Everyone who survived was covered in scars of corruption at the moment.

The earth turned into darkness, and it was as if they were lying on a mirror as black as ink, and when they looked down, they could see the bottomless abyss.

Everyone looked at everything in the hall with all their might, and everyone could see the outline of the bronze hall from an unknown distance, and every detail appeared in their eyes.

At this moment, they felt as if they were peeking into the biggest secret of the mountain and sea realm, which belonged to the cycle of life and death, and everything that happened in the mountain and sea realm was unfolding to them.

Even why the ancient mountains and seas perished, and the gods, demons, demons and immortals all fell, can be found there.

The bronze hall has not been opened for thousands of years, and everything reveals a smell of decay and silence, and an ancient breath is constantly transmitted in the darkness.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a faint light lit up, and the light illuminated the surrounding circle.

An ancient jade case finally appeared under the light, and on the long desk, there was only one thing left.

It was an ancient book seal book, and the light flickered, and only three big characters were revealed on the ancient book—

"Book of Life and Death!"

There was a boom, and everyone felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in their minds.

These three ordinary big characters, but they seem to override all consciousness with infinite coercion and shock, and everyone is breathless, even Qingyang and Zhu Liu, who are immersed in the loss of their best friends at this moment, can't look at everything in the bronze hall in disbelief.

The breeze blew, the candlelight flickered, and the book of life and death, which was as heavy as a mountain, moved.

The white jade-like page was turned open, revealing the first page on it.

Two lines of vertical letters slowly emerge on it.

"Reincarnation of all beings!"

"Life and death in the book!"

The ink swirled, swinging like a black swimming dragon.

The book of life and death, which has not been opened for thousands of years, has opened the first page, and the reincarnation that has never been opened since the overthrow of heaven and earth has begun to operate again.

The underworld, which fell because of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, was also reopened in this era.

The vast and heavy sound of the avenue slowly came from within it, and in that sound, it seemed that all things were born and all things were destroyed.

There is vitality, and there is death, and all living beings are sinking and struggling in it.

Because of this, it makes people feel that a real great terror is deep into the soul.

It was a thousand reincarnations, and it was impossible to transcend it for hundreds of millions of years, and it was the despair of sinking into reincarnation.

If they were in the face of that god-like power before, their bodies were in fear, and their brains were in despair.

And at this moment, even the depths of their souls are trembling, and the true spirit that comes from the depths of their souls is screaming in despair.

It wasn't until they saw this scene that they understood that the horror, death, and despair just now were like floating towards life and death.

Death at this moment seems so ridiculous!

The ancient book on the white jade desk is the most terrifying fate in this world, mastering all reincarnation.

"In my book, there will be no escape from endless reincarnation. ”

The figure that stood proudly on the sky like a dragon seemed to feel something at this moment, and struggled violently, and the huge pillar of light and the rules of the forbidden avenue dispersed at the same time.

He wanted to escape the bondage, he wanted to escape from here, from the gaze of the bronze temple.

I want to escape from the lock of reincarnation of life and death.

The violent pillar of spiritual light exploded, and the figure rose into the sky, rushing into the clouds, desperate, desperate to flee into the distance.

He didn't have the courage or desire to look at the existence in the darkness, let alone the courage to make a move, and at this moment he was like a frightened mouse, trembling.

The beings standing on the dark earth raised their heads and saw the shadows of gods and demons fleeing in a hurry like wild dogs, as if they could not imagine that the power and power that had just emanated from that figure that shook the heavens and the earth.

They struggled like ants under that power, and now, facing the bronze palace beneath the earth, he lost even the courage to look at it.

At the same time, beyond the darkness that the faint oil light could not illuminate, it was as if some terrifying existence had been alarmed.

Suppressing reincarnation, the existence that controls the fate of life and death opens its eyes.

The terrifying gaze reached the earth, to the heavens, and endless coercion poured out from the bronze hall, and with the darkness of the earth, it was like the emperor who controlled all living beings had awakened from his slumber.

Standing on the ground, the remaining living human race in Xuanyuan's country, the army scattered outside Siqiong Mountain, met that eye at the same time at this moment.

Everyone seemed to see their own destiny from that gaze, the life and death of thousands of lifetimes.

Their life and death never belonged to them, but was in the hands of that being, or rather, the life and death of all that existed in this world were predestined by Him.

A hand reached out in the darkness, a wide black dragon robe, and several ghost dragons could be seen entangled on the sleeve.

Even in the face of death, Jia Yi, who was willing to eat, looked at the bronze hall in the darkness with trembling legs at the moment, and looked at the hand that poked out.

"That'...... That...... That...... That ......"

"That ......"

After shouting for a long time, but couldn't shout the next byte, Jia Yi looked at Qingyang, and both sides could see the trembling that seeped out from the depths of the soul.

The book of life and death flipped like flowing water, and then froze on a certain page, and immediately appeared a half-human, half-dragon figure, and the name named Ji Bai appeared on the right.

Under the sleeve of the dragon robe, a white bone hand poked out.

In his hand is a white jade brush that exudes endless spiritual light, which fell into the eyes of everyone, and what they saw was not a white jade brush, but a jade mountain that reached the sky.

The white jade pen is as heavy as the legendary Tianzhu Kunlun Mountain, and the fate of the common people is written in the pen.

The pen fell, and on the name of Ji Bai, the shadow that rushed into the sky was instantly frozen above the sky, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to be pressed on him, no matter how much he struggled, roared, and cursed, he couldn't break free.

The pen fell again, and under the book of life and death, a word was printed.

That's a dead word!

The pen is destined for life and death! Reincarnation is established!

What seeps out of the bloody dead word is the end of a reincarnation, and it is a fate that cannot escape control.

And that hand weaves the reincarnation of the common people and the fate of all beings.

The blood-colored word of death was reflected in the eyes of everyone, although it was not written on their fate, but they all felt the horror that was vividly displayed.

"No!"

"How could I ......?"

Above the clouds that day, there were layers of spiritual light, shaking the clouds and rolling up the waves of the sea of clouds, and at the moment when the pen fell, he felt that his life and death were doomed.

Full of white hair, handsome face, hideous like a demon.

"Exactly...... Who can transcend ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that it was as if the entire reincarnation of heaven and earth was pressing on his body, and in an instant, he saw his body explode in the spiritual light.

Blood rained down from the sky, and the blood of gods and demons fell from the sky and stained the earth.

The Great Witch Priest of Xun Kingdom, Qingyang, and Jia Yi, all looked at the blood rain in the sky in disbelief, felt the rain dripping on their faces, and still believed in a god-like existence, and died like this.

Like a pig and a dog, an ant, it is easily erased.

There is no big war, just like that, you can't even struggle and resist.

The pen turned again, and under the book of life and death, the last stroke was written.

"After his death, he was enshrined as the god of Siqiong Mountain—"

"Yongzhen reincarnation!"

Even if he dies and is extinct, he can't escape the control of those hands, and he is at the mercy of the reincarnation of life and death.

"Boom!"

A ray of light fell from above the heavenly dome, and an illusory shadow fell to the top of Siqiong Mountain, and the spiritual light of the earth veins surged at the same time, suppressing the soul below.

It is the god of Siqiong Mountain, representing the reopening of the underworld and the reappearance of reincarnation.

The book of life and death is closed, and the bronze hall is closed.

The gate of the underworld that was opened closed in an instant.

The black that covered the sky was retracted in an instant, converging into a point at Siqiong Mountain, and sinking into the ground.