I see.

Lin Yu muttered to himself when he heard this.

Immediately, the palm of his hand shook without thinking.

The Ghost Lethe River ferry map flew up.

Soon, it floated into the void.

In that case, let's give it to our predecessors.

Seeing this, this beautiful senior was a little surprised.

You don't even know the secret of this painting, and you're willing to give it away just because of my words?

Hearing this, Lin Yu smiled faintly.

The seniors personally reminded you this time, this painting should be regarded as a favor to you.

Hearing this, the beautiful senior smiled dumbly.

The more I look at you and him, the more I think about it, even the personalities are so similar, and I don't like to owe favors.

As he spoke, the white silk painting disappeared.

I can tell you that this Netherworld Lethe River Ferry Map has another name, called the Ancient Abyss Map, which was painted by the person who crossed the world of the Feng family, and after he passed away, this painting remained in the secret realm of the Feng family.

Later, the Feng family had an accident and turmoil, and this painting was left behind, and I didn't know where to go.

Speaking of this, the beautiful senior paused for a moment.

Then, she continued: This painting is indeed useful to me, but to you, it is almost equal to zero, because the biggest secret hidden in this painting is the direction of the primeval abyss, so that you can find the origin of heaven and earth.

But since you are a person who has crossed the world, there is a providence in the dark to guide you into the primeval abyss, and you don't need this painting as a guide at all

Hearing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but be a little interested.

Senior, remember what you said before, in order to avoid the strangulation of the origin consciousness of heaven and earth, you hid in the endless void turbulence, in this case, why do you want to find the location of the origin of heaven and earth? Isn't this a way to kill yourself?

Hearing this question, the beautiful senior giggled.

Boy, you're so clever that you can find out the suspicions so quickly.

After praising her, she continued: In fact, the reason is very simple, because in the place where the origin of heaven and earth is located, there is the qi of immortality, which can resist the erosion of time and time, and it can be called a treasure for a master of our level.

It's just that the origin of heaven and earth is too secret, and only those who have crossed the world can sense the exact direction, so this painting will be so important, but as far as I know, although the original of this painting is lost, the Feng family has already copied many copies.

When the Heaven and Earth Origin Consciousness weakens to the extreme, the Outer Heaven God Clan will take the opportunity to go to the Ancient Abyss to refine the Origin Consciousness, and at that time, I can also take this opportunity to collect some immortal qi.

At this point, the beautiful face in the void began to fade.

Boy, the decisive battle between you and the Outer Heavens is an arrangement of fate that cannot be avoided, and your battlefield is not here, but in the eternal primeval abyss.

Otherwise, even with your current strength, it will be enough to cause endless catastrophe to this world, not to mention, when the decisive battle comes, the origin of heaven and earth will all be blessed on you.

As the voice sounded, the face finally disappeared into the void.

Only Lin Yu and the others were left, standing in place in a daze, staring at the direction in which the beautiful predecessor disappeared.

Above the sky, the space is boundless.

In the chaotic sea of stars, extremely thick scaly clouds appeared.

The clouds form swirling black holes that distort all light.

The whining wind filled all directions.

This strange wind contains great power.

Everywhere it goes, the thoughts of the soul will be pulled out by force.

When the wind blows, all life dissipates into nothingness.

The turbulence of time and space has created a place of dead silence.

And at the center of the black vortex, there are four oval-shaped glass-shaped divine sources.

A faint glow on the surface.

It adds a unique brilliance to this dark and lonely dead place.

Among the four divine sources, each of them sealed a supreme powerhouse.

The time is coming, and we need to be ready.

A voice full of majesty resounded in the void.

Break through the source of the gods, kill to the ancient land, and revive the power of my gods, this time we must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and completely refine the origin of this heaven and earth.

Another voice, equally sacred and majestic.

Those stupid mortals, at this time, can't forget the intrigue and calculating with each other, ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

A pair of wise eyes seem to have penetrated all the fog and gone straight to the essence of the facts.

The stakes are high, we must not despise our enemies, who would have thought that among these stupid mortals, there would also be an existence with supreme potential, exerting unpredictable magical powers, and destroying the Starry Sky Ancient Path.

Now, a similar existence has appeared among them again, and what is even more ridiculous is that even if these mortals are facing a life and death crisis, they still can't change the inferior nature in their bones.

When death is approaching, they don't know it, but are busy calculating each other, their weak bodies can't accommodate the endless ambition, this is the original sin of mortals.

The Starry Sky Ancient Road is about to be repaired, and the only thing to worry about is whether this long-shattered origin of heaven and earth can still attract the attention of the Divine Domain, and whether it is worth sending a real master to help.

East R, a solitary volcanic island.

Wisps of eerie and terrifying aura converge and rise and fall below.

Inside, it seems that a peerless murderer has been born.

The evil aura was constantly wriggling, merging with each other.

Where the breath spreads, whenever it touches a living being, it will suddenly become a bone.

The entire volcanic island is alive and dead.

In the surrounding water, there is a gray-white fish skeleton floating.

With this trail as the center, within a radius of a kilometer, life is extinct.

The sea also presents an abnormal dark black.

A blood-colored shadow swam at the bottom of the volcanic island.

Suddenly, when I have completely refined this treasure, I will be able to take advantage of your battle to get everything I want.

An eerie and muffled laugh sounded slowly.

Damn boy, you actually forced me to hide in this place, wait and see, when your luck dissipates, I will take everything from you, your woman, your subordinates, and the Huangfu family haha

The laughter was filled with tyranny and resentment.

The final victory can only belong to me, and I will follow the traces of the ancestors' conquests and return to the divine realm of the great world to become a true god

Hysterical screams, with the smell of madness.

In the eerie and terrifying atmosphere, a dragon-shaped boat loomed.

If Lin Yu saw this scene with his own eyes, he would have seen that this dragon boat was exactly the same as the dragon boat depicted on the silk painting.

Same size, same material.

There is an island in the East China Sea, the name is Fusang, there is a building tree long, its leaves are like Luo, in fact, it is like a tree, its wood is like a tree, in the life of heaven and earth, there are no branches in a hundred thousands, there are nine trees on it, and there are nine wolfs under it.

Hehe, the person who crossed the world at the beginning of the Feng family asked the ancestor to go east to Fusang, look for Jianmu, and build a dragon boat, but what he didn't expect was that the ancestor had actually premeditated and left a road to heaven for future generations.

The emperor who was hidden in the shadows was talking to himself.

His body slowly merged with the looming dragon boat of creation.

The secret realm of Fahua Temple, on Mount Meru.

A piece of Buddha light shrouded in Sanskrit sounds.

The light of the Buddha shines, and the white is shiny with a hint of silver.

The light was light and snowy, serene and peaceful.

A young monk sits cross-legged on the ground.

Directly above the head, a glass-colored relic floats.

Knock knock

The bell rang on Mount Meru.

The relics bloomed with wisps of Buddha light, enveloping the young monks.

As time passed, the breath in the young monk's body surged.

Like a rolling wave, surging endlessly.

The sound of Sanskrit sounds, like morning bells and dusk drums, echoed in the hearts of monks.

A solemn force fell from the relics in an instant.

It is like a torrent of waves, straight through the top of the brain.

The light flows, and the Buddha is solemn.

The Buddha's light flashed, and it was indescribably solemn.

At this moment, not far from the young monk, the abbot of Fahua Temple was full of relief.

Wan Miao, the outside things, all leave it to the teacher to do, this ancient and modern war, will come to an end in the old generation, I hope you can lead our Fahua Temple after the catastrophe, revive the prestige of Buddhism.

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