Netherworld never shines.
Absolute darkness, absolute darkness, when some people were still low in cultivation, it was difficult to even see the nether world without the help of someone's blood special effects.
So there is no day or night, never the same.
The only thing that can judge the time a little is that the spiritual energy of Chenshi is a little fresher, but the dark quietness gives people the illusion of aura, floating in the void.
It's beautiful, but also cold.
After living in this kind of place for a long time, Qin Yi's face was pale and ghostly when he first met Meng Qingying.
It wasn't cute at all back then, and it was bad.
The cultivators cultivated in this environment generally have some psychological problems... Meng Qingying looked back on her past, and compared with the present, she has changed a lot. First, it blends with the memory of her previous life, neutralizing Fenghuang's grandeur, and secondly Yes... I fell in love with Qin Yi and felt warm.
She didn't want to do things that Qin Yi didn't like, and slowly she became cute and kind.
Some people may think that it is no longer Meng Qingying, it is no different from others, and it has become Qin Yi's pendant... It is a matter of choosing to be a member of the group. Personality convergence and group convergence, others do not understand the meaning of this convergence , what does it matter
She knew that she was still Meng Qingying. Just like the others around him, his nostrils are not that big, and he is wise and tacit.
Before Qin Yi, she had never felt the warmth from other people, not even from the real Jade... The battle for succession was cold, and she stood out from the dead, and the real Jade passed on according to the promise... But it was an obligation, a sect Inheriting the proper procedures, talking about the relationship between master and apprentice, etc., is too expensive.
But it is undeniable that the inheritance of kindness and righteousness is still there. In the past 20 or 30 years, the power and resources are all available. It is a matter of commitment, even if it is only a previous life cycle... Meng Qingying still feels that she should be better to her master, at least not casually. The idea of putting out this ticking time bomb is wrong.
I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.
This time, Master has concealed a lot of things, which makes people feel very strange... But she still gave Master enough trust and did not go to the bottom of it. She believed that Master was not blind and would give feedback.
Maybe it's just wishful thinking, this kind of fool is often disappointed... But everyone is a fool, so be a fool again.
The most pleasing thing is that Qin Yi fully supports him, without even the slightest objection or question.
As long as she thinks it's right, do it, and he'll just try to help.
All fools.
Meng Qingying sat cross-legged on the high place of the altar, her long hair floating like a cloud without wind.
On the altar, the blood-colored texture became bright and bright again, as if something was awakening and reviving.
The dragon's soul was suspended in the front of her in a spherical shape, and there seemed to be a strange distortion of light and shadow on the altar, like a painting that was slowly stretched into an abstraction.
That is the spirit is being integrated into the plane.
The abyss dragon is the original creature of the netherworld, and it was a creature of the nether overlord level before being beheaded. This kind of soul is obviously very suitable for its use. Combined with the many Netherworld top treasures that Yaoguang found from the heavens, it is very likely that this time it will become... I guess it is almost, after all, the level of this magic dragon has not reached the open sky, anyway, even if it is not possible, Ju Yunxiu, who was hiding nearby, threw the picture scroll. Netherworld melts in, that's definitely enough.
Meng Qingying was fully confident that this time it would definitely succeed.
Nether itself has never been the key issue.
But she still had a vague sense of unease in her heart, and she knew that something would change. Half of the mind is in sacrifice, and the other half is always alert to where the change is.
Not far from the altar, a palace is completely hidden in the void. This is not invisibility at all, but a magical power of spatial phase. Tassel moved his emperor's palace from the rift to be everyone's mobile fortress, and everyone hides inside. , together with phase concealment.
Everyone can also feel the same sense of unease as Meng Qingying.
"Bangbang, can outsiders be able to sneak in from the underworld?"
"The possibility of smuggling exists. After all, the Nether is cracked like this. There are so many fissures in the void, and maybe one of them can be directly connected. But this kind of investigation is very difficult, that is, which fissure can I find? You can't find it for thousands of years."
Qin Yi said, "Can't people change the flow of time?"
Yao Guang shook his head: "Impossible, although he is also proficient in time and space... But if such a crack corresponds to the void of the universe, it is everywhere in the universe, who can cover the change of time flow so widely? If you do, he is already above the Qing Dynasty, everyone might as well wash and sleep."
Qin Yi pondered: "At least it can be proved that he does not have a lot of things in his mind that we can change the flow rate cultivation?"
Liusu Yaoguang glanced at each other and said a little embarrassedly: "generally... he doesn't think we can cooperate so well."
"Cough... This is unreliable. Even if I don't think so, there must be a plan, right? For example, guessing that we have not recovered to the peak, but we are also prepared for what to do once we recover?"
"Well... that's natural, he's not stupid."
Qin Yi cast his eyes on Meng Qingying's position and whispered, "So, this battle may not be easy..."
Tassel said: "This is another matter. In any case, he will always come in and take a look. Smuggling through the Nether is the best way. It can directly avoid our core scope and do things from the outside. Maybe he doesn't need to fight with us, he thought. What we have to obtain is the root of this world, and once we have obtained it, we will run away, and it is meaningless to how strong we are.”
Yaoguang said: "If he can come in, then there must be an inner ghost that has enlarged the space rift."
No one said anything. This kind of speculation has long been circling in everyone's heart. Otherwise, why would the entire army be ambushed here... It was already in my heart that the real Yuren was going to jump back.
It's just that I couldn't bear to tell Meng Qingying that you should arrest your master first... Just guessing without evidence would "would rather kill by mistake", and everyone's three views could not be expressed.
Just be prepared.
As Meng Qingying's ritual of sacrificing and refining was carried out, every fracture on the Nether plane that was visible to the naked eye began to heal, as if a human wound was stitched up, and new flesh and blood slowly grew, smoothing it out. scars.
The disintegrating Nether slowly becomes one again.
And the void cracks that originally spread between the cracks of the plane were also squeezed out one by one like bubbles, and there were fewer and fewer.
If it is completely complete, then there is no room for smuggling.
And as the soul of the dragon merged into the underworld, the long-depleted Styx River bed seemed to have begun to flow, that is, the aura river bed began to melt water, from the almost solid "dead water condensation", into living water again, starting from Wangchuan , flowing into the sea of blood.
The sea of blood is no longer a combination of withered flesh and blood, and gradually filled with blood, far away from the secluded sky.
Nether is about to "live".
"Not enough." Meng Qingying was quietly transmitting a voice: "I still feel a little bit weaker, Sister Yunxiu, I'm going to use that simulated Westward Journey to the Underworld, right?"
Ju Yunxiu's voice transmission: "It's just for you, do you have to ask that?"
Meng Qingying said: "This one that simulates Journey to the Underworld is fine, it's mainly your picture scroll, I'm a little reluctant to use it, I always feel..."
Before he finished speaking, a gap that should have been closed suddenly widened in the void in the distance.
The corpse of the abyss dragon that should have been disposed of by Vientiane Sen Luozong hovered in the void, roaring in the sky.
The rocks in the void collapsed, like planets in the universe colliding, blowing up the entire nether world and shaking the mountains, the plane was crumbling, and there was almost the illusion of breaking away from the Three Realms.
The terrifying and unparalleled energy, the strange meaning that is incompatible with this world, instantly diffuses and fills the world.
There seemed to be laughter in people's ears, as if in the sky and in their hearts.
There was a little disappointment in Meng Qingying's eyes, but her expression was still calm: "Puppet replacement, Yuanshen has come, and aliens have come."
"Boom!" The abyss dragon swooped in and went straight to the altar.