In an instant, all the heavenly tribulations and mountains disappeared, and the momentum of the "Taste of the World" was like an egg hatching, suddenly rising to a new level!
An even more terrifying aura emanated from him.
This is a big realm!
When "Shiwei" saw this, he did not hesitate, flicked his sleeves, and fled to the Evernight Desert together with the other four righteous ancestors.
"Cuiyu", a man from Wushi Villa, didn't seem to stop him.
They are just some low-level immortals.
All of this was due to the strange changes in the restriction imposed by the illusory immortal, which almost gave the illusory immortal an opportunity to take advantage of it, which had a huge impact on the illusory world.
Fortunately, he discovered it quickly and pushed the little immortal back.
While he was thinking, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed and the thunder subsided.
The ancestor of "Su Ji" has already passed through that catastrophe.
His momentum has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has entered the Mahayana realm.
Ancestor "Su Ji" glanced at the "Fallen Immortal Restriction" and immediately said: "This time, we will first discuss with the War Immortal Emperor, and then we will seal the virtual world with the little immortal."
“I’ve gotten a lot of benefits out of here.”
"Next, I will return to the Lower Realm Garden to digest all the gains during this period."
"Shan." "Cuiyu" nodded.
After saying that, the two figures disappeared.
The nine giant pillars still stand in the sky. The catastrophe seems to be endless, shaking the iron ropes and pouring them into the earth, constantly strengthening this restriction.
The darkness in all directions rolled crazily, seeming to swallow up the world.
In the darkness, rustling sounds continued to sound, as if there were countless ghosts lurking.
There is not a living creature here.
A figure also appeared in front of him out of thin air.
He had his hands behind his back, his aura was ethereal, as if he didn't exist in this world.
There was no disguise or change on his face, but he couldn't remember it, as if there was no trace of him in this world. Therefore, it is impossible for him to remember every detail in Panya World.
However, despite their vague memories, the moment everyone in this world saw him, two words would come to mind: perfect.
Perfect.
This is a kind of perfection that should not exist in this world.
He was right by the side and even personally participated in the sealing.
But none of the six ancestors, whether they were Tribulation Masters or Mahayana Masters, found him.
This is the law of heaven. No matter what is important, immortals and mortals cannot come into contact.
"Who destroyed your seal?"
There was dead silence, no reaction.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party refused to give an answer, the figure stopped talking nonsense and just said lightly: "I will never return to the upper world until I find out who it is."
"I did some tricks on the seal this time."
"You will be very sad in the future."
"With the fate of the nine major sects suppressing you, you will not have any chance to breathe."
"Your immortal body, your immortal spirit, your immortal body, and your immortal spirit will all be corroded in this endless pain..."
At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the darkness: "You are just a casual cultivator, how dare you speak so shamelessly."
"If my seal could be broken a little, you would become my food."
The immortal was not angry, but said calmly: "You have no chance."
"Whoever dares to touch your sealer will die!"
As he finished speaking, he formed seals with his hands, and a pure and huge energy instantly enveloped the formations of the nine sects, making the formations stronger.
The next moment, his figure disappeared.
"boom!"
The tribulation thunder bombarded the iron rope, making a tinkling sound, as if eating away at the leaves, densely packed.
The nine pillars burst into brilliant light, shrouding the entire world in darkness.
boom!
Above the white mist.
It was a huge mountain that reached straight into the sky.
A black throne engraved with spells was suspended in a dark, gloomy, and dark void.
Zhan Wuji sat in the main seat, thoughtful.
When he asked about the two taboos, they exchanged something with him and gave him the curses and resentful spirits of the entire Netherworld Tomb.
Now, his subordinates here, in addition to the two "Xi" and "Xi" left behind by the "curse", there are also a large number of ghosts with different levels of cultivation and strength.
This is not the master represented by the words "Xi" and "Ciao".
Now, all he needs to do is sit here and become the source of all curses in the world!
One sentence can determine the fate of countless fierce ghosts under his command!
That's right, from this moment on, all Yin spirits, regardless of whether they are loyal to themselves or not, must obey their orders!
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji cast his gaze towards the area of Yousu's Tomb. He stretched out a hand and held it in the air. A green, black, ferocious, and cold figure was transferred to the throne in an instant. under.
The word "Xi".
When "Xi" saw Zhan Wuji, he immediately looked solemn and bowed: "See you, Master!"
"Congratulations, sir, on your enthronement!"
"Xi, see the new emperor!"
Zhan Wuji nodded lightly and immediately ordered: "Send a ghost sedan."
"Baicao Town, not far from Qingyao Mountain."
"We cannot pass through the nine transcendental forces."
"And don't harm any life."
With a "Hi" sound, he quickly responded: "I obey His Majesty's will!"
Zhan Wuji said nothing more, and Bai Lixuan left.
After doing all this, Zhan Wuji gently tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers and fell into deep thought.
Now, he didn't know whether the immortal had returned to the upper world, so for safety reasons, he was not prepared to take any casual step.
However, this matter must be settled!
So, he decided to send out some ordinary ghosts to see what was going on.
With Ye Xiao's current level of cultivation, he can completely resolve this matter without taking action himself!
Afterwards, Zhan Wuji took out an ancient scroll, exuding an ancient aura.
This was given to me by the ancestor "Fu Qiong" to record his insights when he joined the Tao in three levels.
Now that he couldn't get out and had nothing important to do, he took advantage of this time to put his understanding of the picture and a ray of spiritual consciousness into it.
Following his thoughts, the painting suddenly floated in front of him and slowly opened.
There is nothingness above, as if there is nothing, but in the nothingness, it is like a vast world, like a newly born child, confused and able to arrange it at will.
Zhan Wuji's mind moved, and a line of runes suddenly appeared on the empty scroll, with a hint of rules: "The way of heaven and earth, the way of all living beings, and the true self, the three ways are formed by the unity of one heart!"
This name is this inheritance.
