Absolute netherworld is absolutely dark. Back then, when some people's cultivation was low, it would be difficult to see clearly without the help of someone's blood special effects.
Therefore, there is no day or night, it is always the same.
The only thing that can judge the time a little is that the spiritual energy in Chenshi is fresher, and the dark Youyin gives people the illusion of a spiritual light floating in the void.
It's beautiful, but also cold.
After living in this kind of place for a long time, Qin Yi's face was as pale and ghostly as when he first met Meng Qingying.
It wasn't cute at all at that time, it was very bad.
Monks trained in this kind of environment generally have some psychological problems... Meng Qingying looked back on her past and saw that she had changed a lot compared to now. First, it blended with the memories of her previous life and neutralized Fenghuang's majestic aura.
The second is... falling in love with Qin Yi and feeling warm.
She didn't want to do anything that Qin Yi wouldn't like, so she gradually became more cute and kind-hearted.
Maybe some people think that she is no longer Meng Qingying, no different from others, and has become Qin Yi's pendant... That is the convergence of personality and group convergence that is natural for choosing to be a member of a group. Others do not understand this convergence.
Meaning, what does it matter?
She knew that she could still be Meng Qingying. Just like the others around him, her nostrils were not that big anymore, and she was smart and knew it.
Before Qin Yi, she had never felt the warmth from others, not even from Yu Zhenren... The coldness of the battle for the right to be the heir, and her narrow escape, she stood out, and Yu Zhenren inherited the contract... It was just an obligation, a
The proper procedures for sect inheritance, talking about master-disciple relationship, etc., are too gold-plated.
But it is undeniable that the inheritance of grace is still there. In the past twenty or thirty years, we have had all the power and resources. We should be grateful, even if it is just a cycle of past lives... Meng Qingying still feels that she should be nicer to her master, at least not to follow suit.
It is wrong to casually entertain the idea of extinguishing this time bomb.
I see how charming Qingshan is, but I don’t expect Qingshan to see me this way.
This time, the master hid a lot of things, which made people feel very strange... But she still gave the master enough trust and did not go to the bottom of it. She believed that the master was not blind and would give feedback.
Maybe it's just wishful thinking. Such fools often get disappointment... But everyone is a fool, so let's be a fool again.
The most gratifying thing is that Qin Yi fully supports it without even the slightest objection or question.
As long as she thinks it's right, then do it, and he will only try his best to help.
They are all fools.
Meng Qingying was sitting cross-legged on the high place of the altar, her long hair floating in the wind like clouds.
On the altar, the blood-colored texture became bright and bright again, as if something was awakening and reviving.
The dragon's soul was suspended in the shape of a ball on the stage in front of her, and there seemed to be a strange light and shadow distortion above the altar, like a painting being slowly stretched into an abstract sense.
That is the spirit integrating into the plane.
The Abyss Demon Dragon is a native creature of the Netherworld, and it was a Netherworld Overlord-level creature before it was killed. This kind of soul is obviously very suitable for its use. Coupled with the many top Netherworld treasures that Yaoguang found from the heaven, it is very likely that this time
It's... I guess it's not even close. After all, the level of the demon dragon has not reached the level of Kaitian. Anyway, even if it doesn't work, if Ju Yunxiu, who is hiding nearby, throws the scroll and merges into it, it will definitely be enough.
Meng Qingying was fully confident that she would be able to succeed this time.
The netherworld itself has never been the key issue.
But she still felt a faint sense of uneasiness in her heart, and she knew something was going to happen. Half of her mind was on the sacrifice, and the other half was always on the lookout for the change.
Not far from the altar, a palace is completely hidden in the void. This is not an invisibility technique at all, but a magical power of space phase. Liusu moved his Emperor's Palace from the Rift Valley to become everyone's mobile fortress, and everyone hid inside.
, together with phase concealment.
Everyone can feel the same uneasiness as Meng Qingying.
"Bangbang, is it possible for outsiders to sneak across from the underworld?"
"The possibility of stowaway exists. After all, the Netherworld is split like this, and there are so many cracks in the void. There may be one that can be passed through. But this kind of investigation is very difficult. I have to find which crack can be crossed.
None of them can be found in thousands of years."
Qin Yi said: "Can't you change the speed of time?"
Yao Guang shook his head: "Impossible, although he is also very proficient in time and space... But if such a rift corresponds to the void of the universe, it is spread across every corner of the universe. Who can cover such a wide range of changes in the flow of time? If
If he can do it, he will be above Taiqing already, so we might as well just go to bed."
Qin Yi pondered and said: "At least it can prove that he is not ignorant of the fact that we can change the flow rate of practice?"
Liusu Yaoguang looked at each other and said with some embarrassment: "Generally speaking... he wouldn't think that we can cooperate so seamlessly."
"Ahem...this is unreliable. Even if you don't think so, you probably have a plan, right? For example, it is guessed that we have not recovered to our peak, but we have prepared what to do once we recover?"
"Well...that's natural. He's not stupid."
Qin Yi glanced at Meng Qingying's position and whispered: "So, this battle may not be easy..."
Liusu said: "That's another matter. He will always come in to take a look anyway. Smuggling into the Netherworld is the best way. You can directly avoid our core area and cause trouble from outside. Maybe there is no need to fight with us, he thought.
What we need to obtain is just the root of this world. Once we obtain it, we will run away. No matter how strong we are, it is meaningless."
Yao Guang said: "If he can come in, it must be because there is an insider who has expanded the space rift."
No one said anything. This kind of speculation has been swirling in everyone's mind for a long time. Otherwise, why would the whole army be ambushing here... It is because they have already concluded in their hearts that Master Yu is going to rebel.
But I couldn't bear to tell Meng Qingying, arrest your master first... Just based on speculation without evidence, "I would rather kill by mistake", and everyone's three views can't do it.
Just be prepared.
As Meng Qingying's sacrificial refining ritual progresses, every fracture in the Netherworld visible to the naked eye begins to heal, just like human wounds are being sutured, and new flesh and blood slowly grows, smoothing out
Got scars.
The disintegrated netherworld slowly became one again.
The void cracks that were originally spread between the cracks in the plane were squeezed out and disappeared one by one like bubbles, becoming fewer and fewer.
If it were completely complete, there would be no room for smuggling.
And as the soul of the dragon merges into the netherworld, the long-depleted Styx riverbed seems to have begun to flow. That is the spiritual energy riverbed starting to turn into water, from an almost solid "dead water condensation" to living water again, starting from the River of Forgetfulness.
, flowing towards the sea of blood.
The blood sea is no longer a combination of withered flesh and blood, but is gradually filled with blood, reaching far away from the distant sky.
The Netherworld is about to "live".
"Not enough." Meng Qingying was quietly transmitting: "I still feel a little weak, sister Yunxiu, I want to use the simulated meaning of the underworld in Journey to the West, is it okay?"
Ju Yunxiu sent a message: "It's just for you, do you still have to ask?"
Meng Qingying said: "This one that simulates the underworld of Journey to the West is okay. It's mainly because of your scroll. I'm a little reluctant to use it. I always feel..."
Before he finished speaking, in the distance in the void, a crack that should have been eliminated suddenly widened.
The corpse of the Abyss Demonic Dragon, which was supposed to be disposed of by the Wanxiang Senluo Sect, hovered in the void and roared to the sky.
Rocks collapsed in the void, like planets colliding in the universe, causing the entire Netherland to shake. The plane was on the verge of collapse, almost giving the illusion of being separated from the Three Realms.
The terrifying energy, the strange meaning that is incompatible with this world, instantly dispersed and filled the world.
Laughter seemed to be heard in people's ears, as if in the sky and in their hearts.
There was a little disappointment in Meng Qingying's eyes, but her expression remained calm: "Puppet replacement technique, the soul has descended, and the outsiders have arrived."
"Boom!" The Abyss Demonic Dragon swooped over and headed straight for the altar.