night……

cracked...

Of course, this does not mean that the sky is really cracked.

But the blood moon hanging in the sky cracked.

Visible to the naked eye, the blood moon is separated from the middle, as if it was torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.

At the same time, a mysterious Taoist charm that did not belong to the Xuantian Realm floated out from the cracks of the blood moon.

When Jiang Ming and others noticed this scene, their expressions suddenly changed.

"God above!"

"This is the quasi-emperor above God taking action!"

"No! The other party wants to kill Ling Tian!"

The crowd suddenly went into chaos!

Jiang Ming and others’ guess is good.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in red robe slowly walked out of the split blood moon.

This person looks extremely young and does not look like an old and powerful man at all.

But among the powerful men in the Xuantian Realm who have fought against each other for many years in the Dark Blood Age, they naturally recognize who this person is.

"Blood Demon, Blood River Ancestor!"

"Ancestor of the Blood River?! He...didn't he break through during the deadly battle in the immortal arena half a million years ago, achieve the position of quasi-emperor, open the gate of heaven, and enter the heaven above?"

"No, no! Look carefully, he is not his true form!"

That’s right!

Every quasi-emperor can open the gate of heaven and choose whether to enter the heaven.

But once the quasi-emperor enters the sky, it means that they have left this world.

The true body cannot come back. From ancient times to the present, only the great emperor has left legends in the world that after going to heaven, he appeared again in later generations.

It is obvious that a quasi-emperor cannot do this unless he becomes a great emperor.

As for the ancestor of Blood River, he naturally did not become an emperor.

Otherwise, there is no need to fight, he can destroy the entire Xuantian Realm by himself!

"No wonder this time of dark blood era, there is a blood moon in the sky!"

"The last time, it was pitch black and eternal night fell..."

"This is a thought left by the ancestor of Blood River in my Xuantian Realm!"

Nianxiang!

Only when the soul is powerful enough to reach the quasi-emperor level can it be possible to display magical powers and mysterious methods.

As the name suggests, thought is related to the aspect of the soul.

It can be said that it is not the living thing itself, nor is it a soul. To be precise, this thought is like a clone of the soul of a powerful quasi-emperor.

Although the real body is not here, the thoughts can remain.

Under a specific opportunity, thoughts will be stimulated!

Obviously, although the original body of the Blood River Ancestor has entered the heaven.

But he left a back-up in this world.

The motivating conditions for this backhand are just like today!

To put it simply, Jiang Lingtian is too strong, and his appearance has already affected the balance of victory between the two sides!

Originally, the balance was neither left nor right, and both sides would win or lose.

But Jiang Lingtian broke this phenomenon.

He alone made the balance of victory and defeat completely tilt towards the side of Xuantian Realm.

The blood river ancestor's desire to stay in this world was also aroused.

"Ling Tian, ​​please leave quickly."

"Once the quasi-emperor's strong mind is stimulated, although it can exert the power of the quasi-emperor's soul, it will not last long."

"As long as you escape quickly, you have a chance of survival!"

Jiang Ming suddenly came to Jiang Lingtian.

The old man stood in front of Jiang Lingtian without hesitation, leaving only his back.

This seemingly thin figure is actually majestic and motionless. In a trance, it actually looks like a majestic mountain.

Behind the mountains, you are protecting your descendants...

Jiang Ming, of course, knew very well that at the quasi-emperor level, even a teleportation or a clone of the soul was not something that immortal strong men like them could oppose.

The quasi-emperor can be named emperor, and the difference between it and the great emperor is only one word, which is enough to prove the terror of the quasi-emperor level.

Under the quasi-emperor, he is like an ant!

This is not just talk.

The creatures that can fight against the Quasi-Emperor in the Immortal Realm are all monsters from powerful clans throughout the ages.

It's a pity that there are no such powerful monsters at the peak of the Immortal Realm present.

As Jiang Ming, a human race, he is naturally no match for Nian Xiang, the ancestor of the Blood Sea.

But Jiang Ming didn't care. The reason why he dared to stand up was very simple.

That was to buy Jiang Lingtian more time to escape.

Isn't it just death? Old man, I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, so if I just die, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Ancestor..."

How could Jiang Lingtian not understand Jiang Ming's thoughts? His eyes warmed.

Jiang Ming didn't look back. He kept staring at the red-robed figure in the sky.

"Silly boy, stop talking. Just remember that you are a descendant of my Jiang family."

"Do you still remember what the ancestral motto of my Jiang family is?"

"Never abandon, never give up, no matter high or low, no matter whether you are mediocre or evil."

"Anyone with the surname Jiang cannot be discarded."

"This is the foundation that our Jiang family has inherited for millions of years."

Jiang Ming said, and he suddenly smiled.

Jiang Ming was able to detect the reason why the Blood River Ancestor's thoughts did not take action for a long time.

He even stood high in the sky, looking at them with great interest.

That's because the ancestor of Blood River is invincible and is not in a hurry at all.

It was like he was watching a play.

The name of this play is the play of bitterness.

But he, Jiang Ming, didn't want to make this scene painful and tear-jerking.

He smiled and laughed loudly!

"Hahaha, Lingtian, ancestor, I believe that one day in the future, our Jiang family will stand at the top of the world in your hands."

"Kill until no one in the world dares to honor me, kill until no one in the world dares to bully my Jiang family."

"This future belongs to you and to my Jiang family."

"So, let me, my old bones, add one more piece of brick today to your unparalleled fight for the throne."

"Ancestor, don't forget, there is also me, Jiang Xuan." Among the crowd, Jiang Xuan smiled sarcastically, rushed up to the ring, and stood beside Jiang Ming.

"Master, we ancestors must also be counted, right?"

"Yeah, we've been watching the theater for a long time, and it's time to do some exercise."

"That's right, that kid, Ling Tian, ​​went up and beat him. If we don't beat him a few times, how can we make sense?"

Following Jiang Xuan's arrival, several more people from the crowd flew up.

Jiang Lingtian knew all these people.

On the day he was born, the Sixth Patriarch prepared beautiful clothes for him early.

And the Seventh Patriarch who gave him delicious fruits.

Of course, the most unforgettable thing for Jiang Lingtian was the Third Ancestor. The old naughty boy, the Third Ancestor actually wanted his newborn to drink the jade liquid and get drunk.
To be continued...