Time flies, seven months have passed since the beginning of the trial in the blink of an eye, and now the abyss is bitterly cold, although it is not as heavy as the goose feather snow outside, but the pervasive corpse qi has begun to condense into gray frost.

The Quenching Spirit Dao meeting is about to begin, and the disciples whose cultivation has increased have returned to the sect one after another.

Those disciples among the four generations of disciples who had not broken through to the Emperor Rank undoubtedly looked very frustrated, and the Quenching Spirit Dao Society was an opportunity for them. As long as they can participate in the Quenching Spirit Dao Meeting, they may be able to show their prominence on the Divine Forsaken Continent and become famous among the five major sects, but now, this path that can allow them to soar to the sky has been cut off, and only those five people can participate in the Dao Meeting on behalf of the Underworld Corpse Sect!

However, the most eye-catching person in the sect at the moment is a junior that no one expected!

Song Zishu, originally he was injured by Xiao Chen, and his realm plummeted, and everyone thought that he had lost the quota of the Quenching Spirit Dao Association, but unexpectedly, after this son returned to the door, his cultivation reached the early stage of the imperial rank. Immediately, in just one month, he was promoted to the middle stage of the imperial rank, and such an astonishing cultivation speed really surprised everyone in the door.

Of course, this is not the most exciting, most of the people in the door know that Song Zishu likes Yin Qianqian, but the latter has never seen this Song Zishu with his eyes.

But now, the two are going to become Taoist couples, and what is even more surprising is that no matter where she goes, Yin Qianqian is obedient to Song Zishu, and she is like two people before. Many people are speculating whether Song Zishu, this kid, forcibly violated others during the trial and cooked raw rice into rice, and Yin Qianqian had no choice but to marry him.

At the moment, the most powerful person in the Underworld Corpse Sect is Song Zishu, even if it is Leng Aotian, it can't be compared.

Even Song Zishu's father, Song Zhang, has been arrogant recently, with his chin held high everywhere he goes, with an unstoppable expression.

Of course, in addition to Song Zishu, Leng Aotian and Kong Ming also unexpectedly stepped into the imperial rank, and Sha Wei, whose whereabouts are unknown, according to Kong Ming, was killed by a powerful demon cultivator during the trial. This incident caused a lot of sensation in the door, and Sha Zhanpeng, among the elders, was even more distressed, and when he heard the news, he almost fainted.

"Brother Leng has ever met that Xiao Chen in the abyss?"

In a cave room, all the four generations of disciples who returned from the trial in the door sat here, Song Zishu, who was the weakest among the four generations of Tianjiao in the past, now sat in the first place, this position used to be Leng Aotian, but now it is ruthlessly occupied, this is the so-called respect for the strong.

Moreover, most of the four generations of disciples are close to Song Zishu, and they obviously recognize Song Zishu's current status.

"Nope. ”

Leng Aotian said expressionlessly.

He was neither happy nor sad, and he couldn't see any change in his mood.

"It's better for this son to die, otherwise, I will kill him like when he returns to the sect!"

A cold light narrowed in Song Zishu's eyes, Xiao Chen couldn't even help the golden corpse, and he was naturally even more unsure about dealing with Xiao Chen. However, if he returned to the sect, Xiao Chen exposed the hidden mysterious power, and at that time, he didn't need to make a move, and the sect master and the elders would solve it.

"With Brother Song's current strength and status, he doesn't need to be as knowledgeable as that Xiao Chen. ”

Kong Ming on the side slapped his ass without leaving a trace.

"Alright, let's all disperse. ”

After chatting for a while, Song Zishu looked at Yin Qianqian, who was snuggled beside him, with a smile on his face, waving his big sleeves, urging everyone to leave.

When Leng Aotian saw this scene, his originally calm expression finally changed slightly, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and after a cold snort, he got up and walked out of the cave. He knows Yin Qianqian's character best, no matter what happens, Yin Qianqian will never like Song Zishu, therefore, this has to make Leng Aotian suspicious of Song Zishu, plus he originally thought that Yin Qianqian was his own woman, but now she was taken away by others, even if he can endure it, it is impossible to be indifferent.

Looking at Leng Aotian, who was gone angrily, the corners of Song Zishu's mouth showed a sneering sneer.

It's a great feeling to have a lot of strength!

In the past, he would never dare to have such an attitude towards Leng Aotian!

Time flies, and another two months have slipped through their fingertips, and most of the disciples in the abyss have returned, and the few who have not returned have either died in distress or are in trouble. And it is only about twenty days before the Quenching Spirit Dao will begin.

But Xiao Chen still hasn't shown up, these days, Long Jiu, who has always been very arrogant, has a gloomy face, and he is a little less casual and free and easy in the past.

Therefore, everyone was speculating whether Xiao Chen had died in the abyss.

Just a few days ago, with the help of Song Zishu, Yin Qianqian also stepped into the early stage of the imperial rank as she wished, with the help of a few red copper flowers that he exchanged for a golden emperor-rank dark flower, which made the great elder who originally had some opinions about Song Zishu now like Song Zishu very much, and has already determined the relationship between Yin Qianqian and Song Zishu.

No matter how you look at it, Song Zishu is in the sect, with an attitude of an immortal genius, rising rapidly like a comet.

As if stimulated, Leng Aotian has been in retreat.

Yin Qianqian, Song Zishu, Kong Ming, Leng Aotian, among the four generations of disciples now, only these four people have been promoted to emperor-level powerhouses, but they are still one short of the quota stipulated by the Quenching Spirit Dao Association, which can make the elders very worried, the Quenching Spirit Dao will be imminent, but no one in the four generations of disciples in the door can take this position.

"How's that okay?"

In a majestic but full of vicissitudes of life, a group of elders appeared together to discuss the next Quenching Spirit Dao meeting, and one of the elders said with a sad face.

"Otherwise, we will use a secret method to forcibly elevate the cultivation of a fourth-generation disciple to the emperor rank, so as to make up the number?"

Sha Zhanpeng proposed in a hoarse voice, in his opinion, this place should have been Sha Wei's.

"I heard that this time to participate in the Quenching Spirit Dao Meeting, the disciples of the other four sects are all amazing and gorgeous, and the foundation of our Underworld Corpse Sect is a little insufficient, even if the seedlings are pulled out to urge an emperor-level disciple, they will be killed by others at that time. ”

Xiao Mianshi shook his head and rejected the former's suggestion.

"The disciples in the sect haven't all returned yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

At this time, Long Jiu, who had been silent, opened his mouth and said.

"Hehe, Long Laojiu, you won't still be thinking about your precious apprentice, right? I heard that recently, in the depths of the abyss, there have been many mysterious powerhouses, and many disciples in the door have seen with their own eyes a skeleton with pink and fragrant bones fighting each other with an emperor under the throne of the bones, and the momentum is amazing. There are also people who claim to have seen another mysterious powerhouse, actually shuttling through the depths of the abyss with the Ancient Demon Ape, these are all amazing existences! Among the disciples who have not yet returned, it is very likely that some of them were killed by him, and I estimate that most of your precious apprentices are also dead!"

Feng Buhua said in a deep voice, the smile in the corner of his eyes couldn't stop, Song Zishu's reputation has risen recently, so that his face is also bright, and he is in a good mood.

"Humph!"

When Long Jiu heard this, he snorted coldly and left with his sleeves brushed up.

When the elders saw this, they just smiled, and no one thought that Xiao Chen was still alive.

Large swaths of gray ice crystals were swept upside down by a dense cloud of corpses and floated high into the air.

On a wrecked island, a huge white bone like a swimming dragon curled up, and on the bone, stood a pretty and straight figure, with a slender and plump body that was almost perfect. The woman held a spear in her hand, exuding a breathtaking momentum around her body, and the surrounding void was as cold as a cold purgatory, and the chill was piercing.

The entire wreck island and the white bones floating in the surrounding abyss had all turned into gray powder at this time, floating in the air with the wind.

"The master has now reached the emperor level, and the little black scripture has absorbed the rotten corpses and bones on dozens of skeleton islands, and his cultivation is about to break through to the realm of golden corpses, so he no longer needs to be afraid of that emperor handsome!"

The Dryfish was silent, just looking up at one direction in the vast cloud of corpses, as if something was attracting her.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

The moth asked curiously, but the drought still ignored it.

At the same time, the demeanor was a little strange, and that Houqing was also included.

At this time, Hou Qing was sitting on the shoulders of the primeval demon ape, a man and a beast were wandering wantonly in the territory of the evil spirit ancestor witch, as long as he saw the precious dark flower or dark crystal, the giant ape under the seat would not hesitate to devour it, every time he swallowed a dark crystal or a dark flower, the lines on the surface of the demon ape's body would be a little brighter.

And after a few months, the momentum of this primeval beast was even more terrifying than it was at the beginning, and it already had the power of a golden corpse.

"Hehe, it ...... so fast"

Suddenly, Hou Qing, who was originally sitting on the shoulder of the demon ape, flew up in the air, looked into the distance, and chuckled.

The words fell, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the entire abyss vision arose, the originally calm abyss pool suddenly surged and stirred, the wind howled, swept the heavens and the earth, and thunder dragons and electric snakes converged from the sky in all directions. At this moment, the countless islands of bones floating on the abyss were trembling, and streams of dark fire erupted like magma, and the corpse clouds in the sky formed a huge whirlpool hovering above the nine heavens, like a black hole.

The bones floating in the depths of the abyss seemed to be awakened by an inexplicable force, and the roars of countless corpses broke through the sky, dispersing the majestic corpse clouds that had been gathering above the abyss for thousands of years.

At this moment, the countless demon cultivators who were surviving in the abyss trembled, and the three ancient kings were also awakened by this earth-shattering might.

Because the corpse cloud that permeated the abyss dissipated instantly, even if it was a hundred miles away, the changes in the center of the abyss could be clearly seen. All the creatures in the entire abyss before that time focused their attention......