Chapter 5283 (1/2)
Stick to the heart, not close your eyes, nor look away.
Finally to a certain moment, Lingxiao felt that he had seven orifices bleeding, about to fall.
All of a sudden, the holy stripe was shining brightly, and the whole wall was separated from the middle.
The road is open!
Lingxiao wiped the blood on his face.
Quite happy.
In fact, he didn't know why.
In short, at that moment, his soul seemed to have reached a special tacit agreement with the holy stripe.
Then the door opens.
Lingxiao raised his feet and walked in.
The wall closed again, without a trace, as if it was originally complete.
The situation inside is similar to the outside, but it can be seen that there is no trace of being moved.
In other words, for tens of thousands of years, no one has ever been here.
Lingxiao can't help getting excited.
He knew that his luck had come.
”Xiaojin, you will break through here. If there is the holy stripe, you will not be afraid of the enemy even if it comes.”
Lingxiao said.
”Understand!”
Xiaojin nodded, walked out of the world, sat down cross legged, and began to break through.
Lingxiao orders Wu Hun puppet to protect Xiaojin's Dharma, while he continues to walk inside.
He wanted to see if there was anything good in this place that had been hidden for tens of thousands of years.
Walking to the end of this place, Lingxiao saw two statues with white wings.
They're all women, and they're beautifully carved.
Yuzu? It's rare.
The feather race is born with two wings.
Their wings can be cultivated to a very strong level.
It can not only fly, but also control the elements of the five elements.
It's just that from Tianlong to Xuanwu, Lingxiao hasn't seen any living Yuzu.
However, there are records on the Xuanwu continent that the Yu people are the envoys around the gods.
Therefore, it is also called the God envoy.
There is a high platform between the two sculptures, on which is placed a bottle made of glass.
There seems to be something in the bottle.
Red, very gorgeous.
It looks like blood, only a drop. I don't know how many years it has been here. It still looks very fresh.
”You're lucky, boy!”
Yuan Zun, who has been sleeping, wakes up. He is awakened by a strong energy.
Open your eyes and see the blood in the glass bottle.
”It's a drop of God's blood. I don't know how much stronger it is than the ancient blood.”
”The blood of the gods, the real gods?”
Lingxiao asked.
”There are no real gods in the world. The so-called gods are just the top warriors in the Xuanwu continent.
But they are much stronger than the ancient people. ”
Yuan Zun replied.
Lingxiao just wanted to reach out for the glass bottle, suddenly the gods on both sides of the sculpture actually came to life.
He turned into two deities and attacked Lingxiao.
The emissary was just two puppets. At first, I didn't know how powerful it was.
In the past tens of thousands of years, we can't resist the weakening of time, but even so, we all have the terrible strength of the three levels of spirit and soul.
Where are their rivals.
But a puppet is a puppet. He can only do things according to certain orders, but he is just a fool who doesn't use his brain.
Lingxiao uses a piece of holy grain ”fake death holy grain” to erase all its life breath.
The puppet immediately stopped the attack and returned to its original position.
It's not really very useful.
However, it is much easier to deal with such puppets who rely on exploring vitality to fight.
Open the holy grain of false death, Lingxiao walks to the glass bottle nearby and takes the bottle.
It's heavy to start with. It's heavier than the elephant fruit.
I feel like I can't walk.
A drop of God's blood is so terrible.
No wonder these people dare to call themselves gods.
With their strength, there is no problem in claiming to be gods on this basaltic continent.
Treasure!
It's a real treasure.
Lingxiao's hands are shaking.
But how can the blood of the gods appear here?