The connection? Or, these countless forbidden areas are one of the ancient families left behind

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However, the ancient family, envied by God, was unable to maintain their bloodlines, and would gradually decline over the years and perish. For example, the Bai family, after Bai Qiuxue died, only Bai Hanli was left.

Could it be that this so-called forbidden land is the place they used to avoid the observation of the heavenly way and to continue their bloodlines...

Chen Nan, who controlled the mysterious round beads to devour countless evil ghosts in one fell swoop, causing the so-called "spirit" to greatly damage the qi and blood. As a member of the ancient family, the method of "spirit" to recover qi and blood is naturally very different from that of today's cultivators. Looking for many elixirs to restore qi and blood in the Southern Sect did not benefit him much, and it was not too unexpected.

The spirit's body was limited by the forbidden area and could not go out. Therefore, he ordered several Nascent Soul ancestors of the Southern Sect to go to the other ancient families to find something that could restore his qi and blood!

If this is true, then all this makes sense. Chen Nan frowned and thought, and after a full moment, he woke up.

Chen Nan looked calm and glanced coldly at the eleven masters of Xunnan Sect, except for the dead Zhou Xingyuan, and then suddenly turned around and left. Only a faint spiritual energy was left, floating behind him.

Countless disciples of Xunnan Sect, when they saw Chen Nan leave, they were all as if they were granted a general amnesty, and a hint of joy flashed in their eyes. The remaining eleven hall masters also breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Xie Heng looked at Chen Nan's back, and was surprised and felt a little emotional.

"Who would have thought of the little person who was back then...to now, he has grown into the desert, with yellow sand everywhere and the air being hot. A goshawk flying above the nine heavens, and the loud cry resounded throughout the fields.

Above the nine heavens, a scorching sun hangs high, and the hot sunlight slowly falls. If it is an ordinary mortal.

In this hot sun, I'm afraid I'd been sweating profusely. But at this time, none of the six people walking in the desert showed a strange look, and all of them looked calm.

Among these six people, the leader was a green-robed Confucian scholar. His face was handsome and his eyebrows were flowing, but he had a hint of unconcealed majesty and his expression was content. He was not like being in a hot desert, but like walking in a quiet courtyard.

Aside him was standing a white-haired old man with a vicissitudes of face, as if he could see through everything, his eyes were distant, but there was no fluctuation of spiritual power all over his body, but a trace of splendor flashed slightly in his slightly muddy eyes. The third of the six people was a middle-aged monk with a majestic and domineering face and extremely terrifying aura. He was terrifying and terrifying spiritual power, dancing slowly beside him, making people feel.

The aura of fear slowly erupted. The fourth person was an old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, with a hint of cunning face and his eyes slightly turned like a monkey. The fifth person was a man with a stern face, with no stiff face.

The expression was like a stone statue, but the light in his eyes made him look like an ancient beast at this time. As for the last person, it was a fat man with a round face, with a faint aura, and if Chen Nan saw this.

The six people would probably recognize them in just an instant. These six people were the six most powerful Nascent Soul monks in Xunnan Sect! It was these six people who surrounded and killed Chen Nanlu Ming that day. At this time, the head monk in the green robe showed his face.

With a smile, he murmured, "It's finally here." The monk in the green robe, was the leader.

It was Ning Yuan, the leader of the Southern Sect and the Nascent Soul Cultivator. After hearing this, the other five people did not say anything, but a hint of joy flashed between their eyebrows. Suddenly, deep in the desert, a dull low shout rang out: "Everyone... trespassed.

What's the matter with my Han family territory?" This voice was vicissitudes and ancient, with a heart-pounding cold air echoing in the ears of the six people and never dissipated for a long time. At the same time, an old man in white robe walked slowly from a distance. The man.

His face was dull, his face was yellow, and his breath was floating, like a dying person, but his eyes were extremely deep, like the distant starry sky, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy on his body, but it made him find the six people of the Southern Sect.

A sense of danger arose in the hearts of the Nascent Soul monks. And there was a yellow mark on the old man's forehead. This yellow mark was ancient.

The simple and vicissitudes are filled with a heart-wrenching breath, but it is extremely dim. If you don’t observe carefully, it is difficult to discover. Han family... Ancient family, Han family! Ning Yuan took a step forward slightly, wearing a green robe and dancing in the wind.

He moved, and smiled calmly, and slowly said, "Senior, the six people from Xuanguo came from Xuanguo, and bothered me to find something." "Oh?" After hearing this, the old man in white robe had a strange look in his deep eyes: "Xuanguo......

…” After murmured, the old man in the white robe's deep eyes returned to calm, and he spoke again: "What are you waiting for?" Ning Yuan's face was still calm, and he spoke word by word: "Tianxing Jade Liquid." After hearing this, the old man in the white robe's face suddenly changed drastically, and his eyes opened and closed, looking at him again.

A trace of murderous intent flashed across the eyes of Ningyuan and the six people: "The jade liquid in the sky is related to the inheritance of my Han family. This matter is absolutely impossible!" Ningyuan heard.

Later, he was not panicked, but just showed a faint smile and slowly spoke: "Senior.

There is no need to be so anxious. Just a few drops are needed. Moreover, I am willing to exchange for something." "Change?" The old man in white robe sneered, as if he was extremely angry: "The jade liquid of the Tianxing is related to the inheritance of my Han family, and it is the nature of you waiting for a few people.

Even if your life is changed, it is not enough!" Ning Yuan was not angry after hearing this, and said leisurely: "It is naturally not enough to exchange your life for us..." "But if your life for us is changed, it must be enough." Boom Boom.

Boom! The terrifying cultivation level of the Six Paths of the Nascent Soul Stage suddenly exploded, causing the air around to shake slightly. Seeing this, the old man in white robe had a strange color in his eyes: "The six Nascent Soul Cultivators... What a big deal, what is it?

The family sent you to come?" "Yu family." Ning Yuan did not hide it and answered. After hearing this, the old man in the white robe trembled slightly, but a hint of fear rose in his eyes: "Yu family... our ancient family is already on the verge of.

Extinction, but you still have to conquer everywhere for your own selfish desires." "The heroic spirits of my ancient family will never let you go!" This scene happened.

On the edge of the southern region, there is a desert. This desert is thousands of miles away from Xuanguo.

Wanli, even with the footsteps of the Nascent Soul monk, it may take a full year to reach... Chen Nan slowly walked out to find the Southern Sect. The spirit of the formation condensed into a huge figure, looking at Chen Nan's back with vicissitudes of eyes.

A trace of emotion flashed in the shadows. Then, these many feelings turned into a light sigh, and the figure of the formation spirit slowly dissipated. Chen Nan did not look back and continued to walk downwards. His destination was the forbidden place where the "spirit" was located. According to what Xie Heng and others said, Lu Ming was not dead, but.

He was imprisoned by the spirit in the cave where he was, day after day. "Spirit..." Chen Nan murmured, his murderous intent flashing wildly: "Today, you must die." The terrifying spiritual energy slowly spread behind him, and endless aura burst out. The so-called "Spirit" is one.

The initiator of the creator. If it weren't for the so-called spirit, I'm afraid that now he would still live in Xunnan Sect with Lu Ming and others, and practice with peace of mind. Chen Nan naturally knew the forbidden place of "spirit". Spirit should be.

These many people look for the strongest people in the forbidden area of ​​the Southern Sect, and the aura outside the forbidden area.

Naturally, the most strange and terrifying. Chen Nan followed his breath and slowly walked outside a forbidden area. A stone tablet stood outside the forbidden area, with a strange and charming red symbol engraved on it. The red symbol moved slightly, and the mark like blood slowly burst out, and the infinite momentum flowed, which made Chen Nan's face change, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes. The power of "spirit".

It is no less than the search for the Nascent Soul Ancestors in the Southern Sect. Even with the strange means of his ancient family, it may be even better than those Nascent Soul Ancestors.

Be a little stronger. If the mark on his forehead explodes completely, I am afraid that he can easily kill the late-stage Jindan monk and defeat the early-stage Nascent Soul monk. Chen Nan's heart was a little serious, but his steps were not stopping at all, and he quickly walked into the forbidden area. "Woo..." A whine sound suddenly sounded...

The wailing sound was extremely shrill, like the roar of thousands of evil spirits, with a heart-shaking deterrent force. But Chen Nan's eyes were still calm and he ignored it.

Suddenly, a cold and crazy voice sounded slowly: "Chen Nan, you dare to come back!" As the sound rang, a woman in a blood-colored robe appeared out of thin air. This man was dressed in charmingly, covered in crazy evil spirits, with ferocious eyebrows, and the red mark on his forehead flashed slightly.

A red light flashed, but it made her look even more terrifying. Although her appearance was beautiful, it exuded a strange and bloody aura, which made Chen Nan's heart tremble. He raised his head and looked at the woman in the blood-colored robe. But he recovered after only a moment, and looked at the woman in the blood-colored robe and opened calmly.

He said, "Ling." After hearing this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Mid-stage Golden Pill... is this your support?" "But today, you must die!" There was endless murderous intent flashing across Ling Juemei's beautiful and charming face. Look.

The eyes towards Chen Nan were full of resentment. "Where is Lu Ming?" Chen Nan spoke coldly, and the eyes of the spirit also flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent.

"Shut up!" Ling shouted suddenly, and his red light burst out all over his body, and he suddenly took action. A red spiritual power trainer suddenly attacked Chen Nan. On this trainer, it seemed to emit a bloody aura, charming and weird, although it was not.

After several feet in size, the momentum surging on it was amazingly terrifying. Chen Nan felt the violent spiritual power surged on this red horse, and a cold voice flashed through his eyes. He snorted coldly, and a spiritual power suddenly emerged and rushed towards the blood-colored martial arts used by the spirit. Both were in the forbidden area.

When they collided, a violent sound suddenly erupted. It was strange that the infinite rocks in the forbidden area did not appear to be damaged at all under the aftermath of the collision between the two spiritual powers, and they were still scattered as before.

It was filled with a strange luster. Boom! After a while, the two spiritual powers were trained, and each dispersed, turning into a few empty spiritual energy and disappeared. The first collision between the two was equal! Chen Nan and the spirit were against each other.

A glance flashed with a hint of surprise in each of her eyes. Especially the spirit, the madness in her eyes slightly restrained, revealing a hint of horror. In her eyes.

The young man in front of him was only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. And the middle stage of the Golden Pill cultivator was like an ant in front of her, and could kill him with a wave of his hand.

It was a late-stage Jindan cultivator in front of him, and he could not stand a few moves. But Chen Nan, who was only in the Golden Stage, could stand at a similar level as himself...

In the charming and beautiful eyes, murderous intent flashed slightly: "No wonder I dared to break into this place, there are indeed some means..." "But today, you are still going to die!" Ling Moran

A roar, the terrifying blood-colored spiritual power surrounded it layer by layer, causing the entire forbidden area to be shrouded in a layer of blood. In an instant, the forbidden area.

The countless rocks in the middle were thunderous, and the sound was extremely terrifying. Countless rocks collapsed and shattered, turning into huge stones, and suppressing Chen Nan. Chen Nan looked at this scene, his eyes were still calm, and he slowly spoke: "Han Ling Sword Rain!" As soon as he finished speaking, countless sword lights appeared out of thin air, each of which was

Although it is only a few feet in size, it is better because of its large size. Countless sword lights tilted down from above the nine heavens, colliding with countless rocks. In an instant, countless rocks turned into debris and burst everywhere, and.

The sword light gradually faded into dimming, turning into a few spiritual powers to dissipate. In this confrontation, there was no distinction between the top and bottom. Chen Nan narrowed his eyes slightly. This so-called "spirit" is worthy of being a junior of the ancient family. Its strength is indeed extremely powerful. Even if it is an ordinary Nascent Soul monk in front of him, he may have done it.

It's far worse. But today, she must die! Only one person between the two can leave this forbidden area alive. "Xuanfang Slashes!" Chen Nan spoke in a low voice and reached out to make a gesture. Sixty-four sword lights floated out of thin air.

Now, it slowly rotates around Chen Nan. The sword light was filled with spiritual power, and the momentum was like thunder, terrifying and terrifying, and there were fluorescent lights flowing, making the momentum of the sword light even more terrifying. Immediately, Chen

Nan Mo Ran stretched out his hand and pointed at the place where the spirit was! Sixty-four sword lights immediately trembled slightly and suppressed the spirit. It was endless.

The fluctuations of spiritual power trembled above the sixty-four sword lights, and the throbbing aura burst out layer by layer. When the spirit saw this scene, it was so charming.

A hint of coldness appeared on his beautiful face. Immediately, a red evil ghost appeared out of thin air, as if he had walked out of hell. This evil ghost was covered in blood, extremely strange, with thick arms, cold face, and a fierce look in his eyes. Although it was only a few feet in size, its terrifying aura was far more than that of Chen Nan who had fought with others since the Jindan period.

He was confident that even the Nascent Soul monk was far from defeated in front of him. But today, he was suppressed by this extremely mysterious "spirit" and was at the bottom of the ground.

Feng Chen Nan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He looked at the red evil ghost, and his eyes flashed slightly, and then he suddenly reached out to pinch his hand! "Mu Ling Jue!" Chen Nan's voice was cold and slowly resounded in the blood.

In the Forbidden Land of the Forbidden Land, Mu Ling Jue is also a spell in the second level of the Wanfa Pavilion, which has the effect of enhancing the power of spiritual power. Once upon a time of Chen Nan's foundation building stage, this technique could double the power of the spell, but now, Chen Nan.

He has entered the foundation-building stage, and the improvement brought by this technique cannot be so exaggerated, but it is still an extremely terrifying amplitude. Chen Nan's eyes are cold and he feels.

Under the faint spiritual energy floating around him, he immediately spoke slowly again: "Cold Valley Palm!" Boom boom! A phantom of more than ten feet of palm appeared out of thin air...

The light lines on it were outlined, exuding a heart-pounding aura, and infinite spiritual power spread over it, rumbling and flashing. Chen Nan's eyes were cold and he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the huge palm print immediately trembled slightly, towards the red evil.

The ghost rushed away. Seeing this, Ling's expression changed slightly, and then he reached out to make gestures again! In an instant, the wind was howling, in this thousand feet of forbidden land.

Suddenly, a gust of wind surging, followed by a blood-colored lake, slowly floating from the edge of the forbidden area. The lake water on this lake floated slowly like blood, and the strong smell of blood made Chen Nan frown slightly. When the red evil ghost saw this, he seemed like a fish in water, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, like a skeleton.

His arm swung rapidly. A water column suddenly surged out of the blood-colored lake, rushing towards the red evil ghost. The red evil ghost was not surprised but happy when he saw this, and let the blood-colored water column sink into his body. Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

Under the infusion of the blood-colored lake, the red evil ghost's originally skeleton-like human body slowly grew flesh and blood, and the empty eyes gradually regained their spirituality.

After a moment, he was like a real person. The red evil ghost at this time had a handsome face, but there was a trace of pathological blood between his eyebrows.

His flesh and blood were solidified, just like a real person! Seeing this, Chen Nan's pupils shrank slightly, and a sense of ominousness suddenly arose in his heart. Suddenly.

The red evil ghost who turned into a human body smiled and then opened suddenly.

He swallowed the palm prints of more than ten feet! His bloody mouth suddenly opened, and it was more than ten feet in size, even more terrifying than his whole body! More than ten feet of palm prints of more than ten feet were swallowed into his belly in one mouthful, and this red.

He used the more than ten feet of palm prints that Chen Nan used as food.

, swallowed it into his stomach in one mouthful. The next moment, the evil ghost who turned into a human body seemed to be a little unfulfilled, licked his lips and looked at Chen Nan's eyes.

, murderous intent appeared! But when Chen Nan saw this, he did not show any shock. His face was still calm, and he looked at the blood-colored evil ghost coldly, and his eyes were also seen.

The light was facing each other. Immediately, Chen Nan shouted coldly: "Explode!" Seeing this, the blood-colored evil ghost immediately changed his face! A fierce sound came from his abdomen... "Boom boom boom boom boom boom!" The sound was extremely terrifying, as if the world had been opened, deafening. If ordinary mortals heard it, their eardrums would probably explode and would be unbearable, just like thousands of firecrackers exploded together. Blood-colored evil.

The ghost's abdomen turned into a human body suddenly exploded with this loud bang! It was the more than ten feet of palm prints that had just been swallowed by it, and it burst out.

All the power thunder thunder exploded on the abdomen of the blood-colored evil ghost, exploding its body inch by inch. Hangu Palm, but the technique created by Hangu is so powerful that how could this mere evil ghost be swallowed? This is no different.

When he was seeking death, the blood-colored evil ghost was hit by this blow and immediately let out a few shrill roars, and his body turned into nothingness bit by bit and disappeared. The blood-colored evil ghost was gone.

When a ghost dies, the spirit is connected to his mind, and naturally he is backfired and his face is slightly pale.

It was a little white, but it made the blood mark on her forehead look even more strange.

Chen Nan seemed to have not seen half of it, his eyes were cold, and he controlled the Hangu Palm of more than ten feet in size and rushed towards Ling. More than ten feet in size were in the palm print.
To be continued...