Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 512: Blood Sky Sect, Xiao Han

Deep inside the second level of the underground palace of the Rimu Ancient City.

This is an extremely spacious dark red hall.

In the center of the hall, there is a raised blood-red circular altar, and in front of the altar, nine monks gathered.

Six of them were wearing black robes. They were the monks from the Black Spirit Church, including Ning Daozhen.

The other four were Jindan cultivators from the Shenxin Sect.

It was seen that the Black Spirit Church was missing two Jindan monks, and the Divine Heart Sect was also missing one person. It seemed that they had all fallen.

The remaining monks also had disheveled clothes, weak and unstable breath, and looked exhausted, as if they had experienced a series of battles.

There were many blood-colored humanoid puppet fragments around. Although they were broken, they still emitted a strong spiritual pressure.

Everyone looked ahead with serious expressions.

I saw a corridor several meters wide, and I didn't know where it led to. A hazy milky white light filled the corridor, which looked very beautiful.

However, everyone looked at the corridor with fear on their faces.

Qin Yan, the leader of the Shenxin Sect who was in the late Jindan realm, had a gleam in his eyes and said solemnly:

“I didn’t expect that the passage leading to the third floor of the underground palace is actually guarded by the [Northern Magnetic Light]. This kind of spiritual light is specifically designed to counter the five elements, which is a natural nemesis for us cultivators.

Not to mention Jindan cultivators like us, even Yuanying cultivators would find it difficult to pass through this passage safely."

The monks from the Black Spirit Church also looked unhappy.

The haggard old man in the lead looked at Ning Daozhen.

Ning Daozhen shrugged and said calmly: "I told you a long time ago that this third floor is not so easy to enter. I can only give it a try, but I have to make it clear in advance. Don't blame me if something goes wrong."

After saying this, he walked to the altar as if nothing had happened, muttering something, making hand gestures with his hands, and sending out blood-colored spells towards the altar.

Qin Yan frowned, thought for a while and decided not to stop it, but secretly signaled his own cultivators to get ready.

On the surface of the altar there was a pattern that looked like an eye formed by countless complex lines.

After Ning Daozhen cast one spell after another, the surface of the altar gradually glowed red, the spiritual patterns lit up, and the eye slowly opened.

All the Jindan cultivators looked at Ning Daozhen with surprise.

Not long after, the eye finally opened completely.

Then a blood-red beam of light shot out from it. Everyone was startled and immediately scattered, but the blood-red beam of light shot straight to a certain location in the air.

Immediately afterwards, that spot in the air was torn apart, and a ball of blood-red light spurted out from it.

In the blood-colored light, there were several medicinal pills and several treasures that looked like ancient treasures.

Many Jindan cultivators immediately scanned the area with their spiritual sense.

Some people still looked hesitant, as if they had not recognized him, but Qin Yan was the first to shout out in surprise: "Bu Tian Dan! Du E Dan!"

The haggard old man from the Black Spirit Church suddenly brightened his cloudy eyes and trembled as he said, "Level 3 Resurrection Pill!"

The other cultivators also showed surprise when they heard this. After all, these three kinds of elixirs are all legendary elixirs.

Among them, the Bu Tian Dan has the miraculous effect of improving the cultivation aptitude of cultivators.

The Du'e Pill is also an extremely rare fourth-grade elixir that can break through the previous stages of cultivation. If a Jindan cultivator can take a Du'e Pill when advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, his chances of forming a Nascent Soul will increase by half.

The Resurrection Pill is also an extraordinary item. It is a rare panacea that can increase the lifespan of a cultivator. A third-level Resurrection Pill can increase a cultivator's lifespan by approximately nearly a hundred years.

So it is no wonder that the old man from the Black Spirit Church, whose time is approaching, is so excited.

In addition to these three elixirs, several other ancient treasures in the shape of swords, rings and sticks were also emitting precious light. Just from the aura they emitted, one could tell that they were definitely top-notch ancient treasures.

As long as you can get one, your strength will definitely be greatly enhanced.

The breathing of the Jindan cultivators suddenly became rapid, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

"Get started!" An extremely strong golden light suddenly flashed on Qin Yan's body, and it turned into a long golden rainbow flying towards the sky.

At the same time, he swung his right hand suddenly, and a dark golden net appeared with a flash of spiritual light, covering the monks of the Black Spirit Church.

His three companions followed closely, and while flying quickly they also summoned their own magic weapons and attacked the opposite side.

The monks from the Black Spirit Church reacted just as quickly, and when they flew towards the treasures in the air, they also used their own magical treasures, various high-level spells, or powerful magical powers.

For a moment, brilliant spiritual light of various colors burst out in the air, and the sound of magic weapons colliding and spells bombarding could be heard like a tsunami.

Waves of violent spiritual power swept in all directions.

A sly look flashed across Ning Daozhen's eyes. He gently stepped aside and quietly watched the fight among the Jindan cultivators above, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

The sound of bombardment from above became louder and louder. It was obvious that both sides were really angry and used all kinds of life-threatening magical skills.

Although the Shenxin Sect only had four Jindan cultivators, one less than the opposing side, it was obvious that their individual strength was much stronger, so for a while the two sides were evenly matched.

And whenever someone tried to forcibly take the treasure in the ball of light, they would attract a collective attack from the other side's monks.

For a while, no one got the treasures.

The next moment, a violent roar was heard, and a golden sun rose up, covering the entire sky, emitting a dazzling golden light. But then a black light flashed, and a two-headed black bird appeared in the golden light, fiercely swooping towards the golden sun and biting it.

There was only a roar, and then a strong golden and black halo suddenly swept across.

A golden rainbow shot out from it, it was Qin Yan.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but his face was full of excitement. He ran away without hesitation.

“Where are you escaping to!” The old man from the Black Spirit Church roared, set up a dazzling light and chased after him.

At this time, he no longer looked as haggard as before. He was about ten feet tall, with muscles all over his body. His body was like a furnace, emitting powerful energy and blood.

This person is actually a powerful person who has practiced both magic and body.

From his angry expression, it can be seen that the third-level resurrection pill that he cared about most was taken away by Qin Yan.

The remaining two Jindan cultivators were also fighting fiercely, desperately competing for the remaining treasures.

As soon as someone succeeds and runs away, someone else will follow immediately.

It didn't take long before these monks flew away from the hall while chasing after their enemies.

After all, in their opinion, the passage filled with northern magnetic light was not something they could pass through at all.

The exploration on this trip naturally only stops here, so the most important thing is to get the treasure first.

The place where a fierce battle had just taken place suddenly became empty, with only Ning Daozhen left.

The sarcasm on his face became even stronger, and he returned to the bloody altar.

He looked solemn as he made hand gestures and cast a special blood-colored seal.

The blood-colored altar suddenly made a buzzing sound, and the next moment a special milky white beam of light flew out from the eye on the altar and directly hit Ning Daozhen.

And this milky white beam of light also turned into a white light shield, covering Ning Daozhen.

Ning Daozhen smiled slightly, and then flew lightly towards the corridor filled with northern magnetic light.

When he entered, the milky white halo around him suddenly rushed towards him, but when it met the light shield outside Ning Daozhen's body, it slid aside like a wave encountering a reef.

Ning Daozhen flew forward as if nothing had happened, and soon disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

……

In a side hall on the second floor of the underground palace.

The hall was in a mess, with fragments of bloody humanoid puppets everywhere.

There are two figures confronting each other.

One of the women was dressed in silver-white and looked like a phantom. She was the person from Huiyue Palace who had fought with Ning Fa before.

The other person was wearing a white robe, had a handsome appearance, and a sword-like temperament. It was none other than Zhang Zhilong.

At this moment, in front of him stood a blood-red humanoid puppet as tall as an ordinary person, with a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes, and a long sword in each hand.

Judging from the powerful aura it exudes, it is obviously a third-level mid-grade puppet.

He stood in front of Zhang Zhilong like a guard.

And in the center of the hall, on a raised platform, a faint blue flower was floating.

As the petals gently unfold, they emit a faint blue glow, looking like a dream.

The silver-white woman looked at the blue flower with fiery eyes, then glared at Zhang Zhilong fiercely, and asked incomprehensibly: "Who are you? Why can you control the puppets of the Blood Sky Sect?"

Zhang Zhilong narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and suddenly asked: "Are you Yeji from Huiyue Palace?"

Although he was asking, he used a positive tone.

The woman's face changed, her eyebrows raised, and she asked, "Who are you? How do you know me?"

Zhang Zhilong smiled and said calmly: "Xuetian Sect, Xiao Han."

“Xiao Han from the Blood Sky Sect…?” The woman looked puzzled and thoughtful.

Not long after, she seemed to have thought of something and looked at Zhang Zhilong in surprise, "Are you Xiao Han, the one known as the Heavenly Craftsman from the Blood Sky Sect?"

Zhang Zhilong raised his lips with a hint of pride: "Yes, it is me.

The high-level blood guard puppets in this underground palace were also made by me personally.

So it’s not difficult for me to control them.”

The woman frowned at him and snorted coldly, "The Seven Sacred Sects have all vanished into thin air now. Even if you are Xiao Han, so what? I will not give you this Epiphyllum Dream!"

Zhang Zhilong shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "What if I give you this Epiphyllum? But are you satisfied with just this Epiphyllum?

Do you know what is on the third floor of this underground palace?"

The woman frowned even more tightly: "I hate it most when people keep me in suspense, just speak your mind!"

Zhang Zhilong's eyes were cunning, and he said lightly: "Blood Yuan Soul Crystal."

(End of this chapter)