After a long time, Qin Yang calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to study the aperture under his feet.

It looks like it's just an ordinary aperture, but whether it's reaching out and touching it, or the extension of power, it will be trapped in the circle and insurmountable.

You can even see that the surrounding yin qi, and even the air, are blocked out of the aperture, as if separated from a separate world.

After discovering this, Qin Yang gave up struggling, because this magical power that drew the ground as a prison was not something he could break at all.

This supernatural power is extremely famous, not because there are many cultivators, but because the threshold for entry is not particularly high, but the upper limit is terrifying.

It's just used to trap people, and it's just a beginner.

With a stroke of the fingers, it is like separating the world, making it untouchable inside and outside the prison, which is barely a profound realm.

It is said that in ancient times, after the top power cultivated this magic power to the extreme, it was not just a range that could not be crossed, but could stipulate rules within a certain range, and no one could exceed this rule here.

For example, a piece of heaven and earth was artificially created, like the depths of the Black Forest Sea, to suppress all the Qi Refining Cultivators, but not much to suppress the physical cultivation.

The ink scroll made by Tian Xingzi, the magic power of painting the ground as a prison attached to it, is not as good as his own cast, it has reached the point of dividing the world and forming a space of its own, if he himself uses it, I am afraid that he can trap people who are stronger than him in it.

At this level, even if it is the Crazy Ancestor himself, he may not be able to break it in a short time.

Calculate your own means, there are indeed big killing weapons, but in such a narrow range, if you urge Haoyang Baozhong with all your might, you will be the first to be shocked to death.

A trace of black qi spread to the palm of his hand, allowing the black shadow to feel everything in the outside world.

"Black Shadow, is there a way to break through this thing?"

"Painting the ground as a dungeon, I haven't cultivated to the depths yet, and there are many ways to break it. ”

"Getting to the point. ”

"But there is nothing that suits you, if you want to break it, no matter what the method, you need to have absolute power to lay the foundation......"

Qin Yang's face turned dark, and he was about to disperse the black qi on the spot, and he didn't want to pay attention to the black shadow, which was the same as not saying it, it was better not to say it.

Seeing that it was not easy to have a chance to breathe and see the outside world, the black shadow was anxious as soon as he sensed that Qin Yang was about to disperse the black qi.

"Qin Yang, don't worry, I suddenly thought of ......"

Say. ”

"I feel that you have a supernatural imprint on your body, and the person who left the imprint is the same as the breath in the prison where the ground is painted, and if you summon that person, he can naturally unlock the supernatural power with his hands. ”

Qin Yang sighed and shook his head.

"Don't think about it, that Tianxingzi uncle, I'm afraid it is also clear that my master is going to explain the future, even if he knows, he will not unravel the painting for me, do you have any other way?"

"No, I can only wait for seven days later, and the supernatural power will dissipate by itself. The black shadow replied honestly, and he didn't have a rut.

The strength is strong, plus the supernatural power is strong, this is the absolute power, and the level is not enough to solve it completely.

Qin Yang was silent, this kind of thing in the realm is not something that can be reached in a day or two, the higher the realm, the more accumulation is required, and the thicker the foundation that needs to be precipitated to break through once.

Even if he doesn't consider the future and overdraws his potential, he will not be able to reach a great level in a short period of time.

Now we have to wait, seven days later.

Seven days should not be enough time for the crazy ancestor to do anything, and he can't kill a few people, let alone take revenge completely.

Pressing down on complex emotions such as chaotic emotions, anxiety, and anger are no longer useful at the moment.

Qin Yang calmed down and began to think about the rest of the matter.

Thinking about all kinds of possibilities, and all kinds of possible ways to deal with them.

Just thinking about it, the dry bones on the altar moved again, and in the big river, there was another ghost, twisted into a long belt, and fell into the incense burner, and the light smoke suddenly regained its intensity.

The black shadow's heart moved, and he suddenly spoke.

"Qin Yang, the person in front of you seems to have a glimmer of life, but he is actually dead. ”

"Huh?" Qin Yang immediately opened his eyes when he heard the word dead.

When I saw this dry bone before, I really thought it was a dead man......

It's just that with the communication between the Mad Ancestor and him, Qin Yang knew that this person's consciousness still exists, and he has also guided the Mad Ancestor, proving that his consciousness is very complete, and besides, he has obviously stayed here for an unknown amount of time.

There are also vague runes on the altar that have been weathered, none of which are modern products, and conservatively estimate that they have existed here for 100,000 years.

And a dead person, consciousness cannot exist for so long.

Only if there is still a glimmer of life, like a black shadow, with an immortal consciousness, and will not be shackled by time, can it exist for so long.

"I didn't notice it before, he is indeed dead, the incense burner, if I guess correctly, is the ancient Sanshen incense burner, he used the resentful ghosts in the yellow spring into incense, and after incinerating it, he filled himself, he really borrowed life!"

"Tsk, I didn't expect that the ferryman of the dignified ancient underworld would ignore the iron laws of the ancient underworld, dare to impose forbidden laws, and borrow life from resentful ghosts, this person is definitely a ruthless character, Qin Yang, when you have the opportunity, you will quickly overtake him, and it is also a disaster to keep it. ”

Qin Yang touched his hand, and his hand was itchy by the black shadow......

This cargo turned out to be a ferryman, but I don't know which river it is.

I speculated a little in my heart that there were fragments of the Ancient Underworld in the Black Forest Sea, and there was a fragment of the Yellow Spring tributary in it......

And whether it is the name of the Huangquan Demon Sect or the Huangquan Secret Book, they are all related to Huangquan, and with the atmosphere, it is indeed somewhat similar to Huangquan.

Speculate forward, since the Mad Ancestor can know here, there must be people in the Huangquan Demon Sect who have known that under this labyrinth-like land, there is a place where such a person is here.

It is said that the first sect master of the Huangquan Demon Sect took the shit luck and got a great opportunity, so he soared to the sky, and then in the current place, he founded the Huangquan Demon Sect.

Back then, was the first sect master inherited from this dry bone?

Thinking of this, Qin Yang took out the Huangquan Treasure Book, placed it in front of him, and looked up at the dry bones.

"How did this thing open, you know?"

The dry bones are as good as flowing, and they didn't explain too much, but they just raised their bone fingers, and a rune appeared on their fingertips.

Qin Yang didn't know this rune, but he could also see that this was the style of the ancient dungeon, and he himself had six of them.

I tried to sketch out the rune, and after trying it a few times, I lightly printed it on the treasure book.

"Click......"

The blocked treasure book suddenly cracked, the treasure book automatically opened, and the runes in it continued to flow, a rolling Yellow River, rushing endlessly, in which the vast artistic conception, the vast sense of endlessness, as if he personally stood by the Huangquan River in ancient times.

A large amount of content that cannot be described in words is constantly flowing into his heart, and the method of cultivation naturally appears in his heart.

This is the natural process of teaching the Dharma Heaven and Earth, recorded in detail in the treasure book, and turned into a inheritance for future generations to practice, and future generations do not need to go through it again, but only need to concoct it in the same way, and they will have the opportunity to learn what is inside, just like the people who created this secret book back then.

It didn't take long for Qin Yang's eyes to regain their brightness, and his consciousness was withdrawn and he returned from that artistic conception.

It may be that I have already cultivated two classics and one classic, and the process of comprehension is not as difficult as I imagined, everything is smooth, and it should be easy to get started.

At this moment, Qin Yang finally understood, why in the legend, the Huangquan Secret Scripture was a qi refining method, majoring in true yuan mana, why the body of the mad ancestor didn't seem to be too weak......

This method is to open up a yin spring in the body, the yellow spring of the teacher's law, no root and no fate, born from heaven and earth, vast and vast, big can be boundless, small can be turned into the Yellow River, so that the power in the body will be endless, never exhausted.

But this Yin Spring, naturally, will not be like the Yellow Spring, opening up the Yin Spring, in essence, it still relies on the flesh, and what it absorbs is also the power of the flesh.

Such a natural requirement for the physical body will not be the same as physical cultivation, but it will not be too bad.

Originally, Qin Yang thought that this puja overlapped with the Burial Sea Secret Scripture, both of which were true cultivation yuan mana, and they were known for their long qi veins.

Since he opened up the eye of the sea and shattered the upper limit of his mana, and he didn't practice the third volume of the burial sea to limit his strength, the true amount of the future will definitely be no problem, just worry about being too vast, and don't need to worry about less at all.

In this case, the Huangquan Secret Archive, no matter what, cannot be compared to the Secret Archive of the Burial Sea, which has lost its limitation.

But I never expected that it would look the same, but I didn't expect it to be completely different in nature.

To practice the Yellow Spring Secret Book and turn into a Yin Spring, you must first open up the sea of blood, use the power of qi and blood to turn the sea, and then open up the Yin Spring in the depths of the sea......

And he practiced the Wuxian Sutra, an extreme method of refining the body, and when the qi and blood were strong to a certain extent, it was inevitable to open up the sea of blood.

Qin Yang thought about it a little, it is indeed possible to cultivate, in this case, it is equivalent to establishing a bridge between the physical body and the true yuan, integrating the strength, and the strength will inevitably be stronger at that time.

I didn't plan to do it before, in addition to not knowing the content, but also because I didn't dare to mess around.

Even if the Dao Foundation can carry all the exercises, take its advantages and remove its dross, but it is not possible to build a building blindly, and the structural problems must be considered.

It's best to go with the flow.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Yang suppressed all his thoughts and began to practice step by step.

After all, there is another very important problem in front of us, and when I can get out of here, I will have to make a fake ......

But if you want to fake it, you have to learn it yourself.

......

On the other side, on the ground, many changes have also appeared......

In the basin where the Netherworld Holy Sect's residence is located, the Yin Beast is well versed in the essence of the Word Trick, and in order not to be discovered, since the first day of the big meal, it has been shooting a different place in the back.

Wandering wildly in the basin, devouring the ghosts there.

At first, it was okay, not picky eaters, some of them are better to eat than hungry, and they will eat whatever they see.

But after staying for a while, after the little bastard was not hungry, he began to pay attention to the quality of food.

To put it simply, the mouth is raised......

Ordinary ghosts and ghosts, I don't bother to take a look, and I pick out the kind of ghosts that are special.

What kind of ghost who peeled the skin of daylilies and died, what a famous ghost, what a little ghost with a high natural spirituality......

However, in the eyes of the monks of the Netherworld Holy Sect, these ghost creatures are all excellent ghost creatures that are easy to cultivate, have high potential, and even have some special abilities.

On weekdays, a disciple of the Netherworld Holy Sect ventured into the basin, and if anyone caught such a special ghost creature that was still weak, his potential and status would immediately rise in a straight line.

After all, their cultivation is also closely related to the ghost things that fit, and the stronger the ghost things, the better the talent, the smoother their cultivation will be.

Even if you don't use it, you can make a lot of money if you sell it, and for a long time, you don't have to worry about the problem of cultivation resources.

However, lately......

The disciples of the Netherworld Holy Sect discovered that those superb special ghost things could not even be found......

After a few days, even a fierce ghost could not be found, only some garbage remained.

At this time, even the blind can see the problem.

"The one in the depths, the one who eats is really too ugly, and the one with the best potential is secretly coerced by him, we have worked hard to invest in this, and have been operating for ten thousand years, and now we have all made his wedding dress, which is too deceitful!" In the Great Hall of the Netherworld Holy Sect, an elder had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.

"Isn't it someone stealing, this is a natural ghost cave, everyone else knows it, and there are many daring people......

"Fart! These days, we have surrounded this place tightly, no one can leave, all the way to the depths, there is no one on the periphery, don't you say, there are thieves who steal ghosts, can stay in the depths for so long and be unscathed? You are the one in the depths is blind? Except for him, who can take away so many superb ghost species so quietly?"

"That's enough!" The person sitting at the top of the house shouted in a low voice and looked around: "Don't quarrel, I handed over the name card tomorrow and asked what that person meant, the covenant of the year is not counted!"

But before they could do anything, a large group of fierce ghosts suddenly appeared in the depths of the basin, led by two ghosts and gods, enveloping tens of thousands of ordinary ghosts and attacking the mountain gate of the Netherworld Holy Sect......

"The children of the Netherworld Holy Sect, the Holy King of my family asked me to tell you, don't say that I won't give you a chance, hand over the ghost seed immediately, this time you people don't have the shame to disobey the covenant, forget it, if you don't pay, then give you a blood lesson!"

In the middle of the mountain gate, a big-mouthed ghost creature roared and roared, and the sound shook for hundreds of miles.

In the Netherworld Holy Sect, everyone was pale and angry, and the person who came to shout was just a ghost king, and it was just a big-mouthed little ghost with a loud voice but no strength......

That's it, dare to ride on their mountain gate and shout, it's no different from riding on the head to......

This can't be any better......

"It's too much to deceive people! A little ghost with a big mouth dares to roar at the mountain gate here!"

A grumpy elder immediately shouted angrily and pointed at the air.

Just listen to the pop, and the big-mouthed ghost thing will be annihilated into slag and dissipate.

As the ghosts dissipate, a great war is about to break out.

Although there are covenant restrictions on both sides, if there is a conflict of interests, it is impossible to have no grievances, and there will always be a day when they will erupt over time.

And now, the two sides have decided on their own ideas, and they don't even have the intention of sitting down and talking.

That's the old rule, whoever has the big fist is right......

At the beginning of this battle, no one can stop it if they can say stop.

......

Three days later, the Crazy Ancestor left the underground labyrinth, and along the way, he killed a few weak chickens he encountered, all of whom were the ones who took advantage of his dementia to trap him......

The Netherworld Holy Sect came first, because he knew that after he took revenge here, the probability of retreating was a little greater, and the Huangquan Demon Sect, he knew too well, and understood very well that if he did a big job, it was unlikely that he would survive in the end.

The closer he got to the Netherworld Holy Sect, the more firm the Mad Ancestor's eyes became, and he had a will to live and die in his heart, but he wanted to take his own life and pull these enemies to bury him, and all these grievances would be reduced to nothing, and he would not be involved with the people he didn't want to implicate......

When it was approaching, he walked all the way, accumulating his fighting spirit, becoming more and more pure, and trying to exert his strength to twelve.

It's just that when he reached a hundred miles away from the Netherworld Holy Sect, he suddenly stopped.

In the direction of the Netherworld Holy Sect, the yin qi rushed into the sky, turning into a black curtain covering the sky, and the evil qi was boiling, and it had even condensed into a beast form, roaring in the air.

In that direction, the killing aura, it is simply impossible to look at directly.

The Mad Ancestor flew into the air, used his eyesight, and looked away.

I saw that in the direction of the Netherworld Holy Sect, one after another the powerhouses of the Netherworld Holy Sect stood in the air, full of momentum, and the sect master of the Netherworld Holy Sect actually came forward in person.

On the other side, in the direction where the basin was located, a three-thousand-zhang tall ghost object, its whole body was shrouded in yin qi, like a shadow, and in one of his hands, an elder of the Netherworld Holy Sect was trapped in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't leave no matter what.

"Nether Sect Master, since you have torn up the covenant, don't blame this seat for being unkind. ”

The huge ghost thing sounded like thunder, and the black clouds in the mid-air trembled, turning into dense yin thunder and escaping.

I saw a huge ghost thing, and suddenly closed my palm, and with a muffled sound, the person trapped in my palm died like this......

"Huh?"

The Crazy Ancestor floated in the air, his face dazed, full of question marks.

It took three days to climb, three days to accumulate, and three days to strengthen one's mind, and then the state and fighting spirit were ......

All of a sudden, like a deflated ball, it was gone......

It's all gone......

Standing in mid-air, he looked at the battle over there with a blank face, and the battle fluctuated, and it could already be affected by hundreds of miles apart.

After a long time, the Mad Ancestor regained consciousness slightly, but there were more questions and confusion on his face.

"That's the ...... It seems to be the Second Nether Elder I'm looking for, he's ...... Just died?"

"What's going on here?"