In the starry sky, the underworld Yan Jun woke up and broke into the Heavenly Dao realm.

The thunder descended from the sky, destroying the stars of Zhou Tian, which was terrifying.

The outbreak of the underworld Yan Jun is amazing, and the eighteen hells are in the world, blocking many heavenly tribulations.

The shocking power, manpower to resist the sky, and under the heavy heavenly tribulations, the underworld Yan Jun broke out with all his strength, and resisted the catastrophe of creation.

Outside the Heavenly Tribulation, Ning Chen looked at the Difu Yan Jun who had crossed the Tribulation in front of him, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

It wasn't until Baishi's memory was restored that he understood some of the secrets of the Immortal Corpse Parade.

In the parade of immortal corpses, it is only a physical body of the underworld Yan Jun, and the soul of the underworld Yan Jun is not among them.

It is precisely like this, in the immortal sedan chair, the underworld Yan Jun is just an immortal corpse, immortal and immortal, after endless years, eternal and immortal.

The ghost girl he knew was the reincarnation of the divine soul of Yan Jun of the underworld, but the ghost girl was just one of the souls.

If the soul is incomplete, the consciousness of the underworld Yan Jun is extremely unstable, and he may go crazy at any time.

In the starry sky, under the Heavenly Tribulation, Yan Jun's expression was violently trance, and his body was unstable.

Gradually, the blood-red color in the eyes of Yan Jun of the Difu dissipated, and he regained a trace of clarity.

The muddy ghost aura is earth-shattering, blocking one catastrophe after another.

"Immortal Venerable!"

Difu Yan Jun opened his mouth and said softly.

Ahead, Ning Chen's expression was shocked when he heard this, and he said, "Have you recovered your memory?"

"My three souls are not complete, and it is difficult to stay awake for a long time, but I have no regrets when I can see Xianzun come back. Difu Yan Jun replied.

"You are the Underworld Yan Jun, and you know more about the divine soul than anyone else, why don't you find the lost two souls. Ning Chen was puzzled.

"It's hard to say for a while, Xianzun, I know that you have been looking for Xia Xinyu's soul, although I can't fully perceive her soul, but there is a law in everything, the clear one rises, the turbid one sinks, the soul is an invisible thing, now that hell is destroyed, the soul has nowhere to go, and it is impossible to stay in the world for a long time. Difu Yan Jun said calmly.

"Not alive. ”

Ning Chen muttered softly and asked, "You mean heavenly?"

"Hmm. ”

Difu Yan Jun nodded and said, "There are nine heavens, if the divine soul continues to rise, the final way back is only the nine heavens." ”

"Nine Heavens. ”

Ning Chen's expression froze, then it would be troublesome, if he wanted to go to the Nine Heavens, it was inevitable that he would have to face the Eight Heavens again

The god.

"Boom!"

At this time, above the sky, thunder broke through the sky and descended again.

Eighteen hells blocked the thunder, one hell collapsed, the aftermath was shaken, and Yan Jun's body staggered, and a touch of blood red appeared in his eyes again.

Consciousness was about to be confused again, and Yan Jun of the Underworld covered his head with his hands in severe pain, trying to stay awake.

"Yan Jun, Tai Shang Tian, have the thirty-three leaders ever been reincarnated? ”

Seeing that the ghost goddess consciousness was about to be lost, Ning Chen's face showed urgency and asked.

"Already, reincarnated. ”

Yan Jun of the underworld covered his head and said intermittently, "Yidao...... Daomen exercises, with the technique of returning to heaven and reversing time, can see the traces of the leaders of the Daomen. ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the underworld Yan Jun immediately turned blood-red, and with a terrible roar, the ghost yuan rushed to the nine heavens.

In an instant, in the starry sky, the ghost qi spread sharply, turning the starry sky into a ghost prison.

"Quick, go!"

In the Senluo Ghost Prison, the voice of the underworld Yan Jun came out, and said.

But when I saw the starry sky, it began to collapse from the inside of Senluo Hell, and continued to spread around.

A terrifying sight of the starry sky turning into hell and devouring everything.

Seeing this, Ning Chen immediately took the ghosts and the others and retreated.

Hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles, the starry sky keeps disappearing, and there is no longer a trace of light.

I don't know how far I exited, but in front of me, the starry sky had completely disappeared, along with the trace of Yan Jun of the underworld.

Ning Chen's expression condensed, and his divine sense dispersed, but he couldn't find the breath of Yan Jun of the underworld.

"Yan Jun controls life and death, and he won't have an accident easily, don't worry. ”

On the side, Twilight Chengxue opened her mouth and comforted.

"I understand. ”

Ning Chen nodded, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Ten days later, Ziwei Star Domain, Star Space, and Ning Chen performed the Dao Gate Technique, using the method of returning to the sky and reversing the time to find the reincarnation of the leaders of the Dao Gate.

The thirty-three leaders of the Dao Sect, Zeng Huatai is in the sky, and his divine soul is extremely powerful, and he will not easily disappear from the world.

Time passed day after day, and Ning Chen finally saw the reincarnation of the leaders of the Dao Sect from the passing time and space.

After finding the traces of the thirty-three Daomen leaders, Ning Chen's body was surrounded by phoenix flames, and he let out a deep sigh, entering time and space with his body, and recasting the Daomen Taishi Sword.

The first divine sword of the Daomen, which was once famous in Shenzhou, has now reappeared, and the phoenix fire has been tempered.

Nothing.

The dazzling divine soldiers, the sharp ten thousand ways, vaguely, can see the style of the gentleman.

Zi Weixing, a big star of life, an old man with white hair and beard walked on the stone steps of the mountain step by step, the aura around his body continued to rise, but his body was almost collapsed.

The longevity has ended, but the brilliance of the divinity around the old man's body is becoming more and more dazzling, and the divine consciousness surpasses the physical body and emerges from the physical body.

Gradually, the old man's spirit stood in the void, full of brilliance, looking at the world below, a smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.

"Huh?"

At this time, the old man looked at the sky, and then stepped on his feet and flew towards the starry sky.

On the starry sky, on the ups and downs of the Taishi Sword, the wind of the Daomen gentleman became more and more powerful, surpassing any divine soldier in the world.

When Ning Chen saw the old man, he saluted politely and said, "I've seen the leader." ”

Touching the breath of the gentleman's wind, the old man's expression was in a trance, and memories came like a tide.

After a while, the old man woke up and returned the courtesy.

This scene seems to be a microcosm of time, from this day on, in the world, on the stars of life, Zhiming and others have come one after another, helping the leaders of the Daomen to recover their memories in the last moments of their lives.

The thirty-three leaders of the Daomen were once placed in the Taishi Sword, and their souls were almost inseparable, and they were deeply implicated in each other.

Thirty-three Taoist leaders, both male and female, there is no doubt that each of them is a powerful man with amazing talents, and after experiencing the drastic changes in heaven and earth, his cultivation has broken through the limitations of the past and reached a higher realm.

It's just that, subject to the divine soul, the longevity of the thirty-three Dao Sect leaders is not long, even if they break through to the Heavenly Dao Realm, they will not be more than a thousand years old.

On the starry sky, after the last Dao Sect leader arrived, he looked at the figures in front of him, and his expression changed from confused to clear.

"Fellow initiates, don't come unharmed. ”

The last Daomen leader saluted, and his peerless temperament was not inferior to any fairy or goddess.

"Don't come unharmed. ”

The leaders returned the salute, and then, the figures of the leaders disappeared and returned to one.

Ten steps away, Ning Chen looked at the figure in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, and he saluted respectfully, "Junior Ning Chen, I have seen the senior of the Taishang Heaven." ”

"Knowing the fate, we meet again. ”

The voices of the thirty-three Daomen leaders sounded at the same time, some men and women, some old and some young, complicated but consistent, echoing between heaven and earth.

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