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C672 Sanguisorba sanguinarum thunb

"Stop him!"

Elder Luo, Ancestor Tianque started to move again, wanting to kill Shi Zang and stop him. If he succeeded, it would not be Chu Chen's death, but everyone else's death.

Even if she were to revive a saint, even if her combat power was not at its peak, in the future, it would still be a nightmare for the Tianque Palace. She knew that the sage realm cultivator would not let go of someone who had enmity with him.

"Do you think that since I've been here for three thousand years, I'll lose so easily?"

Shi Zang coldly asked, before letting out a wild laugh: "Xue Chong Immortal Firmament!"

A roar came from his mouth and the entire tomb seemed like it was about to collapse.

A wave of glaring blood Qi, extremely rich and powerful, burst out from the ground surrounding Chu Chen's array formation stage, and in a moment, surged out, covering the entire sky, towards Elder Luo, and then swept towards Tianque.

This blood aura was incomparably powerful, just like a battle between a million people. Corpses were strewn across the fields, and the blood aura that was left behind was extremely fierce and shocking.

"Divine abilities and techniques!"

The expressions of the Elder Luo and the Tianque Ancestor changed at the same time.

"I have reserved this move specially for you two. You two should properly enjoy this battle against the intruder. As for this kid's physical body, I want him, no one can stop him. In three thousand years, I will once again descend upon the world and sweep it away. "

At this moment, the elders and disciples of Tianque Palace in the outside world felt the ground beneath their feet tremble incessantly. Then, they retreated backwards in fear.

When they reached a safe distance, they looked up and saw that on the Snow Sword Mountain, in the crater where the sword monument was previously located, an incredibly shocking blood-red aura was suddenly released.

And at this time, about a hundred miles away from the Tianque Palace, there were a few dozen different forces, all rushing towards the direction of the Tianque Palace.

They all noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky at the same time, and they all stopped their steps with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Amongst these powers, there was a power that was the most dazzling. They were riding a snow eagle.

This snow eagle was incredibly huge, over a hundred zhang in length. The feathers on its body were pure white, blending well with the snow and ice that filled the sky.

"Master, the Tianque Palace is right in front of us. This sudden surge of blood energy seems to have been deduced correctly by the Hall Master.

There were dozens of people standing on the snow eagle. One of the elders respectfully said as he stood behind a young man in a white robe.

The white robed young man looked towards the direction of Tianque Palace, his expression cold.

"You are overestimating yourself, actually forcing your way into the Sage's Tomb! However, this Ancestor Tianque is unfeeling, and has hidden his powers well, so there's actually a Sage's Tomb in the location of his sect."

Saying that, the man laughed coldly, "I'm afraid that Wuliu's lifespan is coming to an end. He wanted to force his way into the tomb of the saint to find a way to extend his lifespan, but unfortunately, if he meets me, the tomb of the saint, even if she can enter, everything inside will belong to me. Someone who is about to die, should have long been buried in his grave.

"What the young master said is correct. However, although Wuliu does not have much lifespan, his cultivation is still in the Martial realm. If he wants to attack, he still has some strength." Behind him, that elder spoke.

"So what, in the entire Tianque Palace, only she has no emotions and no emotions, only she has no cultivation, what kind of elders and disciples are left, they are all unranked warriors, could it be, that you are not worried about her?"

"She's only in the Martial realm, so I'm not worried. After all, she doesn't have much longevity and her body isn't good. If they really fight, I can definitely kill her."

The old man spoke indifferently, his voice was light and gentle, but the words he spoke, was extremely shocking. If they were to fight, he would not lose to Patriarch Tianque, and his emotions would not flow!

Surprisingly, he was also a Martial Realm expert.

"That's for the best. Oh yes, I heard that in the Tianque Palace, there is a disciple named Xue Yao, who is also known as the Holy Maiden Tianque. The white robed young man's mouth curled into an evil smile.

Then, the snow eagle flew straight towards Tianque's palace.

At the same time, the other powers in the other areas also continued to move out.

"Mistress and the other two people are inside. Will they be okay?"1

Many disciples from Tianque Palace asked with faces full of shock. This was the first time they had seen such a scene.

"He should be fine. The tomb is just a dead saint. With the Palace Master's cultivation, he should be fine." Bai Feng said.

Only after hearing this did the group of disciples relax.

"Asgard Mistress should be fine, so they should be fine as well, right?" Tianque, the Holy Maiden, had a cold expression, but in her heart, she thought this way.

At this time, inside the Snow Sword Peak, inside the tomb!

Three thousand years ago, Shi Zang had specially left behind this move. It was Blood River Immortal Firmament, which was covered by an endless amount of Blood Qi. This caused the Elder Luo and Ancestor Tianque to have no choice but to take action to defend against it. His body was instantly immersed in it.

Within this blood aura, there was also a hidden murderous aura, which condensed into terrifying shadows that bared their fangs and brandished their claws.

This Blood Qi rising into the heavens could be blocked, but the problem was that the stone stele had enough time to take over Chu Chen's body.

"He died three thousand years ago. You are a saint after all. Don't you know that death cannot be reborn? All fates are fated." Elder Luo shouted angrily.

"Death cannot be reborn. Everything is destined to happen? Ridiculous! The reason why there are people who cannot be reborn is because they do not have the ability to do so. That is why the heavens are preordained, and why I, who have the power to revive, do not do so. "

Shi Ziteng said crazily.

"Life, is the source of all power. With life, there will be hope. Once I revive, even if my strength is zero, I can still climb to the peak. Those who block me, die!"

After Shi Zun finished speaking, he looked towards Chu Chen.

"Kid, since you have opened the sword monument, it is equivalent to having refined ten thousand sword techniques. Each sword manual is formed by me using my will, representing a bit of the Fragmentation Realm. The reason why I allowed the person on the monument to devour it is because after taking over my body, I can better control it. Right now, the two people you are counting on cannot save you. If you do not want to experience the feeling of your soul force being destroyed, you can choose to not move and let me devour you. That way, I can still save your memory and not disappear. "

Shi Zhe walked over step by step. A monstrous bloody aura surged around his body as he spoke in a cold voice.

"If you don't resist, you can preserve the entirety of your memories. You don't have to go through the pain of being exterminated." Chu Chen muttered, his eyes flashing, looking at the other side.

Elder Luo, Ancestor Tianque, was tightly entangled by countless tentacle-like strange figures within the blood Qi, unable to break free to save him.

In other words, the stone statue wanted to take over his fleshly body. No one could stop it, and everything was inevitable!

"I, agree! As long as you don't erase my memories, I won't struggle. " Chu Chen could only choose to do this.

"At least you're sensible!"

Do you really think that by doing so, I will be able to preserve your memories? Once you occupy the flesh, I will also erase your memories, so don't think that you can rely on your memories to take back the body.

With a taunting thought in his heart, the stone statue melted and turned into a stream of blood Qi that flew towards Chu Chen.

Chu Chen's eyes stared at the gush of blood Qi that was rushing over. It was incomparably cold and detached, and from the depths of his eye sockets, there was a burst of grey death energy.

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