Ripples rippled on the surface of the dead sea, and the tyrannical eyes of the bottom slowly opened.

Beneath the dark seabed illuminated by the light of his eyes, a hideous beast head as large as a mountain.

Call~

The giant beast exhaled slightly, and two invisible air currents erupted from its nostrils that stirred the deep sea, turning into two hurricane tornadoes and rushing straight above the sea.

But in an instant, the sea was lonely again.

The two breaths seemed to freeze in the sea, slowly disappearing.

In the fierce and tyrannical scarlet eyes of the giant beast, a white light shimmered, and then evolved into a young man with white hair and white clothes:

"Xie Qi!!"

The sound of endless tyranny echoed and spread at the bottom of the sea, and wherever it passed, the inky black sea tumbled, as if a volcano that had been accumulated for hundreds of millions of years was about to erupt.

"Huh?"

Yan Xiake, who was setting up a boat, felt a chill in her heart, only to feel an indescribable huge terror suddenly coming, and she couldn't help but want to look back.

"Don't bother."

An Qisheng opened his mouth lightly, and the ripples in his eyes subsided:

"If he still needs me to make a move in his territory, then he is not Xie Qi......"

With his perception, the movements of the 'Yu' naturally couldn't hide from him, but he didn't care.

Xie Qi is not dead yet.

How can a person who wears white shoes and is obviously deeply clean, be willing to lose such a face?

Call~

Between the words, the ghost boat crossed the sea.

As soon as Yan Xiake raised his head, he didn't know when, under the dissipating mist, a touch of dark coastline had already emerged.

Arrived?

The thought turned in his heart, and the ghost boat had slowly stopped.

"Whew!"

It was only at this time that Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Dao, who had not yet fallen into cold sweat on their faces, slowly opened their eyes, and their faces were pale, as if they had collapsed.

He stumbled a few times before he stood up and looked around, as if he had lost his mind.

"The real man is right, this is indeed a creation."

Looking at the two, Yan Xiake was a little surprised.

Although the state of these two people at this time is not good, they are like beaten pig iron, and they have become more refined.

"Patriarch ......"

The trance on Wei Shaoyou's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at his hands incredulously.

It was hard for him to describe the feeling, tired and relaxed, especially this body, as if the last diaphragm had been peeled off, and the luck was more satisfactory.

Call~

Anqisheng didn't say much, and his steps had already fallen on the shore.

You don't have to look up, you can already see the majestic city in the distance.

That city is huge, if the ancient giant beasts crawl on the plain, they spread from north to south for tens of thousands of miles, far surpassing all the cities in the yang world!

This city is extremely high, towering from the sky, and there is nothing higher in the netherworld, like the pillar of heaven that supports the netherworld!

All the cities in the world are far from being comparable to their contingencies.

From a distance, it was as if the pillar had been pulled out, and the canopy of heaven fell down, splitting the earth in two.

What's not just spectacular?

An Qisheng was a little surprised, Wei Shaoyou and the others were completely shocked.

This is not just a city, but the core of this world, the hub of everything, the destination of the dead, the forbidden area for the living,

Netherworld.

Whining~~~

Looking at the city in the distance, several people looked different, and they heard a whimpering sound from the void.

Sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched.

Every time it sounds, it makes people's hearts fluctuate.

"Funeral song?"

Yan Xiake's heart moved, and a look of crying and laughing appeared on her face without the slightest flesh and skin:

"The way the Netherworld greets you is really unexpected?"

Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Daoren were also a little speechless.

Because, with the sound of the funeral song, in the fog in the distance, several paper figures can already be seen carrying a sedan chair erratically.

One volt together, full of a strange beauty.

Its speed seemed to be slow, but in fact, it was a fluctuation, that is, a hundred and ten miles, and it didn't take long for the eight white and sluggish paper figures carrying the sedan chair to stop in front of everyone.

Behind him were a group of knocking ghosts.

The funeral song was blown by these little ghosts.

"I'll wait for the Seventh Master to greet Master An."

Eight paper figures, a group of imps bent down in unison:

"Please also ask Master An to get into the sedan chair."

There is only one sedan chair.

It's also An Qisheng who invited.

Of course, Yan Xiake and the others had no opinions, but when An Qisheng got into the sedan chair, these paper figures drifted away in the midst of a crowd of little ghosts.

The faces of several people all changed.

A few of them, the people with the lowest supernatural condensation, can't catch up with such a few little ghosts, paper dummies!

"How is this possible? How can you lose it? ”

Wei Shaoyou's complexion changed greatly, and he looked into the distance, only to see that there was no one in the mist, and they actually lost it!

Reside!

Correct!

Follow!

Lose!

Finish!

Rao is a skinless and fleshless body like Yan Xiake, and he feels a little embarrassed.

What's more, Wei Shaoyou, a Mingxin Taoist?

The three of them looked at each other, and they were speechless for a while.

"No, this netherworld is different from the human world, we make mistakes, and a thousand steps are not worth one step of the paper man, not because they are fast, but because I have been standing still!"

After sensing for a long time, Yan Xiake spoke:

"It's a ghost hitting the wall!"

"How can you get to this point?"

Mingxin Daoist was a little surprised.

Of course, he wouldn't be unaware of the ghost hitting the wall, but that was only for ordinary people, and cultivators could already crack it with their sensitive perception, let alone cultivate like this.

With their supernatural cultivation, even the primordial gods could not see the slightest flaw after blinding their perception for so long.

"This is the Netherworld, and anything can happen."

Yan Xiake looked at Xiongcheng from afar, but she knew it in her heart.

The city is visible, but it is not entered.

Even if he was only one step away from the Yuan Shen realm, he was not qualified to meet that Xie Qiye.

Even he suspected that even if it was a primordial god, he might not be qualified to let that Xie Qiye receive him.

Otherwise, the rumored Yuan Shen Dazhen will not go and have no return.

"It seems that the seventh master only wants to see the ancestor alone......"

Wei Shaoyou's face calmed down, but there was a chill in his heart.

This Xie Qiye is even more terrifying than the rumors, perhaps as he guessed, he is no longer a pure realm.

Ever since he came to this realm, he had heard about the legend of the Eight Monarchs of the Netherworld, and he had always felt incredible in his heart.

Before the old Heavenly Master, the eight powerful beings who suppressed the Emperor Ten Emperors actually left only the legend of the five words 'Netherworld Monarch Sacrifice' in later generations.

How can he not be confused in his heart.

In fact, in the past 30 years of following Sa Wuling to inspect the world, he has also been continuously collecting many legends and deeds about the Emperor's Ten Commands.

But the more he collected, the more incredible he became.

These eight people, I am afraid that they have reached an extremely terrifying realm, especially the Netherworld Monarch, I am afraid that they have already surpassed the destiny of heaven!

Call~

A cloudy breeze blows.

Yan Xiake's heart suddenly moved, and when she looked back, she saw a sudden wind rising in the air, and between the clouds and fog rolling and exploding, a miserable white giant hand fell from the sky and grabbed the three of them:

"The smell of a human being is really sweet and delicious!"

"Look for death!"

Wei Shaoyou was already on fire in his heart, and when he saw the demons attacking, he suddenly had a channel for catharsis.

With just a cold drink, a rolling thunderbolt pierced the sky and fell from the sky.

In the face of the ancestor, he is submissive, but it does not mean that he has no temper, in fact, he cultivates the thunder method passed down by Sa Wuling, and his shot is the most violent!

Thundered!

In an instant, the Dao Dao Thunder Dragon tore through the heavy mist, and in an earth-shattering ghost scream, it drowned the miserable white giant hand in it.

"The breath of the living is really dazzling, and after a while, there will be demons and ghosts coming to the door......"

The Mingxin Daoist looked around, only to see that in the heavy mist, there were countless demons and ghosts wriggling.

Roaring,

Pounce on you!

......

The paper man lifted the sedan chair, swaying, but the speed was not slow.

It didn't take long for him to come to the Netherworld.

"It's here!"

"Please get off the sedan chair."

The paper man greets him.

An Qisheng walked out of the sedan chair, and a hundred feet away, there was a city wall as tall and majestic as a heavenly pillar.

Laugh at~

At this time, the paper sedan chair and the eight paper figures disappeared into green smoke.

fluttering in front of An Qisheng, it turned into a paper bridge that went straight to the city wall.

"An Daoyou came from afar, but Xie Qi couldn't welcome him from afar."

The sound of Qingyue and clean flowed like a spring, and the endless mist around the huge city retreated and dissipated.

"It's Ann who is bothering."

An Qisheng responded lightly.

At the same time, step on the paper bridge and climb the stairs.

The paper bridge was very stable, and An Qisheng walked very fast, as if the words of the two had not yet landed, and he had already seen the dragon-like gate tower on the city wall.

and in front of the city gate tower, two figures, one black and one white, sitting with their backs to each other.

The man in white sits north and faces south, and the man in black sits facing north and sits south, and the two are close to each other back to back, as if they have become one and inseparable.

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he already understood the mystery.

This black impermanence is neither life nor death, or rather, it should have died a long time ago, but it was forcibly pulled back by Bai Impermanence Xie Qi with his own source supply.

But at the same time, Bai Wuchang Xie Qi was also imprisoned on this city wall, unable to leave, or even unable to move.

It's a pity that even so, the state of black impermanence at this time is not much different from death.

It can be seen from this that in that battle, the Netherworld suffered heavy losses, the Eight Monarchs of the Netherworld were almost completely wiped out, and the only remaining Xie Qi could not leave the Netherworld City.

It is no wonder that the Yin Si City God system was suspended, and it was finally collapsed by the Heavenly Providence Dao people with dragon qi pressure.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

Turning his mind around, An Qisheng kept under his feet and went up to the city tower.

At this time, I saw this Xie Qiye's deity, his voice and appearance were the same as those seen when Qin Wuyi fell, the only difference was that he did not see the black impermanence of his face behind him.

"An Daoyou."

Xie Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at An Qisheng, and a complicated expression of unknown meaning appeared on his face:

"Your path has come to an end."

The road, come to an end?

The yellow dog squatted on his shoulder, originally looking at this Xie Qiye, and was surprised when he heard this.

It has followed the master for the longest time, and naturally knows how terrifying the progress of its own master is, as if it is always improving, how can there be an end?

But contrary to its expectations, An Qisheng nodded:

"It's the end of the day."

His heart was calm and there were no waves.

There is no end to practice, but heaven and earth are limited.

What he cultivated was not the way of this realm, but the realm may be different, but the level of strength will not be much different, after the Qi seed spreads and replaces the aura of the mountains and rivers in the entire middle continent, his strength has reached the limit of the pure oneness of this realm.

Even because of the increasing number of practitioners in the world who practice the path of 'Tai Chi Qi Seed', his strength is still growing like there is no end.

This end is not his end, but an extremely delicate tipping point.

The realm of the Mandate of Heaven in this realm, which means 'to dominate the fate of all beings like the heavens', is enough to avoid the catastrophe of destroying the world and survive to the next era.

It can even be like the Netherworld King, the means of blocking the 'heavens'.

For example, the suppression of the Emperor's Ten Rebellions.

Yes, since the Netherworld, Junyi has come to an end.

Destiny, He will not allow it.

This heaven and earth, the only place that can advance to the realm of the Heavenly Mandate is the Netherworld!

Xie Qi, and even the promotion of several other giants in the Netherworld, were all achieved in the Netherworld.

However, it only exists in the netherworld.

The master of the Heavenly Mandate Realm, once he steps out of the Netherworld, will inevitably usher in the 'Nine Heavenly Punishments', especially now, once the Heavenly Punishment is triggered, it is not impossible to even trigger the world-destroying calamity to descend in advance.

"Originally, it's not impossible for you to use the Netherworld to fulfill your destiny ......"

The yin wind blew, lifting Xie Qi's sideburns and white hair, making his face appear more and more cold:

"But you've finished killing the people I was supposed to kill......

What to pay?! ”