Crash~

The dark blue ice spirit yin qi rolled like a stream of water.

Su Yi's figure was like a fish swimming in the water, sweeping towards the bottom of the cave.

The skin around his body was covered with wisps of ripple-like waterway rhyme, and when he shuttled through the ice spirit yin qi, he was not affected in any way.

The further down he went, the more intense and astonishing the Yin Qi became, and the power of his divine thoughts was also greatly hindered, and he could only perceive a distance of ten zhang at most.

Under such circumstances, Su Yi ran a secret technique called 'Cave Fire Golden Pupil', his eyes were glowing with a faint gold, and there were mysterious secret patterns intertwined and flashing.

This allows him to gain insight into the scene within a hundred feet, so that he will not have time to react when an accident occurs.

Three thousand zhang.

5,000 zhang.

Until he arrived eight thousand zhang underground, Su Yi's brows furrowed.

The Yin Qi of the Ice Spirit became more and more intense, like an incomparably heavy stream of cold water, and the further down it went, the greater the pressure it was subjected to.

Ordinary monks are destined to be unable to move an inch!

If you break in, you are destined to be invaded by the ice spirit yin qi and freeze to death!

"Even the first-class heaven and earth spiritual veins, it is difficult to have such a strong ice spirit yin qi, could it be said that the ice spirit yin qi gathered here is related to the 'innate divine object' hidden here?"

Su Yi's eyes flashed.

The innate artifact is a treasure born in the origin of heaven and earth, which is hard to find, and its preciousness is enough to make the people of the imperial realm salivate!

Moreover, Su Yi was very suspicious that the innate artifact buried in this Sumeru Mountain was very likely to have some kind of connection with the Dark Ancient Forbidden.

"If this is the case, the danger hidden here is also destined to be extraordinary. ”

While thinking, Su Yi continued to sweep down.

Until he arrived at the nine thousand zhang, Su Yi's eyes lit up, and the speed of his flying quietly became faster.

In a few breaths, Su Yi rushed out of the icy yin qi like water, and his figure floated to the ground.

The vision suddenly changed.

It's an underground world, so vast that you can't see the end of it.

What is shocking is that in this world, there are dense graves, and in front of each grave, there are tombstones.

Wisps of blood mist swirled in the void, enveloping the tombs and adding a permeating eerie aura.

Anyone who sees this place will mistakenly think that they have broken into a huge underground mausoleum complex.

"Under this Mount Meru, how can there be so many tombstones?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw that in the distance of this dense tomb, there was a black portal that connected the heavens and the earth, like the gate of a world, incomparably vast.

It is like a night curtain that spans the heavens and the earth, making people palpitate.

Because the distance was too far, Su Yi couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't identify what the origin of that black portal was.

After thinking about it, Su Yi picked his fingertips, and a wisp of golden blood emerged, and then, this golden blood seemed to sense something, and trembled slightly.

"It seems that that one innate artifact is hidden in the far distance. ”

Su Yi put away the golden blood and made such an inference.

He did not rush to action, but walked to the nearest grave, and his eyes fell on the tombstone standing in front of the grave.

The tombstone is engraved with ancient demon script, the handwriting is sloppy, and it is obviously written in a hurry.

"The ninth generation of the true disciple of the inner door of the Sumeru Holy Pavilion, the tomb of Wang Xumei. ”

Su Yi read it out.

And there is nothing worth noting.

He closed his gaze and stepped forward, staring at the tombstone in front of another grave.

"The ninth generation of the true disciple of the inner door of the Sumeru Holy Pavilion, the tomb of Jian Ming Chong. ”

The handwriting is similarly sloppy, apparently from the same person.

Su Yi continued to move forward, and almost all the tombstones he saw along the way were the same, except that his name and identity were different.

But Su Yi had a cloud of doubt in his heart.

There are at least thousands of graves here, but the owners of each tombstone are almost all descendants of the seventh to ninth generations.

In addition, the handwriting of the tombstone is all from the same person's handwriting.

It feels as if the people buried here have fallen together due to some kind of catastrophe, and the only survivor is buried here and a monument is erected for them!

"Could it be that when the Dark Ancient Forbidden came 30,000 years ago, there was some kind of shocking change in this place, so that the descendants of the Sumeru Holy Pavilion did not have time to escape, so they died here?"

Su Yi groaned.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in the distance.

Su Yi's pupils condensed slightly, revealing a different color, and someone still arrived before him?

He didn't think much about it anymore, and ran the Escape Technique to sweep into the distance.

Passing through the dense group of tombs, further on, there is a gray and gloomy world, and above the sky, there are dense star skeletons quietly suspended.

The thick blood mist fell from a very high place like a waterfall, and it was strange and scarlet.

It's a very strange sight.

One can't help but think of the blood-colored mist that shrouded the sky above the top of Mount Meru, and the countless stars that were still suspended.

However, Su Yi can still sense the difference.

The number and scale of the starships suspended in the high reaches of this underground world far exceed what the outside world has seen!

And those blood mist contained wisps of decaying dead qi, although there was no danger, if it invaded the body, it would corrode the vitality and defile the soul......

Half an hour later.

Su Yi finally saw clearly that the black portal that connected the sky and the earth in the extreme distance was a spatial portal, constructed by an obscure and deep spatial force!

At the bottom of the black portal, there is a bronze gate nine feet high.

The bronze gate is closed and inlaid on the spatial portal, and countless mysterious totemic patterns are engraved on it.

"Cutting off the outside world with a spatial barrier and casting a forbidden door, this kind of layout is the emperor coming, if you can't understand the trick of opening the forbidden power, you can only stop there. ”

Su Yi was thoughtful.

Immediately, he shifted his gaze to the place not far from the bronze gate.

It was a huge dojo with a range of thousands of feet.

At this time, there was a fierce battle taking place in the dojo.

A white-robed old man with a high crown and a long belt, joined forces with a middle-aged man in bloody clothes, and was fighting fiercely with a spirit sword.

It was a very dangerous and rare battle.

Su Yi could see at a glance that the white-robed old man and the blood-clothed middle-aged man were both primordial gods at the level of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm, and the primordial gods were solid and truthful, extremely powerful and terrifying, far beyond ordinary people.

The white-robed old man manipulated a snow-white spirit sword, and his kendo attainments were extremely profound, even if he faced off with ordinary spirit realm figures, it was enough to gain the upper hand!

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes held a black halberd in each hand, and he was fierce and fierce, not inferior to the white-robed old man.

According to Su Yi's judgment, with the strength of these two Spirit Realm Yuan Gods, it is enough to stabilize Huan Shaoyou, an ancient demon of the Spirit Realm who has just broken through the realm!

Undoubtedly, these two primordial gods have great origins.

However, what really interested Su Yi was the opponent of these two.

It was a rusty spirit sword, three feet and two inches long, and its whole body was an ethereal azure color.

This sword is like electricity, extremely powerful, a light sweep, it will set off a dazzling and terrifying sword, the sword light is like cyan ice and snow, cold and bright, illuminating the whole world.

Even if you fight against the two Spirit Phase Realm Great Perfection level Yuan Shen, you still won't fall behind!

But Su Yi noticed that there were many cracks on the surface of this sword, and the rust was mottled, stained with some blood that could not be faded, so that the patina on the sword body also showed a faint crimson.

From a distance, this sword is extremely ancient, precipitating the breath of time, the azure sword body is rusty and crimson, although there are cracks, but the power is still so powerful that it makes people tremble.

"This sword...... Not bad!"

Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised.

As a sword cultivator, how could he not see how miraculous this sword was?

It can be said that this is the first top-level ancient sword he has seen since he entered Great Xia.

This sword is commendable in terms of material, refining methods, or the unique spirituality that permeates the sword body.

The only regrettable thing may be that this sword is flawed and badly damaged, otherwise, its power is much more than that.

Boom!

Suddenly, a wisp of knife rang out.

Almost at the same time, a silver sword aura like a match appeared and slashed towards Su Yi's side.

Su Yi stood still, his eyes unmoved.

Bang!

This silver sword qi slashed down three feet in front of him, drawing a straight crack, and the fine knife qi spread, blowing Su Yi in a green robe to hunt.

In the smoke and dust, a cold and terrifying voice sounded:

"If you dare to cross this line, you will be beheaded. ”

Su Yi raised his eyes and saw a black-robed man standing in the shadows outside the Qianzhang Dojo.

He was tall and thin, with long thick hair as unkempt as grass, and a bloodless face that looked sickly.

Jing Lingzhen!

An ancient demon from the Burning Sun Sect, with an indifferent and withdrawn temperament.

Although he is unknown in the Great Xia cultivation world, he is a ruthless person in the circle of ancient demons.

As early as when he came to Sumeru Immortal Island, Su Yi had seen each other, and he also learned from Weng Jiu that although Jing Lingzhen, Yan Jingyun, and Mo Xingzhe did not participate in the Lantai Festival, the Taoism and talents of these three people were stronger than the other.

When Su Yi's gaze looked over, Jing Ling was really indifferent and cold, as intimidating as a blade, and he reached out and slowly made a decapitation gesture around his neck.

Threatened, undisguised!

Su Yi was not angry, and his expression was as indifferent as before.

He could see that Jing Lingzhen, the top figure among the ancient demons, had stepped into the realm of transforming spirits, perhaps because of this, his posture was so strong, aggressive, and aggressive.

Suddenly, another clear laughter sounded: "I didn't expect that apart from me and Brother Jing, Su Daoyou would be the first to arrive here." ”

On the other side of the huge dojo in the distance, a figure walked out.

This is a young man with bronzed skin, sparse eyebrows, and long loose hair.

He was dressed in an ink robe, carrying a sword case, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, and his gestures exuded a fierce and flamboyant aura.

Yan Jingyun!

An ancient demon from the "Tianji Daomen", who holds the bull's ears of the world's Daomen.

In terms of background, origin and strength, this person is not weaker than Huan Shaoyou, Zeng Pu and other top characters in ancient demons, and is known as "Sword Maniac".

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PS: Around 12 noon on the second shift!