Ripples appeared on the dead sea surface, and the violent eyes at the bottom of the sea slowly opened.
Under the dark seabed illuminated by his eyes, there is a ferocious beast head as big as a mountain.
Phew~
The giant beast exhaled slightly, and the two invisible air currents spurted from its nostrils stirred the deep sea, turning into two hurricanes and tornadoes that rushed directly to the sea surface.
But in a blink of an eye, the sea surface turned into loneliness again.
The two breaths seemed to be stagnant in the sea water, slowly disappearing.
A trace of white light appeared in the ferocious scarlet eyes of the giant beast, and then evolved into a young man with white hair and white clothes:
"Thank you Qi!!!"
The sound of endless violence reverberated and spread on the bottom of the sea. Wherever it passed, the black sea rolled in waves, as if a volcano that had been accumulated for hundreds of millions of years was about to erupt.
"Um?"
Yan Xiake, who was setting up his boat, felt a chill in his heart. He felt an indescribable and huge terror suddenly descend on him, and he couldn't help but want to look back.
"No need to pay attention."
An Qisheng spoke calmly, and the ripples in his eyes subsided:
"If he still needs me to take action in his territory, then he won't be Xie Qi..."
Based on his perception, the movements of the 'hide' could not be hidden from him, but he didn't care.
Xie Qi is not dead yet.
How can a person who wears white shoes when wearing shoes and is obviously obsessed with cleanliness be willing to lose such face?
Phew~
As the words floated, the ghost boat crossed the sea.
Yan Xiake raised his head, and at some point, a dark coastline appeared under the dissipating fog.
arrive?
His thoughts changed in his mind, and the ghost boat had slowly stopped.
"call!"
Until then, Wei Shaoyou and Taoist Mingxin, who were still sweating, slowly opened their eyes, their faces turned pale, as if they had collapsed.
After staggering a few times, he stood up and looked around, as if he had lost his mind.
"The real person is right. This is indeed a blessing."
Looking at the two people, Yan Xiake was a little surprised.
Although the two men were in poor condition at this time, they were like pig iron that had been beaten and became more refined.
"Ancestor..."
The daze on Wei Shaoyou's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.
It was difficult for him to describe this feeling, tired yet relaxed, especially with this body. It seemed as if the last barrier had been peeled off, making his luck more satisfactory.
Phew~
An Qisheng didn't say much, his steps had already landed on the shore.
Without looking up, you can already see the Xiongcheng in the distance.
That city was huge, like an ancient behemoth crawling on the plain, spreading for thousands of miles from north to south, far beyond all the cities in the world!
This city is extremely high, rising from the ground to the sky. There is nothing higher in the Netherworld than anything else, just like the pillars of heaven that support the Netherworld!
All the cities in the world are far from being comparable to this.
From a distance, it looks like the sky pillar has been pulled out, and the sky curtain hangs down, dividing the earth into two.
More than spectacular?
An Qisheng was a little surprised, and Wei Shaoyou and others were completely shocked.
This is not just a city, but the core of this world, the hub of everything, the destination of the dead, and the restricted area for the living.
Nether City.
Woohoo~~~
Looking at the city from a distance, several people looked at each other with different expressions, and heard faint whimpering sounds coming from the void.
Sometimes low, sometimes high.
Every time it sounds, it makes people feel excited.
"Funeral song?"
Yan Xiake's heart moved, and a look of dumbfounding appeared on his skinless face:
"The way Netherworld welcomes you is really unexpected?"
Wei Shaoyou and Taoist Mingxin were also speechless.
Because, as the funeral song played, a few paper figures could be seen erratically carrying the sedan chair in the mist in the distance.
It rises and falls together, full of a strange sense of beauty.
Its speed seemed slow, but in fact it was a hundred miles in one step. Not long after, the eight pale and dull paper figures carrying the sedan stopped in front of everyone.
Following behind were a group of knocking imps.
The funeral song was played by these brats.
"We are here to greet Mr. An on the order of Master Qi."
Eight paper figures and all the little ghosts bent down:
"Please also ask Mr. An to get on the sedan chair."
There is only one sedan chair.
It was also An Qisheng who was invited.
Of course Yan Xiake and the others didn't have any objections, but when An Qisheng got on the sedan, these paper figures drifted away amidst the beating and beating of the little devils.
The expressions of several people changed.
A few of them, the ones with the lowest level of magical power, couldn't catch up with these little devils, paper dummies!
"How is this possible? How can it be lost?"
Wei Shaoyou's expression changed drastically. Looking far into the distance, he saw only the mist and no one in sight. They actually lost him!
Residence!
Yes!
and!
leave!
Got it!
Even though Yan Xiake had a skinless and fleshless body, he felt a little embarrassed.
What's more, Wei Shaoyou, a Taoist Mingxin?
The three of them looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
"No, this Netherworld is different from the human world. We made mistakes and couldn't reach the paper man even after taking thousands of steps. It's not because they are fast, but because I keep walking in the same place!"
After sensing it for a long time, Yan Xiake finally spoke:
"This is a ghost beating the wall!"
"How can ghosts fight against the wall to such an extent?"
Taoist Mingxin was a little surprised and confused.
Of course he wouldn't be unaware of ghosts breaking through walls, but that was only for ordinary people. The ascetics' sensitive perception could already decipher it, let alone their level of cultivation.
With their magical power and cultivation, even the Yuanshen could not see the slightest flaw after blinding their perception for so long.
"This is the Netherworld, and anything can happen."
Yan Xiake looked at Xiongcheng from a distance, but he knew it in his heart.
Although the city is visible, it is inaccessible.
Even though he is only one step away from the realm of Yuanshen, he is not qualified to meet Master Xie Qi.
He even suspected that even the soul might not be qualified to be received by Mr. Xie Qi.
Otherwise, those rumored great masters of the soul will never return.
"It seems that the seventh master only wants to see the ancestor..."
Wei Shaoyou calmed down on the surface, but there was a chill in his heart.
This Mr. Xie Qi is even more terrifying than the rumors say. Perhaps just as he guessed, he is no longer in the pure realm.
Ever since he came to this world and heard the legend about the Eight Lords of the Netherworld, he had always felt incredible in his heart.
The eight powerful beings who suppressed the emperor's cruelty before the old Heavenly Master actually left only the legend of "Netherworld Lord's Sacrifice" in later generations.
How could he not be filled with doubts?
In fact, during the thirty years that he followed Sa Wuling to patrol the world, he also continued to collect many legends and records of Emperor Tian's cruelty.
But the more he collected, the more incredible he became.
These eight people may have reached an extremely terrifying state, especially the Lord of Netherworld Mansion, who may have surpassed the destiny of heaven!
Phew~
A dark wind blew by.
Yan Xiake's heart suddenly moved, and when he looked back, he saw a sudden dark wind in the air, and while the fog rolled and exploded in the sky, a pale giant hand dropped from the sky and grabbed the three of them:
"The smell of strangers is so sweet and delicious!"
"court death!"
Wei Shaoyou was already angry, but when he saw the demon coming, he immediately had a channel to vent his anger.
With just a cold shout, rolling thunder pierced the sky and fell from the sky.
Facing the Patriarch, he was submissive, but that didn't mean he had no temper. In fact, he practiced the thunder method taught by Sa Wuling, and his attacks were the most violent!
Boom!
In an instant, thunder dragons tore through the dense fog, submerging the pale giant hand in an earth-shattering ghostly cry.
"The breath of strangers is indeed dazzling. After a while, demons and ghosts came to the door..."
Taoist Mingxin looked around and saw countless demons and ghosts squirming in the heavy mist.
roared,
Come attack!
...
The paper man carried the sedan chair, swaying, but moving very slowly.
Not long after, they arrived in front of Netherworld City.
"arrive!"
"Master An, please get off the sedan chair."
The little paper man bowed to greet him.
An Qisheng walked out of the sedan chair. A hundred feet away, there was the city wall as tall and majestic as a sky pillar.
Tsk~
At this time, the paper sedan and the eight paper figures turned into smoke and disappeared.
Piaoduan suddenly appeared in front of An Qisheng, turning into a paper bridge, leading directly to the city wall.
"Friend Daoist An has come from afar, but Xie Qi cannot welcome him from afar."
The clearer and purer sound flowed down like a spring, causing the endless mist surrounding the great city to retreat and dissipate.
"It's An who is causing trouble."
An Qisheng responded calmly.
At the same time, step on the paper bridge and go up the stairs.
The paper bridge was very stable, and An Qisheng walked very fast. It seemed that before the two of them had even finished their greetings, he had already seen the dragon-head-like gate tower on the city wall.
And in front of the city gate tower, two figures, one black and one white, sat with their backs facing each other.
The man in white is sitting north and facing south, and the man in black is facing north and sitting south. The two of them are close together back to back, as if they have become one and inseparable.
An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he already understood the mystery.
This Black Wuchang is neither alive nor dead, or in other words, already dead, but Bai Wuchang Xie Qi used his own source to forcefully pull him back.
But at the same time, Bai Wuchang and Xie Qi were also imprisoned on this city wall, unable to leave or even move.
Unfortunately, even so, Hei Wuchang's current state is almost the same as death.
It can be seen from this that Nether suffered heavy losses in that battle. The Eight Lords of Nether were almost completely wiped out, and the remaining Xie Qi was unable to leave Nether City.
It’s no wonder that the Yinsi City God system came to a standstill and was eventually disintegrated by Taoist Tianyi’s dragon pressure.
Tap tap tap~
After changing his mind, An Qisheng climbed up to the tower without stopping.
At this time, I saw the true form of Mr. Xie Qi. His voice and appearance were the same as those seen when Qin Wuyi died. The only difference was that Hei Wuchang, whose face was not visible behind him.
"Fellow Daoist An."
Xie Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at An Qisheng, with a complex expression of unknown meaning appearing on his face:
"Your road has come to an end."
The road has come to an end?
The yellow dog squatted on his shoulder and was originally looking at Mr. Xie Qi. Hearing these words, he was quite surprised.
It has been following the master for the longest time, so it naturally knows how terrible the progress of his master is. It seems to be progressing forever, how can there be an end?
But contrary to its expectations, An Qisheng nodded:
"It's the end."
He was calm and without any disturbance.
There is no end to practice, but the world is limited.
He is not cultivating the way of this world, but the realm may be different, but the level of power will not be much different. After the Qi seeds spread and replaced the aura of the mountains and rivers in the entire Central Continent, his power has reached the level of purity in this world. limit.
Even because the number of practitioners practicing the "Tai Chi Qi Zhong" in the world is increasing day by day, his power is still growing like there is no end.
This end is not his end, but an extremely subtle critical point.
The destiny realm in this world means 'to control the fate of all life like the sky'. This realm is enough to avoid the disaster of annihilation and survive until the next century.
He can even block the methods of "Heaven" like Lord Netherworld.
For example, suppress the emperor's cruelty.
Therefore, since Lord Netherworld, Junichi has come to an end.
God will not allow it.
In this world, the only place that can be promoted to the realm of destiny is the Netherworld!
The promotions of Xie Qi, and even the other giants in Netherworld, were all achieved in Netherworld.
However, it only exists in the netherworld.
Once a master of the Destiny Realm steps out of the Netherworld, he will inevitably face the "Ninth Level of Heavenly Punishment." Especially nowadays, it is not impossible to trigger the arrival of the Heavenly Punishment, or even trigger the disaster of annihilation to come to the world in advance.
"Originally, it's not impossible for you to use the Netherworld to fulfill your destiny..."
The cold wind blew, lifting Xie Qi's white hair at the temples, making his face look even colder:
"But, you finished killing the people I was supposed to kill...
What to compensate for? ! "
