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Chapter 255 0255 Fog and shadow appear!
rumbling~
A loud shaking sound came from the top of the holy platform~
The entire holy mountain shook accordingly, and many rocks and dust rolled down from the top of the mountain, as if an earthquake of magnitude [-] or above had occurred, and even the square was shaking~
Everyone's hearts were shocked, and the moment their eyes focused on the altar, a black mist burst out, straight out from the top of the altar, and approached the sky.
If someone stands here on the top of the holy platform, they will definitely see that this extremely thick black mist is rising from the center of the hexagonal altar. At this moment, without the suppression of the dark cold flame, this mist seems to have broken through the cage The trapped beast, excited, and crazy!
At this moment, on the inverted mountain, there stood two immortal figures, one of them was Murong Qingyang with flowing hair.
And the other old man in blue shirt has a bald head, also has a thin face and a slender figure. Compared with Murong Qingyang, he is a little fatter, but there is a little more seriousness between his brows.
"Qing Yang, the holy seal has been passed on, and this catastrophe has also come. The ancestors said, this catastrophe is not a catastrophe, this catastrophe is a catastrophe, what do you mean?" The person who spoke was really the old man in blue. The ancestor of Xiu Yiyu, Murong Lin.
"Old Lin, the words of the ancestors are not something you and I can break. During the period of your retreat and cultivation, I often observed this person who should be robbed. To be honest, I can't see through him. Since he entered the Sacred Valley , everything must be unexpected, shocking, and really unpredictable.
From my point of view, the holy seal is his inheritance, and this calamity is also due to him, so whether this calamity is not a calamity or not, it has to be unraveled by the person who deserves the calamity~"
Murong Qingyang looked at the light curtain in front of him, within the light curtain, Chen Hui had been brought by Murong Chun to the holy pool behind the tenth branch altar.And Murong Chun was talking to Murong Ruoxue, Elder Baibeard was also talking to Murong Rou'er.
Although they couldn't hear what the two old men had to say, Murong Ruoxue and Murong Rou'er's pretty cheeks were flushed, and their whole bodies exuded shame. It seemed that what the two old men had explained was very embarrassing.
Murong Lin also stared at Chen Hui in the light curtain. At this moment, Chen Hui was soaked in the holy pool of the tenth branch, and his whole body was covered with hot waves.
The altar of the tenth branch is located on the top of the mountain, and it is extremely cold all year round, so the water in the holy pool is icy cold. boil.
From this we can see how much pain Chen Hui is enduring.
"The bloodline brand of the Sacred Valley Order is extremely domineering. If it is removed within 30 days, it will be fine, but if it exceeds 30 days, it will be extremely difficult to save it when the bloodline brand breaks out. It is almost a narrow escape!
But when it came to Chen Hui, it was so weird, it was only 23 days ago, but the blood brand broke out ahead of time, and it was so violent once it broke out, as if it was going to kill Chen Hui. "Murong Lin frowned into Sichuan characters, deeply worried about Chen Hui.
In fact, there was no conspiracy involved in the early outbreak of Chen Hui's bloodline, the main reason was that Chen Hui was different.If he is a cultivator, with true qi in his blood, he can naturally bear the blood brand for 30 days, but Chen Hui is different. There is no zhen qi in his blood, which should have erupted the day he first passed on the Sacred Valley Order.
Being able to carry it to 23 days depends entirely on the tenacity of the blood. Fortunately, Chen Hui persisted until 23 days. If the power of the blood brand broke out in the holy mountain, then Chen Hui would die!
"I don't know about this matter, I hope Chen Hui can persevere, otherwise I really don't know what it will turn into." Murong Qingyang shook his head slightly.
Murong Lin sighed, he stared at the light curtain, his old face became more worried, but suddenly, he frowned, turned to look at Murong Qingyang, and asked: "Qingyang, this holy valley has branded the bloodline If the power doesn't erupt, it only needs a person of Murong family bloodline to undo it."
"But!" Murong Lin's voice suddenly changed, and he asked worriedly: "After the power of the blood branding erupts, does it only need a person of the blood of the Murong family to undo it?"
Murong Qingyang was taken aback by Murong Lin's words, and after thinking for a moment, his expression became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "There is no precedent for this... I don't know if the bloodline brand after the outbreak can be removed, but if it can be removed , I really don’t know how many people from the blood of the Murong family are needed~ this..."
Feeling that Murong Lin's words were very reasonable, Murong Qingyang was suddenly lost in thought, feeling that he hadn't considered well.
But at this moment, Murong Lin slammed his sleeves at the light curtain in front of him, and a gust of wind blew towards the light curtain in an instant.
This gust of wind actually blew directly onto the square through the light curtain.
Call ~
When the huge gust of wind came to the square, it suddenly divided into hundreds of small whirlwinds, and the hundreds of small whirlwinds immediately dispersed, scattered directly among the tribesmen of the major branches, and engulfed an eighteen-year-old, flowery and jade-like The members of the Murong family flew in the direction of the tenth branch.
"Xiao Lan!"
"Mengmeng!"
"Bingqing!"
……
As the hundreds of beauties were swept away, among the remaining clansmen, suddenly many young men saw the woman they admired being swept away by the wind, and immediately called out the name of the goddess in their hearts.
The patriarchs of those branches were about to make a move, when suddenly their heads shook, and a sound transmission was transmitted to their minds at the same time~
"I have a very important task for these hundred clansmen. They may or may not be used. There is absolutely no danger to their lives. Once you appease the clansmen, arrange for ordinary disciples to retreat immediately. Great changes!"
Murong Lin's hazy and stern voice reached the minds of several elders, making these elders immediately understand the seriousness of the matter, so they immediately told the clansmen that these beauties are doing great things for the Sacred Valley, and they should evacuate quickly!
"No! My little Lan!"
"Mengmeng, my Mengmeng!"
……
Some hysterical young disciples couldn't let go, crying and yelling and refusing to leave, but their personal strength was weak after all, so several disciples next to them lifted them up and evacuated with the crowd.
At this moment, there was an earth-shattering roar on the holy platform, and then the rocks cracked and fell apart!
The black mist no longer rose, but hovered over the top of the altar. The mist immediately became thicker and gradually solidified, forming a mist-like armor. There were spikes formed by the mist on the surface of the armor. The fog boots were condensed, as if they were the legs of this body, and then there was the fog cylinder spear, this is the weapon!
The armor is empty from the neck up, nothing!Taking a closer look, the mist is like a headless general wrapped in a mist armor!
A loud shaking sound came from the top of the holy platform~
The entire holy mountain shook accordingly, and many rocks and dust rolled down from the top of the mountain, as if an earthquake of magnitude [-] or above had occurred, and even the square was shaking~
Everyone's hearts were shocked, and the moment their eyes focused on the altar, a black mist burst out, straight out from the top of the altar, and approached the sky.
If someone stands here on the top of the holy platform, they will definitely see that this extremely thick black mist is rising from the center of the hexagonal altar. At this moment, without the suppression of the dark cold flame, this mist seems to have broken through the cage The trapped beast, excited, and crazy!
At this moment, on the inverted mountain, there stood two immortal figures, one of them was Murong Qingyang with flowing hair.
And the other old man in blue shirt has a bald head, also has a thin face and a slender figure. Compared with Murong Qingyang, he is a little fatter, but there is a little more seriousness between his brows.
"Qing Yang, the holy seal has been passed on, and this catastrophe has also come. The ancestors said, this catastrophe is not a catastrophe, this catastrophe is a catastrophe, what do you mean?" The person who spoke was really the old man in blue. The ancestor of Xiu Yiyu, Murong Lin.
"Old Lin, the words of the ancestors are not something you and I can break. During the period of your retreat and cultivation, I often observed this person who should be robbed. To be honest, I can't see through him. Since he entered the Sacred Valley , everything must be unexpected, shocking, and really unpredictable.
From my point of view, the holy seal is his inheritance, and this calamity is also due to him, so whether this calamity is not a calamity or not, it has to be unraveled by the person who deserves the calamity~"
Murong Qingyang looked at the light curtain in front of him, within the light curtain, Chen Hui had been brought by Murong Chun to the holy pool behind the tenth branch altar.And Murong Chun was talking to Murong Ruoxue, Elder Baibeard was also talking to Murong Rou'er.
Although they couldn't hear what the two old men had to say, Murong Ruoxue and Murong Rou'er's pretty cheeks were flushed, and their whole bodies exuded shame. It seemed that what the two old men had explained was very embarrassing.
Murong Lin also stared at Chen Hui in the light curtain. At this moment, Chen Hui was soaked in the holy pool of the tenth branch, and his whole body was covered with hot waves.
The altar of the tenth branch is located on the top of the mountain, and it is extremely cold all year round, so the water in the holy pool is icy cold. boil.
From this we can see how much pain Chen Hui is enduring.
"The bloodline brand of the Sacred Valley Order is extremely domineering. If it is removed within 30 days, it will be fine, but if it exceeds 30 days, it will be extremely difficult to save it when the bloodline brand breaks out. It is almost a narrow escape!
But when it came to Chen Hui, it was so weird, it was only 23 days ago, but the blood brand broke out ahead of time, and it was so violent once it broke out, as if it was going to kill Chen Hui. "Murong Lin frowned into Sichuan characters, deeply worried about Chen Hui.
In fact, there was no conspiracy involved in the early outbreak of Chen Hui's bloodline, the main reason was that Chen Hui was different.If he is a cultivator, with true qi in his blood, he can naturally bear the blood brand for 30 days, but Chen Hui is different. There is no zhen qi in his blood, which should have erupted the day he first passed on the Sacred Valley Order.
Being able to carry it to 23 days depends entirely on the tenacity of the blood. Fortunately, Chen Hui persisted until 23 days. If the power of the blood brand broke out in the holy mountain, then Chen Hui would die!
"I don't know about this matter, I hope Chen Hui can persevere, otherwise I really don't know what it will turn into." Murong Qingyang shook his head slightly.
Murong Lin sighed, he stared at the light curtain, his old face became more worried, but suddenly, he frowned, turned to look at Murong Qingyang, and asked: "Qingyang, this holy valley has branded the bloodline If the power doesn't erupt, it only needs a person of Murong family bloodline to undo it."
"But!" Murong Lin's voice suddenly changed, and he asked worriedly: "After the power of the blood branding erupts, does it only need a person of the blood of the Murong family to undo it?"
Murong Qingyang was taken aback by Murong Lin's words, and after thinking for a moment, his expression became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "There is no precedent for this... I don't know if the bloodline brand after the outbreak can be removed, but if it can be removed , I really don’t know how many people from the blood of the Murong family are needed~ this..."
Feeling that Murong Lin's words were very reasonable, Murong Qingyang was suddenly lost in thought, feeling that he hadn't considered well.
But at this moment, Murong Lin slammed his sleeves at the light curtain in front of him, and a gust of wind blew towards the light curtain in an instant.
This gust of wind actually blew directly onto the square through the light curtain.
Call ~
When the huge gust of wind came to the square, it suddenly divided into hundreds of small whirlwinds, and the hundreds of small whirlwinds immediately dispersed, scattered directly among the tribesmen of the major branches, and engulfed an eighteen-year-old, flowery and jade-like The members of the Murong family flew in the direction of the tenth branch.
"Xiao Lan!"
"Mengmeng!"
"Bingqing!"
……
As the hundreds of beauties were swept away, among the remaining clansmen, suddenly many young men saw the woman they admired being swept away by the wind, and immediately called out the name of the goddess in their hearts.
The patriarchs of those branches were about to make a move, when suddenly their heads shook, and a sound transmission was transmitted to their minds at the same time~
"I have a very important task for these hundred clansmen. They may or may not be used. There is absolutely no danger to their lives. Once you appease the clansmen, arrange for ordinary disciples to retreat immediately. Great changes!"
Murong Lin's hazy and stern voice reached the minds of several elders, making these elders immediately understand the seriousness of the matter, so they immediately told the clansmen that these beauties are doing great things for the Sacred Valley, and they should evacuate quickly!
"No! My little Lan!"
"Mengmeng, my Mengmeng!"
……
Some hysterical young disciples couldn't let go, crying and yelling and refusing to leave, but their personal strength was weak after all, so several disciples next to them lifted them up and evacuated with the crowd.
At this moment, there was an earth-shattering roar on the holy platform, and then the rocks cracked and fell apart!
The black mist no longer rose, but hovered over the top of the altar. The mist immediately became thicker and gradually solidified, forming a mist-like armor. There were spikes formed by the mist on the surface of the armor. The fog boots were condensed, as if they were the legs of this body, and then there was the fog cylinder spear, this is the weapon!
The armor is empty from the neck up, nothing!Taking a closer look, the mist is like a headless general wrapped in a mist armor!
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