The magic mirror takes the soul and returns to Danhai.

If everything is a big dream, everything is delusional, what Yan Wuyi has experienced, but it is difficult for him to distinguish the truth from the false, as if a consciousness does not disperse, and he is depressed and floating in the vast realm.

"The essence of the essence is born of Xuanqi, the floating slaughter hides the demon yang, and the Buddhas of the ten directions will determine the truth and emptiness with one thought. ”

"The emperor is a thing, and the creation is bright and bright. The demon bones are dead and destroyed, and a halberd shakes the world......"

I don't know when it dawns, I suddenly heard an ethereal sound, and in the blood-colored space, Yan Wuyi slowly opened his tired eyes, and looked at the nothingness around him suspiciously.

"I'm dead, could it be that I'm already dead?"

There was only one person in heaven and earth, and then looked at the phantom of himself suspended in the void, Yan Wuyi was surprised and said to himself, I heard the old man say that after death, the soul will be confined to the netherworld, endure thousands of years of loneliness, and then turn into a glow and return to the primitive.

"After all, you didn't escape the murder and fell into this netherworld?"

The blood of the ten directions is long, and the endless strange light flashes.

If the consciousness is completely gone, and you don't complain about the hard fight, but if you are so awake and trapped here, how can you endure the endless pain.

"The Netherworld is at the end of the sky, this is the beginning of the sky, little friend, you have come to the wrong place. ”

When he was confused, a majestic sound suddenly sounded in his ears, like thunder, shocking the spot, looking for its source, it was still an endless ethereal image.

The mysterious voice reverberated all around.

"Seems to be a bit familiar......"

Yan Wuyi's face was shocked, and he thought about it carefully, as if this sound was very similar to the melodious heavenly sound that awakened his consciousness, and he was even more confused.

"The kid didn't know why he escaped here, he didn't intend to disturb his predecessors, and he hoped to forgive his sins. Yan Wuyi trembled and said.

The other party only heard its voice, but did not see its shadow, as if it was integrated with this barren space, and naturally did not dare to provoke itself.

And this vast place is endless, and the sound is from far and near, slowly drifting out, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Don't be afraid, I know why you are here, 1,251 years are too long......" The majestic voice sounded again, but it was quite desolate and desolate, and the traces left by the years flowed out from the words.

Yan Wuyi sighed secretly, could it be that the Lord of this voice had really stayed in this blood-colored space for more than a thousand years? Moreover, if this place was not the Netherworld Soul Retention Land, where would he have fallen.

"Dare to ask my predecessors where this place is, and why my soul is trapped here. Yan Wuyi asked boldly, although there was a terrifying coercion in the space, but he had already fallen into such a fate, so he naturally couldn't care about it.

"Souls?"

"Hahaha...... It's really funny. The majestic voice laughed helplessly, and then said patiently: "There is no form here, no image, no qi and no source, just a touch of soul thought before the death of this seat." ”

"As for you, you must have been awakened by the Origin Demon Mirror, breaking your own illusions, and thus leading to my soul thoughts. ”

"Consciousness, is everything I've experienced an illusion? I'm still alive?"

And where does this empty voice come from, and what kind of realm does cultivation reach, a soul thought can evolve into such a vast and boundless blood-colored region.

As soon as these words fell, Yan Wuyi's heart was full of waves, listening to his words as if he was not dead, and hearing his words again, he was even more shocked.

"The Origin Demon Mirror, there are two strange peaks on the top of the Black Mountain, during which a heavy mirror shadow is suspended on it, and it escapes from the blood-colored demon light to condense into a humanoid black shadow, and the younger generation is not strong enough to be killed by it almost to death, and then he will hit the shadow of the demon mirror with his heart, but he didn't expect to be pulled into here, could it be that the ancient mirror phantom between the peaks is the Origin Demon Mirror you mentioned?"

The previous dangerous picture was clearly revealed, and everything was still vivid, but now it had somehow become a consciousness, and the ups and downs of the calendar made his heart palpitate.

"Yes and no. Seeing Yan Wuyi's bitter face, the phantom shadow between the peaks is just a tool spirit of the Derivation Demon Mirror, although it has the magic of the soul dementoring, but it does not have the power of the Derivation Heaven, this seat died because of it, but it exists because of it, and that black shadow is actually just an illusion in your heart. ”

Yan Wuyi knew that the weapon had not been touched by the level, where did he know what the weapon spirit was, but he felt the wonder of the demon mirror machine spirit, but the last two sentences were confused, and he thought for a moment, as if he remembered something, and then asked curiously: "Could it be that the predecessor is the master of the demon realm?"

"It's just blood and bones before death, how can it be called a demon realm. The sound of vicissitudes reverberates in the space and lasts for a long time.

"Heaven and earth are long, reincarnation is not stopped, everything is destined to be born and destroyed, this thousand-year-old soul will not disappear, and it is just waiting for someone who is destined to come, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

As he thought, the person he was talking to was the master of the demon realm, but why was his words all helpless and sad?

"The kid seems to understand whether he understands or not, but he doesn't dare to talk nonsense, he only knows that everything has its own reason. Yan Wuyi responded ignorantly, not knowing what to say, and his thoughts flew wildly.

"Life is the beginning, death is the end, everything has a beginning and an end, and it can be regarded as a thousand years of hard work, and it is in vain to find someone who is destined. As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored light as dazzling as a flame suddenly appeared in front of him, reflecting the space extremely brightly, as if it contained a mysterious inscription flowing and extremely mysterious.

"Me?"

Yan Wuyi's consciousness trembled, and he looked around, there was only his own breath in the vast four directions, and he was terrified, he was the destined person of the Lord of the Demon Realm for thousands of years?

"Seniors, since ancient times, there are humanes, demons have demon laws, I am a soul, how can I be that destined person. ”

Wen Yan was not easy to panic, and the Lord of the Demon Realm sneered, thinking that although this kid is not big, his heart is not small.

"This seat and the spirit of the Demon Mirror of the Origin of the covenant, who can break their own illusions, can get my inheritance, since the Spirit of the Origin of the Demon Mirror has chosen you, you are naturally worthy of the fate of this seat, the creatures between heaven and earth are of the same origin, although the path of the demon cultivator is different, but there are still many coincidences, such as the talent of the beast and the spirit of the human spirit, just apply a little means to be able to merge with each other. ”

The Lord of the Demon Realm was quite surprised, ordinary people would be ecstatic when they had this opportunity, but it was extremely rare for a cultivator like Yan Wuyi to secretly meditate and not be in a hurry to express his position, so he smiled helplessly: "Little friend, the words have come to this, it's all up to you to decide." ”

After all, it is just a wisp of soul thought, since Yan Wuyi's consciousness was introduced into the blood-colored space, its soul thought has gradually been consumed, and there is not much time left, but the thousand-year-old obsession is only for the immortality of the Dao system, even if the cultivation of the human race youth in front of him is pitiful, it cannot be delayed any longer.

Yan Wuyi thought about it for a long time, and he was very worried in his heart, the origin of the master of this demon realm was unknown, and he didn't know what demon method to cultivate, and his consciousness was confused and was ingested here by the Yanshi Realm, but he was regarded by it as a destined person, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

But he doesn't seem to have a choice, and in this blood-colored space, he doesn't have the slightest power to resist, and if he provokes it to anger, he may directly erase his consciousness.

But if you cultivate the demon law, you will definitely not be tolerated by the martial arts cultivators who eliminate the demon and defend the way, after all, the world is ashamed of deviant behavior.

"That's it, let's make a compromise for the time being, and then make other plans. Yan Wuyi thought about it for a while, and his face was entangled.

Thinking of the sorrow of innocent death, he turned his heart sideways, knelt directly on the ground, and said firmly: "Yan Wuyi is willing to be inherited by you!"

A pair of deep eyes condensed in the blood-colored space stared at Yan Wuyi in front of him, making him tremble in fear and secretly feel guilty.

The Lord of the Demon Realm was quite pleased, but he was a little puzzled, and looked at Yan Wuyi's true body in the outside world with his soul mind beast eyes, and found that there was a trace of demon clan aura in his body, which was extremely pure and thick. It's no wonder that the always arrogant Origin Demon Mirror Instrument Spirit chose him, and he must have already penetrated the vision in the young man's body.

Now there is not much time, so I didn't ask too much, after all, with this adventure, the future practice of its Dao must also be twice the result with half the effort.

Seeing that Yan Wuyi wanted to bow towards the blood-colored light, the lord of the demon realm hurriedly spoke out to stop him: "Little friend doesn't need to be polite, this seat will teach you the Tao, just because of fate." ”