Chapter 686 Return to the Blazing Mountains

Not long after, a restriction appeared in front of the eight Wutian people, and inside the restriction was a dark passage.

At the end of the secret passage is the secret room where the Blood Altar is located.

Wutian had entered this place when he first came to Zhongyao Continent. At that time, he needed the unlocking talisman to enter, but now he can directly break the ban with just a movement of his soul power.

Everyone here already knew about Wutian's identity as a forbidden master, so they were not too surprised.

After passing through the restriction and entering the secret passage, the group did not stop for a moment and soon came to a closed stone door.

After staring at the stone gate for a moment, Wu Tian was filled with emotion. He thought that he and the little guy accidentally bumped into each other and discovered the plan of the Confucian Dynasty here, so that everyone could be prepared and avoid disaster.

But Wutian still can't forget that battle.

Because Di Tian died in that catastrophe.

With a flick of his sleeves, majestic power surged out. With bursts of deafening roars, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a huge stone chamber.

Eight people stepped into it one after another and looked around curiously.

The same goes for Wutian. Last time he peeked through the crack in the door and could only get a glimpse of a corner, but now when he saw the whole stone room, he couldn't help but become speechless.

As expected, it was Sikong Lie's method. The stone chamber and bloody altar were exactly the same as the stone chamber beneath the Hell City.

Gongsun Haoshu stood next to the bloody altar. After a while, he was surprised and asked: "By opening this altar, can you go to the Jueyin ruins?"

Wutian nodded.

Hearing this, Gongsun Haoshu's eyes flickered.

Wutian shook his head and said: "I advise you not to think so much. The conditions for opening this bloody altar are very strict. To open it for the first time, you need the bones and blood of ancient relics of the ten-headed god transformation stage and above, plus one hundred thousand ordinary monsters. The blood will be increased ten times the second time it is turned on, and it will be increased a hundred times when it is turned on the third time. After three times, the altar will be destroyed automatically. "

Hearing this, everyone except Gu Tian didn't look very good.

What is the concept of ten times? What is the concept of a hundred times?

We really don’t dare to imagine it.

In fact, Wutian was deeply puzzled when he learned about these situations from Demon Emperor Shuntian that day.

Why are the conditions for opening the Blood Altar leading to the Jueyin Ruins and the Blood Altar leading to the City of Darkness different?

Finally, with Demon Emperor Shun Tian's explanation, he learned that it was because the Jueyin ruins were too dangerous that Sikong Lie had left the restrictions.

Just imagine, to activate it for the second time, you need one hundred ancient relics of the divine transformation stage and above, plus the blood of one million ordinary monsters. This is already a very difficult condition to fulfill, and it is enough to break the hearts of many people. desire.

Let alone opening it for the third time.

"call!"

Gongsun Haoshu took a deep breath, finally calmed down the shock in his heart, and asked: "Since you are planning, the beasts that open the altar must have been prepared!"

When the five superpowers were born, the first thing they did was to send people to inquire about the major events that had happened on the five continents in the past tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, everyone is aware of the opening of the altar in the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Great Confucian Dynasty.

Wutian nodded, reached out and took out ten mustard seed bags.

The mustard bag contains the bones and blood of a hundred ancient relics and the blood of a million ordinary monsters.

Naturally, only Demon Emperor Shuntian, the master of the Dragon God Mountain Range, could handle such a grand gesture.

But Wutian knew that this was already the limit of Demon Emperor Shuntian.

Regardless of the fact that the Dragon God Mountain Range is the base camp of demonic beasts, it is estimated that it would take tens of thousands of years, or even longer, to accumulate such a huge number. For this plan, Demon Emperor Shuntian paid a huge price.

In fact, the purpose of Demon Emperor Shun Tian is also very simple. First, he is to obey the instructions of his ancestor Jiao Emperor and fulfill Wu Tian.

Secondly, if the nine heaven-defying battle bodies remain on the five continents, they will only be a disaster. Instead of harming the creatures on the five continents, it is better to simply throw them into the cemetery of gods and demons and harm the alien creatures.

It also means that after this time, it is almost impossible to use the altar to enter the Jueyin ruins again. You must wait until the magic door opens eight hundred years later.

As for the key to opening the Demon Gate, the nine Jueyin Tokens, Demon Emperor Shuntian and the Great Master have already begun to search for them.

Ou Xiaomu said impatiently: "Then open it quickly. The fighting spirit in my body is already ready to stir up. I just hope that this trip to the cemetery of gods and demons will not disappoint me too much."

The same goes for the rest of them, their eyes flashing and their fighting spirit rising!

Wutian had already opened the bloody altar more than once, so he was naturally familiar with it. Soon, streaks of bloody light rose up from the bloody altar, extremely coquettish.

After looking at Gongsun Haoshu and others who were indifferent, Wutian shook his head, knowing that if he didn't go in first, these people would definitely not go in. Without any hesitation, he stepped forward and landed on the bloody altar.

Gu Tian is the second one. When the ruins were opened last time, he also went in to experience it, so he knew that there was no clue about the bloody altar.

Seeing this, Gongsun Haoshu and the others looked at each other and stepped onto the bloody altar one after another. Then their figures faded and gradually disappeared without a trace.

This is the beginning of a long battle between the seven major groups.

Not long after Wutian and others disappeared, two figures appeared in the sky above the ruins of Shura City at the same time.

If Wutian were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that one of the two people was Xian Bitong from the depths of Wushan, and the other was the mysterious divine aura.

The two looked at each other in the air, and after a while, a slender and heavenly voice sounded: "Aren't you ready to go in?"

"I still have things to deal with. After eight hundred years, I will go in. What about you? Why don't you go in?" Shenxi said with a faint smile. If you listen carefully, you will find that there is a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Me? I also have something to deal with." Xian Bitong said quietly.

From the woman's expression, Shenxi could see the same helplessness and sadness as him. It seemed that this woman was also a person with a story.

He smiled at Xian Bitong and said with a breath: "Then let's meet here eight hundred years later and say goodbye!"

Just as Shen Qi turned around, Xian Bitong's eyes flashed and asked: "Are you one of the nine heaven-defying combat bodies?"

"Alas! The nine heaven-defying battle bodies are just a title given to the world. Yes or no, it actually doesn't matter. The important thing is that you can only control your own destiny, so that you can live unrestrainedly."

The divine breath did not stop, and left step by step, leaving only a soft sigh that echoed in the world and could not subside for a long time.

"Yes! Without a free life, what's the use of a strong fighting body? If I were to choose, I would rather be an ordinary person. At least when I have nothing to do, I can accompany the people I like. See Sunset and morning glow.”

Xian Bitong sighed quietly, turned into a stream of light, and quickly swept towards the sky. The direction it went was not Wushan, but Beixuanzhou.

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The first level of the Jueyin ruins, the Fiery Mountains.

This is the place where Wu Tian, ​​Han Tian, ​​Di Tian and other dozen saint-child-level geniuses fought against the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Great Confucian Dynasty.

In that battle that year, the Fiery Mountains were almost flattened to the ground, with not a single blade of grass growing.

However, after these years of cultivation, the dilapidated land has been covered by green vegetation.

Scanning this familiar land, a strong sadness quickly swept through his heart, which could not be blocked. Wutian said without looking back: "You guys go first! We will meet at the Magic Tower in a month. In addition, , give me a face and don’t hurt the Tantai Tribe, the Nanshan Tribe, and the Ice Tribe.”

Whoosh! ! !

Without any words, Ou Xiaomu and others turned into streams of light and disappeared in different directions.

"People cannot be resurrected after death. Almsgiver Wutian, please show your condolences, Amitabha." Gutian clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha's name, and then left Shiranran.

"Are you sorry?" Wutian murmured.

He wanted to forget everything that happened, but he couldn't. It was like it was imprinted on his soul and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried.

Wutian fell to the ground and walked towards the end of the earth step by step, recalling the past.

At that time, in order to save everyone and eliminate the last threat for him, Di Tian did not hesitate to trigger the power of rules, bring down a catastrophe, and destroy himself.

His righteousness, his fearlessness, and his friendship will never be forgotten.

In a fit of rage, Zhang Ji beheaded Luo Yan, the daughter of the leader of the Qing Sect. He even did not hesitate to burn his essence and blood to activate the will of thunder, merge with Tian Lei, and fight to the death with the civet cat. He could not forget the scene.

Fire Qilin's sad roar and big eyes were still lingering in his mind.

He could not forget the scene of Han Tian, ​​Tiangang, and Shenxi facing the extremely powerful Huo Luan, Black Meteor Turtle and other relics without any fear, fighting in their blood.

He could not forget the bright red color when Qu Lulu's head was scratched by Huo Luan, and the despair when she was swallowed by the giant python.

There are too many, and Wutian cannot forget them.

Unconsciously, his face was full of tears.

After an unknown amount of time, he stopped in front of a lake.

He clearly remembered that it rained heavily that day and the catastrophe roared, leaving an indelible sinkhole here. The rainwater gathered and turned the sinkhole into a lake.

Wutian still remembers that after the catastrophe, everyone was so happy when Ditian emerged from the lake. However, when they found that he was dead and had no chance of life, everyone was so sad and angry. They stood in the storm and roared and screamed. .

He just stood by the lake, silently, looking at the clear lake water and the sky reflected on the lake. In a trance, in the reflection of the lake, he saw Di Tian's figure, still as ethereal, so quiet, and so peaceful as before. Affinity.

Time passes slowly, the tears have dried, but my heart remains the same.

On the tenth day, as the sun set, Wutian left this sad place.

Under the setting sun, the young back looks like an old man. In the breeze, his long hair is messy and flying in the air, and his clothes are floating leisurely among the grass, making him look depressed and lonely...