Way of Immortal Sovereign

The Lingyan realm can be said to be the last and most important foundation accumulation of a cultivator. There are even rumors that the foundation of this realm will have a great impact on the cultivator's future foray into the realm of saints, and there is no room for carelessness.

To evolve one's own spiritual veins, a cultivator must refine the source fire of heaven and earth, and refine one's own soul, spiritual power, meridians, and physique to the extreme, and then one can sense the opportunity to evolve one's own spiritual veins.

It stands to reason that after Ye Hao refined the Chaos Immortal Fire, he had already tempered himself to the extreme in all aspects, and the perfection of the burning fire could not be more perfect, but he never sensed the opportunity to evolve his own spiritual veins, which can be said to be extremely abnormal.

how can that be?

Hearing this, even the Confucian scholars in green shirts were slightly taken aback. He originally thought that the young man was deliberately suppressing himself, because the accumulation of the former was extremely astonishing even from his point of view, not weaker than those descendants of immortal Taoists. , if you want to evolve your spiritual veins, it should be a matter of course, how could you not sense the opportunity to break the realm?

Senior, when Mr. Zhang opened up this trial ground, he left behind some backers. You might as well try again.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt murmured and opened his mouth. Ye Hao nodded when he heard the words, and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. After all, a saint was present to give pointers in person. Such an opportunity can be said to be rare in all ages.

However, as time passed slowly, Ye Hao still did not sense the opportunity to evolve his own spiritual veins, and finally opened his eyes helplessly, shaking his head at the former.

The Confucian scholar in blue frowned slightly, and asked, Senior, don't you feel that there is a trace of special power in this world?

Hearing this, Ye Hao still shook his head, with even more helplessness on his face. He had heard Xie Daoyun mention this a long time ago, but he didn't feel any special in this world at all.

It doesn't make sense.

The green-clothed Confucian scholar talked to himself, and after thinking for a while, he looked at Ye Hao and said, Senior, if you don't mind, can I let Zhang take a look at it for you?

Ye Hao hesitated for a moment, and immediately agreed. After all, with the former's unfathomable strength, if he wanted to harm him, there was no need to go to such lengths.

In this way, you will be offended.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt saluted politely, which made Ye Hao feel uncomfortable again.

Wow!

In the next moment, the Confucian scholar in green shirt took a step forward, as if traveling through space, and appeared in front of Ye Hao in an instant, his slender fingers like jade suddenly touched the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a vast and majestic power of consciousness like the sea poured into Ye Hao's body like a tide.

It wasn't until this moment that Ye Hao suddenly realized that although the sleeves of the green-clothed Confucian scholar in front of him were fluttering, his figure was faintly illusory. Obviously, he was only in the state of a spirit, not a real body.

It's just that, just in the current state, even if the Confucian scholar in green shirts restrained all his energy, Ye Hao could still feel a vast and boundless power faintly emanating from the former.

At this moment, it was as if he was facing the majestic ocean, and also as if he was facing the boundless starry universe, and he couldn't guess its depth at all.

Is this... a saint?

Ye Hao's mind roared, as if his blood had stopped flowing, as if he was like an ant in front of this green-clothed Confucian scholar, who could kill him countless times with just one breath.

At this moment, Ye Hao really realized how lucky he was to escape from Cang Zu in Kunlun Ruins.

Such a terrifying existence, will it also fall?

After the shock, Ye Hao couldn't help feeling more serious in his heart. He really couldn't imagine what kind of accidents would make existences like Zhang Sheng so desperate that they couldn't see a glimmer of hope, and their Dao heart collapsed and disappeared.

Confucian scholars in green shirts seemed to have no time to pay attention to the thoughts in his mind, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his elegant face was gradually dignified, a very thin trace of the coercion of a sage that could overwhelm the heavens and eternity spread out at this moment.

Rumble!

In an instant, the mysterious space vibrated and roared, and even the stone statues outside, and even the entire trial ground, shook violently at this moment, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

hum!

Under the coercion of this saint, Ye Hao's body trembled violently, and at this moment, the blood in his whole body was like boiling magma, and there was a very strange roar, and even in the blood, there were strands of vast and complicated blood-colored talismans. The text is extremely small, like the sand in the vast ocean, densely packed, countless.

what is this?

Ye Hao's complexion changed, and his breathing became even more stagnant. He endured the burning pain of his blood. He could not believe the strangeness of looking inside his body. Even he himself did not know that there were these blood colors in his blood. runes.

What a vicious blood curse. The green-clothed Confucian scholar said solemnly with sharp eyes, Persist a little longer.

Crash!

While the green shirt fluttered in the wind, a more vast and terrifying coercion permeated his body, and the spiritual consciousness suddenly poured into the youth's sea of ​​consciousness at this moment.

this is……

After seeing Ye Hao's half of his soul that seemed to be soaked in ink, the green-clothed Confucian scholar was slightly stunned, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

And the sealed evil spirit seemed to know what kind of terrifying existence it was facing at this moment, so it was extremely smart not to show up.

This thing... good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, it is probably your chance. The green-clothed Confucian scholar said in a deep voice, then ignored the evil spirits, and slowly shrouded the young soul with the coercive consciousness of a saint.

Crash!

As the consciousness of the Confucian scholar in green shirt permeated, Ye Hao's soul made a strange sound, as if thick iron chains were being dragged. Immediately after his soul, bloody chains suddenly appeared, as if Embedded in Ye Hao's soul, it firmly bound his whole body.

These bloody chains are extremely strange, they don't exist on the surface of the soul like the runes of the Zhoutian Xingchen Demon Sealing Formation, but appear from the inside out, as if they were born with it.

really.

What the hell is this?!

The green-clothed Confucian scholar spoke in a deep voice, and even the evil spirit couldn't help screaming strangely. Obviously, even it couldn't imagine that there were still these strange bloody chains in the young man's soul.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt let out a long breath, and slowly withdrew his fingers.

Ye Hao's face was blank, but there was already a turbulent wave in his heart, and he couldn't calm down at all.

In any case, he never imagined that there were these weird things in the depths of his blood and soul. You must know that even Shen Jiuyou hadn't noticed it at the beginning, which showed that it was weird and mysterious.

What exactly is this?

Ye Hao suppressed the horror in his heart, and looked at the Confucian scholar in green shirt nervously.

The Confucian scholar in blue gave a long sigh, and said with a complex and dignified expression: A very vicious blood curse, it is precisely because of its existence that it has blocked all possibilities for you to evolve your spiritual veins and break through the spiritual development realm.

Blood curse?

Ye Hao's body was shocked, as if struck by lightning. At this moment, he couldn't help but think back to those two strange prophecies that his grandfather said back then.

Sin blood brand, soul shackles.