Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 150 The Yuanling Appears
Beichenzi slowly raised his head, his eyes solemn.

"The Empress has gone crazy..."

He looked towards Yujing and muttered to himself, subconsciously tightening the hilt of the sword in his hand. He didn't know whether he regretted not stopping the empress when he went to Yujing City that day, or he felt that the empress's actions had far exceeded his expectations.

For a moment, he stood in the hall in a daze, looking at the blood-red sea of ​​clouds rolling in front of him.

The magic weapon in his hand made a sound, humming and vibrating spontaneously, as if in harmony with the sky.

At some point, the white clouds in the sky were now covered with a layer of blood.
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As time passed, the earth veins rolled like a dragon, and the entire territory of Da Zhou seemed to be humming and shaking endlessly. The earth dragon turned over, the ground cracked, and wisps of strange aura began to rise from the cracks in the cracked ground.

Above the Yujing City Observatory, the condensed blood cloud suddenly cracked into nine gaps. Guo Lang knew that this was his last chance.

He bit his tongue and spurted out his lifeblood. The Taiyi Fenguan sword energy immediately turned into a hundred-foot-long green light, rushing straight to the observatory. As the green light flowed, it actually spread out along the ground, like a green lake blasting into the ground along the tower of the observatory.

The whole world seemed to change suddenly.

"Heaven and earth reverse, Yang nine hundred and six, open!"

Guo Lang on the observatory suddenly groaned, and the Taiyi Fenguang Sword almost slipped out of his hand.

The jade veins he had trained were twitching violently under the skin, a sign that the tendons and veins were overloaded.

Sixteen blood-colored hexagrams appeared on the surface of the blood pool, and each hexagram corresponded to the fate of the people in the thirty-six states of the Great Zhou who were sacrificed in blood.

There were seventy-nine states in the Sixteen Zhou dynasties, and the population of each state varied. Sixteen states were massacred, and the number of people in the remaining states was not counted. The blood sacrifice of more than 36 million people was shocking enough.

"Supervisor! The blood urn at the Dui position has cracked!"

The deputy envoy's voice trembled.

Guo Lang glanced at the bronze jar in the northwest corner that was carved with Jiaozi patterns and was oozing blood. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the jar.

It was a soul-suppressing urn made of Mobei black iron, but at this moment it could not suppress the resentment collected in the urn from the blood and sweat of millions of people in several states.

Although the primordial spirit of heaven and earth has disappeared, it can be gathered by people's hearts, and great magical power can be obtained in the last days of the law.

Guo Lang bit his tongue and spurted out blood, and the sword of this magic weapon suddenly grew three feet long with a green light.

The twelve coiled dragon pillars at the base of the observatory began to tremble, and the black iron chains wrapped around the pillars tightened inch by inch.

These chains made of South China Sea cold iron are now wrestling with the dragon energy in the earth veins, making a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting.

"Heaven and Earth have bestowed upon us, Yuan Ling, arise!!"

As Guo Lang raised the Taiyi Fenguang Sword, a magical weapon in his hand, a shadow of a spirit began to emerge in the center of the blood cloud, and dots of light clearly visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the sky.

The empress suddenly became excited when she saw this scene. She opened her hands and took in a ray of spiritual light into her body. An expression of great enjoyment suddenly appeared on her face.

As if she had taken a magic medicine, the empress's wrinkled face began to slowly smooth out, and her white hair turned black.

At this moment, a dragon roar suddenly came from deep in the earth.

Guo Lang's whole body was shaking violently, and blood was flowing out of all his seven orifices. He sensed that the nine dragon veins suppressed under Yujing City were struggling frantically.

The bronze blood urns exploded one after another, and cracks appeared on the innate Bagua diagram formed by the blood plasma in the air.
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Far away in Jiannan Road, in the Zixiao Palace on Qingwei Mountain in Yuhuan Prefecture, Master Xuanxiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the Jiuxiao Leiyin Sword hanging in front of the palace automatically unsheathed three inches. The purple lightning wrapped around the sword illuminated his solemn face.

The number one master of Jiannan Dao had a solemn expression on his face at this moment. He could clearly feel the vibration of the earth veins coming from the direction of Yujing tens of thousands of miles away.

"Tens of millions of lives in exchange for a glimmer of hope."

The veins on his hand that was pressing on the hilt of the sword bulged, and in the end he failed to swing the sword energy that could have cut through the blood cloud.

Beneath his copper-colored skin, mercury blood surged through his silver marrow like rivers, a sign of its ultimate perfection. Wisps of purple lightning swirled around his fingertips. "Master, are you going to activate the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Formation?"

The senior disciple standing by looked at the sword-testing stone in the hall that was beginning to crack.

Xuan Xiao Zhenren was silent for a while, and finally shook his head: "Order the disciples of the thirty-six peaks to close the mountain gates and not to leave the mountain. Anyone who violates this will be treated as a traitor!"
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In Yanbei Road, the northern border of Youzhou, in the 800-li desolate river ice field connected to Ningguta, thirty feet at the bottom of a cold pool in a valley, a sword tomb formed from thousand-year-old black ice suddenly trembled.

Dugu Jiu, slumbering within his icy coffin, suddenly opened his eyes. The sword energy coursing through his pupils cut spiderweb-like cracks through the coffin. This supreme Grandmaster, known as the "Heavenly Sword" two hundred years ago, now emanated cyan sword energy from every pore, shattering the icy soul and cold marrow that sealed his lifespan.

Click!
The moment the ice coffin exploded, the entire cold pond boiled.

The moment Dugu Jiu broke through the ice, the sword debris that had been deposited at the bottom of the pool for a hundred years trembled at the same time, and the broken blade fragments condensed into nine dragon-like sword energy vortexes in the pool water.

His long gray hair turned black under the surge of sword energy, and his wrinkled face regained its luster at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Blood evil soars to the sky... Xuan Huang weeps blood! Blood sacrifice to the Yuan Ling..."

Dugu Jiu showed a hint of annoyance. He had been using the tortoise breathing method to put himself into a deep sleep, trying to survive until the moment when the Yuan Ling of Heaven and Earth would rise again. But now he was awakened by the breath of the artificially created Yuan Ling.

Want to fall asleep again...

Dugu Jiu's face was a little cold and stern.

He slashed his finger across the water like a sword, and the green light bursting out from his fingertips split the hundred-foot cold pond in two. A ray of green light flew across the sky and disappeared in an instant.

This swordsman, who was unrivaled in the martial world with his "Nine Breaths Sword Qi", had used some unknown means to see the reflection of the blood sacrifice in Yujing City on the stone wall at the bottom of the pool.

Boom!

The seven sword peaks surrounding the cold pond collapsed at the same time.

Dugu Jiu soared into the sky on the collapsed rubble, and every step he took condensed into a three-foot sword seal in the void.

When he jumped out of the pool, his tattered blue shirt had been repaired by sword energy.

Standing in the air, Dugu Jiu put his fingers together to form a sword and slashed it towards the southeast. Suddenly, a sharp scream like tearing silk was heard in the forest.

"After two hundred years of slumber, one cannot escape the disaster caused by human beings. Ox Nose, you are so accurate!"

Dugu Jiu stroked the ancient sword without an edge at his waist, and the copper rust on the surface of the scabbard fell off.

When his thumb pushed the sword guard open half an inch, the snow within five miles suddenly floated in the air, and each snowflake reflected the cold sword light.

Dugu Jiu lightly tapped the surface of the cold pond with the tip of his toes, and his whole body turned into green light and penetrated into the clouds.

Wherever it passed, the sea of ​​clouds parted, and a long sword mark was torn in the sky.

The powerful true energy of the Ninth Realm Grandmaster surged in his flesh and blood, and every step he took in the air created a circular air wave. The woodcutter ten miles away mistakenly thought that spring thunder had arrived early.

When passing through Longxi Road, Dugu Jiu suddenly pressed the hilt of the sword.

The Blood Flag Guards of the Incense Sect who were marching in the valley below suddenly found that the weapons in their hands were shaking uncontrollably.

Three thousand steel knives flew out of hands at the same time and flew into the sky, forming a sword wheel behind Dugu Jiu. The cold light made the setting sun look like blood.

"Use your weapons."

The sound waves carried the sword energy down, and three hundred war horses knelt on the ground with wails.

(End of this chapter)