As the endless sea of blood and corpses turned into stars and exploded, Ding Xiaoyi's vision changed again.
The surrounding environment changed again, and he found himself in a valley filled with the sound of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers.
The place is thick with trees and green, just like a paradise.
The Phoenix Fire Flame Essence flew into Ding Xiaoyi's palm.
Seeing the phoenix fire spirit that kept swaying, Ding Xiaoyi shook his head.
Feng Huo Yan Jing couldn't communicate with him, and he didn't know what Feng Huo Yan Jing wanted to express.
He looked around again, and saw a secluded path leading deep into the valley like a paradise.
The Phoenix Fire Flame Spirit became no longer violent but much more docile.
He couldn't help but be startled, could it be that Feng Qingwu came here?
He lifted his feet and walked towards the secluded path,
After passing through a jungle, they came to a Qionglou palace.
The Qionglou palace is like the fairy tower,
A layer of fairy mist lingered, and bursts of fairy sounds came from the Qiong Tower Palace.
Ding Xiaoyi came directly to the gate of the Qionglou Palace, and then he pushed open the simple and solemn gate.
Xianyin disappeared the moment he opened the door.
The surrounding environment has changed again,
He found himself entering a gloomy old castle.
This is no Qionglou palace, it is clearly a ghost castle.
"Jie...",
A spooky ghostly laughter reached his ears.
He looked up,
I saw several gray statues in this hall.
It was a statue of an evil demon with teeth and claws,
Each statue showed its sharp fangs, looking terrifying and formidable.
In the center of the hall, a statue of a giant bird with slightly spread wings attracted his attention.
It was a statue that looked like a red bird but was not a red bird.
A sinister aura emanated from the statue with slightly spread wings.
The bird-headed eyes shot out a cold and dark gaze.
Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look and found that it was not a statue, but a real living being.
"Netherworld Bird",
Ding Xiaoyi recognized this giant gray bird with slightly spread wings, and he couldn't help but blurt out.
"Jiejie, someone actually knows me. I don't know if it's my luck or your misfortune."
The eerie ghostly sound reached Ding Xiaoyi's ears again, and it was the giant gray bird that made the sound.
"The Nether Bird represents death and destruction. Legend has it that the Nether Bird is the apostle of the God of Death. I don't know why you are here."
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the giant gray bird in front of the hall, and then asked calmly.
The Nether Bird is not a Suzaku, but an apostle of Death.
It often haunts hell and earth.
As the saying goes, it is better to offend the God of Death than the Netherworld Bird.
Because the Nether Bird is a hundred times crueler than the God of Death.
"I can go wherever I want. Do you think you can care about that?"
The giant gray bird flapped its wings, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi unceremoniously.
"If I guessed correctly, this should be a small teleportation world left behind by the God of Death, right?"
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The aura of death like a tide enveloped Ding Xiaoyi.
The majestic breath of death turned into invisible mountains, suppressing Ding Xiaoyi tightly.
The endless aura of death enveloped him, and the endless and heavy aura of death made Ding Xiaoyi suffocated.
Ding Xiaoyi felt the desperate aura of death covering his whole body like a tide.
This is the energy of the law of death, which gives him endless despair.
Facing the breath of death, he was powerless to resist.
However, the Nether Bird didn't seem to want to kill Ding Xiaoyi directly, but played with Ding Xiaoyi.
Its cold eyes revealed its indifference and contempt for life, as if it could wipe out Ding Xiaoyi with a snap of its fingers.
Although Ding Xiaoyi felt the aura of death, his expression did not change at all.
at the same time,
Ding Xiaoyi was also shocked.
He knew Death, who was also a legendary deity.
But he didn't expect to see the apostle of the God of Death in this space, which made him very confused.
Yama is not the God of Death. Death can be said to be the god who surpasses Yama.
Where Death comes from, no one knows.
The Nether Bird and the God of Death are both legendary existences.
They have long transcended the laws of heaven and earth and reached the level of the great road.
"I'm still short of a sacrifice, but unexpectedly, you just delivered it to my door. Although your cultivation level is pitifully low, it's better than nothing."
The Nether Bird flapped its wings and said domineeringly to Ding Xiaoyi.
It is the apostle of death,
There was a desperate aura of death lingering around it, and a gray light glowed in its cold eyes.
The power of the Law of Death crushed Ding Xiaoyi's body, making Ding Xiaoyi unable to move.
This made Ding Xiaoyi complain in his heart.
But he didn't expect to meet the legendary apostle of death here.
The Nether Bird is the representative of the God of Death.
The power of the laws of heaven and earth around Ding Xiaoyi flows in his body like a rushing river. The power of the laws of heaven and earth cannot help but resist the power of the law of death.
Despite this, Ding Xiaoyi still felt an overwhelming pressure coming from him.
It's just that the Nether Bird will not kill him directly, but will use him as a sacrifice.
As for who to sacrifice to, he naturally knows,
Only the God of Death is qualified to let the Nether Bird search for sacrificed creatures.
"Did you cover those altars with cloth?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the Netherworld Bird while thinking about countermeasures.
After the Nether Bird appeared, all the truth came to light.
The densely packed altars in the void were laid out by the Netherworld Birds, and their purpose was unclear. "You should feel honored to sacrifice for the great God of Death."
The Nether Bird did not answer Ding Xiaoyi.
Instead, he flapped his wings, and a huge devouring force swept toward Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi flew towards the Nether Bird uncontrollably.
Then the Nether Bird made several gestures with its wings like hands, and a talisman appeared in front of it.
The dark bird's dark wings flapped, and Ding Xiaoyi's body was swallowed up by the talisman.
His body quickly disappeared into the hall.
A strong suction force swept over,
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't move even a little bit, but he wasn't in any hurry. The Nether Bird was just a projection.
If it were the true form of the Nether Bird, Ding Xiaoyi would still be a little more afraid.
But it was just a clone projection, so he wasn't too worried.
Feng Qingwu must have been captured by the Nether Bird, and he didn't want to take action so quickly.
Finding Feng Qingwu is the most urgent task.
His body rotated with the suction of the talisman.
After a few breaths of time, the crazy suction force disappeared.
"Bang" sound,
Ding Xiaoyi's body suddenly fell to the ground, and there was a hard feeling under his feet.
He looked around and found that he was in the center of a huge altar.
Instead, the phoenix fire essence swayed in waves,
Been furious again. Feng Huoyanjing must have sensed Feng Qingwu's aura.
"Gudu, Gudu",
A sound like water flowed into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.
He found that this place was filled with endless blood evil smell, and the air was also rich in blood.
It's dim and gray here.
The boulders under his feet vibrated slightly, and he looked around.
This is an altar filled with endless blood-evil atmosphere.
It is made up of several huge rocks, and bright red blood seeps out of each huge stone.
The moist air, the smell of blood,
There was also the huge stone formation covered with blood, all of which gave off a strange aura.
"Another sacrifice"
A cold and sinister voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.
He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, as a pair of cold eyes without any emotion were looking down at him.
Only then did Ding Xiaoyi realize that a huge bird head appeared in the sky above the altar, which was the head of the Nether Bird.
"Another ghost bird",
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
The individual Nether Birds above the huge altar seemed to be much larger than the Nether Birds he saw in the castle hall.
The Netherworld Bird stretched out its wings, and those wings covered the entire altar like the sky and the sun.
"boom……",
The Phoenix Fire Flame Spirit became even more violent.
Ding Xiaoyi knew that Feng Qingwu must be nearby.
He wanted to rush up to look for Feng Qingwu, but as soon as his body came together,
A supreme coercion shrouded down, and the Nether Bird in the sky stirred up the desperate aura of the Law of Death.
