As the waning moon sets, ripples appear all around.
This large mountain and dense forest seems to be in the water, constantly twisting and changing.
"It's a pity. If there is a refining method, we can use it to condense a cave."
Amidst the regretful voice, a huge, majestic figure rose from the ground, standing tall against the sky in an instant.
This figure seems both virtual and real. His legs are connected to the mountains, as if they are deeply rooted in the earth. He raises his huge arms to pick up the waning moon!
But before his huge palm touched the outline of the waning moon, ripples of moonlight rippled out, blocking the giant hand.
Then, a scene of deathly silence emerged within the waning moon.
Collapsed mountains, cracked earth, and traces of desolation.
"It is indeed a place outside the world. Even if the Lord of the Cave Heaven is dead, he still has such power! Before I came down to earth, I did not have such ability." The giant laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, "But, you
After all, he is a dead person, but I am still alive, and I have had a chance in the human world. Today, you, the waning moon, fall into my hands. It is destiny, and there is no escape!"
As he spoke, blood surged all over his body, and with corrosive thoughts, immortal light surged out from all over his body, turning into infinite thin snakes, converging towards the giant hand, slowly dyeing the space and the sky with it.
Layers of blood.
At the same time, the content of what He said turned into sound waves, sweeping around like a strong wind.
Wherever he passed, the tribesmen in the forest, the demons who had cultivated their abilities, and the beasts who had psychic powers, but the moment they heard these words, their souls were shattered, leaving only a body of flesh and blood.
In an instant, blood surged into the sky, and resentment boiled.
The waning moon was slowly infected with a layer of blood, which gradually became richer.
Immediately, the scene in the waning moon trembled violently, as if the earth was shattering and the rubble disintegrated, revealing a damaged palace.
The palace was half-destroyed, with ruins and broken walls, and cracks everywhere in the palace, lingering with a feeling of sadness and deathly silence.
Inside the palace, a figure could be seen faintly, sitting cross-legged in the depths.
"Hahaha!"
The huge figure laughed wildly, and without hesitation, he waved his hand, and countless blood and light fell like a river into the waning moon. There were countless little snakes floating in the blood!
Blood invaded the moon, seeping in from the incomplete cracks.
Wow!
In the blink of an eye, the blood river fell into the shadow of the waning moon and turned into a river.
The illusive scene in the waning moon was originally lonely and gray, with almost no color except gray and black, but now it has a touch of bright red.
The river of blood rolled and entangled in all directions, carving out a surging river and surrounding the half-ruined palace.
swish swish...
Thin snakes emerged from the water, climbing and intertwining, and spread towards the palace.
He was about to invade it, but a black flame suddenly burned and drew a circle, wrapping the palace and blocking out the thin snakes.
Anyone who comes into contact with black fire will burn instantly and turn into nothingness.
However, the thin snakes are endless and countless. Even if one is burned out, another one will be added to replace it. Every time, the circle of black fire has shrunk a little bit.
"Could it be the remaining soul that can block the incarnations of this deity? That's right, a person who can build a cave can be infected so easily, but now that he has fallen into my hands, he has been completely refined.
It's just a matter of time. Once I cleanse this body and go to the past, leaving behind a blank immortal body, I will have a true immortal incarnation. Even without my immortal status, I can still accomplish many things!"
As he spoke, the huge figure raised his hand, and the blood curtain covered the sky, completely wrapping the waning moon, and then slowly fell, turning into a bloody picture.
The painting showed a boundless sea of blood, with a waning moon falling into the sea, looming.
As soon as he took the scroll, the figure immediately gathered up his body, fell into the mountains, and transformed into a man in blue. His clothes were full of patterns, intertwined and changing, like a living thing.
At this time, a blue light came through the sky and pointed directly at this person.
The man in green opened his palm and grabbed the blue light, then crushed it to pieces, and then got some news.
"Oh? That Lu family from Kunlun actually wants to perform the ceremony of Zen and canonize the True Dragon Emperor! What a huge ambition!" He chuckled, "This Lu family has been hiding in Kunlun for many years and has been planning secretly. It turns out that this is what it is like
The idea is that he came to invite me just to let my luck help him!"
The man's eyes rolled.
"Originally, there was a conspiracy between them, but I didn't get involved and just practiced on my own. But now that I have obtained this immortal body, the situation is completely different. If Mrs. Lu wants to use my power to achieve a great gift, why can't I take advantage of it?
A few of them are here to speed up the refining of this immortal!"
As soon as he thought of this, he flicked his finger, and a streak of blood cut through the sky, following the path of the green light and returning.
The moonlight shines brightly on my heart.
Chen Cuo's consciousness was half asleep and half awake. He seemed to have had a big dream. In the dream, he was traveling around the world. Wherever he could think of, there was nowhere he could go and nowhere he could return!
Gradually, he had a feeling of obsession, feeling that he should live in this world and be the master of it, just like when he was in Huai...
Um?
Huai Di?
As soon as the name of this place came out, he suddenly woke up.
His thoughts swept across the vast land, and many scenes came one after another, and he understood it immediately.
"My thoughts have become one with the Taihua Secret Realm!"
As soon as he thought about it, the whole scene of Taihua Secret Realm came to mind. Chen Cuo's heart was filled with excitement and he felt surprised.
Then I saw the moonlight was faint and the breeze was gentle.
This secret realm no longer has the shaky feeling before. It is much more stable and condensed, especially the many cracks and fractures. In the past years, there were often hunters, woodcutters, scholars, women, and even
The outer monks entered by mistake.
It was through one of the cracks that the few people from the Creation Dao sneaked into this secret realm.
But now, as the moonlight falls, it is slowly healing as if it has been touched by a catkin.
However, what really surprised Chen Cuo was not the closing of these cracks, but following the residual evil spirits on the cracks, he could see many soldiers with wolf smoke blood!
The bodies of these soldiers contain strong blood-evil energy. They are connected by luck to each other, and their positions are all particular. Therefore, the laws are strict, and they are clearly a living formation!
Chen Cuo was no stranger to these figures. During the Changhe deduction, he had seen this group of wolf-like and tiger-like soldiers more than once. They looked ordinary, but were actually extraordinary. They were the fuse and catalyst for Taihua's collapse!
The cooperation between the soldiers is almost invincible and invincible. Even the disciples of Taihua are difficult to resist. The energy and blood of these soldiers are rushed by the smoke. Often, the magical aura has been expelled before the magical power is used!
But now, all these soldiers were turned to stone and stood motionless in front of the Bamboo House without making any sound.
"This group of soldiers has been suppressed. The fate of Mount Taihua has changed!"
With his heart trembling, Chen Cuo changed his mind and landed in the Bamboo House.
He saw Dao Yinzi sitting in the house, wearing robes and beard flying.
The energy all over his body was so rich that it almost condensed into substance, and a blurry scene was outlined behind him, like a landscape splashed with ink.
Suddenly, the old Taoist priest felt something in his heart and raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky.
"Awake? It's much earlier than I expected." Dao Yinzi smiled slightly, "Don't worry, now that your mind is in the cave, you won't be able to return it to its original position for a while, so it's better to have a better understanding."
As soon as the Taoist finished speaking, he saw a black shadow extending from outside the bamboo house and transformed into a person, it was Tun Nanzi.
"Master..." He looked surprised, "But the junior brother has woken up? You said he won't be able to return to his position for a while? Doesn't it mean that when the mad disciple takes action, the junior brother can't catch up?"
"Why can't you catch up?"
Chen Cuo was confused, and then the whole cave trembled, and a spiritual light emerged from his heart.
"Half a month has actually passed since the bright moon rose!?"
