringing through the sky.

The gate of the Kunlun Secret Realm, which was satisfied with the opening ceremony, finally opened slowly - and Yara nodded with satisfaction, it seems that the formation of the Kunlun Secret Realm is indeed qualified.

The ripples that shrouded the lightning cracked open the first crack.

When he landed, a cold aura overflowed from the secret realm, setting off a gust of wind from the bottom up and straight into the sky—for a while, the originally thick snow clouds were washed away, and the dim orange light of the setting sun overflowed from it, differentiating into a glow.

The vast majority of researchers were intoxicated by the incomparably thick aura, which felt like being immersed in the most comfortable bathtub, and the filth inside and outside the body was swept away.

But not everyone is addicted to this pleasure, and the number saint who monitors all the data in real time frowned: "The data is wrong, even if it is a nonsense method like the craftsman saint, the speed is too fast!" ”

And as the maker of the plan, the craftsman saint naturally knows very well - he is not the kind of person who forgets when he thinks that his plan is smooth, this seemingly dashing holy seat pushed his glasses and said in a deep voice: "The formation of the Kunlun ruins has almost no resistance, let me crack it...... It's not normal. ”

Su Tian didn't know about the data, he just followed the cracks that seemed to lead to the other end in the turbulent fluctuations, staring seriously, trying to see what was behind it.

It was a slightly dilapidated pavilion and a temple that was on the verge of collapse.

And also...... A huge shadow that flashed in the sky!

Interior of the Kunlun Ruins.

In a palace that has long been dilapidated, but is still largely intact.

A huge shadow descended from the sky, transformed into a human form in mid-air, and stepped into the palace.

The ancient Kunlun Shrine, based on chalcedony, even if it was dilapidated due to the sudden changes in heaven and earth, as long as it did not encounter the strong, it would never collapse naturally.

The sound of crisp footsteps sounded, and the entire palace spontaneously lit up with fluorescence due to the fluctuation of aura.

To the deepest part of the palace, in front of a deep cavern that was dark and bottomless, as if leading to another world.

The giant cave was suppressed by many rune seals, even if it was gradually destroyed by the latecomers in the past thousands of years, but it still flashed with a terrifying divine light, a palm print that looked like a human palm and a tiger's palm, as the core of the seal, was overflowing with the aura of hardware that seemed to be able to cut and destroy everything.

Before the seal, the figure stopped and hissed in an archaic tone, as if it were another language.

A language that belongs to the spirits.

"I smell the blood of the dragon, and the blood of other divine beasts...... The remnants of the Immortal Realm have begun to reopen the gates of the Kunlun Realm. ”

It spoke with a hint of anxiety: "When exactly are you going to come?" They are the heirs of the rightful rulers of this realm, and the authority to usurp according to the methods you have taught them will soon be taken away from them. ”

"No anxiety, no fear."

A gloomy thought came from the other side of the giant cave, and it comforted the figure: "As long as the various formation obstacles that already exist in the Kunlun Realm are mobilized, they will not be so quick to detect that something is wrong with this world. Cover up the seal here, unseal it slowly, and we will come and set you free to avenge your ancestors. ”

The figure of the "free ......" lowered his head and repeated the words: "Revenge." ”

When it arrived, a dark hatred that seemed to come from its blood swelled up, and it recalled many unbearable memories, those memories that had been cramped and boneless, extracted from the marrow and brain, and refined in the most vicious and vicious way, obscuring all the areas of its brain for thinking.

Those terrifying Homo erectus monkeys extracted their powers, transfigurated into their forms, and hunted their kind......

It took some time before it regained its composure.

"Okay."

After some time, the figure walked out of the palace, raised its head, and then turned into a huge shadow and went straight into the sky.

It flew above the sky and looked down on the vast world.

The long river hangs down from the top of the mountain, shimmering with sparkling waves, and the vast Yao Pond is densely covered with peach forests, and the old peach trees and dead trees are spring, moistened by the long-lost aura, and re-grow tender shoots.

The mountains are covered with dense vegetation and towering rocks, which are layered on top of each other, forming large forests like carapace scales, which grow on the mountain ground.

But those are not mountains.

It's bones.

The huge shadow looked down on the world, and its divine eye could clearly distinguish that the seemingly majestic peaks were actually unimaginably huge skeletons - thousands of meters long dragon remains, towering tiger bones like mountain peaks, and the gently sloping Dome Mountain, under the cover of the layers of soil, was actually a huge and friendless turtle shell.

Their corpses constitute this world, this secret realm.

This is the secret realm of Kunlun, the place of the gods.

Ten Thousand Demons...... A place of bones.

Once again, a huge shadow descended, on top of a 'mountain', and the whole of the mountain, from a distance, looked like a huge bird falling to its death.

In fact, it is.

The shadow changed to a human form once more, and landed at the very top of the bird's bone peak, next to a broken cyan glass orb.

That's where it was born sixteen years ago.

This young man, somewhat excessive, even a 'delicate' figure, stood beside the place of his birth, squatting in confusion, hugging its knees, thinking bitterly.

This time, in its memory, once again there was a dark hatred and memory.

But this time, the scene in my memory is completely different from before, and even diametrically opposite.

It was the memory of countless erect hairless naked apes, devoured as prey by huge monsters - they were chewed up bones, brains and marrows, and the tribal camp that had been built with great difficulty was completely reduced to ashes by the flapping wings of a flaming firebird, some of whom rebelled under the leadership of their leaders, and some of whom fled in embarrassment.

Hatred, in its purest form, seems to be burning from every part of the blood and marrow.

So they spent an incomparably long time mimicking the power of those behemoths, using their bloodlines to fight them, and even transforming themselves into the behemoths they hated to defeat another behemoth.

"This is, man's ...... Revenge. ”

It muttered to itself, "This is the 'demon'." ”

In the bloodline, two completely different, completely opposite memories made it painfully difficult to think: "The voice of the black giant cave is not credible, they are just using me to open the seal...... But they were the only outside information I could receive. ”

"But which side am I? Am I the 'descendant of the Divine Bird' as they call it, or am I the descendant of a race called Humans who have seized the power of the Divine Bird? ”

"Those remnants from the fairy world...... What do you think? ”