NovelsAlex Chapter 135 Tianmen Mountain is in turmoil, thousands of monsters gather
Chapter 135 Tianmen Mountain is in turmoil, thousands of monsters gather
The day passed quickly.
On Tianmen Mountain.
Xuanhong and the monsters sat around the perimeter of the Immortal Palace, quietly waiting for Su Xunge to leave the customs.
And in the tens of miles of sky behind them.
The monster cloud is densely covered, gathering countless monster monks who heard about the accident in Tianmen Mountain.
among them.
There are great clan leaders who come back and forth with their elders to get a share of the pie, and there are also remote casual cultivators who plan to fish in troubled waters.
but.
These people are not as majestic as a monster cloud full of blood.
"Motian! If you dare to murder me, the young master of Huanlongshan, the saint, I will be sworn to death with you!"
This is the last saint in Huanlong Mountain, his cultivation is as high as the sky, not weaker than Long Wen and Long Qian who were beheaded by Su Xunge before.
Earlier, when Long Li planned to calculate the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda, he originally wanted to invite her to go with him, but at that time she declined because her practice was at a critical juncture.
But did not expect.
Before he could leave the customs, bad news came from the clan.
The soul lamps of the two saints were extinguished, and the young master Long Li disappeared.
Such a heavy blow never appeared again after the Huanlong Mountain lineage migrated to Xiaonantian.
When the saint heard such news, he immediately flew into a rage and planned to kill the general to avenge his own clan.
but.
Those who can practice to become saints are not stupid people. Two saints carry a map of the Great Emperor. Even with such power, they can't wipe out the enemy. Wouldn't it be the same as delivering food if they went alone?
therefore.
The female sage spread the news that Tianmen Mountain was pregnant with a divine treasure, and invited friends and friends, attracting more than a dozen friends, intending to seek justice on Tianmen Mountain.
. . .
"What is the situation in this secret realm, Hong Er, you can find out the inside story later."
On the other side, an old saint exuding holy radiance all over his body, with an extremely heavy aura standing behind Xuan Hong, asked questions.
Judging by his expression and demeanor, he should be an elder in the Xuanhong family.
Not only the female saint of Huanlong Mountain, but also the secret realm appeared in Tianmen Mountain. Such a grand event caused Xiao Nantian to sleep for an unknown number of years, and all the old monsters came out of the retreat.
But at their level, they can naturally see the horror of the fairy palace on the top of the mountain, so they didn't rush to explore.
Instead, he asked the demons who were stranded on the top of the mountain.
"My child doesn't know," Xuan Hong felt a little guilty when facing his ancestor.
At this time, he has not disclosed the news that he has pledged his allegiance to a human race.
The young master of the dignified clan has become someone else's subordinate. If he said it, Xuan Hong felt that he would inevitably be beaten and lectured.
In this case.
Su Xunge had expected it.
If he made such a big commotion, it would definitely cause an uproar in Xiao Nantian, so before entering the secret realm, he told Xuanhong and the others not to panic too much, and they could solve it after he left the level.
however.
They were not the only ones who witnessed Zhao Hao's opening of the secret realm.
Before parting ways with Xuanhong, there were more than a dozen leading monster cultivators. Now they are exploring Tianmen Mountain with their elders, and they are obviously much more confident.
"You mean, you need to use your own blood to sacrifice the great cauldron to open the secret realm?" An old saint of the nine-headed lion family was surprised when he heard his junior's explanation.
He is also a monster who has lived for thousands of years, and his cultivation base is profound, but he can't see through the true face of the secret realm of the fairy palace.
I just feel that this place has a strange color that makes him palpitate.
"Maybe, this place can make my stagnant cultivation go a step further."
There was a sly gleam in the huge lion's eyes, and the old saint took action silently.
I saw him dot on the bodies of his descendants, and immediately a golden pure bloodline appeared in his hands. .
"Good grandson, let's make another contribution for the ancestor. If the ancestor can get the opportunity to step into the realm of the great saint, he will definitely compensate you a hundred times."
The old sage of the nine-headed lion clan had a crooked idea about the secret realm.
For this reason, he even did not hesitate to extract the source of blood from his own descendants, wanting to try it.
A golden light flashed.
The old sage leaped quietly from the sky, and within a short breath, he came to the gate of the Heavenly Palace.
"What does the old lion want to do?"
Although his actions were extremely secretive, under the watchful eyes of many saints and demon cultivators, they were nothing more than deceitful actions.
But even so, no one made a move or spoke to stop it.
With the secret realm of Asgard in front, everyone wanted to share in the action, but they dared not take any action due to the terrifying atmosphere of Asgard.
Seeing that someone is willing to be this early bird, everyone is naturally extremely happy.
"Don't worry, if the old lion can figure out why, it won't be too late for us to catch up."
There is a sage of the monster clan, who hides in the clouds for thousands of miles, and said calmly, but it is difficult to conceal the urgency in his words.
Obviously, he also took a fancy to the secret realm.
On Tianmen Mountain.
According to what his descendants said, the old sage of the nine-headed lion family bypassed the white-clothed immortals who had already manifested phantoms, and quickly found the target of offering blood.
Put that ray of golden blood into the great cauldron.
but.
What happened next did not happen as everyone expected, not even the slightest fluctuation came, as if a punch hit the air.
"Well, what is the situation? Why is it different from what my grandson said?" The old saint looked puzzled: "Could it be that the bloodline that has already been used can no longer open the secret realm for the second time?"
He didn't have the secrets passed down from his ancestors like Zhao Hao, so he could only cross the river by feeling the stones.
So in the face of such a failure, he was not discouraged, on the contrary, it aroused the desire in the old lion's heart even more.
"It's not like I didn't gain anything, at least I figured out a little bit of the rules for opening the secret realm."
After thinking about it, the old lion couldn't help shaking, and forced out a source of his own blood from his body.
Compared with the previous one of his own grandson, as the venerable saint, his blood is more than a hundred times stronger, and just a trace of the original blood makes the world tremble.
Countless casual cultivators looked at this scene, and couldn't help salivating.
A drop of blood from a saint is of infinite benefit to them. At least it can improve their cultivation, and at worst it can cause their own blood to return to their ancestors and complete the transformation of their physique.
however.
Not only these casual cultivators, but also two people were also attracted by this extremely pure blood origin.
only.
These two people are not easy to get along with, or they are not even living beings at all.
The sword-wielding, halberd-wielding general, without anyone noticing, slowly shifted his gaze away, like four torches, staring straight at the eager old lion.
"Bless the ancestors, it depends on whether I can make further progress!" The old lion murmured anxiously in his heart, and immediately put his palm into the three-legged square tripod.