At the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
The dark underground palace stretches as far as the eye can see, and the only source of light is the light of billions of stars leaking from the huge crack above.
Dozens of ancient bronze pillars with a height of hundreds of feet stand in this vast void, like the tombstone of a peerless powerhouse, reaching straight into the sky.
"... seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one."
"Sure enough, it is the eighty-one mathematics of the universe. It starts from one and ends at ten. The cycle is endless, and there is no limit to eternity, and the order is not chaotic."
On a copper pillar, there was a person standing silently with a starlight behind his back.
He was so quiet that he couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were shining, scanning the dim ancient temple.
In the shining starlight, the appearance of the underground palace can be vaguely seen, like the ancient emperor's sacrifice to the sky.
There are eighty-one ancient bronze pillars outside, standing around in a staggered pattern. On every ancient bronze pillar, there are iron chains that gather in the middle like pythons, and go straight into a misty void.
The inside is extended by the cross fish silk thread, and there are occasionally four sun god patterns, corresponding to the eight directions of Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun.
The underground palace is cold, and the cold air goes up the copper pillars.
The figure on the copper pillar raised his hand to strike a tactic to dispel the cold air, but he couldn't dispel the loneliness hidden in those eyes.
The man's face suddenly changed slightly, and a burning sensation spread from his left shoulder, like the fire of hell, burning all over his body.
A fiery cloud imprint projected from behind the left shoulder, looming a blood-like red awn!
"Did you feel it too?"
Yang Qingxuan laughed at himself, a little desolate.
This imprint appeared since he was six years old and has been with him for twenty-four years.
From being unknown to being famous all over the world, he was born and died, and aspired to be the grand master of martial arts in China. This imprint brought him supreme glory and power, but it also devoured his body like a demon.
"This underground palace is actually hidden under Kunlun Mountain. Is it my destiny?"
Yang Qingxuan coughed excitedly, with a sickly blush on his face, "I don't know who I am in my dream, a great master for thirty years? It's ridiculous, it's extremely ridiculous!"
With the emotional fluctuations, the power of the imprint burned his limbs and bones, and Yang Qingxuan frowned in pain.
"Success is like a storm, and failure is like a storm! This is my last chance. I must find my own life experience and find out the answer to this imprint!" He took a breath, ran wildly on the iron chain, and swept into the inner formation with a few breaths. .
Over the years, he even had a kind of fantasy, as if this body was never his own, and with the appearance of the underground palace in the dream, this feeling became more and more intense.
Suddenly, his footsteps froze, because he stopped too quickly, his feet were poured with true energy, and the iron chains made a "clang" sound.
Yang Qingxuan's pupils suddenly enlarged, and he saw a scene that he will never forget in this life!
The inner formation is extremely vast, as if in another space. On the ground like a plain, hundreds of millions of huge monsters were pierced through hundreds of holes by iron chains, locked in the center of the inner formation, and crawled on the ground!
And where all the beasts worship, there is a giant beast with a height of hundreds of feet, with its hands resting in front of its body, its weathered eyes staring at the sky filled with dark clouds, empty and lifeless.
Yang Qingxuan's body stiffened for a while, and it took a few minutes before he came back to his senses.
This formation is too frightening, all the monsters are punished by the sky, as if some kind of ritual sacrifice!
He has fought for three thousand miles, blocked millions of soldiers with a single sword, and smashed through green mountains and red cliffs. How has he ever seen such a strange and terrifying scene? !
Yang Qingxuan's eyes fell in front of the monster, and his eyes froze.
On the palm of the monster, there is a silver compass, shining with silver light, it is beautiful.
Yang Qingxuan's heart moved slightly, he stepped on the void, landed on the monster's palm in a few steps, and looked carefully:
The compass is shiny and transparent, with complex formations depicted on the outside and inside, and there are dots of silver light in it, ethereal and beautiful. Against the backdrop of the jet-black tray, the shards of silver on the tray seemed even more resplendent.
The most shocking thing is that those silver and white dots are not embellished, but are directly projected on the compass under the influence of the stars in the sky!
Yang Qingxuan lost his mind for a while, staring at the hundreds of millions of stars in the compass, his mind moved inexplicably, a term suddenly appeared in his mind, and blurted out: "Xingyupan!"
Before seeing this object, I had never heard the word "Xingyu Disk".
Shocked in his heart, Yang Qingxuan raised his hand as if lost in his soul, and gently touched the Xingyu plate, a cold feeling came into his hand.
Suddenly, there was a severe pain in the left shoulder, as if the soul was pulled out of the body.
Behind Yang Qingxuan, a ray of light rushed straight up, turned into purple awns and spread out, and the sun was like a wheel, shining angrily on the world.
The bodies of billions of giant beasts crumbled under the purple clouds, turning into dust and scattering away.
Yang Qingxuan's complexion was pale, and the power of the imprint finally lost control. The rays of light attracted the stars, and sent down the Brahma Thunderfire, which hit him.
In an instant, the Milky Way shone brightly, and sparks spread in the underground palace.
In this world-destroying power, a tall phantom loomed, unable to discern his face, but standing proudly between the heaven and the earth, looking up at the stars.
On this day, the Kunlun Ruins rocks collapsed, shaking the sky and the earth.
Above the clouds on the top of the mountain, a silver beam of light soared into the sky, straight into the primordial universe!
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