Chapter 371: The Great Hall, the Spirit of the Weapon, and Preparations Before the Breakthrough

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In the second level of the secret realm, the dark clouds in the sky gathered into a huge funnel, in which blood-colored thunder surged, and blood thunder would fall at any time, blasting all living beings into dust.

On the stone gate platform, there were constant rumbling noises, and the immortal monks were frantically bombarding the stone gate. The instinct of living beings to survive made them crazy and desperate.

There were also monks who accepted their fate, sat cross-legged in silence, closed their eyes and waited for death to come.

The monks of the Sky Continent looked at Chu Xiu silently.

Some people bowed, and some smiled, and their smiles were very bitter.

Chu Xiu was silent, he did not speak to comfort, even if there were his Taoist companions among them.

He retracted his gaze and walked towards the stone gate. Among the hair scattered on his shoulders, he raised a black hair with crystal brilliance, like a peerless immortal sword, and gently cut a wisp of sword energy towards the black stone gate.

The sword energy penetrated time and space and hit the stone gate directly.

The moment it hit the stone gate.

The black stone door was like ice and snow under the scorching sun, melting silently and revealing a gray space vortex.

Seeing this scene.

None of the cultivators on the Sky Continent were surprised.

They watched quietly, watching Chu Xiu's back, watching him slowly walk towards the space vortex.

Just when Chu Xiu was a few steps away from the space vortex.

A Red Dust Immortal cultivator, with red eyes, rushed over like a beam of light, trying to enter the space vortex before Chu Xiu.

"Hahaha, I'm not willing to die here."

"If the human race doesn't want to die, get out of here."

Chu Xiu didn't stop him, and didn't even pause.

Seeing Chu Xiu so sensible, the Red Dust Immortal cultivator laughed wildly, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the space vortex.

The moment his fingers touched the vortex.

He was not teleported away, and the whole person was like a sculpture, frozen in mid-air.

Chu Xiu walked past him silently.

Crack——

A hideous crack appeared between the eyebrows of the Red Dust Immortal Cultivator, extending all over his body, and then exploded into countless granular dust, scattered in the void and remained motionless.

Until Chu Xiu entered the space vortex and was teleported away.

The dust particles slowly fell to the ground.

"Ridiculous~"

"Dare to fight with the Emperor of Heaven, you really don't know how to write the word death." A middle-aged sword cultivator in white clothes and white hair sneered.

It was the master of Tianxing Peak in Taisu Holy Land. He failed to pass this level, but he did not show despair.

Tianxing turned around and took out an emerald green jade flute, came to the platform and stood still, with his back to the stone door, looking into the void for a long time.

Blood thunder gathered in the sky.

The sonorous flute sound echoed.

This song, Tianxing played for himself, and also for the dying Taoist friends present.

The breeze brushed the corners of his clothes.

Boom——

A blood thunder fell from the sky.

The flute sound dissipated, and Tianxing, who was smiling, turned into ashes.

The rest of the cultivators in the Sky Continent were like this, including the unwilling Red Dust Immortal cultivators.

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Unknown space, gray fog lingering.

Dead silence, no life.

Chu Xiu was teleported here for a moment.

Heavy footsteps came from the front.

The gray fog was pulled to both sides like a curtain.

A three-headed, six-armed humanoid monster, more than ten feet tall, exuding a cold and strange aura, came step by step to stand a hundred steps away from Chu Xiu.

He lowered his head, looked down at Chu Xiu indifferently, and spewed gray fog from his nostrils.

"A gray beast with Red Dust Immortal cultivation."

Chu Xiu had no expression on his face, raised his hands and put his fingers together to form a sword, and pointed a wisp of sword energy in the air, instantly piercing through the three heads of the monster.

The monster's arms, which had just been raised, fell down powerlessly, and its huge body slammed to the ground, no longer alive.

Chu Xiu had gained a lot from the thirty years of enlightenment in front of the stone gate, especially after the sword seal sprouted, his attacking methods were so sharp that they were no longer comparable to those before he entered the secret realm.

Now he is fully confident that he can kill him thirty years ago in seconds.

The fact that the gray beast of the Red Dust Fairy level in front of him could not withstand his casual attack is the most powerful proof.

[The Great Power Realm killed the Red Dust Fairy gray beast across levels, passed the second level trial, and took a total of one finger snap, evaluation: unprecedented]

[Reward nine innate Dao fruits, one ginseng fruit Dao fruit]

The vast and ruthless voice of an unknown man or woman entered Chu Xiu's mind.

At the same time.

A green jade box with fairy light fell from the sky and quietly floated in front of Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu reached out and took the jade box, but did not open it to check, and put it into the inner world.

After doing everything.

The space in front of him was rippled, and in an instant, a space vortex as high as a person was formed.

Chu Xiu stepped into it.

A sense of transfer came.

He opened his eyes again.

He had come to an empty hall.

There was no gray fog here, and it would not make people feel cold and uncomfortable.

The air in the hall was very clear, mixed with a pleasant floral scent.

The sun shone through the caisson above the center of the hall.

It illuminated the twelve huge stone pillars standing around.

The stone pillars were carved with various unknown beasts, and the heavy breath of time came to the face.

Right above the hall, at the highest point, there was a throne as huge as a mountain.

Chu Xiu stepped on the stairs and walked towards the throne, neither hurried nor slow.

As he approached.

The throne shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to normal size in the blink of an eye.

Chu Xiu sat on it in silence.

[Welcome! ! ]

The vast and ruthless voice echoed in the hall.

Chu Xiu put his hands on both sides of the throne, gently rubbing the pattern on the surface of the handrail, hearing this sound, he had no surprise, raised his eyelids, and said lightly: "Come out, instrument spirit."

[As you wish. .

As the words fall.

Below the throne steps, a very vague humanoid outline appears out of thin air.

The shadow is quickly degraded.

The coming person is wearing white clothes, and the mysterious blood pattern is embroidered on the surface of the white clothes.

Looking at its great mind, it should be, possibly, not a man.

Her face was shrouded in the mist, only her eyes were dark, very eye -catching.

Trial space is a treasure.

The instrument in front of you is the spirit of managing this secret.

At that time, in order to cut off the river, Chu Xiu went to the Tianqiong Mainland time to take a long time. From the past pictures, she had witnessed her birth.

There is only one mission in her birth, guarding the place, waiting for Chu Xiu to arrive.

Chu Xiu looked at the Ling Ling, raised his right hand, and spread out five fingers.

The Ling Ling was slightly owed, and turned into a flowing light into Chu Xiu's palm, turning into a black metal book.

Chu Xiu just felt his right hand sink.

This book is very real, and even heavier than the stars of life.

There are three golden ancient characters carved on the cover of the book.

"Life and Death Strategy"

Chu Xiu's vision line began to contact.

The book broke up automatically.

Countless pictures appeared in front of Chu Xiu.

There are stairs created by Da Luo Xianjin, the black stone gate on the stone platform.

The monk who was fighting with the gray beast in the gray mist space.

One side of the dead space is full of figures.

They have different shapes, some of them, more, and more alien.

They looked numb, and their eyes were empty, standing quietly like an unparalleled sculpture.

Chu Xiu saw Mo Feiyan, Zhu Biyue, and Tian Xingfeng, and the old saints who had fallen under the bloody thunder.

Looking at the familiar faces, Chu Xiu's lips raised a touch of arc.

"Naturally the best through trial."

"However, failure is not a creation."

"There are great terror between life and death."

Chu Xiu gently rubbed his right hand with a heavy metal pages of life and death.

Silent for a long time.

His eyes gradually brightened.

"It's time to convert the body into a immortal body and break through the situation of the red dust fairy."

"I need enough long body substances."

[As you wish]

Well, la la ——

Life and death strategy quickly turns to the last page.

boom--

The dazzling colorful shot came out.

Dao Yin rolled from the underworld.

Compared with the heaven and earth aura, it is more mysterious and powerful, which is enough to make the long -biomass with thousands of years of life, such as the flood of the gate.

Chu Xiu took his eyes, and countless pores were relieved. Like the whale swallowed water, he swallowed long biomass, gradually converting the flesh, and preparing for breaking through the field of the fairy road.