The first realm, the southern abyss.

Oni Sect.

Because of the two true gods, the Ghost Sacrifice Sect has a deeper heritage than the Jiuli Sect, and there are a total of nineteen immortal realm overhauls in the gate.

Xingheng is one of them.

For any sect, the Immortal Realm is the pillar, and each of them has poured a huge amount of resources into the sect.

Therefore, the life of the Immortal Realm Overhaul is also very important.

At this moment, Shang Ye, the current sect leader of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, was standing in the dark stone hall where the "Soul Card" was placed.

He took off the "Life Soul Card" corresponding to Xingheng and injected it into his divine sense.

In a quarter of an hour before Xing Heng's soul flew and was annihilated, everything he experienced was imprinted in the "Life Soul Card".

He watched Xing Heng communicate with people through the black jade waist card, watched Xing Heng jump out of the ghost cloud boat, and watched Pang Jian come with the Kinetic Source Demon Sword.

also watched Xing Heng being killed by Pang Jian.

"Sword Tower, Pang Jian."

Shang Ye immediately knew what was going on.

He was first deeply shocked.

The terrifying thunder that emerged from the Qingying Ghost Fire contained the true meaning of the Great Dao made him feel uneasy even if he was familiar with the mysteries of the Ghost Dao.

With his mind settled, he began to think.

"Xing Heng, why did he have to capture Dong Tianxue, why did he still refuse to give up after Pang Jian appeared? Standing behind Xing Heng is ......"

Shang Ye pondered for a while, and figured out why, so he chose to report to the ghost mother in person.

……

Deep in the Oni Sacrifice Sect.

A rocky mountain of barren grass, bound by rusty chains, with only a small temple on the top of the mountain.

The chains that showed the traces of time were sometimes filled with a tingling ghost moan, and the chains seemed to be connected to the Netherworld, as if they could lead to another time and space.

And the temple on the top of the mountain seems to be a pagoda that suppresses all evil spirits, with supreme majesty.

After Shang Ye stood still in front of the temple, he carefully reported the death of Xing Heng through the stone gate.

Then he waited without saying a word.

After a long time, the ghost mother's voice sounded faintly from the temple: "What Wen Tao is thinking, even I can't guess it. ”

The Dharma Protector Xingheng and the second elder Jiang Cen are all people from Mu Wentao's lineage.

is also an immortal realm, it is not so easy for Jiang Cen to command Xing Heng, judging from the picture Shang Ye saw through the "Life Soul Card", it is definitely not Jiang Cen who is talking to Xing Heng.

If it was Jiang Cen, Xing Heng would not be so cautious and not so awe-inspiring.

In the entire Ghost Sacrifice Sect, except for the Ghost Mother, there is only one other true god who can make Xingheng so obedient.

Even Shang Ye, who was the sect master, knew that he didn't have that ability or status.

Therefore, the one who instructed Xing Hengsheng to capture Dong Tianxue alive, and still refused to give up after Pang Jian appeared, was Mu Wentao, another true god of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.

- He is also the younger brother of the ghost mother.

Shang Ye lowered his head and asked, "What should I do to Sword Tower?" ”

"The human race needs a kendo wizard who is stronger than Li Zhaotian, and a powerful sword god is even more needed." The ghost mother's voice was emotionless, and she said coldly: "In the current era, no true god will interfere with the birth of the Supreme Sword God, I can't interfere with it, and of course Wen Tao can't. ”

Shang Ye looked away, looked at a mound of graves a hundred miles away, and said, "That ......"

"Don't do anything as your Ghost Sacrifice Sect Master. Wen Tao is not in the sect at the moment, and I don't know where he went, I will wait for him to take the initiative to come to me. The ghost mother said again.

Shang Ye nodded respectfully: "Then I understand." ”

……

As a casual cultivator, Shang Xiuchun was able to take root in Hongdu City and be promoted to the Immortal Realm, so he naturally had something extraordinary.

His special feature is that when he smells danger, he can get out of it as soon as possible.

He has worked hard to run Hongdu City for many years, set up a trading area in the city, and created teahouses and restaurants, and all kinds of fun places for dogs and horses, for those who lick blood from the knife edge to relax and relax.

With this, he fished out tens of millions of spirit stones and spirit jade.

Hongdu City has always been a huge gold mine in his hands, and its importance to him is self-evident.

However, when he realized that this piece of Hongdu Shattered Land had become a place of game chosen by some terrible force, and it also involved the Sword Tower and the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.

He immediately cut the flesh and left.

"Living, surviving in this troubled world, is the most important thing."

After shooting out the broken land of Hongdu like ghostly lightning, Shang Xiuchun reluctantly, looked back at it deeply, and sighed: "You immortals are fighting, why did you choose the broken land of Hongdu that I operated?" ”

He didn't know what power was involved in the secret, but he knew that he couldn't afford to provoke him.

After a glance, he regrouped his forces and wondered where to flee incognito.

"The most dangerous place is the safest, Demon Abyss."

He quickly hammered in on his goal.

At this moment, a huge white bone door suddenly sat in the void in front of him.

The thousand-foot-tall white bone gate is in a state of openness.

Behind the gate, an ancient castle made of white bones looms, and many fleshless dry bones are walking in the city.

Those dry bones are not limited to the human race, there are fierce beasts, there are alien races, and there are many aliens who have disappeared in the long river of time.

A scrawny figure, dressed in a loose gray robe, stepped out of the magnificent white bone gate with a smile on his face.

After coming out, he gently advised: "Shang Xiuchun, Hongdu City can't do without you, bother you to go back." ”

"White Bone Gate, White Bone Saint Lu Qinghe, you are still alive!"

Shang Xiuchun was shocked.

The White Bone Sect, like the Blood Spirit Sect, was once a major sect of the Second Realm, and was also defined as a crooked sect by the Great Sect of the First Realm.

The master of the White Bone Gate proclaims himself the Saint of the White Bones.

This evil sect knows how to refine white bone puppets, alien races, fierce beasts, spirit beasts, and human races can all be refined into white bone puppets by the evil art of the White Bone Sect.

But this sect has been destroyed for nearly a thousand years, and the disciples of the White Bone Sect are killed one by one.

In the last few hundred years, the White Bone Gate has gradually disappeared, and not even a single disciple has reappeared.

The last White Bone Saint of the White Bone Gate was Lu Qinghe in front of him, who was said to have been beheaded by Jiang Ran, the Great Elder of the Sword Tower.

After many years, Lu Qinghe actually reappeared in the world and saw cultivation as the realm...... It seems that he has reached the peak of the Immortal Realm!

"It was you Lu Qinghe who induced Pang Jian to enter the Hongdu Shattered Land and destroy that spatial teleportation array?" Shang Xiuchun said in a deep voice.

"It's not."

Lu Qinghe shook his head with a smile, he stood in front of the thousand-foot-high white bone portal, as small as a mosquito fly.

"I'm just one of the banters, and that's the route I'm banning." Lu Qinghe patiently explained to Shang Xiuchun: "There are still several routes that have been banned by sects like the Blood Hell Sect and the Black Wood Sect. This piece of Hongdu is broken, and only people are allowed to enter, not let people out. ”

"Brother Shang, please forgive me."

Lu Qinghe bowed apologetically.

The thousand-foot-tall giant white bone portal behind him suddenly ignited with white flames.

With the icy flames, some bone giants strode out of the bone city behind the portal.

"Please come back!"

As soon as Lu Qinghe's bent waist straightened, a magnificent evil divine power suddenly poured out from the white bone portal.

Shang Xiuchun's body, pushed by that evil divine power, was like a small insect in the rolling wave, unable to shake Tianwei at all, and could no longer control himself.

In this way, he fell to the shattered ground of Hongdu.

"City Lord!"

Those loose cultivators who knew that something was wrong because of his decisive evacuation also followed him out of Hongdu City.

But suddenly I saw him, and he involuntarily returned from defeat in the void outside the shattered land.

……

On the shore of the lake.

Dong Tianxue broke through the surface of the lake before he stopped beside Pang Jian, and the two of them heard the frightened screams of those scattered cultivators in the northernmost void of the Shattered Land.

"It's really weird."

Pang Jian frowned, and immediately rushed to the sky, gathering divine power to look at the northern sky.

A huge portal made of white bones, standing in the void north of Hongdu, there is a white bone puppet with no flesh and blood, walking out of the portal.

"Bone Gate!"

"The real evil sect White Bone Gate!"

"White Bone Saint Lu Qinghe! Wasn't he killed by Jiang Ran of the Sword Tower? Why did he come out and make waves again? ”

The cultivators screamed in horror.

As soon as someone saw that the situation was not good, they planned to bypass the bone gate and flee from the other side of the broken ground.

A sea of filthy blood with a pungent smell of blood appeared in the void to the west of the shattered land, and several cultivators wrapped in bright red robes laughed and appeared in the sea of filthy blood.

"The blood prison is here, do you dare to come in?"

A plump middle-aged woman, her face covered in thick fat powder and her lips as if smeared with blood, smiled at those who approached her.

The heavy white fat powder on her face, which set off the bright red at the corners of her mouth, made her look quite mad.

"Bloody Hell! Blood Hell Sect! ”

A soul wandering cultivator with a numb scalp rushed to the location of the filthy sea of blood, and was about to turn around and flee when he heard the name of the blood prison, but was pulled back by the fat woman's hand.

The dark red blood light in her palm surged, giving birth to a super suction.

The scattered cultivator of the Soul Wandering Realm flew towards her palm involuntarily, and on the way, all the internal organs exploded, and the flesh and bones exploded directly.

Before it could fall into her palm, the scattered cultivation became a mass of blood and mud, merging into the filthy sea of blood.

"Kuroki Sect!"

"There's a member of the Blackwood Sect showing up!"

In the east of the shattered land, there are also scattered cultivators who let out strange cries of horror and despair.

Pang Jian turned his head to look, and immediately noticed that the eastern void was filled with a gloomy sea of black trees out of thin air.

From the gloomy sea of black trees, he felt the breath of death and death.

In Pang Jian's mind, the alien god of the outer realm who was placed in the wooden human body suddenly appeared, and that alien god had tried to infect the World Tree that had swallowed Yunze.

His breath is the one that causes all things to wither and die.

The Blackwood Sect must have something to do with him.

"Coming for you, or Sword Tower?" Dong Tianxue sacrificed the Yin Spirit Blood Halberd, and after looking left and right a few times, he said in a deep voice: "You should immediately ask the Sword Tower for help." ”

"And I'm going to talk to her, too."

Dong Tianzhi took the initiative to communicate with Pang Lin with the imprint of the eyebrows.

……

(End of chapter)