The sinkhole is bottomless, there are countless boulders horizontally, and there are more fairy light and mist, vast chaos, and the source of all things evaporate.

Every soil and stone here is filled with the breath of ancient desolation, as if breaking free from the long river of time and falling into the fairy realm.

In addition, compared to the Immortal King battlefield in the outside world, the Tiankeng actually seemed extremely peaceful and peaceful.

There was no roar of the immortal battle spirit of the Troubled Ancient Period, and there was no flickering of the law magic power that still permeated the dangerous qi machine to this day.

However, this is only the appearance.

In Zhou Luo's induction, in the depths of the earth under his feet, countless bones were buried. Some of the rocks and soil are dark red, because they were once watered and impregnated with the blood of the strongest.

However, perhaps because the will of the dead strong is difficult to extinguish, this place has not evolved into a place of darkness and filth, but has formed a special kind of burial ground.

That's right, Zhou Luo had an induction in his darkness, and the arrangement here seemed to be very similar to the bottom of the burial abyss, and there must be a connection between the two.

Aware of this, Zhou Luo's heart was a little more graspful, and the expression on his face seemed more relaxed and comfortable.

Since Zhou Luo didn't hide his intentions in the slightest, Lingbao Tianzun on the side naturally discovered the clues.

Lingbao Tianzun had the heart to ask, but Zhou Luo, as an immortal king, was walking on the ground here, carrying him through at great speed.

In the light and shadow, both seem to be not far from the true core of this place.

Seeing this, Lingbao Tianzun temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and it was not too late to ask when he arrived at his destination.

Eventually, the two reached the bottom of the sinkhole and saw a shocking picture.

Lingbao Tianzun couldn't help but tremble with excitement, but Zhou Luo's expression seemed very calm, because he had already seen similar scenes.

In the void, a simple and rough clay pot rises and falls, and in the middle is a restored and complete immortal body.

And on the walls of the crockpot, there are still traces of dried dark red blood.

It is conceivable that in the beginning, the burial in the clay pot was only a bloody corpse.

After millions of years of nourishment, after all, death turned into life, and flesh and blood regenerated.

With Zhou Luo's current cultivation, he can already see the true body of the immortal king in the crockpot, who should be a heroic middle-aged man.

The battle spirit around his people rushed into the sky, as if he had waded through the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and harvested the lives of countless Tianjiao heroes.

The moment he saw the crockpot, Zhou Luo had already determined that this was the place he was looking for.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhou Luo's palm swirled, and even a rag soaked in the blood of the Immortal King appeared.

At this moment, some of the blood stains in the rag actually resonated with the immortal king in the clay pot, and even more vigorous and majestic vitality spread, and the blood stains turned from dark red to bright red.

At the same time, feeling the familiar aura on the shroud, the body of the immortal king in the clay pot was instantly induced, and then there was a supreme qi machine that overlooked the heavens and all the worlds, overlooking the eternal desolation.

"Boom!"

Although, the immortal king in it seems to be the same as the burial master, undergoing some kind of key transformation, and it is difficult to really make a move, but there are also magnificent and majestic divine thoughts falling.

In the face of such a supreme existence, who had already been famous as early as the Immortal Ancient Period, Zhou Luo's face did not have the slightest fear, and he even had the strength to protect the Lingbao Tianzun on the side.

After a moment of confrontation, it was finally Zhou Luo who took the initiative to speak:

"I was commissioned by the Lord of the Undertaker to visit the butchers of yesteryear."

Zhou Luo's words fell, and the power that diffused from the clay pot slowed down slightly, and then more mysterious and inexplicable fluctuations spread.

But Zhou Luo didn't give the other party much time to react, and then continued:

"I have promised the burial master that I will refine the nine-colored elixir in the future, and I will help you at the right time."

Although this place seems to have fallen into eternal silence, there are fluctuations in the void of the Heavenly Dao, indicating that the butcher's mood in the crockpot is not peaceful.

As a generation of supreme immortal kings, even if he is now in the midst of nirvana transformation, the butcher has also deduced in an instant and has insight into the causes and consequences.

Finally, the heaven and earth returned to calm, and only the clay pot in the void rose and fell.

"Hum—"

With the humming of the crockpot, a hazy fairy light burst out from the crockpot. Zhou Luo did not feel the slightest danger and gladly accepted it.

Shrouded in the splendor of fairy light, Zhou Luo immediately realized.

With this basis, he can bring outsiders here, let them understand the avenue here, and realize the Tao and practice.

With the permission of the butcher, Zhou Luo's heart couldn't help but be excited.

To this day, he still doesn't know that the butcher and the burial master have returned this time, not only to turn death into life, but also to try to break through to the realm of quasi-immortal emperors.

And being able to observe its transformation towards the quasi-immortal emperor at close range is a great opportunity for monks in the realm of immortal kings and below.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo immediately turned towards the crockpot in the void and solemnly expressed his gratitude.

The latter replied with a wave of divine thoughts, and then the silence before returned.

"Immortal Emperor Daoyou, this, this?"

Lingbao Tianzun on the side was already stunned when Zhou Luo communicated with the corpse in the clay pot.

Now, seeing that the two had finally finished talking, he spoke, but for a while, he didn't know where to start.

Hearing this, Zhou Luo turned his head and took in the expression of Lingbao Tianzun, and couldn't help but say:

"Don't worry, let me tell you what happened one by one."

Immediately, Zhou Luo began to tell from the time he opened the Nine Dragons Coffin and saw the phantom of the Emperor of the Wasteland, who descended into the Divine Domain, buried the abyss, dreamed for eternity, and successfully survived the catastrophe of the Immortal King......

From the beginning to the end, Lingbao Tianzun always maintained a look of shock and surprise on his face, and he did not calm down until the end.

After a long time, Lingbao Tianzun let out a long sigh:

"I thought that the experience of the poor Dao in the immortal realm was already ups and downs, but I never thought that compared to fellow Daoists, it would be no better than Erer after all."

Lingbao Tianzun's tone was full of relief, and he also had a deeper understanding of the reason why the Immortal Emperor was able to achieve what he has achieved today.

"Eh, you don't need to be presumptuous. If you can realize the Tao here, it will only be a matter of course to become an immortal king. ”

Zhou Luo's eyes were full of smiles, and he invited Lingbao Tianzun to comprehend the charm of the Great Dao of the Butcher's transformation into a quasi-immortal emperor here in the future.

Hearing this, Lingbao Tianzun solemnly arched his hand:

"Then thank you."

In this regard, Zhou Luo waved his hand and wanted to speak-

He suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and a slightly strange expression appeared on his face, and he immediately quipped:

"Lingbao Daoyou, your official business is still busy."

As Zhou Luo expected, the Lingbao Tianzun beside him first looked puzzled, and after a while, he realized something, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

is worthy of being an immortal king giant, even if I have a secret method induction, I can't understand cause and effect as the immortal emperor Daoyou.

Shaking his head and suppressing the complicated thoughts in his mind for the time being, Lingbao Tianzun galloped towards the outside world with the help of Zhou Luo.

Outside the vast and boundless Immortal King Battlefield, the old supreme named Guhe looked anxious, eager to see God and report to him.

"Hum—"

The mist moved, and a young man with a peerless demeanor dressed as a Taoist priest immediately manifested, and it was God!

Furukawa was overjoyed in his heart and hurriedly stepped forward:

"Enlighten God! There is a dark fairy king who has broken into the fairy realm and roamed the realms, but now he is missing, please God hurry-"

Furukawa's heart fluctuated, and while reporting, he raised his head excitedly, and naturally saw the strong man beside God, who was very familiar, petrified on the spot.

"Darkness...... Immortal King? Lingbao Tianzun looked at the Immortal Emperor beside him with a strange expression.

There was a moment of silence, followed by Lingbao Tianzun's laughter:

"Hahaha!"

"God?"

It was rare for Guhe to see Lingbao Tianzun's appearance, and for a while he wondered if the other party had been controlled by the "Dark Immortal King", and he couldn't help but look worried.

Suddenly, Lingbao Tianzun finally regained his composure, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch:

"If he were the Dark Immortal King, I'm afraid this world would already be full of strange creatures."

Shaking his head, Lingbao Tianzun immediately said with a serious face:

"This is a close friend of this seat, and he is definitely not some dark fairy king."

"However, perhaps it was because it suppressed strange creatures that it was sensed by the Immortal Gate."

"You go and inform the major immortal families, don't worry."

Lingbao Tianzun's words fell, but Guhe Old Supreme was still stunned on the spot.

Seeing this, Lingbao Tianzun said helplessly:

"If he is really the Dark Immortal King, he would have made a move a long time ago, so why do you need to wait with me?"

Hearing this, the Guhe Supreme finally realized it as if he had been empowered.

Immediately, he apologized to Zhou Luo again and again, and only dared to leave after receiving forgiveness from the Immortal King.

The episode brought by Guhe's visit also washed away the previous solemn atmosphere, making Zhou Luo and Lingbao Tianzun both physically and mentally relaxed.

After teasing each other, Zhou Luo remembered another thing and took the initiative to ask:

"By the way, I don't know where the fairy bell is now? Just now I was in the Immortal King Battlefield, and I didn't feel its breath. ”

Lingbao Tianzun did not hesitate at all, and replied:

"It's true that the Immortal Bell was in the Immortal King Battlefield before, but it has left not long ago, saying that it is going to find the mysterious place I strayed into in the past, and round a period of cause and effect."

Speaking of this, Lingbao Tianzun couldn't help but shake his head:

"If you want to find there, you need a great chance, even if I can't enter it in the future."

When the words fell, he noticed that Zhou Luo on the other side frowned, so he also reacted:

"Immortal Emperor Daoist, you can't deduce the whereabouts of the Immortal Bell?"

After receiving Zhou Luo's affirmative response, Lingbao Tianzun couldn't help but be surprised, and then suddenly said:

"Yes, it was found after all."

"The legendary land of heaven, the land of creation, the land of strangeness."