"I feel like it's eerie, it's like an entrance to the underworld." Mu Xiyan looked at the passage in the mouth of the mill and said.

The black grinding disc eye is terrifying, like a boundary gate, and like an entrance to hell, it is like a star beast on the edge of the universe, devouring starlight and opening its bloody mouth.

"Difu...... Maybe this is the real entrance to the ancient underworld, and the underworld at the end of reincarnation is the destination of all souls? Lingbao groaned, and then he moved, and took a step directly into the eyes of the grinding pan.

In an instant, the clouds dissipated, the millstone faded away, and then everything ceased to exist.

Under the starry sky, Mu Xiyan stood in place and did not leave, quietly staring at the place where the dark clouds disappeared.

After the dark grinding disc eye closed, the spirit treasure was engulfed by the pitch-black abyss.

Then, the passage churned violently, and countless dead lights flew as if to wipe out the creatures that came in.

In the process, Lingbao seemed to see one huge corpse after another, lying across the dead dark space.

"What kind of calamity is this, there is no thunder punishment, and there is no attack." Lingbao walked through the dark passages, pondering the meaning of this calamity.

Soon after, he came to a vast and empty place, with no end in sight, quiet, lifeless, and dead silence as the eternal theme here.

At the same time, Lingbao could feel that there was some kind of inexplicable suppression gradually increasing, and the mighty dead qi was overwhelming.

The rootless dead air is like a knife, wanting to cut off Lingbao's body.

In an instant, the immortal body glowed, the wheel of life turned, and the Yuan Shendao Palace spread out the Sutra of Enlightenment, stabilizing the space around the spirit treasure, and obliterating and suppressing that kind of dead qi.

"The death of the living...... It's similar to the killing machine in the killing array diagram. Lingbao continued to move forward, ignoring the mighty slash of death, and went deep into the world inside the passage.

After a long time, a city appeared, huge and ancient, the whole was brilliant and dazzling, and the light rushed into the sky, releasing a rich beam of light.

The pitch-black space is vast, the land is lifeless, and it is dead and silent, like the desolate Gobi Desert, and the rest of the land is nowhere to be seen.

Only here, like the place where the sun falls, the city is magnificent, the light rushes into the sky, reflecting the void, and everything is clearly visible.

The whole city was covered in blood, but it shone with a piercing light.

It is very tall, and the walls are like a mountain range, majestic, magnificent and ancient.

"There's weirdness." Lingbao groaned, the city was bloody, but he didn't find the corpse of a single living being, this blood didn't seem to be from this life, but like it was left countless times ago.

Because, on the wall, he felt the breath of the precipitation of the years, and if he had to give a year, he felt that this city seemed to have existed a long time ago.

The walls are ancient, and the imprint of this time seems to have originated at the end of a long river of time.

Afterwards, Lingbao climbed the city wall and looked at the scene in the city.

It's an ancient city, big enough for millions of people to live and in, not outrageously large, but not small either.

But there was nothing in the city, except for the millstone in the very center.

It was a huge millstone, made of rough stone, so large that it occupied one of the three sides of the ancient city.

I don't know who polished such a grinding disc, and it is still slowly rotating until now, as it has been since ancient times, and it has never stopped.

The huge grinding disc is like a precise mechanical creation, which has been in constant operation since ancient times.

"Is this used to crush the corpses of living beings?" Lingbao pondered and guessed that this city was bloody, both outside and inside the city, and it was obviously crushed clean by this grinding plate.

Suddenly, a lot of corpses appeared in mid-air, like dumplings, crackling down in the city, and in an instant, a third of the area was piled up.

The next moment, the grinding disc was running, as if to verify Lingbao's guess, and many corpses began to be crushed by the huge grinding disc.

In addition, the tragic resentment and powerful obsession in this place were still boiling one second, but the next second they were wiped out by the grinding disc and purified completely.

Lingbao has a feeling that the grinding disc is like a place of rebirth, giving people reincarnation.

"The underworld is the home of all souls, and that's why?" Lingbao whispered.

Because, after he saw that some grievances and obsessions were worn away, the blank spiritual seeds were left behind, and they were going away along a vague path in another direction, leading to the unknown place in the depths of the fog.

"Artificially created reincarnation ......" Lingbao was a little frightened, he thought of himself for a moment, could it be that he also recovered and returned like this?

Then, he felt a force, and the rough grinding disc was about to suck him through, and there seemed to be the power of reincarnation.

There is a force that is carrying the dead corpses in the city, and even the belt is spreading to the spirit treasure.

In mid-air, pieces of corpses were carried to the top of the millstone, densely packed, as small as ants, as big as golden birds, with many races, like dumplings, crackling down.

There is a hole in the grinding disc, and generally speaking, ordinary grinding discs grind grains and other grains through this hole, and use two grinding stones to grind into slurry or fine powder.

And that millstone crushed the corpse!

"Is this the reincarnation tribulation, why not go on it." After Lingbao finished speaking, he jumped directly into the eyes of the grinding pan, and followed the group of corpses to be crushed.

He swirled with the millstone, round and round, and slap after sleek.

Finally, all the corpses were ground into bloody mud and turned into thick juice, which flowed out along the edge of the grinding plate, and the spirit treasure also fell.

It's like a lake of corpse mud and blood, and then these things are decomposing, turning into energy, floating in the heavens and the earth, and it is extremely rich.

In the end, he drifted until he reached the place where his blood dried up, and one spiritual seed after another appeared, and there were no imprints inside, all blank.

Then, Lingbao saw a lot of phantoms, all of them were spirits, as if the soul was out of the body, dazed and ignorant, walking in one direction.

"It's not valid for me......" Lingbao got up, and the crushed fairy body reunited at this moment, and everything returned to normal, "The wheel of life can resist this grinding disc crushing and death slashing, and the monster has to allow the wheel of life to appear, this is against reincarnation." ”

Then he went on his way, following the spirits.

This ancient road is very long, and passing through a place that resembles a boundary gate is like entering another world.

The heavens and the earth were gray, and there was no sun or earth to be seen, as if stepping on a layer of dull material.

Lingbao turned his head suddenly, and there was a bunch of spirits behind him, but now they disappeared in an instant.

The next road is particularly monotonous, the starry sky is dead and silent, lifeless, only Lingbao is moving forward.

Black stones paved a path that spreads across the starry sky, with no end in sight.

After a long time, Lingbao came to the end, but the road ahead was broken, and there was only boundless darkness.

"This is the end of reincarnation? Not what I thought. Lingbao was slightly surprised, but the next moment he found something, and suddenly shook the divine power, and the Yuan Shen Dao Palace flew out, and eight rings of ancient sound characters appeared, building a divine bridge under his feet and in the boundless black.

Suddenly, steps appeared out of thin air in the void, colliding with the divine bridge framed by eight ancient sound rings, and a ghostly requiem played in the haze, cleansing the entire dark and boundless world.

For a time, the sky and the earth were dark, and only the vicinity of Lingbao was blooming.