"What is this?"

Qin Li stopped and observed the mural.

In the picture is a roulette wheel, magnificent and penetrating the heavens.

With the primeval stars as the background, it spans the major worlds, connects the Ten Thousand Realms and the Fallen Domains, slowly rotates, and is eternal.

"Reincarnation!"

Beichen Linglong said.

"Connect life and death, through yin and yang. ”

Qin Li was shocked: "How is it possible, there is really reincarnation in the world?"

Beichen Linglong said of the ancient secrets: "At the beginning of chaos, in the early primeval period, there were only two realms in the heavens, the yang world and the underworld. At that time, there was still a saying of 'reincarnation', until the reincarnation was broken, and the emperor could only live for one life. ”

Don't talk about Qin Li.

The rest of the kings are also staggering.

With their status, they don't know this kind of legend.

"Why is reincarnation broken? It's a pity!" King Xuanfeng felt sorry.

"The Immortal Emperor shattered. Beichen Linglong said the reason.

The crowd was shocked.

The strength of the Immortal Emperor is also too exaggerated.

At the same time, a question arose: "Why do you want to smash reincarnation?"

Beichen Linglong asked rhetorically: "Is reincarnation immortal really a good thing?"

King Xuanfeng nodded: "It's definitely a great thing, we are kings, we can live the second and third lives......"

Qin Li shook his head: "If reincarnation is still there, the strongest people in the world will always be that group, and the latecomers will never come out." Moreover, sentient beings do not cherish life, do not want to change the suffering of this life, and only want to have a good birth in the next life. ”

Beichen's delicate eyes lit up: "Mr. Qin is really talented, and he said the disadvantages of reincarnation in one word." In fact, there is another trouble, that is, monks can use the power of reincarnation to transform into the dead and retain their strength before death, but if they want to transform into the living, they can only rely on reincarnation, and their cultivation is completely lost, and they cultivate from scratch. ”

Qin Li's eyes narrowed, death is easy, resurrection is difficult, it is really an eternal truth: "Speaking of the Immortal Emperor's broken reincarnation, aren't the other strong people angry?"

"No!"

"Because they have better options. ”

Beichen Linglong said: "After the reincarnation was broken, the thirty-three largest fragments were cast into the thirty-three heavens. ”

"The strongest person ascends to the immortal realm, far away from the world, has an endless lifespan, and will not occupy the resources of the younger generations, which can be described as killing multiple birds with one stone. ”

Qin Li sighed a lot, the Immortal Emperor's methods were beyond imagination.

Keep going!

It's time for the last mural.

The stars of creation, the stars of the heavens.

Tell the story of the Immortal Emperor's creation of the Star Domain.

"After the glorious corridor, it is near the Immortal Palace, and it is also the closest place to the Immortal Emperor. Beichen Linglong said.

This name has some origins with the Great World of Immortals, and the Great Emperor of Feathering thought that he was only one step away from being close to the Immortal Emperor, but unfortunately he did not step past after all, and ended up with hatred.

Later generations have this name in commemoration.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of drinking.

Eerie, piercing and sharp.

Beichen Linglong was instantly vigilant, and his expression was solemn.

And he saw a fallen monk walking out of the darkness near the Asgard Palace.

He was dressed in black, his eyes were dim, revealing a dry breath, and his body was filled with a strong power of burial, and there was a large wine jar behind him, cast in purple gold, on which a thousand-word poem was carved, but unfortunately it was polluted.

"Lord of the Poetry and Wine Palace!"

Qin Li recognized the origin of this person at a glance.

In the ancient sword, it was recorded that this wine-making saint was specially brewed for the Immortal Emperor.

"The Lord of the Poetry and Wine Hall has long been dead, and I am the corpse spirit conceived by his corpse, the King of Poison Wine. Ahead is the sleeping place of the Underworld, waiting for the living, and not quickly retreating. The Poison Wine Hades snorted coldly.

Beichen's beautiful eyes narrowed: "It's not good, the Dry Grave Saint is not dead." ”

"Do it, fight quickly!"

Order.

The Twelve Kings rushed out.

"Hmph! It's hard to persuade the damn ghost!"

The Poison Wine Hades King snorted coldly, and his robe exploded, revealing his purple and gold body.

This is the shell of a saint, although the eroded over the years, the mark of the holy path has long been worn out, but the essence is still there, comparable to divine gold, indestructible, one punch will explode the void, split the sea.

Rumble!

A punch roared.

A king was blown up.

Fortunately, he has a life-saving golden pill.

Between breaths, the broken limb recovered, but his face turned pale with fright.

"Let's go up together, grind him to death, don't be reckless!" Beichen Linglong stood in the front, and the rest of the kings followed.

Boom Boom!

A siege and slaughter, the earth shakes.

The Poison Wine Hades King is unparalleled in combat power, and his fist is destroyed, shaking thousands of mountains.

There is also a purple gold wine jar behind him, which is his weapon, heavy as a mountain, unstoppable, sweeping the world.

The two sides were so killed that even the Immortal Palace was shaking.

This is the Immortal Emperor's partial palace, the construction specifications are extremely high, and there are formation prohibitions, which are difficult for the king to shake, which shows the ferocity of this battle.

"Evenly matched!"

Qin Li hid in the corner of the palace.

King Xuanfeng was so anxious that he couldn't wait to rush up to help.

"Go kill the enemy! I'm not going to run away. Qin Li said lightly.

"Really?"

King Xuanfeng was a little unconvinced.

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!"

Qin Li stood proudly: "I have always done what I say, and I will never regret it!"

"Good!"

King Xuanfeng was overjoyed.

Immediately draw the killing sword, and you have to support.

Beichen Linglong glanced at him coldly, and shouted: "Let you protect Mr. Qin, can't you understand people's words?

King Xuanfeng shrank his neck in fright.

At this time.

The Poison Wine Hades King's black eyes narrowed.

"This law seems to be very important!"

He took the opportunity to get out and stepped out of the air, wanting to hold Qin Li hostage and threaten everyone.

"Not good!"

King Xuanfeng's face changed drastically.

The other party came too fast, and he couldn't stop it.

Qin Li did not retreat but advanced, but Xianmu was salivating for this guy, as long as he came by surprise, he could kill the Hades King in seconds.

"Mr. Qin, be careful!" Beichen was in a hurry, she didn't know Qin Li's methods, she was so frightened that she rushed out, wanting to help.

This move is poisoning the calculations of the Immortal King.

"Bury Ancient Poison Wine!"

Rumble!

The jar of purple gold opens.

It is the power of burial that is as thick as ink.

This thing is extremely poisonous, and it is poured on Beichen Linglong's body.

Woohoo!

The flesh melts, and the armor is filthy.

Beichen is exquisitely beautiful and beautiful, and the jade bones are exposed by corrosion.

"Your Highness!"

"This crumb!"

"I'm going to smash this guy!"

The Twelve Tribulation Kings were furious.

Everyone no longer cherishes the means, it is to kill the poisonous wine Hades.

Beichen Linglong drank the immortal biomass, the flesh and blood recovered, the ice muscles and jade bones, but it seemed to have hurt the foundation, and his face turned pale: "Don't be reckless, don't mess up the formation, let's grind him to death together!"

Next.

The battle was methodical.

The Poison Wine Hades has no other hole cards.

Kill him seven times in a row, and finally run out of dark matter.

"Win!"

Beichen Linglong breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the dozen or so robbers were holding their breath.

"If it weren't for some piece of waste, we would have won. ”

"A drag oil bottle, just stay in the corner, but come out and be able to do it. ”

"It's just a mess, and His Highness is kind, otherwise I would have pinched him to death with one finger. ”

Qin Li became the target of public criticism.

Beichen Linglong relieved the siege and said: "Okay, we should go to pick up the rooftop." ”

Near the Asgard Palace.

It is the core of crape myrtle, connected to the rooftop.

The two places are separated by a portal, and they need to be summoned by the Immortal Emperor to enter.

"Let's work together and push open the portal!" a dozen kings stood in front of the towering silver gate, and pushed with strength.

Syllable!

The silver door opens.

In the crack of the door, the light is shining.

Rich blood gushed out, gold and brilliant, red and bright.

Beichen Linglong frowned: "This is the breath of Dongshenyao, the Thousand Illusion Heavenly King, they are one step earlier." ”

The Twelve Kings were in a hurry.

Pushing open the door, his face was even more shocked.

Behind the door.

It's a square.

The purple jade is paved at the bottom, and it is as vast as a plain.

Only in the center, a 100,000-zhang purple jade altar rises from the ground.

This is the rooftop, with a black coffin frozen on the top, with an evil aura, surrounded by death totems, oozing terrifying ancient power.

"Beichen Linglong, you came just in time. "Dong Shenyao was extremely embarrassed, his claws were broken, and the golden demon blood spilled to the ground, steaming and shining.

The Thousand Phantom Giants have shrunk in size, but they are also ten zhang tall, and their bodies are full of eyeballs, flowing with divine radiance, but it is a pity that they are now being blinded by dozens of them, flowing out of the blood of the gods, turning into clouds of essence and fire.

"Be careful, he is a projection of the Dry Tomb Sage, who wants to use our royal blood to melt the purple ice seal and reappear in the world. ”

Beichen Linglong's face changed.

Looking sideways, on the altar of the heavens, there was a black-robed man.

Maybe it's not a person at all, it's just an evil spirit born from the power of the ancients, formless, venomous, weird, and haunted by the holy marks of death.

"The Poisoned Wine Hades is really a waste, there is no way to delay time at all, it is impossible to break each one, and you can only be wiped out. ”