Heaven, the earthly land, in the depths of chaos, pitch black, nothing, nothing.

In a special node, ripples suddenly rippled, stirring with soft power, spreading towards the outside world.

This place is far away from all the hustle and bustle, away from everything, even if the Dao Ancestor comes, he will be lost, and even if the Immortal Emperor breaks out with all his strength, it will take decades and thousands of years to travel.

It was here that Song Hua opened up a secluded place outside the world, where only he could find it.

He is proficient in formations, the formation patterns and the Great Dao are fused, even the ancestor can't detect the abnormality, and the Ten Thousand Tribulations Chaos Lotus that he came with is planted inside, which can perfectly shield the heavenly machine.

A courtyard made of Dao Ancestor-level immortal bamboo buildings, the courtyard, full of immortal medicine, immortal medicine that can make immortal kings crazy, abound here.

All kinds of strange objects were piled up into a small mountain, and a bronze blood spear was soaked in a pool of blood several meters in size.

The blood pool exudes a thick dark substance, and the fragments of the supreme law are rioting, if it weren't for the existence of the formation, perhaps its appearance would have terrified the heavens.

The bronze blood spear killed the eight immortal emperors, and their bones, primordial gods, and everything else were integrated into the blood spear.

The heavens and all the worlds, ancient and modern and future, he dared to say that no one's weapon could be more fierce than his.

Now the blood pool in which it bathes is all condensed by Song Hua killing countless strange creatures, with the blood of true immortals, immortal kings, Dao ancestors, and even immortal emperors.

Next to the courtyard, a piece of land of tens of meters is glowing, and the crystal soil is emitting a nine-colored light mist, and the meaning of life is pervasive, as if it can revive the silent heavens again, and it is also like the source of all the avenues of life.

Xia Rui is steaming, Rui Qi is wanton, the fairy rain is pervasive, if mortals come here, take a breath, they can become immortals.

This place is filled with supreme power and fragments of law, and even the avenues of countless eras.

Song Hua planted the charred willow tree village into the soil of origin, and then purified the dark matter in the willow god's body with supreme mana.

Slowly comb through the severely injured lord of the willow god, so that her origin is not corroded by the darkness, and the black mist on her extinct primordial god evaporates.

"Buzz!"

As soon as it was planted, a tender green petite willow began to emerge on the top of the charred stump of the willow god, and the small tender willow of a few centimeters was swaying with a warm light.

"You'll be fine with me." Song Hua muttered, the life of the mortal period is still vivid in my mind, and that experience is very wonderful.

Liu Shen has been a quasi-immortal emperor for hundreds of thousands of years, and Song Hua took Liu Shen to visit the entire heavens, in the dilapidated land, watching the scorched black vegetation in Nirvana.

And it was the first time she experienced being a mortal, and she realized that the world between mortals was not as beautiful as she imagined.

Immortal cultivators, high up, as long as they don't die, when they go to the mortal world, they will be respected, and even the emperor will kneel and lick like a dog.

When the country rises, the people suffer, and when the country dies, the people suffer.

The God they prayed to day and night had no way to help them, and it didn't work at all.

This is also the truth that Liu Shen has comprehended, she has always been high in the past, without a little red dust breath, and now she has experienced a hundred years in the red dust, and she has also experienced another path.

On the road, there is not only one person walking.

She is the ancestral sacrifice spirit, in the original world, she is high, transcendent and out-of-this, she is the sacrifice spirit who is loved by the world, and she also preached, so that there are sacrifice spirits in the world, guarding the villages, tribes, and dynasties in the wilderness.

Song Hua stood quietly in front of Liu Shen, looking at the scorched wooden stake, his heart was also heartache and helplessness, and he said to himself: "It's not peaceful yet, it's all worth it." ”

When the day when the black calamity is settled, he may take Liu Shen to travel to the heavens and all worlds, walk out of the world of the trilogy, and take a look outside the chaotic world.

Now he can travel by himself, here, with Shi Hao and others, the darkness will be calmed down sooner or later, and he can completely ignore it and leave the trilogy.

However, this matter focuses on participation, although the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor is also the top powerhouse in other worlds, it is inevitable that he will encounter some kind of perversion.

"Forget it, think so much, there are still countless years." Song Hua shook his head, his mind moved, he sensed the location of the immortal realm, and also understood the current time period.

Now, the chaotic ancient period has just ended, and the powerhouses above the true immortal have all followed Shi Hao to the heavens to fight.

Even in the shattered immortal realm, there was no longer a single true immortal, because after those true immortals experienced the great war, they were all hidden and disappeared from the eyes of the world.

There are also true immortals, who follow their broken hometown and wander in chaos.

Suddenly, Song Hua's expression became a little weird.

He saw Cao Yusheng crawl out of the soil of all things in the Heavenly God Academy, looked around with a confused expression, and frowned, "Didn't I die in battle?" ”

He frowned, why do you still have memories?

He glanced at the soil under his feet, he was familiar with this thing, and he could make the corpse of the immortal king give birth to a new primordial god, but instead of giving birth to a primordial god.

Instead, he healed his injuries and even regained his life.

Then, Cao Yusheng left the land of all things, and he found that his cultivation was all gone.

Even the killing array engraved in his body disappeared, making him anxious for a while.

"The dean is still fighting, Shi Hao is still fighting, they are all fighting, how can I be here!"

He ran out of the land of all things like crazy and came to the square of the Heavenly God Academy.

At this moment, there are only a few people in the Heavenly God Academy, and these people were all sealed by the Golden World back then.

"Hey, fat man, are you awake?!" In the distance, after Taiyin Yutu saw Cao Yusheng, he threw away the immortal medicine in his hand, and jumped over to look around Cao Yusheng.

"What's going on, is the war over?" Cao Yusheng was puzzled.

"Yes, it's long over, it's almost over a million years, if it weren't for you to wake up, I would have followed the dean to God." The little rabbit was very lively, with a face as smooth as an egg, and his long silver hair fell down his shoulders like a waterfall.

Subsequently, the little rabbit told Cao Yusheng the story after his death, and then told Cao Yusheng that he was reincarnating, that is, he had to condense the ten reincarnation seals to become an immortal.

In every life, you have to achieve a supreme supreme, and when you sit down, you will return to the depths of the Heavenly God Academy to sit and wait for a new life.

"Hahahaha, I understand, the turmoil has subsided, there are no strong people in the nine heavens and ten earths, and the strongest one is Lao Tzu."

"This era is the age of the Underworld."

Cao Yusheng's fleshy face couldn't help but start laughing, he had already thought of the title, that is, the Immortal Venerable, the Emperor of the Underworld.

Song Hua sensed this scene from an endless distance, nodded his head, and said to himself: "Since this is the case, I will rest assured that I will retreat." ”

He was going to break through the sacrificial path.

Maybe he could find another way out of the way, but he was troublesome.

After pacifying the turmoil, even if he does not have the cultivation above the sacrificial path, the sacrificial path can also crisscross the heavens and all worlds.

Why do you still blindly pursue the supreme?

Song Hua left his small world and continued to go deep into the Chaos Region, walking all the way for 200,000 years.

Let the coordinates he arranged are all blurred, and if it weren't for his means to reach the sky, it would be the end of everything in the formation.

He couldn't even sense the existence of the Heavenly World, he had already stepped out of the edge of the trilogy world.

It's colorful and eerie, surrounded by green, slippery liquids, and a variety of black pillars.

At the foot of the feet, there was a scarlet viscous liquid, I don't know what it was.

The purple gas here is extremely rich and viscous, like syrup, but the surface is shiny and slippery.

There is no avenue here, no aura and essence, only a bunch of liquids of various colors, and colors that Song Hua has never seen, he can't call them.

"Through here, what does the outside world look like?" Song Hua couldn't help but wonder.

But the moment he approached the liquid, the moment he touched it.

His arm began to become illusory, and he even felt severe pain!

What is it that can make a strong person who has reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor feel the pain, and even the entire arm is about to disappear?

At a glance, this place is vast, and there is no edge at all, even if Song Hua urges the Eye of Origin with all his might, he can't see through this place, there are colors everywhere.

These colors are incomparably complex, dazzling and dizzy at a glance, and the various colors come together, merge with each other, and separate.

It was as if he had stepped into a thick, syrup of billions of colors.

"Boom!"

Song Hua pushed his strength to the peak state, reached out to touch the liquid beside him, and then scooped it up and observed it carefully.

It felt weird, like grabbing a cloud of air, but when you look closely, it's liquid.

After not paying attention to the things in his hands, he can sense that he is touching a ball of extremely terrifying energy.

"It's melting my power and avenue!" Song Hua was surprised.

Looking at the white liquid on his head, it was clear that there was nothing, but it was able to make his avenue begin to melt.

In the following time, he carefully studied this thing here, and found that there are hundreds of millions of colors here, and each color represents a system, a road.

Because when he came into contact with the five-colored mucus with the law of the five elements, he found that it was not dissolving quickly, but absorbing the liquid.

He didn't feel the enhancement, though.

This made Song Huahe even more curious.

On the edge of the world, there is such a thing.

It seems to be the source of all avenues, but it is more like a world barrier, blocking the creatures of the native world from going out.

Although there is no essence and the existence of the Great Dao here, Song Hua's own strength is still skyrocketing.

Because at his point, there is no need for aura and avenue, he himself is the source and end of the avenue.

It has a great power to continuously generate energy.

"It shouldn't have been arranged by that big guy, after all, he is so powerful, how can he die, and there will be darkness in the heavens." Song Hua hadn't seen the patches of the Holy Ruins, so he guessed here.

He guessed that the big guy was plotted by someone when he broke through, and then fled to an endless place, opened up a big world, and wanted to heal, but unfortunately, he still couldn't be treated, so he could only die.

After his death, he burned himself, but he did not expect that the power left by his opponent in his body evolved into a dark substance, eroding the heavens and all worlds.

The more Song Hua thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

When he crossed over, he also read the new book of the Red-haired Emperor, and also saw that Wang Xuan went to the real world, and the sick guy wouldn't be him.

"Damn, I know every day that my brain is supplemented, and I don't want to." Song Hua shook his head, feeling that the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became, anyway, after reaching a certain level, he would naturally know everything.

Next, he began to break through the sacrificial path with all his might, maybe the sacrificial path could break through the barriers of this world and figure out the origin of this place, or the strangeness of this place.

ps: I just got off work and coded a chapter, and I haven't cooked yet.

Wait.

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