Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

At the same time, Su Zhou was having a meeting in the camp.

Kunlun Camp is a portable data center that is extremely easy to set up. It is assembled by armed helicopters to carry components and then assembled after arriving at the destination.

The two holy feasts, the Sage of Numbers and the Sage of Craftsman, are here, monitoring the aura information in all the ruins.

When Su Zhou arrived, the two sacred seats were arguing, which made him listen curiously-but the result was quite disappointing. It was not a major event worthy of gossip. The main reason was that Sage Sage accused the craftsman of the method of opening the ruins. Violence may cause damage to the entrance to the cave and even cause uncontrolled abnormalities.

But the craftsman who specializes in all kinds of spiritual weapon formations sneered at this: "If you open the door with your home key, the lock cylinder will be damaged. It is only a problem. Or do you plan to continue to drag it for ten and a half months? Get it in the ruins earlier Only by knowing the whereabouts of the fairy gods and their past plans can we make follow-up plans."

"Every second of delay now may be filled with blood later."

The arrival of Su Zhou caused the two holy seats to stop arguing for a while—in fact, there was no quarrel, because the plan had been set, and the two parties were just venting their dissatisfaction with each other.

After all, the sacred seats are also humans, with their own emotions and tendencies, but under the system of the All Saints Supervision, their names are covered up, and only the names after sanctification remain, so they appear to be superior.

Shu Sheng is a middle-aged man who wears very ordinary clothes. He is about forty or fifty years old. He has a deep temperament and deep eyes. While the craftsman looks less than forty years old, he has a very unrestrained temperament. Black-rimmed glasses are probably the youngest generation of sacred seats-but if Su Zhou also becomes a sacred seat in the future, then the youngest is him.

Su Zhou's report is obviously very important, and he also used this time to detect something wrong with the Kunlun ruins and the sudden heavy snowfall, directly proposing the idea that'the ruins may suppress evil spirits'.

"It may be the old fairy gods who suppressed the enemies in their own headquarters, but probably because the opportunity to evacuate is relatively tense. They have not had time to kill these suppressed enemies-or they may think that the aura will die out naturally. And this is the cruelest punishment."

In the camp, Su Zhou talked eloquently: "It is also the revival of spiritual energy, which caused some things in the ruins to become refined and give birth to new lives-or both. For example, it is like my dragon blood. It will attract other dragon species to gather. If the Great Demon is indeed sealed in it, then now that the ruins have gradually opened, there will definitely be some monsters with similar bloodlines around the Kunlun Mountain ruins."

"It is indeed very possible, and it is worthy of caution."

Su Zhou’s idea,Other professors have thought about it, but the weight proposed by him is not at the same level as those proposed by others. What's more, Su Zhou himself has dragon blood. Who knows if there will be any mutual induction?

But vigilance belongs to vigilance, and exploration still requires exploration.It just so happened that Su Zhou had already arrived, and Bai Canglang took the conversation and told Su Zhou how to open the ruins.

"The original method obtained by the Dao Ji Bureau based on the inheritance of ancient books is that the blood of ten different Taoist practitioners is condensed into a key, and all the closed doors in the secret realm are slowly opened. This is an orthodox method. The disadvantage is that the speed is too high. Slow, I don’t know why the verification speed of the secret realm is nearly ten times slower than theoretically. It takes nearly a hundred days, probably for thousands of years, and the formation method is a bit slow."

"And the craftsman does not intend to wait for such a long time. He wants to rely on the authority key he already has, and directly crack the past, by the way, master the formation authority of the entire secret realm-although theoretically there is no danger, after all, we already have the key. It will trigger countermeasures, but it may indeed damage the integrity of the large array."

Ten kinds of high-level monster blood with inheritance, which is similar to the blood of real dragon blood, white tiger blood, etc., should have been easy to collect in ancient times, but in the modern era when the Tao is withered, it is difficult.

In particular, the designated'Dragon Blood' couldn't be qualified at all. Fortunately, Su Zhou showed up and relieved his urgent need. Otherwise, they could only try to see if the Flood Blood could be accommodating.

"There is no problem, but what if it doesn't work?"

Providing a little blood, Su Zhou doesn’t matter. The essence of the transcendent is actually the condensation of transcendent elements, and nothing can be studied by taking blood alone—he just thought that there is no inheritance in his own blood. Request?

Bai Canglang was stunned, feeling that Su Zhou was talking and laughing: "How is it possible, Professor Su, just look at your own current strength, how could it be useless."

"You dare to question the power of my blood?!"

At the same time, feeling Su Zhou’s doubts in his heart, Yarra’s breath swelled in Su Zhou’s ears, making Su Zhou feel extremely itchy in his ears: "Let me just say that. Rejecting my blood can only prove that its level is not enough!"

"As a result, you can't be sure!"

But even if it didn't work, Su Zhou was not nervous. Ten minutes later, he had already taken a helicopter and arrived at the entrance of Kunlun Secret Realm.

The entrance to the Kunlun Secret Realm is located on the top of a peak in the Kunlun Mountains.

In the mountains thousands of meters above sea level, steep peaks and towering snow-capped mountains are clustered together. It can be seen that the top of the most towering mountain is surrounded by white clouds, as if the upper end has entered the heaven and no longer remains. In the world.

Layers of water-like translucent ripples echo in the space above the top of the mountain, and behind this hazy ripple, there is another vast world phantom, which is projected through the endless distance of time and space. Reflected here.

"It feels a bit like a small portal opened by the imprint of the gods."

Standing on the cloud and mist, Su Zhou felt familiar from it, and he couldn't help nodding: "Is the earth once full of this kind of space-time passage to another world? What a wonderful world structure. "

Without feeling too much, Su Zhou went to the location of the ceremony.

The blood of the other nine sacred beasts has been collected and turned into nine groups of hazy auras, rotating and wandering above the key array.

Surrounded by a group of researchers from the Bureau of Discipline Inspection, Su Zhou came to the formation that resembled a pentagon. He picked up the ritual knife, cut his wrists neatly, dripped a few drops of blood, and sank into the formation.

The knife was unexpectedly sharp. Although Su Zhou still used a bit of force to cut it in, he could cut it anyway. According to the explanation by the craftsman on the side, it was a small god forged according to the ancient heavenly court's method of'Zhanxiantai' decapitation knife. The soldier, the ordinary King Kong indestructible body, can't stop it at all, and it breaks open with a light stroke.

The fact that Su Zhou's body actually needs to use force has already surprised him enough. If it wasn't for the inappropriate atmosphere, he would have to squeeze it with his hands to see how strong this body was.

Su Zhouqing’s purple spirit blood hovered above the array, and the hazy aura overflowed from it, sublimated into light mist, vaguely visible, a huge hazy shadow like a dragon and snake hovering in it, like a deep sea void. The giant shadow in the middle, it churned for a while, and then slowly sank into the formation after groaning.

As for the other nine kinds of spiritual blood, they waited until Su Zhou's blood disappeared before they manifested their visions-one could hear the roar of the tiger, the phoenix of the divine bird, and the sounds of various other divine beasts.

Bai Canglang couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.He hadn't seen the vision of Su Zhou's bloodline just now, or which dragon it represented... But in terms of priority, Su Zhou's bloodline was significantly higher than that of the White Tiger, one of the Four Elephant Saint Beasts.

"Yinglong? Candle Dragon? It is really Lei Ze Dragon God? According to the records, there are only a few dragons and snakes who can be higher than Baihu... But if they are, it can be explained. , Why does he practice Lei Ze's way so smoothly?"

Although Bai Canglang accidentally guessed one of the original correct answers, he did not have time to think about it.

Om-the sound of a big bell humming, resounding through the sky.

The door of Kunlun Secret Realm that satisfied the opening ceremony was finally opened slowly - and Yala nodded in satisfaction, it seemed that the formation of Kunlun Secret Realm was indeed qualified.

The rippling ripples shrouded in the lightning broke the first gap.

Suddenly, a burst of cold aura overflowed from the secret realm, and set off a gust of wind from bottom to top, straight into the sky-for a while, the thick snow clouds were washed away, and the dim orange light of the setting sun overflowed and differentiated. Xiaguang.

The incomparable aura makes most of the researchers intoxicated. It feels like being immersed in the bath with the most comfortable temperature, and the filth inside and outside the body is swept away.

But not everyone is addicted to this pleasure. The data sage, who monitors all the data in real time, frowned: "The data is not right, even if it is the silly cracking method of the craftsman, the speed is too fast!"

As the plan maker, the master craftsman is also very clear-he is not the kind of person who feels that his plan is going well and forgets about it. The seemingly chic Saint Xi pushed his glasses and said in a deep voice: "Kunlun Ruins There is almost no resistance to his formation, let me crack it...it is indeed abnormal."

Su Zhou didn't know about the data. He just followed the cracks that seemed to lead to the other side in the turbulent fluctuations, staring attentively, trying to see what was behind.

It was a few dilapidated towers, and palaces that had almost collapsed.

And... a huge shadow that flashes in the sky!

Inside the Kunlun ruins.

A mansion that has long been dilapidated, but still maintained roughly intact.

A huge shadow descended from a high altitude, transformed into a human form, and stepped into the palace.

The ancient Kunlun Shrine is based on chalcedony. Even if it is dilapidated due to sudden changes in the world, it will never collapse naturally as long as it is not met by the strong.

The crisp sound of footsteps sounded, and the entire palace spontaneously lit up with fluorescence due to the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

As far as the deepest part of the palace, there was a dark and bottomless place, as if in front of a huge cave leading to another world.

The huge hole was suppressed by the seal of many talismanic seals. Even in the past thousands of years, it was gradually destroyed by latecomers, but it still flashed with a frightening divine light, a palm that resembles a human palm and a tiger palm as a seal. The core is overflowing with the atmosphere of hardware that seems to be able to cut and destroy everything.

Before the seal, the figure stopped and neighed in an ancient tone, as if it were another language.

A language of spirits.

"I smelled the blood of dragons and the blood of other sacred beasts... The survivors of the fairy world have begun to reopen the gates of the Kunlun realm."

There is a hint of anxiety in its tone: "When will you come here? They are the heirs of the orthodox ruler of this realm. The authority invaded according to the method you teach will be taken away soon."

"Don't worry, don't be afraid."

A faint thought came from the other side of the giant cave, and it calmed the figure: "As long as the various formations that exist in the Kunlun realm are mobilized, they will not be aware of the fault in this world so quickly. Cover this well. The seal of the place, slowly release it, and we will finally come to give you freedom and revenge for your ancestors."

"Freedom..." The figure lowered his head, repeating those words: "Vengeance."

Suddenly, a dark hatred that seemed to originate from the bloodline surged. It recalled many unbearable memories, those memories that were cramped and decapitated, the brain was extracted from the marrow, and the power was refined in the most vicious and vicious way. All the areas in its brain for thinking.

Those terrifying upright apes extract their power and transform into their forms to hunt down their kind...

After a while, it calmed down.

"it is good."

After a while, the figure walked out of the palace, raised his head, and then turned into a huge shadow, straight into the sky.

It flew above the sky and looked down on this vast world.

Long rivers descend from the top of the mountain, shimmering with shimmering waves, and the vast Yaochi is densely covered with peach forests, and the old peach trees withered trees grow tender sprouts under the nourishment of long-lost spiritual energy every spring.

On the overlapping mountains, there are dense vegetation and towering rocks. They are layered on top of each other to form large tracts of dense forests like crustacean scales, which grow in clusters on the mountain land.

But those are not mountains.

But bones.

A huge shadow looks down on the world, and its divine eyes can clearly distinguish that the seemingly majestic peaks are actually huge bones that are beyond imagination—a dragon skeletal thousands of meters long, mountain-like. The towering tiger bones, and the gentle slope of the dome mountain, covered by the layers of mud, is actually a huge tortoise shell without friends.

Their corpses constitute this world, this secret realm.

This is the Kunlun Secret Realm, the place of a hundred gods.

Ten Thousand Monsters...the place where the bones are buried.

The huge shadow landed once again, landing on a'mountain'. The whole of this mountain, from a distance, looked like a huge bird crashing and dying here.

In fact, it is true.

The shadow once again transformed into a human form, falling on the top of this bird bone mountain, next to a broken cyan colored orb.

That's where it was born sixteen years ago.

This young man is a bit too much, even a'fragile' humanoid, standing beside his birthplace, squatting in confusion, holding his knees, thinking hard.

This time, in its memory, dark hatred and memories once again surfaced.

But this time, the scene in the memory is completely different from before, or even completely opposite.

It is the memory of countless upright hairless naked apes who were eaten by giant monsters as prey—they were chewed to pieces, their brains sucked, and the tribal camp was finally built, and they were fanned by a burning firebird. The wings were completely turned into ashes, some people resisted under the leadership of the leader, and some people could only flee in embarrassment.

Hatred, the purest hatred, seems to ignite from every place in the bone marrow of blood.

So they spent a very long time to imitate the power of those giant beasts, use their blood to fight against them, and even transform themselves into the giant beast they hate, to knock down another giant beast.

"This is, human...revenge."

It muttered to itself: "This is the'monster'."

In the bloodline, there are two completely different and completely opposite memories, making it painfully difficult to think: "The voice of the black giant hole is not credible. They just use me to open the seal... But they are me. The only external information that can be received."

"But who am I on? Am I the'descendant of the divine bird' in their mouths, or the offspring of a race called the human race that has captured the power of the divine bird?"

"Those survivors from the fairy world...what do they think?"