"What kind of skill is this?" Ling Xuejiu was very curious. Since she practiced the skill given by this mysterious man, her progress has been rapid. In just a short time, her cultivation level has exceeded the level of Daluo Jinxian.
The powerful supreme realm was only one step away. This was something she would never have dared to think about before.
"You asked too many questions today, practice hard, and I will tell you when your cultivation reaches a breakthrough." After her words fell, the mysterious voice disappeared from her ears.
In the blink of an eye, it has been three days since we returned to the shrine. After three days of rest, Leng Xuan's condition has reached its peak. "It's time to leave." After saying hello to Feng Lie, Leng Xuan left the shrine alone.
That day in the fairy city, the Lord sent him a golden light. The way to enter the underworld was in that golden light.
As soon as his mind moved, the gorgeous golden light immediately appeared in front of his eyes. As the golden light slowly penetrated into his eyebrows, a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Yellow Spring...it turns out to be Huangquan..." He muttered to himself, opened his eyes, looked around, and said to himself: "It seems that I need to choose a secluded place." It took him almost half a day to finally find it.
Went to a remote place. There was no human habitation within a thousand miles. He entered the cave that had been dug in advance and sealed the entrance. Leng Xuan sat cross-legged in the cave and took a deep breath. "Here we go." His mind moved.
A stream of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth. Immediately, his whole body surged with strength, as if he was self-destructing. A powerful wave of air centered on him and quickly spread to all sides.
When the wave of air disappeared, Leng Xuan's head was already hanging down, lifeless, like a dead person. Although his body was dead, Leng Xuan's soul fell into the bottomless abyss, descending rapidly.
"Underworld!" A roar came from the bottom of his heart, and a sudden golden light quickly enveloped his soul. Then, in the bottomless abyss, there seemed to be a suction force, pulling his body. Soon, he
His soul consciousness was attracted by that force. In the rapid rotation, Leng Xuan felt his head was dizzy and his consciousness gradually became trance-like.
I don't know how long it took, but a gust of cool wind blew by his cheek, waking him up from his sleep. Opening his eyes, he sat up, looked around, and thought to himself: "Is this the underworld?" At this time, he was lying on his back.
In a sea of flowers. However, the flowers planted in this sea of flowers are not ornamental flowers. The flowers are dark black and are constantly swaying under the breeze. Moreover, from the top of the flowers, black liquid flows out from time to time.
It looks very impressive.
Leng Xuan quickly stood up, fearing that he would be contaminated by the black liquid, and quickly flew out of the strange sea of flowers. Beside the sea of flowers, there was a spacious river. Leng Xuan walked to the bank of the river, looked up, and his expression suddenly changed.
Something had changed. He was surprised to find that what was flowing in the river was not the river water, but souls. Those souls were intertwined, numbering in the tens of millions. After a brief shock, Leng Xuan withdrew his gaze and stepped back. As expected.
It's Huangquan, and as expected, everything is filled with weirdness and terror.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that not far from the river, there was a child holding a long pole and swinging in the river, not knowing what he was doing.