Chapter 460: Chaos Depths!

The words of the Kurong Divine Monk made Yang feel cold and his killing intent emerged.

During the Great Reckoning, the owner of the golden palm, who had plotted against himself several times and almost knocked himself into the turbulence of time and space, actually reappeared.

"Where is he?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Someone has seen him in the deepest part of the chaos, by the way, he has now secretly taken refuge in the mastermind behind the scenes, and there are most likely strong people sent by the masterminds behind the scenes to protect him in secret."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

"Oh?"

Yang Fang frowned and said, "How do you get into the depths of chaos?" โ€

"After the Great Reckoning began, the Divine Ruins Continent and the Dark Haze, all life, mountains and rivers disappeared, and a lot of chaos appeared in the heavens and the earth, but if you want to enter the deepest part of the chaos, there is only one way, and that is the path from the deepest part of the dark haze."

Kurong Divine Monk said.

"There is a road in the deepest part of the dark haze?"

Yang Fang's eyes flashed.

There have always been too many legends about the dark haze.

In the deepest depths of the dark haze, there are secrets that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Even the mysterious old man who had infiltrated the Blue Star before was extremely concerned about the deepest part of the dark haze and was unwilling to set foot lightly.

I didn't expect that there would be a passage inside, leading to the deepest part of the chaos.

"What does the deepest depths of chaos look like? How could that guy be hiding somewhere? โ€

Yang Fang asked.

"The deepest part of chaos, endless, independent of the long river of time and space, there is no time, no concept of space, just like before the world was opened, not long ago the mastermind behind the scenes liquidated the long river of time and space, a large number of lucky people who have not died, in the middle of nowhere, have hidden in the deepest part of chaos, because although the conditions are harsh, but it is boundless, and it can greatly avoid the pursuit of the mastermind behind the scenes."

Kurong Divine Monk said.

You must know that not everyone can master the independent dimensional space, so many ancient powers can only escape into the deepest depths of chaos if they can't get the dimensional space.

And the master of the big golden hand appeared in the deepest part of the chaos, and the biggest purpose was probably to secretly lay out, preparing to wipe out all the remaining people.

"This guy is really ruthless."

Yang was relieved and surging.

He quickly made up his mind.

I'm going to the depths of chaos once.

On the one hand, it is to solve the cause and effect with that guy, and on the other hand, he has an intuition that most of the deepest depths of chaos also hide a lot of Dao map fragments.

You must know that at that time, the Heavenly Map was shattered, and countless strong people swarmed out, competing for those Dao Maps, who can guarantee that these strong people did not rush out of the depths of chaos?

"If the donor wants to go, the old man is willing to go with him."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

The matter was picked out by him, and if Yang Fang was allowed to take risks alone, he would be uneasy.

Yang Fang frowned and said, "It's okay, then let Master Lao lead the way." โ€

He had never been to the deepest depths of the dark haze, fearing that he might not find his way.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! โ€

The Kurong Monk spoke.

The two of them quickly moved, their bodies flashed, and they left this dimensional space.

After a while, the two of them descended into the darkness and gloom again.

The dark haze after the Great Reckoning is even more gloomy, with barren mountains and hills everywhere, and there are thick cracks on the ground, and there is a lot of chaos between the heavens and the earth.

An eternal, desolate and endless aura spreads here.

The two of them directly sped up and swept towards the deepest part of the dark haze.

The whole dark and gloomy world is beyond imagination.

Even with the current cultivation of Yang Fang and the others, it took them three days to finally come to the deepest part of the dark haze.

Of course, during this period, Yang Fang did not use the power of the [Aurora] Divine Seed.

If not, it wouldn't have been three days.

In front of them, the landscape suddenly changed, and a huge plain appeared as far as the eye could see.

The entire plain was filled with a layer of scarlet blood, mysterious, eerie, boundless, as if there was no end in sight.

In the middle of this huge plain, a narrow river appeared.

There was a ferry boat on it, parked alone.

On the ferry, an old man hunched over sat quietly, motionless, with a lantern in front of him, flickering with a faint green fire.

"Anyone?"

Yang Fang was surprised.

"Endless burial ground!"

The Kurong Divine Monk instantly showed a solemn expression, looked at the endless blood-colored plain in front of him, and whispered: "It is rumored that the endless burial soil has a long history and has become a small world of its own, which can be traced back to the mythical year, and it is a strange place that even the mastermind behind the scenes cannot completely destroy in a short period of time. โ€

"Oh? Is there a place in this world that can't be destroyed by the mastermind? โ€

Yang Fang asked.

"The rumors say so, but whether it's true or not, the old man doesn't know."

Kurong Divine Monk continued to speak: "Legend has it that if anyone accidentally enters this endless burial ground, they will be permanently lost and will never be able to get out again, no matter how strong their cultivation is.

Under this burial ground, many forbidden characters from the mythological era are buried, and their resentment and unyielding faith merge together, which forms the weirdness of the endless burial ground. โ€

The Kurong Monk then pointed lightly to the narrow river in front of him and said, "This river is called the Burial Spring, and it is the only way to lead to the Endless Chaos, and anyone who wants to pass through the Burial Spring can only take that ferry, but if you want to take the ferry, you must lend your life to the old man." โ€

"Borrowing longevity?"

Yang Fanghu was suspicious.

"Yes, whoever boards the ship will pay the price of two hundred years of life."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

"Weird, really weird."

Yang Fang whispered, and suddenly the Cause and Effect Divine Seed and the Heavenly Eye Divine Seed were activated, looking towards the deepest part of the narrow river.

However, he found that in the front area, all cause and effect were broken, and there seemed to be an incomparably strange force in the depths of the deep and strange river that cut off all cause and effect, and it was strictly forbidden for anyone to speculate.

And the Heavenly Eyes Divine Seed is even more so.

Nothing but the endless light of blood could be seen.

"Master Yang, let's go over."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

Yang Fang thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

The two of them walked one after the other, towards the small wooden boat.

The hunchbacked old man on the small wooden boat slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of dark green eyes under his old face, revealing a trace of strange arc.

"Guests from afar, welcome to the Endless Burial Spring, you should know my rules?"

The hunchbacked old man laughed hoarsely.

Yang Fang and the Kurong Monk glanced at each other, and the Kurong Monk clasped his hands together and said, "Good, good." โ€

The hunchbacked old man squeezed out a weird smile again, and his body slowly moved over, first approaching the Kurong Monk, putting his nose to the neck of the Kurong Monk, sniffing lightly, and then sucking it in suddenly.

Call!

Yang Fang clearly saw that wisps of dark golden light flew out of the body of the Kurong Divine Monk, and quickly sank into the mouth of the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man's originally old and shriveled face suddenly quickly turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had eaten some perfect tonic pill.

Then he showed a thick smile, slowly moved again, approached Yang Fang, and sniffed Yang Fang carefully.

Yang Fang suddenly clearly smelled an extremely pungent breath coming from the other party's skin, which was disgusting and retching, like the smell of a corpse that had been parked for too long.

He immediately held his breath and was on full alert.

Call!

Like the Withered Glory Monk, patches of dark golden streamers also flew out of his body.

In an instant, Yang Fang felt that his body was light, as if something extremely important was missing from his body.

He opened the panel and watched.

I saw that the life span column has changed from the previous 28,000 years old to 27,800 years old.

"Sure enough, it's two hundred years less."

His heart froze.

What kind of weird secret art is this?

Just need a light suck to suck the person's life straight away?

Next, he and the Kurong Monk sat directly and honestly in the cabin and began to wait.

The hunchbacked old man sucked enough Shouyuan, showed a thick smile, and did not act immediately, but sat in front of the lantern and continued to wait.

Another time passed.

The figures behind flickered, and several more figures appeared, sneaky, hidden breath, approaching from a distance.

But when they got closer, their faces suddenly changed.

"It's him! Yang Dao! That's Yang Dao! โ€

"Hurry up, how can this guy show up?"

"He's also running for those coffins, get out of here!"

Several figures immediately moved away at an extremely fast speed, not daring to approach a single inch again.

For them, Yang Fang's name was too big.

Not long ago, he fought against the Ancient Demon Yue and besieged the Sword Demon, one by one, one by one, many people saw it, and now Yang Fang has already become a real taboo character.

The name is enough to be ranked with the Sword Demon and the Ancient Demon Yue.

Even if Yang Fang didn't have malicious intentions, they didn't dare to stay longer.

Yang Fang and Kurong Monk were unmoved and continued to wait.

People came one after another, and some people quickly evacuated, and everyone's faces were extremely exciting, and they didn't dare to stay longer.

Finally, after a few hours.

In the distance, a figure approached again.

This is a Taoist in a purple robe, with long black hair, long eyebrows and sideburns, and very handsome facial features.

When he came, he sat straight into the cabin, motionless.

"Hey, here's another one."

The hunchbacked old man staggered to his feet, showed a strange smile on his face, and said, "Even if you are from there, you can't break my rules, you should understand, right?" โ€

"It's here, it's ready."

The Taoist spoke calmly.

"That's good, that's good."

The hunchbacked old man showed a thick smile, put his nose to it, sniffed it vigorously, showed a greedy look, and directly sucked it violently.

Call!

A large streamer flashed.

The hunchbacked old man's face suddenly became more ruddy, this person's physique seemed to have some kind of strange power, it was also absorbing two hundred years of longevity, and absorbing his longevity was far more beneficial than absorbing other people's longevity.

The purple-robed Daoist was motionless, his face was flat, as if he had lost anything.

"Can you sail?"

He spoke calmly.

"Hehe, what's the hurry, at least wait for me to eat, right?"

The hunchbacked old man smiled, his eyes looked at the purple-robed Daoren, Yang Fang, and Kurong Monk, and said with a smile: "Also, on my ship, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to do anything, I hope the three of you understand." โ€

Yang Fang frowned, and instantly realized that the old man seemed to mean something.

Even the Kurong Divine Monk next to him was suspicious, looked at the purple-robed Taoist, and then looked at the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man smiled meaningfully, and continued to sit in the bow of the boat, waiting.

Not much.

In the distance, the streamer flickered, and a cold breath filled the air.

A woman wearing a snow-white dress and a head full of black hair appeared not far away, with a beautiful face and slender legs, and the whole person had an indescribable unique momentum.

When she appeared, a pair of cold and indifferent eyes swept towards the cabin.

Suddenly, a cold light shot out of his eyes.

"It's you, Yang Dao!"

Yang Fang immediately frowned and looked at the woman in the snow-white dress, "Who are you?" I haven't seen you, have I? โ€

"You haven't seen me, but I know you!"

The woman in the snow-white dress sneered, ignored the others, and continued to walk towards the cabin.

Kurong Divine Monk looked at it suspiciously, looked at it carefully, and after a while, he said: "Good, good, it turned out to be the sister of the Ice Emperor, since you have appeared, presumably Sister Ling has completely escaped from the predicament!" โ€

"Eventful!"

The woman in the white dress spoke coldly.

"The Ice Emperor's sister!"

Yang Fang's eyes were cold, and he said, "Xiaodao Fruit World, the Ice Emperor, one of the six black hands? โ€

The woman in the white dress sneered and didn't say a word.

When Yang Fang fought against the Ancient Demon Yue before and besieged the Sword Demon, they all saw it in their eyes, and for them, Yang Fang was definitely a great variable.

Her sister destroyed the Xiaodao Fruit World, and if Yang Fang's shelter was destroyed, countless of Yang Fang's relatives and friends died tragically.

She didn't think that Yang Fang would let it go.

Sooner or later, both sides will be mortal enemies.

"The matter of the Xiaodaoguo world back then, sooner or later, there will be an end, and I will find your sister to settle it out."

Yang Fang squinted his eyes and spoke.

When the Great Reckoning came, he didn't have the strength, but now that his strength has improved, he didn't want to let go of some people back then.

"Really? I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day. โ€

The woman in the white dress sneered.

She walked into the cabin, looked at the purple-robed Taoist, frowned, and finally sat down directly.

The hunchbacked old man at the bow of the boat let out a weird laugh, staggered, walked over slowly, sniffed the woman in the white dress hard, and directly opened his mouth to suck.

Call!

It was a large piece of life that was sucked away by the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man was as if he was completely fed, his face was radiant and full of energy, and his whole face showed an extremely intoxicated look, and he said with a smile: "When you are full, we can leave, ladies and gentlemen, please sit down carefully, don't fall off the boat." โ€

He grabbed the oars and gently rocked the boat.

Suddenly, the whole boat began to move slowly and quickly through the narrow river.

This scene looks unusually weird.

Obviously, the boat was rocking fast, but the areas on both sides were like electricity, and patches of scenery passed by them.

Looking to the sides, you can see patches of blood light, lingering, shadowy, like a bloody hell.

After Yang Fang glanced outside, he quickly set his eyes on the purple-robed Daoist, thinking in his heart.

The purple-robed Taoist had a calm face, his eyes closed tightly from the moment he got on the boat, and he seemed to be indifferent to the things around him.

And just like that, time passes.

As the monk Kurong said, the concept of time and space is completely unfelt here.

I don't know how long it has been.

The jet-black boat finally reached the end of the river.

In front of them, an endless darkness appeared, and the aura of chaos rolled, and patches of chaotic land were endless.

It's like a world like never before.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the place has arrived, please get off the ship."

The hunchbacked old man laughed.

The woman in the white dress glanced at Yang Fang with a sneer, without saying a word, she took the lead in stepping off the boat, her body flashed, and she disappeared into the distance in an instant, and she could no longer feel any breath.

Yang Fang and the three of them followed closely and got off the boat.

"Master Yang, go this way."

The Kurong Divine Monk motioned to Yang Fang.

Yang Fang nodded lightly, glanced at the purple-robed Taoist again, and left this place directly with the Kurong Divine Monk.

The purple-robed Daoist's face was calm, and he immediately took a step forward and walked into the distance.

"Wuxiang God Emperor, this is the guy who made you suffer a big loss, it seems that it is nothing more than that, it's just that, it's important to solve the big matter first, and then come back to settle the account."

He muttered to himself, his body blurring.

Distance.

Yang Fang and the Kurong Divine Monk rushed all the way, quickly shuttling through the dark chaos.

During this period, the Kurong Divine Monk continued to introduce Yang Fang to the situation in the depths of chaos.

"In the deepest part of Chaos, in addition to some extremely strong people who have no way to go and are temporarily hiding here, there are actually some races that are rarely known to outsiders, called the Chaos God Race, but this race is too rare, and they have lived in chaos for a long time and never go out, so people outside rarely know about it."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

"Chaos Protoss? Are they gods too? โ€

Yang Fang asked.

"Yes."

The Kurong Divine Monk opened his mouth and said, "It is said that the Chaos God Species can be traced back to the ancient mythological period at the earliest, and it is the only god clan that survived the mythological year. โ€

"Oh?"

Yang Fang frowned.

But soon he felt the weirdness of this land of chaos.

Suppress cultivation here!

All the true qi and laws are rapidly disappearing.

And the further you go, the more obvious it becomes.

"This is the characteristic of the depths of chaos, the depths of chaos exclude all outsiders, for many outsiders, hiding in the depths of chaos is like being exiled, the conditions are harsh, there are no cultivation resources, they can't exert their magical powers, and they will encounter the terrible chaos gods at any time,

Most of the Chaos Protoss actually hate outsiders, and once they are caught, they will fill them into the demon cave, refine them into pills, and die a miserable death, so no one will choose to hide here unless they have to. โ€

The Withered Monk whispered.

The depths of chaos have the effect of suppressing their true qi and suppressing the law, but for the Chaos God Clan, it has no such effect.

The Chaos Protoss lives here, and it's like a fish in water.

"So, the true qi and laws in our bodies will soon disappear completely?"

Yang Fang opened his mouth in a condensed voice.

"It's not going to disappear completely, but there's not much left either."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

"Where is that guy hiding?"

Yang Fang asked.

"I have an old friend who is not far away, and he is being monitored during this time, just go over and ask."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

"Good!"

Yang Fang nodded.

The two of them swept forward quickly.

It's the same as what the monk Kurong said.

Sure enough, the deeper you go, the stronger that weird feeling of oppression becomes.

Even if Yang Fang has a god seed, it is useless, and he can't stop that kind of suppression.

Finally!

Under a black mountain range in front of him, a simple stone cave appeared, surrounded by a large array, and it was very hidden.

After the Kurong Divine Monk sent out a piece of jade, the large array outside the cave suddenly began to surge rapidly, and a narrow passage emerged.

Kurong Divine Monk and Yang Fang immediately walked over quickly.

"Amitabha, old friend Kurong, you are here."

A monk wearing a withered yellow monk's robe, with tight and thin skin, stood behind the large array with his hands folded, facing the Kurong Divine Monk's luggage.

"Heart-burning old friend."

The Kurong monk folded his hands together and returned the salute.

The thin monk spoke, "The person you kept my eye on before recently reappeared, and the immortal mound hanging coffin appeared in the depths of the chaos, and he went there. โ€

"Oh? The hanging coffin of the immortal mound has reappeared? โ€

The eyes of the Kurong Divine Monk flashed.

Yang Fang on one side suddenly showed deep suspicion.

What immortal mound hanging coffin?

The Kurong Monk immediately explained: "In the deepest part of Chaos, there has always been an incomparably strange inheritance, known as the Immortal Mound Hanging Coffin, which is said to be the tomb of the strong in the ancient mythological period, every once in a while, all the tombs will collapse open, and the coffins will emerge and hang in the air,

At that time, there will be an extremely strange existence to auction these coffins, as long as he can afford the price he wants, he can get the inheritance in the coffins,

Every time the Immortal Mound Hanging Coffin appears, it will attract a lot of powerhouses, and even the Chaos Protoss will be present! โ€

"And this kind of thing?"

Yang was taken aback.

It actually involves the period of ancient mythology?

"Where is the coffin hanging from the immortal mound?"

"Just east of the depths of chaos."

The Kurong Monk spoke.

Then he immediately introduced Yang Fang to the old friend in front of him, and then introduced the other party to Yang Fang.

This old monk, named Xinyan Monk, was actually an ascetic monk who specially selected the Chaos Land for cultivation and had been here for nearly 10,000 years.

Both the mind and the body have been honed to the extreme.

This made Yang Fang couldn't help but secretly speak.

In the end, though, they didn't stay here any longer, and soon set out again.

Yang Fang flipped his palm, and he had already taken out the previous Dao map fragment again, and sensed it carefully in his palm.

An extremely faint connection began to emerge from afar, echoing the Dao map in his hand.

"Sure enough, you've come to the right place, someone is hiding in the depths of chaos with the fragments of the Dao map."

Yang whispered reassuringly.

The previous act of cutting off cause and effect should not have been deliberately done by the other party, but the natural suppression of everything in the depths of chaos, which automatically isolated the mutual induction between the Dao diagrams.

Now that he has truly entered the depths of chaos, with the characteristics of the Dao Diagram, he naturally has a trace of induction.

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Something happened today, and it's too late.

I'm sorry~

(End of chapter)