This feeling is so weird, he seems to have become a lamb to the slaughter, the cold sweat on his forehead keeps dripping, and his heart is pounding; It was something he had never felt before, feeling that death was so close to him, so close that he couldn't breathe.

"Senior brother!"

Qin Youdao frowned and shouted.

"You can't take him to the dungeon, or I'll kill him. ”

The words of the Mudao people were cold and ruthless, colder than the cold wind of winter, and it was so cold that it made people shiver.

Qin Youdao said helplessly: "If you don't eat the ancients, it doesn't matter, just listen to you." In that case, you wait for me here for a few days, and I will send Xiao Ming back to the mountain village. After speaking, he grabbed Bai Xiaoming and rushed to the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Mu Daoren sighed, looked at the direction in which the two disappeared, and his fingers quickly calculated, in his eyes, many different scenes appeared, and many strange characters kept flashing, intertwined with each other, forming a dense net.

After calculating like this for a long time, Bai Xiaoming's figure appeared in the secret net.

When Mu Daoren was trying to see Bai Xiaoming's way out, he was flicked away by an invisible force, and at the same time, an invisible force surged from the sky, exploding in his sea of consciousness, with his cultivation, he couldn't suppress this invisible force, his eyes seemed to have tens of millions of silver needles pierced, the big net in his eyes shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He hurriedly closed his eyes and kept his mind tight, and a mysterious will suppressed his mind from the darkness, leaving him in a state of ignorance, at this time, even a mortal could kill him.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the sun was rising, that the will was dispersed, and he came to his senses, but in his heart he wondered who had disturbed the heavens for this young man.

For a moment, he thought of Tang Bai, the shaman's lotus planter, who was also a young man he couldn't deduce.

The world is changing, turning into a giant chessboard.

More than ten days later, Qin Youdao returned, and the two of them found a very hidden crypt in the Infinite White Bone, and the cave was covered by a complex array disk.

The two of them stood in each direction, constantly pinching the seal, and then changing shapes and shadows, and finally with a 'bang', the gate of the array appeared out of the portal.

The two of them got into it.

The entrance to the crypt is very small, the more inside, the more down the terrain, the larger the space, and there are many forks, dense, extending in all directions, like a large underground net.

The two of them are very familiar with the crypt, where to turn left, where to go straight, and the clouds and rivers flow.

After about half a day's work, the two came to a stone wall, the cave wall was engraved with four ancient seals of "Tianmu Difu", but under the ancient seal was a huge stone door, and an ancient six-pointed star map was engraved on the door.

Qin Youdao pinched the seal with both hands, and the seal slammed on the six-pointed star map.

The star map emitted a brilliant light, and then there was a loud 'boom', and the star map continued to intertwine and change, evolving into a sea of stars, and the dense points of light were chaotic and changeable.

At this time, the Mu Dao man threw out the emperor sword in his hand, and a ray of purple light shot out from the emperor sword, which did not enter the sea of stars, like a swimming dragon, forming a golden line, which continued to spread, connecting all the chaotic points of light into a pattern.

After half an hour of this, only a 'click' was heard, and the stone door slowly opened, falling out of the long-dusty cave.

The cave is neat and vast, there is nothing peculiar, the four walls are stalactites drooping, like a beaded curtain, there are several stone rooms, there are no door frames, there are stone tables and stone chairs, the materials used are all ordinary stones in the cave, but in the southeast position, a round white stone altar is arranged, covered with dust.

The altar is about the size of a zhang, divided into four layers, carved with runes of four different elements of earth, wind, water, and fire, but there is a groove on it, and its shape is like a sword.

Mu Daoren jumped up, drew the emperor sword in his hand, and put the sword into the slot.

Then there was another 'click', and the emperor's sword and the stone trough were tightly sealed, forming a whole.

A dazzling purple light emanated from the Emperor's Sword, and the originally ordinary altar turned into a huge piece of purple jade emitting precious light.

The runes on the altar came to life, four different elemental energies were mixed together, and the entire cave suddenly shook, and for a while, the space changed greatly, and the powerful suction force radiated in all directions, heading towards the ground, and the endless power of heaven and earth was sucked into the runes of the altar, forming a mist, and then a huge light wave shot out from the mist, illuminating the void in the southeast corner of the cave, forming a light gate.

"Let's go!"

After Qin Youdao finished speaking, his body moved, and he disappeared into the light gate.

The wooden man held the scabbard in his hand, and said 'receive', and the imperial sword flew out of the stone trough and inserted it into the scabbard.

The wooden road man also stepped into the light gate without hesitation.

At the moment when the two of them left, the altar could no longer withstand the huge force surging from heaven and earth, and it exploded with a 'boom', and the huge force shook the entire cave and collapsed, like a sudden earthquake, burying this cave that had existed for an unknown number of years deep in the earth.

The space was distorted, and Qin Youdao and Mu Dao were successively wrapped by an invisible force, passing through the heavenly and poor time and space, and appearing in a huge underground palace.

The dungeon is huge, cold and unusual, and its top is inlaid with countless gems, like the stars in the sky, exuding a cold and cold light.

The ground was full of sarcophagi, neatly arranged, dense with no end in sight.

The sarcophagus is engraved with strange red runes, like earthworms, constantly wriggling, bright as blood, eerie and terrifying.

As soon as the two appeared, the underground palace was like a sense, and suddenly a huge yin wind blew, and the whistling yin wind sounded like a ghost crying and shouting, and then countless sarcophagi vibrate, and the sound of 'click' came from the sarcophagus, like the corpses in the coffin were constantly impacting, wanting to get out of the sarcophagus.

"What's going on?"

Qin Youdao looked at the shaking sarcophagus around him and asked.

Mu Daoren didn't say a word, and walked straight forward, and not long after, a wide turbid yellow Yin River appeared in front of the two of them, and the mighty river flowed around a bronze giant coffin floating in the air.

Under the bronze coffin is a spring about a foot round, and the turbid yellow spring water continues to gush out of the spring and pour into the Yin River.

"Huangquankou!"

Qin Youdao was slightly surprised, and then looked at Mu Daoren.

Mu Daoren was also surprised, but quickly calmed down, from the chest out of a piece of purple ancient jade, the mouth of the words, thrown into the air, only to see a flash of purple light, appeared an ancient stone bridge;

The stone bridge was erected on the Yin River and fell under the bronze coffin, and the wooden road man said expressionlessly: "Let's go!"

Qin Youdao looked at the stone bridge in front of him, and asked with a little doubt, "What is the bridge?"

The wooden road man didn't say a word, and the stone bridge that he had walked to, at the moment he stepped on the stone bridge, the Yin River, which had flowed for an unknown number of years, was suddenly mutated, and the turbidity waves were monstrous for a while, and there were countless ghosts struggling in the river, wanting to get rid of the shackles of the river, climb the stone bridge, and rush to the two.

A huge dragon groan sounded in the underground palace, and the huge sound wave drowned Qin Youdao and Mu Daoren, and a life-and-death crisis surged from the bottom of the hearts of the two, only to see that the Yin River turned into a huge yellow dragon, rushing towards the two.

The wooden Taoist people shouted, made a handprint, and the blue light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and he shouted 'E'.

I saw that the few vague words on the stone bridge seemed to come to life, and there seemed to be an ancient sound coming out of it, which calmed down the turbulent river instantly.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, carefully crossed the stone bridge, and just approached the copper coffin, but saw that the copper coffin was shining, and a powerful and unstoppable force crashed towards the two.

Qin Youdao said carefully, there was an extra silk whisk in his hand, and thousands of dust filaments spread out, forming a huge cocoon, wrapping himself in it.

But there was an extra branch in the hand of the wooden man, and there were three emerald green leaves on it, and there were a few drops of transparent dew on it, as if they had just been broken off from the tree;

'Boom!boom!boom!'

The invisible light wave radiated in all directions, and the sarcophagus in the underground palace continued to shatter in the light wave, but the runes on the sarcophagus did not disappear, but seemed to fuse some strange energy, turning into red light, like countless flying dragons, gathering towards the huge copper coffin and pouring into the copper coffin.

Countless patterns appeared on the copper coffin, and then with a 'click', the coffin lid suddenly opened and flew up, and a burst of red mist rose from the copper coffin, forming a blood-red middle-aged man's phantom in the air.

This man wears an imperial crown on his head and an imperial robe, which is powerful and domineering.

He exudes a suffocating power on his body, like the master of heaven and earth, making people unable to resist at all.

He stood quietly on top of the sarcophagus, like the most powerful god between heaven and earth, so that people did not dare to blaspheme a single bit.

He looked indifferently and ruthlessly, looking at Qin Youdao and Mu Daoren.

"Emperor of Heaven"

Qin Youdao and Mu Daoren exclaimed, and they were about to salute in a hurry, but they saw the phantom stretching out his hand and grabbing the two of them, and the blood-red palm contained the energy to destroy the world.

Both felt the shadow of death.

In their eyes, space is collapsing, the world is being destroyed, and the Great Dao is dying.

Qin Youdao screamed in horror, "Draw your sword!"

Mu Daoren shook his head with a miserable smile, and muttered in his mouth: "The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die." ”

Just when the two of them were desperate, the emperor sword in the hand of the Mu Dao man suddenly flew up, and the gems on the scabbard fell off one after another, and then became larger and larger, quickly arranging in the air, forming a huge star map like 'Zhi'.

Each gem was like a scorching sun, emitting a brilliant light, and immediately after, a huge purple dragon flew out of the sword, and the huge dragon body stood in front of the two of them.

A palm with the destruction of the end of the world was imprinted on the dragon's body, and a loud 'boom' exploded, and endless light illuminated the entire underground palace.

The dazzling light made Qin Youdao and Mu Dao people unable to open their eyes, and they didn't know what was going on?

The two wanted to open their eyes and want to see the scene in the dungeon, but they found that the surroundings were turbid, they couldn't see the sky, they couldn't touch the ground, and the invisible force around them imprisoned the two of them to death, and they couldn't move a bit.

After more than half a day, the surrounding scene slowly became clear, the original underground palace was gone, and the place where the two of them were located was actually a towering mountaintop, surrounded by a sea of clouds, and as far as the eye could see, there was a sacred mountain looming.

Not far from the two, there was a tall and thin figure, dressed in a white shirt, with black hair flying in the wind, and a long sword hanging from his waist, which was the emperor's sword in the hands of the Mudao people.

Qin Youdao and Mu Daoren looked at each other in surprise, and then knelt down in surprise and said tremblingly: "Prince!"

The figure turned, revealing a thin, handsome face.

This person was the person they had been waiting for, the son of the Emperor of Heaven who had been sleeping for countless thousands of years.

The crown prince, the supreme and the greatest, is the supreme and holy of the emperor, the son of the emperor, his name is the prince.

The prince looked at the two of them quietly, his expression was gentle, but not majestic, he sighed lightly, and said, "Get up!" After speaking, he didn't say more, but turned around and looked into the distant void;