Chapter 907: The Shadow of the Underworld

No one in the world is immortal, the so-called immortality is immortal, even if the world changes, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, my heart is eternal, my body is eternal, and my soul is eternal.

However, whether it is gods, immortals, demons, or demons, they are all trying, but even if they are gods in Shinto, immortals in the fairy path, demons in the demon path, and demons in the demon path, these people cannot live forever, let alone those other people.

And the immortal king in the immortal clan can live with heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon, but relatively speaking, the sun is just a golden crow, even if the spirits born of heaven and earth have longevity, and the bright moon is the same, as for heaven and earth, it is not that side of the world, but there will be a time to wither, otherwise the end of the world, how can there be a new legend of opening the world!

At this time, the trace of the dragon madness has disappeared, this world is strange, and it greatly hinders people's senses, so when some ghosts approach, Mu Ming only noticed.

Feel the teleportation channel in the distance, where there is a terrifying traction, but all ghosts are like being summoned, but the living beings will not be pulled, and even some are repulsed.

Mu Ming didn't know that this place would connect to the underworld, and if he really knew, he would definitely not come here, although the demon vine once said that he needed Mu Ming to come to the underworld when the god was in the realm to find an opportunity, achieve the only Dao fruit, and confirm his truth in the heaven and earth.

Moreover, it involves the creation of life and death of yin and yang, so the laws of the underworld and the yang must be understood, so that it is perfect.

This is also the conclusion drawn from the memory of the demon vine's previous life, but throughout the ages, there are a few living people who enter the underworld and return to the yang world.

Some people came to the underworld with rune paper, but they were also doing errands for some big people, and they would not happen to break through in the underworld, and there were countless ghosts in the underworld, so they would monitor these people and would not allow them to stay in the underworld for too long.

However, it is not impossible for no one to do it, some people have their souls out of their bodies, and then they abandon their bodies near the Yellow Spring, and their souls enter the underworld to understand, and then they are glad to break out of the underworld when they break through, and then run back to the yang world to break through, but these people will be hunted down and killed, they are seeking the rules of the underworld, and they do not survive in the underworld, and will always take away some rules, so they are not liked by the underworld.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Ming couldn't help but sigh, maybe there was a certain number in the dark.

My cultivation has reached a critical moment, but I haven't been able to break through, firstly, because I can suppress it, and secondly, I feel that something may be missing.

It's just that when I got here, Kinawa had a peculiar feeling, and it seemed that the feeling of being less seemed to be here.

Mu Ming and the two of them quietly hidden, lurking silently, not to avoid some ghosts, the ghosts here and the ghost domain seem to be no different, if there is a difference, then the number of ghosts here is more, and the ghost aura is extremely strong, there is a hidden cold in the distance, as if the soul is frozen, and then detained.

The big dog also became quiet, and seemed to be extremely jealous, but Ding Ling appeared silently, absorbing the breath of the place alone.

Ding Ling seems to be the same as the name of the wood in general, both good and evil, there are a lot of spirits and blood essence, and there are grass and tree essence, in addition to a lot of extremely peculiar mountain and stone origin, this is the birth of such a strange creature, very spiritual, with strange abilities, seems to be the embodiment of a certain will of the wood name.

Kikina remembered the evil thoughts, this strange creature was a collection of all certain extreme personalities and thoughts of the living, either evil or sinful, all extreme.

Sneaking all the way, the two found a cave, and then lurked silently.

It's darker, there's not even the moon, it's gray, and at some point it's going to fall into absolute silence.

Often at this time, it is a hundred ghosts who walk at night, the number is terrifying, constantly wandering, some are confused, only instinctive desires, do not enter reincarnation, and do not go to reincarnation, it seems that the underworld is the root of these ghosts.

Some ghosts haunt at this time, constantly searching for these ghosts, but these beings with confused consciousness are not even afraid of ghosts, and some powerful even dare to attack ghosts.

In this regard, Mu Ming didn't pay attention to it, just thinking about waiting for the end of the perception here, and then leave, the underworld, Mu Ming was a little afraid in his heart, especially when the leather scroll had left him at this time, and Mu Ming's indescribable feeling in his heart was like loss, and it was like relief.

That's why Kikina stays here, hoping that the leather rolls will come back.

The underworld was born, the nine secluded passages were not closed, and they continued to grow, the netherworld breathed into the depths of the underworld, nourishing a dark figure, the figure was a little high, sitting cross-legged, independent in a certain time and space, like an eternal mountain, surrounded by fragments of time, as if it had existed in the long river of years.

It's just that this person has no god in his eyes, and there is no brilliance in his empty eyes, and he looks blankly ahead, as if he is looking at the end of reincarnation.

Its body is full of six breaths, there are ripples of reincarnation, and there are countless souls flying in the eyes, there is a world there, it is the world of the dead, and there is a vague blood-colored mark at the center of the eyebrows.

A golden leather scroll appeared, and the fragments of time were reversed, and the tall voice that sat cross-legged trembled a little, but finally returned to calm.

A virtual middle-aged man appeared, and the leather scroll had disappeared.

Shuttling with the golden streamer, the middle-aged man looked at the tall voice and was silent for a long time.

"The obsession of the past life, whether it is still clinging. "I'm asking, I'm also solving, like a friend I haven't seen for many years, only the taste of emotion and nostalgia.

The golden illusory human voice spoke, and the voice penetrated the ancient and modern, and the entire Shinto world resonated.

Above the Three Thousand Great Realms, there was a golden light flowing, and the sky that had been gray rain suddenly stopped, and the gray clouds dispersed.

This is a miracle!

Some people don't know what is happening, and they think that some power has dispelled the dark clouds.

The rules of the Great Dao of the Three Thousand Realms became incomplete, which made even the vicious people feel inappropriate, as if a hole had been pierced in the sky, and then rain was dripping.

However, unlike the Three Thousand Great Realms, the underworld is becoming more and more gloomy.

There are large black letters appearing.

"At the end of the six paths, there is lawlessness, no longevity, no life and no death. "If you are responding, or if you are thinking, you can't speak, you can't say anything.

The golden figure looked at the words, silent, and did not seem surprised.

"Back then, you insisted on leaving, founded the Six Paths, opened up the underworld, and wanted to use the power of all beings to comprehend the divine consciousness and experience immortality. Maybe it's wrong. ”

The big black letters manifested again: "Always try, or you will regret it, if it weren't for this, you wouldn't exist, aren't you that a wisp of shame, but to another person." ”

The golden figure watched as the black handwriting turned into dust and slowly dissipated, and gradually approached the seated figure, and finally the fragments of time overlapped, and the two overlapped.

Kikina opened his eyes, and at this point, the last trace of contact between him and the leather scroll was also severed.

Kinama probably knew something, but he could only sigh lightly, and his gaze penetrated the hills outside, looking somewhere, as if he could see something.

The falling star was beside Mu Ming, and at this time, he was constantly adapting to this place, noticing the change in Mu Ming, and asked, "What's wrong? Could it be that someone is approaching?"

Mu Ming only said: "Adapt to this place earlier, and look back at Huangquan." ”

Hearing this, Luoxing nodded in response, but he was curious about Mu Ming's eyes in his heart, which was an indescribable emotion.

At this time, the dragon madness was locked by a group of bull-headed horses and thrown directly into the Lechuan River, and the dragon madness yelled, but was ignored.