Chapter 1673

It's like a secret room?

And it's a completely closed chamber!

The whole body is dark, some narrow, emitting a mysterious and obscure fluctuation, which can be perfectly hidden in time and space, almost completely integrated with the surrounding, and is difficult to detect.

"It's really the breath of heaven. Is this the secret room left by a supreme being, the place where he practices all the year round?"

The sky level atmosphere in the secret room is very strong, which is the kind of trace that can only be found after a long stay.

Ye Zichuan's wisps of Yuan Shen's power slowly penetrated into the chamber of secrets and entered it.

But what came to his mind was a bloody picture.

Suddenly, it seemed that he came to another world, and a piece of poignant red appeared, like a blood fire burning, which made him slightly thrilled.

What's going on?

How can you see such a scene?

Ye Zichuan's back is a little chilly. It seems that there is a sea of blood inside the secret room, which completely submerges his spirit. Feedback to his mind is a bloody world.

Ye Zichuan's face became solemn. What happened here?

He felt countless blood with the power of Yuan Shen. The secret room was not big, and almost half of it was covered by blood.

On the wall of the secret room, there are also little blood stains. Every drop of blood is terrible and contains terrible energy.

"It's like Tianji, it's not like Tianji..."

Ye Zichuan feels the fluctuation in these bloodstains and compares with himself.

It has the breath of heaven level, but it is not so pure, but it is much stronger than quasi heaven level.

It's the first time he's ever seen such a situation. It's very strange.

In the blood pool, ye Zichuan saw a figure, hair, half of the body was submerged.

His whole body is burning with blood colored flame, his body has become nothing but skin and bones, and the vitality in his body has almost been burned.

The leaves cover the sky!

There is no doubt that this man is him.

But at the moment, he is a bit too miserable.

Ye Zichuan felt that the fire of his life was almost extinguished, and Yuanshen was also depressed, almost completely silent.

He is just a prefecture level cultivation. He can't bear the power of blood.

"Yes?"

Suddenly, ye Zichuan noticed his hands.

He folded his hands together, and on the palm of his hand, he dragged a bone.

The bone is white, emitting a faint light, there is a pure and powerful breath in the air.

Compared with the breath in the blood, the power in this bone is obviously more majestic, which really belongs to the heaven level.

All kinds of pictures interweave together, which makes Ye Zichuan confused.

Blood, bone, it's like heaven, it's not like heaven, what's going on here?

The bone exudes a faint light, covering Ye's body. It is because of the existence of this bone that it protects him and keeps him from being burned.

Otherwise, with his strength in the later stage of prefecture level, it is impossible to stop him.

A drop of blood here can kill him.

Ye Zichuan quietly observed the scene in the secret room, but his brows gradually wrinkled.

Ye zaitan is in a bad state now. The fire of life is dim and will be extinguished at any time.

It was the bone in his hand that protected him from dying so soon.

"The breath in the bones and blood is the same, but how can it feel like they are opposite?" Strange feeling makes Ye Zichuan frown tightly.

The power of his spirit shuttled through the chamber of secrets, and finally gathered on ye Zhetian's body.

"The leaves cover the sky."

His voice is fluctuating and rings in the deep of Ye Zhetian's mind.

The dark consciousness fluctuates and ripples, which makes ye zhaotian's body move slightly.

Is it an illusion?

Did I have an auditory hallucination?

Someone's calling my name?

Ye zaidian knew that his time was running out. He couldn't even deliver the news, so he had to sit here and wait to die.

The air here is too strong for him to resist.

He tried to refine, but it was equivalent to setting himself on fire and suffering from purgatory like torture. If it wasn't for the real bone in his hand, he would have died many years ago.

Day after day, year after year.

For example, in purgatory, some hegemonic and evil forces in his blood have been eroding his body, eroding his spirit and making him miserable.

Qi is like gossamer, wandering between life and death, for other people, may have died for many years, but his heart is not willing, with his own will has persisted until now.

He still has unfinished business. He really doesn't want to die like this.

I thought it would be my own fortune and an opportunity for my own rise, but I didn't want to fall into the present field.

"The leaves cover the sky..."

A grand voice resounded in his mind again, like the roar of Huang zhongdalu and the voice of heaven, which affected his consciousness and shocked him.

This sound seems familiar!

It seems to have been heard somewhere.

"Wake up!"

Finally, with a thunder like explosion, the divine voice rolled, completely tearing apart the darkness of consciousness.

He saw the light and his consciousness came to him.

Under the beam, a glowing figure gradually condenses.

That kind of light is too dazzling, but not dazzling, but very soft, as if shrouded in countless God ring, there is a sense of God born.

"Master..."

Ye zaidian murmured, feeling like a dream.

"Master, is that you?"

He felt that it was like the moon in the mirror, and it would disappear at a touch.

How did Shifu show up here?

Is it your own illusion that you are going to die, so your deepest desire is reflected?

"It's me!" The glowing figure spoke.

Then, he felt his Yuanshen was covered with light, and a powerful Qi crossed over, which made his Yuanshen grow up.

His consciousness came back to life.

The darkness in his mind completely disappeared, and he opened his eyes.

The figure became as like as two peas, and was so long and tall that he was shrouded in immortal glory.

Powerful, mysterious, omnipotent, as if the highest existence in the world.

"Master!"

Ye zaidian's eyes were filled with tears, his nose was sour, and he almost cried.

Although he is always strong and resolute in front of others, he can resist everything.

But in front of Ye Zichuan, he will always be a child.

"Long time no see." Ye Zichuan showed a warm smile: "well done."

Ye zaidian's eyes were hazy, but he didn't let the tears fall down.

"My apprentice has disgraced my master. I've been trapped here for so many years, and I almost fell."

"I don't blame you. It's not easy to hold on for so long in a seclusion place of heaven level creatures." Ye Zichuan came over.

"Do you know where this is?" Ye zaidian was surprised.

In my heart, I have a new understanding of Ye Zichuan's strength.

"I'm not sure about the details, but the bloodstain and the bone here are undoubtedly left by heaven."

"It's just that the power in the blood is overbearing and weird, and the power in the bone is pure and majestic. The two belong to one person, but they are opposite."

"It's the first time I've come across such a situation."

"I know some of the secrets here." Ye hatian said.