Chapter 556 The Test of the Holy Land. Polar trip

"Three days later, when you enter the holy land of Xuanyuan, when you see Xuanyuan's ancestral spirit, you can wake up, and I really can't do anything about this!" Feng Taiyuan shook his head and said to Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian was stunned and couldn't help saying in his heart, "It's Xuanyuan Holy Land again. It seems that you have to go this time!"

Three days passed in a hurry, but Xiang Yang had no sign of wanting to wake up. However, the time has come to make an agreement with Feng Taiyuan, and the former can only open the holy land of Xuanyuan. After all, he is just an object that can be killed at will in the hands of these people, even if he is the guard of the Feng family. I can't beat myself, and my strength really needs to be improved.

And the most important thing is to listen to the former, this nine-star day is getting closer and closer, and it appears irregularly, which means that time is more urgent. The more you improve your strength in advance, the more confident you have to protect the people you want to protect.

He was accompanied by his grandfather Qiushui, Feng Taiyuan, the patriarch of the Feng family, and nine old men, followed by a pair of Feng family guards. Among them, the lowest strength was also the realm of King Wu, which made Zhao Tian increasingly think that he wanted to gain stronger strength.

This is the back mountain of the Feng family, but their so-called back mountain is a valley in this mountain. The valley has been opened up by the people of the Feng family, including the guards outside, with a strict appearance.

Entering it, this is an empty site, which is made of stones in the middle. The ground is extremely flat. I don't know how to polish it. Moreover, it is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and you can look directly at the sky. I'm afraid even if you shout, it will be much louder than outside.

"This is the back mountain of our Feng family. There are three conditions for opening the holy land of Xuanyuan. One is to hold the vein of Xuanyuan, the other is to hold the sword body of Xuanyuan, and the third is to gather the blood of the eight families!"

Feng Taiyuan paused and said, "You have met the first two conditions, and the third condition. After the medicine maniac told me, the bloodline of the remaining seven families I secretly collected can now be said to have been satisfied!"

Zhao Tian nodded without asking much. He directly summoned the Xuanyuan sword, the golden sword body, the simple pattern, and the sharp sword spirit. It is really worthy of the real Xuanyuan sword, but it lacks the most important step, which is the Xuanyuan sword spirit!

Feng Taiyuan took a deep look and immediately said to the nine old men, "Everbi, put away these seven drops of blood and open the ancient universe!"

The nine old men did not talk nonsense. They sat directly cross-legged and formed a circle on the ground, and the rest of them withdrew a few steps. The nine old men gathered their spiritual power one after another, and then shouted low. Their fingers suddenly trembled, and strange, complex and obscure runes were moved out. With the appearance of these symbols, the surrounding The space is a little throbbing.

The aura in the surrounding air is getting stronger and stronger, leaning against the position of the nine people. Suddenly, in the center of the nine people, a strange light curtain suddenly appeared, but as the nine people's rune gradually improved, the light curtain also condensed and took shape.

Zhao Tian and others also saw it clearly. There was a cyan* in front of the light curtain, and there were eight holes on it, which were specially placed for the blood of the eight families.

"This is exactly the ancient universe array, and the Xuanyuan Holy Land is also guarded by this array. As long as the blood of the eight families is dripped, you can open this holy land, but only you can enter it and grasp it well!" Feng Taiyuan said to Zhao Tian. As soon as the words fell, his fingertips suddenly cracked a fine crack, and the blood slid down his fingers and floated directly to one of the eight holes.

The nine old men were not idle and quickly placed them with seven drops of blood.

That is, these eight drops of blood have just been integrated into the disk. The aura of the whole world is as full as a waterfall, and the disk is also slowly rotating, three times in a row, and finally stops and there is a crisp sound.

Everyone's eyes stared at this ancient array. In an instant, the light curtain ran wildly, and wisps of aura were absorbed into it. The speed was also getting faster and faster, just like a big whirlpool, devouring crazily. Suddenly, Zhao Tian suddenly found that his body could not move and had time to resist. The whole person was sucked into this strong attraction, but the people around him did not feel any suction.

With the disappearance of Zhao Tian, the ancient array gradually stopped and finally flickered several times in mid-air until it disappeared.

"Friend, it's all up to you this time!" When Feng Taiyuan saw Zhao Tian's figure disappear, he sighed in his heart, and his face seemed to be very old. No one had entered this Xuanyuan Holy Land for hundreds of years, and they never knew what was here. They could only pray for him secretly in their hearts.

Zhao Tian only felt his body rise in the air, and a feeling of weightlessness spread to his whole body, which made him extremely uncomfortable, but he was helpless. After a moment, his feet finally touched the ground. In his surprise, the outside of his body sprayed thin, the diamond body protection was exerted to the extreme, and the golden light shone.

He looked around and found that he actually appeared in a forest, surrounded by trees high into the sky, lush and lush. At a glance, he was full of vitality and a strong breath of life. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt relaxed and happy. The air here was extremely fresh, and the most important thing was... The aura here is strong, which is several times stronger than the outside world.

Zhao Tian was about to stretch out his arm to touch the trees beside him. Suddenly, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and all the trees disappeared, replaced by the endless desert. The speed of evolution was only in the blink of an eye, and even he could clearly feel the softness of the sand under his feet.

"This..." Zhao Tian's heart was full of puzzlement. He directly summoned the Xuanyuan sword, supported the protective aura, and slowly stepped forward a few steps. At this time, the scene changed again, and the desert quickly dissipated at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Layers of ice crystals covered the ground, followed by mountains, rivers and mountains and even the sky.

Zhao Tian suddenly found that the breath in the surrounding air was extremely cold, like a real ice and snow world. Everything was so real. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and his wrists trembled slightly, and several golden swords suddenly stimulated and hit the iceberg not far away.

Boom!...

The iceberg was cut into a huge gap by Zhao Tian's sword, and the ice cream shot everywhere, which was extremely shocking.

Zhao Tian soon found that something was wrong. The Zhenyuan in his body was actually being consumed at an extremely fast consumption speed. I'm afraid that it was difficult to persist in the spiritual power of his King Wu.

Quickly withdrew the body protection aura, trying to slow down the passage, but this is just a drop in the bucket, and Yuzu can't use it in it. Even he can't absorb the aura in the space. It's like an ordinary person who hasn't eaten for several days. He saw a lot of rich food, but there is no The method is generally miserable.

The aura in the body is constantly decreasing. In the early stage of the King of Wu, the peak of the nine-level martial arts, the eighth-level martial arts, the seven-level martial arts,... Martial arts master,... The warrior finally became an ordinary person, with no aura in his body, and the most terrible thing was that his whole body trembled in the ice and snow.

Zhao Tian is unwilling. Is he going to die here? Doesn't it mean that this is the holy land of Xuanyuan? Is it still a test here?

"The realm is gone, and I'm practicing. I don't believe that I can't absorb you!" Zhao Tian gritted his teeth, resisted the cold breath around him, and sat directly on the ice cross-legged. Xuanyuan Sword lay in front of him and began to absorb it according to the most common breathing method.

However, the surrounding aura seemed to solidify and did not allow him to absorb it at all. Suddenly, Zhao Tian found a very subtle aura, which flowed into his chest along the Xuanyuan sword, and then poured into the meridians. Although it was only a small wisp, not even the energy absorbed by the warrior, but even so, it made He saw hope.

Zhao Tian seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his coming. He sat here cross-legged like an old monk. During his practice, the surrounding environment remained unchanged. The cold and bitter cold wind beat Zhao Tian's body all the time. His face was frozen with ice, and his lips were purple. , eyebrows, hair full of ice cream.

Day after day, year after year, 500 years pass quietly in a blink of an eye. Here in the world of icebergs, a crystal ice sculpture is displayed, and through the ice sculpture, you can see the figure in it.

Suddenly, the scene that had not changed for 500 years changed slowly, and the surrounding icebergs disappeared, and pieces of molten purgatory appeared in front of him. The spoon of hot breath, hundreds of degrees tall, rolling like fire magma, was slowly flowing, and bubbles kept bursting in the pool, emitting a breath. The sound of bubbles bursting.

The ice outside Zhao celestial body began to melt. As soon as it turned into water, it evaporated directly, leaving no trace of water vapor. In the end, the ice outside Zhao celestial body finally completely dissipated and exposed its ragged appearance, and its face was as dry as a zombie.

He still hasn't woken up, only the golden Xuanyuan, which is still so eye-catching.

Ten thousand miles of melting slurry, a silence, soul return*, ten thousand years of practice!

Five hundred years have passed quietly, and Zhao Tian's whole body is still unchanged, like a real zombie. If he is close to his body, he will find that his whole anger has dissipated. If Xuanyuan's sword body is still sending him a wisp of subtle aura, I'm afraid he has become a dead person.

Five hundred years later, the surrounding environment changed again. All the magma roared out with a gust of wind. A scorching sun was like a fireball hanging in the sky. The golden desert was blown up by a gust of sand and dust by the strong wind, falling into a sandy slope.