This sudden change was beyond everyone's expectations.
On the Kunwudu chariot, Chen Tingyan and others were immediately dumbfounded and could not react for a while.
Outside the eighteen levels of hell, the situation was in an uproar!
Because, at the moment when Jianchou was swept by the white storm, all the people who were paying attention to Jianchou with the Xuan Ring found that the space inside the Xuan Ring had turned blank!
I don’t know what Jianchou is doing, let alone what’s happening around me.
That feeling was as if a layer of cloth was used to cover Jianchou's tripod ring tightly, making it impossible for it to transmit any information to the outside world!
"What's going on?"
"Is there something wrong with the Xuan Ring?"
"But why is there no one on the Eight Ding Screen?"
"How can this be called seeing sorrow? Is this seeing a ghost?"
"What is Ding Zheng trying to do?!"
…
The entire 72 cities in the Extreme Territory were filled with curses and in an uproar.
At this point in the fight for the cauldron, almost all the spectators had been attracted by Jianchou and his group. Nearly 80% of the cultivators were paying attention to Jianchou!
Either the Xuan Ring is fixedly connected to Jianchou's Ding Ring, or through the Eight Ding Screen.
Therefore, at this moment in the Extreme Realm, as many as 80% of the Xuan Rings and Eight Ding Screens are connected to Jianchou!
Now it has turned into a blank
This matter became a big deal instantly!
There were ten major ghost clans on the eighteen floors. All those who hoped to profit from the fight for the cauldron were almost all blown away by this unexpected turn of events.
In the history of Ding Zheng, there has never been such a "Ding Jie accident"!
Logically speaking, this kind of thing should never happen!
Groups of bigwigs in power immediately became restless.
At this moment, there is no time to watch the fight between Kuiniu and the long-winged marten. The correct thing to do is to go and ask the Hell of Eight Directions!
At one time, countless messages flew to the center of the polar region—Banfang City!
Each message was followed by a long flame tail, like one rapid meteor after another.
However, when it was about to fly into the center of the Qin Guangwang Palace, it was blocked outside the magnificent gate by a dark purple light curtain!
Inside the palace, the eight Yama Kings gathered together.
At this moment, there was a hint of surprise and doubt on their faces, and even an unprecedented solemnity.
Emperor Song was the first generation emperor of the isolated island on earth. He was experienced in scheming and intrigue. At this moment, he stared at the blank light curtain and just raised his old hand and waved it!
"brush!"
A deep white soul light flashed, and the sinkhole scene that had disappeared before appeared on the light curtain again.
Kuiniu and Wanyin Fadiao were already fighting fiercely, neither of them giving in.
The Kunwudu chariot was shaky in the surging soul power and spiritual power. Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan and others had already taken out their full vigilance and each showed their own magic weapon.
But…
No worries!
The biggest "gimmick" in this year's competition has disappeared just like that!
The Ding Ring, Xuan Ring and Eight Ding Screens are a complete set of magical instruments specially made by Jiyuyu for Ding Zheng, which can connect the inside and outside of Ding Zheng.
The existence of this set of magical instruments is maintained by countless weapon-refining masters.
In nearly six hundred years, there has never been any mistake!
Emperor Song's eyes gradually turned cold. He looked at the hole that was blowing out an endless snow-white storm and said coldly, "There are too many strange things about this female cultivator. If I continue to stand by and watch, I'm afraid there will be endless disasters..."
King Qin Guang also had a solemn expression on his face.
He is the host of this year's Ding Competition, and accordingly, he also holds the "key" connecting all the Xuan rings and Ding rings in this year's Ding Competition, and can sense the situation of each holder.
But at this moment, he could not feel the presence of Jianchou at all!
It’s as if such a person just evaporated out of thin air!
Hearing Emperor Song's words, his face was as gloomy as water and he said nothing.
The urban king Jiang Chang who was standing next to him frowned slightly, and a look as misty as smoke passed across the cold eyes of Emperor Song, but he spoke softly.
"Although the Eighteen Levels of Hell are under our jurisdiction, their affairs involve the six realms of reincarnation."
"Since the Yin-Yang Realm Station of the Tenth Jiazi Period, the cultivators of the Nineteen Continents have not entered the reincarnation cycle. The human path of the Six Paths has been incomplete by half, and the reincarnation cycle is incomplete."
"Therefore, although we are the Lord of Hell, we cannot completely control this world."
"It is unknown whether this world will breed powerful demons or even produce a ninth Lord of Hell."
"This girl Jianchou has a soul bead of the Imperial Purple. Who knows, one day she might be able to sit on the same table with us, or stand shoulder to shoulder with us."
"Why should we interfere with the existence of destiny?"
Her voice has the gurgling sound of flowing water.
After listening to this, Emperor Song just looked up at Jiang Chen and said in a grim tone: "Your Highness the City King is kind-hearted, but there must be a thousand strange things about this woman. If something happens..."
The rest of the words disappeared in the final tone that contained hidden warnings and threats.
The atmosphere in the hall was tense to the extreme, and even felt like a showdown.
The other Yama Kings did not speak, but their eyes wandered between Emperor Song and the City King. Occasionally, some of them showed a thoughtful expression, which finally turned into a meaningful smile.
The eight Yama Kings of the eight Yama Palaces in Bafang City have never been united.
The eight Yama Kings each have different origins and backgrounds.
Some are born from heaven and earth, and are forged from chaos. They are existences similar to laws, such as the exalted King Qin Guang, the Lord of Hell in the First Palace.
Some are other beings born in the extreme domain, similar to demons, each with a different body.
Of course, there are more who later became ghost cultivators and rose to power. Emperor Song and the City King Jiang Chang are among them.
Due to their different backgrounds and interests, the eight kings of hell are never a monolithic group.
The conflict between Emperor Song and the urban king Jiang Chang has always been vague.
In fact, everyone is used to it.
There is no need to pay attention to today's incident.
Because they all knew that the person who really decided everything had not spoken yet.
Everyone's gaze wandered for a while, then returned to King Qin Guang.
The wide robes he wore gave him a heavy and majestic look.
King Qin Guang stared at the scene and at the bottom of the tiankeng. Suddenly, a blood-red light flashed in his eyes.
This level is the seventh level, Niukeng Hell.
If he remembered correctly, this tiankeng was the most terrifying "battlefield" in the battle between Yin and Yang ten generations ago, apart from the Yellow Spring where thousands of cultivators from Yashan perished...
He wanted to see what secrets this female cultivator had!
His eyes turned cold and instantly became real!
King Qin Guang's sight instantly penetrated through the numerous barriers and reached the tiankeng. Like a sharp arrow, it headed towards the wind tunnel at the bottom of the tiankeng...
An endless white hurricane blew out from the bottom of the pit, carrying with it a coldness and sharpness that could tear apart a person's soul.
King Qin Guang was not affected by these things.
However, at the moment his eyes touched the entrance of the wind tunnel, it seemed as if a spear pierced out from the cave - sharp and murderous!
"Bang!"
What a powerful impact force was that
King Qin Guang, who was sitting on the main hall of Bafang City, was immediately shocked and took a step back. The gaze he had just stretched out almost collapsed instantly!
In just such a split second, his deep pupils were already blood red!
"Your Highness Prince Qin Guang!"
Everyone in the hall was suddenly shocked!
King Qin Guang slowly covered his blood-stained eye, and suddenly smiled a bloody smile. His voice was hoarse and hoarse, but it contained a thousand kinds of thrills.
"It's the remnant of that thing..."
He slowly lowered his hand. The blood that had been stabbed by the "spear" disappeared from his eyes, returning them to a dark black.
***
In the tiankeng, things have gone completely haywire.
No one knew what deep hatred there was between Xiao Diao and Kuiniu, and they started fighting fiercely. They stepped on the Wanxiang Fighting Plate and thousands of Dao Seals, and leaped around in the tiankeng, determined to fight Kuiniu to the death.
Kun Wudu's chariot looked like a swaying boat for a moment.
But surprisingly, it didn't fall from mid-air...
Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan and others have already had a very good understanding of the various rules in this polar region.
The Kunwudu chariot had not fallen yet, and even the protective formation and the two crane wings were still open, which could only prove one thing -
I hope you are safe and sound!
An endless white storm blew up from the tiankeng.
Even if Chen Tingyan cursed a million times, all of them were swallowed back into his stomach.
They wanted to look for Jianchou, but they had no idea where he was. Moreover, they were too busy to take care of themselves at the moment, so how could they find time to look for him
The entire tiankeng has been transformed into an Asura hell due to the fight between the two beasts!
But at this moment, Jianchou can no longer feel all of this.
The snow-white bird claw that appeared in the storm carried with it a tremendous force that left her completely powerless to resist, not to mention the desire to resist!
It was as if the supreme existence between heaven and earth had turned into an ant in front of this claw!
Jianchou could only be dragged by the bird's claws and plunged into the wind tunnel at the bottom of the sinkhole.
At that moment, it was as if a layer of jade was broken.
Deep in her mind, there was a crisp "crash" sound.
It seemed to explode from within her soul.
Thus, all the noise heard in the tiankeng before disappeared, and the excitement of the struggle between soul power and spiritual power also disappeared completely. All the tense emotions seemed to have found comfort.
That feeling is like an adult turning into a baby again, returning to the arms of a newborn.
peaceful.
Peaceful.
There is a taste of home.
It was as if the whole person had turned into a soft feather.
Jianchou felt himself being supported by a gentle force, slowly descending, with his feet stepping on the hard ground.
“Huahua…”
In the silence, there seems to be the sound of gurgling water.
Jianchou slowly opened his eyes.
All I could see was darkness.
The only light in the entire space came from the snow-white bird claws that had just grabbed her.
However, the moment she landed on the ground, the bird's claws had already let go of her, and she turned into a snow-white light spot like sand, which scattered into the surrounding darkness.
Therefore, Jianchou was able to use it to see the surrounding situation clearly.
This turned out to be a cave.
It was too dark around her, so she couldn't tell how big it was. She could only use the scattered light to see the dark blue stalactites hanging from the high dome. They were natural and beautiful, just like beautiful jade.
The ground beneath my feet was a little damp.
From the tips of the stalactites, drops of water flow down extremely slowly, gathering into puddles of water in the low-lying areas.
The snow-white bird claws spread out and turned into spots of light, which then floated over.
Just like fireflies in the dark night.
Some continued to drift deeper and farther, while others fell slowly like dandelions, landing on the ground and on the accumulated water...
Then, in this cold and silent darkness, a wonderful scene suddenly appeared before Jianchou's eyes!
Right in front of us, those falling spots of light were slowly gathering together and flowing into the deeper darkness ahead!
Like a flowing river of stars!
"Hua La La..."
The faint sound of water became a little clearer at this moment.
Jianchou was so distracted for a moment that he almost forgot that he was still fighting in the cauldron.
But soon, she recalled it, and her vigilance was increased to the extreme.
Subconsciously, she immersed her mind into the tripod ring.
A blank!
I can’t even see the nebula scroll!
At that moment, Jianchou's heart trembled!
The previous peace and tranquility were completely stripped away from her body and heart.
His eyebrows slightly frowned, and Jianchou raised the Six Meridians Divine Mirror in his right hand, which was suddenly raised high, emitting a gentle, light golden light.
The surrounding environment suddenly became clearer.
It still cannot illuminate the boundaries of this space.
However, the true appearance of the place where the "galaxy" converged was revealed.
The ground is full of potholes and rocks.
However, about three meters away from where she was standing, there was a narrow underground river that emerged from the ground. The cold river water flowed along the shallow ravine towards deeper areas.
Spots of light like fireflies scattered into the water.
The "galaxy" that Jianchou saw just now was formed by these light spots falling and flowing away with the water...
The light of the Six Meridians Divine Mirror can penetrate very little darkness, and the range it can illuminate is too narrow.
In this space, it is not even as bright as the galaxy.
Jianchou stood there without moving a single step.
But her gaze followed this dark river, flowing towards deeper and deeper darkness.
The light spots formed a galaxy, which went farther and farther away along with the flowing dark river. Everything along the way was dotted by the light and gradually revealed.
Jagged rocks...
The uneven surface...
Strange stalactites...
It goes on forever, as if there is no end.
This thought suddenly popped up in Jianchou's mind, but the next moment, she discovered something strange in front of her -
The dark river with floating spots of light originally flowed in an almost straight path.
When the light spots converge, they become like a ray of light, marking its trajectory.
However, when it flows to a distance of 100 meters, it suddenly tilts downward, just like a straight line suddenly bending.
Jianchou was stunned.
Then, the galaxy flowing downwards illuminated the narrow space around it!
It turned out to be a hole!
Compared to the boundless vast space around it, it is so narrow that even the not very bright light of fireflies can reflect its outline.
It is less than three meters wide and high.
The still bumpy surface was inlaid with countless dark black stones, and each stone had honeycomb-like holes!
Faintly, there were gusts of breeze flowing out of the cave...
"This is… "
Jianchou opened his eyes wide and couldn't help holding his breath, but his heart was beating like a drum!
Batu Caves!
Such a familiar structure!
Such a familiar feeling!
She once went into such a cave, 1,300 feet deep, and practiced the fourth level of "Human Instrument" Black Wind Bone Pattern, and comprehended "Riding the Wind".
How can I not be familiar with it
The Batu Caves in the 19th continent!
There is also a Black Wind Cave in the polar regions!
So, where will this hole lead to
Jianchou's breathing became a little rapid.
The soul power flowing in the body is like a rushing river, crashing into the huge rocks blocking the way, causing endless waves!
At that moment, she couldn't control her steps.
Step by step, she followed the flowing "river of stars" towards the cave at the end. The closer she got, the more clearly she could hear the sound of rushing water coming from the cave.
When I was in this space, the sound of water was still gurgling;
As the terrain changed and sloping downward, the speed of the water flow increased and the sound of water hitting rocks became louder.
Jianchou stood at the entrance of the cave.
The breeze that brushed past my face carried with it an aura that was completely different from the entire polar region!
What a long-lost breath!
The moment he felt it, Jianchou felt his eyes warm up!
She had forgotten why she came here. There was only a huge voice, accompanied by a heartbeat like a drum, roaring in her heart!
Step over it!
Step over it!
Go out from here, and you will reach the Nineteen Continents, the Central Region, and...
It’s Yashan!
It was a desire that was extremely strong!
How can one resist this call from within the heart
She obeyed her own wishes and finally took that step—
“Crash.”
He took a step into the water, splashing some water.
The starlight swayed in the water, illuminating Jianchou's tall and slender figure, but her face became hazy in an instant.
“Hula!”
At that moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up from the bottom of the unfathomable cave and hit my face!
Then, Jianchou smelled that familiar scent.
The heavy darkness before my eyes was suddenly dispelled, and there was a bright light shining from the bottom of the cave, carrying a worldly air.
That feeling is like returning to the mortal world from the Nine Netherworld!
Endless phantoms, along with the rising clear light, swept in!
Jianchou's mind seemed to be blown up by the strong wind and sucked into the depths of the cave, passing through the long and narrow corridor to the other end of the cave...
She seemed to have realized the meaning of "riding the wind" and seemed to have become part of the wind.
So, he got out of the dark and cramped cave and instantly found himself in the bright and clear world.
The sky is clear and the air is fresh, with a gentle breeze.
The vast land of the Nineteen Continents spread out before her eyes like a long scroll of ink painting. Thousands of mountains and rivers overlapped into flickering shadows, flying past her eyes with vast smoke.
They are paintings and old friends!
It is the last island of the Thirteen Islands on the Immortal Road.
A handsome young man in a dress embroidered with flowers, holding a gaudy peony in his hand, flew across the sky.
It is the West Sea Square where the Nine-Layered Heaven Monument stands.
Qian Que, who was waving the golden abacus, fell to the ground with a "bang", and a mercury sword pierced his shoulder!
The man holding the sword was wearing a light purple dress and had a sneer on his face!
It was Gu Qingmei, the daughter of Kunwu Elder Gu Pingsheng!
It is the White Moon Valley before dawn.
In the dark forest, Xiahou She, dressed in a blood-red robe, stumbled on the mountain path.
His face was pale, with a vertical scar between his eyebrows. Deep red blood was dripping down his nose. On his chest, there were two wounds so deep that the bones could be seen, and the flesh and blood were blurred!
In the deep valley at the end of the mountain path, Lu Xiangjing sat cross-legged in front of the medicine house, her moon-white sleeves scattered on the ground, as cold as her eyebrows...
It is the notorious "City of Chaos" in the Central Region, the Sea of Stars of Tomorrow.
The huge basin, wrapped in the night, has not yet woken up.
In the dirty dark alley, Zuo Liu, holding a jade letter, hid behind a tattered door panel. Sweating profusely, he endured the pain and pulled out the cold thorn stuck in his right arm.
There was not a single pedestrian on the long, deserted street ahead.
There was only a roar like a tsunami coming from afar...
Qu Zhengfeng, who rebelled against Yashan, stood on the top of the lonely city in Mingri Xinghai, staring at the skinny old man in gray opposite him and drawing his sword!
A black robe with gold weave was blown by the strong wind at dawn.
Amidst the trembling of the sword, he already had the arrogance of a Sword Emperor!
Seeing that he was in a trance, he became extremely sad.
She wanted to stay and watch the battle that was about to begin, to see how strong he was now, but the strong wind blew her away, passing through the corner of Qu Zhengfeng's fluttering gold-woven robe!
Heading west...
It’s the Central Region.
It’s Zuo Sanqian!
It is the mighty Jiutou River flowing by!
The light of the morning sun fell on the surface of the river where she and Zhou Chengjiang had a fierce night battle.
Fudaoshanren stepped on a reed and rowed from one side of the river to the other. He was wearing a greasy and dirty dark green Taoist robe, and the original color could not be seen.
He took a sip of the wine in the gourd, and then poured it out!
So, all the fine liquor in the wine gourd was poured into the main stream of Jiutou River...
There was no trace of smile on his face.
Only that emotionless gaze was cast towards the highest point of Kunwu...
As a result, Jianchou's mind drifted away without any control over her.
That is the Palace of the Heavens, suspended above the clouds.
In the broad sea of clouds square, Wu Duan, the third disciple of Zhenren Hengxu, walked hurriedly with a solemn look on his face, jumped down from a great height, and went along the mountain path towards the desolate back mountain.
There are several unbloomed pear trees on both sides of the road.
Shaded by trees, the secluded path is carved out of the rocks and covered with green moss.
The waterfall flows down from the high cliff, splashing water and flashing silver light.
A simple wooden house built on the cliff opposite the waterfall.
The wooden steps in front of the courtyard were covered with sparse fallen leaves, as if no one had swept them for a long time, and no one had come and gone for a long time. There were copper locks on the two doors, but they were not locked, just ajar.
Through the gap in the door, one could vaguely see the furnishings inside the house.
On several rows of antique shelves, rare ancient books were placed neatly; on the long desk, writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone were spread out, but the blank rice paper was blown away by the wind and scattered all over the floor.
A light green bamboo curtain was rolled up, separating the inside and outside of the house.
Behind the bamboo curtain, there is a vague silhouette of a person sitting cross-legged...
Jianchou was suddenly stunned.
There was an inexplicable chill that crawled all over her body and made her heart tremble!
Riding on the long wind that penetrated the mountains and forests, her consciousness quietly entered the house...
There is a one-foot gap between the bamboo curtain and the ground.
Through this gap, you can see a piece of plain green clothes spread on the ground, and next to the cushion is a one-foot-long ink ruler, which looks like stone but not stone, and like gold but not gold.
A hand as slender as a jade reached out and gently picked up the ruler...
At that moment, all the voices in Jianchou's mind exploded!
Inside my heart, there is nothing else except the surging murderous intent!
She almost subconsciously wanted to swing the Six Meridians Divine Mirror and the Four Symbols White Jade Crown in her hands, but at this moment, a tearing pain suddenly appeared in her soul!
“Crash!”
All the wandering thoughts and minds curled up into a ball at this moment!
All the overlapping illusions of truth and falsehood shattered like mirrored glass at this moment!
Everything is just a matter of landing!
In front of Jianchou, there were no Nineteen Continents or Kunwu Cliff Mountain, only that dark and deep cave that led to nowhere!
"boom!"
An extremely terrifying repulsive force surged out from where she stood!
How can one resist the sorrow
The whole person was almost like a clay puppet, being knocked away in an instant, and with a "bang" he fell into the ravine where the underground river flowed behind him!
“Crash!”
The sound of water ripples and the stars shatter!
Dark white blood instantly spurted out from all over her body, staining half of the dark river!