Chapter 463: The Ultimate Land
"Fellow Daoist, since you have already received this invitation to enter the ultimate place, why don't you go in yet."
This existence with very strong qi and blood is an old man with crane hair and a childish face, he is wearing a Taoist robe that is not ordinary at first glance, his eyes looked at the pages in Yang's hand, and said with some bitterness.
What can make a top-level immortal king unstable is naturally not ordinary. The Immortal King who shot before was the Dao Heart Collapse and made a stupid decision.
The ultimate place.
From this person's mouth, Yang Dong got a key word, the world behind this levee is what they call the ultimate place.
He was still a little unsure before, but now, looking at the old man's expression, Yang Dong could be sure that the immortal king who had just made the move really wanted this page.
I want to enter the world behind this sea dam with the so-called invitation.
"Have any of you been in all these years?"
Yang Dong asked out loud.
This was a question he was curious about, since these people were all longing for this page and wanted to enter this so-called ultimate place, had any of them ever succeeded in entering it?
"There are three people who have been in, and each of them has become a quasi-immortal emperor, and I remember that one of them even established an organization called Difu."
Hearing this, Yang Dong's heart was shocked.
Underworld organization?
Difu Ancient Road?!
Could it be that the quasi-immortal emperor on the ancient road of the underworld walked out of this ultimate place?
No, no.
The Ancient Road of the Difu appeared long before the sea was polluted, and it could not have been built by the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
But perhaps, there is some kind of connection between the two.
"What about the other two?"
Yang Dong then asked.
Since they are three quasi-immortal emperors, where did the other two go?
"I don't know."
The old man shook his head.
This made Yang Dong a little disappointed in his heart, it seemed that these people regarded this so-called ultimate place as a hope to be able to enter the quasi-immortal emperor.
Indeed, the temptation to become a quasi-immortal emperor was very great, which made the immortal king can't help but make a move.
"Let's go, or I'll be tempted to snatch it."
The crane-haired old man sighed, after being eroded by this ominous substance, he had only one goal, that is, to become a quasi-immortal emperor.
I didn't expect that after waiting for so many years, it was not me.
Family, friends, brothers, he didn't care about the life and death of the Great Realm, and even he was a pioneer in the destruction of the Great Realm.
And before he was corrupted, he was also the guardian of the Great Realm.
In the end, it was just that.
"Do you think you're still you?"
Yang Dong didn't move, he was really not afraid of this move, although this one was already very close to the quasi-immortal emperor, but one step away was the heavenly moat.
If you really do it, it will definitely not be him who will die.
"I know what you're trying to say, being infected by an ominous substance isn't what I want, but since it's already like this, I can only accept it. Of course I'm still me, that won't change, it's all just my choice. ”
The old man with a childish face looked at Yang Dong and said indifferently.
"Is it really your choice?"
Yang Dong looked at the old man in front of him, and did not say this sentence in his heart.
He had seen the previous Demon Buddha, and it was obvious that even his mind was infected.
Fortunately, that person was a Buddha, and in the dialogue with Yang Dong, he woke up and chose to self-destruct.
And the person in front of him is afraid that he does not have such understanding.
Even if you wake up for a while, for the sake of strength, you may choose to sink again.
What about myself?
Yang Dong looked at the pages in his hand and asked himself in his heart.
Am I contaminated by this ominous substance?
This pollution is from the heart, not from this so-called substance, which is even more terrible than material pollution.
Quietly changing the mind of a top immortal king.
Just thinking about it made him shudder.
"Last question, do you know this little skeleton?"
Yang Dong asked, pointing to the small skeleton driving the warship not far away.
"Yes, he's a ferryman, and he can't be killed."
As he spoke, the old man slapped the little skeleton with a slap, as if to prove that his words were true.
Syllable!
When the palm fell, the little skeleton turned into ashes, and the dead could no longer die.
But after a few breaths, the little skeleton was resurrected again under the gaze of Yang Dong and the old man.
"He's the ferryman, and you're his fourth guest."
The old man looked at Yang Dong enviously.
The first three are coming in and coming out, and they are quasi-immortal emperors.
Well, if nothing else, this one will not be an exception.
"Accept this substance, it's not as big for us as you think, and you're the only one who didn't get the invitation to it. For the sake of the quasi-Immortal Emperor, I think it's better for you to accept this substance. ”
Hearing this, Yang Dong smiled noncommittally.
He didn't want to get a touch of it.
"Do you want this invitation?"
Yang Dong stretched out his hand and handed the page in his hand to the old man not far away.
"What do you mean by that?"
The old man looked at Yang Dong puzzled, he had already made it very clear that anyone who entered this ultimate place with an invitation in hand would become a quasi-immortal emperor.
Could it be that the person in front of him doesn't care about becoming a quasi-immortal emperor at all?
"I've got you."
As he spoke, Yang moved his wrist and sent the page out lightly.
"Hoo ......"
Looking at this scene, the breathing of the rest of the immortal kings who had been paying attention to Yang Dong became short.
If they had known this was the case, they would have gone up long ago.
"Then you're welcome!"
The old man with a childish face didn't care what Yang Dong was thinking, and stretched out his hand to grab the page.
Buzzing......
What everyone didn't expect was that the pages of the book that had not moved in Yang's hand before, when the old man grabbed him, there was an incomparably sharp sword qi bursting out from it.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have lost an arm.
"Can't anyone who isn't recognized touch this invitation?"
The old man looked at the pages in front of him with a faint soft light with complicated eyes, and his heart was very complicated.
He really wanted to ask a why!
After waiting for so many years, in the end, he was not even given a chance to touch this invitation.
The rest of the people, who were still a little envious of the old man, also saw this scene and quietly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
If this old man really got the invitation, they were afraid that they would be tempted to snatch it.
Like now, although they are helpless, they are not even qualified to touch this invitation,
But there is still a trace of happiness in my heart, born from the bottom of my heart.