The land of ancestral filth and demonic nightmares is boundless, without sun, moon or stars, the light is extremely dim, and the demonic wind blows constantly. The mountains, rivers, and land will be invaded and disappeared by the demonic wind in just a few days, but they will reappear in the blink of an eye.
The limits of life and the limits of death coexist!
It is difficult for ordinary warriors to survive here.
"Ding-ding-ding-dong-dang..."
Eighty thousand or ninety thousand masters of various races are like a colony of ants that cannot be seen at a glance, in a valley with gentle terrain and no birth or death. , using the strange trees and fiery red stones to build a retreat.
From time to time, someone fell to the ground, pinching their necks in pain, twisting and rolling, with bulging eyes, and veins all over their bodies like twisting snakes. But soon, all the strange phenomena disappeared, and they slowly became accustomed to it. Then they got up again and continued to work. live.
In a small Lingbao pavilion not far away, eight women from the Divine Throne Clan and eight women from the Yuanshi Clan surrounded Xin Zhuo, serving them with spiritual fruits and drinks brought in from outside, as if they were in this world. of kings.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the women of the two tribes. They both had good figures, but maybe it was an aesthetic problem. They were a bit strange in appearance. The face of the woman from the Divine Throne tribe was golden, as if she had been coated with a layer of gold powder and primeval stone. The women of this clan were like a group of hairless monsters. If Yuan Shi Daqing and a group of Wuya realm masters hadn't forced their way over, he would have had no interest at all.
These are not important. What is important is that he has been in this ghost place for more than two years and he has not found out how big it is. How can he get out?
It is impossible to stay here for a long time. The invasion of demonic energy is too serious. The bodies of more than 80,000 alien warriors have been severely weakened and cannot even use their true energy. They can only use primitive brute force to build shelters that can withstand the demonic energy. However, they are already transforming into the magic skills left by the six ancestors back then. It is expected that they can be completely transformed within a few decades. Practicing here will get twice the result with half the effort. It is difficult to say how far they can practice in the future.
It's just that Xin Zhuo can't do it. Although he has the form of a demon, as Wushan Piyan said, it's just an external force. He is unwilling to accept the demonic aura he has become, both physically and mentally.
Conquest from the outside world is his avenue! Now he can vaguely communicate with the gods. As long as he goes out, he can immediately refine his true body.
Just as I was thinking of this, I suddenly felt dizzy without warning.
His expression changed and he immediately hugged his head.
Dizziness?
Although two years ago, when he faced nineteen masters of divine conquest, he spent a lot of blood to perform the "Great Freedom and Demonic Appearance", in the past two years, he has used his own inventory and 80,000 alien treasures to make up for it. My body is definitely in peak condition, why am I still dizzy?
"Your Majesty?"
Sixteen foreign women were startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground. "Your Majesty" was their honorific title for Xin Zhuo. In this damned devil's land, They need a spiritual leader.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand to signal not to get too close. He endured dizziness, carefully observed his body, and then looked at Wangyue Well.
No problem, what happened?
"Buzz——"
The dizziness worsened, and there seemed to be a strange attraction in the hazy place, leading him to somewhere.
He looked there with difficulty. The magic wind was blowing the sand, it was hazy and gray, and he couldn't see where it was.
"Da da..."
At the end of his gaze, a dozen figures of different heights, short, fat, and thin suddenly rushed toward the demonic aura.
The dizziness disappeared.
He shook his head and looked at the dozen or so figures, who were obviously Yuan Shi Daqing, Xi Guzhe, Tai Lingzi and other strongest figures from each tribe who went out to explore the terrain.
Soon, a group of people stopped not far away, and all looked over, with expressions of horror, doubt, confusion, and fear.
This look is very strange, even including Yuan Shi Daqing, who has a ponytail and a blue cloth robe. This man has practiced his true body for nine times and is bold and capable. This expression should not appear on his face. .
The key is that they seemed to have seen themselves and showed such expressions.
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment and looked in the direction behind everyone: "What happened?"
"Bang!"
More than a dozen people knelt heavily in the sand, their faces pale and dripping with sweat.
The voice of Yuan Shi Daqing trembled: "Ancestor, the world is ignorant, and the disciples and others are of low cultivation and do not know the true form of the ancestor, and they will die!"
"?"
Xin Zhuo stood up and approached step by step, wondering in his heart, what the hell is the ancestor?
Ordinary alien masters have called themselves kings in the past two years, while Yuanshi Daqing and Xigu have called him by his first name. Suddenly he became "ancestor"?
As he approached, a group of people were still kneeling, but their bodies were shaking like chaff and their foreheads were sweating even more.
Xin Zhuo looked directly at Yuan Shi Daqing: "Brother Yuan Shi, what happened?"
Yuan Shi Daqing moved his knees back and took a deep breath: "Why do we, ancestors, play tricks on us? Everybody saw it!”
"?"
Xin Zhuo was even more confused and said: "Let's talk!"
Yuan Shi Daqing and Xi Guzhe looked at each other with confusion on their faces, Xiguzhe encouraged Courage, look carefully at Xin Zhuo, said: "Do you know about the Great Purple Buddha?" Flying in the direction they came from.
The three of them flew close to the ground. Yuan Shi Daqing and Xi Guzhe looked at each other again and led the way silently.
After flying for about five hours, two rows of statues hundreds of feet high suddenly appeared in the unchanging desolation and devilish wind and sea in front of them, like giant pillars standing in a dead and desolate place. , giving people a sense of great pressure and overwhelming invasion of evil thoughts.
The three of them could not fly past, so they had to fall to the ground. Xin Zhuo felt it for a while and accepted it, so he walked towards the statue.
Yuan Shi and Da Qing looked at each other again, with secretive expressions on their faces, and followed him.
The closer you get to the statue, the greater the pressure becomes, but it does not exceed the point of being unbearable.
When I arrived, I saw two rows of statues that were bigger and more majestic than I imagined. They had all kinds of strange shapes, like humans, beasts, monsters, and demons. No matter how long I stared at them, I couldn't remember what they looked like. .
Between the two rows of statues, there is a white jade ground passage covered with magic sand and crystal stones, which seems to lead to the lair of the world's great demons. People walking in it are like paying tribute to an unknown world, no matter how unruly they are. Seniors will also feel their own insignificance and humbleness.
Xin Zhuo asked: "Where is the end ahead?"
Yuan Shi Daqing said: "We have not reached the end. If you want to know what happened, go and see for yourself."< br>
Xin Zhuo stopped talking and rushed straight to the end.
The further they moved forward, the more coercive the two rows of statues became, and they were obviously locked by a force of heavenly will, as if they were coming to life, and they felt uncomfortable all over.
After traveling for tens of thousands of miles, passing through countless statues and layers of demonic clouds, the front finally came to an end——
It was an extremely desolate ruined wall, as if it was very close at hand, and yet again It seems so far away.
The collapsed gables, thousands of feet of remnants, and thousands of feet of columns are like a temple that has been sealed in dust for an unknown period of time, full of traces of time.
However, even though many years have passed, every brick and tile in those ruins still exudes the strongest coercion in the world, like the ruins of a fairy god. No one or any cultivation level dares to get even half a step closer. If it is equivalent to blasphemy, it will be instantly strangled by the remaining power above.
The three of them felt like they were on the verge of death, not to mention stepping on it, but just looking at it from a distance.
At this moment, the ruins are filled with extremely rich demonic energy and strange gases, colorful and trance-like.
No wonder, the High Priest of Xingyuan and others chose this place as a retreat. This place where ghosts don’t come is not good for warriors. Moreover, this place is too weird and no one can approach it.
"What exactly is this place? You..."
Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked at Yuan Shi and Da Qing. Judging from the sudden change of attitude of a group of people towards him, he must have seen it here. What, what did you see?
As soon as he finished speaking, the dizziness appeared again, and changes occurred in the ruins.
Over the mysterious ruins, the colorful gas suddenly flowed and changed on its own, and an ancient and terrifying illusion suddenly appeared——
It was an endless bleak world, and the light turned yellow. The sky is filled with dark clouds and thunder and lightning for hundreds of thousands of miles. The ruins on the ground are desolate and filled with fireworks. Countless corpses in ancient clothes lie faintly. Even if they die, each corpse exudes a powerful aura. With Xin Zhuo San People's current cultivation level also makes them feel frightened.
And high in the sky under the dark clouds, there are thousands of ancient monks whose cultivation is too powerful to understand, looking up at the sky with sad faces.
“Boom——”
Thunder clouds are rolling in the sky, and deep in the depths, a kind of aura that kills everything and suppresses the world is faintly heard. No monk can avoid it. Once it comes into contact, life span will be lost a hundred times, and green spots will appear all over the body.
An old man wearing a heaven-sacrifice crown looked up to the sky and screamed: "What on earth is it? What on earth is it? Is there still hope? God will not bless the world!"
"Buzz——"
In the thunder clouds, a strange force suddenly pressed down, like the power of heaven, ignoring everything.
Although the old man and countless ancient monks tried their best to wave the world's roads, they were still unable to resist, and fell to the ground one after another.
At this moment, a figure walked from the distance. It was a demon man with two horns, a tall figure, a handsome face, and an extremely free and easy man.
The moment he saw this demon man, Xin Zhuo was a little distracted. He was the Purple Buddha Emperor in the memory of Emperor Hengwu in the illusion of heaven and earth!
He came from the broken void, his eyes were like lightning, but there was a hint of fear and madness in his eyes. He was still far away at first, but in the blink of an eye he was in front of him. His body grew longer in the wind, and he was tens of thousands of feet tall, with long hair. The wind is flying, the horns on the head are shining, and the waves are flowing. The demonic energy from the sky rushed straight into the thunderclouds, with an ethereal voice: "Fellow demon emperors, follow me and break through the dark cloud cover!"
"Whoosh——"
The sea of clouds in the distance In the middle, the void suddenly shattered, and tens of thousands of great monsters walked out, all of them with cultivation levels reaching the sky.
When the thousands of monks who had attacked Yunhai saw it, they immediately retreated and tried their best to help.
The combined attack of so many ancient masters can break the heaven and earth and crush the void.
But in the dark clouds, a violent and strange aura fell again, and everyone was unbearable.
The Purple Buddha looked up to the sky and roared: "The power of the two immortal emperors and the two great emperors has killed you for hundreds of thousands of years. You are already too weak. How can you stop me, the Purple Buddha? Let me go!"
“Boom——”
In a daze, in a daze.
The thunder clouds in the sky were finally broken open, revealing the true appearance of what was inside.
Xin Zhuo only took one look, and suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down.
In the thunder clouds, there was an eternal starry sky, and floating in the starry sky was a huge corpse, and the corpse... looked like a young man, wearing a purple and gold robe, and a gold crown and tassels on his head.
Exactly like him! (End of chapter)