Chapter 990: Guardian of the Heavenly Tomb

Chapter 990: Guardian of the Heavenly Tomb

In the vast starry sky, the majestic immortal river surrounds the Thousand Soul Stars, rushing by. On the fairy river, in the silent stormy waves, there is a flat boat floating. Inside the pale red fairy spirit shield, there are fallen leaves and cows.

"The Thousand Soul Stars are really magnificent!" Falling Leaves looked at the russet Thousand Souls Realm with dark blue star rings.

"Master, why don't we occupy this planet, it's much bigger than the human world. Kui Niu turned his head to look at the empty bow of the ship.

The fierce ghost who was in an invisible state suddenly opened his blood-colored eyes and said, "It's just spectacular, there is no one on it, what's the use of occupying it?"

With that, the ghost stood up and controlled the boat to fly away from the Immortal River and towards the Thousand Souls Realm.

After passing through the frozen star ring, the corpse belt, the fallen leaves were also shocked, and said: "Unless there is a dispute between the different races, otherwise, how can the entire clan perish? I really don't understand what the tyrants of the Thousand Soul Clan thought back then?"

"In order to fight for hegemony, slaughter everyone?" the ghost asked rhetorically, "Do you think it is possible? Although those tyrants were tyrannical back then, they were not stupid. The war led to the death of some of the Thousand Souls, but it was far from the point of extinction. ā€

"What caused them to perish?" asked Kui Niu.

The boat passed silently, and the suspended frozen corpses gathered into a star ring nearly 10,000 miles wide, looking at these corpses, the ghost said: "It is said that the Hellfire is arrogant and tyrannical, and a wave of his hand for hegemony is tens of millions of unjust souls." But in front of the demon god, he is not worth mentioning. ā€

The powerful ghost revealed the most fundamental reason for the extinction of the Thousand Souls and Nuwa, and the fallen leaves and Kui Niu immediately pricked up their ears.

"All of this is caused by the demon god. The ghost said: "After the gods and immortals of the Three Realms were slaughtered, the mad demon god extended his claws to the Nuwa Realm, where the spiritual energy was the strongest, and the spiritual source in the body of the common people was stronger. It was not enough for him to seize all the spiritual sources in the Nuwa Realm, and he came to the Thousand Souls Realm again and slaughtered the planet. Hmph, it's ridiculous that after he wiped out the Thousand Souls Clan, he didn't forget to respect their rules, and after taking away the spiritual source, he threw hundreds of billions of corpses into the starry sky. ā€

"What about the human world?" Fallen Leaf asked.

"The human world is too weak, and the demon god can't look down on it. The ghost said.

"Obediently, gathering the source of trillions of living beings in the two realms, how strong is the demon god?" Kui Niu exclaimed, "I can't imagine it." ā€

"I don't understand. The demon god is so strong, even the strongest person in the Three Realms, the Hellfire, has to flee like a pika in front of him, why does he want to become stronger by any means?"

"I don't understand it either. The ghost said coldly. It could be seen from his eyes that he didn't care about this, anyway, the demon god had been sealed by the soul of the five ancestors.

After a long journey, the boat finally passed through the star ring and entered the sky of the Thousand Souls Realm.

Although the Thousand Souls Realm is already a death star, its scale is still terrifying. Suddenly, a terrifying thunderstorm cloud anvil exploded in a yellow-brown part of the planet, and it was thousands of miles wide when it overlooked its majestic scale. The yellow-brown desert was almost entirely covered in thunderstorms.

This kind of handiwork is not difficult to create by ghosts and gods, and nature will never have such a scale.

The first reaction of the three of them was that Ye Qingcheng blew himself up.

"So that guy is so strong!" exclaimed.

"It's very strong, this kind of spiritual power is indeed close to the true immortal Lingwei. The ghost said regretfully: "It's a pity that the successor of the Yun clan did not die in my hands. ā€

When the ghost and his party came to the explosion site, the thunderstorm cloud anvil had completely disappeared, the sky was clear and spotless, the entire desert had turned into a giant palm print thousands of miles wide, and the yellow sand had been scorched by the thunder and had all melted into magma.

The fiery red earth boiled like a sea of blood in the coming morning light.

Inside the tumbling magma, a tragic figure crawled in embarrassment. Leng Qianqiu's body, the tree man, his feet and the vines on his body, were all blown away, and only one and a half of his arms remained, crawling forward in pain. His head was also blown to pieces, and his eyes, nose, and mouth were dripping with ink-like liquid.

He whined and crawled towards the mysterious immortal hanging from the lava.

"Help me, save me......" Leng Qianqiu wailed unusually miserably, no longer seeing the unstoppable arrogance at the beginning.

Behind the mysterious immortal, carrying an ancient thorn spear, he smiled helplessly: "What can I do to save you, your spiritual source is ruined-"

Before he finished speaking, he noticed something unusual, and immediately looked up at the sky dome and said, "Why has this place become lively today?"

After a while, the ghost fell down with the fallen leaves and the cow. The existence of the mysterious immortal was beyond their expectations.

"Are you the guardian here?" the ghost carefully probed his immortal potential, and his heart was secretly shocked. The strength of this mysterious fairy is not weaker than him in the slightest, and even faintly surpasses him.

"Why is this all this?" said the mysterious immortal, "I am also from the human world, and I have not been here for long. ā€

"The human world?" said cautiously, "There are fairies in the human world, but I don't even know it?"

"You're here to talk to me about this?" said the mysterious fairy impatiently.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the ghost had no choice but to stop exploring, he turned his face to look at Leng Qianqiu, who was about to die, and then said to the mysterious immortal: "He has this little bit of water and wood spirit left for me to take away, do you have any opinion?"

"Please take care of yourself. ā€

Leng Qianqiu, who was crawling hard in the lava, was so frightened that he was frightened when he saw the ghost, and screamed while hurriedly retreating, "Don't come here!"

However, the powerful ghost turned a deaf ear, took the ancient urn from Kui Niu's back, and flew towards Leng Qianqiu quickly.

In a few moments, a mutilated, blood-frozen, miserable corpse appeared in the lava. At this point, the four great sub-immortals of hell all died, and the destruction level tribulation of the human world came to an end completely.

However, the remnants of the aura of the four immortals of hell have left a foreshadowing of disasters for the human world in the future.

"What's the use of only this little aura?" The mysterious immortal felt that the ancient urn held in his arms by the powerful ghost was not ordinary, but he didn't know it.

"It's not about you. The ghost said.

"Hey, that kid doesn't seem to be dead yet. At this moment, the fallen leaves lingered on a dark cloud that shimmered with thunder overhead. Ye Qingcheng only had a little spiritual source left.

Kui Niu was shocked and said, "How is it possible?!"

"There's still a little bit of spiritual source left. The ghost said, "It's not far from death." ā€

"Master, I think it's better to break up that thundercloud, so as not to have another accident. Fallen leaves said.

"You have come here, you have done what you ought to do, and you have taken what you ought to take. The mysterious immortal said, "Shouldn't I give an eviction order?"

The ghost found that this mysterious immortal seemed to want to save Ye Qingcheng, he looked up at the dark cloud, and said, "Can you still save him like this?" If you really want to save him, you shouldn't let him be injured like this." ā€

Ye Qingcheng in front of him, let alone his body, at best, only had a little spiritual source left.

"It was precisely because of his final life-and-death struggle that I was impressed and moved the idea of saving him. ā€

Kui Niu's eyes widened angrily and said in a deep voice, "What if we insist on killing him?"

The mysterious immortal drew an ancient spear from behind his back and said calmly, "You can try it." ā€

The atmosphere became solemn, and the ghost looked at the thundercloud repeatedly, and finally snorted coldly: "Let him save! Unless he is the king of Hades in the underworld, otherwise, no one can save this kid." ā€

After finishing speaking, he took the fallen leaves and the cow and went straight to the sky, leaving the Thousand Souls Realm.

After seeing them leave, the mysterious immortal looked up at the thundercloud on the sky dome and sighed: "Once, how I envied you, even hated, and felt that all my luck was taken away by you. Now you're still so lucky. You fell into the realm of mortality, but you met me, searching the entire starry sky, afraid that I can save you. ā€

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and a cyan thunder fire rose up.

............

In the daze, there are dim lights, strange medicinal fragrances, and quaint atmospheres. There is also a kind of extreme weakness, and the laziness that comes with weakness.

Ye Qingcheng's eyeballs rolled under his eyelids for a long time, and finally opened a gap, and saw a vague figure in front of an ancient lamp. The movement of opening his eyes seemed to drain his strength, and his consciousness only lasted for a moment before disappearing.

He passed out again.

This went on and on for a long time, and his soul was finally stabilized and his consciousness was stabilized.

He opened his eyes again, and saw the same dim scene, but this time his consciousness was clearer.

This seems to be a secret room, surrounded by thick stone walls, on which are carved ancient paintings, like some kind of martial arts painting. However, due to their age, many of the engravings are no longer obscure. A figure with his back to him, hands behind his back, was looking intently at the painting.

Ye Qingcheng lay on the stone bed, struggled several times and didn't get up, so he had to lie down and look at the man's back.

It was the back of a young man, eight feet tall, dressed in gray cloth, and not far away leaning on his weapon, an ancient spear. On his bare head, at the back of his head, there was a bunch of small braids, and there was a half-obscured tattoo on the braid.

After seeing this, Ye Qingcheng's eyes widened, and he exclaimed weakly: "Impossible!"

"Hehe, do you think that your cultivation speed is very fast, and I will be left behind by you, and I will never be able to surpass you?"

There are no eyebrows, a pale complexion, shark-like sharp teeth, but the appearance has matured with the passage of time, and it is not so yin. His mood was different, and his smile became easy-going. His overall appearance has not changed, and he is instantly recognizable.

When he was eleven or twelve years old, Ye Qingcheng knew him.

Zen Ziqing, a character who has always been like an enigma.

Ye Qingcheng stared at him incredulously, as if he had never seen him clearly.

"It seems that the good fortune of the world is not monopolized by you. Zen Ziqing smiled: "I also seized an opportunity to change my fate." However, I am no longer an animal trainer, but a guardian of the Celestial Tomb. ā€

"Are you a true immortal?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"Not bad. ā€

Ye Qingcheng sighed coldly, now at the peak of the Three Realms, the first one to become a true immortal in 100,000 years, it is not a powerful ghost, not a green fire crane, not him Ye Qingcheng, not a fire away, not a cold Qianqiu, but a Zen Ziqing that no one can think of!

In addition to being shocked, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh, fate is really unpredictable. It can really be said that in the east and west of the river for 30 years, anyone can turn over. Fortunately, he has never had the habit of looking down on people, otherwise he would really be ashamed of himself.

"Isn't it incomprehensible?" Zen Ziqing picked up the lamp at the table.

"Yes. ā€

"I can't understand who is taking advantage of me. Zen Ziqing said: "I have an oath in my body now, and I can't leave here, but it's useless to leave an empty body for cultivation." But that's when you came. The most infuriating thing is that you are about to collapse the spiritual source, it can be said that there is no one in the sky and the earth to save it, only my source of green thunder can fix your spiritual energy. ā€

"You're talking about a coincidence of fate. Ye Qingcheng said: "You can not save me, although we have a war covenant, I am no longer your opponent, you have no reason to save me." ā€

"That's what I thought, too. Zen Ziqing said: "However, the last palm you used made me sure to save you." After you become a true immortal, there should be a more exciting competition between us. ā€

Ye Qingcheng smiled slightly and said seriously, "Thank you." ā€

"Not necessarily. Zen Ziqing raised his hand and said casually.

"How did you make such a big change?" Ye Qingcheng said, "Did you encounter this opportunity in the Fire Dragon Palace?"

There was finally a mystery in Ye Qingcheng's heart, Bai Ze's bones were in the Fire Dragon Palace, but when Zen Ziqing came out, Bai Ze was obviously following him.

"Not bad. Zen Ziqing nodded and said, "You went in close, and you must have found out, what I brought out was not Bai Ze." ā€

"That's—"

"Don't ask, I have an oath now and can't tell you too much. Zen Ziqing said.

Ye Qingcheng nodded, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity and said, "We are in the Heavenly Tomb now?"

"Of course not. Zen Ziqing said, "This is where I practice. ā€

"The hell fire in the tomb that day, is it dead or alive?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

Zen Ziqing took out a small lizard and a thunder spirit stone, put them beside his stone bed, and said, "There is nothing on this planet, I can only take out this kind of thing, which one do you want to eat?"

Ye Qingcheng shook his head, Zen Ziqing avoided his topic, it seemed that he really couldn't say it.

"Many myths and legends are true, but more of them are just rumors. Zen Ziqing said: "Some things are not as simple as you think, and some things are more complicated than they seem. ā€

Saying the same as not saying it, Ye Qingcheng couldn't guess anything from it, so he was naturally disappointed, "When can you leave?"

"It depends on the guy in the tomb when he gives me the task. ā€

"That guy is still alive?"

"Sort of. ā€

Ye Qingcheng finally got a vague answer.

"You don't have to knock on the side. Zen Ziqing said: "I can only help you so much, you have to slowly recuperate the lost spiritual power, it is not an overnight thing." ā€

Ye Qingcheng realized that he had a physical body!

Before, at most, it looked like a fairy bone, but now it has all grown, and the green thunder immortal source of Zen Ziqing is really incredible. However, he felt that his spiritual power was much weaker, and he could faintly touch the threshold of the true immortal before, but now he didn't even have a shadow. If he wants to cultivate into a true immortal, he probably has to retreat for a long time.

"Your first alliance beast has already arrived half a month ago. Zen Ziqing said: "But I didn't let him in, he kept waiting outside the door." Now you can go back and take care of the human world, and from now on you will be the heaven of the human world. ā€