Volume II Unreal World Chapter 470 The world of immortality and immortality
Almost at the moment when the tenth month appeared in the sky of the Jiuyin Realm, outside the rapidly petrified corpse of Zhu Jiuyin, the old man in black robe was hidden in the mist, sitting cross-legged and meditating. His body began to tremble violently.
His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
The blood was still bright red when it spurted out, but it soon turned into black. When it fell on the ground in front of him, it made a sizzling sound. The old man's face was pale, without any blood color, and even on his forehead, it could be seen that
I saw an area the size of a fingernail turned black.
And the blackness is still spreading slowly, and a stench emanates from this black area, like rot.
"What a powerful curse..." The old man said hoarsely to himself, his voice weak. The moment he said these words, the black mark on his forehead had expanded to cover his entire forehead.
The rotting stench became stronger and stronger, and the old man's expression changed. He raised his right hand to make a hand seal, and pointed it fiercely at the center of his eyebrows. But the moment his fingers touched the center of his eyebrows, his body trembled again, and he spurted three mouthfuls of blood in a row.
"Transform into an immortal, the immortal path merges with age, the changes of time!" When the old man said these words with difficulty, his hands quickly pinched the marks in front of him, and kept tapping on his body. The dark spots on his face had already faded.
It expanded, covering his entire face, and spreading towards his neck.
As he said those words and moved his seal, the old man's body quickly dried up, and almost in the blink of an eye, he turned into a mummy.
The mummy looked hard. Sitting there cross-legged, the black spots on the face did not continue to spread due to the dissipation of vitality. After a while, there was a clicking sound from inside the mummy that the old man had transformed into.
Then a crack appeared between the old man's eyebrows, and the crack suddenly expanded and two palms came out from inside. When he tore it apart, there was only a click sound.
On the mummy of the old man, the cracks were torn open from the inside, revealing two complete arms, and behind the arms, a middle-aged man who looked about forty or fifty years old!
The man's whole body was naked, and it felt as if he had emerged from the dried corpse. As he continued to tear it apart, his body suddenly walked out of the old man's mummified corpse.
This middle-aged man looks very similar to the old man in black robe, as if he was the same man many years ago.
However, in terms of breath, this middle-aged man was much weaker than the old man in black robe. After walking out, he was breathing heavily, but there was a smile on his lips.
"My destiny has been perfectly trapped in the realm of immortality. My mission has been successfully completed. I only need to wait for the master's clone to arrive to achieve great success...···
And although this curse is strong, it can't do anything to me. I've been sure of this for a long time... Hmm?" When the middle-aged man said to himself with great pride, his expression suddenly changed drastically, because he knew clearly
I feel that there is a black spot appearing between my eyebrows at this moment!
The middle-aged man looked frightened. He raised his right hand and subconsciously pressed it on the dark spot between his eyebrows. He touched a sticky patch. When he lifted it up, some sticky black threads were pulled out, and the stench of rot hit his face.
"The magical power taught to me by my master can even avoid heavenly catastrophes. This curse of Zhu Jiuyin, actually..." The middle-aged man's expression became more and more frightened. He quickly sat down cross-legged and used the same magical power again.
His body quickly turned into a mummy. A crack appeared between the eyebrows of the mummy, which instantly spread in the center of his body. A low roar came from the crack, followed by a strong man who looked to be in his thirties.
, crawl out from the crack.
The cultivation level in this mature man's body has fluctuated, and he has become much weaker. His appearance is similar to that of the old man in black robe, but he looks much younger, but... between his eyebrows, there is still the black color at the moment he walked out.
The spots are like marrow entering the bone, and they appear again!
This place is very strange at this moment. If anyone else sees it, they will be shocked. Next to the strong man, there are two mummies with large cracks in the center of the body. One is an old man, still keeping his legs crossed. You can look carefully.
If you look at it, you will find that his body is empty and is nothing more than a human shell.
As for the middle-aged man with his legs crossed, he is also a mummy, and his body is also empty, just like a layer of outer skin.
The middle-aged man beside him looked pale, with disbelief and overwhelming fear in his eyes.
"Damn it, how could this happen!! I have obviously been completely separated from that ray of consciousness before, and will not be affected too deeply, but..." The strong man shivered, and the dark spot between his eyebrows expanded a bit.
, now it looks like the size of a baby’s hand.
"I must find a way to resolve this curse as soon as possible!! Curse, damn it, I don't know much about this ancient and strange magical power, how can I resolve it!!" The mature man's face turned pale, and he jumped fiercely.
He galloped straight into the distance. As he moved forward, he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and the black spots on his face became larger.
He did not mention it here for now, but within Zhu Jiuyin's now petrified body, the rotten flesh and blood, as well as the remains, were all solidified and turned into gray blocks.
Whether it is Zhu Jiuyin's eyes or those ferocious beasts, this is the case, especially the area around its head. In the silence, there are two huge stone sculptures, one of which is a snake dragon, and the other is a
Su Ming's Nine Infants Hanshan Bell.
They maintained their movements before petrification, and their expressions were fierce. They were fighting a life-and-death battle. Even though they were petrified now, when they looked at them, they could still feel the fierceness coming towards them.
The huge mass of flesh that existed here before and spread outward has now become a stone sculpture. Next to it, Su Ming stood there, his body motionless, his eyes closed, and his body had turned to stone.
What was petrified was that everything about him, including his clothes, hair, etc., looked no different from a piece of stone. Even the tenacity in his expression was clearly solidified and lifelike.
There are also little snakes and the incarnations of the black-robed old man's spiritual consciousness. Now they have all become stone statues. In the petrified Zhu Jiuyin's body, the existence of these stone statues makes this place full of weirdness and death...
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The only thing that is not petrified is the head of the beautiful woman floating in the air. It has lost all its breath, its eyes are open, and there is no light of life in it. However, if you look carefully, you can faintly see that in its right eye.
Inside, there was a weak vortex slowly rotating.
That whirlpool is Zhu Jiuyin's realm of immortality! That whirlpool is where its pride lies in its life! That whirlpool is the source of its pride even though it is extremely weak when facing the threat of the old man in black robe.
!
Zhu Jiuyin's lineage can die, but even if he dies, it is not something ordinary people can threaten. Even if he dies, he will choose to die being devoured by his own clan!
Anyone who tries to influence its thoughts will be subject to its powerful curse, the kind of curse that will still make people fearful even after it is dead!
It lives by devouring its own kind, because it believes that only it can make the Zhuyin lineage exist forever, but if fate encounters a kindred that it cannot devour, then it will be willing to use everything it has to bless its kind...
newborn!
All this is because of... the same race!
All this is due to... the special inheritance of Zhuyin's lineage!
In the vortex of his right eye, if you magnify it countless times, you can see that there are countless illusory figures inside, and there is one among them...
Yes, Su Ming!
His figure was erratic, looking like a wandering soul, his eyes were gray, there was no trace of consciousness in them, only endless confusion.
He has no consciousness, like his soul is sleeping and cannot be awakened. At this moment, he is not even an instinct, he is just drifting in this vast world.
Around him, there were a large number of wandering souls floating forward on the earth like him. They seemed to number in the thousands. Almost all of them had gray eyes, no consciousness, no instincts, and some were just...that
With a shrill roar, he complied forcefully...
Directly in front of their group of wandering souls, there was a soul figure whose body was obviously stronger than the other ghosts. There was not much black energy coming out of this soul figure's body. From a distance, a fierce evil was blowing towards his face. His hands
Although the eyes are also gray, there is a hint of intelligence in those gray pupils.
Following his shrill roar, a large group of innocent souls behind him approached one after another, and each one was caught by this powerful evil soul and sucked dry directly. After hundreds of innocent souls were absorbed and devoured by him, on the distant land, there were more
A sharp roar came, and immediately after, thousands of innocent souls could be seen appearing in the place where the scream came from. The leader was the soul of a big man with a grimace and a black energy all over his body.
This is how the war between enemies begins.
When Su Ming opened his eyes, his consciousness was not yet awake, but there was a sharp pain like tearing all over his body, making him grit his teeth and not scream out. This kind of pain, as if his body had become
A leaf was torn apart little by little, and finally fell into pieces, and then was grasped tightly, as if it were shattered into pieces.
Under this pain, if he screamed, he might not wake up. Because he endured this severe pain, his eyes, in the indescribable pain throughout his body, seemed to have mobilized all their strength, as if
There were countless voices roaring in his ears and in his soul, constantly shouting!
It made his originally open eyes have the illusion of opening again, and they opened suddenly!
The moment he really opened his eyes, he saw the pale sky, the white earth, and the fragmentation of this world over countless years...···
I’m about to board the plane, and I don’t expect to get home until after 11pm. I finished writing this chapter at the airport, and I’ll resume updating it tomorrow!