At the end of the road to heaven, the fog gradually rose, mixed with the Qi of the years, completely covering the figure of Xiao Suo.

When everything dissipated, there was no longer Su Musha's figure in the same place.

And as Su Musha entered the Red Underworld, this lonely road to the sky also seemed noisy.

The uncountable old monster climbed this path.

Some people have cautious expressions, most of these people are monks who have just entered the realm of power, or the power that is still at the peak of their prime, entering the red sky in order to find opportunities, but obviously, this place will evolve into one of the bloodiest battlefields in the Yang world, and infinite opportunities also represent infinite killing opportunities.

Some people have sad expressions, just like the power of lotus frost and the like, they have come to the end of Shouyuan, and even the Taoist weapon is vaguely unable to suppress the dead Qi, no matter whether the secret mentioned by Su Musha is true or not, this is the place where they last fought for their lives, or saw the end of the Chengxian Road, or...... Bones here!

There are even more people who look indignant, this kind of monks, most of them take the path of immortality with the heart of a child, they resent the Dao Yun Ancient God's move to seize the sky, this trip to the Red Underworld, in order to kill the Dao Yun Ancient God, even if he dies, he will not hesitate to pay the price, just for all sentient beings, for the future generations of the Hongtao Realm, flow out of a way to live.

......

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed.

Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

The way is slow, thirsty and hungry.

My heart is sad, I don't know how I mourn!

This is the tragic and cold that too many people in the yang world can't understand, and the nameless atmosphere invisibly gathers in the crowd, gathers on this road to the sky, lingers in everyone's heart, and affects the mood of these old monsters little by little.

In the eyes of many people in the Yang world, the power of enlightenment is already the supreme end of the path of immortality in this world, and everyone here is a god standing in the clouds.

But only they know.

How powerful is it?

100,000 years, 100,000 years, what about longevity?

Time is like a knife, cutting down the masses.

The avenue is ruthless, and life is hard!

If you don't become an immortal, you will only turn into a piece of loess in the yang world.

Looking around, the great power gathered, this is almost the most prosperous group of people in the Hongtao Realm, but among these people, how many of them can find the opportunity to become immortals?

There are only a few people who become immortals in one life.

More people, greeted only by a sad end.

......

Such a melancholy is more and more lingering, as if it is the last sad war song before the expedition.

Many hidden old monsters were moved by this, and the lotus frost power also pursed her lips tightly, and in the depths of her cloudy eyes, there was a shocking light constantly flickering, as if she was looking back on the past, and seemed to be feeling a little regret on the road of most of her life.

No one spoke, no one rashly washed away this faint but unrelieved sorrow.

Hmmm——!

Suddenly, it was the sound of the Sumeru barrier being torn apart!

The great powers were alert and looked at the Sumeru barrier that had been forcibly torn not far away.

What a terrifying power this is, even the Sumeru barrier on the way to heaven can be torn apart!

That's almost beyond the power of the Great Power Realm!

In the deep and lonely cracks of Sumeru, one after another shocking figures gradually walked out.

Palm old ghost!

Mighty!

Xuanji Fairy!

This is the people gathered on Yugu Mountain, led by Cangming Power, and it seems that they have reached some agreement with the old ghost of the Palm Patriarch and the disciples of Daoyun.

As soon as he appeared, the old ghost turned his head to look at the people on the road to the sky, and the sound of a wild laugh echoed on this long road.

He waved his hand at the Cangming Mighty Crowd, and the scarlet look in the eyes of the old ghost became more and more intense.

"You go first!"

When the words fell, the old man suddenly made a move, and blasted towards the crowd with one palm!

Coldly watching the old ghost of the palm make a move, the mighty people did not speak, but turned straight into a streamer, and in a flash, he directly disappeared into the Red Underworld.

And with the disappearance of the powerful people, the qi on the old ghost of the palm is becoming more and more crazy, and there is no longer the slightest concealment!

Many old monsters have changed their faces because of this!

This is the way to heaven! Not the depths of the void, let alone the yang world!

As the qi on the old ghost of the palm lord bloomed, the power of Sumeru on the entire road to heaven became tyrannical because of it, and in all directions, Sumeru cracks continued to appear!

If you let the old ghost in charge do this, I am afraid that before the cultivators have reached the Red Heaven, this road will turn into a powerful burial ground and become the most dangerous Jedi in this world!

Once swallowed up by the void crack here, even if it is powerful, it will be involved in the depths of the turbulence of time and space, which is the gap between the high heavens and the thick earth, and it is a place that does not belong to the yang world!

Fall into the depths of the turbulence of time and space, or turn into death in one breath, or pass eternity in one breath!

There are even places where there is no difference between the four wilderness and the eight wildernesses, there is no avenue, and there is not even the flow of time!

It is the Jedi of all beings, even if it is as prosperous as a great power, and if it is at the peak of immortals, it is destined to be imprisoned in such a place and unable to break free, but it has a sense of self, and it bears a long period of loneliness like longevity, and finally sits, and even will be wiped out by the immortal aura in the depths of the soul, and cannot be reincarnated!

Such a change is not unprecedented.

There was once a Yang Shi Sect, exploring the depths of the turbulence of time and space, refining the power of Sumeru, and preparing to open up a blessed land for the sect, but inadvertently pulled out such a space, and saw the relics of a missing great power before the eons.

For a while, even if it was powerful, all the cultivators were terrified!

"Zhangyuan, you're crazy!"

The purple crane was really crazy, and he dodged in a bit of embarrassment, avoiding a certain Sumeru crack that was suddenly born.

If it weren't for that, just now, the real person of the Purple Crane would have been swallowed by the Sumeru crack that suddenly bloomed!

With the sound of angry shouting, the Purple Crane Zhenren no longer concealed his breath, and the terrifying pressure of the immortal state dispersed, and he wanted to make a move to kill the old ghost of the palm patriarch!

"Everyone, strike together, and kill Zhangyuan with thunder means! If you don't kill him, we will be in danger!"

As soon as Zihe's real voice fell, when you were about to make a move, you saw the old man in charge suddenly flip his hand!

Not to mention the cultivators, even the Purple Crane Zhenren here, his body suddenly exploded and retreated, and there were even monks who had just entered the realm of great power, their faces turned gray, and they almost had the idea of turning around and escaping from the path to heaven!

The old ghost of the palm held a jade hairpin in his palm.

On the jade hairpin, there are mottled cracks, and it seems that as long as the old ghost in the palm of the palm is lightly forced, it will completely shatter.

This is no ordinary magic weapon.

Many old monsters have already recognized the heels of this jade hairpin.

This is the companion Dao weapon of the ancient god of Changyue.

The ancient god of Changyue has been seated, but the world does not know that the companion Dao weapon of the ancient god has fallen into the hands of the old ghost of the palm patriarch, and has even become like this.

If this jade hairpin shattered, the fragment of the Dao rules belonging to the ancient god of Changyue would also evolve into a terrifying storm!

This is almost equivalent to the self-detonation of a peak power!

Just holding the jade hairpin in his hand, the old ghost of the palm was another palm, and blasted towards the crowd.

"Irrelevant get away! Only kill the cultivators of Beishan today!"

It is rumored in the world that in the past, the old ghost of the head of the country ruined the opportunity of a powerful enlightenment and was hunted down and killed by the cultivators of Beishan.

Seeing that the road to heaven continued to tremble, and the cracks in Sumeru appeared densely in all directions, and the long road had the possibility of evolving towards the Jedi, Zihe Zhenren's face was ruthless.

"Shoot, help the old ghosts, and kill the cultivators of Beishan!"

In desperation, all the old monsters shot almost at the same time, carefully reined in their breath, and performed the supreme killing technique, and went towards the Beishan Zhuxiu.

......

The smoke and dust rose and gradually blurred the figure of the old ghost, but the sound of the sinister laughter continued to come out of it.

"Say! In the past, who summoned Beishan! In the past, who slandered me! In the past, who was calculating me! Say!"

Nether Immortal Monarch

Nether Immortal Monarch