Wanxiang Senluo's disciples left one after another. Everyone had their own work to do, so they were too lazy to guess about the relationship between the two women here.
Minghe and Meng Qingying looked at each other and looked at each other. They were smiling at each other just now. Now they both snorted with a straight face and turned their heads away from each other.
Then they each suspended in one place, closed their eyes and felt the faint aura below, and said nothing.
Although they dare not venture into this place lightly, it is meaningful to have a little understanding of the outside world, which will help them search for memories.
No matter who they are, they are extremely curious about what happened in their past lives, and they are certainly no exception. Even if it is not to restore the memory of their past lives, they all hope to know something, as are all people.
They are already very strong-willed people, but for those who are weak-willed, just the pull and call of the soul here is enough to make people unable to restrain themselves and rush in.
If you really break in, you will most likely be unable to control yourself.
There are often several stages in exploring past lives. First, in the Huiyang period, when the soul is strong, then there is a faint perception through a certain prompt, and I realize that I may have had a past life. Then I try to contact items or other things related to the past life, activate fragments of memories, and think of it.
Who is your previous life identity? Then receive or completely awaken the memory of the previous life, and start to choose between the memories of the two lives.
At the beginning, Master Yu stopped at the second stage and did not proceed to the third stage at all. There are only a handful of people with such great perseverance.
They now feel that they may have had a past life, but they don't know what it is specifically, and they are in the first stage.
This is also something that requires fate. Many people start from this stage and search for things related to their past lives, which may take them a lifetime.
However, because Meng Qingying's Netherworld Integration Action coincided with their past life relationship, this step was infinitely advanced, resulting in the face being faced too early.
Neither of them was mentally prepared to face it directly, but both of them tried to know who they were in their previous lives.
The area below is very powerful, but it does not mean that they were very powerful in their previous life. Maybe they are just fish and shrimp in the sea of blood, ghosts in the River Styx, that's all. But no matter what it is, even if it is a green turtle, you have to know about it.
Besides...
In fact, this is also very dangerous, because the area below is not necessarily a passive energy area. There may be living creatures entrenched outside. If they sense the front edge outside, they may also provoke attacks from the creatures inside, but you can't stay there.
It's okay outside.
But at this level, they are still sure to run away. Tangtang Wuxiangren, the two most outstanding rising stars of the younger generation in China's immortal cultivation world, would be too cowardly to even dare to do this.
Feeling the breath emanating from below, both of them entered the "dream state" to varying degrees.
Minghe saw Qin Yi.
It's really Qin Yi. Even his clothes are the same green shirt that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but the style has changed a little...
Could this be Qin Yi's previous life?
Did she have a fate with him in her previous life? Minghe's heart skipped a beat, but why couldn't he see who he was?
Is it the first perspective?
Sure enough, he saw Qin Yi walking towards him with a warm smile: "May I ask, where is the Youhuang Sect going?"
Minghe heard himself saying: "There is no master in the Netherworld, who is the Emperor of Netherworld?"
Hmm... the same coldness, the same distance, the tone is the same as now. Is it really his past life? Who is that? Minghe is looking forward to it very much.
But I heard the man who seemed to be Qin Yi's previous life laughed and said: "The name is Nether Emperor Sect, but it does not mean that he is the Emperor of Netherworld. If someone builds a Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, are there really ten thousand Dao? Just a dozen or so."
Are you snickering? You don’t care how others brag."
Minghe heard himself laughing: "So... what do you give me to show me the way?"
"Is Netherworld so realistic?"
"Yes, the Netherworld is so realistic."
The man tilted his head and looked at himself for a long time. There was a very strange color in his eyes, which he could not distinguish clearly.
After a long time, he handed over a fruit.
"Is this... the truth of Jianmu?"
"yes."
"This physical thing is of no use to me."
"You... will be useful." The man's eyes were extremely soft: "No matter what, it's very valuable, right? Isn't it worth the money for directions?"
The River Styx flows quietly, and the Siren below begins to sing, which is fascinating and reaches the soul. The River Ming turns around and enters the river, and soon the dream becomes dark and nothing can be seen.
I didn’t see anything about myself. I only saw Qin Yi’s face!
Minghe was very angry and wanted to continue to see the dream clearly, but it was all dark.
Even reality...
black?
Oops...could the siren's voice just come from reality?
…………
When Minghe fell into a dream, Meng Qingying also fell into a dream.
What she dreamed about was more mysterious than Minghe.
Because they all rely on the aura of this place, what they dream about is most likely what happened in this place. Ming He may mean that she once lived here and gave directions to others, and what Meng Qingying saw was fighting.
.
Even the combat falls into an incomprehensible template.
The heat wave that melts everything, the ice that freezes the soul, the pressure of a realm, the invasion of the sea of blood.
Nothing can be seen.
There is only blood and darkness.
I could vaguely see the energy I was waving, which was dark blue and deep purple, like the netherworld.
If I were Netherworld, who would I be fighting against?
There is a compass spinning around, as if there are six lines engraved on the surface, and the pointer is whirling around without knowing where it will land.
"You guys come looking for her, she's not here at all!"
Meng Qingying didn't know if the person she was talking about was a man, a woman, or a beast? Anyway, the other party was here to find someone, and she was trying to stop him?
The battle location is... at the junction of the Styx River and the Blood Sea?
Anyway, I lost.
It hurts, it hurts...
The souls are all scattered...
But at this moment, a ray of red clouds fell from the sky, and the dazzling phoenix feathers cut through the darkness and landed in front of him.
The power of the phoenix... is so familiar, so intimate, as if it is my own, protecting and nourishing my last shred of aura.
The last bit of spiritual light, provided by this short-term protection, disappeared into the dark world and disappeared in an instant.
"Who's meddling?"
It was empty and there was no answer.
"...Forget it, since you can't find it, then abolish this realm and cut off the foundation of reincarnation!"
"Boom!" The Styx River stopped flowing, the sea of blood dried up, and the blood was broken into pieces, like snow.
They vaguely heard the wailing of the sirens. They had lost the Styx to rely on. Where should they go?
Meng Qingying followed the siren's voice and took a look, but also fell into darkness.
Oops...this siren's voice is not a dream, but reality?
Where did the siren come from!
Meng Qingying and Minghe opened their eyes at the same time. The first thing they saw was that they had involuntarily entered the most dangerous area, and an eye seemed to open in the whirlpool of the sea of blood.
The vortex formed by the huge eyes, filled with ferocity and hatred.
Giants made of various lumps of flesh and blood crawled out of the eyes, as if countless flesh and blood bones in the sea of blood were irregularly spliced together to form a condensed body of resentful souls in the sea of blood.
The dark energy surged around them, the resentful spirits howled loudly, and the aura of annihilation and death completely enveloped the two of them in an instant. They tried to break free, but they couldn't.
"You can still break away if you haven't reached the bottom of the eye!" Meng Qingying had some experience and immediately said to Ming He: "You and I will join forces to defeat this flesh and blood monster first!"
Minghe sacrificed his divine sword without saying a word.
The vast skylight instantly spread all over Youyin, just like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky, extremely gorgeous.
At the same time, behind Meng Qingying, dots of starlight gathered together, soaring in the dark night in an instant, stretching out her huge body.
Meng Qingying is the puppet of destiny, the dragon of luck.
In the distance, Qin Yi was letting go of his spiritual consciousness to search everywhere, but he couldn't find any news. As a result, the sky was shining brightly, and the terrifying aura was rampant, which immediately attracted his attention.
First he was overjoyed: "It's Minghe's sword, Qingying's dragon!"
Then he was shocked: "What prompted them to use their stunts in the first place!"