Netherworld.

Feng Qingyan is still standing on the Resurrection Cliff.

At this moment, the white clothes were moving without wind, making a hunting sound, and an extremely strong murderous aura suddenly emerged from his body.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

Although he was very careful, he was eventually discovered by Dayantian, which attracted the pursuit of the Lord of Heaven.

And the Eighty-One Saints are no match for the Lord of Heaven.

Even though it is just a clone of the Lord of Heaven.

If the Eighty-One Saints were not dead yet and were at their peak, it would be possible to escape from the clone of the Lord of Heaven.

but now.

Only a faint shadow remains of the Eighty-One Saint.

First, he went to the end of time and space, then broke the iron chain of heaven, and then tried his best to carry the ancient coffin of the Human Emperor back.

They were already exhausted.

If he hadn't gone through the Eight Great Worlds, those fearless people who had no hesitation would have evolved the earth and re-enacted the civilizations of various civilizations.

Zhuzi simply cannot create another phantom...

but.

This can only allow them to return to the great world of Kyushu.

How to fight against a clone of the Lord of Heaven?

If there is no powerful assistance at this moment, not only will the Eighty-one Holy Society be completely wiped out, but the Human Emperor's ancient coffin will also be locked at the end of time and space again.

And it is even more impossible for Yan Qing to survive.

This is fate and fate!

Kyushu’s last hope!

Rumble!

The reincarnation millstone was turning crazily, making a deafening sound that made the underworld tremble slightly.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and kept making deductions in his mind.

Deducing a way out.

Time has only passed by a few breaths.

However, he has deduced it a million times...

When he deduced it hundreds of millions of times, he finally deduced a way out.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes penetrated the layers of time and space again, fell into the dead silence of the universe, and stared at the giant finger.

perhaps.

This will be his first battle with the Lord of Heaven...

"The way of life and death, the extreme of life is death, the extreme of death is life. The way of yin and yang, the extreme of yin is yang, the extreme of yang is yin..."

He spoke softly.

then.

An extremely mysterious aura suddenly appeared on his body.

The stone arch bridge that had been imprinted in his mind like a brand became clear again, exuding a silky mysterious aura.

And at this moment.

A mysterious stone arch bridge suddenly appeared in his mind.

When it appeared, it immediately penetrated the black matter between the yin and yang worlds, and quickly spanned eternal time and space.

Go to the lonely universe.

The bridge that once reflected the heavens now reflects the heavens again.

Rumble!

The heavens and realms of Yang Jian were violently shaking again.

At this moment, countless creatures in the world are staring at the strange existence of the bridge, and they all want to board it...

It's a pity that the connecting bridge is like a dream and cannot be touched at all.

As if separated by endless time and space.

There is still a layer of dreams between them.

Same as in a dream.

but.

The bridge of connection is for all the heavens and all realms.

It is a supreme existence, indestructible, immortal, immortal, and seems to exist eternally.

Even if heaven and earth grow old, the connecting bridge will never grow old.

Even if heaven and earth are destroyed, the connecting bridge will not be destroyed.

Even if the sun sets and the moon falls, the connecting bridge will not fall.

It exists forever.

now.

All the worlds in the Yang world were shaken.

It seems that all living things are watching it...

…

…

The Bridge of Connection once again illuminated the heavens, causing a sensation throughout the world, and even the soul could not control the vibration.

now.

Feng Qingyan also walked onto the bridge again.

The bridge of connection is between the yin and yang worlds, and is divided into two parts, one half in the yang world and the other half in the underworld.

The highest point of the Jieyin Bridge is the dividing point between the Yin and Yang realms.

he……

Step by step, we reached the highest point of the bridge.

So now.

In the eyes of countless creatures in the world.

At the end of the bridge that was reflected in the heavens, a vague figure in white appeared.

Like a figure in white behind the sky wall.

Although it was blurry, its style reflected the whole sky and amazed the whole world.

Feng Qingyan, who was standing at the highest point on the Jie Yin Bridge, saw countless dead souls on the Jie Yin Bridge...

They all had dull eyes and slowly came towards him.

In other words, it is slowly heading towards the underworld.

And in front of countless dead souls, there are twelve huge wisps of incomparable gray mist...

These twelve wisps of gray mist.

It seems to be getting clearer.

but.

It has never been condensed and turned into a human form.

So now.

Feng Qingyan pointed at the twelve wisps of gray mist and flicked his fingers, and twelve drops of blood flew out.

Because of the connecting bridge.

Twelve drops of blood broke through the limitations of time and space, and even broke through the limitations of Yin and Yang.

Finally it fell on twelve wisps of gray mist.

"I control creation, life and death, reincarnation..."

Feng Qingyan looked at the twelve wisps of gray mist and said, and then twelve drops of blood merged into the gray mist.

Then the fog became clearer.

Under his voice, figures gradually condensed into increasingly clear figures...

Each figure was extremely huge, emitting an extremely terrifying aura, and seemed to have touched a terrifying rule.

At this moment, twelve wisps of gray mist condensed into human shapes.

Rumble!

Twelve huge figures suddenly opened their eyes and bowed to the highest point of the bridge.

"Meet my emperor!"
To be continued...