Chapter 1171 – Seven Layers of Ancient Ruins, Those Who Reach the Top Are Heroes of Heaven and Earth
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and looking up at the firmament one could see the black spots in the sky slowly drifting down, turning into fluffy goose feather flakes.
Xin Zhuo drank up an altar of wine, already a little dizzy, raised his head and realized that the scattered cultivators around almost no more, all heading to the direction of the illusory and hazy Gu Lai market in front of him.
In the densely packed palaces in the distance, they also each flew out a large number of wide-robed, big-sleeved Broken Generation Celestial Pride, Broken Generation Families, and Sacred Ruin experts from various domains and various mountains, accompanied by their own elders, heading straight for the Ancient Lai Ruins.
It has begun!
He got up, running his mind techniques, his drunkenness dissipated a lot, and he took big strides forward, his waist and back never been straighter.
Five hundred miles wasn’t far, it was just that he didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention from a group of people, deliberately walking.
The silhouette of people in the sky, from time to time whistling swept past.
Half an hour later, he still arrived at the place, intuitively a thick and majestic pressure when the head pressure, that “ancient ruins” is actually in a huge abyss cracks, said “ruins”, in fact, not only does not have half a bit of the appearance of the ruins, on the contrary, it seems to be a just out of the world! Ancient forbidden land or an ancient blessed cave, such as the abyss such as the sea of human emperor breath, human emperor into the heaven and earth art phantom birth and disappearance, bright and dazzling.
However, like a mirage, it is blurred layer by layer, each layer is separated by a sea of clouds, mountains and mist, each layer is a mountain flower, green peaks, waterfalls, beautiful and hidden killing intent.
If to the core meaning of each layer.
The first layer is a large area of illusory stone walls and three hundred roots of a hundred feet long non-gold, non-iron, non-stone strange large brush.
The second layer was a huge Heaven and Earth chessboard with three hundred and sixty-one discs, one hundred and eighty-one black and one hundred and eighty white, setting up a mysterious handicap.
The third layer was hundreds of unreadable mutilated corpses.
The fourth layer was the three hundred and sixty-five star arrays.
The fifth layer was hundreds of messy, hideous statues of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and other divine beasts.
The sixth layer was inserted with oddly shaped blades!
The seventh layer was a sea, the ancient Human Emperor’s True Qi Sea!
The seven layers were located as if they were seven worlds, completely unrelated to each other, and as if they were causally related.
Gazing at it, it was as if one could travel through time and see tens of thousands of years ago, hundreds of the strongest Human Emperors in the world at that time, competing for supremacy here.
At this moment, there are tens of thousands of people surrounding the Ancient Ruins.
High in the sky sitting seven people, seven ancient emperors, the old man selling wine is also among them, just seven people glanced lightly, will be hidden into the clouds can not be seen.
Below, on the steep and dangerous boulder peaks, countless human emperors and earth emperors were seated.
Nearly two thousand Sacred Ruins experts are standing at the edge of the Ancient Ruins, where no Sacred Ruins experts will be prevented from entering, as long as you have the qualifications to enter. However, the closest place inside, is nearly three hundred broken generation pride, before the road met the cold nine girls and Helian Rangjiang also in which, as if they are the holy market realm in the master, other people only rely on the back of the part, three hundred people’s aura, actually completely crushed the back of three feet away from the 1,500 of the same realm.
Three feet away, Tantai Clan’s Tantai Ling Yun, Ren Yu, Qi Ruoxu and other young ladies and gentlemen are also among the 1,500 non-Generation-breaking masters, compared with the generation-breaking prides in front of them, invariably half a head shorter, but also much more low-profile.
Xin Zhuo quietly stood in the most inconspicuous place between a group of loose cultivators, silently scanning all the experts participating in the Ancient Lai Market, focusing on the Broken Generation Heavenly Pride.
To be honest, without fighting, one could not understand the strength of these Broken Generation Heaven’s Pride.
As his sight turned, he did see quite a few familiar faces –
Shangguan Qingmei, the Shougong girl, Monk Lingzhao, Ye Miaojin, Li Chunyuan and Zhao Tong’er, Jiang Wufei, Winsome Man, Ji Piezong, and a few others who had been hunted away together from the Donghua Ming Domain and dispersed in the Sea of Bitterness.
It was good that they were gathered here, moreover, these few had all entered the Sacred Ruin Realm slightly unreasonably during these seventy years, and it seemed that they had all entered the major forces of the Central Domain to cultivate as well.
Yes, frankly speaking, they are the geniuses among geniuses, the demon who lifts one and reverses three, far exceeding countless others, as long as there is a famous teacher to point out and the ancient and terrifying supply of resources in the Central Domain, they can quickly enter the country, and their own seventy years of the same old steps, but also trapped by a ghostly Desolate Spirit Crystals ……
“Buzz–“
Just at this time, “Ancient Lai Ruins”, suddenly a swing, a burst of mind-shattering buzzing, as if some kind of ancient impediment to the gas completely dispersed.
“There are seven levels in the Ancient Lai Ruins, those who reach the top are the heroes of heaven and earth, enter!” At the top of the mountain in the distance, an old man with white hair lightly shouted.
“Swoosh ……”
Nearly three hundred Broken Generation Celestial Pride wrapped up their raging Broken Generation True Qi and mysterious and unpredictable heart techniques, like meteors catching the moon, shooting straight to the first layer.
The remaining fifteen hundred or so Sacred Ruin experts which were like the Secretary of the River, densely trailing.
Xin Zhuo followed behind a group of loose cultivators, not showing the mountain and not revealing himself, only to feel countless pairs of eyes staring at him the moment he entered the range of the Ancient Lai Ruins Abyss, no! One should say that they were staring at everyone.
These “eyes” seemed to be the prying eyes of the Ancient Emperors and Sages of the Ancient Ruins who had broken the void and time of the ages, making one’s scalp numb.
Moreover, in the outside seems, this ancient market seven layers of space is not very big, the result after entering, nearly two thousand holy market experts have become a drop in the ocean, as if entering a real ancient world, everything outside can not be seen, and even, the other six layers are not visible.
Only the stone walls of the first layer and hundreds of Prime-like stone pens were getting closer and closer!
He carefully observed those stone walls and stone pens, only to feel a sense of thickness coming over him.
“Thump ……”
Nearly two thousand people landed on the huge stone steps of the first floor, and surprisingly, it didn’t seem crowded at all.
All of them looked at the stone wall and the stone pen. Back then, the emperors of the Middle Ages used to bring up the “Flying Pen” here to make poems and songs, and as long as they followed the example of the sages, they would be able to obtain the creation of the world, and that’s all!
“The winner is Yun Shanhai of the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty!”
A king’s robe broken generation of pride, a step forward, bring up a piece of dense cloud sea fog flower, right hand middle finger index finger together, gently a finger, that hundreds of heavenly stone pen in a, “boom” fly up, under the guidance of his two fingers, straight stabbing a stone wall.
“The stone pen weighs 38 million pounds, the Holy Ruin Nine enters the Void Realm the extreme of pure power!”
An excited, thrilled voice came from beside Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo looked, it was Li Chunyuan, this person was dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe, although his appearance was still plain and unadorned, his aura was hidden and terrifying, his eyes were full of smiles, “Brother Xin, I’ve never suspected that you’d die, at most, I lamented your bad luck, I haven’t seen you in more than seventy years, and you still have the same elegance!”
Xin Zhuo said, “Can’t compare to you, ah, a disciple of a great sect in the Central Region, seventy years into the Sacred Ruins!”
Li Chunyuan lost his smile, “I left from the chaotic interstellar mountain, I also had nowhere to go, only Ye Miaojin an acquaintance, so I went to join her, good thing that I, a True Martial Artist is still worth something, by the Spirit Sky Mountain to be admitted to the door, seventy years of hard cultivation, barely into the Sacred Ruins only!
Brother Xin, with your talent, if you want to find a backer, is it not a trivial matter?”
Xin Zhuo shook his head, essentially, his own talent was mediocre, ancient clans and broken generations of families, were unable to see what he was capable of, could he show everywhere and beg for a teacher?
Li Chunyuan added: “This time, the ancient market, I think with Xin brother’s ability, can compete with the broken generation of heavenly pride, inevitably radiant, all walks of life in the central domain of the mountain scramble to collect you!”
“I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you!”
Xin Zhuo said, “I’m not sure!”
Against any of the Broken Generation Celestial Pride, he wasn’t sure that he would definitely be able to defeat the other party, these guys who had faked their deaths for tens of thousands of years didn’t even have the same body structure as his own, so hell knows what skills they had practiced?
Li Chunyuan was stunned, then smiled bitterly, “Also, do your best, the people of the Broken Generation are indeed stronger, the Broken Generation Celestial Pride I’ve encountered over the years are all monsters, and I even have the illusion of meeting many of you!”
As the two were chatting, the person who called himself “Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty Yun Shan Hai” in front of them had already engraved a poem, roughly meaning the hegemony of having a heart for the ages and breaking all things in the Qiankun.
That mountain wall suddenly flooded with fifty-eight unknown light, have surged into this person’s body, this person’s Holy Ruin realm breath disordered a few points, this is the implication of the human emperor bottleneck loosened, followed by, suddenly disappeared.
“Going to the second level, the little prince of the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty, he is really strong!” Li Chunyuan lamented.
Xin Zhuo nodded his head.
At this time, that Helian Rang Jiang, Miss Leng Jiu, and dozens of other generation-breaking celestial pride in front of them, simultaneously stepped forward and manipulated their stone brushes to carve poems. (End of chapter)