A huge formation suddenly emerged above Fengdu City.

Above the formation, fairy light filled the formation, and sword energy appeared.

This is a peerless sword formation, arranged in the sky of Fengdu City under the magic tricks of the middle-aged man in white.

Each sword energy emits a light like cold jade, which is very dazzling, with tens of thousands of them covering the entire sky above Fengdu City.

In Fengdu City, thousands of ghosts howled and roared shockingly.

In the vast Fengdu, there was no one who could stop this middle-aged man.

A sword formation crushes all the ghosts and gods in Fengdu.

This middle-aged man set out on the road. He walked to the rear of Fengdu City, the ninth pass of the underworld, and the eighteenth level of hell.

Where is lava and red mist everywhere.

As the distance grew farther and farther, everything became blurred.

You can vaguely see that at the end of the road filled with darkness, sword lights flash from time to time.

"metropolitan......"

Seeing this scene, Jian Fengyun turned around and was about to ask Wan Buyi beside him.

The words came to an abrupt end as soon as they fell.

I saw that Wan Buyi had already fallen into a coma at some point.

He saw that the middle-aged man in white was too enchanted and did not know when Wan Buyi fell into a coma.

"Sect Master...Sect Master..."

Jian Fengyun bent down and called Wan Buyi several times, but he was not allowed to respond.

I think I've fallen into a deep coma.

The breath of Wan Buyi was not hindered, Jian Fengyun was no longer worried, and his eyes looked at the long road.

At this moment, the only way is to wait and see if the middle-aged man in white can come out from the end of the Styx before making a choice.

He came down from the stone hall in the ancestors of Mingyan Shenzong, and entered this world through the formation of Jinghua Shuiyue. If there is no answer in a while, he will start to find the connection point of Jinghua Shuiyue in this world.

Through the link point, they can return to His Royal Highness Stone's cave.

However, it is not advisable to go back directly unless it is absolutely necessary, after all, they still get nothing after they come down.

The sun sets in the west, and the battle light in the depths of the Styx never stops.

For three consecutive days, the water of the Styx River was surging, as if it was impacted by some terrifying fluctuations.

Jian Fengyun was not anxious and began to become familiar with the inheritance of immortal arts he had obtained.

The methods contained in the immortal arts are too powerful and numerous. He had just roughly understood them before. If he wanted to truly integrate them, it would take a long time to get them skillfully.

The more you comprehend the immortal arts, the more surprised Jian Fengyun is.

Because, among the many secret techniques of the immortal arts, he saw the shadow of the middle-aged man in white who had entered the depths of the Styx.

The mountains and river robe he wore and the methods he used were mostly similar to records of immortal arts.

Could it be that he is the master of the immortal arts and the ancestor of the Mingyang Shenzong?

A bold guess emerged in Jian Fengyun's heart.

This thought is out of control as soon as it arises.

After a long time, a blood-stained figure walked out of the gate of Fengdu.

Behind him was the soul of a woman in blue.

It can be seen that the middle-aged man loved her very much and took every step with her back with great care.

Walk through Fengdu, flow across the Styx, and go to the world.

"He snatched the woman's soul from the master of the underworld!"

Jian Fengyun was shocked, watching the figure in white clothes gradually drifting away, unable to speak

I don’t know how long it took, but an old woman’s voice rang out.

"Child, you are his successor, right?"

The sound sounded like a goddess' call, which made the world fade away slowly.

The dark red land and the Styx all disappeared.

The scenery in front of me turned into an ancient temple, with bronze castings in bronze. In the center of the temple, a bronze coffin exuding an ancient atmosphere was placed.

"Who is speaking?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes frowned, and he didn't even notice someone around him.

"Child, don't be nervous. I haven't really recovered yet. When Mingyang stepped into the underworld and brought me back to the world, I was placed in this coffin and waited for the day when the soul truly fits the body."

The sound rang again.

Jian Fengyun was very surprised and looked at the location of the coffin.

His steps stepped forward with caution.

Unexpectedly, before taking three steps, a white light curtain appeared before him, blocking his way.

"Child, you can't get there. In order to prevent outsiders from disturbing me, Mingyang has set up a ban here. It cannot be broken without the God Emperor realm."

The owner of the voice should be a woman, with a neutral tone and no evil appearance.

"Who are you? How could you recognize my ancestor?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved and he asked.

Mingyang is the ancestor who is worshipped in the center of the ancestors' hall.

"I am his wife, I wonder if he is okay now?"

The woman spoke again.

"lady?"

Jian Fengyun was even more surprised and frowned and said, "What evidence do you have? The ancestor has disappeared for millions of years and probably has passed away. Now the times have changed a lot."

If you guessed correctly, the ancestor Mingyang should be a powerful man from ancient times.

He could hardly imagine that there were even peerless figures of that era living in the world.

"What, Mingyang disappeared?"

The woman's tone was shocked, and she sighed for a long time and said, "He must have delayed something. With his cultivation level, the underworld cannot trap him, so there will definitely be no problem."

"Are you really the ancestor's wife?"

Jian Fengyun asked again.

"I have not fully recovered yet. You have touched the memory restriction left by Mingyang. I think I can see the scene of him entering the underworld to save me. He walked a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Styx, took me here, passed on my way to teach people, accumulate luck for me, and change my destiny against the heavens."

The woman spoke again.

"I don't know the name of the ancestor's wife?" Jian Fengyun asked again.

Although he had read the memory just now, he could not believe the woman's words casually.

"My name is Xuanyi, just call me my ancestor's wife. I can feel the breath of immortal arts on your body." The woman said.

"You actually know the magic of immortals!"

Jian Fengyun was shocked and said in a little horrified manner.

"Of course I know that the magic of immortals is the greatest inheritance of Mingyang's life. If you practice well, you can help you walk alone in the galaxy in the future." The woman was silent for a moment and said.

Jian Fengyun was stunned. No wonder he felt that the art of performing in the memory world just now, the middle-aged man in white clothes was very similar to the secret art recorded in the immortal arts. He did not expect that it originated from the immortal arts.

If you practice this immortal art to the extreme, you can look down on the world like the middle-aged man in white, without fear of the underworld.

"Is Mingyang Shenzong okay?"

After a while, the woman spoke slowly again.

Jian Fengyun hesitated for a moment, then bowed and bowed...

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