The city is sparsely populated, ruined and ruined, and lonely like an empty city, floating at the edge of the world.

Yun Luoying was weak, but there seemed to be a flame burning in her heart, warm and stinging, and a white light could be faintly seen.

She walked alone in the snowstorm, as thin as a piece of paper.

The mountain path under your feet is long and steep, and the exposed part is soaked by the cold, showing a pitch black and transparent, iron-like color.

She made it to the top of the mountain with difficulty, only to see two stone lions like ice sculptures standing at the entrance of a ruined mountain temple.

Yun Luoying pushed open the hidden temple door and stepped on the mottled bluestone in the temple, making a "creaking" sound.

"You're here......"

She heard a hoarse voice, as if coming from a dying corpse.

There was a red fire in front of him, and beside the firelight was an old man with a dead face, with yellow hair, like a clump of weeds, forked by a dead branch.

Yun Luoying felt that the old Tao was familiar, and asked involuntarily, "You seem to have been waiting for me for a long time?" ”

Lao Dao let out a giggle laugh, like a crow filling a crockpot with stones: "It won't be long, maybe a hundred years?" Or maybe for a moment? ”

In the mountain temple, there are cracked green bricks everywhere, weeds taller than people, cold winds, cracks, and cobwebs sticking.

Yun Luoying was very curious, blinked her eyes and asked, "Why are you waiting for me?" ”

Lao Dao also opened his eyes, but there were no eyeballs in his sockets, as if they were chaotic.

He approached Yun Luoying, pulled out the hairpin made of dead branches on his head, and slammed it into Yun Luoying's heart.

Yun Luoying looked at Lao Dao expressionlessly, and was actually a little playful, and seemed to think it was very funny.

She didn't feel any pain, and let Lao Dao rummage through her heart with a withered branch: "What are you looking for?" ”

Lao Dao narrowed his eyes, and light seeped out of the two gaps, and he seemed to be in a good mood: "The heart has been combined, and it will soon grow into a spiritual weapon!"

He said casually, as if he were commenting on a magic weapon.

Yun Luoying nodded in amazement, but didn't feel anything wrong: "Who are you?" ”

The old Taoist priest was stunned, and his body became blurred, as if it did not exist: "Who am I?" ”

He laughed wildly, and his voice rolled like a tide, shaking the entire mountain temple: "You don't care who I am, I know you want me to save that kid!" But that kid doesn't need me to save him! ”

Yun Luoying opened her mouth, hesitated for a while, and then said: "You are the master of the lion camel world, you are manipulating everything, what do you want Ji Yuan to do?" ”

The old Taoist priest stretched out two thin fingers, silenced his mouth, and said with a smile: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" ”

Yun Luoying still didn't give up, and continued: "Can you send me back?" I want to stay with him. ”

Lao Dao looked up at her and showed a meaningful smile: "You finally came out of the illusion, don't you want to see the real world outside?" ”

Yun Luoying glanced at the wind and snow outside the window, the time and space here were vast, and it seemed to be tens of millions of times larger than the Lion Camel Country.

"This is the world? The real world?"

Yun Luoying silently felt the barrenness and dead silence here, and there was no trace of aura.

In other words, there is no way for her to cultivate here, and the mana in her body will only decrease day by day, and finally she will be depleted and become a mortal.

"What is true? What is false again? If the world of the lion camel is illusory, and I am born from the unreal, even if I am illusory, how can I reach the real world? ”

Lao Dao suddenly coughed violently, and he seemed to turn into a phantom: "You can come here, not only because I want you to come here, but also Ji Yuan's will......"

His expression suddenly became fierce, and he let out a low roar: "I don't have much time, and there is no way to lure anyone out!" If Ji Yuan wants to come out, in addition to relying on himself, he must also rely on the cause and effect between you! ”

Lao Dao let out a tired sigh and slowly closed his eyes: "Moreover, I have something for you to do." ”

Yun Luoying was thoughtful, and said softly: "Cause and effect? ”

......

The Abyss of the Earth, the Tree of the World.

The ghostly tentacles wrapped Ji Yuan's body tightly, and the demon pupils on it blinked, gradually melting and absorbing his flesh and blood.

Ji Yuan felt as if he had become a liquid, flowing in the veins of the World Tree, about to reach a certain branch, become nourishment, and make it blossom and bear fruit.

At the same time, in addition to the Blood Rain Demon Lord, there were also thirteen mysterious masters, surrounding the void turbulence, looking at the crown of the World Tree.

There's a huge fruit there!

The fruit is surrounded by purple-black, snake-like sinuous blood vessels, constantly agitating, like endless nutrients in the tree of the world, all poured into it, and the majestic essence turns into mountains, seas, and thunder......

The fruit itself resembles a pale jade-colored giant egg with nine orifices on it, which seem to be equivalent to the nine orifices of the human body.

Anyone who has nine tricks can become immortals!

In the giant egg-like fruit, a formed embryo can be faintly seen, like a fetus in the mother's body.

The essence swims through the fruit, drilling through the holes and drilling up, as if a living person is breathing.

The Blood Rain Demon Lord's eyes were fixed on this fruit, and he knew that there was some kind of spirit fetus in it, which could almost be regarded as an innate god!

"This fruit is pregnant with an innate spirit fetus, the essence of life is noble and powerful, if nothing else, there are almost no limitations to cultivation in terms of qualifications!"

In his mind, he recalled that the rumored victory over the Buddha was the incarnation of a congenital spirit fetus, but there were slight differences.

One popped out of a rock, and the other grew out of a tree.

"This fetus's consciousness is extremely pure, without any impurities, and it is a master of fugue from birth! I can even give up my physical body and inject all the essence into it, hatching the spirit fetus in advance, so that it will be contaminated with my breath! Then use the means of reincarnation to be reborn in the spirit womb! ”

The Blood Rain Demon Lord's eyes flashed fiercely, as if he was going to make a big gamble and fight for his life!

He probably guessed in his heart that at this moment, other masters in the underground abyss were also coveting this spirit fetus.

However, they will never be as crazy as themselves, and dare to use their souls to hatch the spirit fetus and take away the reincarnation.

"There is a glimmer of life between heaven and earth, in an instant, I must fight for it!"

At this moment, lightning and thunder thundered above the World Tree, and purple qi was like ten thousand waves of the sea, rolling and rippling in the void, as if some natural saint was about to be born.

"It's now!"

All the soul and flesh of the Blood Rain Demon Lord burned and turned into a blood dragon, intertwined with purple-red thunder, and entered the "spirit fetus" at once.

"Not good!"

An exclamation erupted in the cracks of the void turbulence!

Hatred, anger, regret......

At this moment, all the masters knew that someone had poured the last bit of vitality into the spirit fetus in the blink of a millimeter, causing it to hatch.

The ruthlessness of the means of burning life and the subtlety of the timing are enough to be regarded as a peerless ruthless man!

The rolling essence was like thunder, crackling, washing every inch of the spirit fetus's flesh and blood, filling his skin, muscles, bones, and marrow, strengthening its strength.

In an instant, the spirit fetus broke open the eggshell and jumped in the void, a little golden yellow in its body, as if it was full, and the thought of the feet flickered.

The World Tree stretched its branches and leaves, and countless ghostly tentacles floated up holding the spirit fetus, as if caring for its beloved son.

"Hahaha!"

The wild laughter was full of triumph, like a storm that swept through the heavens, blowing away all the turbulent currents of the void!

The spirit fetus actually emitted the voice of the Blood Rain Demon Lord!