Rebirth from a blood drop?

Sa Wuling watched this scene, and his heart jumped suddenly, remembering the blood-dropping rebirth that "Shou Ye" said before.

How similar is this scene?

But even if the real one saw it, he was still a little unbelievable. What kind of power is this?

Master Bai!

The ghost fire in Yan Xiake's eyes was beating wildly, and his heart was shaking.

This is Bai Qiye.

Compared to the vast majority of people today, this is the existence of legends!

According to legend, this Bai Qiye was the most vicious person under the Netherworld monarch in ancient times, and his murderousness was incomparable.

Huhu~

Pale white flames rolled in, spinning along with the person transformed by the severed finger.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Shiran, a young man dressed in white, wearing a white hat, and his complexion even whiter than his clothes, stepped out of the flames and landed on the top of the mountain.

The whole body is white, and even the long hair hanging down from the shoulders is not black at all.

The only thing with black on the whole body is the pair of pupils that look like the stars and the sea.

Huhu~

The hurricane roared in the sky, cut off by the boiling white flames, unable to pour in.

"The Breath of the World"

Xie Qi stood tall, wearing a simple ancient costume from more than a thousand years ago without any movement. He took a deep breath and looked at Qin Wuyi, his eyes fixed on his disappearing feet.

He sighed softly:

"Xiao Jiu, it's really hard for you to stay alone in this world for so many years."

"Seven Brothers"

Hearing the call of the people who came, Qin Wuyi trembled, and his mood was also excited: "It's been 1,600 years, seventh brother, I finally see you again."

The Netherworld has been isolated for more than a thousand years, which cannot be considered short-lived for anyone.

"It's a pity your starling can't come"

Xie Qi had a bit of desolation on his face.

"Starling him"

Qin Wuyi's heart trembled.

He didn't know what happened more than a thousand years ago. He only knew that after that day, the mansion, the second brother and others disappeared. The seventh brother came to warn himself with a tired body.

Then I can't get in touch again, until now.

The secret inside must be more terrifying than he thought.

"I can't die for a while."

Xie Qi shook his head, without saying anything else, his eyes shifted:

"An Xiaoyou, time is running out, come out and talk."

teacher?

Sa Wuling just got up, when he heard this sentence, he was slightly taken aback.

Turning his head to look, he saw An Qisheng in a white Taoist robe slowly stepping out of the void.

"Xie Qiye, we meet again."

An Qisheng slightly cupped his hands: "It's up to you."

He looked at Xie Qi carefully. Compared with the one he had borrowed from the body, although it was not the body at this time, it was already completely different.

At this time, Xie Qi, under his peaceful appearance, contained an unimaginable viciousness, which made him a little moved.

"An Xiaoyou has a heart."

Xie Qi nodded slightly, his face softened.

Seeing the change in Xie Qi's expression, Qin Wuyi was slightly surprised.

Although his seventh brother never bullied others when talking with others, he was arrogant and looked down on him except for a few brothers in his heart. An Taoist priest is a real eye-opener.

"Thank you An Zhenzhen for taking action this time."

Qin Wuyi bowed his hands and saluted.

"Old City God, don't be polite."

An Qisheng did not accept this ceremony, shook his head and said, "This shot is due to Xie Qiye's entrustment, and the second is because I want to do it myself."

"Thank you, thank you, it's too boring."

Qin Wuyi wanted to say something else, Xie Qiyi waved:

"I don't have much time, so don't speak for now."

rumbling~

One after another loud noises from the depths of the starry sky swayed, and when I heard it, my mind was shaken, like a sky collapsing, like a starburst.

A few people have a heart in their hearts, knowing that time is indeed running out.

The longer Xie Qi appeared, the greater the deterrence from outside the sky, and the so-called 'heaven punishment' would only become more and more vicious.

If it is as he said, the punishment of heaven is nine, and it is only two at this time.

But if it drags on for a long time, I'm afraid he won't be able to resist, otherwise he won't have to be trapped in the Nether for thousands of years.

"You've been targeted."

Xie Qi spoke calmly, his eyes still falling on An Qisheng;

"All beings are like ants, and the primordial spirit is only a little bigger, but the bigger one is already standing out. You are incompatible with this world, and you won't be able to hide from him for too long."

Who is he?

Sa Wuling and Yan Xiake looked at each other.

Qin Wuyi faintly guessed something, but this might be too terrifying, so terrifying that he didn't dare to think deeply even at this time.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the depths of the starry sky, he could faintly see the mourning stick submerged in the rolling thunderclouds, and said quietly:

"I know"

Just in the battle at the Xishan Wanfa altar, he exerted all his strength and killed the Daoist of Heaven's Will, and he had already noticed it faintly.

The sky is everywhere and everywhere, unless he is willing to live in seclusion in the mountains all his life, he will be discovered sooner or later.

This point, he had already thought very clearly when he went down the mountain.

"The sky is far away, and his attention is involved in the ghost. If he doesn't take action without restraint, he should be fine for the time being."

Seeing that An Qisheng's expression did not change, Xie Qi applauded and warned:

"For a hundred years, don't take another shot, I need him to be silent for a while"

He came here to see Qin Wuyi.

Second, it was to warn An Qisheng.

Heavenly Punishment, not anyone can inspire, at this time in the world, apart from Netherworld, only this An Qisheng may lead to Heavenly Punishment.

"The Netherworld Monarch Festival?"

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and thoughts appeared in his heart.

No one in the world knows when the Netherworld Palace Monarch Festival will begin, but he can guess that if nothing changes, more than ninety years later, Xie Qi will hold the Netherworld Palace Monarch Festival.

It was also the time when Xie Qi slaughtered the world!

As the thoughts turned, An Qisheng did not speak, and nodded slightly in front of Xie Qi's inquiring eyes:

"good."

The collapse of the Providence Sect, Daqing may usher in drastic changes, but there is no need for him to take action.

The City God of the World used to be able to subdue demons and ghosts, but now it has become the land of mountain gods, so naturally there is no problem.

Well, it's time for him to settle down.

Since coming from this world, he has gained a lot. At this time, there are more than 150 spiritual imprints in the spiritual sea, the lowest supernatural beings.

Although he has been able to gain a preliminary understanding at this time, it will naturally take some time to fully digest it.

"So, very good."

Xie Qi retracted his gaze and turned to look at Qin Wuyi:

"Xiao Jiu, you shouldn't practice the second brother's method"

He looked slightly sad.

Qin Wuyi, his life is not long, he already knew this day, but he was still a little sad.

At this time, Qin Wuyi was the only person left.

At this time, Qin Wuyi was about to die, how could he not be touched?

But Qin Wuyi has long been a ghost, and he is on the verge of death. It is the difference between his ways, and he is powerless.

Unless Qin Wuyi can cultivate his own way and step into their level in one fell swoop, his longevity has already arrived, and it will be difficult to continue.

But if you want to step into their level, how easy is it to say?

Before Fu Jun was born, in 100,000 years, only the ten great demons who were born could reach this level. This is a more difficult path than feathering.

How can it be easy to live in the world without dying?

"I have no regrets, even if I die on this road, I have no regrets."

Qin Wuyi looked at Xie Qi and sighed:

"I have no regrets in my heart to see Seventh Brother today, and it's time to try one or two."

After all, he also looked at An Qisheng.

Another long prayer:

"An Zhenren, this time, thank you for finding a way back for the Zhucheng God, but unfortunately Qin Wuyi's body is rotten, there is nothing to thank you for"

huh~

As Qin Wuyi bowed, a pure yellow with a purple seal strayed out of his eyebrows and landed in front of An Qisheng.

pat~

An Qisheng took this seal, and a lavender flash suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Qin Wuyi was born in ghost cultivation, and his pure spiritual cultivation is better than ordinary Yuanshen real people. In the case of not fighting, he cannot passively collect his spiritual imprint.

But at this time, Qin Wuyi's spiritual imprint has already begun to collect.

"This is"

An Qisheng held the seal and moved in his heart.

"This one is the seal of the capital city. It doesn't have the ability to command the city's gods in the world, but it represents me, Qin Wuyi. Maybe, it will help a little bit."

Qin Wuyi slowly got up and said softly:

"I have been the capital of the city for more than a thousand years, how many people in the world should sell my face."

"This gift is heavy."

An Qisheng was slightly moved.

Qin Wuyi has been a capital city **** for nearly two thousand years. It is not necessary to say much about the weight of it in the hearts of many city gods. With this seal, it will naturally have a great effect on him gathering the city gods in the world.

This seal is actually just two words, that is 'trust'.

But these two words were created by Qin Wuyi more than a thousand years ago, so the degree of preciousness is self-evident.

"I only hope that the real person will not let the world's city gods down. Among them, there are also many poor people."

Qin Wuyi sighed in his eyes:

"If there are people who do evil, the real people also commit suicide, destroy them, behead them, kill them."

An Qisheng squeezed the seal and cupped his hands:

"It must not bear the heavy trust."

His original idea of ​​gathering the city gods in the world was only necessary. They were willing to ignore it, and if they didn't want to, they would just let them die.

but take

"time is limited"

Hearing the louder and louder roar in the depths of the starry sky, Xie Qi's face became solemn, his hands stretched out, and pressed on Qin Wuyi's shoulders:

"Seventh brother helps you, whether it succeeds or not depends on your good fortune"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Xie Qi's body burst out with pale divine light, and his mana was like a flood that opened the gate. Qin Wuyi couldn't refuse it, and it was already pouring into his body.

Qin Wuyi's body was shocked, and the whole body was also full of light, and the light as thick as the earth flooded the world.

At the same time, Xie Qi's body slowly dissipated in the light.

huh~

An Qisheng lifted Sa Wuling with one hand, and held Yan Xiake with the other. With a move, he had already retreated several miles and landed on a barren mountain.

"Seven Brothers"

Qin Wuyi sat down and put his hands on the empty cuffs, looking at Xie Qi who was gradually dissipating in the light, and sighed softly:

"You misread a little bit, I cultivated the second brother's method, and I succeeded, but it was my own way!"

His voice was neither high nor low, but he knew that Xie Qi would definitely hear it.

Must see too!

As the voice drifted, Qin Wuyi slowly closed his eyes.

Om~!

With his eyes closed, the divine light bursting out of his body suddenly increased tenfold, more than a hundred times, and it burst out, as if it was going to fill the world!

For a time, the sky and the earth were all yellow, and no other external colors were seen.

Boom!

The divine light slapped the Quartet like a tide, and the mighty rushed to and fro.

Qin Wuyi sat with his eyes closed, the whole person seemed to melt in the divine light, but between the heavy divine light outlines, it seemed to form a vast and boundless divine shadow.

"Old Town God"

On the barren mountain, Yan Xiake mourned in his heart.

Faintly, he seemed to understand something.

"Teacher, this is the Old Town God"

Sa Wuling couldn't bear it, and seemed to understand something.

"Chengdao and Daoyun are only in the line. I hope fellow Daoist Qin will become successful."

An Qi grows a long sigh.

There are nine steps in the cultivation of the Emperor Heaven Realm, nourishing Qi to receive the urn, warming and nourishing the life, entering the Tao and then becoming true, transcending the calamity and transforming into the primordial spirit, and ascending to the Immortal Realm, also known as Jiuzhongtian.

However, this is nothing more than the road summed up by predecessors, not the truth.

What a universe can carry, more than the primordial spirit?

Therefore, theoretically speaking, the cultivation path of Emperor Heaven Realm is only the Eighth Heaven, the realm of ascension, but it is just a name for those who lead to the 'immortal realm'.

It's not that heaven and earth can't carry the primordial spirit, but the life span of the primordial spirit is not enough for them to continue climbing.

Therefore, they will pursue feathering, because according to legend, the 'immortal world' has real longevity, and even immortality!

But obviously, above the primordial spirit, there is no way out.

The size of a side of heaven and earth must be able to carry a higher realm. For example, Huangtian Shiru, which is called the realm of the primordial spirit, is actually far from the primordial spirit and even the real person Yuhua can compete.

Another example is the Netherworld Lord.

How can it be possible to open a different dimension in the void, and the ghost clings to the heavens and the earth, where is its realm still the primordial spirit?

An Qisheng's eyes were dim, and with the effect of that seal, Qin Wuyi's mental imprint was initially formed.

From it, he got some secrets.

Yuanshen fourfold.

Dharma, pure oneness, destiny, perfect human.

This is the description of the Primordial Spirit by the Lord of the Netherworld. In contrast, the real person of the day and the monk of Ruyi are the realm of the law, and the Seventh Master Xie, the emperor of ten cruelty, should be the realm of destiny.

At this time, what Qin Wuyi had to do was to transform into a pure one.

If it succeeds, you will live~lightnovelpub.net~ If it fails, you will die, and no one can intervene.

Boom!

In the depths of the Xinghai, the mourning sticks came and went, smashing large swaths of thunderclouds, and sealing the world that was cut apart by it.

In the distance, Qin Wuyi's huge divine shadow law stood between heaven and earth, and the divine light overflowing all over his body rushed away in all directions.

"Kui Xing's way, swallowing the world's fierce demons for my own use, I cultivate Kuixing's method, swallowing the world's fierce demons, but don't use it"

Qin Wuyi opened his arms wide, looked up at the sky, and screamed in the air:

"Fu Jun once said that the ghost is not empty, and the oath is not enlightened, and so do I!"

boom! !

The divine sound shook the sky, and after Qin Wuyi uttered a long howl, the sound of countless ghosts crying and mourning suddenly sounded in his mouth, and then, endless evil ghosts struggled and roared from their divine light.

Then, it is the monster that has been swallowed up by the city gods of the world in the past two thousand years!