Chapter 682: The Ancient Land of the Flood
Standing on the ancient portal between heaven and earth, the golden Xuan Array became brighter and brighter, and gradually became extremely dazzling. And when that brilliance shone to the extreme, the void in the center of the portal suddenly rippled like water ripples. Then, a deep spatial passage slowly came into everyone's field of vision.
When that passage appeared, an ancient breath that seemed to originate from the era of heaven and earth flood suddenly surged out like a majestic tide, with a thrilling huge sound, like a dream back to ancient times.
"Ruo'er, Chu Ling Xiaoyou, the gate of the ancient land has been opened, enter immediately. Seeing this, Youxuan hurriedly shouted in a deep voice, and handed the two tokens to the two at the same time. "When you want to come out, you just need to crush this token, and you can be directly teleported. ”
Chu Ling and Youruo stretched out their hands to take the token, then glanced at each other, took a deep breath in unison, and then without the slightest hesitation, their figures flickered, turned into two streamers, and swept straight into the spatial passage in the center of the ancient portal in front of them.
Seeing that the figures of Chu Ling and the others were submerged in the spatial passage, the faint, remote handprints immediately changed again, and the spatial passage suddenly changed slowly, and finally disappeared, isolating the ancient reckless aura.
The golden light converged, and the gate of the ancient land returned to calm.
Looking at the gate of the ancient land that had been restored to its original state, Yu Xuan's eyes became deep and expectant.
"Ruo'er, I have pinned all the hopes of the Youjia family on you. When you return, this ghost family will be handed over to you to take the helm. Don't disappoint me then. ”
On the side, hearing Youxuan's words, Youyao and Youyuan's faces suddenly changed. Obviously, I didn't expect that Youxuan would value Youruo so much.
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Entering the spatial passage, Chu Ling only felt that the vision in front of him had become dim, and then there were blurred pieces of ancient patterns flickering around quickly. It's like traveling through time and space.
After an instant, the vision in front of him suddenly brightened, and a desolate ancient land appeared in front of Chu Ling's eyes.
The whole land, as far as the eye can see, is empty. In the void, there was an incomparably rich aura of desolation. And in Chu Ling's body, at the same time, a loud dragon groan resounded. The spirit of the war dragon emerged and hovered over Chu Ling's body.
"Is this the Flood Desolate Ancient Land?" Looking around, a look of shock appeared in Chu Ling's eyes. In this way, this desolate ancient land is a space of its own. In other words, it should be the Divine Xuan Pattern Master, who used the Xuan Array to isolate this space alone.
Shifting his gaze, Chu Ling found that Youruo was not with him, and was obviously separated in the process of teleportation. However, Chu Ling was not worried about this. This is the forbidden place of the secluded family, and if you are here, you will not encounter any danger.
As soon as his mind moved, the spirit of the war dragon suddenly let out a long roar, the dragon's mouth opened, and a strong ancestral qi of the desolation was swallowed into its body.
When the ancestral qi entered his body, not only did the Spirit of the War Dragon become extremely excited, but Chu Ling also felt a fiery feeling spread from his body.
"Crackling!"
In Chu Ling's body, there was a crisp sound. Flesh, bones, meridians, an uncontrollable tremor and a fiery sensation.
Not only that, Chu Ling also felt that his cultivation seemed to have a slight fluctuation. And in the blood, there is a wonderful and indescribable feeling that emerges.
"This desolate ancestral spirit is really a good thing!" Chu Ling's eyes were shining, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Hong Huang Zuqi, of course it's a good thing. Qiantiannu's figure appeared beside Chu Ling, and his gaze looked around, faintly and also a little hot.
"This desolate ancestral qi is not only of great benefit to you, but also to the Blood Bodhi and the Eastern Emperor Bell. Especially the Blood Bodhi, after absorbing this desolate ancestral qi, the quality can be improved to another level. ”
"Oh?" Chu Ling's heart moved when he heard this, and he hurriedly released the Blood Bodhi. A ray of blood flowed, and the long sword roared. Immediately, Chu Ling saw that the wisps of Honghuang Ancestral Qi were actually absorbed into the body by the Blood Bodhi. On the surface of the slender sword body of Blood Bodhi, there is a little bit of spiritual light looming.
"The concentration of the Flood Desolate Ancestral Qi here is not enough, let's go to the front. Qiantiannu's eyes flashed, and then his figure swept forward. Seeing this, Chu Ling hurriedly followed.
The two figures, like streamer lightning, and the piercing sound of breaking the wind broke the tranquility of this ancient world.
As he continued to go deeper, Chu Ling found that the Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi around him began to become viscous, causing his speed to move forward to become slow. A heavy pressure weighed down on him like a mountain.
After advancing again for a while, Chu Ling's figure stopped. The desolate ancestral aura of this position has been strong to an extremely terrifying level. In this position, Chu Ling was already struggling. But ahead, there is still no end in sight.
"It's okay, you can cultivate here. Qiantiannu also stopped, turned to Chu Ling and said.
"What about you?" Chu Ling's eyes flashed, and it seemed that Qiantiannu didn't seem to plan to stay here with him.
"I'll go to the front and take a look, this Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi is also a lot of help for me to recover my physical body, but the concentration here is not enough. I need to go a little deeper. Qiantiannu said.
"Good. Chu Ling nodded, it was naturally a good thing that Qiantiannu was able to recover his physical body.
The two immediately separated, Chu Ling stayed where he was, and Qiantiannu continued to sweep into the depths.
"Next, it's time for me to cultivate on my own. Chu Ling took a deep breath, then sat down cross-legged, his mind moved, and the Eastern Emperor Bell suddenly appeared, enveloping him.
However, when his body was enveloped by the Eastern Emperor Bell, Chu Ling found that the terrible pressure that was suppressed on his body had actually decreased a lot. Moreover, the original earthy yellow Honghuang ancestral qi actually turned into a golden and silk-like state after penetrating the Donghuang Bell, wandering in the internal space of the Donghuang Bell.
"Huh?" Chu Ling's eyes flashed suddenly, and when his mind turned, that trace of golden light was suddenly ingested into his body.
"Ahh
Immediately, Chu Ling clearly felt that the flesh, meridians, and bones in his body seemed to have become extremely greedy, frantically devouring those golden silk threads. And with the entry of those golden silk threads, there was actually a faint golden light seeping out of the bones and flesh. What's more, together with the Emperor Demon bloodline, they all roared at this moment. But the Xuanxin Holy Vein remained quiet as always.
"This golden silk thread is the purified Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi!" After a while, Chu Ling digested the golden Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi in his body, and a thick look of ecstasy welled up in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, this Donghuang Bell still has this kind of function, and it is really worthy of being the natal divine weapon of the Eastern Emperor, the powerhouse of the Great Emperor of the Ancient God Fetus Realm.
According to the ecstasy in his heart, Chu Ling adjusted the breath in his body, operated the Emperor Demon Heavenly Method, and at the same time urged the Battle Emperor Shengjian, and suddenly the sound of the dragon chant in his body resounded, and the dazzling light burst out from his body, and the melodious ancient bell rang out from the Eastern Emperor Bell.
The bell rippled, and the majestic ancestral qi of the desolate wilderness around it was suddenly sucked over like a giant dragon absorbing water, and then it was filtered and purified by the Eastern Emperor Bell layer by layer, and finally turned into wisps of golden light and injected into Chu Ling's body.
Similarly, in this process of purification, the Donghuang Bell itself has also absorbed a lot of Honghuang ancestral energy. And, outside the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Holy Sword Blood Bodhi rang loudly, hovering endlessly, frantically devouring the ancestral qi.
Inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, Chu Ling's hands formed a cultivation seal knot, and the spirit of the war dragon was entrenched all over his body, and his body was filled with a golden light, making his skin look like it was glowing with an ancient color.
A powerful wave began to spread out from Chu Ling's body. On the surface of the dragon spirit's body, golden dragon patterns began to solidify, and the entire dragon body gradually became more condensed.
In the War Spirit Realm, the Spirit of the War Dragon is quite illusory, and in the War King Realm, the body of the Spirit of the War Dragon is condensed. In the War Emperor Holy Realm, the Spirit of the War Dragon is able to condense the true body.
Of course, even if a true body is condensed, the war dragon is still not a real creature. After all, it was just born from Chu Ling's cultivation of the Battle Emperor Saint Guide, and it didn't have any spiritual wisdom in itself.
However, the war dragon that really had a physical body could give Chu Ling a combat power bonus when he was fighting, which was quite terrifying.
As for the condensation of the Spirit of the War Dragon, Chu Ling was obviously also aware of it, and there was a sudden surprise in his heart. He understood that when the body of the war dragon was condensed to a certain point, supplemented by the essence blood of the true dragon clan, the battle king body could be promoted to the battle emperor holy body. At that time, if he adds two natal divine weapons and his own bloodline supernatural powers, his combat effectiveness will inevitably show an explosive growth.
"Gather for me!"
Chu Ling's eyes became extremely hot, and the Spirit of the War Dragon roared and shook the sky, dancing wildly inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, wantonly swallowing the purified Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi. And Chu Ling himself also closed his eyes and began to impact his own cultivation realm, but at the same time, he was even more precipitated and comprehended his true bloodline supernatural powers.
In the depths of the Flood Desolation Ancient Land, the ancient bells sounded melodiously, and Chu Ling seemed to be incarnated into a bottomless pit, frantically devouring the Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi and continuously absorbing it into his body.
In the surrounding void, there was a low and dull rumbling sound, and the endless Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi was like a stormy wave, rolling and surging. If such a scene is seen by outsiders, I am afraid that it will be shocking.