"Immortal?" Wenhua did not express shock, but was confused, because the question of immortality is very far away, and it is difficult for most people to imagine. Immortals appeared in ancient times, and they were all legendary figures, such as Zhang Sanfeng, Lu Dongbin, and even more distant figures, the emperor.
, Guangchengzi, Fuxi, these have left a strong mark in the history of China.
Liu Yiyang smiled and said quietly: "If I reach such a state one day, no one in the Medicine King Valley will be my opponent. By then, the whole world will be mine."
Zhao Weiwei stood calmly in the dry reincarnation lake, looking at Lei Feng, silent. This is where Lei Feng and the beast-skin woman entered. However, the lake water contains toxins that are difficult for humans to understand, and you will definitely die if you enter.
"Miss Lei Feng?" Wen Hua chuckled.
Zhao Weiwei said calmly: "You are just a dog. You are not qualified to talk to me. If you are not stopped by the ghost hand, you will be a dead person."
Wen Hua didn't take it seriously and said: "The one who laughs last is the winner. No matter how powerful Feng Lingyun and the others are, they are just corpses on the ground."
Zhao Weiwei said: "Killed by someone who was forced."
Wenhua said strangely: "We are the same kind of people, you have no right to criticize me. We all just want to survive."
Liu Yiyang took the lead and went down the passage, followed closely by Wen Hua. Zhao Weiwei turned around and looked at the entrance to the fourth floor not far away with confusion, and murmured: "Strange, why do you feel like there is someone there?"
When Zhao Weiwei disappeared into the passage, calm returned to the fourth floor. Then the lake water emerged, the passage was completely submerged, and everything returned to normal.
On the fifth floor, it was pitch black.
It was like coming to hell, with three or two fires lighting up from time to time, and everything was shrouded in darkness, like the mouth of a ferocious monster, waiting for living people to enter.
He couldn't see his fingers, Liu Yiyang held up the miner's lamp and said: "There is not much danger on the fifth floor. This is the transfer station of the Sky Tomb. What you are looking for will appear. Once you get it, leave and the Sky Tomb will be closed until twenty years later."
will be turned on."
"Aren't you going to the 18th floor?" Wenhua asked curiously again.
Liu Yiyang turned around, and the light shone on his face, which looked eerie and terrifying, like an attempt from hell. He grinned, showing two rows of teeth, and said with a smile: "Eighteen days, we are not allowed to go in. Do you think the old man from the sky tomb will let us in?"
?At most five floors. If we go deep, we will definitely die."
Zhao Weiwei looked at the area where the lights were located, and found that the floor beneath her feet was paved with blood spirit stones. The quality was excellent, at least they were top-grade blood spirit stones.
It is at least a hundred feet in radius. It is unimaginable that the celestial tomb is so extravagant. It is simply a waste of natural resources. Zhao Weiwei couldn't help being shocked and sighed: "I really have to wonder if it is a masterpiece of God. This is not a mausoleum that humans can create."
Liu Yiyang sneered: "Who told you this was made by humans?"
Zhao Weiwei's eyes flashed with fear, and she lost her voice: "Could it be..."
Liu Yiyang frowned and said: "You can't talk about ghosts in the dark, and you can't mention that name in the tomb."
The three of them moved forward. I don't know who guessed the mechanism. The Blood Spirit Stone suddenly lit up, and the longevity lamps were on. There were more than a thousand lamps suspended on the stone wall.
The square with a radius of thousands of feet made people feel insignificant. The three of them could clearly see the surrounding layout. It was a completely empty square with a huge crystal sarcophagus in the center and flowers dotted around it. It was so beautiful.
"Is this?" Zhao Weiwei's face changed drastically and she said tremblingly. When she saw the crystal coffin, a chill ran through her body. Everything was beyond expectations.
A suppression of heaven and earth always surrounds it, as if heaven and earth are pressing down, and personal spiritual will has become a joke, and its power is difficult to estimate.
Liu Yiyang looked at the sarcophagus excitedly. Although the pressure was strong, everything was as expected. He said in a trembling voice: "This is what I want. If I get it, I can continue to make breakthroughs."
Sizzling——
Fine lines rippled around the crystal coffin, like thin lightning silver dragons entwining itself. No strangers were allowed to enter. As Liu Yiyang approached, he felt that the energy in his body was drained and he could not lift it up.
Liu Yiyang laughed loudly and said: "I will finally realize my wish, and the world will soon surrender at my feet. Everything will become insignificant."
"Xuan Kongzi, one day, I will step on you and challenge him to become the best in the world." Liu Yiyang said excitedly, "Zi Yan, I will take you back. Even if you commit suicide, I will be able to win you back."
Take it back from the hands of the King of Hell."
The crystal coffin exudes a strong will. The three of them are walking with difficulty, but the gap between the three of them can be seen. The one at the front is Liu Yiyang, with a ruddy complexion. Although his steps are heavy, he still goes forward.
Wenhua's face was calm, but his veins were raging and his steps were trembling, making it difficult to move forward.
Zhao Weiwei was already sitting fifty meters away, looking at the crystal coffin in shock. She felt an unstoppable will just by getting closer. What kind of person is this?
Unimaginable!
Liu Yiyang was about to get close, but when he was twenty meters away, his bones crackled and crackled, his clothes rustled, and there was no wind, and a powerful momentum burst out.
Bang!
Wenhua was shaken by the powerful aura and flew backwards. Looking at Liu Yiyang, his eyes were full of fear and shock. He guessed that the opponent was very powerful, but he was actually so powerful.
Rolling to Zhao Weiwei's side, looking at each other and smiling bitterly, Wen Hua sat on the ground and gasped: "What do you think?"
Glancing ahead, Zhao Weiwei noticed that Liu Yiyang was moving forward excitedly. Even though his clothes were torn to pieces, he was still moving forward. His bones could not bear the pressure and were about to collapse.
"What is this?" Wen Hua asked with lingering fear, "Is it so powerful just by relying on coercion?"
Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and Liu Yiyang screamed, flew out and landed next to the two of them, his face covered in blood, his eyes full of shock and anger: "How is it possible that the pressure on the fifth floor is so strong?
Even with my strength, I can’t get close.”
Just like a stone tablet, the power of the crystal coffin is unimaginable, so people with strong strength will be more ostracized, so Liu Yiyang was angry and even felt frightened.
There was no expected result. He thought he would get what he wanted easily. Liu Yiyang stared at the crystal coffin, unwilling to accept it, and suddenly said: "Look, what is that?"
Zhao Weiwei raised her head, and the moment she lost consciousness, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a palm was pierced. She turned her head with difficulty and saw Liu Yiyang's ferocious face.
"This is your fate, it has been determined a long time ago."
With blood dripping and uncontrollable convulsions, Zhao Weiwei's eyes were full of disbelief. She looked at the people closest to her and said in pain: "Were all the previous promises false?"
Liu Yiyang did not speak, but looked quietly into the woman's eyes, with a cold expression, and said: "I have many names, and master is one of them."
Zhao Weiwei was stunned, but looked at Liu Yiyang with eyes full of pity, and sighed: "Actually, you are not just my master."
Liu Yiyang narrowed his eyes and said: "As my disciple, you must be prepared to sacrifice. The blood-stained crystal coffin is a necessary condition. I brought you here for only one purpose."
Zhao Weiwei slowly closed her eyes and said, "Do you still remember the woman crying on Purple Mountain?"
Liu Yiyang's face changed drastically and he said angrily: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"
But Zhao Weiwei had closed her eyes, her breathing disappeared, and her heartbeat slowly returned to calm. Liu Yiyang became anxious, and a silver needle appeared in his hand like magic, and it was inserted into the Shenzang acupoint, and the spiritual energy in a radius of ten feet
Forcefully enter the body.
Zhao Weiwei woke up faintly, her face turned pale, and she coughed: "Do you still remember that miserable woman? I thought you had forgotten it."
Liu Yiyang shouted: "Who are you? Who are you? What happened to her? Where is she?"
Blood continued to flow out, her chest was pierced, and she could no longer survive. However, Zhao Weiwei's eyes were filled with relief, and she was not loved at all. She looked at Liu Yiyang's face and sighed: "Following you all these years, I feel very tired, but I don't
No complaints at all..."
"Who are you?" Liu Yiyang stared at Zhao Weiwei, as if seeing her for the first time. Suddenly, his face changed wildly, because the image of the woman in front of him and the image of a woman in his memory gradually overlapped, and he lost his voice, "You are
Her daughter!"
A smile broke out on Zhao Weiwei's face and she said: "It seems that you really haven't forgotten that I am her daughter."
"It's impossible. She was already killed by someone at that time. Those beasts from Yaowang Valley took action. I will one day kill Yaowang Valley's bloody enemies."
The sound was like a loud bell, shaking the space, and there was dust floating on the stone wall. Liu Yiyang frantically injected energy into it, trying to save the woman's life.
But the injuries were too severe, the meridians were severed, and the energy dissipated. Everything indicated that the God of Death would gain new life and new energy in the future.
"No..." Liu Yiyang was not as energetic as before, shaking the woman's shoulders and said hurriedly, "Wake up, hold on, you are my daughter!"
"My daughter?" Zhao Weiwei closed her clothes and sighed, "If it weren't for this, these years have been really good, and I would have wanted to be freed a long time ago."
"I will not let you die, and I will definitely not let you leave this world." Liu Yiyang suddenly looked at Wen Hua. Wen Hua was shocked and shouted, "Master, what are you doing?"
Without saying a word, Liu Yiyang punched suddenly. The spiritual energy in the entire hall was forcibly compressed, all yin and yang returned to chaos, and then a huge purple fist appeared in front of him.
Bang bang bang!
Before Wen Hua could step back, three fists hit his body hard, piercing his body and causing blood to fly. Then he fell to the ground and looked at the stone wall above his head in a daze.
The blood fell on the floor and was completely absorbed. Then the crystal coffin erupted with a strong and dazzling light. Everything had its own rules. It was running. The rules of space, with the crystal coffin as the center, spread out.
Feeling the strong turbulence, Liu Yiyang flew back with his daughter in his arms and stared at the center, but there was no sign that what he wanted would appear.
"No, it will definitely appear. I have been waiting for more than ten years!" Liu Yiyang said loudly, "You have to hold on, the Pearl of Reincarnation can heal your wounds and make you the most powerful existence in the world."
