Boom! !
The big mouth that covers the entire sky is opened, and the gate of the ghost gate is dark and dark, and there is an infinite terrifying attraction in it.
In an instant, the souls of the Yuanqi God, the Four Masters, the Four Great Gods, the Jingyuan Pope, the Peacock King and others were beating wildly, and even the soul of Gong Yangyu, who only cultivated the physical body, was being extracted from the body bit by bit.
The soul of the Maurya King was like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying in the wind and rain, and involuntarily moved towards the gate, roaring loudly:
"What kind of power is this! My soul is not under my control!"
Even the soul of the most powerful Yuan Qi God was flying towards there, shouting in fear:
"The Taoism of Taishangdao is about the universe, time and space. How come there is such incredible Taoism, which directly affects the origin of the soul of this god!"
Huhuhu~~
A group of people had no way to escape, roaring in fear, but they could not resist the attraction of the hell gate to their souls.
gate of hell.
This first transformation derived from Chen Xixiang's reincarnation path, after he traveled across all realms and cultivated it for an unknown amount of time, and with his current cultivation level, after he refined it from the origin seeds into a real building, It is no longer a noun.
Instead, it has truly become a hell gate in the underworld.
It has become the intersection that separates yin and yang, and has become the real door in the Taoist scriptures, absorbing all the ghosts in the world and sucking them into the underworld.
In the world of Yangshen, this world where the cultivation of ghosts, immortals and souls is the main system.
Guimenguan's restraint on the ghosts and ghosts is simply innate.
There is a kind of ghost, which must be under the jurisdiction of the underworld. It is a domineering mood that should be born in the gate of hell.
Hula~~
In an instant, the Yuanqi God, the four masters, the four gods, the Jingyuan Pope, the Peacock King, Gong Yangyu and others were all sucked into the ghost gate.
Woo woo woo~~
The Maurya King regained his sight and found that he and others had arrived in a large hall. In the hall stood a white-robed Taoist, looking at them indifferently.
"Dream God Machine!"
The first person to speak was Yuan Qi Shen, his voice trembling:
"What exactly is this place? Why can't I feel the flow of vitality?"
The God of Yuan Qi is a god born from the Yuan Qi of the universe. The blood of the five ancient god kings flows in his body. He can be said to be the son of Yuan Qi, but at this time he has completely lost his sense of Yuan Qi.
"This place is called Senluo Palace, also known as the Underworld. What you just entered is called the Gate of Ghosts. Once you enter the Gate of Ghosts, you cannot control your life or death."
Chen Xixiang's indifferent voice echoed in the hall, like thunder exploding in the hearts of many masters.
As he spoke, a black book appeared in his hand. After opening it, his eyes fell on the Yuan Qi Shen and he read:
"The God of Yuan Qi, the god of the Western Regions, was born from the Yuan Qi of the world, and his life span is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years..."
As Chen Xixiang spat out these lines of words without emotion, the handwriting appeared out of thin air on the ancient black book.
Yuanqi Shen suddenly felt that there was something extra in his soul, and it seemed that something was missing.
It was as if Chen Xixiang's words gave him a life-long connection with the black ancient book.
Every word he spoke was directly imprinted on the soul of Yuanqi God and marked.
A fear that penetrated the bone marrow appeared in the heart of Yuanqi God, and he shouted in horror:
"You, what did you do!!"
Chen Xixiang continued to turn to the next page, looked at Pope Jingyuan behind Yuanqi God, and continued to read:
"Xu Feihong, human, the Pope of Jingyuan Temple, was born in the central world of Tianwaitian, the adopted daughter of leader Xu Yi, and has a life span of five thousand five hundred and fifty years..."
boom!
This voice resounded in the heart of Pope Jingyuan, making her face turn pale:
"This! How did Meng Shenji know my details and origins!!"
Even the God of Yuan Qi doesn't know her identity as an undercover agent deployed by Xu Yi from the Central World to the Great Thousand World.
How did the person in front of me know this based on this ancient book? !
She quickly looked at the Yuanqi God with fear and fear, already prepared for the Yuanqi God to turn around and attack her, so that her heart was trembling crazily and desperate.
However, Yuanqi God had no idea about the origin of Pope Jingyuan at this time. A pair of eyes in the form of Yuanqi stared directly at Chen Xixiang's ancient black book and shouted:
"Hurry up and check this god's name out of that book! Quick! Check it out!!"
boom!
Because of an instinctive fear of the fonts on the book, the God of Yuan Qi crackled all over, so much so that he ignored the gap between himself and Chen Xixiang, and yelled as he sacrificed the twelve "Hunyuan Yuan Qi Relics" that he had cultivated with his life. , roaring and bombarding Chen Xixiang:
Three realms vitality cannon!
Twelve vitality relics trembled and swirled around, forming a large formation, and a beam of light quickly spit out from it.
An earth-shattering "cannon" sound quickly shook the hall, as if stars were exploding here. It was louder than any sound the Maurya King and others had heard in their lives.
However, just before this domineering and wild Taoist technique, Chen Xixiang didn't even raise his eyelids and said in a very slow tone:
"You are rude!"
Suddenly, several ghostly voices flooded the hall like a sea and a prison, as if they were ghost kings and generals in the underworld, gods created:
"Bold! How dare you act wild after entering Senluo Palace!"
At the same time as he finished speaking, several black whips stretched out from the hall and struck in the air, with white paper flying on them, like mourning sticks in the world.
Under this swipe, before the terrifying energy cannon could be blasted out, it was hit by several sticks in an instant. The energy it drew exploded and spread into a rain of light in the sky.
And the force of the castration continued unabated, and he hit the Yuan Qi God's Yuan Qi body hard.
Snapped! Snapped! …
Like a wicker blow, it struck directly into the depths of the soul of the Yuanqi God, causing the Yuanqi God to let out a horrific roar of pain:
"Ahhh! My soul! It hurts me too!!"
"this?!"
The Peacock King, the four masters and others looked at the dozens of mourning sticks hanging from the sky of Senluo Hall in fear, feeling that their souls were trembling in front of them, as if they had encountered a natural enemy!
"What kind of Taoism is this!!"
After receiving a hundred whips from the mourning stick, the God of Vitality fell on the ground of the hall withered, his soul trembling.
Chen Xixiang's eyes dropped indifferently, his tone remained slow, and he said words that Yuan Qi Shen will never forget:
"The Roaring Underworld, a hundred mourning sticks are a bargain for you, and you will lose another thousand years of life!"
With a stroke of his pen, the ancient black book turned to the page of the God of Vitality, and the number of "nine thousand nine hundred and ninety years" was added to the life span, and the number of one thousand years was immediately eliminated, turning it into "eight thousand years". Nine hundred and ninety years."
With this stroke, an invisible force immediately descended into the depths of Yuan Qi God's soul.
"Ahhhhh...the origin of my soul..."
The spirit god let out a long howl, as if his soul had been stabbed to the core:
"My life, my life..."
At this time, the souls of the Peacock King, the four masters, Gong Yangyu and others were almost turned into ice sculptures on the spot, trembling with despair:
"What? Raise your hands after being stripped of a thousand years! This! This!"
Seeing the reaction of Yuanqi God, they felt like they were in a dream, and it was the kind of nightmare that they would never forget.
When one has reached the realm of Yuanqi God in cultivation, one can clearly sense one's own longevity.
Shou Yuan, everyone has Shou Yuan, the Yang God will die at the end of his life, let alone them.
Each of them has reached a deep level of cultivation and can clearly feel the day when they will die, so the reaction of the Yuanqi God at this time shows that all this is true, and the lifespan of the Yuanqi God is really controlled by the ancient black book. .
"What the hell kind of book is this!"
Everyone was extremely frightened.
The Yuan Qi Shen was already lying on the ground motionless, like a dead chicken.
After Chen Xixiang punished the Soul God, he continued to flip through the ancient black book, his eyes falling on everyone else, as if he could see through everyone's past and present experiences.
The ancient black book kept turning, and under everyone's desperate eyes, all their names were written down one by one:
"Xinxuan, the demon, the Peacock King, was born as a peacock in the wilderness. Because of the Five Elements Taoism, he achieved four thunder tribulations, with a combined life span of 4,440 years."
"Fan Yuntao, this person is the sixty-sixth generation head of the Fan family..." "Wang Renyong, this person, the head of the Wang family..." "Sun Qian, this person, the head of the Sun family..." "Ji Shengde, this person, the head of the Ji family..." …” “Gongyang Yu, human being…” “Blood God, God…” “God of Hades…” “God of Dharma…” “Hercules of Jingyuan…” “Star eyes, demon…” “Saint Primitive……"
Every time a person's name is written on the ancient black book, that person feels that his life is no longer under his control, but is controlled by a line of words in the book.
"We...were enslaved..."
"The Dream God Machine controls our life and death through this book..."
Everyone realized this problem and felt their eyes darken.
After Chen Xixiang finished writing everyone's names, he closed the ancient black book with a "pop" and said calmly:
"It seems that you are all aware of what is going on now. Now your life and death are all in the control of this 'book of life and death'. I will not kill you, and will let you return to the earth. But from now on, you will have to Begin to believe in my Supreme Way, and they will have a common name, that is, the people of my Supreme Way country."
Book of life and death.
This is the 'divine object' that Chen Xixiang condensed in his soul after evolving the entire underworld world. It is similar to the "Tower of Taiyu" and the "Bell of Zhouji", but in his underworld, it is more powerful than The second art of the universe is even more incredible.
Just like just now, as long as the worldly soul enters the Senluo Palace, its past experiences will automatically be reflected in the Book of Life and Death, and then he will write down his true name tyrannically, and that person will be marked "Reincarnation in the Underworld" mark.
From now on, as long as he wants to kill someone, he can take away all the longevity of others with just one thought.
"Tai Shang Dao Kingdom..."
At this time, the Maurya King, the four masters and others were chewing on these four words, feeling shocked.
Daoguo!
country!
Just this one word explains everything.
"You want to replace Daqian and establish the Taoist dynasty in the world?"
Gongyang Yu’s heart was trembling.
"Why not?"
Chen Xixiang held the book of life and death in his hand, looked at Gong Yangyu, and said calmly:
"Gong Yangyu, you were the Yunmeng Martial Saint a hundred years ago. You joined Daqian because your longevity was approaching. Now your life and death are all matters that can be changed with a single thought. This sect leader only needs to With the stroke of a pen, I can add hundreds of years to your life."
"What, increase Yangshou..."
Everyone looked at the book of life and death in Chen Xixiang's hand, and their hearts trembled:
"It can not only shorten a person's lifespan, but also increase his lifespan? How is this possible? Yangshou is destined by God. Even the entire world will be destroyed one day. How can you do such an incredible thing?"
Chen Xixiang's eyes were calm, he held the book behind his back and smiled indifferently:
"The Great Thousand World? Yes, even the Great Thousand World will be destroyed one day, but what I want to tell you is that even if the Great Thousand World is destroyed, this place will not be destroyed!"
Looking at everyone here, Chen Xixiang said in a leisurely tone:
"Everything will pass away, only death will live forever. This is the destination of all the dead who are beyond the bounds of the world. The world has a limit of one yuan, which does not exist here. Your lifespan is recorded here, and you can continue to follow it after death. Resurrection here, reincarnation again, can even lead to the next yuan."
This is part of the characteristics of the King of Artifacts, the secret of the origin seed, which can avoid the collapse of the era of the world.
At this time, everyone who heard these words was in a trance and emotionally shocked.
From Chen Xixiang's words, they seemed to have extracted the core purpose that can represent everything in one sentence.
Whoever believes in me will have eternal life!
