v4 Chapter 139： Nirvana (2/2)

The next moment, the old folks of all races pointed out at the same time, their own drop of essence blood broke out, and scattered a little blood in front of them.

Huh!

Six blooddrops fell into the mist in front of them, and it suddenly dissipated into a pale blood color. This blood color was tumbling in the mist and became a blood channel, linking the island in the mist.

”Monks of all races, open the channel along the bloodline of the ancestors in the tribe, and enter the place of bloodlines, remember not to step out of the channel or lead to the strangulation of death, no doubt!” Huang Jiyuan Yun said with a low drink.

This mist prohibition is inherited from ancient times. Even if they do not dare to underestimate the might of the might, the monks at the level of the Yuan infant have no vitality to fall into it.

Old folks of all ethnic groups nodded, ”You will wait to enter the Nirvana Ancient Array. When the time comes, the Ancient Array will transfer you to the bloodline by yourself. Remember to be careful during this trip. After ten years, the old man is waiting for you to return! ”

”Yes, ancestor!”

Monks of all ethnic groups drank in unison, and then led directly to the blood channel of all ethnic groups under the leadership of the leaders.

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly. When he entered the Scarlet Channel at this moment, he actually felt that several strengths and weaknesses swept across him. The strongest two conveniences were Huangji Yimai Huangji Jinyun and Mu family is a monk.

The two noticed Xiao Chen's gaze, and they all smiled coldly.

”Sister Xiao Chen, the situation seems a bit wrong, you must not be careful yourself, you can only rely on yourself to enter the bloodline!” Ji Laogua whispered, looking dignified.

Xiao Chen nodded, his eyes were cold and surging.

If you want to kill him, you also need to see if there is such a means. Mo must eventually become the soul of his hands!

call out! call out!

Xiao Chen and Naji Luoran stared at each other. The two flickered lightly outside, leading the monk Ji to enter instantly along the passage.

As soon as he entered the channel, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Although the mist shrouded in a limited area and the Scarlet Passage was not long, it only appeared when it entered. The passage was stretched indefinitely, and it took a full quarter of flight to reach the exit with the full repair of Monk Ji Family.

The black island, dead and desolate, has numerous lines engraved on the ground. It looks messy and incomprehensible, but in it, it feels like the whole Yuanshen is being forced out of the body and ingested.

Xiao Chen closed her eyes and looked pale.

But at this moment, the monks from the surrounding Ji family glanced around, but all expressed their envy and awe.

Gein wanted to perceive the secrets of this Nirvana ancient formation, and also needed to cultivate to a certain level of magical power to qualify, and they obviously did not have such qualifications.

After a short while, Monk Ji sat down with her knees crossed, Xiao Chen's eyes glanced around, her brow was slightly wrinkled and she was surprised.

This Nirvana ancient formation is divided into eleven parts, separated by blood, and there is a clear distinction, but at this moment only six of them have monks, and the other five are empty.

”A bloodline of one family opens one area, and they are all incompatible. Can it be said that there are eleven ancient bloodlines in the ancient world!” Xiao Chen's pupils narrowed, and her heart was horrified.

Eleven ancient bloodlines have not yet survived, and the remaining five are likely to be submerged in the tide of time and completely dissipated.

There should be some hidden feelings in the ability to destroy the five ancient ethnic groups.

Xiao Chen closed her eyes slightly, secretly adjusted her breath to suppress the fluctuations in her heart, and waited for time to arrive, and the ancient Nirvana array opened.

Time passed, except for the faint sound of breathing, everything was quiet.

Suddenly, the complicated lines on the black island were bright one by one, and a little blood awns emerged from it.

Outside the mist, the six-kind old man suddenly looked up at the void and whispered, ”It's about to begin.”

With the sound falling, the wind and clouds over the island suddenly changed to condense a vortex, the size of thousands of feet, showing a pale blood color, as the rotation continued to thicken to a red with an amazing degree, with a strange atmosphere.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes, his dark eyes flickered with war.

The land of blood is finally open!

call out!

The next moment, the ancient Nirvana formation on the black island suddenly burst out of endless blood rushing into the sky, piercing into the void vortex, spinning madly. The mist rolled, the restraining power opened with all its strength, and the violent fluctuations scattered there were all resisted. Even after entering the forbidden barrier, the faint breath that made the six-ethnic old man look so dreadful, and the jealousy was revealed in the eyes.

After a while, the blood awns dissipated, everything returned to calmness, and the **** vortex above the void seemed to run out of power, slower and slower, and eventually completely disintegrated.

On the black island, monks of all ethnic groups disappeared.