As soon as he stepped out of the back door of the main hall, Yin Xuege felt his body heat up, and a mountain of spiritual energy from the outside world penetrated through the pores of his body. Every muscle, every blood vessel, and every cell in his body was filled with pure and terrifying fairy energy, and his body swelled like a ball.
In just a snap of his fingers, Yin Xuege's body swelled into a ball, his skin was so bright that it was almost transparent, and he was about to explode.
He screamed, and the pores and air points all over his body were suddenly sealed, and he relied on his extremely powerful physical cultivation to isolate himself from all contact with the outside world. At the same time, countless ghost soldiers in the sea of blood opened their big mouths and sucked in the fairy energy pouring into Yin Xuege's body.
The sound of explosions was endless, and trillions of ghost soldiers in the sea of blood exploded at the same time, and then re-consolidated with haggard expressions. The quality of the fairy energy pouring in from the outside world was too high. They were like a cat swallowing 10,000 tons of red-hot iron ingots. Their bodies could not bear it at all, so they were stretched to the point of exploding.
The bodies of the ghost generals in the Earthly Immortal Realm and Heavenly Immortal Realm suddenly expanded. Like Yin Xuege, they barely managed to hold on for a moment, and then their bodies exploded one after another. Fortunately, the ghost soldiers in the blood sea are immortal. As long as the blood sea exists, they can continue to be reborn. These ghosts will scream and roar one by one, and they will re-consolidate in anger.
Only the more than a thousand Golden Immortal-level beings each shared a bit of the influx of fairy energy. Although their bodies also expanded into a huge ball, they barely managed to avoid being exploded.
With the help of these golden immortals, the risk of Yin Xuege's body exploding finally dissipated. He panted violently, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, his heart beating violently. This time was the closest Yin Xuege came to death. If there weren't so many ghost soldiers, ghost generals and ghost kings in his body to help him share the pressure, he would have been blown away.
More importantly, the innate energy of water, fire, wind and thunder that wrapped around his immortal soul also came to help. At least 95% of the immortal energy that poured into his body was taken away by this robe. Only then did the more than a thousand golden people Xian Guijun withstood the pressure of exploding his body.
Just after taking a few breaths, dozens of immortals from the Tao Ancestor's sect suddenly rushed out from around Yin Xuege. As soon as they stepped out of the back door of the hall, their bodies suddenly expanded, and then there was a constant 'bang' sound. Their bodies exploded at the same time, and even their immortal souls were blown to pieces.
Looking carefully, the first batch of immortals who rushed out were all disciples of the Jiuhua Sect.
It was obvious that these Jiuhua Sect immortals were deeply familiar with the true teachings of their ancestors about eating alone, and were afraid that others would take advantage of them first, so they rushed out first as if their buttocks were on fire. But they never dreamed that although this is the core area of Hongmeng Taoist Palace and contains endless benefits, the benefits here are not something that ants can bear.
Yin Xuege hurriedly turned around and shouted to the many dumbfounded immortals in the hall: "The fairy aura here is weird and we can't bear it at all. All seniors in physical training should close their body openings to prevent the fairy aura from entering their bodies. immediately."
Taixuan Zhen Daozu and other disciples brought by Daozu all nodded in agreement. The only ones who could appear here were immortals with physical training, and only they could withstand the terrifying gravity restriction outside. They all used their techniques to seal all their pores and air pockets, and then carefully walked out of the hall.
Only the group of Jiuhua Sect immortals with red eyes shouted at Yin Xuege: "Yin Xuege, you are plotting against my Jiuhua Sect members again! Why didn't you warn us? You, you, you are intending to frame our fellow sect. "
Yin Xuege didn't even bother to look at these Jiuhua Sect immortals. He stood up, took out an elixir to replenish the energy he had just consumed, and cautiously walked forward step by step. Many other disciples brought by the Tao Ancestors looked at each other and smiled at the same time, mistaking the shouts of the Jiuhua Sect immortals for the barking of wild dogs.
This is the core area of Hongmeng Taoist Palace, where Hongmeng Taoist Master and his important disciples live their daily lives and lecture on scriptures. To the left and right is a clear landscape. At first glance, it looks like ordinary landscapes in the world. There are no fairy mountains floating in mid-air like ordinary immortal sects, nor the beautiful scenery of Qiong cliffs. .
But even this ordinary landscape that looks like Xiaojiabiyu, no matter every inch of the details, reveals a sense of simplicity and simplicity. Every mountain here, every river and stream, and even every leaf of every tree gives you a feeling of 'he must be like this'.
Everything is just right, everything has an indescribable rhythm of 'steadiness' and 'balance'.
Between the mountains and rivers, there is an ordinary white jade corridor. The corridor is a hundred feet wide and is very clean and spotless. There are no forbidden ambushes on the corridor, nor are there any decorative patterns. It is white jade excavated from ordinary mountains, carved into square bricks using ordinary techniques, and then laid here.
The blue sky is very pleasing to the eye. There is a red sun high in the sky, and the sunshine is warm but not dazzling. From high in the sky, the fairy spirit visible to the naked eye continues to fall. It seems to be mixed with seven colors and has a moist texture like egg white. The smallest trace of this fairy spirit weighs hundreds of millions of kilograms, and contains terrifying energy.
It was this kind of fairy energy that nearly exploded Yin Xuege and directly exploded dozens of Jiuhua Sect immortals.
Not only do they contain a huge amount of terrifying energy, but they also contain a trace of the indescribable law of the Great Dao. An old golden immortal wearing a green Taoist robe trembled as he looked at the fairy spirit falling from the sky, lowered his voice and said with great awe: "The grand grand aura of the great avenue, this is the grand grand aura of the great avenue when the world first opened. Qi. Even in the ancestor’s cave, there is no such treasure.”
Dozens of Taoist ancestors were standing quietly in front of them more than a hundred feet away. They silently practiced the Taoist secrets they had practiced, and carefully absorbed the grand aura of the great avenue falling from the sky. The treasure that Yin Xuege and others cannot bear is a treasure that they dream of.
The Qi of the Great Dao Hongmeng contains the innate Taoist secrets and has infinite mysteries. The energy in it does not mean much to the Dao Ancestors, and their mana cultivation has reached a bottleneck. For the Taoist ancestors, the infinite mysteries of heaven and earth contained in the grand aura of the great avenue are the real treasures. They have learned a lot from it, and they even have the pleasure of gradually improving and integrating the laws of heaven they have comprehended.
The Taoist ancestors did not move, and Yin Xuege did not dare to move.
This is the Hongmeng Taoist Palace, which contains endless blessings, but also endless dangers. Maybe a small pet insect that Dao Zun kept back then could kill a large number of golden immortals in an instant. Without the Taoist ancestors as the vanguard to brave the mines, how could Yin Xuege dare to move forward
He stood quietly next to several Dao ancestors who took good care of him, looking around curiously.
After looking around for a while, Yin Xuege remembered the magical powers and secrets he had just gathered from the three Blood Sea Pagodas. He blinked and immediately used his clairvoyance power. Using the Silent Movement Mysterious Technique, countless tiny Taoist patterns in his pupils swirled and merged. After about a quarter of an hour, Yin Xuege condensed the seals needed for clairvoyance, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
Two rays of blood spurted out, and the soft but not dazzling blood light extended forward along the direction of the corridor, shining directly for thousands of miles, and saw the scene deep in the palace. Along the way, there are countless green mountains and green waters, simple and majestic palaces abound, and there are endless exotic flowers and plants. Some palaces and pavilions are surrounded by various fairy lights. It is obvious that the powerful fairy formation restriction is still in effect.
Looking at the distance of more than 30,000 miles, a vast and majestic palace is clearly visible. Yin Xuege glanced at the palace, and then his face suddenly turned pale. He exclaimed in shock: "Why does it look like this?"
His body was trembling slightly, and Yin Xuege subconsciously took a few steps back. He was shocked by what he saw. He couldn't understand what was going on for a while. Countless monsters invaded the Dao Palace outside and died together with countless immortals. Such a tragic scene could not surprise him, but the scene in front of the palace was really too tragic.
The Taoist ancestors who were concentrating on breathing in the grand energy of the great road were alarmed at the same time. Jiu Weng glared at Yin Xuege in an extremely unhappy manner: "Ignorant boy, don't you know that we are comprehending the supreme mystery? You dare to disturb our study. , but do you want to die?"
Tai Xuan Zhen Dao Ancestor glared at Jiu Weng, and said softly to Yin Xue Ge: "What you just used seems to be a magical power similar to clairvoyance. Yin Xue Ge, what did you see?"
"It's miserable, it's so miserable." Yin Xuege closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously: "This journey has been 30,000 miles straight, and there are no restrictions on ambush. In front of the palace, it's so miserable, it's really miserable."
Many Dao Ancestors looked sideways. They released their immortal consciousness and swept towards the direction where the corridor extended.
But what Yin Xuege could see clearly with his clairvoyance was completely unable to be discovered by their immortal consciousness. There seemed to be countless layers of thin gauze in the air in front, each layer weakening the immortal consciousness of the Taoist ancestors a little. Their immortal consciousness could be released for more than ten miles at most before disappearing completely.
Taixuanzhen Daozu pondered for a moment, waved his sleeves, and a white cloud rose from the ground, lifting up the disciples behind him and flying forward along with Yin Xuege. The other Taoist ancestors also acted one after another. They brought many disciples, and they all stood on the clouds and followed closely behind Taixuanzhen Taozu.
Along the way for more than 30,000 miles, there was not even a single forbidden ambush. Taozu's cloud light was so fast that in the blink of an eye, everyone arrived in front of the main hall at the core of this Taoist palace.
The main hall with thirty-three bays on the left and right and eighteen entrances on the front and back is ten thousand feet high and has thirty-six levels up and down. To the left and right of the green-brown main hall are hundreds of side halls stretching for thousands of miles, and behind the main hall, there are thousands of palaces and towers. Such a huge building complex is shrouded in a dense spiritual cloud, and strange green light falls from the clouds. It seems that all the palaces are embedded in crystal, full of spirituality and inspiration.
Not to mention the splendor and simplicity of these palaces, in front of the main palace in the middle, on a square that is more than a hundred miles long and wide, there is such a hideous and terrifying scene.
In the middle of the square, there was a white-haired old man wearing black and white Taoist robes, with Taoism lingering around him. His head was stabbed squarely on a short golden spear. The short spear, which is no more than six feet long, is densely covered with countless vivid patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish, and is inlaid with countless mysterious runes.
The white-haired old man's eyes widened, filled with unbelievable horror, panic, despair, and anger. The short spear was inserted through his throat and thrust out from his Heavenly Spirit Cap. Traces of strange golden flames slowly flowed on the spear, constantly burning his head and making a crisp sound of 'Puff'. .
This short spear was suspended a few feet above the ground, just floating there quietly, using the head of the white-haired old man to declare an indescribable ferocity and terror.
The old man's torso was more than ten feet away from his head. Someone used the torture method of dismembering his body by five horses before he was alive. His limbs were violently pulled off, and the main parts of his body wrapped in black and white robes were upright. Place it seven to eight feet behind his head. As for his limbs, they were also placed neatly in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of his head.
The torso and limbs were all pierced by short golden spears and fixed to the ground.
There was no discernible clue about the torso wrapped in the Taoist robe, but the four exposed arms and thighs were painted with evil curse runes using blood-colored viscous juice. Yin Xuege just glanced at those runes and felt sick in his heart. His whole body was twitching with nausea and wanted to vomit.
His immortal soul was shaking violently, and waves of evil power invaded him, causing his immortal soul to suffer unbearable pain.
Taixuanzhen Daozu and the others didn't say anything. They just looked at the white-haired old man's body in shock as it was deliberately placed in this shape. The white-haired old man's face is kind and clumsy, and every strand of his hair exudes an indescribable natural and balanced temperament. Although he has been dead for who knows how long, his body still releases an aura as majestic as a mountain and as deep as the sea.
There is no doubt that this is the master of the Dao Palace, the ancient Taoist Hongmeng, the most powerful being in the entire immortal world.
But he just died here, in this weird way, being cut into pieces. Moreover, the body was so humiliated after death, and weird curse runes were used to plot his body. The person who killed him was afraid that a remnant of his soul would escape into reincarnation, so he tampered with his body so that even if the old man was reincarnated, he would still be continuously harmed by the spell, making it impossible for him to practice any more. road.
Behind the old man, the corpses of twenty-eight men wearing purple robes were also neatly placed.
Unlike the old man's body, which was quartered by five horses, these men in purple robes were chopped off from the waist, their heads were also cut off, and they were picked up with the same golden short spear.
The auras of the twenty-eight purple-robed men are more powerful than those of Tai Xuan Zhen Tao Ancestor. In other words, they should all be disciples of Hong Meng Tao Ancestor, a first-level figure of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the ancient legend. But they were all cut in half, seemingly without any resistance, and then their heads were cut off.
Behind these Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals, one hundred and eighty-nine golden-robed Taoists were kneeling on the ground. Their hands were tied behind their backs by a special black and red restraint rope, and they knelt there in the posture of an executioner in the secular world chopping up prisoners.
In their hearts, a short spear one foot two inches long pierced their hearts. Their heads were lifted in the air by a six-foot-long golden short spear like Hongmeng Taoist and Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Their faces were distorted, with the same complex expression of shock, anger, despair and anger.
What makes people's scalp numb, makes people's eyes bloodshot, and makes people unbearable to see is next to these neatly arranged corpses.
Seven female Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and thirty-two Daluo Jinxian-level female immortals were lying naked on the ground. Countless years have passed, but there is still a mess between their legs, with turbid red and white stuff scattered all over the floor. The aura around them was extremely dim. It was obvious that they had been drained of all their energy by evil means before they were alive.
A red-faced and white-haired Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, who looked like a young lady, but had a vicissitudes of life and an ancient atmosphere in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, used her own blood to write four messy big characters on the ground with difficulty.
'Misery', 'injustice', 'resentment', 'poison'!
The four big characters were all ferocious and twisted, with a sinister aura rushing towards them. It can be seen how much resentment filled her heart when this powerful female fairy was killed in such a humiliating way. Her originally beautiful face was twisted like a ghost. Yin Xuege just glanced at her face and turned his head away subconsciously.
It seemed that the person who violated her noticed her writing on the ground, so the fairy's palms were cut off and placed neatly beside her. Four bloody big characters with endless resentment and evil aura, combined with this snow-white and delicate slender palm, the twisted and terrifying aura that almost collapses the soul rushes towards the face, which makes people think of the ancient times. A tragic incident occurred in this ancient and majestic Taoist palace.
All the Taoist ancestors were dumbfounded on the spot.
They are Daluo Jinxian. In today's fairy world, they are aloof and can do almost anything they want. They are the lords of the immortals, they hide behind the scenes, and they control everything in the immortal world. The Immortal Court, composed of more and more immortals and more and more powerful ones, allows them to do whatever they want, and there seems to be nothing they can't do in the Three Realms.
But right in front of them, so many ancient powers whose strength was equal to theirs, or even countless times stronger than them, were slaughtered in such a weird way and with such evil, terrifying, and unscrupulous means.
Each of them has practiced hard for countless kalpas and gone through countless trials and hardships before reaching their current level of cultivation.
But in front of these corpses, they were so small and vulnerable.
With a 'pop' sound, dozens of Taoist ancestors vomited blood at the same time. The impact these corpses brought to them almost destroyed their Taoist hearts.
(End of chapter)