Pain, severe pain, Yang Yi felt the pain at the last trace of consciousness, and then, everything returned to darkness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yi didn't see it, and at the moment when his body was about to collapse under this huge impact, the Nine Dragon Ring in his hand suddenly burst out with brilliant light, and a thin film like a bubble wrapped Yang Yi in its entirety, protecting his body.

But the huge impact force was not wasted, and the whirlpool on the wall suddenly spun up and rotated under such a powerful force, like a bottomless deep hole, swallowing Yang Yi into it.

At the last moment, the shattered bones of the Demon Beast Ancestor were sucked into by the Nine Dragon Rings, and finally, everything was calm, and there was nothing in this cave except for some broken pieces of flesh.

Uhhh

Yang Yi felt the pain in his head as if it had exploded, and involuntarily, he wanted to rub it, but at this time he suddenly woke up, and he thought that he couldn't dodge the blow of the last self-detonation, so now......

Suddenly opened his eyes, Yang Yi found that everything in front of him was so unfamiliar, the beams of the house without stripping off the bark, the thatched roof, and even the place where he was lying were hard, with a hint of the fragrance of straw.

Ding Ding Ding!

There was a rhythmic sound of tapping from the outside of the hut, just like when I was a child in a country blacksmith shop.

"Where is this?" Yang Yi propped himself up and wanted to get up, but as soon as he exerted his strength, a sharp pain hit him instantly, making him involuntarily snort and lie back.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, hehe, yes, my luck is really good. Although it hurt, Yang Yi still laughed, knowing that the pain was not dead, and being able to die under such a violent impact was not dead, and even he himself admired his luck.

"Luck, you think it's all your luck?" Suddenly, an old, but unhappy voice rang in my ears.

"Who?" Yang Yi reluctantly turned his head to the side, only to find that there was no one else in the room.

"Ghost, am I dead?" Yang Yi opened his mouth in shock, a little unbelievable of this fact.

"Dead ghost, you are still alive, it was the old man who saved you. The voice rang out again.

"Who are you and where are you?" Yang Yi asked with some horror.

"I ...... I am the spirit of the Nine Dragons Ring. The old man originally didn't want Yang Yi to know, but now he had to say that the place that Yang Yi came to was no longer under his control, and their arrival alarmed some powerful existences, if Yang Yi didn't know to pay attention, this was the place where he was buried.

"Machine Spirit, why haven't I seen you before?"

"As a machine spirit, I can only silently accept your orders, not affect your cultivation, just ......" The old man pondered for a moment and said, "It's just that this time the matter is special, very special, I have to come forward to remind you." ”

"What's so special?"

"This is no longer the Earth. ”

"Where is this?" Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then asked anxiously.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that there are thousands of worlds and three thousand small worlds, do you think this sentence is true?"

"Fake, of course fake. ”

"No, it's true, three thousand worlds are a bit exaggerated, but hundreds of small worlds are real existence. The machine spirit sorted out his words and continued: " The ancient powerhouses are the first batch of gods, they have the ability to open up the world, if they make a move, the entire earth will be destroyed, which is not in line with the way of heaven, so in order to protect the descendants, some gods have joined forces to open up another world, that is, the god realm, the gods have left the earth, returned to the god realm, and cannot return, but the cultivation has been passed on, and every 100,000 years there will always be an existence that is strong enough to threaten the survival of the descendants, and these existences are not like returning to the god realm, or they cannot reach the realm of the gods, so they open up their own world with their own great ability。 ”

"Buddhism's Rulai, Taoism's Sanqing, these are all great powers of cultivation, and they have also opened up their own worlds, so your legendary Buddha realm and fairy realm are real, but under the way of heaven, the world is stable, and they can't return. ”

"Your current position is the world created by the demon beast power and the subordinate demons 500,000 years ago, and they became the demon beast world, which is the last small world. ”

Yang Yi's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his whole person was stunned, he didn't know if he was crazy, or if this guy who called himself a machine spirit was crazy, this information was too subversive of his cognition.

"I know you don't believe it, but that's the truth, originally such a world couldn't be entered at all unless it was strong, but that dragon python's final self-explosion opened the door to the demon beast world, and you were also sent in. Ignoring Yang Yi's astonishment, the machine spirit gave him the final blow.

"What??, then how do I get out?" Yang Yi asked anxiously.

"If it's a demon beast, if you enter here, you can't go back at all, only chance may be, but you don't belong here, you belong to an accident outside the Heavenly Dao, so you may be able to leave when you cultivate to the demigod realm. ”

"Demigod realm?

"According to your division, the Holy Realm. ”

Burst!

Yang Yi almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, the saint-level realm, he didn't even know how to reach the heaven-level realm now, the saint-level realm, is this going to be hundreds of years.

"Damn, shit, shit. Yang Yi was flustered, he didn't want to be here, he wanted to go back, but all this was beyond his cognition and beyond his ability.

"Because you were sent here by a powerful force, the strong people here have realized your existence, and the Nine Dragon Ring, that is, my body, is an existence that even the superior gods covet, so here, if you can, you should use the Nine Dragon Ring as little as possible, at least not in front of people, so as not to catch the breath leaking out by those guys, after all, you don't have the realm to protect me now." ”

"Also, Shenyuan is also used as little as possible here, and that doesn't belong here. ”

"It's over, it's over, this can't be used, that can't be used, it seems that I can only rely on my own cultivation and medical skills. Yang Yi calmed down for a while, although he was still a little afraid to accept it, but the facts forced him to accept it, after all, even Marcel, the superior god, had seen it, what else was impossible.

Yang Yi deeply remembered the warning of the machine spirit, because of the Nine Dragons Ring, the high-ranking god Marcel had fallen, not to mention that he was only a cultivator of the prefecture-level high-grade realm.

"Cultivation master, don't blame me for not warning you, the aborigines here can only survive because of long-term confrontation with demon beasts, so their quality and qualifications are very good, normally speaking, they have already entered cultivation when they were children, and the general cultivation is above the middle grade of the Xuan level, the earth-level realm is the bottom, and the heaven-level realm is the backbone, of course, the demigods are not nothing, maybe there are a lot. The machine spirit said honestly.

"I'll tell you!" Yang Yi's eyes were stunned, and the whole person almost fainted, the strength of the aborigines here is so strong, and their own prefecture-level realm is just a little stronger than ordinary people here, that's still a fart, how can such a cultivation compare to those guys who have cultivated since childhood.