Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"Great Elder Jinlong, a certain Wang Tianyang is a casual cultivator. Here, Old Monster Mu of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect and Brother Qi of the Yupuppet Sect are both Liangzhou monks. The Shui family brothers and Yu Xianzi are also casual cultivators, but there is no such thing as the four major sects in Yunzhou. people."

The old man in golden robe glanced at them, but said nothing.

At this time, the huge fire dragon hovering in the sky said: "Brother Jin, Fairy Qingluan, the Holy Land is about to open, let's prepare for the Holy Sacrifice."

On the top of the peak, the demon clan heard the words of the fiery red dragon and looked into the depths of the dark sky above their heads.

But the dark sky remained the same, without any strange phenomena.

"Old Monster Fire Dragon, it's not the right time yet."

Qingluan looked at the white treasure ship with cold eyes and his voice was cold.

"If you dare to look at it again like a thief, I will dig it out, make it into beads, and hang them on your chest so that you can look at them as much as you like."

On top of the white treasure ship, a young man in white robes trembled, quickly retracted his greedy eyes, lowered his head with a reddish complexion, and did not dare to reply.

Seeing this, Wang Tianyang burst into laughter and said, "Fairy Qingluan is so charming and charming, but fellow Taoist Water Daoist is just unable to control his feelings."

"Hmph! Human monks are so lustful and lustful, but I, the Phoenix Clan, can't tolerate it. If any man dares to take advantage of a woman from my Phoenix Clan, I will kill him immediately."

Qingluan scolded angrily and stopped looking at the red-faced young man among the Shui brothers.

The woman in green gauze clothes behind her trembled when she heard this, but returned to normal in an instant.

The young woman in blue palace clothes in front looked up at the gloomy sky high in the sky, seemingly not noticing anything strange about the woman behind her.

The Great Elder Jinlong looked at Wang Tianyang on the white spaceship at this time, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the war between the demon clan outside the East China Sea and the human monks in the East China Sea has been going on for some time. I wonder if my friend Wang knows how the battle is going? Beast tides and demons I’m afraid Xiu’s invasion is not far away.”

Wang Tianyang looked at ease and said with a smile: "What does this have to do with me? A certain cultivator always ignores these things. It is up to them to fight for life and death. Anyway, there are many monks in the world of immortality. There are a lot of clans, and if a few more people die, how can such meager resources..."

The Great Elder Jin Long sighed and said: "With your level of cultivation, what's the use of ordinary resources? It's just a chance to fight for it. But even if you are lucky enough to break through the spirit transformation, what's the use? Hiding in Tibet and not being able to travel around the world freely, why bother coming..."

But Wang Tianyang chuckled and said: "If you wait for the Dragon Clan to live for tens of thousands of years, of course you can do this. But if someone cannot break through to become a god, he will only have a thousand years of life like the early Yuanying monks. So why bother to cultivate to this Yuanying?" Late stage? Even if the opportunity is hard to find, I will still fight for it."

At this time, the huge fire dragon above turned around and transformed into a naked-chested red-haired man.

He said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you haven't even survived the tribulation of the mortal world now. If you are looking for opportunities like this, what will happen even if you get useful treasures in the Holy Land?"

Wang Tianyang frowned, but still said in a deep voice: "A certain person is only over five hundred years old now, and the world of mortals is..."

Qingluan said at this time: "The sky above has appeared, and the Holy Land is about to be born. You guys should focus on the Holy Sacrifice in front of you first."

Wang Tianyang hesitated when he heard the words, but he chuckled and said: "I have long heard about the famous blood sacrifice in the wild secret realm. It is a grand scene that is rare in thousands of years. Today, I am lucky enough to see this grand event."

The skinny old man, Old Monster Mu of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, changed the technique in his hand, and a white light covered the thousand-foot-long treasure ship.

The expressions of everyone on the white treasure ship changed. Seeing that Old Monster Mu was so cautious, they didn't know why.

Old Monster Mu chuckled and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone. There is a reincarnation every thousand years. We only have one chance to enter this wild secret realm. Who wants to explore the Holy Palace on the Holy Mountain?"

Several other people were shocked when they heard this, and looked at Wang Tianyang one after another, but saw that he looked calm, as if they were not surprised that the skinny old man said such words.

Seeing that no one spoke, Old Monster Mu added, "I don't have long to live anyway, so I won't hesitate to die there."

Everyone had different expressions after hearing this, and no one spoke for a long time. Wang Tianyang said at this time: "I really intend to explore other inaccessible places on the periphery of this wild and secret realm to see if there are any suitable spiritual objects. I am not going to take risks in the central area. "

The middle-aged man Qi Lin said at this time: "Brother Wang, as a great monk, said that the Central Holy Mountain is dangerous, is it really so dangerous? As the predecessors in the sect said, there are cracks in the void everywhere, and if you touch them, you will die, even Nascent Soul." Can’t even escape?”

"How can this be false? But even if you are lucky enough to get to the Holy Mountain, you can't easily get to the Holy Palace. As for why, few people know. Only the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan have always known the secrets. They also have ways to bypass the void. The cracks can reach under the Holy Mountain every time.”

Wang Tianyang remembered something and murmured in a low voice, seeming to be lost in memories.

Everyone was silent, as if they were deep in thought after hearing this secret for the first time.

After a while, Old Monster Mu said: "Brother Tianyang, it is rumored that there are not only monster bloodlines in the Holy Palace, but also high-level spiritual objects. The opportunity to become a god is not a dream..."

Wang Tianyang came back to his senses, shook his head and said: "This ancient wild secret realm has been opened, and only the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan know how to enter the Holy Palace. As for what we can gain, how can we get it? Let's just harvest some spiritual objects from the periphery. "

Old Monster Mu was a little disappointed when he heard this. He stopped talking and changed the technique on his right hand. Withdrawing the white light restriction that covered the treasure ship, he raised his head and looked up into the sky.

Everyone stopped talking and looked up at the sky.

All the transformed demon cultivators were already paying attention to the changes in the sky, and no one paid any attention to the human cultivators.

At this time, the originally gloomy sky changed into something else.

A round dark red blood moon hung high in the middle of the sky, surrounded by darkness and no other stars shining.

Suddenly, something unknown swallowed up half of the dark red blood moon. At this time, for unknown reasons, countless monster beasts roared and roared on the ground.

"Blood Moon Eats Souls, the Holy Sacrifice Begins!"

The majestic and rich voice of Grand Elder Jin Long resounded thousands of miles across this wild area.

The next moment, a terrifying scene happened.

Red mist sprayed out from the Netherworld Canyon, and the birds, animals, snakes, insects, rats, and ants seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, their eyes brightened with blood-red light.

Roaring and running towards the Netherworld Canyon where the red mist was steaming and gushing, one after another fell into the depths of the abyss-like canyon below.

Bursts of howling, roaring and buzzing sounds persisted for a long time.

It didn't take a moment for the red mist to turn into a blood-red color. It condensed together and rose straight up towards the dark red blood moon, as if it had been summoned by some kind.

The surrounding monsters were still running madly towards the Netherworld Canyon, and their screams never stopped for a long time.

The demon cultivators on the top of the peak didn't care about what was happening below, they only stared at the blood-red mist rising toward the dark red blood moon in the sky.

I saw the blood-red mist condensed like real blood and rushed there crazily, forming a blood-red pillar with a radius of hundreds of miles straight into the sky.