The Ten Directions Heaven Realm, the Seventh Heaven Realm...
Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and a vast palace lay across the endless clouds. It seemed to emerge from the unknown place of eternity, surrounded by an extremely gloomy atmosphere, as if it was the kingdom of death.
Rumbling, an invisible and terrifying force scattered from the vast palace in the clouds, falling to the earth like rain. In an instant, the entire Seventh Heaven Territory was swept by wind and dust, with wisps of black arcs intertwined out, and ten Space cracks appeared in Fang Xukong, forcing every living monk in this world into them.
"Damn, what's going on?!"
"what happened?!"
"No!"
Many monks were shocked, angry, and horrified. One after another, they were sucked into the space cracks emerging from this world. It was impossible to compete and resist the terrifying suction force that swept out from the space cracks.
The clouds rolled like ocean waves, and the vast palace stretched across the sky, standing within the clouds, like a temple of death.
"Jiyin Palace."
In the seventh heaven, on the top of a single peak, an old drunkard dressed in white robes sat lazily on a big rock, looking up at the vast palace in the sky, talking to himself, and pouring wine into his mouth with a wine gourd. The aroma of wine overflows.
Above its head, a silver image of the Four Elephants rotates, with wisps of silver divine light hanging down. Although there are dozens of terrifying space cracks around it that can swallow everything, it has no effect on it at all. The image of the Four Elephants above his head seemed to isolate everything between heaven and earth.
Sitting on the big rock at the top of the single peak, while looking at the Jiyin Temple in the sky, while pouring strong wine into his mouth, the old drunkard's expression was lazy and casual, as if he was watching a big show, without any emotion on his face. .
"Woo!"
The black wind roared all around, as if it was angry because it failed to involve the old drunkard into the space cracks. For a moment, more and more black space cracks appeared in the nearby void, and more than a hundred appeared in the blink of an eye, and, The suction force inside became more terrifying and appalling.
The old drunkard looked at the pitch-black Jiyin Temple in the sky. A second picture of the Four Elephants appeared above his head, with more silver divine radiance hanging down. More black cracks appeared around it, but it still failed to cause any damage to it. Influence.
The two images of the Four Elephants overlapped and the divine radiance intertwined. It seemed that nothing in this world could shake him.
However, at this moment, the old drunkard with a lazy face suddenly shook his body slightly and stood up from the big stone. The lazy expression on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the wine gourd in his hand was even more... The click was shattered by a strong force, and the strong drink was scattered everywhere.
"Qingxuan!"
Two words floated out of the old drunkard's mouth, and in his originally somewhat unfocused eyes, two bright divine lights shot out, directly shattering a large space.
Looking at the pitch-black Yin Palace in the sky, at this moment, the old drunkard's eyes became extremely bright and scorching, and his tall and straight body even trembled slightly.
Just now, for a vague moment, he felt an extremely familiar wave of soul power in the Jiyin Palace in the sky. He would never forget that kind of soul power. It was the original soul power of his beloved woman who once passed away.
"Do you still have a soul in the world?! There is your soul in the Jiyin Palace!"
The affirmative voice floated in the air. The old drunkard's body trembled slightly, and his eyes became brighter, as if he saw a bright light in the dark space. The excitement on his face was difficult to hide, and he couldn't hide it at all.
The four-image divine image above his head disappeared in an instant. He looked at a black crack in front of him and stepped into it.
Darkness enveloped the field of vision, and nothing could be seen. The next moment, its figure appeared in a drowsy space between heaven and earth.
The ground is red and yellow, and there are wisps of mist floating in the air. It is cold and seeping. There are many monks in this place, and everyone has panic on their faces.
"Is it really the legendary Jiyin Temple?! We were involved in the Jiyin Temple?!"
"Damn it, this is the most terrifying restricted area of life in the legend, ruining the endlessly powerful ones! I... How could we get involved in this! Damn it! Damn it! What should we do now? How do we get out?!"
Most of these monks are not weak in energy and spirit, but when they knew that this place was inside the legendary Jiyin Temple, they were all panic-stricken. It was really that the legendary Jiyin Temple was too terrifying and no one could do it. Not afraid.
The old drunkard stood on the surface of this place, not paying attention to the other monks living in this place. His eyes were full of bright light, and his powerful spiritual thoughts were exploring the location of Qingxuan's soul power in this space.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a bell suddenly rang, coming from the depths of this space, instantly rolling up a large cloud.
In an instant, all the monks who were panicking about "how to escape" were stunned in this place. They all looked blankly into the depths of this space, as if they had lost their souls. His expression became dull, and then he was like a puppet on strings, mechanically walking towards the depths of this space.
The old drunkard stood there, the faint sound of bells ringing in his ears, rushing into the sea of consciousness, causing his body to tremble slightly, as if it was trying to take away the mastery of his body, very domineering. However, at the next moment, his eyes shone with light, and vague traces of the Four Elephant Gods flashed in his eyes. Then, his expression returned to normal in an instant, and the faint ringing of the bell still echoed in the tenth century. Square space, but it can no longer have the slightest influence on it.
"over there!"
The old drunkard raised his head, not paying attention to the monks in this place who had lost themselves because of the faint ringing of the bell. He looked straight towards the direction where the bell was coming from, and the light in his eyes became even brighter.
Just now, he sensed the fluctuation of Qingxuan's soul power again, right in the direction from which the faint bell was ringing.
Looking in that direction, he took a direct step and moved, one step at a time, moving in this space like a ghost. He was extremely fast, crossing endless distances in an instant.
Soon, a huge palace appeared in front of it. The palace was dark and secluded, intertwined with simplicity and vicissitudes of life, as if it had existed forever, like a wild beast lying on the ground.
"Boom!"
The faint ringing of bells came from the huge palace.
At the same time, on the horizon, a dense crowd of monks came mechanically, with numb and dull expressions. They walked into the palace in front of them one by one, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
When the old drunkard came here, his eyes fell on the huge palace. Without any hesitation, he stepped directly into the palace along with the monks who had numb expressions.
Qingxuan's soul power fluctuations came from this palace.
The main entrance of the palace was dark and tall. The old drunkard stepped into it and entered the palace in a blink of an eye. The air instantly became colder.
Looking around, the palace was unexpectedly vast. The space seemed dark, and it was difficult to see how far out there were. There was only one palace passage leading straight forward. This palace passage is very wide, at least dozens of feet wide. It is paved with a number of strange blood stones and jade. At first glance, the palace passage looks like it has been stained with blood, which is very permeable.
The old drunkard walked into the palace, his eyes were bright, looking into the depths of the palace, and stepped straight towards the depths.
There were many armored figures wandering around the palace, all holding rusty spears, like undead warriors. When they saw the old drunkard moving at high speed, they seemed to have seen something strange, and they immediately started to move.
"Keng!"
The clanging military cries echoed in all directions, and dozens of armored undead soldiers rushed towards the old drunkard. The rusty spears in their hands stabbed the old drunkard like a powerful artifact, as if they could easily penetrate everything in the world. Lose.
The old drunkard's expression did not change at all, as if he did not see these armored undead soldiers rushing towards him. The four-image divine image appeared and intertwined beside him. His speed did not change at all, and he continued to stride towards the depths of the palace.
Dozens of armored undead soldiers who were rushing towards the old drunkard suddenly stopped at the same time, standing on the spot one by one, moving their heads mechanically, scanning the surroundings of this place, and they all looked confused as if they had lost their pursuit target.
On both sides of the blood-colored stone road, forest temples stood horizontally, each several feet high, and surrounded by a sinister aura. It seemed that there was an extremely terrifying ghost in each forest temple, as if it could rush out at any time.
"call!"
The sinister wind swept across this blood-colored stone road. The windows of the forest temples on both sides were blown loudly by the sinister wind. Inside, pairs of blood-colored pupils opened, intertwined with the poisonous blood evil fluctuations, which was extremely frightening.
The old drunkard was walking on the blood-colored stone road like a ghost, and he was naturally seen by the pairs of blood-colored pupils in the forest hall. At that moment, a forest roar resounded, and blood-colored ghost claws came out from the forest hall, and the evil energy was overwhelming. , heading towards the old drunkard, obviously treating the old drunkard as a delicious prey, and wanted to capture him into the palace and devour him.
The old drunkard moved quickly, his expression unchanged, his eyes just looking straight at the depths of the palace.
At the same time, his thoughts moved slightly, and the four-image divine image above his head vibrated, and suddenly transformed into thousands, carrying the power to seal everything and annihilate everything, and struck at the bloody ghost claws that swept over.
The divine map buzzed, the silver light intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the bloody ghost claws.
Immediately, with a hissing sound, the bloody ghost claws were shattered one after another, and pitch black blood was sprinkled on the bloody stone road.
"Well!"
From the forest halls on both sides, piercing screams could be heard. More ghost claws came out to grab the old drunkard, and the forest atmosphere became more intense.
Obviously, those evil spirits in the Forest Hall had just suffered a loss at the hands of the old drunkard, and now they all became furious.
The old drunkard's expression remained unchanged, and the Four Symbol Gods transformed into thousands of images, sweeping across all directions, shattering the bloody ghost claws one after another. His pace was not affected at all, and it didn't take long for him to cross the range of the bloody stone road. Only the shrill and sharp roars of violence were heard from the forest hall on both sides of the blood-colored stone road behind him, and the gloomy energy was soaring into the sky.
Crossing the bloody stone road, there is a dark wasteland ahead, with blood-colored mountains sitting on the horizon.
There are such mountains in the palace, which seems a bit strange. However, the old drunkard's expression has never changed, and he doesn't care about it. His eyes just fall deeper into the palace, and he moves towards the depths step by step. He moved somewhere because he clearly felt that Qingxuan's soul power was coming from that position.
The bloody mountains were left behind one by one. In front of them, nine tall headless ghost corpses were walking on the surface, like the head of the death guard in this palace. Their aura was countless times more terrifying than the previous armored undead soldiers. The aura of death beside him was surging like a rolling Milky Way.
The silver figure of the Four Elephants above the old drunkard's head turned a blind eye to the nine headless ghost corpses in front of him. Every step he took left an afterimage, turning into a silver wind, directly passing between the nine headless ghost corpses, and continuing towards the palace. deep.
The nine headless ghost corpses paused for a moment, as if they sensed something or had some kind of illusion. Just like the armored undead soldiers before, they all looked dazed and dazed, and then they started walking nearby again. When he stood up, he really looked like the captain of the Death Guard patrolling this space, adhering to his duties here.
The silver image of the Four Elephants on the old drunkard's head left a trail of afterimages in the palace, and he headed straight towards the deepest part of the palace. Along the way, he encountered many evil spirits, but he It was as if they had not seen him. The four-image divine image above his head seemed to completely isolate him from the palace.
Soon, two hours passed. A huge green suspension bridge was crossed, and the black mountains that looked like the corpses of true divine dragons were left behind. Then, a large canyon appeared in front.
The Grand Canyon is not deep, about ten feet, but the scope is very vast, and the mist of death rolls in it like ocean waves, surging. Looking down, there were densely packed figures standing in the Grand Canyon, all covered with armor. They were no different from the armored undead soldiers at the beginning. The number was at least one million, which was frightening.
When the old drunkard came here, his spiritual thoughts dispersed, and then he looked towards the southeast of the Grand Canyon, his eyes immediately became extremely bright.
At that place, a halo of light floated in the Grand Canyon, revealing the appearance of a beautiful woman.
It was a remnant soul.
"Qingxuan!"
The old drunkard's body trembled slightly, as if he had found a life-saving straw in the torrent of death, or as if he had caught a beacon of hope in the endless darkness. He immediately became very excited, and stepped into the Grand Canyon with one step, heading towards The halo in the southeast corner of the deep canyon crosses over.
"boom!"
In the Grand Canyon, the mist of death rolled, as if it had self-awareness, as if it felt that something alien had entered. When it rolled towards the old drunkard, the gloomy aura was so terrifying that it seemed to be able to swallow everything.
The old drunkard walked in the Grand Canyon, with each step leaving an afterimage. The four images of the gods rotated above his head, blooming with immortal silver light, isolating the rolling mist of death. Not a single wisp of mist of death could contaminate his body. As soon as they arrived at the southeast corner of the Grand Gorge, divine power surged and wrapped Qingxuan's remnant soul directly in front of him.
"It's really you!"
Looking at the remnant soul in front of him, the old drunkard's body trembled even more, and his excitement could not be concealed.
His beloved died a hundred years ago, and now, a hundred years later, he found his beloved's remnant soul.
"Although the original soul power is weak, as long as it still exists, it can be reborn!"
Looking at Qing Xuan's remnant soul, the old drunkard's expression was very excited, but his eyes were very soft.
All creatures in the world have bodies and souls, and what the world calls death is the simultaneous annihilation of body and soul. Now, if a ray of Qingxuan's original soul is still here, it is not a real death. As long as this ray of original soul is still here, he will have a way to make Qingxuan reappear in the world in the years to come.
Looking at Qingxuan's remnant soul, he had an excited expression and soft eyes. Then with a thought, he carefully took Qingxuan's remnant soul into his body, placed it into his own soul in the sea of consciousness, and used his own soul to warm Qingxuan's remnant soul. Soul, to ensure that Qingxuan's remnant soul will exist for a long time, and to make the soul power of Qingxuan's remnant soul gradually grow.
"Now, it's time to go out. Qingxuan, we will see you again!"
The old drunkard whispered.
His eyes were surrounded by light, and his spiritual mind scanned the surroundings, looking into the deepest part of the Grand Canyon of Death. Then he suddenly saw a crack with intertwined light, and vaguely felt the aura fluctuations that were completely different from those in the Jiyin Temple.
"You can get out from there!"
A flash of light flashed in the old drunkard's eyes, and he immediately moved towards the crack in the deepest part of the Grand Canyon.
It was also at this time that the death mist in the Grand Canyon became more intense, making a rumbling sound.
Then, at the next moment, in the Grand Canyon, armored figures trembled one after another, and ferocious roars were heard. They all stared at the old drunkard, even though the old drunkard had four images of gods intertwined above his head, isolating everything from his body. Aura, but it was still sensed by these armored undead soldiers at this time. There were really too many armored undead soldiers here, and the mist of death was also very strange. The old drunkard's four-image divine map lost its effect at this moment.
"Roar!"
The dense armored undead soldiers roared, some in human form, some in animal form, and some in bird form. At this time, they all rushed towards the old drunkard, intertwined with the power of death, which was extremely shocking, like the vast Milky Way falling down.
The old drunkard was moved for the first time, but he was not afraid. He stepped on mysterious steps, flashing continuously in the Grand Canyon, avoiding the armored undead soldiers, and quickly stepped towards the crack deep in the Grand Canyon.
However, there were so many armored soldiers in the Grand Canyon, at least more than a million. With such a huge number, the old drunkard's progress was completely blocked, and he was seriously injured in a short period of time.
After all, his current cultivation level is only in the realm of enlightenment, and the armored soldiers in this grand gorge are very terrifying, and there are even terrifying beings beyond the emperor level among them, as if they can easily tear everything apart.
"boom!"
Once again, while rushing towards the crack deep in the Grand Canyon, the old drunkard was injured and knocked away. Bright red blood spilled from his mouth, and many cracks appeared on his body, staining his white robe. A little blood red.
"Roar!"
Around the Grand Gorge, there were a frightening number of armored soldiers, all of whom were focused on the old drunkard. Along with the monstrous mist of death, they pressed directly towards the old drunkard. The wave of death seemed to annihilate everything in the world.
The old drunkard's mouth was bleeding. He looked at the crack in the depths of the Grand Gorge that should lead to the outside of the Jiyin Palace, and looked at the dense armored soldiers coming from all around. A thick chill gradually appeared in his eyes.
Normally, he might not care too much about his own life, and he would be dead if he died, but now, finding the remnant soul of his beloved will hopefully bring his beloved woman back to this world. He has motivation and The goal of living is to bring his lost love back into the world with his own hands.
Therefore, he must leave from this place now, take Qingxuan's remaining soul with him, and leave alive!
"Give it to me, get out of the way!"
Looking at the dense armor soldiers approaching from all sides, the coldness in his eyes became stronger, and a terrifying murderous intention swept out.
In an instant, with this chill and murderous intention, the ten directions of space immediately twisted and collapsed. The armored soldiers coming from all around stopped immediately, and they all trembled involuntarily. Even some of them surpassed the emperor level. The existence of death is no exception. At this time, facing the coldness and murderous intention of the old drunkard, it seemed that he felt something potentially very terrifying. Everyone was trembling and became extremely frightened.
At the same time, somewhere over the Grand Gorge, a very frightening wave of life and death intertwined. At that place, a huge Taoist platform was intertwined with dense and intricate patterns. On it stood a stone book, surrounded by The extremely rich breath of time, eternal and ancient, it is hard to tell how long and profound it is. Three ancient seal characters are engraved on it... Life and Death.
At this time, the stone book engraved with the three ancient seal characters of "Life and Death" was trembling, as if it had a spirit, seemed to feel something, and fierce fighting intent intertwined with it, like an ancient ferocious beast slowly sleeping in its sleep. Wake up slowly.
The old drunkard naturally sensed the aura of life and death. He turned his head and looked over the Grand Canyon. His eyes instantly fell on the stone book with the three words "life and death" engraved on it. In his cold eyes, there was a hint of faintness. The light passed in a flash.
However, his gaze did not stay on the life and death book for too long. He withdrew his gaze in the next moment, and then started to move directly in the death gorge. With each step, the afterimages emerged from the shivering and frightened armored soldiers. Crossing the gap, he stepped into the crack deep in the Grand Canyon in a blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.