Having experienced his own death countless times in the illusion, and even found an opportunity to fight back, Liu Qinghuan's mood at this time was calm, and he calmly watched the gray air fly out of the Wanmu Zhengrong nectar bottle and land on it.
On the dove!
Yujiu, who had his eyes closed suddenly, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp and vicious. However, in the next moment, they became scattered, and he turned his head in confusion, and his furrowed brows relaxed.
Liu Qinghuan was suddenly overjoyed and quickly stopped it. Although the majestic aura generated by the Xiuxiu tree and the Mysterious Sky tree had a very strong bewildering effect, it once fascinated the demon cultivator Huangthroat in the integration stage, but Yujiu was the former
A Mahayana monk's profound cultivation foundation is far beyond what Huang Hou can match, so he never dares to take it lightly at this time.
The time left for him may be extremely short. Liu Qinghuan opened the ring on the little finger of his left hand, and a wisp of misty flame floated out.
As soon as the fire appeared, a "buzzing" sound was heard from all around, and the monsters hiding in the darkness suddenly dispersed and disappeared in an instant.
The pure lotus calamity spiritual fire is designed to burn the filth in the heart. Anyone who can pass through this fire without dying can achieve physical sanctification.
Liu Qinghuan was not distracted, carefully keeping a distance from the Jinglian Tribulation Spiritual Fire, and waved it with her hand.
The green flames fluttered out, as if a gust of wind could blow them out. They looked quiet and docile, but they concealed extremely terrifying power.
boom!
The pain that burned his soul made Yujiu wake up from the confusion, but it was already too late. As long as he is exposed to the pure lotus calamity spiritual fire, the evil in his heart will not be extinguished. The righteous monks still dare not say that the light they have done in their lives is
Pure and upright, let alone demonic cultivators.
"Ahhh!"
Yujiu roared in pain, his body rolling in the roaring fire, black feathers dancing wildly in the sky, and rays of magic light shooting out from it.
Liu Qinghuan was horrified and then retreated. No matter how many times he saw this scene, it still shocked him. In terms of grade, the Jinglian Tribulation Spiritual Fire did not rank particularly high among the strange fires, but due to its characteristics, no one dared to touch it.
Offend half a point.
He decided to stay further away and was about to put away the stone tablet hanging beside him. He accidentally glanced at it and saw a few lines of words appearing on it. When he looked up, he saw the word "鸸鸸"!
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be surprised. Just as he was about to take a closer look, the mandarin duck on the other end, perhaps understanding that his situation was beyond hope, suddenly gave up his struggle and rushed towards him with his body covered in flames.
"Hah!"
This person is still evil-minded at this time and wants nothing more than to kill him!
After retracting the stone tablet, Liu Qinghuan's body flashed and he quickly flew upwards with the Earth Shrinking Technique.
Yujiu was at the end of his crossbow at this time. After chasing for a while, he slowed down, and streams of filthy black liquid-like light burst out from his body, and were burned up by the Jinglian Tribulation Spiritual Fire.
When Liu Qinghuan was sure that the opponent could not catch up, he stopped and looked back. The blazing green fire was extremely conspicuous in the darkness. It lasted for a while, and then the fire gradually became smaller.
Yujiu, who had been in the spotlight all his life, was seriously injured by a sudden catastrophe. He was imprisoned in Sihuiyuan for many years and could not heal his injuries. He finally escaped from the trap, but was shot half dead by an arrow from Immortal Yi.
In the end, even thousands of years of cultivation were completely destroyed, and even his life was lost at the hands of Liu Qinghuan, whose cultivation was far lower than his.
It can only be said that he should not have ignored the advice of the four stone sculptures outside the altar, insisted on stepping into the tower, and started this unlucky and fatal journey.
The enemy was dead. Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no joy at all. Instead, he felt an unspeakable sadness.
He stretched out his hand and put the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spirit Fire, which had returned to a small flame, back into the ring on his little finger. Suddenly he thought of the Cause and Effect Tablet and took it out of the sea of consciousness, only to see that only "鸤" was left on it.
The word "dove".
"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan had a look of confusion on his face, and brushed his fingers on the cold stone surface: "What does this mean?"
I saw that the word "鸸鸸" did not disappear slowly like before, but every stroke was covered with fine cracks, and then disappeared like the wind.
"Does this mean that all the cause and effect between me and Yujiu is finally over?"
Liu Qinghuan touched the stone tablet that had no words on it, and made such a guess in his mind. However, he has not found out the details of this tablet yet, so whether it is related to the law of cause and effect is just a guess.
No matter what, Yujiu died, and from then on no one doubted that the immortal treasure was in his possession, and pursued him relentlessly.
A rustling sound was heard not far away, and the monsters that were scared away by the Jinglian Tribulation Spiritual Fire came back. Liu Qinghuan gathered her thoughts, looked at the endless abyss below her, and flew upwards.
This abyss gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. In just a few breaths, it had pulled him and Yujiu into the illusion at the same time. If they stayed there any longer, something strange might happen, so it would be better to leave quickly.
He flew back to the earth bridge, and as soon as he took two steps forward, he suddenly discovered that the door he had never been able to get close to became much clearer now.
Two stone pillars stand alone in the void, heavy and honest. There is a majestic gate tower above them, which exudes a vicissitude and rough ancient atmosphere. In the middle, there is a square stone that looks like a city gate plate.
There is a secret fairy text composed of dots and lines.
Beside the door, there are two fierce stone sculptures standing.
Liu Qinghuan was stunned and carefully identified the secret immortal texts: "Yin Yang...Xu...Heaven..."
Yin Yang Xutian?
I seem to have heard this name somewhere.
He checked his memory, and a look of shock gradually appeared on his face: "This place is actually the Yin Yang Xutian!"
If it were Liu Qinghuan in the past, he would not have known where Yin Yang Xu Tian was, but he later went to Qingming, and then went up to Sangu Mountain in the sky, and joined Banshan Academy, so he had the opportunity to see some future things in the academy's book tower.
Rare and ancient books circulated to the outside world.
In an ancient book, there was this very simple record: There is a city called Yin Yang Xutian, which exists between Yin and Yang, and ends on the other side of life and death, coexisting with the past and present.
When Liu Qinghuan saw such words at that time, he was deeply surprised, but at the same time he felt that it was impossible: How could there be such a strange place, where the past and the present are still together?
He was afraid that he would admit a mistake, so he turned over and read the secret text on the lintel several times. However, "Yin Yang" was an extremely common word even in the secret text, and it was absolutely impossible to admit it wrong.
Full of shock and doubt, Liu Qinghuan walked forward, approaching the stone door step by step.
At this moment, the stone sculptures standing on both sides of the door moved together. One of them turned his head with a creak, and there were two strong lights where his eyes were, and he roared like thunder: "Who is coming!"