Quiet room

Wang Cunye sat silently, silently using mana to refine the drawing, and in the blink of an eye, he used eleven techniques to lift the ban, but attacking the bronze seal in his hand only unlocked the three layers of peripheral prohibition, just making it float in the void, and the green qi was faint, and that's it

Wang Cunye was not disappointed at all, but looked forward to it more and more, now Wang Cunye is an earth immortal, and he is proficient in lifting the ban, it can be said that there are not many who cannot be opened, and it is extraordinary to be able to leave such a ban!

Moreover, Wang Cunye could feel that there was at most one layer of this bronze seal, and at that moment, he used the twelfth lifting technique, and a ball of golden light seeped through.

Wang Cunye's face turned slightly pale, quietly waiting for the bronze seal to change.

"Huh, or not?" After a while, seeing that it was still like this, Wang Cunye thought about it, and a turtle shell appeared in his hand out of thin air, and the moment it appeared, there was a "snap", and a black light swept through.

Before coming to the world of Liluo, the earth suddenly descended on the sky with brilliance, which covered the infinite heaven and earth, through the past and the present, and the spiritual light that came destroyed everything......

Wang Cunye is in the underworld, the heavenly realm is not clear, but the underworld and hell have seen it personally, and the heavy underworld and hell cannot resist the endless spiritual light falling, and the incredible karma and rules of hundreds of millions of years have been extinguished, and the reincarnation disk has been shattered, and one of them has evolved into this turtle shell, and it is this turtle shell that escorted him through the void and darkness to this Liluo world.

Originally, when the earth was intact, the turtle shell suppressed the ghosts and gods throughout the ages, this is the great road, it is the rule of the world, although it is now broken, the power is less than one billionth. But the essence is still there.

Therefore, he swept it up, only to hear the sound of "poof", the ban cracked, Wang Cunye no longer used this turtle shell, afraid of damaging it, and immediately stretched out his hand to draw in the air, and suddenly one after another golden runes. have been integrated into this bronze seal, I don't know how long it has been, a stream of information has flowed in Zhihai. Let him know the roots of the bronze seal.

"It turned out to be the natal artifact of the fallen gods. Wang Cunye thought, and the next moment, a scene appeared in front of him.

A mountain is majestic, majestic, and lush. There are many streams and springs in it, and the clouds and mist are shrouded in the middle of the mountain, and this is known to be the spiritual energy.

Wang Cunye knew that this was the imprint inside, and he saw that on the mountain peak, the green cypress covered the pavilions and pavilions, and there were streams murmuring, and the winding paths were secluded.

Densely packed, full of ghosts and gods and soldiers, all of them with solemn faces, looking at it from afar. Implicit in the color of worry and fighting.

Wang Cunye followed his gaze and saw a row of people on the stage, and a person in the middle was wearing a green robe embroidered with purple lines. But it is a princely bearing, a pair of eyes looking far away, deep and majestic.

Only then did he feel a little, Wang Cunye only felt that his body froze, and a coercion fell on his body, making him have the urge to bend his knees and bow down.

"Hmph. Just a trace of imprint, and you still want me to bow my head!" Wang Cunye sneered, but he didn't care about it.

The whole scene blurred for a while, and gradually cleaned it again, only to see this person say: "Heaven and earth inspection, this monarch is not for sacrifice, not for blood food, with this mountain as the foundation, to build the domain of the underworld, just for the ten thousand ghosts Shen Lun, leaving them a way to live, but also for the separation of people and ghosts, without affecting each other." ”

"I don't want today's catastrophe, although my body is not a pity to die, but this realm of the underworld cannot be broken. ”

As soon as these words fell, all the surrounding ghosts and gods bowed down and bowed: "The lord rest assured, even if the ministers die, they will keep the lord and the underworld from losing." ”

At this moment, the green qi in the distance rose to the sky, and there was a faint Taoist stepping forward.

Seeing this situation, Wang Cunye's heart moved and remembered a deed.

"Artemisia Mountain, six thousand gods, with Artemisia Mountain as the capital, open up the underworld, preside over life and death, and worship the blood food temple of the Shi Dynasty!" This is a positive description of this Artemisia Mountain Jun.

But on the Tao scroll, there is a saying: "People have the most ascetic hearts, worship the Tao, and the spirit of heaven and ghosts are eager to criminal, or encounter illness, or go to prison, or gradually make poverty, every order to touch the evil, the ghost of Artemisia Mountain, so it is advisable to curb it urgently, the Taoist monarch sent 100,000 Taoist soldiers, cut down!"...,

It means that when the Taoist cultivates, the heavenly spirits and ghosts will come to invade, and when they encounter illness, prison, and poverty, their executor is the ghost of Artemisia Mountain (Artemisia Mountain Jun), so they crusade against it.

These scrolls are ancient records, and at that time even the Emperor of Heaven was called "the spirit ghost of heaven"!

The Taoist scripture says: "God does not eat and drink, the teacher does not receive money, although he is called the Emperor of Heaven, he is really a blood-eating ghost, he is good at power, he blames people for temples, asks people to feast on shrines, disturbs the people, slaughters three animals, costs tens of thousands, pours money and exhausts his property, does not receive his blessing, but suffers from it, dies in vain, cannot be counted, so he can be justified!"

Wang Cunye was thinking about it, and saw that the Dao soldiers below were faint, these Dao soldiers were not flesh and blood, but they were first-class Yin soldiers, and under the order of a Daoist, they were immediately killed.

And at this time, this Artemisia Mountain Jun also gave an order, and a large number of underworld soldiers were killed.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, he saw a Taoist in the distance suddenly "huh" and looked over, which made Wang Cunye suddenly feel a chill, and his heart moved, and he was about to leave, but his body couldn't move.

This person's eyes flashed with a mysterious and mysterious rhyme, and he said, "Who, who is where?"

How is this possible, this is just a memory of a little imprint, how can it be possible to see me?

Wang Cunye was shocked, at this moment, he only felt that this gaze passed through time and space, and he had to see through everything about himself, and even assimilate himself.

The black light flashed, everything in front of him drooped and declined, and in the void, the mountains, divine power, and scenes gradually turned into dust, and even the Daoists inside were destroyed!

Wang Cunye said "ah", but he opened his eyes and couldn't help oozing cold sweat.

This Daoist is the Daojun?

Either it is to plant the Dao seed in the imprint and start it as you explore it, or it doesn't matter if there is no ontological clone, as long as there are traces of existence, even if it is the memory of others, it is in the net.

Wang Cunye pondered for a moment, looked at the turtle shell, and gradually sneered, if it was really the same as the main body as long as there were traces, Dao Jun would have been able to fight against the Emperor of Heaven and even kill him.

It seems that he planted the Dao seed in advance and activated it as he explored, so he didn't know his intentions.

Snorted coldly, and without hesitation, the black light of the turtle shell swept over, and it devoured and suppressed the bronze seal, only to see the cyan mutilated runes resisting, but they were swallowed by the turtle shell, and a little cyan faint purple aura was about to fly out, but it was swept away by the black light, and it was still devoured.

At this time, a large cyan seal with all kinds of simple and authentic characters appeared in front of him.

Wang Cunye called again, and a divine seal appeared, thick and solid, shining golden with a little red light, hanging from above, turning into a silk curtain of light and falling, but it was the Ten Divine Seal.

The Ten Directions Divine Seal is Wang Cunye's magic weapon, connecting the two worlds of virtual and real, but the time is not long, and the power is not strong.

However, compared to the cyan seal, his own law seal is a few levels behind, and the only thing to rely on is that the cyan seal is not only ownerless, but also incomplete, and there is still an opportunity to take advantage of.

Wang Cunye sat on the couch, silently Yun Xuangong, the Yuan Shen became a golden fetus, which faintly has a gold with a green true text, but it is the "Qinghua Treasure Urn", it is a little bit refining this cyan seal, and it is annexed by the Ten Divine Seals, only to see the wisps of clouds coming and going to evolve, the Ten Divine Seals, hundreds of true texts gradually condense a little Divine Jar, seeing the formation of a Divine Jar, Wang Cunye did not dare to slack off, and squirted out again.

I saw that the cyan seal was gradually decomposed, and each of them turned into true texts, and they were constantly absorbed by the ten directions divine seals, even if it was an earth immortal, Wang Cunye's true yuan was rapidly consumed.

In the end, with the help of Wang Cunye, the Ten Directions Divine Seal devoured the last divine urn, only to hear the sound of "boom", Wang Cunye suddenly had a feeling of being connected with its blood.

As soon as my mind moved, I saw that the original red color of the ten seals had all disappeared and turned into golden yellow, but the patterns on it were cyan...,

"Great goodness!" Wang Cunye sighed, just wanted to experience the power of this seal, so he put himself into it, and the mutation was born, Wang Cunye had a feeling of falling into the darkness, but in an instant, Wang Cunye felt that this process was controllable, and it was a mysterious power in the Ten Directions Divine Seal that guided him, and he gave up resistance and turn back at the moment, and in the blink of an eye, he threw himself into a deep world.

This is water, there is no boundless water, Wang Cunye only glanced at it, and he realized: "This is the sea, and it is the bottom of the ocean!"

The bottom of the sea is gloomy and dark, and there is no light in sight, and the deep breath of death is permeated, and a layer of dark and dark air is contained in it, just by feeling it, I feel the power that can command the soul to sink forever.

Wang Cunye was startled, and was about to react, but he found that the gold was sheltering him with cyan power, and this trace of aura did not catch his spiritual sense.

Not only that, the turtle shell shook slightly, but it was absorbing this breath slightly, and after absorbing it, it buzzed and sounded, showing that it was very excited.

Wang Cunye settled down and watched this layer of dark and dark gas running on the bottom of the sea, occasionally approaching creatures in the sea, suddenly bursting out of clumps of blood, turning into white bones, and sinking to the bottom of the sea.

How many of these creatures there were? No one could tell, except for the accumulation of bones, glowing with phosphorescence, emerging from the bottom of the sea.

"We cross the sea of death to the heretical world. ”

"The gospel of the Lord will be sown on the earth!"

The bones of death, more and more, the slightest trace of dead air filled, gradually seeping into the sea water, piling up waves!

"The Lord is with me, and the Lord is the destination of death, the end of all life. "There was a faint singing voice from the countless bones, strange to say, an ethereal, thorough, indescribable sense of belonging, completely devoid of the horror and ugliness of death.

Wang Cunye was shocked, and suddenly understood that this was the power of the evil god, and it was the first time he had directly observed this power.

The power was magnificent, ethereal, and with an indescribable sense of belonging, he held back a palpitation, and as soon as the turtle shell moved, a black light poured into his spiritual sense.

In an instant, everything in front of me was different, before it looked, I only felt that this gas was dark and dark, as if it was gray, but at this time, it looked like it was pure blue, with a hint of purple, running in this sea area, infiltrating, changing!

But the moment I saw through it, I heard an angry roar: "Who, who is snooping?" (Welcome to your support, is my biggest motivation.) )