The most difficult system to open in history

At the beginning, these monks didn't pay much attention to this matter because of their trembling minds, but after running for a certain distance, the thunder and lightning that exploded directly caused these people to let out an extremely painful wail.

"What should I do, what should I do?"

An extremely anxious murmur came from the mouth of the young man in Jinyi, and then the former firmly grasped his trouser legs with both hands, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead because of fear.

The ubiquitous thunder in the void caused severe pain in every pore of the young man, and then he turned around without any hesitation, wanting to run backward like the monks around him.

But just when the young man was about to step forward, a hand suddenly pressed down on the former's shoulder.

This hand was so powerful, it was as if a hill was pressing down, and at the same time, the very familiar old voice sounded in my ears:

"You'd better not move."

After the words were finished, the young man turned his head abruptly, only to see that the old man in purple who had disappeared from sight had appeared by his side at some point.

The old man was expressionless, his eyes were still steady, he was staring forward, and then a faint voice continued:

"This is Lei Zedian. In the former fairy palace, it is also a place of taboo torture. If you can't run away, you might as well stay where you are. The more you run, the faster you may die."

When the old man's voice fell, it might prove that what he said was true. A louder thunder suddenly exploded from the front, which also made the young man who fell to the ground tremble suddenly, and hurriedly looked back.

In the next instant, on the body of the stalwart figure in the center of the Thunder Hall, several thunder pythons entangled and wandering, raised their heads and disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time, these thunder pythons tore through the entire void and rushed out at a speed faster than their eyes, and then opened their huge mouths, biting down on the fleeing monk who was howling below.

"Crack."

Under the creepy chewing sound, the flesh and blood of a large number of monks melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a little purple awn, which was swallowed by the thunder python.

In the next breath, the figure at the center of the thunderstorm in the hall suddenly raised his head and let out a roar:

"Hurry up, hurry up, devour the creatures with the blood of Thunder, and this seat can completely conquer you."

Before the words fell, a thicker thunder blasted down, and then following the gaze of that burly figure, one could see that there was a purple heavy shield looming in the sky above the thunder storm!

Chapter 1922 Don't Belong to You

In the Thunder Hall of the Immortal Palace Ruins, the thunder was deafening, but the killing was silent.

Every time the thunder python that tore through the void devoured the fleeing monks on the ground, it melted too quickly without making any sound, and it was because of this silent instant kill that made people feel extremely frightened.

"Hey, what's going on here, aren't we the chosen ones, why are we killed so casually?"

A voice of infinite fear came from the mouth of the young man in brocade clothes, and then from the depths of his pupils, countless thunder pythons rushed out, falling straight down like a thunderbolt punished by heaven, devouring the surroundings mercilessly The origin of the blood of these thunder attribute monks.

Every time the thunder python absorbs the thunder blood of a monk, the figure in the thunder storm and the thunder runes on the burly body will light up a bit, and at the same time, an extremely violent breath will be emitted outward.

And just as the young man in brocade clothes said this, a large number of fleeing monks were refined into the original blood of Thunder, and then absorbed ruthlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the monks who were the first to flee backwards were almost wiped out, so that those monks who had already run a short distance all stopped and started to run back.

"I don't want to die yet, I'm still young, I want to become a fairy!"

An increasingly frightened voice came from the mouth of the young man in brocade clothes, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned around and raised his hand, wanting to grab the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared beside him.

For him at this time, this old man was undoubtedly the last straw, but he missed it because the old man in purple walked towards the center of the hall step by step without knowing when.

"Old sir, you?"

The young man in brocade clothes hadn't heard the shout yet, and the voice of the old man in front of him came directly:

"Is this Holy Court really so bold?"

These words, with infinite power, sounded to the young man not far behind, even more deafening than the roaring thunder ahead.

Afterwards, the young man who had fallen into boundless despair swallowed the words he continued to speak, and just stared at the back of the old man in purple dancing in front of him.

"In a certain period of time in the Immortal Palace, because the practice had reached its limit, some heavenly immortals who had broken through without arrogance, or whose descendants had declined, began to use their brains and developed a taboo technique."

After finishing speaking, the old man in purple narrowed his eyes, staring at the burly figure in front of him bathed in thunder, and said a cold and stern voice:

"In ancient times, before the death of great monks, most people would pass on their whole life, including the seeds of their cultivation, into their natal Taoist artifacts.

"Generally speaking, only the heirs of the direct line can get this part of the inheritance. From now on, on the way of cultivation, if there is a god's help, this function is very similar to one thing, that is the blood of the great way!"

After the words "Da Dao Xue" came out, for some reason, the robes on the old man in purple danced more violently, and there was even a grinning sound that was hard to ignore. In the eyes of the young man in brocade clothes behind, the figure of the old man seemed to be flying It grew up inch by inch, and then the old voice continued to come out:

"The blood of the Dao is so precious, so there are some monks in the Immortal Palace, who call themselves gravediggers, who specialize in collecting those natal Dao artifacts of the Great Cultivation, and then sell them to some monks with ulterior motives.

"The latter then used the same original blood as a guide to create boundless murders, forcibly defrauding the will of those fallen and overhauled Dao artifacts, so as to obtain the inheritance hidden in the Dao artifacts.

"This technique has to kill almost all the bloodlines of the same origin, in order to have a chance to impact the will of the natal Tao. This is undoubtedly a forbidden technique!"

As soon as the word "forbidden technique" came out, the old man in purple stopped, raised his head, and stared at the center of the dark hall in front of him, the heavy shield that was floating in the thunder tornado, and an imperceptible voice came out again:

"His Majesty the Immortal Emperor once ordered that those who perform this forbidden technique without authorization will be tortured forever and will not be reincarnated. I didn't expect that so many years after the Immortal Palace collapsed, there are still descendants who are related to the Immortal God by blood."

After these words fell, traces of a strange aura began to emerge from the body of Zhongtian Maharaja, and just as this aura emerged, the holy court monk in front of him, who was covered in thunder pythons, suddenly turned around and let out a A growl:

"who is it?"

As the monk turned around, his terrifying face appeared in front of everyone in front of him. All the facial features on this man's face were melted away by the overpowering backlash of thunder.

Instead, it was a wriggling purple blood clot. Inside the blood clot, resentment was soaring, as if something was crazily denting and protruding inside, containing countless grievances whose blood power had been taken away.

"boom!"

After the hoarse and cold roar came out, all the thunder in the entire dark hall began to roll up and down like boiling water. At the same time, the thunder pythons on the burly monks of the Holy Court raised their heads in unison. , opened his sharp mouth, roaring and roaring.

"No matter how you appear in this palace, you can't stop me. I'm only one step away from success. At this time, the new realm I've dreamed of will be opened in front of me. You and these people will die! !"

This roar, which was louder than the roar of thunder, echoed back and forth, and at the same time, part of the Thunder Snake above the figure's body dissipated again.

The next moment, the frightened monks on the ground in front of them were melted again in an instant, and one after another completely disappeared, turning into a small drop of purple blood, which was swallowed in one gulp.

Afterwards, amidst the thunder storm, another extremely huge thunder python appeared. While roaring, it charged straight at the purple-clothed old man below. At the same time, the burly monk with thunder runes almost covering his entire body raised his right hand and stretched out. Stretching upwards a little bit, trying to hold the heavy shield suspended on that side.

"The inheritance of Lei Xian from the ancient fairy palace belongs to this seat, and no one can stop it!"

The roaring sound came out again from the mouth of the figure under the thunder, and then the ground of the entire dark hall cracked inch by inch, and countless thunder burst out, directly turning this huge hall into the most terrifying thunder prison.

The ground cracked and the Thunder Snake surged, and then the young man in brocade clothes who was desperately trying to get up from the ground closed his eyes and let out a wail:

"I'm going to die!"

A few breaths after the voice fell, the severe pain that was originally expected did not come. This made the young man carefully open his eyes, but he was ecstatic to find that around him, at some point, a purple air mask appeared. .

And under this inconspicuous air cover, the densely packed thunders around were all blocked out.

At the same time, that old man in purple clothes who danced around unexpectedly appeared in the center of the dark hall.

Then the old man began to shuttle between the thunders, step by step, and appeared in the very center of the vortex that reached the sky!

"Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, frost, snow, cloud and rainbow, the natal Taoist artifact of one of the Eight Immortals of the Immortal Palace, how could it belong to you?"

Chapter 1923

"You, who exactly are you?"

In the ruins of the Immortal Palace, thunder roared, and the vortex of thunder grounded against the sky, accompanied by the power of the blood, cracked outwards, and countless thick thunder slurry, like erupting from a volcano, destroyed everything in the dark hall.

At the same time, in the center of the dark hall, a thunder python grinned its huge mouth, revealing extremely sharp fangs, extending upwards, trying to tear apart the law barrier around the thunder shield on the void.

Everything that destroyed the world indicated that the existence in the center of the palace, who was performing the forbidden technique of the Immortal Palace, was only one step away from achieving his goal.

"Roar!"

The roaring and surging aura in the dark hall has already exceeded the limit of a normal land fairyland, which shows that the burly figure in the hall who is seeking a breakthrough at this time has already stood at the pinnacle of the current world.

At the same time, as the person stretched out and grasped his right hand covered with thunder runes upwards towards the Thunder Shield, the materialized Thunder Python Dao Statue behind it, the purple line representing the blood of Thunder on the huge body, even more To be conspicuous.

Wave after wave of thunder energy tore apart the void, but within this destructive aura, there appeared an incompatible aura.

This aura came from an old man in purple who stood with his hands behind his back!

"I belong to the Holy Court. The number one sage of the Martial Palace actually sent you to break through this seat and attack and kill this seat. Aren't you afraid that the Holy Lord will stir up the wrath of thunder after he leaves the Lingxiao Palace?"

Obviously, the appearance of the Zhongtian Maharaja at this time made the owner of the Tiance Palace in the Holy Court mistakenly believe that it was the result of the internal struggle in the Holy Court.

Then the burly figure who mobilized the Boundless Thunder while stretching out his hand to touch the Void Thunder Shield as hard as he could, was no longer as calm as before, and became extremely agitated. With a roar, he rolled out again:

"No matter what promise the first sage gave you, if you do it now, you will ruin the plan of the holy one, and you should retreat quickly!"

This roar, together with the thunderstorm, rushed towards Maharaja Zhongtian, and the entire void became violently distorted visible to the naked eye.

Such a devastating scene, after being reflected in the eyes of the young man in brocade clothes on the ground behind, made the latter frightened to the point of fainting immediately.

In the next breath, under the trance-like gaze of the young man, the purple-clothed old man under the thunderstorm raised his right hand, pinched with two fingers, and directly squeezed out a willow branch made of purple air.

This willow branch, with purple light flowing, is crystal clear, as if it has just been taken out of a vase, and even the branches and leaves are covered with streamer nectar.

Then Zhongtian Maharaja raised his hand to pinch the willow branch, facing the impact of the thunderstorm, and gently flicked it sideways.

This flick was extremely light, it could even be called light and fluffy, and in an instant, the extremely rich purple air gushed out from within the willow branches, instantly smashing away the thunder in front of him.

Compared with Zi Lei, which contains infinite power, this purple energy is deeper and more mysterious!

Seen from a distance, this purple mist is like the aura of aloofness, even if it is charged into battle, Lei Ting will choose to surrender in front of it.

This frivolous flick of the branch swept away the roaring and furious thunder, which caused the complexion of the Palace Master of the Holy Court Tiance Palace to change suddenly, and he opened his mouth to let out a terrified roar:

"This level of original power, even the number one philosopher of Wugong, can't have it. You are not from the Holy Court. Who are you?"

Before the roar fell, the second branch of Zhongtian Majesty had already been raised, and then the bright purple willow branch pointed forward, and was thrown out again from top to bottom.

"call!"

After a while, a howl like a dragon sucking water resounded in the depths of the void, followed by another burst of purple energy, rushing out directly.

This streak of purple air is like fog, like clouds, and like splashed purple ink, carrying the terrifying rules of intangibility and impermanence.

This kind of rule is so inconspicuous at first glance, but in the eyes of high-ranking land gods and fairyland monks, it is the most terrifying existence.

"Big, Great Holy Realm?"

This stuttering voice came from the mouth of the palace lord of Tiance Palace in the Holy Court, before the words finished, countless thunder pythons raised their heads on the former's exposed body at the same time.

At the same time, all his facial features were lost, only a mass of flesh and blood on his face, accompanied by the violent oscillation of the mind of the Tiance Palace lord, this mass of flesh and blood opened suddenly, and directly spit out a spear of thunder.

The spear of thunder blasted out, and all the thunder in the entire dark hall boiled more violently, but it didn't help.

The purple air in Zhongtian Majesty's hand swept over, and everything was smoothed out. Whether it was the extremely violent thunder or the shattered void, under this purple air, everything began to return to its original appearance in an instant.

Then the billowing purple air continued to move forward, directly like a whip, whipping at the body of the master of Tiance Palace.

"uh-huh."

A sound of severe pain came from the mouth of the Mistress of Tiance Palace, and at the same time, the thunder blood and laws surging on her body were instantly shattered.

Then a roar of extreme daring exploded in the entire dark hall:

"No, it's impossible for me to fall short like this, it's impossible!"

Before this roar came out, the Mistress of Tiance Palace bowed her head in an inconceivable way, and at some time, a willow branch appeared on her chest.

Under his fearful and unwilling eyes, several purple leaves swayed gently on the willow branch that had been thrust into his heart.

Every time these few leaves shook slightly, gusts of purple air gushed out from the willow branches, and then within the surging purple air, the old figure of Zhongtian Maharaja raised his legs and walked forward.

In the next breath, Maharaja Zhongtian stepped on the platform of the Dark Hall, stretched out his right hand, and pressed directly on the chest of the Palace Master of the Holy Court Tiance Palace in front of him.

"Creating boundless murders, stealing people's bloodlines to cheat inheritance, no matter what era it is, this is a forbidden technique and should be punished.

"Broken heart!"

As soon as the word "broken heart" fell, Maharaja Zhongtian held down the right hand of the master of Tiance Palace and turned it lightly, and then the tumbling purple air spurted out from the latter's back, turning into a whirlpool, blowing the flesh and blood around the palm of his hand. , all go back to the original nothingness at the beginning.

In an instant, a large black hole appeared on the chest of the lord of Tiance Palace, and this hole was expanding outwards, like a drop of purple ink dripping into pure water, smudged outwards.

This is no fancy law-level crushing!

In the blink of an eye, the blood and laws of the Palace Master of the Heavenly Court began to annihilate uncontrollably, and his whole body almost turned into a purple mist, which was scattered by a slap.

"This is impossible?"

A murmuring voice came from the mouth of the lord of Tiance Palace, and what made it even more unbelievable was that the purple-clothed old man in front of him, after he slapped his palm, raised his hand and made a move towards the top.

Afterwards, Lei Dun, who had been deadlocked with the owner of Tiance Palace for countless years, trembled slightly, let out a joyful neigh, and jumped down, jumping like a bird returning to its nest.

In the next breath, Maharaja Zhongtian stretched out his hand, and the Thunder Shield shrank and landed on the palm of his hand. At the same time, the former's steady voice continued to sound:

"Every inheritance in the world has cause and effect. If you force it, it is a big taboo!"