Wang Mo has the primordial fire of heaven and earth in his body, and he is very sensitive to this kind of blazing feeling, and after a quick look, the flame aura here is already innumerable, even with Wang Mo's current cultivation, the ghost fire in his body is far inferior to here.

"If you absorb the flames here, you can make the Nether Ghost Fire reach a higher level in an instant!" Wang Mo looked around, and was silent all the way.

"The extreme south of the southern star is a forbidden place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, this is the only surviving ancestor of my Zhu family, a place of perennial retreat!" The old man surnamed Zhu had a calm voice, but Wang Mo could feel that in this person's tone, there was an extremely reverent meaning for the ancestors of the Zhu family.

The Lord of Zhongheng looked around and did not speak.

As they moved forward, the three of them gradually went deep into the depths of the extreme south of this southern star, and the color of the ground suddenly changed from dark red to completely red.

As far as the eye can see, there is no life in a red earth, as if this is the place of death, and the vitality is here, to be completely and completely suppressed!

Stepping on this place, Wang Mo immediately had an extremely weak feeling, as if his own vitality was evaporated by the earth along his feet, if it was a long time, it was very likely that all the vitality would disappear!

The red earth, without any buildings, is flat, but on top of it, there is a sense of worrying Wang Mo, as if in this big underground, there is a hidden extreme heat of heaven and earth!

"Zhu Yaoquan, a member of the Zhu family, asks to see the ancestors!" The old man surnamed Zhu took a deep breath, looked extremely respectful, and said in a deep voice.

When the earth shook, Wang Mo could clearly feel that from the depths of the ground, there was a breaking movement, and the shaking of the ground was caused by fluctuations.

This fluctuation was extremely strong, and it was transmitted to the earth, and immediately caused the entire southern star to have a violent earthquake!

"What's the matter...", a calm voice, at this moment, echoed the heavens and the earth, and the breath of vicissitudes came to the face, as if this voice was not coming from the ground, but penetrating the void and time, from the god realm of countless thousands of years ago.

The Lord of Zhongheng's eyes flashed red, and he glanced down at the ground in front of him, and his expression did not change.

"The battle between the five star fields and the immortal capital has begun, this person is ranked first among the gods, and he has obtained the promise of my Zhu family, but what he asks for cannot be done with the power of the younger generation, and I hope that the ancestors can perform a soul-binding technique!" The old man surnamed Zhu was very respectful!

At the moment when Zhu Yaoquan's words fell, Wang Mo immediately felt an unimaginable immortal consciousness suddenly settled on him, and in shock, he forcibly suppressed the idea of retreating and calmed himself down as much as possible.

This immortal consciousness is really strong in his feeling, but it is not possible to see through his whole body, in the third eye of his eyebrows, the power from the root permeates the whole body at this moment.

The immortal consciousness was swept away.

"Let him come down alone!" The sound of vicissitudes echoed, and the earth in front of him immediately trembled more violently, but I saw that the ground was suddenly rumbling, leaving a gap, revealing a deep ravine.

Zhu Yaoquan hurriedly said yes, turned around and glanced at Wang Mo, he was originally only half sure of this trip, after all, the ancestor had a strange temper and could not guess, even if this matter was the Zhu family's commitment to the gods, it would not be taken into account by the ancestors.

Now that the ancestors agreed, Zhu Yaoquan smiled slightly and said, "Don't forget, you go down, I'll wait for you here." ”

Wang Mo nodded and looked at the Lord of Zhongheng.

The Lord of Zhongheng's eyes flashed red, and said calmly, "If anyone dares to hurt you, this southern star, all surnames, will be bleeding like a river." Although the voice was light, the evil aura in it made Zhu Yaoquan frown and smile bitterly.

Wang Mo's eyes showed gratitude, and he couldn't say why, his trust in the masked man in front of him was abnormal...

Wang Mo took a deep breath, hugged his fists towards the Lord of Zhongheng and Zhu Yaoquan, turned around and stepped into the ravine, and fell down!

This ravine is very large, Wang Mo is in it, his eyes are shining, constantly sinking, the walls around him are smooth, but in it, there is no life, all of them are full of dead air.

As it continued to sink, the dead air became thicker and thicker, and in the end, it almost permeated the surroundings, as if it could be turned into substance, making Wang Mo feel extremely uncomfortable.

He seemed to be a flame wrapped in a yin wind, which could be extinguished at any time when the wind blew.

The rich dead air, in Wang Mo's sinking, gradually has a sense of tyranny, under the chill, crazy into Wang Mo's body, if it is someone else, at this moment, the whole body will be stiff, and the fire of life is in danger.

But Wang Mo's cultivation is the way of the reincarnation of life and death, and he is very familiar with the death qi.

At this moment, the power of the Heavenly Dao in his body was running, and even outside his body, there was a phase of yin and yang that was transformed, slowly rotating, and in this way, the rich death qi was pushed away in front of him, so that he could not be seriously injured.

This ravine is very deep, there seems to be no end, Wang Mo descended very quickly, but after half a pillar of incense, it still did not completely land, his expression was calm, and he silently operated the power of the Heavenly Dao in his body, opened the mystery of life and death, and integrated into the surroundings.

After a long time, as the dead qi became thicker and thicker, even the yin and yang double currents, the rotation was affected, and when it became slower and slower, his body shook, and his feet stepped on the ground.

What appeared in front of him was a passage, this passage was pitch black, without any lights, even with Wang Mo's cultivation, he couldn't see it too clearly, he could only vaguely see the rough.

"Come here!" The sound of vicissitudes of life, echoing in this quiet passage, was full of a trace of weirdness, Wang Mo was silent for a moment, his eyes showed firmness, raised his steps, and walked forward along the passage.

This passage is not long, and after walking out of the half-pillar of incense in it, Wang Mo came to the end, and the scene he saw in front of him made his whole person, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

Dense, boundless human heads!

In front of the passage, there is an extremely large space, looking from a distance, there is no end in the eyes, only the infinite human heads and white bones, exuding a forest chill.

Everything in front of you is a sea of heads!

Even with Wang Mo's concentration, his scalp was numb at the moment, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, with a shocked look on his face.

There are too many heads here, too many to calculate, more people will look at it, they will be shocked, and the extremely rich dead air has turned into a storm here, in the center of the sea of people, whistling and filling.

Under the impact of this dead air, Wang Mo immediately felt a sense of suffocation, and the horror in his eyes reached the peak at this moment.

In the center of the sea of human heads, within the storm, on a platform built of human heads, there was a black box that could just fit an adult, the wood of this black box was a little festering, but there was an almost crazy aura, emanating from the black box.

"What's your name. The sound of vicissitudes of life came from inside the coffin, echoing all around.

Wang Mo took a deep breath, suppressed the shock of his heart and the lifeless suffocation, and respectfully hugged his fists and said: "Don't forget the juniors, see the seniors!"

"It's you, you want the old man to perform the soul-binding technique?" The old voice could not hear joy and anger, but there was a coercion, permeating the surroundings.

"Exactly!" Wang Mo forced himself to calm down!

"The old man can help you, but just the Zhu family's promise to you is not enough, I want half of your life!"

The sound of vicissitudes turned into consciousness, and at the moment it came out, it made the surrounding dead air even more intense at this moment.

Even in the surrounding sea of human heads, the endless human heads, at the same time as these words echoed, they moved in unison, and in the double sun of human skulls, there was immediately a ghostly light up.

This scene is bigger than weird, in Wang Mo's opinion, all the skulls in front of him, at this moment, seem to have all opened their eyes and have spirituality, and the ghostly light is condensed on themselves in an instant.

At this moment when an incalculable number of eyes fell on his body, the vitality in Wang Mo's body immediately collapsed, dissipating in a large area, and his black hair was half of it in an instant, as pale as snow.

Wang Mo's face, but in an instant, from the appearance of a young man, he immediately aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a middle-aged man.

A kind of weakness that has never been seen before, at this moment, emerged from the bottom of Wang Mo's heart, his cultivation was not damaged, but this feeling of weakness did not go away for a long time.

Although Wang Mo was extremely weak at the moment, a pair of deep eyes were still looking at the black box in front of him and did not speak.

"However, if the old man was at his peak, he used the soul binding technique, he could recall the disappeared soul, even if he woke up, he could barely do it. It's just that, now, the old man is only 30% sure!" As he spoke, in the sea of people around, there were immediately many heads with ghostly lights flashing, and suddenly a dead air filled his body, surrounding Wang Mo's body.

Wang Mo didn't resist, surrounded by those dead qi, he immediately pulled out a stream of vitality from his body, these vitality was Wang Mo's longevity!

As the vitality dissipated, Wang Mo's hair was completely pale, and a large area fell off, his body gradually withered, and his skin was full of wrinkles.

His appearance also aged rapidly from middle age, and after a few breaths, he became an old man with vicissitudes.

Wang Mo's eyes became dim at this moment, that feeling of weakness, at this moment, several times over, he vaguely seemed to feel a call in the void.

It was as if a force was beckoning to him, trying to take him away.

Three hundred years of cultivating immortals so far, how can Wang Mo not understand what this power is... This is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, his longevity is not much, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao has begun to summon, just like Li Muguang back then, when the longevity is cut off, he will die of recklessness!

The dead qi that surrounded Wang Mo's body absorbed most of Wang Mo's vitality, slowly loosened, and went straight to the black box, hovering around the black box, and the vitality that was drawn from Wang Mo's body immediately merged into the void in a special way.

"Seven days, hold on for seven days, and the old man can recall the disappeared soul. But it can only be one!" said the ancestor of the Zhu family slowly.

Wang Mo was silent, looking at the black box in a daze, his heart was extremely struggling, and he muttered after a while: "Ye Yue..."

"The Spiritualist... The name... Hazuki..."

The dead qi surrounding the black box continued to bring vitality into the void, and gradually, a wisp of void soul on the top of the black box began to condense.