You're here?

Hei Wuchang's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

Xie Qi thought something:

"Fengshentai?"

Of course, An Qisheng built the Five-Party Venerable Platform. He naturally would not be unaware of it.

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

"The feathering has been difficult since ancient times. There have been many practitioners of Taoism for 100,000 years. How many people have achieved enlightenment? Even those who have become feathering need to take off their ordinary shells and leave naked as they come. Even if the two are stronger than the feathering, they can carry the heaven and earth?"

An Qisheng looked peaceful.

This place is special, not a simple continent. It is difficult to move beyond imagination, not to mention that he has no idea about the principle of universe replacement.

Even though Gu Changfeng could vaguely sense the opportunity for a cosmic replacement in the future, it was still unknown what he replaced.

If it is replaced with the solar system, what should we do?

What if a large starry sky, including Xuanxing, is replaced in this world?

All living beings in this world are miserable and pity, while all living beings in Xuanxing are also innocent.

"In a blink of an eye, three hundred years will be the blink of an eye. Once disasters come, there will be only a few sentient beings in the world who can survive. Ninety-nine sentient beings will be ruined. At that time, there will be no chance..."

Black Impermanence stares at An Qisheng:

"All the worlds are either black or white, and when they are extraordinary, they must do extraordinary things..."

"Extraordinary times, do extraordinary things."

An Qisheng nodded and expressed his agreement. His eyes turned, with a powerful will that could not be changed:

"Since that's the case, why not let me try it."

"How long will it take for you to have three hundred years in a flash?"

Hei Wuchang sighed helplessly, but took a step back.

It’s not that he doesn’t like to force others, but this Taoist is worthy of being the one the Lord of the Mansion is valued. After only 90 years, he has already had the strength to compete with them.

I couldn't force it, but I had to stop it.

"Why do you need three hundred years?"

An Qisheng looked into the void from afar and said quietly:

"March is enough..."

His eyes were faint, as if he had penetrated the endless mist, and he saw the extremely distant extreme of the sky and the seal of the gods.

"March......"

Hei Wuchang said to himself slightly, and then he realized that this Dao Ren was clearly prepared.

But I was also a little scared.

At this time, he was connected to Xie Qi's original source, so he could naturally know what Xie Qi was thinking. He knew everything that happened when this Taoist An came to this world.

But because of this, he was a little shocked.

It's just ninety years, and I haven't even really entered the realm of destiny, but I'm already planning for the "God of Heaven".

What aspiration is this?

"That......."

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

"Do I need to do something?"

March is not a long time for anyone. He has been waiting for thousands of years and will not care about these three days.

If things fail after March, he will no longer have the reason to refuse.

Huh ~

An Qisheng's eyes were restrained, and he flipped it casually, and a small, simple and mysterious altar was exposed to the eyes of the two impermanents.

"This altar..."

The black and white impermanent eyes condensed at the same time, and their vision was the best in the world, and they undoubtedly saw the extraordinaryness of this altar.

"Not an ordinary person..."

"It is not something in this world..."

The two spoke almost at the same time, and a hint of surprise appeared in their hearts.

Even if there is no contact, just a glance, they can feel that the rank of this altar is extremely high.

Similar to it, they only saw one treasure that they could not understand in their lives.

That is the core of the Netherworld, the book of life and death.

Could it be that this Dao Ren can only come to this world by relying on this thing?

"What do you mean?"

Hei Wuchang frowned slightly.

They are naturally familiar with the altar. They have played this method of using many sacrifices to seek responses on the other end of the altar countless times.

Even in today's world, there are many people who are worshiping the Eight Kings of the Underworld and the Two of them.

But this altar is most likely not a thing of this place of heaven and earth. Once sacrificed, what kind of things will be drawn out?

Huh ~

An Qisheng threw it casually, and the altar floated in a flash, expanding in the wind, and in an instant it had turned into a hundred feet high and low, landing on the gate tower of Netherworld City:

"Sacrifice!"

Buzz ~

The altar stands above the city tower, and the dim rune lines on it appear scarlet lights, wriggling like living things, and the fog floating around it was swallowed silently by it.

"So evil!"

Hei Wuchang looked at him and felt that once the fog 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 or the evil evil and hatred, it cannot be completely eliminated, whether it is the practitioner's swallowing or traction of the underworld.

It is just to transform it into another form. In essence, they still exist between heaven and earth, only increasing but not decreasing.

But at this moment, the yin energy really disappeared into the altar!

"Who is this altar worshipped?"

Xie Qi's pupils also shrank.

"There is no worshiper in this altar. Its essence is actually a balance, and the altar is just the external appearance of this heaven and earth."

An Qisheng was also looking at the altar.

After buying it for 90 years, this altar became more and more evil. Of course, this was not the evil of this altar, but because the items he sacrificed through this altar were not good people.

From the White Bone Demon, the Affected Taoist, to the Ten Rebellious Emperor of Heaven, which one is not the Affected?

Naturally, this altar looks evil.

“Balance…”

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

"Can I think that if I put the heaven and earth together on it, I can move the heaven and earth away?"

"That's true, but it's not realistic."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He once divided a ray of divine will and captured the coordinates called the wilderness through this balance, but a complete white bone demon had only one head left when he arrived at the other end.

If you sacrifice the heaven and earth, and do not mention the "God of Heaven" in this world and the reaction of the emperor, you are afraid that before you can reach the other end, this continent will collapse.

Not to mention whether there is really something on the other end of the altar that can bring out exchanges that are equivalent to this world...

"What are you going to do when you take out this altar?"

Hei Wuchang withdrew his eyes.

At this time, he was really unpredictable. What exactly did An Qisheng want to do?

"If things can be accomplished, please give sacrifices to the emperor and the ten thousand li of the emperor at the right time..."

An Qi grew up and stood up, stepping into the sky, and his body was deeply rooted in the Tao:

"If things cannot be accomplished, then exchange them as me!"

exchange?

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

The latter shook his head slightly:

"Watch the changes."

Rumble!

An Qisheng stood in the sky, and his clothes were rushing between the howling wind, a huge roar like thousands of thunders exploded from under the Yin earth!

In an instant, the land of thousands of miles of radius centered on Netherworld City was broken into pieces.

Then, it was like a volcano that had accumulated billions of years suddenly erupted.

Thousands of indescribable divine lights scattered across the sky, piercing through the heavy fog, and illuminating the entire underworld for a moment.

In countless years, I have never seen such a strong light, under such a powerful divine light, quickly melting into the void like butter in the fire.

Even though it was the turbulent seabed of the underworld, the huge dragon head raised high could not help but lower its head and let out a painful and violent roar:

"Gu Changfeng!"

boom!

The divine light lies across all sides and runs through all directions, intertwining each other, faintly showing a huge scroll that seems to encompass the entire underworld.

The book is dark yellow and extremely simple. At first glance, I don’t know how many words appear and disappear on it. Moreover, it seems that there are thousands of changes in every moment.

Even though the book is everywhere and everywhere, and someone even stares at it, he can't see even a character on it clearly.

But vaguely, all those who see this book have an illusion that they cannot help themselves in life and death.

Moreover, not only the underworld, but even in the world, light and shadow appear, shocking countless people.

"The cycle of life and death!"

In the boundless ocean, a small boat was drifting with the flow. An old monk wearing a hat sitting cross-legged on it suddenly looked up and saw this huge book, his heart trembling.

This book is clearly the supreme treasure used by the King of the Underworld to control the life and death of all spirits and the cycle of reincarnation!

According to legend, it is precisely because of this volume of treasure that the Lord of the Netherworld was able to send people to reincarnation.

In the two thousand years after the disappearance of the Netherworld Palace, countless people have ventured into the Netherworld Palace. In order to pursue the footsteps of the Netherworld Palace Palace, more people are for the cycle of life and death.

"The reincarnation reappears..."

The old monk murmured to himself.

Since the disappearance of the Nether Palace Lord, this ancient scroll has disappeared and no one can drive it. For two thousand years, there has been no reincarnation in the world.

And at this moment, it reappeared.

what does that mean?

Is it the Lord of the Netherworld Returning?

Or choose the master of the treasure?

Huh ~

As his thoughts turned, the old monk slapped his boat and suddenly cut through the boundless sea and sank into the void.

Central Land, East Land, West Land, North Land...

The powerful existences, no matter where they are, whether they are in seclusion or not, are suddenly alarmed.

After seeing this ancient book through various means, they were all shocked.

I couldn't help but break through the barrier and came out.

They all came towards the underworld, but they all felt a sense of emotion. In a vague sense, they only felt that the opportunity had appeared. If they missed it, there would be no possibility of moving forward in this life.

boom!

Boom!

The Netherworld City shook violently, and the surrounding soil was rolling like waves. In the brokenness, an altar built around the entire Netherworld City, but even more solemn and grand, slowly rose from the ground.

The altar covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, and is black all over, as if condensed by the most yin and evil aura of heaven and earth, exuding a terrifying aura that makes people look crazy.

The altar rose at a speed that seemed slow but actually extremely fast, and by chance, lifted An Qisheng's body.

And that book of "Life and Death Reincarnation" originally hung on the altar.
Chapter completed!