"Alas, you shouldn't have come, everything is fate!" The thin black-robed old man shook his head and sighed softly.

"Ancestor, we don't want to come either, accidental intrusion, accidental intrusion, please also ask the old ancestor to show us the way, let us go out!" Bakui Ancestor hurriedly exclaimed, looking very pitiful, and he didn't know if he was really scared or pretended.

"Alas!" The old man sighed, not looking at them from beginning to end.

"Ancestor, please show me the way!" Ba Kui Ancestor exclaimed.

"Once you have entered this place, there is no way out, go forward, maybe you can survive in a desperate situation and find a way to live." The old man sighed and said slowly.

"Where is the way forward? Please also ask the ancestors to make it clear. Bakui Ancestor said in a low voice respectfully.

"Ancestor." Just when Bakui Ancestor was about to ask again, Yang Ji said in a deep voice, "Brother Bakui, don't ask, this is also a photo of time." ”

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and reached out to touch the black-robed old man, but as soon as his palm passed through, it was like air.

"It's really a photo of time. Is he also a phantom left in the long river of time? Bakui Ancestor was a little surprised, surprised, and shook his head, "No, no, it's an illusory shadow. But how do I feel like he's waiting for us? ”

"Does Brother Ba know the calculation?" Yang Ji said slowly.

"Extrapolation? You mean, he calculated that we would be here, leaving us with an illusory shadow millions of years ago? Bakui Ancestor was taken aback, "What kind of strong person can do this?" ”

"If I'm not mistaken, this senior should be the ancestor of the Life and Death Immortal Sect, the Daoist of Life and Death! I have seen him in the fragmentary memory pictures of Jian Wushuang's predecessor, he is a quasi-immortal king-level powerhouse. Yang Ji said in a deep voice.

"Ancestor of the Life and Death Immortal Sect, Dao of Life and Death?" Bakui Ancestor was taken aback, and then frowned and said, "The Dao of Life and Death, his old man said that we shouldn't come here, is there a great danger ahead?"

"Perhaps!" Yang Ji nodded solemnly, the development of the situation had exceeded his expectations in his heart.

"Bakui Ancestor, Brother Yang, what should we do now?" A group of Red Dust Immortals looked at Ba Kui and Yang Ji, and the two of them were the most powerful in the audience, they were super powerful of the True Immortal Species, and they could easily kill other Red Dust Immortals.

"What else can I do? The old man of the Tao of Life and Death said that if he entered this place, there would be no way out, and he could only move forward in order to find a glimmer of life! Bakui Ancestor's face was solemn, "I hope that Ancestor has suppressed everything back then, let's go!" ”

Everyone only felt that all this was too incredible, and the characters of millions of years actually counted today's things, and left a phantom waiting for them, and everyone felt that it was too evil.

At this moment, there is no choice but to move forward.

After walking for a long time, there was also a faint light in front of the road.

Everyone unconsciously came to the end of the road, and the vision ahead gradually widened.

An endless desolation and death came into view.

The dim light, the bare and dilapidated rotting earth, where even weeds are rare, is full of dead silence, withering, and coldness, and it is truly a dead land!

Everyone slowly walked out of the corridor and stepped on the place of death.

As far as the eye can see, the dead place is silent, and the trees here have no leaves, all of them are half-rotten, as if they have been drenched by acid rain, and everywhere is full of dead air.

The trees in the forest are sparse, the yin qi is particularly heavy, and there is a faint atmosphere of forest.

The ground under his feet was gray-black, and it smelled of decay peculiar to the old forest, which was very unpleasant.

As far as the eye could see, there were many small swamps on the ground, and there was a faint mist floating on them, and there were bones in the black mud in addition to rotten branches.

The place is filled with putrefaction, foul-smelling hues.

Everyone frowned, and their hearts were quite heavy.

"Bakui Ancestor, what should I do now?" And they looked at him.

"Brother Yang, what do you think?" Along the way, Yang Ji was the most calm, and Ba Kui faintly felt his extraordinary, and asked for his opinion at this moment.

"Take a step, look at a step!" Yang Ji said in a deep voice.

"Do you hear that, take a step by step, and your eyes will brighten up a little, you know?" Bakui Ancestor snorted in a thick voice and glanced at everyone.

"Okay Ancestor!" The red dust immortals nodded and walked forward slowly.

It didn't take long to go.

In the distance, a magnificent building came into view, a series of ruined palaces.

A faint mist floated around the palace, and there was a dead silence inside, and the palaces were like creeping giant beasts, which made people's hearts depressed.

"Palace? What is this place? Bakui Ancestor was moved, opened his eyes, and watched back and forth.

"Look inside, why are there so many necromancers in there, are they fighting?" Someone suddenly whispered.

"That's it." Everyone looked over, and saw that there were a large number of Immortal Armor Army and the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect fighting in that palace, and the battle was fierce, and there were lives dying every moment.

"It's not a necromancer, it's the kind of time I encountered in the Yongdao, it seems that the Xianjia Army entered the inner world that the Dao of Life and Death put outside." Yang Ji said in a deep voice.

"What? Brother Yang said that this is the inner world of the Taoist of life and death, his old man? "Ba Kui Ancestor was not a little surprised.

"Exactly!" Yang Ji nodded.

"It's miserable and lifeless, it's not like a good place!"

"Why are you so unlucky, chasing the immortal weapon and breaking into here."

Everyone frowned and sighed.

"Don't say it, keep an eye on the surroundings, let's go over and have a look." Bakui Ancestor led the way, and everyone walked over slowly.

The closer he got, the clearer the image of the battle became, it was the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect and the Immortal Armor Army fighting.

Every moment someone dies, and the true immortals seem to be very fragile in the face of such a tragic battle, they keep coughing up blood and keep falling.

But there are also the strongest who shine brightly, and the terrifying spells fill the temple, sweeping in all directions, and countless immortal armor armies frequently burst.

There are also masters in the Immortal Armor Army, and they burst out with terrifying combat power, and the majestic power shook the heavens and the earth, pressing the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect to retreat step by step.

The two sides fought to the death, and they were both red-eyed.

Yang Ji learned from the sporadic pictures of Jian Wushuang's predecessors that these immortal armor armies came for the top-level immortal art "Life and Death Seal"!

Only then did he understand at this moment how precious a top-level immortal art was, and it would fall so many immortals for this. A quasi-immortal king was fell, and a super immortal sect was destroyed.

For a long time, Yang Ji's luck was good, and he had obtained several incomplete top-level immortal arts, so much so that he ignored the preciousness of top-level immortal arts.

In other words, with his current experience, he couldn't accurately understand the importance of top-level immortal arts.

It was only at this moment that he understood that a top-level immortal technique could destroy a super immortal sect with a quasi-immortal king.

And he has several incomplete top-level immortal arts, this kind of opportunity is simply against the sky, even those heavenly pride in the fairy world, it is estimated that it is difficult to compare with him.

The Immortal Armor Army fought with the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect.

Dead, all dead!

The image was repeated again, and Yang Ji and the others came back to their senses, their expressions were a little solemn.

"What is this war for?" Bakui Ancestor said calmly, he was puzzled in his heart.

Although Yang Ji saw some sporadic pictures, he didn't say it.

"Listening to the tone of the old man of life and death, there should be an unknown danger here, we must quickly find a way out and get out of here." Ba Kui Ancestor said in a condensed voice.

Everyone nodded, and then continued on the road, passing through the large hall, and saw the images left by the countless Immortal Armor Army fighting with the disciples of the Life and Death Immortal Sect.

Life and death!

It's a battle of interest.

Everyone looked at the time along the way, walked for nearly half an hour, and finally walked out of the temple and came outside.

After a few more days of walking, they saw some more temples.

The dilapidated palace covers an area of unknown miles, and the photos in it flash, and the battle is endless.

A few days passed in a hurry, and Yang Ji and the others passed through many dilapidated palaces and saw many photos of earth-shattering battles, which were very tragic.

They also went to the palace to look for divine weapons, elixirs, and some treasures, but they didn't get too much.

Either destroyed by the Great War, or eroded by the years.

The ancestor of Bakui found a piece of wood that had not yet decayed, and the divine soldiers were all decayed under the death air, but the wooden block was only half-decayed, which showed that it was extraordinary.

Walking through the large ruined palaces, the view is even more open.

The sky was still dark and low, as if it were within reach.

The desolate land is boundless, endless, and in the dim light, it gives people great oppression.

At first glance, there was not a single grass on the dark ground, and there were hillsides in the dead ground, but it was low and bare, and the vegetation on it had no leaves, only branches, as if it had been burned by fire, and the whole body was pitch black.

Death, cold, out of step with the anger of the crowd, makes people very uncomfortable.

"Where is the end here? Why don't we fly? Just be careful. Someone suggested in a condensed voice.

"Good!" Bakui Ancestor muttered, "Then everyone be careful!" ”

"Understood!" Everyone present is a red dust immortal, who has cultivated for so many years, almost all of them are human spirits, and they are familiar with the way to save their lives.

As the words fell, everyone used the art of concealment and flew into the sky.

But just after flying not far away, everyone was surprised to find that there was a breeze around them, and then like a tornado, it rolled bigger and bigger, and in a moment it whined, and a tornado that connected the world to the ground enveloped everyone.

"Yellow Wind?"

A yellow tornado enveloped the crowd.

"Why did the wind suddenly pick up?"

"This is the Yellow Spring Yin Wind?"

"It's not good, this wind is too powerful." A red dust immortal of the Yin clan suddenly exclaimed, a wisp of yellow wind corroded his immortal protection in the blink of an eye, Rao is cultivation of the body protection immortal technique, he was instantly injured, his clothes were tattered, his flesh and blood were cut, and it hurt so much that he was directly cut off a layer.

"Yin boy, are you alright?" Ba Kui on the side found out about his miserable situation, and hurriedly expanded his immortal gang protective shield and wrapped him.

But in an instant, he also screamed, and the yellow wind actually eroded his Xiangang protective shield, hurting his flesh.

The next moment, everyone was surprised to find that their own Xiangang protective shield had also been eroded.

"No, it's weird." Everyone was shocked and moved, and hurriedly sacrificed magic weapons to protect themselves.

But

When the yellow wind tightened, a sneering sound quickly sounded outside their magic weapon, and it was obviously being eroded at an extremely fast speed.

"This yellow wind is strong, let's fly away quickly!" Bakui Old Ancestor's protective shield was also eroded by the yellow wind in an instant, which startled him, and he hurriedly shouted and teleported away.

However, the yellow wind is like a bone appendage, not falling a little, but getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing that the tornado was getting bigger and bigger, especially the largest next to Bakui Old Ancestor, Yang Ji frowned at the rear, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't fly, stop quickly, it's the yellow wind that only swings when you fly, and this so-called 'wind' is not the wind, but the manifestation of the rule of death." ”

"The manifestation of the rule of death?" When Bakui Old Ancestor heard this, his body shook, and he reacted violently, and hurriedly ordered everyone to stop and slowly descend to the ground.

"Mixed Element Umbrella!"

Bakui Ancestor sacrificed a defensive immortal weapon and said, "You all come in!" ”

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly ran into it.

Woooooo

The yellow wind was like a sharp blade, frantically blowing the mixed yuan umbrella, making a piercing sound like a knife scraping bones, and everyone didn't dare to come out, it was really too powerful, as if a supreme immortal was attacking them.

Woooooo

The yellow wind continued to blow.

Gradually, I heard the wind outside much quieter.

"Don't move, the yellow wind is getting smaller and smaller." Bakui Ancestor said in a deep voice.

Woooooo

The yellow wind swept wildly, but for a moment, there was no movement outside.

Apparently the yellow wind has stopped.

After a cup of tea, the yellow wind outside finally dissipated.

"This yellow wind is weird, is it really the rule of death?" Everyone got out of the mixed yuan umbrella, looked around, and wondered.

"We didn't see the yellow wind when we walked, and the yellow wind rose as soon as we flew, and the yellow wind blew around us, maybe it was really as Brother Yang said, it was because of the flight!" Bakui Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"The yellow wind turned by this death rule is too powerful, don't fly." Yang Ji looked at the flesh on his arm and frowned.

"It's weird here, it's either death or death rules? If Brother Yang hadn't found out in time, we would have continued to fly for a while, and it is estimated that the yellow wind that enveloped us would be the size of a palace, and we would have been in danger of being doomed at that time. ”

The crowd was still in the grip of the heart.

"Alas, my hybrid umbrella is damaged!" Bakui Ancestor looked at his immortal artifact, a little distressed.

"It's a dangerous place, there are so many unknowns, we need to be more careful. I think we should verify it first to see if this yellow wind is caused by flying. Some people still don't believe Yang Ji's words and say so.

"Okay, I'll verify!" A red dust fairy immediately flew up lightly, and as the flight accelerated, the yellow wind really shook around him again, seeing this scene, he immediately fell, and the yellow wind slowly dispersed.

"This yellow wind is really caused by flying, and it seems that we have to walk." When everyone saw this, they understood.

"Brother Yang, it doesn't matter to you, I have a healing pill here, do you want to take one?" Bakui Ancestor looked at Yang Ji, feeling that Yang Ji was becoming more and more mysterious and powerful, as if he knew everything, and felt more and more in his heart that maybe he could only go out by following him.

"Out of the way, skin trauma!" Yang Ji waved his hand.

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