Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 1290: The phantom of the saint

In the indifferent and cold eyes in the sky, there was a trace of pain and unwillingness. Everyone heard another roar in their ears, but there was no more horror power. What was left was just despair, and it disappeared.

There is silence between the heavens and the earth, and on those pale faces, there are blood stains in the mouth, nose and seven orifices, and the eyes are filled with horror.

The shadow of the abyss appeared too fast, and it expanded in a blink of an eye, covering it together with the altar, and no one saw its origin. It came from Qin Yu's body.

So now all eyes converged on the altar, and everyone thought subconsciously, what happened?

But there are two exceptions.

Looking at Qin Yu, the big brother did not recognize his identity, but now he feels an inexplicable aura from him, such as facing the sky and the earth, looking at the endless sea-and a similar feeling, many years ago he When following the teacher and meeting a certain supreme ruler, he also had it.

Of course, there are only a few nowadays, and it can't be compared with the horror when the mind was blank and the thoughts were almost still. But no matter how small, it still exists. The big brother is sure that his perception is correct, which means that the level is different.

Who is this person? Could it be the master hand? But the teacher once said that the ruler could not escape the world due to great struggles and would not easily interfere in world affairs... But more importantly, there seems to be a connection between him and Taoyuan?

The second look comes from Lei Xiaoyu. She is the only person here who feels the changing process of Qin Yu's breath, so even though her eyes are now looking at the same place as everyone else, the focus is different.

Because intuition told her that the horrible eyes suddenly appeared and disappeared in the sky, although it gave people the feeling of bowing their heads and locked on the black altar, but its real target was the man not far from the altar!

A faint chill came out from the bottom of my heart, and then it turned into a bit of fear, to be able to resist the giant eyes of the sky, without any damage, what kind of strength is needed? Thinking more deeply, the darkness that broke out just now came from this person... If she hadn’t chosen to stay silent and wait and see, but tried to do something, she might be swallowed in one bite, and then just No more then?

……

In the altar, its eyes are still hollow, and the light released from the scales around its body has become very dim due to the large loss of power.

"Time is also fate!" He sighed softly, and it was unwilling and frustrated, but still calm.

After a pause, he said: "Can you fight?"

"I can't compete. Most of the power is taken away. Even if you and I join forces, most of you will lose."

Said: "Just forget it?"

Said again: "Of course not, and I will hand over this power to him for the time being, and I will find opportunities to take it back in the future."

"You and I still have a chance?"

"Be patient, there will always be opportunities."

For a moment of silence, it raised its head and glanced at the altar that has been imprisoned to this day. After all, there is a trace of sorrow in its voice, "The long torment as of today, seeing the opportunity to get out of it, finally all the calculations have been lost. Others’ wedding dresses. Sad and lamentable, how unfair and cruel this world is!"

……

"You won." Qin Yu's mind suddenly heard a voice. He is now in the process of metamorphosis, his mind trembled and he was awake, and suddenly understood who the voice came from.

"It's just a chance meeting. It's not my intention to seize you in this life, but it's useless to explain it so far. I will give you a happy one."

He paused slightly, and the voice sounded again, "I originally thought that you would try to solicit, so confident that you can completely kill me? After all, I was born here, and in terms of controlling its power, it must be Stronger than you."

Qin Yu said: "What you said is right, but the general trend is mine."

Even though the corpse of the innate spirit contains power like mountains and seas, the body that completes the rules is broken and then stands, and there are "old tortoises" and "stone towers" to help absorb, most of the power is already in Qin Yu's grasp, even if there is still remaining , Also can not make waves.

This is the trend!

The voice sighed softly, "You were right, so I lost. Of course, those who lose will have to bear the bitter fruit, let alone brewed by myself."

"I didn't want to do anything, but you spoke too straightforwardly, completely ignoring my sad and helpless heart, so I'll leave you a little trouble before I leave." At this point, his voice suddenly Become condensed, "And put this power in your hands for the time being, I will retrieve it later."

Just as Qin Yu frowned secretly, trying to do something, the voice disappeared.

……

Crack--

Crack--

The low and deep sound of a cracking sound of a bit heavy aura broke the dead silence between the world and the earth, and also attracted everyone's eyes. After a short pause, their eyes widened, and then there was vibration and heat. Because of this moment, the black altar that stood silently in front of everyone suddenly began to shatter.

It must be the reason for that scary eye that appeared in the sky just now! Could it be said that it is the sealed object in the altar, which is about to come out? The so-called treasures of heaven and earth all have their spirituality, perhaps now they have sensed the destined person.

Just don't know who this person is? No matter how hard you try, people who try to maintain their inner calm can't help but wonder, could it be me? Then my heart beat faster, and I only felt dry and dry, and my eyes turned red without noticing it.

The black shards fell off the altar without touching the ground with loud noises, but at the moment they fell off, they shattered and dissipated like foam, disappearing completely. So its huge body, after countless years, reappeared in the world and appeared in front of everyone.

The scarlet scale armor, like the purest and highest-quality crystal in the world, is carefully polished and carved, densely covering the surface of its winding body, showing smoothness and naturalness everywhere, as if it is It should be like this, or whatever it looks like, it will give people such a sense of incomparable harmony. Between the chest and abdomen, he kept gently rising and falling, and he was still breathing, as if he would open his eyes in the next moment.

It's not a dragon, because it has no feet under its belly and no horns on its head. It should be a snake, a very big snake. If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, it would be hard for everyone to imagine that this world actually still exists, so beautiful and both solemn and solemn, it makes people awe and feels extremely humble. It is the giant dragon by its side, it is like the unremarkable star under the light of the moon when it is in the middle of the sky, it cannot be compared with it.

The breathing stopped suddenly, then suddenly heavier, and the chest quickly rose and fell, making "wheezing" and "whooping" sounds like an old bellows. After seeing the scene thoroughly, everyone quickly ignored it and went to admire the beauty and dignity of this big snake, because a thick and splendid ribbon was now connected to the comatose man not far from the big snake and the altar.

It did not appear abruptly, but as the altar shattered, as if it had broken some kind of seal, it was exposed to everyone. In other words, this thick and splendid ribbon may have appeared when he was placed in front of the altar. And they were ignorant, like a fool, watching all this happen under their eyes, but doing nothing.

Because, what constitutes this thick and gorgeous ribbon is a kind of pure and powerful energy, so abundant that it makes the heart tremble. It's not excitement, anger or distress, it's a terrifying killing intent that is intense to the extreme, almost condensed.

Thief, this damn, brave thief, he stole what belongs to me!

Although I don’t know, what appeared in front of my eyes as the altar shattered was a legendary innate spirit, but when the eyes really fell on it, everyone could feel the desire to erupt from the depths of the soul , There is also an impulse that is so strong that you can't hold it down-get it, get it at all costs, as long as you succeed, you can realize all your ambitions!

So, when the first fell, the big snake in front of them became everyone, and they all believed that they must belong to them, and whoever moved would die! But now, not only did some people move, but they moved for a while, right under their noses. Under the double torment of anger and regret, everyone's eyes became even more red at this moment.

Yexing is probably the reddest one in everyone's eyes. Not only because of the path he took to kill life and seek the way, he was easily influenced by the outside world, but also because he had a share of great ambition.

As the most prestigious young talented practitioner in the Nether Holy Land, everyone has seen his brilliant or cruel and tyrannical side, but few people know that the Mother of Night Walk is just the most humble in the Nether Holy Land. Slave prostitute.

The so-called slave prostitutes are the expansion of the Nether Holy Land. The arrested female cultivators who do not submit to discipline or hostile forces will seal the cultivation base for the devastation and enjoyment of the cultivators of the Holy Land. The outcome is often extremely tragic.

No one knows what happened. The Nether Saint was infected with one of the most humble slave prostitutes, and what is even more unimaginable is that she actually became pregnant and gave birth to a boy.

Before he was ten years old, the boy had no name. He watched his mother and was rubbed to death by three tyrannical Nether Night Army, and then he went crazy. The blood, all blood, red and warm, covered the ground and soaked the boy's body.

When he woke up again, he had his own name. He was Nocturnal, the son of the Nether Saint, and became a respected existence in the Holy Land. No one dared to call him a bastard, and no one dared to deal with it. He punched and kicked. His cultivating talent is amazing, and he rises rapidly, and eventually becomes famous in the holy road circle, becoming a ghostly night walk in awe and fear of the world.

Thirty years later, Ye Xing became the commander of the Nether Night Army. The internal riots were cleansed up overnight. There were more than one million dead and injured. The piled heads became mountains. It is said that 172 Night Army captains were killed. Brought into the dungeon, the screams lasted for a whole month. One month later, I walked out of the dungeon at night, and it is still a place that has been fascinated in the Nether Holy Land.

Under the glamour, is a twisted and soul, Ye Xing swears that he will become the most powerful person in the world, stronger than his so-called father! But the stronger you become, the more clearly you can perceive how terrifying the difficulty of achieving this ambition is.

Before entering the Lost Garden, Ye Xing made a lot of preparations, but in any case he never expected that there would be a scene before him.

When the words "innate spirit" jumped into his mind, all the scruples and forbearance were torn to pieces. He fell into a violent mind, and now there is only the last thought left-to seize the body of this spiritual snake, all his ambitions can be realized!

So, he is willing to do whatever it takes.

Boom——

The dense blood light suddenly erupted from the body of the night walker, rising to the sky for more than a hundred meters, like a raging blood flame, and then in this blood flame, a phantom appeared, cold and tyrannical, which made people horrified. The terrifying aura swept from the phantom!

He turned around and faced everyone, facing their incredulous and angry eyes, he roared in a low voice, "It's mine, who dares to step forward and die!"

With just one sentence and the phantom that releases a frightening atmosphere, it is of course impossible to scare everyone away, especially in the current situation. As soon as his voice fell, three of them stepped forward at the same time, "Netherworld Yexing, don’t be too..." The first person who spoke only half of the words, and Yexing shot his hand. He raised his hand and shook his head. The phantom moved with it.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

Three great heads burst instantly, red and white things splattered all around, and viscous plasma sprayed from the headless neck, like three springs of blood that suddenly split.

Such a horrible scene shocked everyone in their hearts, and their faces changed wildly after they subconsciously stepped back.

Yexing's red eyes slowly swept across the crowd, "I said, who would dare to step forward and die!"

Insane, he's crazy!

Even if three people were killed with one blow, everyone's eyes looked at Ye Xing, and they still seemed to be watching, a complete lunatic. Not to mention everyone, the two Taoyuan brothers and Prince Tiangong are here, and they will never stand by and watch him monopolize the snake corpse.

Trying to challenge everyone with one's own strength is definitely seeking death. But beyond everyone's expectation, in the silence, both Taoyuan Big Brother and Tiangong Prince, both frowned and motionless, their eyes seemed to fall on the blood flame above Ye Xing's head, on the phantom shadow.

This makes everyone's hearts tremble slightly, is there anything wrong with this phantom? They both felt so jealous.

Senior brother suddenly handed over and said: "Taoyuan disciple, meet the Nether Saint!"

The Prince of the Heavenly Palace exhaled, "Tiangong Xushe, pay respect to the Nether Saint!"

In the blood flames, Xu Ying opened his eyes, glanced over, and said lightly: "You two juniors, you have good eyesight."

This sentence is equivalent to acknowledging the matter, everyone's eyes are wide and round, and the first thought is absolutely impossible. There is no holy way in the Garden of Lost... This is by no means just a sentence. There have been many attempts over the years, but no one has succeeded.

But now, all the eyes are in full view and they see with their own eyes that the ghostly saint actually descends. It is no wonder that the first disciple of Taoyuan and the crown prince of Tiangong remain silent about the actions of the night.

How could this be? Has the Nether Sacred Land found a way to break the iron law of the Lost Garden? If this is the case... everyone's heart sinks, and their eyes are unwilling. How can they compete with Night Walk no matter how many people there are. After all, the true holy power, even if it is just a projection, is by no means comparable to these little practitioners who do not enter the holy way.

But soon, as the Nether Saints spoke, they realized that today's things didn't seem to be what they thought.

In the blood flames, the ghostly saint phantom bowed his head, and his eyes fell on Ye Xing. It is difficult to describe his eyes at the moment, anger, surprise, and even a trace of appreciation, incomparably mixed and intertwined. After a little silence, he spoke again." Yexing, you are so brave and good, you deserve to be my son."

The night-walking crimson-eyed person is now calm down, but this calmness makes people feel more terrifying~IndoMTL.com~ It's like a gambler who gambled on everything. No need to fear or awe anymore.

He bowed slightly, "Thank you father for the compliment."

Netherworld saint said: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yexing got up, "Success, my father can't kill me, if I fail, I will die here, and my father can't kill me, so why should I be afraid?"

"Hahaha, good, good! If you really succeed, you will inherit the Holy Land in the future."

If you succeed, you may fail. He didn't say this result, but Ye Xing knew it in his heart.

Being suicide in front of the saint is also very difficult. The free and easy things mentioned before may not be successful. The result of high probability... Once he fails, he will die extremely miserably.

After all, there is not only one or two precedents in which the Nether Sage killed his son by himself and took the heart-wrenching killing intent to temper the road.

But now, since he has taken this step, he can't look back.

Ye Xing closed his eyes and opened them again, repeating the previous words for the third time, "It is mine, who dares to step forward and die!"