You come?

Black Impermanence's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

Xie Qi thought about it:

"Fengshentai?"

An Qisheng built the Wufang Shentai, and he naturally did not know it.

He could vaguely guess what An Qisheng wanted to do, but he didn't know what was the use of it.

"Ascension has been difficult since ancient times. In the past 100,000 years, there have been many practitioners of Taoism, and how many people have attained Taoism? Even those who have become ascension have to lose their mortal shells and go away as naked as they came. Even if the two are a hundred times stronger than ascension, thousands Times, how could it be possible to take the world with you?"

An Qisheng looked peaceful.

The world here is special, it is not a simple continent, and the difficulty of moving it is beyond imagination, not to mention, he still has no clue about the reason for the replacement of the universe.

Even if Gu Changfeng could vaguely sense that there is an opportunity for a universe replacement in the future, it is still unknown what the replacement will be.

What if it is replaced by the solar system?

What if a large constellation of stars, including Xuanxing, was replaced to this world?

All beings in this world are pitiful, and all beings in Xuanxing are equally innocent.

"Three hundred years in a flash, once the catastrophe strikes, all living beings in the world will be able to survive, and hundreds of millions of living beings will be buried. At that time, there will be no chance."

Black Impermanence stares at An Qisheng:

"All kinds of things in the world are either black or white. In extraordinary times, extraordinary things must be done."

"In extraordinary times, do extraordinary things."

An Qisheng nodded in agreement, with a strong will that cannot be changed while his eyes turned:

"In that case, let me try it."

"Three hundred years in a flash, how long will it take you?"

Hei Wuchang sighed helplessly, but took a step back.

It's not that he doesn't like to force others, but this man is worthy of being a man valued by the government. In just ninety years, he already has the strength to resist them.

You can't force it, but you can't force it.

"Why three hundred years?"

An Qisheng looked into the void and said faintly:

"March is enough"

His eyes were faint, and it seemed to penetrate the endless mist, and he saw the extremely distant sky, and saw the seat of the gods.

"March"

Hei Wuchang whispered to himself, and then it became clear that this An Daoist was clearly prepared.

But he was also a little scared.

He is connected to Xie Qi's source at this time, and naturally he can know what Xie Qi is thinking, and he knows everything that happened when this An Daoist came to this world.

But because of this, his heart was a little shaken.

It’s only been ninety years, and he hasn’t even truly entered the realm of destiny, but he is already planning for the ‘God of Heaven’.

What kind of courage is this?

"That"

After Xie Qi was silent for a moment, he spoke again:

"What do you need me to do?"

March is not a long time for anyone, and he has waited for thousands of years, and he will not care about this mere three days.

If things don't work out after three months, he has no reason to refuse.

huh~

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed, and when he flipped it, the simple and mysterious little altar was exposed to the two impermanent eyes.

"This Altar"

The black and white impermanence of the eyes condensed at the same time, their vision is the best in the world, and there is no doubt that they can see the extraordinaryness of this altar.

"Nothing"

"Nothing out of this world"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a touch of surprise.

Even if there is no contact, they can feel the high rank of this altar just by looking at it.

Similar to it, they have only seen one treasure in their lives.

That is the core of the netherworld, the book of reincarnation of life and death.

Could it be that this An Daoist relies on this thing to come to this world?

"What do you want?"

Black Wuchang frowned slightly.

Naturally, they are not unfamiliar with the altar. They have played this method of offering sacrifices with many sacrifices to obtain a response from the other side of the altar.

Even in today's world, there are many people who are offering sacrifices to the Eight Nether Monarchs and the two of them.

But the altar on this side is most likely not a thing of the world. Once sacrificed, what kind of things will be brought out?

huh~

An Qisheng threw it casually, and the altar on the other side fluttered and swelled in the wind. In an instant, it had become a hundred feet high and low, and it landed on the gate tower of Nether City:

"Sacrifice!"

hum~

The altar stood above the city tower, and the dim rune lines on it shone with scarlet rays of light, squirming like a living thing, and the cloudy mist floating around was swallowed by it silently.

"It's so wicked!"

Hei Wuchang stared at it, only to feel that once the trace of mist was captured by the altar, it would completely disappear into the underworld.

And this is unreasonable.

Because, whether it is the inspiration of heaven and earth, whether it is Yin evil resentment or hatred, it cannot be completely eliminated, whether it is the cultivator's swallowing, or the ghostly traction.

But it is to transform it into another form. In essence, they still exist between heaven and earth, only increasing.

But at this moment, that yin qi really disappeared from the altar!

"Who is this altar worshipped by?"

Xie Qi's pupils also shrank.

"This altar has no worshipers. Its body is actually a scale, and the altar is just its appearance in this world."

An Qisheng was also looking at the altar.

Ninety years later, this altar has become more and more evil. Of course, this is not because the altar is evil, but because the items he sacrificed through this altar are not good.

From the Bone Demon, the Different Evil Daoist, to the Emperor Ten Fierce, which one is not the most evil?

Naturally, this altar looks evil.

"Peace"

Hei Wuchang lightly chewed these two words, his heart moved, and he captured important information:

"Then can I think that if the heaven and earth are placed on it together, the heaven and earth can be moved away?"

"That's what it says, but it's not realistic."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He once differentiated a ray of divine will and captured the coordinates of the wild world through this balance, but when a complete white-boned human demon reaches that head, only one head is left.

If the heaven and the earth are sacrificed, without mentioning the reaction of this world's "Heavenly Lord" and that emperor, I am afraid that before the other end is reached, the continent of this side has already collapsed.

Not to mention, at the altar, is there really someone who can come up with an exchange equivalent to this world?

"What is Daoyou An doing with this altar?"

Black Impermanence retracted his gaze.

At this time, he was really a little unpredictable, what An Qisheng wanted to do.

"If it can be done, then ask the two of you to sacrifice the emperor and the heavens together at the right time."

An Qi grew up and stood up, stepping into the sky, with deep Taoism all over his body:

"If it can't be done, then you can exchange it for me!"

exchange?

Hei Wuchang's heart moved, and his color changed immediately. He was about to speak, but Xie Qi held his hand.

The latter shook his head slightly:

"Wait and watch."

Boom!

An Qisheng stood in the sky, and when his clothes were swaying in the whistling wind, a huge roar like the explosion of ten thousand thunder broke out from under the earth!

In an instant, the thousands of miles of land centered on Nether City shattered into pieces.

Then, like a volcano that had accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, it suddenly erupted.

Thousands of indescribable divine lights traversed the sky, pierced through the heavy fog, and illuminated the entire underworld world for a while.

For countless years, the demons who have never seen such a strong light, under the illumination of such a powerful divine light, quickly melted into the void like butter in a raging fire.

Even in the turbulent sea bottom of the netherworld, the huge dragon head raised high couldn't help but lowered its head and let out a painful and tyrannical growl:

"Gu Changfeng!"

boom!

The divine light radiated vertically and horizontally, running through all directions, intertwined with each other, and faintly, showing a huge tome that seemed to encompass the entire nether world.

The color of the scroll was dark yellow and extremely simple. At first glance, I didn't know how many words were looming on it, and it seemed that every moment had thousands of changes.

Even though the scroll was ubiquitous and visible, and some people were staring at it, they couldn't see even a single character on it.

But faintly, everyone who saw this scroll had the illusion that life and death could not help themselves.

Moreover, not only the ghost, but even the human world, there are lights and shadows appearing, which shocked many people.

"The reincarnation of life and death!"

In the boundless ocean, a flat boat drifted along with the current, and an old monk with a bamboo hat sitting on it suddenly raised his head, seeing this huge scroll, his heart trembled.

This volume of books is clearly the supreme treasure used by the legendary Netherworld Lord to control the life and death of all spirits and reincarnation!

According to legend, it was because of this treasure that the Netherworld King was able to send people to reincarnation.

In the two thousand years after the disappearance of the Netherworld Lord, I don't know how many people have ventured into the Netherworld, in order to follow the footprints of the Netherworld Lord, and more people are for this reincarnation of life and death.

"Rebirth of Reincarnation"

The old monk muttered to himself.

Since the disappearance of the Netherworld Lord, this ancient scroll has disappeared, and no one can drive it. For two thousand years, there has been no reincarnation between heaven and earth.

And at this time, it reappeared.

what does this mean?

Is it the return of the Netherworld Lord?

Or the treasure picker?

huh~

While his thoughts were turning, the old monk sat down on the boat with a slap, and all of a sudden he had cut through the boundless sea and submerged into the void.

Midland, Eastland, Westland, Northland

A tyrannical existence, no matter where he is, whether he is in retreat or not, he is suddenly alarmed.

After seeing this ancient book through various means ~lightnovelpub.net~, all of them were shocked.

Couldn't help it, broke through.

They all came to the Netherworld, but they all felt a sense of induction, and faintly, they only felt that an opportunity appeared. If they missed it, there would be no possibility of advancing in this life.

boom!

Boom!

The Nether City shook violently, and the shadowy soil around it rolled like waves, and in the shatters, an altar built around the entire Nether City, but more solemn and grand, slowly rose from the ground.

This altar covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, and the whole body is black.

The altar rose at a seemingly slow, but in fact, extremely fast speed, holding up An Qisheng's body by accident.

And that volume was originally hanging on the altar of the 'Life and Death Reincarnation Scroll'.

It also landed in his palm with a 'click'.