The Xianwu Secret Realm is vast, and it is impossible to calculate how big it is, but some people have said that the Xianwu Secret Realm is like a small endless void. The endless void has the fairy wind, while the Xianwu Secret Realm has void turbulence.
These void turbulences are the turbulences formed after the collision of the most powerful forces in the past battle. This turbulence shuttles through the entire Immortal Martial Secret Realm.
Because of the Immortal Martial Secret Realm, some wise people once raised questions. Since the Immortal Martial Secret Realm was formed after the world was broken, then... is the same true for the endless void? Looking at the four stars, it is better to say that there is an endless void beyond the stars.
To put it mildly, the four stars are like four islands floating in this vast endless void.
In other words, the four stars are just like a drop in the ocean in the endless void, so... what is there outside the endless void? Is it the vast void, or... are there other stars?
In this era when the fairyland is not available, those who have reached the peak of the Taoist realm will try to break into the endless void, like moths to the flame, to find the legendary fairyland. Where did those strong men go? Have they found the fairyland, and have they walked out?
Endless void…
No one has answered these questions, and there are no records in any ancient books, leaving only unsolvable problems.
Let’s not talk about how mysterious the Endless Void is. Even in the Immortal Martial Secret Realm, for countless years, few people have been able to fully understand its secrets. Under the Dao realm, the mystery and attraction of the Immortal Martial Secret Realm are not weak at all.
The attraction of endless void to the Tao realm.
After the war in the past, the Immortal Martial Realm collapsed into countless fragments. Although it was reunited by the Blood Emperor, nearly half of the area was still lost. These areas either turned into powder, or shattered into fragments of the world floating here.
In the vast secret realm of immortal martial arts.
These fragments are like islands floating in the void. From a distance, they look like pearls inlaid on a black screen, but the powerful and terrifying void turbulence is pervasive, shuttling between the fragments from all realms.
I don’t know how much time passed.
When Qin Yu woke up, he only felt a sense of weakness from his soul sweeping through his body, and his body seemed to have been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. The double pain made him extremely uncomfortable, but the feeling of weakness made him even open his eyes.
I once had all the strength.
Running the Heavenly Dao Immortal Art, what surprised Qin Yu was that he didn't know where he was, but the spiritual power of heaven and earth he absorbed... shouldn't be called the power of Dao Spirit. This Dao Spirit power is extremely powerful, even if
It is several times more powerful than the Demonic Inner City of the Great Demonic Heaven.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the originally shrunken body gradually regained its original vitality, but the feeling of weakness still did not fade away, and it was a hundred times stronger than the weakness caused by chanting the Immortal Thunder. It seemed that the whole body was filled with vitality.
Forcibly burned, turned into the power of death to use magical powers to achieve extreme death...
After a while, Qin Yu recovered a little strength, his consciousness spread, and he found that he was lying on the edge of a cliff. What made Qin Yu gasp was that not far away, there was a void.
"Huhu..."
The sound of the roaring wind is like the howling of ghosts and wolves, and there is a strong wind raging in the void that can be seen with the naked eye.
"It's so dangerous... No... where is the flying sword? Where is this place?" Qin Yu suddenly came to his senses, sat up quickly, looked around, and looked at the turbulence not far away, his face became ugly.
"Wait!" Qin Yu suddenly grabbed his hands and found that they were old and full of wrinkles. He quickly touched his whole body and found that he had become like an octogenarian, with long hair flying in the wind.
Qin Yu didn't pay much attention to his own condition. It was the same when he entered the madness realm. He could recover in the future. Immediately, his mind sank into his body: "Senior, what happened after I fell into coma?"
"The flying sword carried you all the way forward, and finally flew into the strong wind. Because the strong wind was strong, although the flying sword formed a defensive cover, it did not last long before it was blown to pieces by the strong wind, and you were blown away by the strong wind.
After blowing down the flying sword, it dances all the way with the strong wind..."
"However, it was this strong wind that saved your life. My remnant soul and the evil spirit are chasing you, so it's a good thing that you are wearing a battle armor, otherwise, this strong wind alone would be fatal...
And I have been dancing with the strong wind for more than half a month!" Zhuhuang replied, with a hint of weakness in his voice.
Qin Yu's face turned pale, and he was secretly glad that before entering the Immortal Martial Secret Realm, he had worn the top-grade Taoist thunder-attribute armor left behind by his father inside. Otherwise, he didn't know what would have happened.
As for the young man Zhuhuang, Qin Yu had already predicted that he must have guessed that he would use the will of heaven, so he thought of leaving early. The reason why he did not expose it to his face was that he wanted to monopolize the will of heaven.
After checking the Naxu Ring, he found that except for the flying sword, the rest were still there. This made Qin Yu sigh in relief but also felt a little scared. He didn't expect the backlash of the extremely powerful magical power to be so terrifying. Fortunately, it was blown away by the strong wind.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
But what puzzles Qin Yu is that he read out twelve words, which should be able to kill more than half of the geniuses, but it seems that they were only slightly injured...
Zhuhuang seemed to have guessed what Qin Yu was thinking, and not only said: "The power of your scroll is already extremely terrifying. If you recite more words, even I won't be able to bear it, let alone those geniuses."
Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and although he felt a little regretful in his heart, when he thought of the last sentence, I'm afraid that the dead slave would never let Lei Zhuoyue and others off easily.
However, what Qin Yu still finds incredible when he thinks back now is how could the dead slave run out of the refining tower? Wasn't he dead? How could he be alive again? Moreover, he became the king of the Thirteenth Clan of Yaju?
Suppressing his thoughts, Qin Yu took out the Muyuan spirit liquid, took a small sip and continued to meditate to recover.
Half an hour later, Qin Yu stood up and took out the map given by Xing Ze. After checking it, he looked around and said to himself: "I don't know where the turbulence has blown me. The first priority is to find out where I am."
position!"
Afterwards, Qin Yu took out the anti-sky shield. After injecting Gang Qi, the anti-sky shield turned into a huge shield when it faced the wind. The shield bloomed and formed an impregnable defensive shield that enveloped him. Qin Yu stepped directly into it.
In the turbulent flow of the void, the rapids are advancing bravely.
One month later.
In the past month, Qin Yu passed by dozens of world fragments. Unfortunately, these world fragments were deserted and there was nothing there.
Because the void is so big, Qin Yu still hasn't figured out where he is.
On this day, Qin Yu finally discovered a large fragment of the world. It passed through the hazy light and landed on the ground impatiently. Before Qin Yu could retract the anti-sky shield, he noticed dozens of extremely powerful divine consciousness shrouding it.
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Anyone?
Qin Yu was shocked.
"Who?" A cold voice echoed through the sky, and dozens of powerful pressures pressed toward Qin Yu like mountains.