Inside and above the mine, it was still like the sky was falling apart.
The crack has even affected Qin Xuan's location, and a huge crack spreads, as if it was split open by some huge force.
Qin Xuan took a deep breath and had to move forward again.
Until, after he had been walking for an unknown amount of time, there were only some minor aftermaths and the mine walls were trembling slightly. Qin Xuan then set up a large formation and prepared to heal his wounds.
He was injured by the purple-clothed holy corpse before, and even with an evergreen immortal body, it is not easy to recover.
Immediately, Qin Xuan began to sit cross-legged and practice.
The Eternal Evergreen Secret circulates according to the cycle of the sky, and the chaotic immortal essence and immortal immortal essence are flowing in the meridians in the body.
About a few hours later, Qin Xuan woke up.
When he woke up, his eyes were as calm as still water.
In front of him, a headless holy corpse seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
The formation he set up was like nothing to this headless holy corpse.
Fortunately, Qin Xuan had noticed it early.
He looked at the headless holy corpse. There were three scorch marks on the holy corpse, covering the ragged clothes.
One on his chest, one on his shoulder, and one on his leg.
Qin Xuan could even feel the all-destroying aura and holy essence of the scorch marks on the holy corpse, which made him sigh, "That's it!"
He looked at the headless saint corpse. Since the other party blocked a saint for him, the favor he owed was too great.
"I might as well let you go, but if it's something I can't do, I'm afraid I'll have to repay the favor someday!"
Qin Xuan spoke slowly, "I don't know how long I have had this obsession. If I wait a thousand years, I can fulfill your wish even if it doesn't take a thousand years!"
As soon as the sound fell, Qin Xuan took a step forward, and the headless corpse also turned around and walked away quietly.
After walking for about half an hour, an empty space appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
This is a huge cave that is tens of thousands of feet high, no, even tens of thousands of feet high.
All around, the cliffs are like mirrors, full of cracks. Not only that, but there are also tunnel entrances in them.
This empty land spreads for more than three thousand miles.
This is where the two holy corpses fought before.
With Qin Xuan's full strength, the Qing Emperor Sword slashed Luo, swallowing the power of forty feet of heaven and earth, but it could only break through the mine wall for several feet. It was just a battle between two holy corpses, and they created such an empty place.
For more than three thousand miles, as far as the human eye can see, one cannot even see the end.
Qin Xuan gradually withdrew his gaze, "A saint?"
A faint light flashed across his eyes. He was still too far away from the saint.
Looking in front of him, Da Luo still lacks a kind of Yuan Power and a kind of gold-type treasure. He doesn't know when he can find it.
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly. Compared with the world of cultivation, the fairy world is too dangerous.
This kind of danger does not come from today's fairy world, but even remains from the ancient era, as well as the dangerous existence that destroyed countless eras.
In comparison, the dangers in the world of cultivation are more like fireflies than the bright moon.
He had planned the chessboard layout before entering the immortal world, but... these were all at a critical moment.
"Daluo!"
Qin Xuan softly spat out two words. The most important thing for him at present is to enter Daluo first and become a golden immortal. Only then can he have some capital to gain a foothold in the immortal world and find enough resources in the upcoming changes to the Emperor's Burial Mausoleum.
Opportunity.
In the midst of his thoughts, the headless saint stepped into the air. There were ripples under his feet. He was in the air as if he were walking on flat ground.
Behind Qin Xuan, the fairy wings of wind and thunder spread out and flew into the sky.
Two figures entered a tunnel one after the other.
I walked in this tunnel for three full days.
Three days!
A holy corpse opened the way, and Qin Xuan saw with his own eyes some kind of mineral worm in the fourth realm of Hunyuan, which was destroyed by the palm of this holy corpse.
There was also a vengeful ghost corpse whose howling sound almost shattered Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness. This holy corpse was cut into thousands of pieces and scattered everywhere.
Among them, there was also a creature covered in ink black. This creature was the most terrifying. Under this holy corpse, it withstood three palms. These three palms shattered the mine wall thousands of feet, and the creature actually left alive.
The holy corpse never caught up with him.
Qin Xuan did recognize what the black creature was. It was the corpse demon under the god-demon mine.
It is formed from the gathering of death energy among many corpses in the God and Demon Mine. After a long period of time, it gradually becomes a spirit. Whenever there is a living creature, it will kill it and swallow its death energy to practice.
That corpse demon is probably already a semi-saint. If it fights with all its strength, it may not be as good as the holy corpse, but it is not easy for the holy corpse to kill it.
If it were Qin Xuan, he might have to use the power of the holy bones to leave alive.
It’s not about killing, it’s about leaving alive!
Faced with such a weird and terrifying creature, the holy power within the nineteen holy bones is not enough to destroy it.
Qin Xuan's eyes were very calm. Even when he encountered the strange corpse demon, his expression still didn't change much.
He had seen too many such strange things in the Emperor Burial Mausoleum.
Including the Seven Forbidden Lands, there are many more terrifying existences than this corpse demon, and there are even holy corpses that have resurrected and turned into corpse saints.
Even if the emperor's bones become a flute that swallows people's souls, a saint may not be able to survive from it.
There are also some great emperor creatures that can kill the existence of the great emperors of the five realms of the immortal world. Compared with them, this corpse demon is not worthy of Dao.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan stopped, not because he stopped, but because the headless holy corpse stopped.
In front is a passage, both sides of which are made of Immortal Source Stone.
All around, there are more guardian-like beings. These guards are lifeless, as if they are not living creatures.
Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, "This is the Chaos Saint Puppet!?"
Qin Xuan looked around. He was wearing armor, but he had no eyes or mouth. Under the helmet, there were only traces of existence that looked like chaotic whirlpools.
It was as if there was nothingness beneath the guard's armor.
I am afraid I have never seen some saints.
Chaos Saint Puppet!
It is refined by extracting the breath of chaos from the endless chaos outside the fairy world.
Under each Chaos Saint Puppet, there is a wisp of Chaos Qi.
Each Chaos Saint Puppet has power comparable to that of a Half-Saint.
In Qin Xuan, there were thirty-two of these guards on each side.
If you wake up and turn around, these are the sixty-four semi-saints!
Qin Xuan looked at the headless holy corpse and said, "It seems that your obsession is related to the owner of the mine of gods and demons!"
He sighed softly. In his previous life, he felt that there was an absolutely terrifying existence sleeping in this God and Demon Mine, no less powerful than any of the great emperor creatures deep in the Emperor Burial Tomb.
According to the legend, it was the owner of the God and Demon Mine who beheaded all the saints and played with them in applause. He even severely injured a great emperor in the northern region of that era, causing him to perish in 70,000 years.
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The headless holy corpse finally took steps towards the passage guarded by the sixty-four chaotic saint puppets.
Qin Xuan followed suit, and in an instant, the sixty-four holy puppets seemed to move strangely.
Qin Xuan's body felt a chill involuntarily, making him feel as if he was sinking into hell.
Under the helmet, the chaotic vortex was slowly rotating.
The headless holy corpse had an ancient text condensed in its hand.
The sixty-four Chaos Saint Puppets quietly fell silent.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, even though he knew,
The moment the Chaos Saint Puppet moved, he was probably going through life and death.