"Tick tock, tick tock."

The bright red blood flowed down the blood groove of the blade and lightly splashed on the ground, like a broken ruby.

Someone in the darkness slowly breathed a sigh of relief and asked tiredly: "Is this here?"

"There should be no other possibility."

The person behind him raised an oil lamp with a pale flame and looked at the stone door in front of him. There was a dark brown pattern on it, which looked like it was randomly painted with dried blood.

And through the halo of the oil lamp, we could barely see that this long corridor was already filled with "corpses" lying on the ground. They were all blood-refining puppets who were not afraid of death or pain.

"Dad, I always feel that everything here is weird. Could it be a trap?" A young man with handsome features whispered in a low voice.

Looking at his features, he was clearly Beiran.

No one would have thought that the Jiuchenmen group, who had disappeared inexplicably in the eyes of everyone, had already silently groped their way to the deepest underground of the palace.

"So what if it's a trap? It's coming, but you have to break through it."

The Jiuchen Sect Master's eyes flashed, and the blade of the blade gently crossed the palm of his hand, and bright red blood beads rolled down instantly.

He put his palm against the cold stone door and waited quietly. Three seconds later, he heard a buzzing sound from the crack in the door, and the stone door slowly slid aside.

Beiran stood on tiptoes, looking around, and said with some disappointment: "Ah, I thought there were some rare treasures in there, but there seems to be nothing in such a small place?"

But the veteran of the Immortal Realm next to the master of the Jiuchen Sect was suddenly stunned. His eyes were staring blankly at the cylindrical stone platform in the center of the stone room, on which was placed a black and gold square brocade box.

Looking through the crack, something seemed to be shining faintly inside.

"That's..."

He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, tremblingly stretched out his hand to open the brocade box, and what he saw was a square seal made of black jade, exuding a vast and majestic atmosphere, and the sound of dragons and tigers roaring was heard.

Soul, all living beings must bow their heads and surrender to it.

"It's the Lingxi, the Lingxi of my clan!"

The veteran of the Immortal Realm was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and his eyes showed undisguised passion. He knelt on the ground with one knee, raised the brocade box high, and said almost fanatically: "Sect Master, hurry up..."

"Mr. Luan, it's not appropriate now. It's better to wait until we get back and study it slowly." The master of Jiuchen Sect shook his head, calmly took the brocade box and closed it gently.

Then the dragon's roar that shook the heart and soul faded away instantly, and all the visions returned to calm.

But at this moment, the whole stone room began to tremble, as if it would collapse at any time, and a large stone fell from the head with a bang. If everyone had not dodged quickly, they would have been disgraced.

A man in gray robe hurriedly ran into the stone room from the end of the team and said in a deep voice: "The void is annihilating, and the way back is cut off!"

"What? Why suddenly..."

Beiran was startled. She raised her head and looked at the other end of the passage. She saw a vast expanse of heart-stopping darkness slowly spreading, and everything she passed disintegrated into nothingness.

"If there are any stable space nodes nearby, just move there without worrying about so much!" The master of Jiuchen Sect had a calm face, but his voice was not panicked at all.

Because everyone can be anxious and panicked, but he can't.

"There is... there is one, but..."

A large boulder fell straight down, and the man in gray robe narrowly avoided it, his voice unavoidably hurried.

"There is no time. Let's leave here first. The situation will not be worse!" The leader of the Jiuchen Sect said firmly as he watched the dark tide sweep in.

"Everyone, gather together, grab the companions around you, and never let go!" The man in gray robe stopped talking nonsense and reminded succinctly.

When most of the passage was submerged in the dark tide, a twisted space ripple blew across the lake like a breeze, sweeping away everyone in Jiuchen Gate.

The feeling of dizziness, nausea, nausea and confusion crazily destroyed every cell of everyone. When everything finally stabilized, many people almost fell to the ground without holding back.

"What the hell is this place..."

Beiran shook her head. Her sequelae were not too serious, so she immediately looked around cautiously.

What he saw was a black altar that was being broken inch by inch, a golden-red light pillar reaching the sky, and some... familiar figures?

"Hey, dad, aren't those people from Xuefeng? There are also some miscellaneous guys." Bei Ran tugged on the sleeve of the Jiuchen Sect Master.

"Go over and ask." The master of the Jiuchen Sect was also full of questions. He walked over with his men and said politely: "Mr. Yang, what are you..."

"Master of the North Sect, you have finally appeared!" Yang Yuanlao strode forward with a very anxious expression.

Although he was curious about how the people from the Jiuchen Sect came out of thin air, what was more urgent now was the matter of the spiritual key.

He couldn't figure out why most of the people were teleported away, but Xuefeng was blocked here. Thinking that Western Union would face the siege of many first-class forces alone, Elder Yang felt his heart burning and could not calm down for a moment.

.

But what they had no choice was that they had nothing to do with this golden-red light beam. They tried all kinds of methods and could not reactivate it. They could only compete blindly with the air and make the people around them laugh.

"What happened?" The master of the Jiuchen Sect has never seen Elder Yang look so anxious. After all, with the tempered temperament of those in the Immortal Realm, there are very few things in this world that can cause their emotions to fluctuate.

"Oh, I... forget it, let's make a long story short, North Sect Master, you came late, just now..." Elder Yang recounted what happened before in the most concise language.

The master of the Jiuchen Sect was stunned by his rapid speaking speed. He finally managed to clear his mind and said thoughtfully: "In other words, Western Union is in danger of overthrowing at any time now?"

"Almost half an hour has passed. I don't know what the current situation of Alliance Leader Yun is..." Elder Yang looked gloomy and clenched his fists tightly.

"Dad..." Beiran's heart trembled. She bit her lip and looked at her father silently. She seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end, they only turned into a gentle call.

Elder Luan looked at Beiran sternly, and said in a more serious tone: "Sect Master, we don't need to use the divine key or add insult to injury, but helping Xilian means becoming an enemy of the whole north. Now we are not acting emotionally.

It’s time!”

The master of Jiuchen Sect did not speak, and Elder Yang couldn't help but said urgently: "Old Luan, I didn't ask you to die. I just want your help to think of a way to see if you can open the space channel again and send us in. This

I, Xuefeng, will fully undertake this matter..."

Elder Luan interrupted directly: "Are you crazy? In view of our friendship for so many years, I would like to advise you not to waste your life for the so-called friendship! Let alone do unnecessary stupid things! If you really want to help Western Union

, there is no need to run up and die, it is better to save your strength and wait until you leave Jie... After you leave here, protect Baigu Star and save the last hope of Western Union."

Elder Yang sighed deeply: "You don't understand that if Yun Cheng dies, Western Union will no longer be Western Union. I have no right to let you die with me, but you also have no right to stop our choice."

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang, you have such a stubborn temper..." Mr. Luan Yuan laughed angrily.

Elder Yang just looked at the Jiuchen Sect Master sincerely: "I will tell you frankly now that all the news about the Ancestral Star was not discovered by me, Xuefeng, but was informed to me by Alliance Leader Yun.

Yes. He is from Luanchen Zuxing. His appearance is

It seems that when he escaped from there, he fought against the Phantom Emperor, so he should know much more about the Phantom Tribe than any of us. Last time he was able to interrogate the two Phantom Tribe prisoners.

The intelligence provided is clear evidence."

"Now that the Northern Territory has fallen into civil strife, the Phantom Clan is still watching. This is our number one enemy. If we want to deal with the Phantom Clan, we will probably need the help of Alliance Leader Yun. If we ignore the overall situation for the sake of temporary benefits..."

In the middle of speaking, Elder Yang realized that the Jiuchen Clan Master in front of him was a little distracted, and he couldn't help but said helplessly: "Bei Clan Master, are you listening to what I said?"

"Ah, you said..." The master of Jiuchen Sect woke up from a dream. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes became dark and uncertain.

Elder Luan frowned and said: "Impossible, Sect Master, didn't Yin Binggen say that Yun Cheng is from the Yuanling tribe? How could he become a Luanchen ancestor again?"

Beiran curled his lips and said angrily: "How is that impossible? He also told me that he has never been to the Daoyu Galaxy..."

The master of the Jiuchen Sect was silent for a while, and suddenly asked through a message: "Ran'er, the last time you saw the Phantom Spirit Emperor, did he tell you that the person we are looking for is no longer in the ancestral star?"

"Yes, he was very angry and said that the guy escaped under his nose..." Beiran responded subconsciously, then suddenly realized, his eyes widened in shock and said: "Oh my God, could it be...

…”

"What and what?" Elder Luan was confused.

The master of Jiuchen Sect suddenly turned his head and ordered: "Lingchu, how long will it take to open the space channel? Use your fastest speed!"

"About half an hour?" The man in gray robe put his hand into the golden-red light pillar and felt it carefully for a while.

"Can it be faster?" The voice of the master of Jiuchen Sect was full of anxiety that could not be concealed.

"I tried my best, mainly because this space node seems to need enough energy to be reactivated. I'm not sure what kind of energy it needs and how much is enough..." Ling Chu calculated quickly.

Elder Yang immediately answered: "It's blood energy. Many people died just now, and their blood was absorbed by the altar! But what really triggered the node was the divine key. Unfortunately, it is no longer here. I don't know if it can still be used...

"

"It should be possible. The node has been penetrated and is in a state of being activated. I just need to find the trick..." Ling Chu closed his eyes and drew dots in the air with his right hand unconsciously.

"You need blood, right?"

The master of the Jiuchen Sect appeared beside the light pillar. Under the astonished gaze of Elder Yang, he cut his wrist without hesitation, and blood spurted out instantly.

His blood was tinged with a slight golden color, causing the light beam to have an unusual reaction.

"Sect Master, you..." Ling Chu was stunned.

"Quick, don't worry about anything else, just focus on opening the passage!" The master of the Jiuchen Sect paused, then slashed his left wrist, and then slashed twice on his leg, like a self-inflicted lunatic.

"Dad, there's me too!" Beiran also ran over in a few steps and started bleeding without saying a word.
Chapter completed!