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To the west of the Misty Moon Mountains, the burial place of the gods.

It's a desolate place.

However, in this desolate place, there is a rich white aura and purple demonic energy, which repel each other and devour each other, like two angry dragons fighting, entangled, and in the center, there is an altar with golden light, which looks very mysterious.

At this moment, it is daytime, there is a sun in the sky, and around the sun, there are layers of black clouds rolling towards it, as if to wrap it, but no matter how these black clouds surge, they still can't stop the blazing light of the sun from penetrating and falling in this foggy moon mountain range, bringing a touch of hope.

A cyan figure flashed, and then an ice-blue half-moon light flashed out, and the layers of frozen qi spread, and the surrounding demon qi tornadoes were suddenly frozen, and then, there was a cracking sound, and these demon qi tornadoes disappeared as a collapsed demon qi.

The cyan figure paused at the edge of the burial place, and a man wearing a navy blue leather coat with black body armor inside, and a white hair that emitted white light moved without wind, and a grim expression appeared.

This person is comfort.

After returning to the Phantom Sky Realm, he fought with thousands of monsters outside the valley of Foggy Moon City, fought with an early earth-level ghost king, and finally killed all these monsters, and traveled all the way to the west, killing many monsters along the way, and after a long-lost tempering, finally, on this day, came to the place of the god's burial.

At this moment, after dealing with the monsters that had been with him for two days, he looked at the surroundings of the god's burial place.

"Look at it like this, there's nothing mysterious about it, it's clear at a glance."

An Yi muttered, and was about to take a step into the place of the god's burial, but in his heart, Daozang's voice sounded.

"Wait, little one."

As Daozang's voice sounded, on the left side of Anyi, a white light flashed, and Daozang's figure slowly appeared.

"What's wrong?"

"Haven't you noticed that the barrier of this god's burial place, with your strength at the moment, you can't get into?" Daozang glanced at An Yi with disdain and said.

"Really?" An Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at Daozang, and then looked at the place where the god was buried.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, huh? I feel like I can walk in one step. An Yi still didn't find out what his current strength couldn't cope with The situation would appear in the place of the god's burial, and he wondered.

"Hey......" Daozang sighed, and his figure floated to the barrier of the god's burial place, stretched out his illusory hand, and landed on the barrier.

......As soon as Daozang's hand touched the enchantment, immediately, an illusory white flame burned out of the enchantment, wrapping Daozang's illusory hand with white light, and the two instantly collided violently.

"How so?" Comfortably gasped.

"This is the burial place of the gods, without the ninefold cultivation, it is impossible for you to enter it safely, and I just used the same strength as you in the sevenfold cultivation, you also saw it." The flickering white light on Daozang's illusory hand suddenly became stronger, bounced the wrapped illusory white flame away, and then easily withdrew his hand, looking at An Yi, explaining.

"I see." An Yi understood, "Then how do I get in?" If you can't get in, how can you cultivate? How do I get the power to improve my cultivation? ”

"Sit down cross-legged, hold your breath, separate a wisp of soul power, enter this place of divine burial with the power of your soul, and accept the trial of the place of divine burial."

Listening to Daozang's words, An Yi quickly sat down cross-legged and held his breath.

In his body, in An Yi's mind, a white soul light flashed and appeared.

On this soul light cluster, you can clearly feel the power of the soul of comfort.

Soon, under the control of An Yi, this soul light cluster split out a ray of light, floated out of the body, appeared outside the body, floated in mid-air, and turned into an illusory and comfortable figure.

"And then?" The illusory comfort looked at Daozang and asked.

"Then, what the old man wants to tell you is that once you enter the place of divine burial with this wisp of soul power and accept the trial of the place of divine burial, then you must remember that you cannot pass the trial before this incense burns out, and you will bury the god here."

"God is buried here?" Listening to Daozang's words, An Yi muttered.

"Okay, remember."

After Daozang finished speaking, with a wave of his big hand, a white light flashed, and in mid-air, a fist-sized incense appeared, with a zhang high burning incense coming out, and at this moment, there were wisps of smoke curling up.

"Let's go inside."

glanced at the burning incense, looked at Daozang, and was comfortable here, the illusory figure flashed, turned into a ray of ghostly light, and drilled into the place where the gods were buried.

Seeing An Yi enter the place of divine burial, Daozang looked at An Yi's body meditating cross-legged on the side, closing his eyes, breathing evenly, with a wave of his big hand, the white light flashed, turning into an enchantment, covering the range of one meter around An Yi.

"Okay, the old man is also going to see another comfort, he is there, it's more troublesome."

Daozang sighed faintly, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, and the white light on his body flashed, and he disappeared and left.

Here, there was only a one-meter range of flickering white light enchantment, within the enchantment, An Yi closed his eyes and crossed his knees to meditate, between breaths, the surrounding aura slowly surged towards him, burrowed into his body, and fell silent.

And the surrounding monsters who found comfort were excitedly rolling the demon energy tornado, coming in an instant, rushing towards comfort.

However, as soon as they came into contact with the enchantment, these rushing demonic tornadoes collapsed in an instant, disappearing without a trace, and the monsters inside didn't even have time to scream or anything, and they were all wiped out.

Then, there was another demonic tornado that seemed to be a Xuan-level monster, and the demonic energy was even more ferocious, the same, the moment it touched the enchantment, the form and spirit were destroyed.

After extinguishing four waves of demonic energy tornadoes in a row, those monsters around seemed to have just learned to be obedient, rolling demonic energy, entrenched around, and surrounded the place where comfort was.

The scene inside the place of divine burial is far from what you see from the outside, from the outside, this place is very desolate, but when you enter here, you can clearly see that the place of divine burial is filled with clusters of illusory white flames, and a breath that can scorch the soul covers the surroundings, making this place like a purgatory.

An illusory figure of comfort appeared in the burial place of the gods.

As soon as they appeared, the illusory white flames around them seemed to be being pulled up, rolling up, slowly, towards the comfort of the place, surrounding them.

Seeing this phenomenon, An Yi was surprised, solemn, and cautiously looked around, looking at this place of divine burial.

Finding that there was no danger except for the illusory white flames that slowly surrounded him, An Yi breathed a sigh of relief and began to concentrate, looking at the illusory white flames that slowly surrounded him.

He didn't dare to touch those illusory white flames, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be unwilling to explain here.

However, as time passed little by little, soon, there were many illusory white flames around An Yi, and it didn't take long for An Yi's eyes to widen and he didn't know how to resist, these illusory white flames swallowed him up at once, and then these illusory white flames slowly dispersed like ripples on the water surface.

After scattering, the comfortable figure was gone, and there was no one around.

Here, it is an empty grassland with no end in sight, under the blue sky and white clouds, a ripple appears, and inside, a comfortable figure is spit out.

Staggered in this unknown world, looking around comfortably, looking around, not sensing the existence of demonic energy, but a richer aura floating around, making the body and mind feel comfortable for a while.

"Here?"

An Yi looked around, and couldn't see the end of this place, only the grassland, the blue sky and white clouds, and the others, not even cattle and sheep.

Strange, An Yi walked around.

Walking to the east, there is no end to it, as if it has been going east, and it can't get out of here, or it has always been standing still.

An Yi stopped, closed his eyes, calmed his breath, and slowly, on him, a wisp of thought floated out, turning into a ghostly light, forming a circle of ripples, spreading out to the surroundings.

In the ripples, I don't know how long it took, but I still can't touch the end.

An Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and the solemn color in his eyes was rich.

"It's weird."

An Yi muttered and looked around again.

As the time passed, the night came.

At night, a crescent moon exudes a charming bright moonlight, sprinkling down, as if draping this grassland with a silver veil.

In the night light, An Yi squatted down, stretched out his hand, and stroked the grassland.

The gentle touch of the cool grass came from the fingertips.

"It's cool, it's quite comfortable."

"Hey, is there anyone here?" Stand up, look around, and shout.

"Is there anybody? If there is a squeak! ”

shouted a few times, and even the echo was swallowed up by the boundless grassland, and An Yi gave up and continued to shout.

Raising his head and looking at the bright crescent moon in the sky, An Yi was stunned for a while, and actually lay on the grassland, with his hands on his head, quietly watching, the round of crescent moon.

The crescent moon is like an eyebrow, outlining whose cunning; The crescent moon is like a lip, and whose pride emerges; The crescent moon is like a thought, and the shadow of whom.

At this moment, quietly looking at the comfort of the crescent moon, it seemed that in the haze, there was a trace of sleepiness, and his eyes slowly closed.

The change, at the moment when he closed his eyes comfortably, happened suddenly.

I saw that the originally endless grassland, suddenly burned out a raging flame, burning, enveloping everything, the original bright moonlight, but also turned into a purple demon moon, emitting a rich demonic energy, forming a purple light, falling down rapidly, like a meteor, with a long tail, falling downward, burning in flames.

"Boom ......"

After a roar, in the distance, a horn sounded, from far to near, in the blink of an eye, a burning flame was set off, forming a circle of ripples, and came rapidly.

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo......"

The comfort with his eyes closed was also at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, there was no solemnity in his eyes, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

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