In the immortal world, there is a peerless person who has become a saint. It took less than a hundred years for Emperor Bing to be consecrated as a saint. Many people have become saints, and they are the most powerful person in the world.
In the southern region, under a dead end, two figures, one large and one small, were walking slowly among them.
All around, the sounds of ghosts crying and howling can be heard, making one's scalp numb.
There are also ghosts and ghosts, and the appearance of resentful souls appears, causing chaos in the state of mind.
But for Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi, they were not surprised at all.
A man who grew up in the underworld and was always accompanied by many ghosts and monsters.
A man who once looked down upon the world did not care about such ghosts and monsters.
"Brother Changqing, the road to the underworld is ahead!" Hongyi raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan, "But there is a very annoying guy inside. It took a lot of effort for Hongyi to avoid it!"
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, his nose trembled slightly, "Yeah!"
He knew that in the deepest part of this place, that living being had received the merits of heaven and was ordered to guard the Immortal and Underworld Passage in the Southern Territory.
The abyss of despair!
At the beginning of this era, there was a dark age and great turmoil. The Emperor of Heaven calmed down the darkness and put an end to the turmoil, but the fairy world also paid a huge price.
For example, the Nine Layers of Meteor Saint Mountain and this desperate abyss are all dangerous places derived from the terrifying battles in those dark and turbulent years.
This place is not even comparable to the Nine Heavens of the Meteor Saint. In the past, the Cangtian Emperor even penetrated the Immortal Land. If he wanted to completely repair it, the cost of Heaven's Dao would be too great.
As a result, this desperate situation has never been repaired.
Naturally, it is not impossible for Xu Wushang to repair this desperate situation, but with the catastrophe imminent, Xu Wushang probably will not put his mind on it.
Guarding this place is a holy beast, a holy being.
The eight-armed prison-stopping Buddha ape!
This holy beast came from the sect of a Buddhist emperor in the southern region. It can be regarded as a very talented beast. It was suppressed here by the order of heaven.
If you live for eighty-nine thousand years, you will gain great merit and merit, and you will be able to escape from the status of a saint and create the body of a half-emperor Buddha.
As it gets closer, the surrounding ghosts and ghosts become increasingly scarce.
All around the cliff, it looks more like a pure land.
This pure land is not about the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but the cliffs and rocks are still hideous and terrifying, but they are spotless. Even though they look weird, they appear extremely clean and tidy.
Even after walking forward for several miles, there was a strong coercion. Even on these cliffs, there were ghosts imprisoned on them. Some ghosts were even several feet or even dozens of feet in size, but none of them felt any pain.
Instead, his face was peaceful.
Qin Xuan didn't care about such visions.
If a Buddhist, Taoist, and holy being suppresses this place without even using this method, then that would be truly weird.
"Brother Changqing!"
Not long after, Hongyi's footsteps suddenly stopped. She pulled Qin Xuan's sleeve and looked into the distance with a slight twinkle in her eyes.
Qin Xuan naturally saw it too, and in his pupils was reflected eight hundred miles away a three-foot-tall divine ape sitting cross-legged on a gold, silver, and bronze lotus platform.
The divine ape has gray hair all over its body, but it has eight arms. Each pair of arms is clasped together in a Buddhist salute.
His ape face is full of awe, and there is a Buddhist wheel faintly emerging behind him, illuminating all around.
On the chest, there are eighteen resentful soul beads, each of which represents a ghost ghost that has reached the saint level.
"Don't be afraid!"
Qin Xuan gently patted Hong Yi's little head. He knew that maybe Hong Yi was still afraid before, but after awakening the emperor's soul, how could Hong Yi care about this saintly creature!?
Just acting coquettishly!
Qin Xuan pulled Hongyi, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction or blame in his eyes. He had lost his loved ones and was alone. What's wrong with being so coquettish? He, Qin Changqing, was willing to pamper her!
Qin Xuan stepped slowly
, not to mention the ape that has entered the holy Buddha, and walks towards the ape that has entered the holy Buddha.
The passage between immortals and underworld is under the body of the holy Buddha ape and the three-day lotus platform for purifying the world.
If you want to enter the passage of immortality and underworld, you will not be able to avoid this ape who has entered the holy Buddha.
Just when Qin Xuan took Hong Yi and walked within a hundred miles of the Holy Buddha Ape.
The eyes of the holy Buddha ape slowly opened, and a pair of vast golden pupils reflected the figures of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.
Its coercion is not heavy, but it has a kind of generosity. This kind of generosity is equally intimidating in people's hearts, and it is enough to make people respect it.
The eight-armed prison-suppressing giant Buddha ape said nothing, but quietly watched Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.
Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi also said nothing and continued walking, as if taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
Until, Qin Xuan entered the land of thousands of feet.
The holy Buddha ape finally spoke slowly, "Almsgiver, this is a place that leads to immortality and the underworld. It is easy to enter the underworld and difficult to get out of the underworld!"
"I hope the donor will consider it carefully!"
It looked at Qin Xuan, only admonishing, not stopping him.
As for Hongyi, he remembered that he knew about this little guy. Unfortunately, due to Emperor Karma, he was aware of it in the past and never touched it.
That is the Great Emperor Karma, let alone a saint, even a half-emperor would not dare to touch it easily.
Even after his death, the Supreme Being had said that he could let it go.
As for now, this human race in white makes it feel even more incredible.
This person is not in the heaven, he has lost seven souls and is still alive. What's more... he is in chaos, and even his prison-suppressing divine eye cannot see even a trace of cause and effect.
"That's someone else, not me!"
Qin Xuan refused to comment and said slowly: "Let's keep it safe, it won't take long..."
Qin Xuan finished speaking halfway and then stopped abruptly.
He pulled Qin Hongyi and walked towards the body of the holy Buddha ape.
A pitch-black cave, like a bottomless black hole, exudes the aura of death and silence, like rolling spring water.
Qin Xuan's half-sentence caused the Saint Buddha Monkey's face to tremble. Immediately, his eight arms suddenly shook and he let out a low cry.
The eight arms collided like thunder, and the low shout caused vibrations in all directions.
"Brother Changqing!" Qin Hongyi was a little scared, Qin Xuan covered his ears with his hands.
"It's just a deduction, it's not aimed at you and me!" Qin Xuan said indifferently, "If you can become a saint, your understanding is pretty good. If you don't die, you can enter the Buddha's court!"
He covered Hongyi's ears and walked towards the passage.
After his figure disappeared in the passage for a long time, above him, the holy Buddha ape on the lotus platform suddenly let out a muffled groan, and the face of the Buddha's face turned slightly pale.
It guessed the way ahead, a catastrophe.
If it hadn't been for the guidance of the human race in white before, it would have perished in this calamity.
"I didn't even notice half a trace before!"
"Who is this human race? Can they see through the future disaster!?"
The holy Buddha ape murmured to himself, feeling incredible.
Immediately, it bowed its head slightly, "However, it also owes a share of karma. If it survives the disaster, it should be repaid!"
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In the underworld, high in the sky, Qin Xuan hugged red clothes and fell from the sky of 90,000 feet.
His eyes were calm, there were living beings in the five realms of the Immortal Realm becoming saints, so how could the Underworld be missing?
"Luo Heitian, he must have become a saint, right?"
A name emerged in his mind, an ancient creature who had been in the fairy world in his previous life and was able to fight to a draw with the semi-saint him.
The most powerful emperor in an ancient era was reincarnated in the Nine Netherworld.