Holding the petite Nuluo in his arms and letting the blood parrot drag him flying quickly with Qingqiu Yan's belt, Yin Xuege rushed to King Luo's coffin in a few strides.
Looking at the nine giant dragons under the coffin, as soon as Yin Xuege stretched out his hand, the statues around him started to move at the same time. The weapons in their hands slowly lowered and locked onto Yin Xuege's body. Obviously, as long as Yin Xuege dares to attack these giant dragons, he will be attacked wildly by these statues.
Recalling the scene where Mo Qi and other gods were killed, Yin Xuege grinned, suppressed the greed in his heart, bowed deeply to the coffin, and then ran towards the stone gate in the distance as fast as he could. .
Du'e led a large group of monks from Hanging Temple into the tomb. The Buddha's light on their bodies merged into one and turned into a huge light shield to protect them. In this thick Buddha light, there are more than a dozen Buddhist rare treasures as formation eyes. The Buddhist formation is inherently very defensive, and with these Buddhist rare treasures squeezing the formation, even a real Earth Immortal can't do anything to this formation.
"Yin Xuege, where are you running from?" Du'e presided over the formation and slowly approached this side step by step. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "No matter what kind of evil magic you use to bewitch Master Yiye, you can't even think of becoming me." The guardian of the temple.”
"Xuankong Temple is an upright Buddhist sect and cannot tolerate a monster like you." Du'e's eyes flickered with fierceness, and he said coldly: "Master Yiye is the reincarnation of my predecessor, the Great Master of Xuankong Temple. How dare you use evil magic to seduce me?" She, you are really seeking death."
Yin Xuege ignored Du'e. No matter why this guy was so hostile to him, the relationship between the two of them had been forged, and sooner or later they would come to an end. Facing the large formation composed of thousands of Xuankong Temple monks, to be honest, Yin Xuege was still a little scared. Even if his Nascent Soul absorbed the immortal soul of the Blood River Immortal Lord and underwent strange changes, even if his divine consciousness was transformed into immortal consciousness, he didn't think he could defeat so many monks.
So he ran to the stone door as fast as he could and pushed against the thick stone door with one palm.
With the strength all over his body rumbling like thunder, the three-foot-thick stone door slowly opened. When the stone door opened a gap barely allowing people to enter, Yin Xuege immediately jumped in. Xue Parrot followed closely with Qingqiu Yan in his arms. He did not forget to turn around and challenge Du'e: "Thieves, if you have the guts, Lord Bird, come in! Let's fight alone one by one. See if Lord Bird has to use Juhu to The claws will beat you until you have no descendants."
Without waiting for Du'e to respond, the blood parrot shouted again in a strange voice: "It's just that you monks have already cut off their descendants, so there's no need for Master Bird to go to any extra trouble, right?"
Du'e's eyes were red with anger, but he slowly stopped the formation and did not dare to pursue him into the stone gate.
This master's door is only one foot wide, and can only accommodate three or five people entering side by side at most. Such a large Buddhist formation composed of thousands of people cannot enter. Relying on the power of the formation, he still dared to compete with Yin Xuege, but if he really wanted to disband the formation and chase him in, Du'e really didn't have the guts.
"Monsters, this poor monk will never spare you." The furious Du'e raised his foot and wanted to stomp it hard, but he suddenly remembered what happened to the unlucky god in the square just now after he stomped his foot. He hurriedly He put his feet down gently, lest he trigger the ban on the ancient tomb.
Behind the stone gate is a deep corridor, with carvings on both sides depicting countless ancient humans fighting against heaven and earth, fighting countless monsters and beasts, and the mighty human army moving mountains and filling seas, cutting off rivers, and even fighting with the gods of the sky. relief together.
Dark red talismans were faintly attached to these statues, exuding a suffocating and heavy aura.
The Treasure of Heavenly Dao and Human Emperor in Yin Xuege's body started to move spontaneously, and his body also exuded the heavy aura that was like a millstone of heaven and earth pressing down on his head. This aura enveloped Yin Xuege and Xue Parrot. The dark red talismans on the reliefs on both sides of the corridor continued to light up, but then dimmed one by one. They did not launch an attack on Yin Xuege.
Yin Xuege recalled the words of the Blood River Immortal Lord, "The Treasure of the Emperor of Heaven"? Is this the name of the core secret method passed down by the First Family? It's no wonder that he was not attacked in the Luo Wang Emperor's Mausoleum.
At the end of the long corridor, there is another stone door. After struggling to push the stone door open, there is a square in front, and at the end of the square is a steep staircase. Yin Xuege crossed the square and walked up the stairs. There was another huge tomb in front of him.
After passing through thirty-six tombs in this way, at the end of the corridor behind the last tomb, Yin Xuege found a spiral staircase that went straight upward. After climbing up the stairs for hundreds of miles, a stone gate loomed ahead.
After struggling to push open the stone door, Yin Xuege was stunned by the scene in front of him.
In front of the stone gate is a small square surrounded by numerous statues of soldiers. In front of the square, several old monks with large holes pierced between their eyebrows and dark golden skin sat cross-legged on the ground, lifeless and motionless.
Carefully walking to these old monks, Yin Xuege touched their bodies. The bones and flesh of these old monks are several times harder than jade and diamond. They are clearly eminent Buddhist monks who have attained the indestructible body of vajra. The wounds between their eyebrows matched the long swords and broadswords in the hands of the surrounding warrior statues. It was clear that the warriors had pierced the center of their eyebrows, and the relics were shattered and died.
"Yiye said that Xuankong Temple lost countless eminent monks and virtuous men in this group of ancient tombs. It seems to be true." Yin Xuege looked back at the stone door that had been closed silently, and shook his head heavily. These old monks were only one door away from the human emperor's mausoleum below, but they were killed here by these statues.
"So, you shouldn't be greedy." The blood parrot threw Qingqiu Yan on the ground and walked up to the old monks with great interest. The broad wings flapped heavily on the old monks' bodies several times, and the blood parrot's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh, rich man. A brocade cassock made of eight treasures of merit and divine mud mixed with Ten Thousand Years of Sky Silk. Wow, there are beads to ward off fire, beads to ward off dust, beads to ward off water, beads to ward off poison, and beads to ward off evil spirits. There are also Vajra Relics, Mingguang Tridacna, Merit Orbs, and Bodhi Tree Hearts." The blood parrot grabbed the old monk's cassock with force and pulled off the cassock that exuded a faint Buddha light.
Yin Xuege took the cassock and shook it vigorously. I don’t know how many years these old monks have been dead here, but because of the existence of dust beads, there is no dust on this cassock. The cassock, which looks as thin as a cicada's wings, actually weighs tens of thousands of kilograms.
It is indeed a top-notch Buddhist treasure, at least a good item at the level of an immortal weapon. It's a pity that dozens of transparent holes were penetrated in this cassock, and a good Buddhist treasure has been completely damaged. Except that the orb on it can be sold for a good price, the cassock is already a piece of waste.
Yin Xuege looked at the old monk with a gaping hole between his brows, and then at the cassock in his hand. He simply put his hands together and bowed several times to the old monk: "Master, this junior Yin Xuege is polite to you. Jin." The cassock is something external to the body. The master has passed away, so there is no need for it even if you think about it? Then I'm not welcome, junior."
Because of the disaster, Yin Xuege didn't like the monks in Xuankong Temple, so he took off all the robes and cassocks of the old monks without any psychological pressure.
Yin Xuege also found several strings of Buddhist beads on the wrists of these old monks, and huge storage spaces were opened inside. It's a pity that these old monks have exhausted all kinds of items on their bodies when they came here. Except for a lot of Buddhist scriptures in these strings of Buddhist beads, there are no other elixirs, immortal stones, etc. left.
After putting all the harvest away, Yin Xuege sprayed out a ray of Buddha's light from his palm and shone on the bodies of several old monks.
The bodies of several old monks burned at the same time, and a rich aroma spread. Their bodies burned with bright colorful flames, like a rainbow shooting straight into the sky.
Yin Xuege bowed to several old monks again, then picked up Nuluo and continued to move forward. The blood parrot muttered something to the old monks, and hurriedly grabbed Qingqiu Yan and followed them.
This is a huge underground maze, filled with amazingly powerful ancient restrictions. But after sensing the aura of the Human Emperor in Yin Xuege, none of these restrictions were activated. In many places, some powerful traps have been forcibly destroyed, but more or less remains of monks can always be found around those traps.
In line with the principle of never wasting anything, Yin Xuege plundered all kinds of treasures from the remains of these monks, and then incinerated their bodies with the Buddha's light of sandalwood merit. Along the way, he also found nearly a thousand intact Buddhist instruments, and tens of thousands of damaged Buddhist treasure fragments. The monks alone had more than 10,000 rosary beads.
Most of these rosary beads are made of various rare materials. If they are taken to the Xuankong Temple, they will definitely sell for a good price. Of course, the premise is that Yin Xuege will not be killed or silenced by the monks in Xuankong Temple, or do other things.
Along the way, they walked through the entire maze without any danger, and finally Yin Xuege flew out from a hole in the middle of the cliff.
Under his feet was the contiguous group of ancient tombs, and more than a hundred miles ahead was the huge cave that continuously sprayed out the air of the netherworld. The treasure wheel of merit that was originally suspended in the cave to suppress the netherworld energy has disappeared, and the billowing black energy roars out of the cave and quickly spreads to the surroundings.
A flash of blood flashed, and Yin Xuege's consciousness quickly spread to the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, his consciousness had swept across a radius of thousands of miles. Wherever his consciousness passed, there was a strong aura of the underworld, and all the trees, flowers, plants, birds, animals, insects, and fish were all dead. He also saw several settlements, and those settlements were filled with corpses of civilians. Their bodies were as shriveled as firewood, and they were obviously infected by the ghostly energy and died.
Taking a deep breath, Yin Xuege roared out of the Eighteen Forbidden Tower with a black light between his brows. The phantoms of the eighteen prison-suppressing ghost kings emerged from the top of the tower. They looked happily at the extremely rich netherworld energy around them, and they "chirped" and begged Yin Xuege in ghost language.
Nodding, Yin Xuege pointed toward the huge underground cave, and the Eighteen Netherworld Forbidden Temple turned into a black light and flew over quickly. There was a loud noise, and the eighteen-story black pagoda was suspended in the sky above the cave. The door of the tower opened, and a huge suction force poured out from the door of the tower. The surrounding ghostly air suddenly turned into black dragons. , constantly being sucked in by the pagoda.
Yin Xuege hugged Yanluo and flew over. He sat cross-legged on the top of the tower, quietly watching the swirling netherworld energy around him being rapidly swallowed by the pagoda. The Netherworld Qi that originally spread rapidly to the surroundings is retreating step by step, and the territory occupied by the Netherworld Qi is rapidly shrinking.
"Merit?" Yin Xuege looked at the lifeless scene around him and couldn't help but sneered.
Xuankong Temple Gongdeyuan established the Immortal Place in order to purify the spirit of the netherworld and exchange for immeasurable merit. But the gods invaded, and Ichiyo who was sitting here was led away. After the treasure wheel of merit disappeared, the ghostly energy killed an unknown number of civilians. It is unknown how serious this sin is, and whether it will be counted against the Xuankong Temple again. On the head
The Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Tower continues to swallow the energy of the Netherworld. Various exquisite reliefs of ghost heads appear on the surface of the tower, and various lotus flowers and ghostly spells continue to emerge. It was rare to have such a huge amount of pure Netherworld energy for him to devour, and the pagoda was rapidly recovering its vitality.
Countless evil ghost figures were looming inside the tower, and some powerful evil ghosts even had half of their bodies sticking out of the tower. Their black ghost bodies were waving rapidly as if they were made of metal, and they opened their big mouths. Greedily devouring the surrounding ghostly aura.
These evil ghosts hid in the Tower Prison and also suffered great suffering during the long Dharma Ending Era. The strength of many evil spirits has weakened to the extreme, and they have to enter the long water to spend those difficult years. Now with the supplement of Netherworld Qi, these evil ghosts are desperately trying to regain their strength.
Perhaps because of the raging Netherworld energy, there are still a large number of meteors falling from high in the sky. It is a steady stream of gods and men who are invading Lianyi Star, but no one of them has come even half a step closer to the land of immortality. All the meteors fell in the very far horizon, which was in the direction of the mountain gates of Qiongxueya and Wangu Sect. It was obvious that the focus of the gods' attack fell on the two immortal gates of Liangyi Star.
Sitting quietly on the top of the tower, Yin Xuege was not moved by the actions of these gods.
He is not a savior, his abilities are limited, and he cannot save these Ayesha monks. Moreover, both Wan Gu Sect and Qiong Xueya were his enemies in a sense, and he had no interest in rescuing them.
It should be that the actions of the gods disrupted the movement of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth of Liangyi Star. Thick dark clouds continued to accumulate in the sky, and terrifying huge cloud vortices rotated rapidly at high altitudes. Various giant tornadoes raged like a rope. A horn poked out from the clouds.
Some tornadoes hung on the screen, wildly swallowing huge amounts of seawater, pumping the seawater above the dark clouds, and turning it into a downpour.
Soon the two stars were shrouded in rain, and everything was covered in heavy rain. The heavy rain hit Yin Xuege's body, making a clanking sound. After cultivating the Nine-turn Hongmeng Blood Divine Path of Indestructibility to the Iron Body Realm, Yin Xuege's body also took on the characteristics of an iron ingot, and the sound of the raindrops hitting him was exactly like the sound of an iron ingot.
I don't know how long time passed, but a familiar wave of spiritual consciousness suddenly came. A ball of water around Yin Xuege lit up, and Youquan walked out of the ball of water gracefully.
"Lord." Youquan squinted and smiled, and obediently walked to Yin Xuege and squatted down: "Youquan knew that the Lord was safe."
Yin Xuege also looked at Youquan with a smile. He patted Youquan's head gently: "I also know that Youquan will be safe. Those gods, they will definitely not be able to do anything to you."
Youquan's smile became brighter and brighter: "The mountain gate of Qiongxueya was broken into pieces, and a few fierce old ladies suddenly found me and said that I blocked their junior's path to advancement, so they wanted to kill me. Those gods were killing people and setting fires everywhere, so I was too lazy to pay attention to those old ladies. I felt the aura of the Lord and came directly."
Yin Xuege couldn't help but was speechless. He spent more than a year drifting from Mozhu Island to the Immortal Land. He was sent hundreds of millions of miles away by the undercurrent of the seabed? It had only been raining for a while, and Youquan actually rushed over so quickly. This girl's strength has improved a lot.
Throwing Yanluo in his arms directly to Youquan for her to hold, Yin Xuege curiously inquired about Youquan's situation these days.
Youquan looked at Nuluo curiously, and from time to time he would go to Nuluo's neck and smell her, and then tell her all about her experiences these days.
In fact, there was nothing much to say. It was just that Luo Xuehua taught her a few Taoist books, and then arranged for her to practice in a spiritual point with abundant water spiritual energy. Youquan followed the steps step by step in the spiritual acupoint, forming a golden elixir in two months, cultivating the Nascent Soul in half a year, and reaching the peak state of the Nascent Soul in another half a year. Then her Nascent Soul naturally left the body and traveled, successfully making a breakthrough. Arrived at the realm of divine travel.
"There's nothing to say." Youquan looked at Yin Xuege disapprovingly: "Just practice, practice, keep practicing."
Narrowing his eyes, Youquan looked at Nuluo in his arms and said with a smile: "The Lord seems to have encountered very interesting things these days? Where did this little sister come from? Is she the Lord's lover?"
Youquan's eyes are very clear, very bright, and very deep.
Yin Xuege looked at Youquan's big eyes and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Nonsense, she is my disciple Yanluo. Well, Qingqiu Yanluo."
Youquan's eyes widened in surprise: "The Lord already has disciples? Well, it's still a natural ghost cultivator like Jiuyin Ghost Vein. The Lord is the Lord. It's really amazing."
Before Youquan finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly broke through a large hole with a diameter of a hundred miles. The golden wheel of merit fell from the sky with the rolling Buddha clouds, and slowly landed on the heads of Yin Xuege and others.
Yiye, whose chest was full of blood, lay panting on the wheel of merit, and shouted softly to Yin Xuege: "As long as you are fine. Come with me quickly, I will use my magical power to return to Xuankong Temple, Liangyi Star, this We can’t hold on anymore.”
There was a hint of crying in Yiye's voice: "Those remnants of the gods actually mobilized 108 god generals to attack Liangyi Star. We cannot defend this place."
Yin Xuege trembled in excitement. Regardless of the unwilling roars of the Eighteen Prison-Suppressing Ghost Kings, he hurriedly put away the Eighteen Prison Towers of the Netherworld, and hurriedly jumped onto the Treasure Wheel of Merit with Youquan and others.
"Those gods, are they all crazy?" Yin Xuege shouted sharply.
Before he finished speaking, a large piece of lightning flashed in the sky, and several figures exuding a terrifying aura broke through the clouds and rushed down at the same time.
(End of chapter)