Su Yunqi naturally understood that this kind of sleepiness was caused by the serious loss of yang energy in his body. But now he can't move at all, and in the face of the current situation, he can be said to have no countermeasures.

With the loss of yang energy, this sleepiness becomes more and more serious. Gradually, Su Yunqi's eyes were already a little blurry, and the blood-red earth in front of him had turned into a shadow, and looking at the full moon in the sky, there was only a faint red dot left.

"I can't sleep! I can't sleep!"

Su Yunqi kept reminding himself, he shook his head vigorously, trying to stay awake.

He knew that if he really fell asleep, he would never wake up again!

At this time, Su Yunqi only felt as if there was a thousand catties of boulder in his mind constantly oppressing his nerves, and the endless chaos was turning over the rivers and seas, causing his consciousness to become more and more blurred, more and more blurred.

In the end, there was only a blank space left in Su Yunqi's head.

He slept through!

......

Not only after a long time, Su Yunqi's head suddenly began to sting, the pain was like the itching pain of thousands of ants constantly gnawing in the head, and it seemed to be the kind of labor pain like a thousand needles piercing the brain.

This intense pain made Su Yunqi wake up suddenly.

Standing upright, Su Yunqi rubbed his still aching head and opened his eyes.

"Am I already dead?" Su Yunqi's pupils constricted, and he looked at everything in front of him, shocked and difficult to add.

The original blood-colored earth was gone, and even the scarlet full moon was gone, replaced by a lake.

A lake glowing white on the outside and black on the depths.

The lake is not very big, at least Su Yunqi can see the edge at a glance.

Su Yunqi sat on the shore of the lake, looked around, and found that there were many monks here besides himself.

Some of them were still asleep, while others were half-asleep.

After looking closely, Su Yunqi found the people of Lingyuan Dao and Qingtian Immortal Sect, and also saw those scattered cultivators who parted ways with them in the blood-colored land, and even saw the woman from Qixia Immortal Sect.

There are many, many monks that Su Yunqi doesn't know, and they are all here.

"Could it be that all the monks who entered the Ghost Domain have come here?" Su Yunqi came to his senses at this moment, and he found that he was not dead, but was taken to a strange place.

What made Su Yunqi even more strange was that although there was no sun or moon in the sky, it was surprisingly bright here, and it was not much different from the daylight in the outside world.

Su Yunqi was looking into the distance on the shore, but what caught his eye was only a black mist, which was very strange.

While Su Yunqi was observing the surrounding environment, monks began to wake up one after another.

They were even more shocked by the scene here than Su Yunqi, and they were all at a loss when they faced the black and white lake in front of them.

"Why is everybody here. Qixia Immortal Gate's Jinke Liu frowned slightly, looking at the many monks, as if thinking.

"How did you get here?" Ling Yuan Daoren also came to his senses at this moment and asked Jin Ke.

"I don't know. Jin Ke shook his head and said, "At that time, I just felt that there seemed to be someone on my back, and then I fell asleep, and I was here when I woke up." ”

"It seems that our situation is the same. Ling Yuan Daoren nodded and said, "Jinke, what do you think of the current situation?"

Jin Ke Mei laughed, his eyes flashed towards Ling Yuan Daoren, his tone was full of playfulness, and said, "Then you, the youngest genius of the Imperial Soul Realm of Qingtian Immortal Sect, have you seen anything from Mingtang?"

Ling Yuan Daoren coughed dryly, his eyes fluttered to the side in a panic, and he didn't answer.

And Su Yunqi, who was on the side, observed this black and white lake and seemed to think of something.

"This black and white lake?" Su Yunqi muttered softly, unconsciously recalling the dream on the Netherworld in his mind.

The purple flame in the dream realm said that the Netherworld Ghost Domain was actually the head of a powerhouse in the Creation God Realm.

"Then ......" Su Yunqi thought about it, as if he had suddenly figured out something, he was slightly shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that this lake is an eyeball of the powerful creator!"

If you look at it from a distance, the whole black and white lake is a prototype, white on the outside and black on the inside, but it is really like an eyeball.

But this is just Su Yunqi's speculation, including that dream, it may really be just a dream.

Although there were many fewer monks present than when they came in, they were undoubtedly not masters standing here now, and each of them was on guard against any change that could happen at any time.

Everyone stood still, not daring to move a single bit.

The surface of the lake was unusually calm, with only a faint glimmer of light flickering on it.

For a while, everyone didn't know what to do.

A bold monk simply walked around the shore of the lake into the distance, but only half an hour later, he walked back again.

"It seems that this is a closed environment. Su Yunqi looked at the loose cultivator and guessed in his heart.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a sudden change occurred!

I saw that the originally calm lake surface actually began to bubble from the black lake in the middle.

Gradually, the bubbling began to expand, and eventually it spread to the entire surface of the lake.

Everyone was a little frightened, retreated to the black fog on the shore, and stared blankly at the changes in the black and white lake.

This situation in the Black and White Lake lasted for a long time, and then stopped instantly.

Then the whole lake began to rise with huge waves.

The huge waves kneaded the black and white of the lake together, forming a dull color, and then what shocked Su Yunqi was that after the lake water began to knead together, it all gathered in the middle, and finally slowly formed a column of water that reached the sky.

The water column was still rotating and changing, and finally it turned into a palace demon.

When all the lake water completely turned into a palace, a bright purple flame suddenly burned on the palace lake.

The flame was bright and clear, pure and flawless, and everyone present did not feel the temperature of the flame at all, but a faint coolness slowly emerged from their hearts.

Su Yunqi looked at the bright purple flame, his heart was shocked, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Because, this flame, he has seen.

It was the flame that appeared in his dream.

The flames lasted only a moment, and then disappeared in an instant, and what appeared in front of everyone was no longer a palace formed by the lake, but a real palace.

"Ghost King's Palace!"

These three words appeared in Su Yunqi's mind in an instant.

"That dream is really related to the Netherworld Ghost Domain!" Su Yunqi thought to himself, and the shock on his face was even worse.

"There really is a strong creator in this world!" Su Yunqi's expression was a little sluggish at the moment, watching the ghost palace slowly fall from mid-air, and finally fell into the deep pit of the black and white lake.