E: There was an error in the automatic chapter release a few days ago, which caused everyone to order an extra chapter. I am very sorry to Kaihuang. I will add a free chapter to give back to you when I have time in a while.
The sword spirit suffered heavy losses when the fourth sword master Luo Qingyun died and was exiled outside the world of immortals. The dozen or so sword masters he had experienced since then had not made any great achievements in practice, and Qingyun Sword had not been able to recover much.
Therefore, it is impossible to know what era it is at this time and what calamity period it is.
However, it is expected that it will never last more than two million years. According to the descriptions in the Taoist scriptures from the outside world, it will be peaceful within these hundreds of thousands of years.
Taking the Langyan Mansion left by Immortal King Wubei in the Three Tribulations Era, the era is calculated from five million to three million years ago. It is very likely that the sixth tribulation period has not yet arrived at this time.
That Luo Qingyun was, after all, the most powerful person in this period of calamity. There was no way that the seal he had set would loosen and collapse in two million years.
According to Sword Spirit, the seal should also have a sect in the immortal world to maintain it for a long time.
Once the entrance to the Demonic Abyss is opened again, it will be of no benefit to anyone. No one in the world of immortals will be willing to have another great war in which thousands of immortals are destroyed. It is likely to be the beginning of another catastrophe, just like
Before the third level.
But if it weren't for the Demonic Abyss, why would there be such a strong demonic aura here?
At this time, Zhuang Wudao looked from a distance and could even see that in the sky, the evil power of the demonic breath had materialized and turned into a tornado-like black fog, sweeping and swirling.
There was also the spreading sense of coercion, which made Zhuang Wudao instinctively think of King Abiping.
——The two times when the true form of King Pingren came with his spiritual thoughts, it was this kind of aura, as deep and majestic as a bottomless abyss.
Maybe the existence in the center of the black mist is inferior to King Abiping. But Zhuang Wudao is certain that it is far beyond this level and must be a realm above the spirit demon.
Zhuang Wudao already had a bad premonition in his heart, but after taking a deep breath, he still chose to move forward.
Now that we are here, we need to see what happens. It is impossible to give up at this time.
However, Zhuang Wudao has already begun to place the Talisman of Taixu near the road. In case something goes wrong, he can use the power of the Talisman to escape and move at any time.
At this time, after walking no more than three thousand miles, Zhuang Wudao felt his heart suddenly beating violently for no reason.
This is just the beginning. Afterwards, every time Zhuang Wudao walks a hundred feet inward, his heart will beat violently, like a drum. In the end, even his own golden elixir will gradually join in,
There was a huge force, vibrating violently and powerfully from the inside out, as if it was about to force the golden elixir of his heart to burst.
Qi and blood began to flow backwards, and even many unbearable, despicable, or ruthless thoughts appeared in his mind. Various thoughts made Zhuang Wudao's eyes gradually glow red.
"It is the devil who controls people's emotions and thoughts. There must be a devil over there who is above the spirit demon realm and may be trying to open the passage to this world."
"Is this Mo Ran? I guess it's really troublesome this time."
Listening to the words of his two external incarnations, Zhuang Wudao did not comment. After standing still, he used the Su Ren Divine Flame to wrap all his spiritual thoughts and souls in it.
In addition to healing wounds, this water flame also has the power to calm the mind and calm the mind.
After that, he cast a Taoist magic spell to restore his mind to a state of clarity little by little. The Chongming Lihuo burned blazingly, and the lightning scattered in all directions, washing through his body layer by layer, removing those things that had invaded his body from unknown sources.
The evil spirits were expelled and burned out one after another.
Zhuang Wudao didn't move forward until everything was in order and he had enough energy left to deal with the subsequent demon attack.
This time Zhuang Wudao sped up his escape speed, and in less than two quarters of an hour, he reached the starting point of the black fog.
When his Chongming World Observation Eye was finally able to shine through the heavy demonic mist and see the truth inside, his expression changed again.
I saw about two thousand miles ahead, there was a huge deep pit, like an active volcano, filled with blazing flames and volcanic lava. A large amount of volcanic ash and magic mist were mixed and rushed up.
But the most eye-catching thing is that in the center, there is a huge embryonic blood cocoon that looks like a human heart. Its appearance is wrapped with veins and blood vessels as thick as an arm.
As the blood cocoon shrank and swelled, as if it was beating like a heart, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality also fluctuated, attracting the spirits of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements to gather together like waves.
It reminded Zhuang Wudao of the 'Inverse Five Elements and Seven Sins Sacrifice Formation' arranged by the Taoist Immortal under the imperial mausoleum of Da Su Dynasty.
But even that large formation that can crowd out the peak soul monks can't gather souls as fast as the scale and momentum of the embryonic blood cocoon in front of them, and it can't be compared with it at all.
At this time, Mo Ling also chirped again, reminding Zhuang Wudao that it was extremely dangerous when it arrived here. This was the limit it could reach in the past few times.
Although the bloodline of the three-legged dark crow is only lower than that of top divine birds such as the Chongming bird, it does not have magical powers similar to the 'Chongming world-viewing eye'. The eyes of the ink spirit can see things in the underworld, and can also understand things.
It can see hundreds of millions of miles, but it cannot be like the Chongming World-viewing Pupil, which can analyze everything and will not be blocked by anything. Even illusions and devil's breath and death can only shorten the sight range of the Chongming World-viewing Pupil, and
No deception can be done.
Therefore, when Mo Ling came here several times, he was unable to get a glimpse of the real scene inside, but often when he came here, he would be noticed inside.
Zhuang Wudao remained still and continued to look inside, taking a closer look. It could be seen that inside the huge pit, between the lava and the blood cocoon, there was actually another layer, which was a circle of blood pools.
A blood pool with countless corpse fragments floating in it. In addition, there are more than twenty monsters with burly bodies like giants, dull eyes, and covered in flames, guarding the blood pool.
In addition, every once in a while, a group of demonized beasts, numbering around one hundred and eighty and ranging in strength from second to third level, can be seen swarming in from the outside. Most of these beasts have no intelligence and are swept away by an inexplicable force.
Controlled by his own power, when he reached the giant pit, he jumped directly into the blood lake without making any other moves, and then his whole body exploded into a ball of flesh and blood, which was mixed into the blood river.
"Although this is not the Demon Abyss Passage, the situation is not much better. It should be the Demon Blood Sacred Fetus. It is the remnants of the real demon after its death. It uses the heaven and earth as its fetal membrane and the flesh and blood of living beings as its sustenance in an attempt to transform its own
The body is regenerated."
The Qingyun Sword was suspended beside him, and Luo Qingyun stood on it, with a pale face: "I know why he wants to dig up Qishan that day. This demon lord is afraid that he really wants to penetrate this giant mountain.
Judging from the monster creatures in this bad land, they are still far away
It is not enough to supply the demon lord’s needs for resurrection. I don’t know how long this demon-blood holy embryo has existed. If it has been more than five hundred years and has recovered to the seventh level or above, the sword master had better think about it and start from here as soon as possible.
The world of Tianyi breaks away."
Zhuang Wudao frowned, and began to use the "Chongming Taixiao Chengfeng Jue" with all his strength to escape, and flew back.
The scene in front of him was far beyond his ability. Now he just wanted to return to Lichen as soon as possible, and then try his best to find a way out for everyone in the Lichen Sect.
However, the Qingyun Sword still stood on the spot. The sword spirit shook his head slightly and said: "It's too late and the traces of several people I've waited for have been sensed by its spiritual sense. The only way now is to find a way to escape from Taixu. I will use Lisi to
sword--"
Before Luo Qingyun finished speaking, the entire space of hundreds of miles around Zhuang Wudao suddenly started to rain.
The rain was so dense that there was no way to avoid it. Zhuang Wudao immediately put his Blood Shield on top of his head.
However, this magic weapon, which had been strengthened by King Abiping to at least the seventh level, was unable to drain away the rainwater. When the raindrops fell on the shield, a small hole was corroded directly.