As the endless mountain of blood corpses turned into starlight and exploded, Ding Xiaoyi's vision changed again.

Once again, his surroundings changed, and he found himself in a valley like birds and flowers.

It is lush and green, like a paradise.

The phoenix flame essence flew into Ding Xiaoyi's palm.

Seeing the swaying phoenix flame essence, Ding Xiaoyi also shook his head.

Feng Huo Yan Jing couldn't communicate with him, and he didn't know what Feng Huo Yan Jing wanted to express.

He looked around again, and a trail led into the depths of the valley like a paradise.

The Phoenix Fire Flame Spirit became no longer violent, but much more docile.

He couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, could it be that Feng Qingwu came here?

He lifted up his feet and walked towards the path,

After passing through a jungle, I came to a temple of Qionglou.

The palace of the Qiong Tower is like the fairy tower,

There was a layer of immortal mist lingering, and bursts of immortal sounds came out from the palace of the Qionglou Tower.

Ding Xiaoyi came directly to the gate of the Qionglou Palace, and then he pushed open the simple and solemn door.

The fairy voice disappeared the moment he pushed open the door.

The surrounding environment has changed again,

He found himself in an eerie castle.

Where is this Qionglou Palace, it is clearly a ghost castle.

"Ji ......",

An eerie ghost laugh reached his ears.

He lifted up his eyes,

There are several gray statues in this hall.

It's a statue of a demon with fangs and claws,

Each statue showed its sharp fangs, and it looked terrifying and unified.

In the center of the hall, a statue of a giant bird with its wings slightly spread caught his attention.

It was a statue that looked like a Suzaku but was not a Suzaku bird.

An eerie aura emanated from the statue with its wings outstretched.

The bird's eyes shot a cold and gloomy light.

Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look and found that it was not a statue, but a real creature.

"Nether Sparrow",

Ding Xiaoyi recognized this gray giant bird with slightly spread wings, and he couldn't help blurting out.

"Guy, there are people who know the deity, I don't know if it's the deity's luck or your misfortune."

The eerie ghost voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears again, and it was the gray giant bird that made the sound.

"The Nether Sparrow represents death and destruction, and legend has it that the Nether Sparrow is an apostle of death, and I don't know why Your Excellency is here."

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the gray giant bird in front of the hall, and then asked calmly.

The Nether Sparrow is not a Suzaku but an apostle of death.

It haunts hell and the sun.

As the saying goes, it is better to offend the Grim Reaper than to offend the Nether Sparrow.

Because the Nether Sparrow is a hundred times crueler than the Grim Reaper.

"You can go wherever you want, can you kid manage it?"

The gray giant bird flapped its wings, and then said unceremoniously to Ding Xiaoyi.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a small teleportation world left behind by the Grim Reaper, right?"

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The aura of death like a tide shrouded Ding Xiaoyi.

The majestic aura of death turned into invisible mountains, suppressing Ding Xiaoyi to death.

The endless breath of death shrouded in, and the endless and heavy aura of death overwhelmed Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi felt the breath of death of despair enveloping his body like a tide.

It was the energy of the power of the law of death, which gave birth to endless despair.

In the face of the breath of death, he was powerless to resist.

However, the ghost sparrow didn't seem to want to kill Ding Xiaoyi directly, but played Ding Xiaoyi.

Its cold gaze revealed its indifference and contempt for life, as if it could wipe out Ding Xiaoyi with a snap of its fingers.

Although Ding Xiaoyi felt the enveloping of the aura of death, his face did not change at all.

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Ding Xiaoyi was also shocked in his heart.

He knows the god of death, and the god of death is also a legendary deity.

But he didn't expect to see the apostle of death in this space, which made him very puzzled.

Hades is not the god of death, and the god of death can be said to be a god who surpasses Hades.

Where the Grim Reaper came from, no one knows.

The Netherfinite and the Grim Reaper are both legendary beings,

They had already surpassed the laws of heaven and earth and reached the level of the Great Dao.

"The deity is still missing a sacrifice, but unexpectedly, your kid happened to be delivered to the door. Although your cultivation is pitiful, it is better than nothing."

The ghost finch flapped its wings and said to Ding Xiaoyi domineeringly.

It is the Apostle of Death,

It was surrounded by a desperate aura of death, and its cold eyes glowed with a gray light.

The power of the law of death crushed Ding Xiaoyi's body, making Ding Xiaoyi unable to move.

This made Ding Xiaoyi feel bitter.

But he didn't expect to meet the legendary Apostle of Death here.

The Netherfinch is the embodiment of death.

The power of the laws of heaven and earth around Ding Xiaoyi's body flowed in his body like a river, and the power of the laws of heaven and earth couldn't help but resist the power of the law of death.

Rao is like this, Ding Xiaoyi still felt the pressure that was difficult to resist.

It's just that the Nether Sparrow doesn't kill him directly, but uses him as a sacrifice.

As for to whom the sacrifice was made, he naturally knew,

Only the Grim Reaper is qualified to allow the Nether Sparrow to find a sacrificial creature.

"Are you covering those altars?" Ding Xiaoyi was thinking about countermeasures and asked the ghost sparrow.

After the appearance of this ghostly sparrow, all the truth has come to the surface.

The dense altar in the void was laid under the Nether Sparrow, and the purpose was unknown. "You should feel honored to sacrifice for the great Reaper, Lord Death",

The ghost sparrow did not answer Ding Xiaoyi,

Instead, with a flap of his wings, a wild devouring force swept towards Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi flew towards the ghost sparrow uncontrollably.

Then the Nether Sparrow's wings gestured like hands, and a sigil appeared in front of it.

The dark wings of the ghost finch flapped, and Ding Xiaoyi's body was swallowed by the sigil.

His body quickly disappeared into the hall.

A wild suction swept in,

Ding Xiaoyi's body couldn't move for half a minute, but he didn't have any hurry, and the Nether Sparrow was just a projection.

If it is the body of the Nether Sparrow, Ding Xiaoyi will be a little jealous.

But it's just a doppelganger projection, and he doesn't have much to worry about.

Feng Qingwu should have been caught by this ghost sparrow, and he didn't want to make a move so quickly.

Finding Feng Qingwu is the top priority.

His body swirled with the suction of the sigil.

After a few breaths, the wild suction force disappeared.

"Bang",

Ding Xiaoyi's body fell to the ground suddenly, and there was a hard feeling under his feet.

He stared and found himself in the middle of a large altar.

The phoenix flame essence swayed in bursts,

Once again, it became berserk. The phoenix flame essence should have felt the breath of the phoenix light dance.

"Goo, goo, goo,

A sound like a stream of water came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

He found that this place was filled with an endless smell of blood, and the air was also full of blood.

It's dimly lit and grey.

The boulder beneath his feet shook slightly, and he looked around.

This is an altar filled with endless bloody breath,

It was made of several boulders, each of which oozed crimson blood.

The humid air, the smell of blood,

and the huge stone phalanx covered with blood, all of which exuded a strange aura.

"Another sacrifice",

A cold voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and a pair of cold eyes without any emotional fluctuations were looking down at him.

Only then did Ding Xiaoyi discover that a huge bird's head had appeared in the sky above the altar, which was the bird's head of the Nether Sparrow.

"Another Nether Sparrow",

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart.

The Nether Sparrow above the huge altar seemed to be much larger than the Nether Sparrow he had seen in the castle hall.

The Nether Sparrow stretched its wings, and those wings covered the entire altar like a cover of the sun.

"Boom ......",

The Phoenix Fire Flame Spirit became even more violent.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that Feng Qingwu must be nearby.

He wanted to snatch up and look for Feng Qingwu, but his body just came together,

A supreme coercion shrouded it, and the Nether Sparrow in the sky stirred up a desperate aura of the law of death.