"However, I wonder if Elder Xinghen can explain it to me?"
"Xinghen" nodded lightly and passed through the eighty-first level of tribulation. It was really fast!
If she hadn't survived this catastrophe in advance, she might not even have had time to comprehend the immortal magic.
However, if it is an ordinary 81st level thunder tribulation, it will not be that fast.
It's just that this junior has a magic that can make heavenly tribulations come, and his foundation is very solid and he is not afraid of heavenly tribulations, so he can survive so many heavenly tribulations in such a short period of time.
"Xinghen" said quickly: "If there is any problem, I will definitely tell you everything."
Zhan Wuji nodded, and quickly arranged layer upon layer of formations and formations around him. Then, a black mist rose from his body and spread in all directions, spreading out in all directions. The entire bone mountain was wrapped up.
After confirming that this place was isolated from the outside world, Zhan Wuji asked, "Senior Brother Xinghen, what do you think of my current situation?"
His first few words sound very ordinary, but the last few words are so perfect, as if they are an independent space, a person who does not belong to this world, a person who does not belong to this plane.
At the same time, his body also became flawless, his temperament was transcendent, and every move he made was impeccable and indescribably perfect.
"Xinghen" originally looked calm, but after seeing this scene, his expression changed drastically and he quickly closed his eyes.
The next second, two lines of blood slowly flowed down from his eyes!
Zhan Wuji was shocked when he saw that the ancestor of "Xinghen", a figure in the Mahayana realm, was also invaded by his own energy of perfection, and then his whole body withdrew his energy and returned to his previous normal state.
However, before he could speak, "Xinghen" said directly: "This is the realm of innocence."
"This is chaos."
"Show me your chaos!"
After saying that, "Xinghen" opened his eyes again, with a faint light flashing in his eyes, a ball of black flames, beating slowly, like eternal ice, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
The tears flowing from his eyes gradually became darker in color, from red, to crimson, and finally to pitch black.
The aura on her body instantly surged to an extremely terrifying level.
"Xinghen" raised his head and looked at Zhan Wuji. He did not do anything else and just waited silently.
Not stained by dust?
Chaos?
Zhan Wuji immediately remembered these two words. This is the best state he can perform at present, and it is also the greatest chaotic state!
Zhan Wuji hesitated for a moment, then saw that the ancestor of "Xinghen" seemed to have used some secret method to lock him tightly, so he agreed: "Okay!"
After saying that, as soon as he changed his mind, the aura of perfection in his body suddenly dissipated.
It was a kind of extreme chaos, incomparable evil, incomparable coldness, incomparable violence...
The originally sunny scene suddenly became cold, and the entire painting became dark.
The giant mountain of bones seemed to be corroded and began to squirm!
White bones grew out of the bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, with sharp teeth. The huge mountain of white bones began to squirm, making a clicking sound. Countless white bones fell down, and a layer of grass grew on the moss above. Both blood-red eyes.
The ground seemed to have turned into a swamp, like a huge decaying monster, with broken bones everywhere and dark red blood flowing from the cracks.
"Click", "click", "click", these three different sounds sounded at the same time.
There was a creepy sound, and all the skulls and bones squirmed on the ground as if they were alive.
"Xinghen" was full of aura, his eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at Zhan Wuji, and the cold murderous intention around him became more and more intense.
At this time, Zhan Wuji had completely hidden his aura and returned to normal.
Between his brows, there was a trace of chaos, a trace of perfection, and a trace of ordinary human beings.
The next second, the surrounding chaos, corruption, distortion... everything disappeared quietly like an ebbing tide.
The void rippled like water waves, and in the far distance, small cracks appeared, and it was about to collapse.
"Lord Xinghen, what do you think?" Zhan Wuji said.
"Xinghen" closed his eyes, stopped bleeding, and stopped breathing.
After a moment, she opened her eyes again. Her eyes were as clear as water and there was nothing strange about her. She nodded gently: "Yes! Congratulations, you will become an immortal soon!"
When Zhan Wuji heard this, he immediately felt relieved and said quickly: "Junior is confused, I hope senior can clear up my confusion."
"Xinghen" nodded slightly, and then said: "According to the Holy Sect's classics, the founder of the sect, Chong Ming, has experienced eighty-one great catastrophes, and his body appears flawless, but at the same time, it is extremely chaotic. An almost evil state.”
"That state of being flawless is called the Immaculate Realm."
"And the power of chaos is the so-called state of chaos."
"Since the founding of the ancestors, there have been several gods in this world, but they are all normal."
"If used against an enemy, it's chaos."
"In the Evernight Desert, all the murmurs and madness come from the chaotic state of the fallen immortal."
"And the only ones who possess these two forms, apart from the founders of the nine sects, are the founders of the nine sects."
"Only gods can have such strength!"
When Zhan Wuji heard this, he immediately realized that it was not that he had absorbed too much power from the True Immortal Realm, but that every immortal would do this!
"So, what's going on with these two states?"
"I wonder what the effects of these two forms are?"
The ancestor of "Xinghen" thought for a while, and then said: "This is the record of our sect."
"I don't know."
"Today, I finally saw what a clean state is and what a chaotic state is."
Don’t you even know the ancestor of “Xinghen”?
Zhan Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what was going on.
These two realms can only be touched by gods who have survived eighty-one tribulations.
In today's Panya Realm, except for the True Immortal Will, the Immortal from the Lower Realm, and Xunmu, there is probably no other existence that can answer him!
At this moment, "Xinghen" continued: But the pseudo-dao wanted to play a game of chess. "
"This time, the magical power that the Holy Sect is going to use is called 'Burying the World in a Golden Coffin'."
"I want to use this magical power in exchange for something false. You are the key to this immortal path. You can learn it, but you must not teach it to others!"
"Heaven has decreed that immortals must not come into contact with mortals."
"No information about the upper world can be known except to those involved in this game!"
After saying that, "Xinghen" took out a brand new jade plaque and placed it in front of him.
"Ding! Unknown spells are found and collection is started."
