Proving the Way of Longevity: Starting from Covering the Sky, Adding Points to the Way

Chapter 150 Awakening Zhang Lin and attacking the Valley of the Spirits
When they arrived at the stone palace, the group of ancient creatures following closely behind them, as well as the ghosts crawling out of the ice coffin, also arrived.

"Roar……"

Their cries fluctuated like ghosts and gods, and the faces of these fierce ghosts were full of ferocious looks. Their eyes glowed with bloodthirsty light. Behind them, in the void, hung a blood moon and a strange eye.

Terrifying visions continued to appear, as if warning the human saint in front of him.

Liu Yibai stood in the center of the stone hall with his eyebrows fixed, ready to sacrifice the sky-swallowing magic jar above his head at any time, but at this moment, he was still waiting for the last person to appear.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind and endless resentment, and it was also accompanied by a strange sinister laughter, which deeply touched people's hearts.

Those ghosts revealed their true bodies, and the rotten robes they wore fell off one by one. They were a group of withered black corpses, who had been dead for an unknown amount of time, and exuded a cold corpse aura.

But Liu Yibai's gaze passed them, and landed at the back, where stood a tall figure, wearing a black robe, but he could vaguely see the scary red hair growing on the rest of his body, which was chilling. .

His appearance instantly caused the temperature of the stone palace to drop suddenly, and at the same time, a fierce aura rushed towards Liu Yibai, trying to kill the human saint.

Liu Yibai broke into cold sweat. Is this the fifth generation Yuantian Patriarch Zhang Lin? ?

An ancient corpse that has lived for thousands of years...

How terrifying is this?
Even if a pig lived for tens of thousands of years, it would have to be sanctified as an ancestor, let alone a person, or a polluted ancient corpse.

hum!
The Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar suspended above his head began to tremble violently and chirped loudly. While protecting Liu Yibai from being torn apart by the ancient creatures and corpses in front of him, it also caused the huge bell-shaped boulder above to crack. Silk texture.

"when--"

A bell ringing, like a big yellow bell between heaven and earth, traveled through the past and present, shook the stars, and resounded throughout the five realms.

At this moment, the outside world did not know how many ethnic groups knelt down on the spot, and their hearts trembled. For a moment, whether they were humans, demons, or ancient creatures, they all looked in the direction of Zishan in disbelief.

"After many years, the Wu Shi Bell is ringing again. Has the Emperor heard the call of our human race!?"

Almost all the humans in the Eastern Wasteland knelt down in the direction of Zishan devoutly, hoping that the Great Emperor would be born again, clear the restricted area, and destroy those ancient creatures that were causing trouble in all directions.

"Impossible, the great emperor of the human race has passed away long ago, how could he still be alive?" A primordial ancestor king said in a deep voice, looking in the direction of Purple Mountain, he didn't believe that Wushi was still alive in his heart.

"Maybe it's just something wrong. A soft ringing of the emperor's bell doesn't mean anything." Another ancestor king of the ancient times had dark eyes, and took the ringing of the bell that resounded through the five domains just now as a human race to fight against their conspiracy.

However, the next moment.

"when!"

There was another bell ringing, and it was longer and louder than the previous one, as if it had penetrated the ancient universe.

The ancient creatures were frightened, and even the ancient ancestor kings who were looking at Zishan hurriedly withdrew their gaze, fearing that there was really an ancient emperor who was not dead and had lived to this world.

"The emperor finally heard the call of the human race, and he is responding to us!" Someone came to Zishan specially, stopped here, and performed a prayer ceremony devoutly.

In the Zishan Tomb, Liu Yibai looked at the ancient corpse in black robes covered with thick red hair in front of him. After the Wu Shi Bell rang, the murderous eyes of the other party gradually calmed down and revealed a trace of sadness. "I remembered." The voice of the ancient corpse in black robe was desolate. His eyes were a little cloudy, but he had remembered everything and said in a concentrated voice: "I am Zhang Lin."

"Junior Liu Yibai has met the ancestor." Liu Yibai said calmly. Seeing that his goal was completely achieved, his anxious heart finally calmed down.

Zhang Lin stared at this junior, then looked at his blood-stained hands, and sighed: "It has been 1 years, how many crimes have I committed in my hands..."

That night, a red-haired hurricane blew up inexplicably. He saw several Yuantian Patriarchs through the window, and then red hair started to grow crazily all over his body.

After that, there was no more Zhang Lin, only a bloodthirsty body.

"Ancestor, it's not your fault." Liu Yibai knew about this past event, and even understood the reason why Master Yuan Tian was unknown in his later years.

"The results of my karma have been accomplished, and now I only have the last night left," Zhang Lin laughed at himself, then looked at Liu Yibai and said, "I know that you deliberately lured me out, and then used the Wushi Bell to ring. Let me regain my consciousness for a short while, and tell me, is there anything I can do?"

"Forgive me for disturbing me, junior, but the human race is now in danger, the dark turmoil is coming, and all the ancient creatures have been born. I would like to ask the ancestor to take action, on the one hand, to frighten the ancient royal family, and on the other hand, to delay the dark turmoil." Liu Yibai said seriously.

Hearing the words "darkness and turmoil", Zhang Lin's pupils shrank and he sighed: "It's been ten thousand years, but it's bound to happen. Since people are about to die, let me use my last remaining energy."

A few days later, one night under the moon.

A group of black clothes shuttled among the high mountains. They looked like devils who had just come out of hell, exuding a deathly spirit, and all creatures touched would wither immediately.

In the sky, above the Valley of the Gods, nine ancient warships were suspended in the air. Because of the endless ringing of the bell, they were still organizing their army and did not dare to move rashly in a short time.

Worried that there is really an ancient emperor who is not dead in Zishan.

In a splendid ancient palace, five ancient ancestral kings were sitting. They exchanged cups and cups to celebrate the fifth ancient ancestral king who had just awakened in the Valley of the Spirits.

"In my opinion, the Beginningless Bell has been ringing for several days, but there are no other strange phenomena. If the emperor is really still alive, he should have appeared in the world long ago. There is no news of his birth until now." Taigu, who was covered in purple hair. King Ancestor spoke, his tone full of disdain.

"Zhong Ming's matter is really weird. Before we investigate clearly, it's better for us to restrain our arrogance. Those tribesmen who were sent outside have been recalled by my order. When this matter is completely resolved, we can feel more at ease." One of the ancient ancestor kings said.

"Let's talk about the matter of marching into Nanling, because waiting for Lao Wu's recovery has already been postponed for several years. Now wait a little longer, I'm afraid we agree that among the nine warships hanging overhead The tribe didn't agree either." The ancient ancestor king covered in purple hair said again.

The other three ancestor kings were silent. This matter had indeed been delayed for too long. At first, I thought that Lao Wu would be able to recover soon, but it turned out that he had to wait for four years.

Sitting in the corner, the ancient ancestral king known as Lao Wu coughed slightly and said: "Since it is because of me that you all are waiting, then I will lead the nine warships to attack Nanling this time. "

The ancient ancestor king with purple fur all over his body laughed and said: "Lao Wu is as cheerful as ever!"

The other three ancient ancestral kings didn't say much. Anyway, there is nothing to fear about a mere barbarian tribe living in a remote place and a demon emperor palace that even the soldiers of the extreme path have not mastered.
Boom!

There was a loud noise, and under the moonlit night, a gorgeous firework bloomed over the Valley of the Spirits.

(End of this chapter)