Chapter 950 (1/2)

The plane shuttle fell into silence.

Everyone is meditating. Su Xingyao repairs her left hand. The stargazer is used to silence. Others are digesting Lingyu. He finally picks up the file and puts it in his eyebrow.

Countless information rushed in, he immediately began to look for yuan blood.

Angel, is always his most important promise.

In that case, in order to turn himself into a stone carving, he can't put down the other party. He also thought, a woman who is so good to herself, what else to choose? Angel, though a little bit coquettish sometimes, is quite good.

What's the best choice for a person who can give full support to himself and who is not pan an and Song Yu? What's more, I don't have the feeling of heartbeat, do I?

After searching for about half an hour, his eyes finally brightened.

eureka.

The eighth realm outside the Seven Realms, the yuan blood realm, is the smallest of the seven realms with an area similar to that of the moon. He looked at the history carefully, but his brow was slightly wrinkled.

This yuan blood world... Is a little strange.

”Before the formation of the Seven Realms, the yuan blood realm stood in this universe... No one knows when it was formed and when it came into being.”

In the first sentence, there is endless fog.

Just imagine, a civilization formed so early, it did not expand, and let the seven circles catch up. It's true that there are some reasons for Taichu and some reasons for not returning to Zhenwu. But... The seven realms have already controlled such a wide area around them. Why did they only let yuan blood realm go.

There must be reasons to let go.

He continued to watch.

”The ancestor of the yuan blood world, called the blood devil God, has never seen its true face, never walked out of the yuan blood world, and refused all communication. There are very few people in the yuan blood world. There are only 100 million people in the whole plane, including 90 million mortals and 10 million monks. They seldom get involved in the affairs of the seven worlds, and they never take part in the chain of the seven worlds. At the beginning of Taichu, the beasts of the star world never attack the yuan blood world. Even tengebar, the commander of the nihilistic army, bypasses it. ”

Xu Yangyi rubbed his chin, thinking.

No, Laoshan, Guanghan palace, five kings and two empresses... In other words, what can these people do?

Taichu didn't attack?

”Interesting.” For a long time, he pondered: ”this yuan blood world, there must be a big secret hidden, this has become a blind spot in the eyes of countless people.”

Although the records of this file can be directly input into his mind, he is still ready to have a look first. Anyway, he is idle.

”Brush...” at this moment, countless words appeared in his mind, the golden words beat, forming a sentence ”one of the seven esoteric schools in the upper world: the secret of the yuan blood world.”

Oddly enough, there are six below, all hidden in the dark.

It took him a few minutes to understand. The seven esoteric sects are the seven unsolved mysteries of the seven realms. Just as the gods walk through the Seven Realms, they will only find out if they really meet them. Of course, most monks will not be able to touch them all their lives.

An hour later, he rubbed some swollen temples, and finally had some understanding of Yuan blood.

This is a plane of the whole boundary unity.

Everyone practices the blood skill. This skill has no power, but it can explore the power of everyone's blood. It's not law or physical training, but blood training.

Every five hundred years, when the Seven Realms score, the blood realms of Yuan Dynasty will also open their blood sea once in five hundred years and lead the external monks to enter. The time is one hundred years. After one hundred years, they must leave.

”There are still five hundred years left...” he sighed and continued to indulge in the knowledge of the seven realms.

Time passed day by day. Since he closed his eyes, he never opened them again.

A month, two months, three months, I don't know how long, maybe a year, two years, he finally opened his eyes again.

This kind of feeling of walking in the ocean of knowledge is really good. He is allowed to roam in gorgeous paintings. He sees magnificent paintings. A period of history, a celebrity, countless top factions, the establishment and fall of dynasties, tens of thousands of years of war... Everything, when he opened his eyes, it seemed that he was still immersed in the golden ocean.

”For so long, I've only seen some fur.” He had no choice but to smile. The history of the seven realms is too long and the place is too big. Every small place may be an ancient city with tens of thousands of years. The long history and culture are intertwined with the present situation. Countless forces have shadows of the past behind them. There are also countless new forces. They are striving to create their own world.be full of excitement.

Such a big stage, can't Anning have his shadow?

How can such gorgeous Seven Realms not leave his traces?