The mountain peaks are majestic and dark, like a tower, smooth and difficult to climb, and the feeling of confinement is everywhere, making Meng Qi unable to fly. When he gets close, he falls directly, as if a stone sinks to the sea. With a bang, he stepped on the ground with crazy dark green vines, causing the earth to shake a few times.︽,

The vines were trampled and blood flowed out, making them brilliant red.

Meng Qi looked up and saw that the mountain was thousands of feet high and towering into the dark clouds. The only passage was a winding path, which surrounded the mountain, looming like a dragon.

"It seems to have entered another world..." Meng Qi, who has rich experience in reincarnation, frowned and judged his current situation.

Could this be the basis for Hasulla and others to counterattack?

If this is the case, if you want to leave or take the initiative, judging from the changes of the cardinal system of heaven and earth and the gathering of qi, you may have to reach the top.

While observing the environment based on experience and grasping the laws of heaven and earth, Meng Qi used the Yuxu Shenju to deduce it. At this time, dark green vines grew wildly, wrapping around his ankles, and spikes spread out on them, but they could not penetrate them no matter how hard they were.

"It feels like the Nine Netherworld or the Demon Realm." Through comparison, Meng Qi was a little clear, using "Only My Only" and "Yuanxin Seal" to keep it from being affected by the illusion. He looked around with wise eyes, confirmed that there was no one, took a step forward and walked calmly towards the mountain road.

On both sides of the mountain road are stones with strange postures, as if they were transformed by evil demons after death, making those who step in it shudder.

In the center is a slightly muddy black soil, permeated with a pungent dark red liquid.

"Where did the others go?" Meng Qi recalled the sudden change at that time and felt that many masters were involved, but there was no trace of them here.

Could it be that this world is bigger than imagined?

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Chen Zhao and his junior sister Liu Zejun arrived at the dark and pointed peak and found that they could not fly here, and only one small path leads to the top of the peak.

On both sides of the path are evil spirits, which are strange and strange, and the center is made of pieces of ice that have been covered with cold air. The crystals are clear, and the reflection can be seen.

"Ice Soul's way of seeing the heart..." Chen Zhao said to himself, "Junior sister, this is really similar to the Ice Snow Immortal Palace."

The only difference is that the "Jianxin Road" of the Ice Snow Immortal Palace leads from the palace gate to the main hall, where it is the climbing peak.

"This place is mostly related to the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace." Liu Zejun also entered the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace and received an adventure, and is no stranger to it.

The Ice Snow Immortal Palace is a great secret of the extreme north. It is an immortal palace discovered by various sects and families after many generations of exploration of the extreme north core. It is bizarre and strange inside. There are various adventures, but no one can really go deeper. This is the case. The adventures on the outside alone benefit a lot from those who are destined to enter. As long as they don’t die inside, they can often achieve something. There is a large part of the reason why Chen Zhao can enter the Grandmaster under thirty.

It is related to one's own strength. All sects and families in the far north have tacitly kept this secret and have never revealed the powerful people in the south who came to the far north to find heaven and earth treasures.

Chen Zhao laughed: "I just encountered this kind of encounter when I was defeated. God really treats me very well."

Not to mention the hidden adventures. Just taking a journey to the Ice Soul Appreciation Path can reveal one's own shadows "clearly" and help resolve and complete.

Liu Zejun was obviously relieved and smiled and congratulated him. He was in a mood to say, "The swordsman who passed by just now is really powerful. Is it so terrifying to meet a strong man in the south?"

And judging from his breath and appearance, he may not be younger than himself!

Chen Zhao sniffed: "Such a person is probably rare in the south, but it really makes me understand that there is a heaven outside the sky and there are people outside the sky. It is not advisable to be self-confidence or to look at the sky in a well."

He looked up at the top of the mountain and murmured to himself: "This kind of world, such martial arts are interesting."

Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled his junior sister to the "bingpoulo learning the heart".

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As high as ten feet, the Emperor of Netherworld, who regards ordinary people as ants, stood in front of the winding path, and his every move was like a divine weapon shaking the void, and his figure looked like an ancient powerful man who came.

Each of his bones is like a giant possessed, exuding an illusory feeling, and seems to be everywhere, controlling the life and death of many universes, which is particularly terrifying, but this feeling is obviously incomplete and cannot be integrated. It is everywhere and finally put into practice.

The blood and yellow mist were swept by, covering up the figure and appearance. The Emperor of Netherworld carried a life and death pen with black tube white hair and white tube black hair, looking at the path in front of him, as if a divine light was shot out from the fog.

He has been to this secret realm many times, but he has never had the same experience today.

The bones of Huangquan’s true body can actually hook up the remaining thoughts of the Demon Lord, causing a sudden change!

The Impermanence of Life and Death Sect has been divided from the "primitive demonic path" and has practiced the "Huangquan True Method" transformed by the Demon Lord. However, the inheritance was cut off many times. More than 3,000 years ago, the ancestors adventured into the "Impermanence of Life and Death" and rebuilt the sect.

It was this ancestor who practiced the Huangquan true method to the Dharma body level through normal channels and sensed the "Huangquan corpse" in the dark. After going through hardships, he found the Jiuyou crack, and found the "powerful remains" of the evil god Huangquan and the secret method of refining the living dead in a certain secret place.

From then on, the sect leader of the Impermanence of Life and Death in the past dynasties worked hard to combine the corpse of Huangquan and the true method of Huangquan into one. Until the previous dynasty, it was finally perfected. Unfortunately, the old sect leader's life span was over and it was difficult to try. Emperor Netherworld has been working hard for this since his debut, and finally reached the last moment.

As long as a living Dharma body** is used as a guide, it can transform yin into yang, turn death into life, and achieve the unprecedented "Huangquan True Body". After having a body that is still close to the legendary, it directly obtains part of the authority of life and death, half "god" and half "immortal", becoming a "special human immortal" that can sweep the earthly immortal, and can break through and advance in a very short time. It will take many years to be a celestial immortal, dominate the contemporary, establish the earthly underworld, and control the survival of life and death.

Unfortunately, I failed to successfully capture a Dharma body after repeated attempts, but it was seriously damaged.

The past flashed by, and the Emperor of Netherworld didn't care about the stones shaped like evil spirits on both sides of the path, but the illusory blood-yellow stream flowing in the middle of the path made him cautious and slightly happy.

"Is it possible that there is the 'Yellow Spring True Water' condensed when the Demon Lord deduced the Yellow Spring True Method in the past?" The Emperor of Netherworld looked at the stream flowing indifferently, life and death had nothing to do with it, and forgot the past, and took a step solemnly.

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Ye Yuqi walked on the path covered with snow, and the "Ice Soul Cold Light Sword" hung low, the tip of the sword seemed to be dragged forward, and the strange-shaped stones on both sides seemed to be frozen by ice and snow.

Suddenly, an old lady appeared in front of her, with a hunched figure, her face as white as a chicken skin, her hair was gray and her eyes were turbid.

She was placed next to her, holding a notched stone bowl in her hand, and her voice was sharp:

"After drinking this bowl of Mengpo soup, I forgot the past and the past, I am unfaithful, my heartless man, my love wife, I will meet each other as a passerby, and I will never hear about the pain or the pain!"

"Mengpo Soup..." Ye Yuqi was stunned. His eyes were blurred and he raised his left hand, his fingers slowly stretched over like green onion pieces, as if he wanted to take the bowl of Mengpo Soup.

When my fingertips touched and penetrated them, it turned out to be illusory.

Ye Yuqi's lips curled up and a faint smile appeared, a little bit hard and tired, and he withdrew his hand and walked towards the top of the peak.

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Meng Qi stepped on the slightly muddy black soil, worried that other masters would be in trouble, so he was cautious and his pace was relatively fast.

After walking for a while, I walked around the mountain for two times, and the black fog in front began to become deep, isolating the spirit and covering my ears and eyes.

Subconsciously, Meng Qi slowed down, and his right hand sword and his left hand sword no longer hid his own slightest, and stepped into the fog.

The fog rolled and suddenly parted. A figure appeared in front of Meng Qi. He had an ancient crown and wide robe, fluttering sleeves, dressed in an ancient costume, his body was hidden, his hair was black, and he tied into a Taoist bun. His majestic aura penetrated the world, full of hatred for everything, as if he wanted to destroy the creatures, the world, and himself!

This breath is covered with the dust of time, crossing the long river of time, making people unable to resist.

He slowly turned around and revealed a Qigu face. His right hand was thick, twice as thick as an ordinary person. His nails were like swords. The back of his hand was covered with dark black and strange patterns, full of evil blood and overwhelming hatred.

Demon Emperor Claw? Which master is he? Meng Qi had seen the Demon Emperor Claw look outside the Demon Emperor Claw, and he swept his thoughts slightly, and his thoughts fluctuated.

The figure's expression was calm, his eyes had an eternal hatred, and he said calmly but with infinite murderous intent: "Qi, I will drag you to die together."

Qi, the Holy Emperor Qi? Meng Qi immediately understood who this person was.

The third-generation master of the Demon Emperor's Claw, "Emperor Hate Heaven", obtained the Demon Emperor's Claw after the Human Emperor was transformed and inherited the "primitive demonic path". A few hundred years later, it launched a huge demonic disaster, trying to destroy the world, but at that time, the Holy Emperor Qi was in power, and was powerful, and there were many gods and immortals to suppress him.

In the end, in the peak battle, he died at the hands of the Holy Emperor Qi, and the Holy Emperor Qi's transformation almost died three years later.

"This is the battlefield between the Holy Emperor Qi and the Emperor Hentian?" Meng Qi recalled that he felt that the geographical location was wrong. At that time, they fought in the Western Regions Burial God Desert, which was the Arctic Ice Field.

If it weren't for their battlefield, how could there be the breath of Emperor Hee Tian remaining, or the last sentence before his death?

After carefully identifying it, I confirmed that Emperor Hentian was just a residual projection and could not even be considered a breath. Meng Qi walked around with doubt.

After walking a few steps, the fog rolled and cracked again. A figure sat upright in front of him. His hair was snow-white, scattered on his back, his eyes were scarlet, his hatred was true, his face was handsome but a little cold, his clothes were ancient, his right hand was equally thick, covered with deep black and evil patterns, filled with indescribable hatred.

"It's the Demon Emperor's Claw again..." Meng Qi glanced at him and probably knew the other party's identity.

The fourth generation master of the Demon Emperor Claw, "Evil Emperor" Xie Tianshu.

He was amazingly talented and was originally a hero of righteousness. He was once prominent in the Middle Ages. After that, the thoughts of the saints were inspired by him, but for some reason, he suddenly fell into depravity, betrayed the sect, became crazy, killed his master and brother, and grew into a giant left-minded Taoist. Later, he obtained the claws of the Demon Emperor, unified the Demon Taoism, and started a period of dark years until he was ended by the earliest saints of the Middle Ages.

The Middle Ages was the era of the confrontation between the human race and demons.

"Hate! Evil Emperor" Xie Tianshu whistled to the sky, full of unwillingness.

Meng Qi took a light breath and saw the last scene of the masters of the Demon Emperor's Claws. Could it be that this place is related to the Demon Emperor's Claws? (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!