True Martial World Chapter 539: Cinnabar

The Emperor's Secret Trial lasted for a whole year, and finally came to an end.

All of this has nothing to do with Yi Yun and Lin Xintong, they didn't plan to come out.

At this moment, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong are standing on the long white jade stairs. In front of them, there is an old and heavy gate.

The gate is made of unknown metal, and its surface is covered with delicate patterns and reliefs.

The left side of the gate is engraved with the image of the next day, while the right side is engraved with the image of the cold moon.

This gate is the gate on the sixth floor of the Tower.

The sixth and final floor of the descending tower. What is in it is unknown to Yi Yun.

"Can't open."

Standing in front of the gate, Yi Yun shook his head. Even with Qingyang Ling in his hand, he couldn't open the gate.

Beside Yi Yun, Lin Xintong carefully looked at the reliefs on both sides of the door. She slightly stretched out her fingers, and her fingertips ran across those lines.

After a long time, Lin Xintong said: "The surface of the door is engraved with a matrix method. This matrix method is the lock on the gate. Maybe you and I can work together to open it."

Lin Xintong's words reminded Yi Yun that he sank and touched the next day on the left side of the gate with his hand.

This picture of the next day also looks a bit like the picture of the next day on Tai A Shengfa. Of course, the level of mystery is far from being on a level.

When the perception sinks into the next day's map, Yi Yun slowly touches the core of the matrix method and understands the principle.

This round of the next day and a cold moon require the injection of pure yang and pure yin energy at the same time to be excited. At that time, the formation method will naturally work, and the gate of the sixth floor of the descending tower will open.

It seems that the first five floors of the descending tower can only be entered through assessment. The sixth floor, however, is different. It probably requires the Emperor's Heart to be trained to a certain level before entering.

Yi Yun hesitated slightly, trying to inject the energy from his body into the next day map.

Lin Xintong felt at this moment, she also stretched out a hand to reach the cold moon map.

The two hands rest on the formation, and the other hands are held together.

Common minds, YinYang complement each other.

Pure Yin and Pure Yang energy flow into the gate, and the ancient patterns are illuminated one by one.

For a time, the bronze-colored gate was full of light. The two floating statues of the next day and the cold moon came alive. The world in the statue seemed to be projected around and became a real world. Streams of clouds fill the sky, and the rise of the cold moon brings a vast sky.

YinYang scenes emerged alternately, until Yi Yun and Lin Xintong consumed 70% to 80% of their vitality, their foreheads were sweating, but the door was only closed, not meant to open.

Finally, the energy of the two people is difficult to support. With the exhaustion of vitality, the gorgeous light and shadows around disappear, and the shiny matrix lines slowly go silent. The white jade steps restore darkness, as if nothing happened. Over

Yi Yun and Lin Xintong looked at each other helplessly, Lin Xintong sighed and shook his head: "The gap is too far, our strength is far from enough to open this door."

"Indeed"

Yi Yun recovers the pure yang energy from her body, and she is slightly unwilling.

What will be on the sixth floor of the tower? If you can open it, in the face of the rising Tianyuan Realm, you can also have a little bit of self-protection.

When Yi Yun was sighing at the six-story gate of Jiangshen Pagoda, a similar scene happened hundreds of millions of miles away. It was also a long step, a figure, slowly picking up. Step up

This is a vast and endless earth. In the middle of the earth, a large altar stands. This altar is black and thousands of feet high. The stone wall of the altar is not smooth, but is full of countless bumps. The bulges were as big as winding dragons, and as small as baby fingers.

These bulges are not decorations, but white bones poured into the altar.

On this endless white bone, there are Auras that haunt the laws and energy. They are not ordinary bones, but from powerful beasts, or the power of ancient times.

This is an altar made of **** bones!

In the middle of the altar, there is a long, straight step, the step appears light red, as if stained with blood.

The steps from the top to the bottom of the altar hang down like a red horse.

A woman's figure walks slowly along the steps towards the top of the altar

Near the woman and the altar, on the earth, countless wild beasts gathered here to witness this scene quietly.

These wild beasts are as big as mountains, small as ants, and endless, spreading to the sky, looking far into the sky, you can see a dark black field, all the way to the distant smoke and dust, and the ghosts of those wild beasts are also hidden. Among these soot, no margin can be found

All the beasts, no matter how strong they are like the ancient spirit, or weak as ordinary poultry, do not make a slight sound, they surrender around this **** bone altar, the expression is full of awe, like a statue .

The woman is wearing a thick, dark red robe, holding a half-height cane. The cane looks like a cone, with a thick tip at the tip, and a sharp and slender end. At the top of the cane, an unknown totem is carved.

A long cloak hangs from behind the woman, drags it on the steps, the surface of the cloak is also embroidered with an ancient totem, and the woman ’s black hair hangs like a waterfall, covering the totem

The woman has a slender figure, bright red lips, and a beautiful face. Between her brows, there are three points of cinnabar, which adds an indescribable temperament to this woman.

She is like a red plum blooming in the heavens and the earth.

Looking at him, people can't help but think of a poem, "Blood-stained paintings of mountains and rivers, how can you be a little bit cinnabarous?"

This woman, less than two decades, her name is

Jiang Xiaorou.

She is the most important girl in Yi Yun's life, but even if Yi Yun is standing here, he may be lost for a few seconds before he can recognize his sister.

Comparison of Yunhuang, the simple and beautiful girl, Jiang Xiaorou in front of her eyes, has been reborn.

Walking step by step to the middle of the altar steps, between the girl's eyebrows, there was a faint sense of irritation, and her pace slowed down unconsciously

Around the altar, among the countless wild beasts, there are still the people of the wild tribe, and they are watching this scene.

"Rouer, what are you hesitating about?"

At this moment, a sweet and sweet voice came from the girl's ear.

"No, mother."

Jiang Xiaorou shook her head gently, her eyebrows froze and disappeared. She clenched her cane and continued to walk to the top of the **** bone altar step by step.

To be continued