"Your big brother really didn't seal himself up?" Lingbao asked.

"I don't know, after my father's 'death', my eldest brother disappeared." Huo Lin'er said that in the past, she was too young, and some things were sealed before they were touched.

"Maybe it's still alive." Lingbao said, and then walked into the depths.

Here, the cave is layer after layer, and Lingbao and others continue to go deeper.

They didn't even look at the treasures along the way, and if they let the monks from the outside world know, they would definitely scold, so how could they be forgiven for treating them as if they were nothing.

Soon after, a large lake stood in front of him, and there was a ladder made of jade, leading to the depths of the heavenly dome, hanging in the air, surrounded by mist.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Lingbao and the others climbed the ladder of heaven and walked upward, until they entered the sky, and came to a place where all things were born.

Here, the aura is like water, almost liquefied, the elixir is everywhere, the plants and trees are abundant, and there is a pure source in the formation, and the process can be clearly seen.

"This is not only the primeval world, but even the laws of heaven and earth are primeval, which is really a big deal." Huo Lin'er was moved, such a means, such a strength, it is difficult to describe.

For a moment, she wondered, if the person who created this world had not died and had been alive in the outside world, would the great changes in heaven and earth in the last years of the primeval period not appear?

In this small world, the grass and trees are abundant, the elixir is everywhere, the tides are surging, and there is a large amount of innate essence.

This is a completely primeval world.

I have to say that this is a fairy land, and practicing here is worth decades in the outside world.

Because not only the laws here are still in the primeval world, but even the environment of heaven and earth is still in the primeval world, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

Ahead, there is a puddle, but one meter square, the color is swirling, the essence is thin and flowing with the glow, gorgeous and peaceful.

It was formed by the liquefaction of the essence qi of heaven and earth, and there were some sources next to the puddle to form clear crystals, and there were also many elixirs growing on the side.

Not far away, under a towering ancient tree, there was a small puddle, but it was as big as a fist, and the divine light rushed up to set off the brilliant green of the entire ancient tree.

Divine Source Liquid!

For the people in the world, the Divine Source Liquid can be regarded as a priceless immortal burial, because the Divine Source Liquid can allow a person to self-proclaim and survive forever.

For all living beings below the emperor and emperor, it was an indirect way to obtain immortality, and the ancient clan survived in this way.

"Divine Source Liquid can still be naturally formed here?" Huo Lin'er was surprised.

Because as early as the end of the primeval years, the Divine Source Liquid had ceased to form naturally, and only the Ancient Emperor could intercept the origin of heaven and earth and refine it.

After the primeval years passed, the Divine Source Liquid had long since become a legend, and it could not be seen at all.

Only the ancient royal family has retained some of them, but there is such a small pool of divine source liquid here, and there is indeed a great creation here.

"Where are we going?" Mu Xiyan asked.

"There." Lingbao pointed into the distance, it was the terrain of a form of immortal corpse map.

Mu Xiyan waved his hand, and everyone flashed away.

In this realm within the realm, this immortal corpse diagram is more mysterious than the immortal lying diagram outside, just like an immortal corpse, spilling blood, and falling into the mountains.

As soon as he approached, the Heavenly Dao Qi flowed, as if the sound of someone reciting an ancient scripture came out.

The sound of the Great Dao Lun is vast and mysterious, as if it has fallen from the nine heavens, constantly drilling into people's ears.

Lingbao and the others circled around the mountain, and then climbed a dry cliff.

There is an ancient cave in this dry cliff, which is the mouth of the immortal lying on the ground, and it is the passage to the depths of the leyline.

As soon as she entered the ancient cave, Huo Lin'er's expression changed, because her divine power was suppressed so badly, and there was a supreme coercion coming from the depths of the leylines.

"This fluctuation ...... Not surprisingly, there must be the emperor's corpse buried below. Mu Xiyan walked to Huo Lin'er's side and protected her, so that she was not affected by extreme coercion.

Subsequently, several people walked all the way along the stone cave on the dry cliff, went deep into the depths of the leyline, and found source blocks on the ground from time to time, reflecting the entire ancient cave in a crystal light.

Tick tock.

There are water droplets falling on the rock wall, flowing out of five-colored brilliance, falling on the ground crisp and beautiful, like a wonderful sound playing, making the ancient cave appear more secluded.

Bang bang.

The sound of the chains shaking faintly came, and it was particularly scary in this secluded cave, as if the ghost sound from hell was breaking free from the shackles.

Whining.

The wind whined, blowing from other forks in the road, and the yin air hit people.

Those forks in the road are black holes, like abysses.

As he went deeper, that kind of qi became more and more prevalent, and if an ordinary monk came here, he would definitely feel depressed in his heart, as if facing a towering magic mountain, giving birth to bursts of palpitations.

After walking some distance, I saw an ancient tree blocking the way in front of me.

In this underground world, there is such a towering ancient wood forest, which is worthy of being a fairy burial ground, and it is really extraordinary.

Under the reflection of the source block, a piece of turquoise, fresh and tender, although the ancient wood forest is full of vitality, but there is a very dangerous qi outflow.

"Whew!"

A black shadow rushed over like a demon, killing several people with a vicious slaughter, bringing gusts of evil wind and a murderous aura to the face.

Its two eyes were extremely vicious, as if the enemies of the tenth generation were meeting, and its iron hook-like claws reached out, trying to disembowel several people.

With a pop, Lingbao flicked his finger and directly killed the creature.

And after walking into the ancient wood forest, there are more such creatures, but they can't turn over any wind and waves, and they are all killed by Lingbao.

"Whoa!"

The sound of the iron rope shaking in the distance can be heard clearly, and with the scenery there, it is as if you have come to hell.

A black river, silent, flowing calmly, cuts the way ahead, like a black abyss, almost swallowing people's hearts and souls.

It was very calm, there was not a little wind and waves, not even a splash, but it was so dark that it made people's hearts palpitate, and after looking at it for a long time, the spirit was about to be broken.

"Taiyin real water, no, Taiyin real river?" Huo Lin'er looked at the black river, her beautiful eyes widened, and she had an incredible look on her face.

There was an iron cable above the black river, which shook loudly, black as ink, and shimmered with a little forest light, connecting the other bank.

And on the iron cable, there are many corpses entangled, and their eyes open and close, revealing a green glow.

"Requiem...... I didn't expect some to be handed down. Lingbao looked at the iron rope and said.

Requiem iron is a kind of treasure, which naturally attracts corpses and can keep them from decaying.

In the past, he turned into a corpse disaster, and this kind of treasure was shattered by him, and the endless requiem iron ore was also destroyed, but he didn't expect that there was such a requiem iron cable preserved here.

Although the suppression here was more intense, it could not stop Lingbao and the others, and several people easily crossed the Taiyin River and came to the opposite bank.

As we reached the other side, the repression intensified abruptly.

However, this kind of suppression was useless to Lingbao and Mu Xiyan, and several people quickly came to the deepest part of the leyline.

Ahead, Liuxia Yirui, it is a vast world, there are tens of thousands of dragons circling, endless brilliance is swirling, and the fairy aura is misty.

And there, there is a huge eight-sided high platform, like the tip of an arrow, completely made of five-colored jade.

Of course, it doesn't have a spire, and the top is flat.

This high platform can be ten thousand zhang high, the jade platform step by step, from anywhere can lead to the top, endless fairy aura, as if coming to the fairy world.

This is the depths of the leylines, and it stands to reason that there is no such space that large to put down an entire high platform.

Obviously, there must be a mystery of the law of space.

The jade platform is 10,000 zhang high, incomparably magnificent, chaotic and turbulent, full of immortal energy, and tens of thousands of dragons are coiling, extremely magnificent.

An ancient coffin was lying on a jade platform ten thousand feet high, almost crushing the eons of eternity.