Airplanes~

Ripples rippled from the depths of the light.

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and in the depths of his perspective, the tattered picture scroll that rose and fell in the white light like water above the 'Infinite Cave Heaven, Reincarnation Blessed Land' also emitted a soft sound.

An Qisheng can even feel the excitement of this picture scroll, like a blind man seeing the light again, and like a long-lost sibling reunion, indescribably strange.

"Hungry for ......"

An Qisheng's heart moved slightly, but he was not in a hurry to make any moves.

Holding the scroll in his hand, he looked around.

He stood on the altar, and the Netherworld was in the middle of the altar, and on the city walls, black and white impermanence was still sitting with his back to him, and they were all quietly watching him.

These two thousand-year-old monsters, let him take the 'Scroll of Life and Death' without any action, it seems that they have already expected it.

"The book of life and death should not be taken lightly, but once you take it, you will have to carry all the ...... that the prince has to carry."

Xie Qi looked at the Taoist who was holding the scroll on the altar, and there was a hint of complexity in the depths of his eyes.

The book of life and death is not something that anyone can take.

Even if you meditate for more than a thousand years and communicate with them every day, you can't be recognized at all.

This is of course the choice of the prince, and it is also the choice of the 'Book of Life and Death' itself.

Rao is mood is calm, and at this time, he can't help but have a trace of fluctuations.

"Mansion ......."

There was also a hint of gloom in the black impermanence's eyes.

Are you not optimistic after all......

"This book is not easy to take......"

An Qisheng swept the scroll in his hand and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

This book of the cycle of life and death is naturally a fragment of the Dao Yitu, and it is not only a fragment of the Dao Yitu, which contains the inheritance, perception, and even power of the Netherworld Mansion Monarch's life.

If you take it, you have to pay it back.

However, he had to take it, otherwise, even with his current cultivation, he would not be able to carry what he was going to do.

But it was never easy to get hold of it.

Thundered!

Before the gentle sigh landed, a thunderclap seemed to sound from the hearts of people, instantly shaking the entire Netherworld and even many cultivators in the human world.

"It's ....."

"The wrath of the emperor, this is the wrath of the emperor!"

"Heavenly punishment is coming, is it because of the Netherworld Monarch's scroll of the reincarnation of life and death?"

At this moment, whether it is the netherworld or the human world, whether it is a giant like black and white impermanence, or a Mingxin Daoist who has just refined his supernatural powers, he can't help but look up to the sky.

I saw that the supreme place that could not be covered by the heavy mist, I don't know when, there were already thunderclouds all over, rolling and roaring, and the electric snake and thunder dragon swam in it, pregnant with the destructive power that makes people palpitate at the sight.

"The Wrath of Heaven and Earth....."

Everywhere in the world, or in the endless ocean, or in the boundless swamps, or under the mountains and rivers, under the many cities, or in the boundless starry sky, a strong consciousness slowly revived in the whispers.

Between the diffusion and agitation of the invisible qi that is invisible to ordinary people, the place where the towns are sealed here and there is finally a vibration, and some kind of balance is about to be broken.

Whew~~~

On the city of Qingdu, the wind is sweeping, and the dark clouds cover the sky.

On the majestic Fengshen platform, Sa Wuling looked solemnly at the heavenly punishment at the height of the sky, which was countless times more fierce than any heavenly tribulation.

For a while, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

The thunder is masculine and strong, containing endless destruction, which is more complete destruction than the Netherworld Death Qi.

And this heavenly punishment is different from the heavenly tribulation, the latter still contains a ray of vitality, it is the last side of the net of this heaven and earth for its people, and the heavenly punishment comes from the invisible emperor in the underworld.

It only comes for killing, only for destruction, and there is no life.

"Teacher, how sure are you ......?"

Sa Wuling muttered to himself, his eyes seemed to see An Qisheng in the netherworld through the void.

He couldn't move, because, with the appearance of heavenly punishment, he could already faintly feel that under this huge oppression, the god sealing platform he was sitting on had already begun to undergo some kind of transformation.

"Amitabha, good, good......."

In the endless glaciers of the North Continent, the Ruyi monk stands on a high platform as black as ink, and recites the Buddha's name:

"An Zhenren, is it worth it to trigger the heavenly punishment for these five god sealing platforms......

The high platform he is on is made by him on the North Continent Glacier, with the essence of 10,000-year-old ice mixed with 10,000 waters, which is indescribably dazzling and eye-catching in this endless glacier.

Like Sa Wuling, he also felt a certain tremor of this Fengshen platform, an unimaginable huge transformation.

And this transformation began only after the punishment of heaven came.

In other words, they are waiting for the punishment of heaven to come to them.

唳~~~

Between the rolling dark clouds, the Goshawk King spread his wings and flew, even if the feathers around his body were stirred up by the thunder spirit, he didn't dare to stop at all.

Flying far away, the god-like platform above the glacier like a volcano erupting thin.

Call~

On the altar of the gods, the Compassion Taoist suddenly got up, and he didn't know how far away, and there was already a question:

"Brother Goshawk, is everything going well?"

"The two are in the east, the two are in the west, there is a great monk in the north, and all the continents are together!"

The Goshawk King let out a high-pitched chirp.

Suddenly, there was a strange scream, shuttling through the cracks of the thunder and lightning that fell from the Daodao, and the whole body was completely black by the electricity, and the pain was extreme!

"That's it......"

The old man completely let go of his heart, sat down again, silently recited the scriptures in his heart, and felt, urging the transformation of the Fengshentai.

For this day, he traveled for 90 years.

Now, it's finally time to see the real thing.

Sneer~~~

In the netherworld, at the moment when the punishment thundercloud appeared that day, the whole netherworld was like a scorching pool, and the breath was endless for a while, and the whole netherworld seemed to be heating up.

Ahhh

Whining~~

At the first sound of thunder, in the entire netherworld, there are already many demons and ghosts swept away by masculinity, and countless demons and ghosts have fled into the ground as if they have gone crazy, and even fled to the netherworld that terrifies them.

Gollum~

At the bottom of the netherworld, the dragon's head fell into the deep mud, and let out a low roar containing extremely complex emotions:

Heavenly punishment!

At the moment when the Book of Life and Death appeared in the world, the thunder punishment of the sky had already followed, and he wanted to send down the thunder punishment of destroying the world!

"Heavenly punishment!"

On the land where the ruins were like, Yan Xiake and the others couldn't help but tremble.

"This is heavenly punishment, heavenly punishment, the ancestor really attracted the heavenly punishment......"

Wei Shaoyou's mood fluctuated, and he was already a little difficult to restrain himself at this time.

Heavenly punishment!

According to legend, it is one of the most ferocious calamities in heaven and earth, and even if it is a catastrophe that destroys the world, its beginning must be heavenly punishment.

According to the legends recorded by later generations, in the eleventh century of the past and present, and for more than a million years, no one has really borne the thunder punishment of heaven and earth.

Even if it is the old heavenly master who is respected by the gods and regarded as a legend in later generations, according to legend, he disappeared in a heavenly punishment.

Even if he is as strong as Wang Lingguan, he disappeared after a heavenly punishment.

What primordial gods, what laws, what pure oneness, and what destiny of heaven, under this heavenly punishment known as the wrath of the emperor, none of them can escape.

"Heavenly Punishment ......"

An Qisheng looked at the sky, only to feel that the whirlpool-like thunderclouds were like a cold and ruthless vertical eye, indifferently overlooking the beings of heaven and earth.

The tumbling and vertical stream, like an endless thunder essence, seems to be like a heavenly river pouring back in the next moment, washing everything in the world.

The cultivation of the Emperor Heaven Realm, after the supernatural power is refined, it is necessary to cross the four nine thunder tribulations, the sixty-nine thunder tribulations, and the ninety-nine thunder tribulations.

However, the path cultivated by An Qisheng did not lead to the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Because his Qi seed spreads among the mountains, rivers, and boundless earth, the Heavenly Tribulation cannot descend on him unless it wants to destroy the world.

And the special system of the primordial gods, the symbol of pure oneness, and even the divine power of the mandate of heaven, are not given by the thunder tribulation, and they can still be achieved without crossing the thunder tribulation.

But at this time, this cycle of life and death was rolled up in his hand, but in an instant, it had already triggered the coming of heavenly punishment.

Moreover, there is no escape, there is no escape.

But he has no idea of escaping, because this is his choice in itself.

Resisting the sky is not the power of one person, at least, with his cultivation at this time, he can't, and he must rely on the strength of others.

If the Qi seed is like this, if the Fengshentai is like this, so is this reincarnation of life and death.

And to obtain its treasure, to use its strength, naturally also to undertake its unfulfilled responsibility.

Or rather, cause and effect.

Originally, this catastrophe should have happened when Xie Qi killed all the cultivators in the world and sacrificed the Netherworld Mansion King with blood.

But because of his shot, naturally, there was a change.

He has become a person who is locked by heavenly punishment and is bound to be robbed.

Originally, the best plan should be to let Xie Qi unfold the 'Netherworld Mansion Monarch Sacrifice', and when the heavenly punishment comes, speed up the sealing of the god platform through the five continents, merge the five lands and the four seas, and all the great fortunes in this world will be one.

But he didn't do that.

Whew~~~

Between the sky, the thunder essence spreads, and the masculine energy spreads in all directions, as if it has swept away the gloom of the underworld for a while.

The indescribable oppressive aura was much more terrifying than the roaring electric snake thunder dragon above the sky, and at this moment, even countless trembling demons did not dare to make a sound.

It's like suffocating.

In the midst of the fierce wind, Anqisheng stood on the altar, letting his clothes hunt, and his expression remained unchanged.

This is also the first time he has faced the thunder punishment in this world.

Face the unattainable, Emperor.

Ever since he had gained insight into the secrets of this realm, he had a deeper curiosity about the heavens of this realm and the 'Emperor Heaven'.

It's not just that the 'Emperor's act of capturing this heaven and earth reminds him of the Xuanxing that the universe replaces more and more frequently.

Also, curiosity.

What kind of things are 'heaven' and 'emperor'?

An Qisheng's mind turned, and he heard Xie Qi's voice again:

"It's still too late to step back at this time!"

Xie Qi, who was dressed in white and had white hair, still did not smile, his expression was indifferent, but in front of his knees, he raised his mourning stick.

The black impermanence who had been talking a lot didn't say a word at this time, just shook the black soul hook chain and couldn't stop slapping his palm.

"The seventh master is kind, An Mou's heart understands, but this day ......."

Whispering to himself, An Qisheng stepped into the sky:

"I,

I've been bothering Him for a long time! ”

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