Outside the seventh day of the human race, darkness and chaos shrouded the mountains and the land. The thick haze was like layers of giant nets, submerging everything and making it difficult for people to breathe.
For dozens of miles in radius, there is nothing but bare land. The earth seems to be stuck in a swamp, unable to extricate itself. There is no trace of life in all directions.
"Da da……"
The sound of water splashing along the way resounded in this dark swampy place.
suddenly,
A ray of fairy light pierced the sky, tore apart the chaos, and opened up a path less than one person wide.
"Tear it apart!"
"It's been torn apart, the chaos has been torn apart!" Countless shouts of surprise resounded from deep in the mountains and fields, and the sound spread through the mist and chaos from this small gap, and then, hazy, , as if opening one pair of eyes after another, strange auras flashed past, and then disappeared again.
Here, nothing is left, bare, without any fluctuations of life.
Suddenly, in this lifeless world, one after another hot beams of light broke through the chaos and tore apart. Immortal light flowed, all kinds of strange images flew together, and one after another the sky-high aura rushed towards this world. .
"Roar!"
The long roar from the ancient monsters resounded in this hazy and chaotic world. A golden eagle tore through the sky, carrying several geniuses on its back. It rushed through the gap and rushed into the chaos at an unpredictable speed. In an instant, this The lifeless world suddenly had the breath of life.
"Open it for me!"
The roar resounded throughout the world, like the sound of thunder, and a huge golden shadow rushed straight to the world. The terrifying pressure like the arrival of the Immortal King crushed the sky, and the mist and chaos were torn apart by the golden light.
Ancient sky-swallowing beasts, nine-headed supreme beasts, and other various visions of heaven and earth appeared together, opening up the chaos and widening the gap between the present and the present.
"The mountains and rivers are long and the sky is blooming!"
A huge mountain and river seal struck, with unparalleled holy light, hitting the depths of chaos. Invisibly, a barrier was knocked open, and a young man stepped on the sky, with a three-foot flying sword hanging on his head, and a big mountain and river seal in his hand, with silver hair. Like a waterfall hanging down from the shoulders, the sword-shaped brows are straight and elegant, revealing a cold edge that looks down upon the world.
The young man held the great seal of mountains and rivers in his hand, and was so powerful that he split the chaos with one sword and was submerged into the chaos in an instant.
"boom!"
On the other side of the sky, a black scythe suddenly appeared in the chaos, causing countless geniuses to tremble. The black scythe exuding a dark and strange aura scared countless people to death.
"It's the Cheng family of God's Domain!"
Cheng Lu came through the chaos with a ghost blade and demon sickle, followed closely by the Cheng family's son.
Known as the relics of the Qing Emperor, after months of planning, the barrier of this space was finally broken open by using the Immortal Weapon. Chaos first opened, and a stream of deathly energy spurted out. No one could feel anything. If you enter the vitality, you can only feel the endless decay.
"This powerful aura of decay is indeed left by the Qing Emperor!" The Qing Emperor's ten cavalry came over and felt the breath left in the chaos. They were trembling. The Qing Emperor is their ancestor of Kai Xing. All Qing Emperors The cultivators of Xing all regard Qinghuang as their venerable person, respect him, and practice in order to become as powerful as Qinghuang.
"I feel the majestic aura of Qinghuang. He must have left something here!" Chiyuan Chahar's blood flowed, and the monstrous blood shadow behind him opened up the chaos, and a group of more than a dozen people rushed in. Chaos rift.
"The ruins of Qinghuang, I have been waiting here for a long time, how can I miss it!"
"The Dao traces left by peerless immortal emperors like Qinghuang are enough for us to comprehend for decades. We must not miss it!"
Countless cultivators came through the sky and took the opportunity to rush into the chaos. For a moment, the mountains and rivers were shaking, and every land in this world was shaking. Countless cultivators gathered here to wait for the opportunity to enter the Qinghuang ruins.
There are even cultivators from other Tianguan who have traveled thousands of miles just to gain something from the Qinghuang ruins.
Unobstructed chaos covers the sky and the sun, bursts of Buddha's voice resound in the chaos, Xuankong steps forward, holding a bright cassock, stepping on the mysterious light of Buddhism. He is like an ancient Buddha, with a solemn expression and a solemn appearance. Behind him is an ancient Buddha. Chanting scriptures, Buddhist visions opened up the world and dispersed the chaos. He was followed by several peerless geniuses, all of whom were famous on the heavenly list.
Endless divine power spread from the peerless geniuses, the visions of heaven and earth broke through the chaos, and the clouds and mist flowed away with the steps of a few people,
No one dared to look directly at their sharp edges.
"I noticed the Qinghuang's methods in this barrier of heaven and earth. From ancient times to the present, after countless years, he still has the power to resist Wuque's immortal weapons. He didn't just stay here, it seemed like a big battle happened here! "
Xuan Kong's eyes flashed with golden holy light, piercing through the haze of chaos and looking into the depths.
"You mean, Qinghuang once fought with others here?"
"I'm not sure. This chaos is so deep that I can't see the way forward clearly. It's filled with evil energy everywhere. It's very huge!"
"Known as the strongest Immortal Emperor after the First World War, the Qing Emperor is recorded in the annals of history. His power is respected by countless people. If we can get his inheritance, this Celestial Path and his party will gain a lot!"
"The treasures of a generation of Immortal Emperors are much more valuable to me than the Immortal Spirits!"
Everyone sighed and followed Xuan Kong far away in a thought, sinking into the depths of chaos.
"簌~簌簌~" The rustling voice, with the arrival of countless geniuses, sounded in the depths of chaos. In the endless darkness and lifeless underground, the death energy slowly seeped out of the ground, and dark green eyes lit up in the mist. For a moment, and then disappeared again.
Here, there is no light from the sky, and all the light seems to be swallowed up by some kind of power.
"The power of decay!"
A bolt of thunder dispersed the haze, and a bolt of fire swept across the sky and illuminated the road in front of him. "This is the handiwork of the Qing Emperor. The power of decay will last forever, and the carvings of the heavens will still retain their fierce power after thousands of years!" The young man stared indifferently. The scarred and mottled stone wall in front of him was intertwined with endless carvings of the Heavenly Dao and the formations of the Imperial Dao. A green-faced fang shaped like a yaksha was holding a trident, with the tip of the trident pointing at the pile of bulging ancient bags in front of him.
"Someone has been here before us and there are fresh footprints on the ground."
"The atmosphere here is so unusual, weird and gloomy. There is an uneasy restlessness in the blood in the body. I can feel that this world is showing a desire, a desire for blood!" The woman scanned the field of vision, with thunder in her pupils. Passing by, "This place has been desolate and quiet for too long, not even the breath of death is left. It is too eager for life and the breath of life!"
"Why do I feel like the monster carved on the stone wall is staring at us!"
"Don't scare me. This ghost place is scary enough. If you say that again, the hairs on my body will stand up!"
"Ruirui, can you sense anything?" Yang Nianxi's senses were covered and found nothing. His consciousness was blocked by some mysterious force in this world.
"The soul-catching bell made by great-great-grandfather clearly noticed a strange fluctuation, but when it came in, the fluctuation disappeared." Yang Sirui frowned slightly.
"The soul-catching bell is a truly perfect immortal weapon. Before entering here, the soul-catching bell could detect the fluctuation, but it disappeared after entering. This is quite strange."
"Uncle Ping An, have you noticed anything strange?"
Yang Ping'an also covered his spiritual consciousness in all directions. He is the real master of the reincarnation realm. He only needs one thought to escape from the void, but now he is on the heavenly road. He can only suppress the realm to avoid being defeated by the guardian of the heavenly gate. Expelled.
On the Heavenly Road, no one who has reached the point of being transformed into emptiness is allowed to enter. This has always been a rule.
"This space is very strange. It is certain that the Qing Emperor once did something here. The remaining aura of the Dao marks on the castle in front of you should belong to the Qing Emperor. Look," he stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, flicking his finger and a burst of fire. The road ahead was illuminated, "There is a trail of fresh blood there, and there are drag marks on the ground. As expected, someone should be walking in front of us, maybe dead." Yang Ping'an's words made several people shiver.
"There are more than one footprints on the ground. One of them is human, and the other is more like a monster or some kind of vicious beast."
Yang Nianxi swept away the dust on the ground. In the dark environment, his eyes flashed with thunder and flames. "There is also fresh blood in the dust. It should be human blood." He sniffed and confirmed.
"What should we do now? Continue to move forward and search for the Qinghuang's relics?" Yang Sirui asked.
Yang Nianxi opened his sleeves and revealed a mechanical watch on his wrist. He looked at the time and saw that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Yangmen in the Divine Realm was a blue planet from the lower plane. The planet was not big, but in Endless time has existed in the galaxy. They spent their teenage years there, and the technological civilization there was very developed.
Their fathers once came to this galaxy in order to protect the blue planet, and they followed the steps of the "gods" and started a new era.
"I sent a letter to Brother Ye. According to the time, they should be arriving soon. There are many dangers here, so it is better to wait for them for a while."
"The Qinghuang's ten cavalry and the Cheng family's bastards are inside, and he has no trump card. If the Cheng family's bastard uses the immortal weapon, he will definitely die!"
"So, I said to wait for him."
"Then have you agreed on a time? We can't wait here aimlessly forever, can we?"
"Uh..." Yang Nianxi scratched his head and smiled slightly awkwardly, "I haven't said anything yet, but he should be here soon."
"Wuyu, can you do something better?" Yang Sirui looked at his brother with disgust.
Facing his hurtful sister, the former could only smile.
"I don't understand why you had to call him."
"The reason is very simple. The news that he obtained the Huangquan Sutra in Huangquan Ancient Temple spread like wildfire, and many talented people were throwing olive branches to him. In the end, it was me who shamelessly brought him to our side based on my relationship with him. Anyway, We all have a common enemy."
"Underworld Sutra? Is it a very powerful sutra?" Yang Sirui looked curious.
"It's not very powerful, but it is a scripture that countless geniuses are fighting to get. Xuan Kong also went to Huangquan Ancient Temple to gain enlightenment from the vision, but in the end, only Brother Ye was the one who obtained this scripture."
"Even Xuan Kong failed, but he succeeded?" Yang Sirui smacked his tongue slightly, "You still didn't tell me what the Huangquan Sutra does!"
"The Underworld Sutra, also known as the Sutra of Saving Disasters, is said to be the only sutra in the world that can resist the power of decay. Acting on the Sutra of Underworld can resist the erosion of the power of decay." Yang Ping'an explained.
As soon as these words came out, all the Yang Clan disciples showed surprised faces.
