Fang Tianmu had been trying to go to the Aging Domain in the Immortal Realm, and finally succeeded, and Quan Tianqi had already done something to the mirror land of the Aging Domain, so that no matter how the Immortal Realm of reality moved, it could directly communicate with the Mirror Land.

Standing on the yellow earth, Fang Tianmu suddenly felt no pressure, as if he was about to break through to enlightenment again. A thunderbolt flashed, Mu Ziyun came back, and everyone gathered around Fang Tianmu, and Fang Tianmu informed them of Zhou Xiqin and Deng Manchu one by one.

Several people thought about it together, and directly returned to the immortal realm in reality.

The first moment he saw Zhou Xiqin, Mu Ziyun knew that she was a reincarnation of the destiny connected to her fate, although she didn't have any aura of cultivation on her body, but the feeling of the corresponding world could not be concealed.

Mu Ziyun called Sister Zhou, but was suddenly stunned, because many days ago, in the Immortal Realm, he accidentally encountered a "Yuan" phantom beast, and then shouted inexplicably: "Sister Zhou! ”

Now it seems that this Sister Zhou is Sister Bi Zhou. Unlike Zhou Xiqin and everyone who talked freely, no matter how the bell asked, Deng Manzhou didn't say a word, he looked at everyone indifferently, until Mu Ziyun fully understood the old feud between the mother and son, and said that there was indeed hope of solving their problems, Deng Manchu said the first sentence.

As soon as he came up, he asked Mu Ziyun: "How to solve it." ”

Mu Ziyun said: "We, the reincarnators, must rush to the Heavenly Palace to understand the truth, and the truth may tell us about the previous reincarnation relationship, so that there is a chance to break the mutual situation of the two of you." ”

"Where is the Heavenly Palace? When to go? Deng Manzhou said coldly.

Mu Ziyun replied: "Don't worry, I judge that after knowing the truth, the reincarnators will encounter changes, which may affect our life and death, so we have been practicing hard these days and accumulating more means to save our lives." ”

Hearing the word cultivation, Deng Manchu suddenly became angry and scolded: "I know that you are full of nonsense, get out!" ”

Zhou Xiqin said apologetically: "I'm at this age, and I can't practice anymore. ”

Mu Ziyun frowned and glanced at Deng Manchu, and then replied: "We are all different, even if Sister Zhou you start practicing now, you will get twice the result with half the effort in terms of cultivation, you must have your own unique ability, and if you practice well, when the catastrophe comes, you can also protect him." ”

Deng Manchu was very disgusted with others talking about cultivation, and walked away with resentment.

Zhou Xiqin sighed and said: "Forget it, I am already in harmony with Manchuria, if I am a few points stronger, he will have no future." ”

"But...," Mu Ziyun didn't give up, "Sister Zhou, can you tell me first, what is your ability?" Do you find anything special about you? ”

Zhou Xiqin didn't hide it, and said: "Before the age of twenty, I was just an ordinary woman, but when I was twenty years old, after I gave birth to Manchuria, I had a special feeling, it was blood, and I had an indescribable ..... A sense of yearning. ”

The bell was curious: "Are you bloodthirsty, Sister Zhou?" ”

"No, I'm not craving blood, it's ....." Zhou Xiqin was silent for a long time, and carefully recalled his past, and then, said: "It's a sense of possession, yes, it's this feeling, I stand in front of a person, but I feel that his blood is all his own, the blood of every living being is different, I have been used to distinguishing people by the taste of blood, a person's temper, illness, cultivation, lifespan, and even hobbies, thoughts, and desires can be told to me by his blood." ”

"And can you control the blood?" Mu Ziyun stretched out his arm and gently cut a hole, blood flowed out and dripped to the ground, "Sister Zhou, you try it." ”

Zhou Xiqin looked at the drops of blood seeping into the loess in a trance, and between breaths, suddenly, blood-colored strange flowers bloomed in the loess. The bell exclaimed: "It's the flower on the other side, I've seen it in Huangquan!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Ziyun, Fang Tianmu, Bell, Tang Daoyuan, Deng Manchu, and all the phantom beasts in the Immortal Realm were all unsteady and dizzy, and in the depths of their minds, one word emerged - death.

The blood-red flowers on the other side bloomed one after another along the blood, and everyone looked at Zhou Xiqin again, but found that she was like a Yama blood demon, sitting in the flowers on the other side, and she couldn't see her expression, and everyone seemed to have fallen into the sentence before death, which was simply an unquestionable and resistant "arrangement", just like Wangxiang was sentenced to death by the pen.

Is this really blood? Where is this blood!

In an instant, everyone around him disappeared, Mu Ziyun seemed to be standing in a sea of blood, it was a real sea of blood, the strong smell of blood impacted Mu Ziyun's spirit, making him extremely sober, he looked at the emptiness around him, but in the blink of an eye, the flowers on the other side bloomed around him, and the flowers on the other side seemed to have become a road, one after another, and finally converged on a point, and that point was Zhou Xiqin who was sitting upright.

At this time, Zhou Xiqin's aura changed greatly, she was wearing a blood robe, the flowers on the other side were flying beside her, and the empty sea of blood behind her suddenly rose a magnificent and terrifying palace, which was a ghost hall that occupied half of the world.

The magnificent palace gate seems to be a hundred miles wide and thousands of miles high, and the gloomy bricks and tiles emit ghost roars from each piece. And this ghost temple, which Mu Ziyun believed was an illusion, was still becoming complete and clear, and he saw the images of countless living beings, walking along the road paved with flowers on the other side, and walking towards the temple door without color and godlessness, gradually, they also faded their color and turned gray.

What a magnificent ghost temple, it really occupies half the world! Layers of buildings, bells and drums, demon bones climbing bricks, gods and black stepping on the eaves, countless flying things, or for the other side of the flowers, or for the gods and ghosts and demons.

A moment later, a crack opened in the dark door of the temple, as if a ray of light had been cut between heaven and earth, and it was only light, and all the images of living beings who followed the flowers on the other side entered the temple door.

Mu Ziyun didn't think it was an illusion now, and he shouted softly in fright: "Sister Zhou? ”

Suddenly, Zhou Xiqin moved, she slowly raised her hand, and in the sea of blood in front of her, a clean crystal appeared. Her face was hidden in the darkness, and a drop of blood oozed from her raised finger.

Mu Ziyun seemed to know that it was his own blood, and the blood dripped down, slowly flowing on the crystal plane, and Mu Ziyun's life and death seemed to be decided on that drop of blood.

"Zhou.... Sister Zhou..."Mu Ziyun's voice had begun to tremble.

And after the drop of blood dispersed, a pattern was slowly formed, but it was not fully formed, but Mu Ziyun suddenly felt that he had come to the limit, and he couldn't help but step on the other side of the flower and walked into the temple gate, but the pattern immediately disappeared and dispersed again, and it actually formed the language of the human race, which is a word - life.

In an instant, Mu Ziyun saw the immortal realm, his blood was no longer flowing out, but instead he was covered in cold sweat, everyone was already sitting on the ground, and Zhou Xiqin and Deng Manzhou had fainted.