Amitabha Buddha is right, there is indeed Chen Yi's soul breath left in the old body, but he doesn't know how to hit the soul through the body, not to mention that this method has been used, and it is the first time he has even heard of it.

Obviously, Amitabha Buddha didn't seem to be joking, it was not so much that his soul was forcibly sucked into the gate of hell by Amitabha, but that all of this was actually planned by him a long time ago, using his illusion and the strong attributes of the gate of hell to trap his soul firmly here, and then he could have a lot of time to plan the rest of the matter.

"Okay, I won't say anything to you, just enjoy this boundless darkness!"

Amitabha Buddha slowly disappeared from the gate of hell with a playful voice, leaving Chen Yi alone.

"Fuck it!"

For many years, Chen Yi has never cursed, and at this moment he wants to scold, and he always falls on top of this conspiracy.

The longer a person lives, the more he will experience naturally, and the more mature his mind will be, and Amitabha Buddha is obviously already familiar with it and rotten in his heart, and he has no idea how much he grasps the direction of human nature and the development of things.

It is impossible to give up, but staying in this dark gate of hell Chen Yi is really a little anxious, he feels everything around him, in fact, this gate of hell has no power to harm, only boundless darkness and loneliness.

What he was anxious about was that the Divine Domain had been destroyed in the hands of Amitabha Buddha, and the next thing must be the two great worlds of the Demon Domain and the Buddha Domain, and now there is no one in the Demon Domain who can compete with Amitabha Buddha, if he himself can't get out of trouble here, then the ending will be the same as the seven worlds that were destroyed before.

Besides, the Demon God of Destroying the World not only destroys the three domains of the Gods, Demons and Buddhas, but also the thousands of small worlds under the Gods, Demons and Buddhas will also be destroyed by the Demon God of Destroying the World, and the end of the entire era is the ultimate goal, however, in this era, Chen Yi has too many ties, his wife, children, and friends...... He was reluctant to lose any of them.

So, that's why he's in a hurry, he can't wait, he has to get out.

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In the boundless darkness, Chen Yi was working hard alone.

The moonlight on the top of the magic city shone on his body, and the original bronzed skin gradually turned silver-white with the passage of time.

After Chen Yi disappeared that year, Ying Zheng began to be busy with the ascension of the Heavenly Dao Realm, Zixuan and the patriarch of the Wuyi clan, Wu, were also actively preparing for war, and the entire Demon Domain knew that there was a sharp sword hanging above their heads, and they would fall ruthlessly when they didn't know it.

They don't want to be like the Divine Domain, to be the waves in the ocean of history, so they have to struggle, they have to fight for their fate.

"Patriarch Wu, it's been five hundred years, and Amitabha Buddha hasn't moved, is there any conspiracy brewing?"

In the Demon Palace, there was a regular meeting, Zixuan sat on the main seat, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her pretty face was worried, and she asked Wu Qian.

"That old bald donkey's mind is too deep, besides, what he wants to do is nothing more than to destroy the Demon Domain, His Excellency the Demon Monk's body has never been dealt with by him hanging on the top of the Demon City, presumably he has not solved the soul of His Excellency the Demon Monk, so, at least for now, we are safe. Faceless said in a deep voice.

Zi Xuan nodded slightly when she heard this, she actually knew what the current situation was, if it was placed in the past, the five hundred years would just be a snap of time, but now she cares about Chen Yi, and there has been no news for five hundred years, which makes her really nervous.

So, she looked at Hongjun Ancestor again: "Ancestor, it's been five hundred years, and you still can't communicate with your husband?"

"The love of the bloodline, passed down from generation to generation, in addition to being able to sense that Chen Yi has not fallen, Nian Nian still can't communicate!" Hongjun Ancestor shook his head and said, in fact, in the past five hundred years, Chen Nian has been trying to communicate with Chen Yi using the power of the bloodline, but unfortunately, it seems that there is an unstoppable force in the underworld, rejecting the surge of the power of the bloodline.

Zi Xuan's face darkened a lot, in the past five hundred years, the Demon Domain has been in a tense atmosphere under her leadership, no one wants to live a day of fear, even if they are monks, they are not exempt from vulgarity, and all hope is Chen Yi.

"How is the matter with Brother Yingzheng?" Zi Xuan raised her brows and asked again at Hongjun Ancestor, after all, she couldn't help with the matter of the Heavenly Dao Realm's ascension, these things were all things that Yingzheng and Hongjun Ancestor had been doing.

"It's been decades since I've seen Yingzheng, but the last time we met, I heard him say that he had made some progress!" Hongjun Ancestor said honestly.

In fact, he is even more anxious than Zixuan, no one does not cherish his life, and now in such a situation as the Demon Domain, not to mention that people are panicking, at least they are working hard to live.

However, at this moment, the moonlight sprinkled in the demon hall suddenly dimmed, and a terrifying breath of silence fell overwhelmingly.

"What is this?"

The eyes of the people in the demon hall were horrified, and their divine senses went to the outside one after another, at this moment, they had been worried for a long time, they had been waiting for a long time, and they had been afraid in their hearts for a long time.

The sword hanging above their heads was finally about to fall, and they were relieved, and the previous worries and fears dissipated at this moment.

"Let's go, go with the main palace to meet our guests!"

Zi Xuan slowly stood up from the main seat, with a decisive look on her pretty face, and her figure flickered and appeared directly outside the Demon Palace.

The moonlight was dim and there was no light, but the dark and inky power of silence was roaring and rushing, but it did not impact the Demon City, but it was just hovering over the top of the Demon City, and the center of the terrifying power flickered from time to time, and the thunder dragon roared, shocking again and again.

"Hide your head and show your tail!"

Zi Xuan stared at the terrifying power above her head, and shouted angrily.

"Presumptuous, who gave you the courage to dare to speak like this?"

A loud shout resounded in the heavens and the earth, and with one foot breaking through the formation divine pattern above the top of the demon city, a giant foot of the sky stepped down fiercely, and the moonlight became even darker.

"The old man thought it was Amitabha's old bald donkey, but he didn't expect that it was you, a bastard, that you would dare to come to the Demon City to spread wilderness?"

Hongjun Ancestor sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the origin of the desolation rippled up, the sharp light broke through the Nine Heavens and the Earth, the moonlight fell again, and the giant feet of the sky also dissipated, revealing a giant, the Giant Clan Ancestor Ymir.

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