The sun shines through the clouds and reflects the earth. Paint everything with a layer of gold. Even the blood that flowed turned into a dazzling golden red.

Katsa! A skull fell to the ground, splattering with a large cloud of blood, and the bones rolled aside. Wei Tao took a step forward, and suddenly his eyes were empty.

Without the screaming and madness of the Spirit Cultists, he was the only one facing the long empty street.

And behind it, there is a bloody road that people can't look at directly. A breeze blew, and the rich fishy sweet smell came to my face, as if I was in an endless blood prison, and there were stumps and severed arms mixed together.

Wei Tao slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity. I closed my eyes a little bit. He didn't count how many people he had just killed.

There also doesn't seem to be a need to calculate. What's more, those who have gathered may no longer be called human.

They are not afraid of life and death, they are not afraid of being hurt, and they do not have the fear they should have. It was like an activated killing machine, with a crazy light like a beast in its eyes, and it charged to the death one after another wrapped in red blood mist.

And a few masters hidden in the crowd even brought him a certain degree of trouble, adding a few new scars to the surface of his body.

Little by little, time passed. The sun sets in the west. Black clouds gradually converge and obscure the sky. It brought a damp mountain wind, whistling across the entire inner city.

After a while, heavy rain poured down. The viscous blood stains on the ground were washed away, leaving only the white-soaked corpses, which were buried in the large pit that had just been dug.

The Hong family's mansion. Wei Tao walked through the rain. Listening to the sound of the rain falling, my thoughts gradually drifted into the distance.

"God is manifested, and the world is in chaos."

"Emperor Wu said this a hundred years ago, but it was a prophecy, and the entire heaven and earth became more and more chaotic with the manifestation of the divine will."

"The Xuanwu National Master two hundred years ago, and the Great Zhou Wu Emperor a hundred years ago, the two of them commanded the martial arts masters with the strength level of the first generation, gathered the masters like clouds, and forcibly delayed the chaos for two hundred years. It's a pity that manpower is poor, and the changes in heaven and earth are almost infinite, even if he is as brilliant as the national teacher Emperor Wu, he has only delayed it with all his might, but it is difficult to stop the arrival of the general trend. Wei Tao let out a low sigh and turned his thoughts back to his own cultivation.

Sympathy between heaven and man, martial arts master. Above the anode, the true spirit is mysterious. Now he has already firmly ascended to the Anode Realm.

From the southern frontier to the northern wilderness, from the West Pole to the East China Sea, it is worthy of standing at the peak of many warriors.

And at this moment, what Wei Tao wants to know most is what is above the Xuan Realm. The problems faced by the true spirits and souls can be solved.

Quietly, the method of refining the gods obtained from the mysterious voice emerged in my heart. Wei Tao thought about the deduction over and over again, but finally put it aside.

If it was just other exercises, he might have already introduced them and included them in the status column to practice diligently.

Push all the way to the pinnacle of the inadvancible, and give them a little shock of refining qi and transforming gods, and practicing gods to return to emptiness.

But this secret method of unknown origin pointed directly at the true spirit and soul, but it made him extremely vigilant, and he couldn't make up his mind.

Then, in addition to this method of refining gods, there is still a way to study it in depth. It's a pity that the praying mantis had a murderous intention, and was hunted and devoured by him at the last moment, and he couldn't find out more secrets about Ximu from his mouth.

Otherwise, he has the magical power of Ximu, he only needs to copy and copy, and go down the path of Ximu, how can he be so entangled and hesitant?

Wei Tao walked casually along the path of Hongfu Garden. With one step, he entered a gazebo. Then the second step came out, but the whole person suddenly changed, and disappeared directly into the depths of the dark and rainy night.

A little farther away, Hong Sheng came in the rain, ready to ask for instructions on what dishes to make for supper and what kind of drinks to prepare.

He stopped at the entrance of the garden, as if he didn't believe his eyes, and watched Wei Tao step into the gazebo, and then disappear without warning.

"What did Wei Gongzi say?" Suddenly, a very low voice sounded, waking Hong Sheng up from his lost soul.

The head of the Hong family couldn't wait for a long time, so he ran from the back kitchen to the garden in person, wanting to ask what the situation was.

Hong Sheng blinked his eyes and bit his lip again,

"Father, Wei Gongzi, Wei Gongzi he ......"

"What's wrong with Wei Gongzi?" The head of the Hong family asked eagerly. HONG Shengdao,

"Wei Gongzi, he has become." The head of the Hong family raised his hand to fight, but in the end he just sighed,

"Why don't you kid talk about people, what has become of Wei Gongzi?" Hong Sheng turned his head to look at his father and muttered to himself dreamily.

"Wei Gongzi, you have become an immortal."

"Just now he was still among the flowers, one step came to the pavilion, and then he stepped out, and disappeared without a trace."

"If it weren't for the rainy night, I wouldn't know how to explain what I just saw." Speaking of this, Hong Sheng bit his lip again.

It wasn't until the pain hit and the taste of blood was full that he sighed faintly and continued,

"Since I can feel the pain, then I'm not dreaming, so Wei Gongzi is afraid that it will really happen." Happy Mother's Lair, Pitch Black Stone Palace.

Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes, stared at the familiar scene in front of him, and sat down on the square stone that he had liked most at the beginning.

The feeling of snooping has disappeared. It's just that the headache is getting worse and worse, and it even begins to affect his Lingtai Qingming.

According to the praying mantis, Ximu left her own mark in different worlds through the cobwebs, and used this as a means to strengthen and improve her true spirit body, trying to find a path to transcendence and eternity. To some extent, the path it took was related to the Void Horizontal, at least somewhat similar. ”

"But that's not the point, the real point is the method that Ximu uses to strengthen the true spirit and soul. If I can learn and master it, I will be able to break the oppressive shackles I am facing now and push my martial arts practice to a new level. ”

"So, how exactly does it do it?" Wei Tao thought silently, slowly got up from the stone bench, and slowly paced in the Ximu lair.

At this moment, he inexplicably missed the green praying mantis. It taught him how to navigate the dark passages and told him a lot about them.

In this respect, he had to admit it. It's a pity that in the end, I don't know which of his words was wrong, so it became murderous without warning, and wanted to throw him into the dark passage to fend for himself, but in the end he was torn apart and eaten, and ended up with no bones left.

Wei Tao thought of this, and couldn't help but sigh secretly. If he could turn back time, he might have spared it.

At least it won't be eaten all, and even if it is a leftover head, it would be nice to be able to continue communicating. Suddenly, Wei Tao stopped beside a charred black mark.

His eyes flickered, a slightly puzzled look appeared on his face, and he stared motionlessly at the white light that loomed within.

If he was not mistaken, the light, which was obscured by black and gray, seemed to have changed a lot compared to the last time he observed it.

If this trend continues, the next time he returns to Ximu's lair, this light will most likely disappear directly.

Then, this scorched black mark may fall into silence like the rest of the area. Wei Tao clearly remembered that when he first entered Ximu's lair, there were a total of thirteen scorched black marks, eight of which had become silent and deadly, and only five of them were still shining with white light under the ashes.

A faint chanting sound could be felt from the other side of the white light.

According to the green mantis, each white light corresponds to the cobwebs formed by the happy mother. It connects the world it has been to.

And there, there must be something that attracts the happy mother. As for the scorched black marks that the white light has disappeared, it means that Ximu has disconnected from it.

Some of them do it on their own initiative. Others should have been the sigil completely destroyed, making it impossible to connect to the place again.

Wei Tao slowly gathered his thoughts, and then focused his attention on the scorched black traces. Carefully observe the surging white light that is obscured by the veil, and feel the faint aura emanating from it with all his might.

The next moment, he frowned slightly. Again I heard the pious chanting and prayer, and it came out of it.

He listened intently, but could hardly discern what this intermittent and distracting chant was saying.

I don't know how long later. He stood silent in a corner of the Ximu's lair, as if he had become a humanoid statue.

The white light continues to fade, and it may not take long before it disappears without a trace.

But in contrast, the seemingly non-existent call to prayer has become clearer than before.

"Yin Wei is in the room, and the cockles are in the house; The town of Nakato, the sparkling night walk...... "weeping and complaining songs sounded at this time.

Mixed with the call of prayer, it all came to his ears. Swish!! A wisp of spider silk poked out of his fingertips.

Silently, there were no scorched black marks, clinging to the surging white light. Little by little, time passed.

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The center of the eyebrows beats, and a light that may or may not exist quietly lights up.

It complements the surging white light under the ashes, as if it is one. He was silent for a long time, with a blank expression on his face.

"Void Horizontal."

"So that's the true use of the Void."

"It is indeed somewhat similar to the means of Ximu spun silk nets and left a mark, but it is more mysterious and mysterious than it, perhaps more than a level higher."

"So, let me see what Ximu left here." Rumble! Wei Tao's eyes suddenly bloomed.

The ashes were sprinkled with all the water, and at this moment it seemed to turn into the inky star sand in the dark passage. And the faint white light also turned into a crystal clear spider web at this time.

Just like when he first came to the entrance of the Ximu's lair, only this time he was standing inside, looking out at the dark passage that appeared in front of him.

Instead of being in a dark passage, he is looking through the cobwebs to see what is inside the Coiled Cave. …………………… Although it was summer, the night in the Northern Wilderness was still a little cold.

The wind blew from the sea of ice, carrying a damp and cold breath, hovering in the night sky. If you encounter a warm current from the south, even if it will rain heavily, it will envelop the whole world.

More than a dozen tents form a circle, untouched by the wind and rain. The dim light shines through the cracks in the door curtain, reflecting the ground into an ever-changing light and shadow.

In the central golden tent, a tall man sits cross-legged. On the table in front of him, there was a large serrated knife, which was wrapped with a bloody aura that seemed to be indissolvable.

At the top of the hilt was a hideous ghost's head, and its green eyes seemed to come to life, blinking in the light.

The tall man was expressionless and motionless. Although he kept his eyes closed, there was a cold oppressive aura that filled the entire tent.

It was as if a violent beast was lying here, silenting the two women who were accompanying him. And on the ground not far away, the corpses that were randomly piled up in one place brought the terrifying atmosphere in the tent to the top.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps, and it soon stopped outside the door. The curtain of the tent was lifted. The cold wind came in with the cold rain, blowing the lights burning in the tent flickering on and off.

It was a tall woman who entered. However, when she came to the man's approach, she could only look up to see the face covered with hideous scars.

The woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, taking the opportunity to calm her somewhat fluctuating mood. The tall man bowed his head at this moment and glanced down at her.

At this moment, the tall woman only felt that her heart was being clutched fiercely, and her breathing stopped with difficulty.

A sense of oppression at the level of life appeared in her heart. Subconsciously, she took a few steps back.

For nothing else, I just wish I could be a little farther away from him. Even if she was a goddess who carried the thoughts of the spirit god, when facing this terrifying body, she couldn't suppress the fear that rose from the bottom of her heart.

"That little guy wasn't very likable last time." He reached out and pressed the serrated broadsword, a stiff smile on his face,

"I hope you can put yourself in the right position and not be as arrogant and stupid as he is."

"If the spirit god can come here in person, the old man will naturally bow down and be small, giving the earth immortal seniors the face they deserve, but it seems that it will be difficult for him to make the trip, and he can only communicate with me in this way."

"What's more, you're just a dog raised by the spirit gods, maybe not even as good as a dog, and you don't have the status to talk to me on an equal footing." Being watched by those eyes that did not contain any emotion, the tall woman shuddered, and immediately knelt down with her hands on her forehead, her posture was extremely low and respectful.

"Huh?" The man's eyes flashed, and he slowly reached forward. The tall woman's body trembled, and she raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of horror and dazedness.

Peng! Her body exploded. It turned into a surging blood mist, enveloping the entire tent space.

"I see." The man waited thoughtfully. Silently, everything in the tent became a little unreal.

He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again. In front of you, you can see an elegant garden full of flowers and green grass.

And in the gazebo in the middle of the garden, there is a figure in a snow-white robe.

"I have seen the spirit god, and I thank the spirit god for helping me get out of trouble." The tall man walked slowly, stopped outside the gazebo, and saluted respectfully.

"Mr. Qi can call me Ling Donnie."

"Also, I am not a spirit god, even if I am a god son who carried the spirit god's thoughts earlier, I am now trapped in the last step and have not been able to take any further steps." Facing Zang Zang's somewhat puzzled gaze, Ling Donnie Yen sighed lowly,

"As early as Yijiazi, I had already touched the opportunity to become an immortal, but when I was close to the door, I was so frightened that I didn't dare to really take this step."

"In this way, Ling Donnie's predecessors are willing to be trapped here, not unable to take that last step."

"Yes." The illusory figure in the gazebo said slowly,

"My fear is that if I take that last step, it will be my last step." After a pause, he continued,

"This time, I will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to see you, and I can even go further to help you achieve great things, I just hope that you can help me do one thing." Zang Dao,

"What is the specific matter, please ask Ling Donnie's seniors to say clearly."

"I want you to find a person who is surrounded by Xuanwu Vermilion Birds, Ghost Cars, Snakes, and other mystical thoughts, and then take them down and send them to me." Ling Donnie said slowly, reaching out and pointing lightly in front of him.

Zang couldn't help but squint his eyes, staring at the still tumbling mass of flesh and blood. I could also feel the faint power of the Void of Silence, which continued to overflow from the edge of this mass of flesh and blood.

"This is the essence of the teacher's flesh and blood." He took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly becoming frenzied.

"Late that night not long ago, the Great Zhou Emperor burst into the sea of ice and killed the teacher who had been sealed to death, and even the corpses disappeared without a trace, but I didn't expect a piece to fall into the hands of Ling Donnie's predecessors."

"Not one, but two."

"Originally, I planned to give another piece to the Northern Wilderness King Lord, but unfortunately he left the Golden Horde and disappeared, and may have died in your Far North Ice Field." Ling Donnie Yen sighed,

"I have recently gained an in-depth understanding of the secrets related to the Xuan Bing Sea, with Mr. Zang's strength level, and the bloodline inheritance of that great witch, as long as I integrate the two pieces of flesh and blood essence into my body, there should be a great opportunity to go one step further and achieve a new generation of great witch body."

"And the Great Zhou Emperor is no longer there, you can rest assured that you can go all the way south and complete the things I have requested. When the matter is completed, the second piece of the Great Witch's flesh and blood will also be in Mr. Zang's bag, so I hope that everything will go smoothly and achieve the goals we each want. ”