Vientiane Senluomen left one after another, and everyone had their own work to do, so they didn't bother to guess the relationship between the two women here.

Minghe Meng Qingying, you look at me, I look at you, just now they were still looking at each other and laughing, but at this moment, they all snorted with a straight face, and turned their heads away from looking at each other.

Then they each suspended in one place, closed their eyes and felt the faint breath below, and stopped talking.

Although they dare not venture lightly here, it is also meaningful to have a little insight from the outside, which will help them find their memories.

No matter who they are, they are extremely curious about what their past life will be like, and they are certainly no exception. Even if it's not to recover the memories of past lives, they want to know something, as long as it's human.

They are already very willed people, and if they change the weak-willed ones, just the soul traction and call here is enough to make people break in uncontrollably.

If you really break in, you will most likely not be able to do it yourself.

There are often several stages in exploring past lives. First of all, during the Huiyang period, the soul was strong, so he faintly sensed through a certain hint and realized that he might have a past life. Then try to touch objects related to your past life or other to activate fragmentary memories and remember who you were in your past life. Then receive or completely awaken the memories of the previous life, and begin to choose between the memories of the two lives.

At the beginning, Yu Zhenren stopped in the second stage, and did not go to the third stage at all, and there are only a handful of people with this kind of great perseverance.

They now feel that they may have a past life, but they don't know exactly what it is, and they are in the first stage.

This is also a matter that requires fate, and many people start from this stage to find things related to their past lives, which may take a lifetime.

However, because Meng Qingying's Netherworld Integration Action happened to fit the relationship between them in their previous lives, this step was infinitely advanced, resulting in facing it too early.

Neither of them was mentally prepared to face it directly, but both of them tried to know what their previous life was first.

The area below is very powerful, but it doesn't mean that they were strong in their previous lives, maybe they are just fish and shrimp in the sea of blood, ghosts in the River Styx, and that's it. But no matter what it is, even if it's a green-haired turtle, you have to know about it......

In fact, this is also very dangerous, because it is not necessarily a passive energy area below, there may be living creatures entrenched, and they may also provoke the attack of the creatures in it when they perceive the front edge outside, but it is not that you stay outside and are fine.

But at this level, they are still sure to run away, there is no heir, the two most outstanding new stars of the younger generation in the Shenzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, it would be too cowardly to even dare to do this.

Feeling the overflowing breath below, both of them entered the "dream realm" to varying degrees.

Minghe saw Qin Yi.

It's really Qin Yi, even the clothes are the same green shirt that has not changed for thousands of years, but the style has changed a little......

Could this be Qin Yi's previous life?

Minghe's heart fluttered, but why couldn't he see who he was?

Is it a first-person perspective?

Sure enough, he saw Qin Yi walking towards him, with a warm smile: "By asking, where is the Youhuang Sect going?"

Minghe heard himself say: "There is no master of the netherworld, who is the emperor of the netherworld?"

Well...... The same coldness, the same distantness, the same timbre as now, is it really his past life? Who is that? Minghe is looking forward to it.

But I heard the man who was suspected of Qin Yi's previous life laughing: "The name is the Emperor of the Netherworld, and it doesn't mean that he is the Emperor of the Netherworld." If someone builds a Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, is there really ten thousand Dao, and there are more than a dozen of them, okay? ”

Minghe heard himself laughing: "So...... What do you give me to show me the way?"

"Is the Nether so realistic?"

"Yes, the Netherworld is so realistic. ”

The man tilted his head and looked at himself for a long time, and there was a very strange color in his eyes, and he couldn't tell the difference.

It was a long time before he handed over a piece of fruit.

"It's ...... What is the real thing about the wood?"

"Yes. ”

"This thing of the flesh is of no use to me. ”

"You...... It will be useful. The man's gaze was unusually soft: "Anyway, it's worth a lot, isn't it?

"It's worth it. Minghe lightly took over the fact of Jianmu.

The River Styx flows quietly, and the Kraken below begins to sing, captivating, reaching the soul. Minghe turned around and entered the river, and soon the dream became pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

I haven't seen anything about myself, just look at Qin Yi's face!

Minghe was angry and wanted to continue to see the dream clearly, but it was dark.

Even reality ......

Black?

Worst...... Could the voice of the Kraken just now come from reality?

............

When Minghe was dreaming, Meng Qingying was also dreaming.

What she dreamed of was more mysterious than the Ming River.

Because they all rely on the breath of this place, it is very likely that what they dream about is what happened in this place. Minghe may have meant that she used to live here and showed people the way, but what Meng Qingying saw was fighting.

Even combat is an incomprehensible template.

The heat wave that melts everything, the cold that solidifies the soul, the coercion of a realm, the invasion of the sea of blood.

Nothing can be seen.

Only blood and darkness.

I vaguely saw the energy I wielded, dark blue, deep purple, like a netherworld.

If you are the Netherworld, who is your opponent in battle?

There is a compass rotating, the disc surface seems to be engraved with six ways, the pointer is spinning, and I don't know where to fall.

"You came to her, she's not here at all!"

Meng Qingying didn't know what she was talking about, was it a man, a woman, or a beast? Anyway, the other party was here to find someone, and he was stopping it?

The place of the battle is ...... At the junction of the Styx Blood Sea?

Anyway, I lost.

It hurts, it hurts......

The souls are scattered......

But at this moment, a red glow fell from the sky, and the dazzling phoenix feathers cut through the vast darkness and fell in front of him.

The power of the phoenix...... So familiar, so kind, as if it were his own thing, supporting and nourishing his last trace of spiritual light.

The last bit of spiritual light took advantage of this short-term protection, and it disappeared into the darkness and disappeared in an instant.

"Who's meddling?"

The void is secluded, and no one answers.

“...... Perhaps, since you can't find it, then abolish this realm and cut off the foundation of this reincarnation!"

"Boom!" the River Styx broke off, the sea of blood dried up, and the blood shattered, like snow.

I can vaguely hear the wail of the Kraken, where should they go if they have lost their attachment to the River Styx?

Meng Qingying followed the voice of the kraken and looked over, and also fell into darkness.

Oops...... This Siren's voice is not a dream, it is in reality?

Where did the Kraken come from!

Meng Qingying Minghe opened his eyes at the same time, and the first thing he saw was that both of them had involuntarily entered the most dangerous area, and one eye seemed to have opened in the blood sea whirlpool.

The whirlpool formed by the huge eyes, the eyes are full of ferocity and hatred.

There were also giants condensed into various pieces of flesh and blood crawling out of the eyes, as if countless former flesh and blood bones in the sea of blood were irregularly spliced together, forming a condensation of resentful souls in the sea of blood.

The surrounding aura surged, the resentful spirit roared, and the aura of silence and death completely enveloped the two of them in an instant, and they wanted to break free, but they couldn't do it.

"If you don't reach the bottom of your eyes, you can still break away!" Meng Qingying had some experience, and immediately said to Ming Dao: "You and I join forces to break this flesh monster first!"

Without saying a word, Ming He sacrificed his natal sword.

The vast sky light instantly filled the vast expanse, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the nine heavens, incomparably gorgeous.

At the same time, behind Meng Qingying, a little starlight converged out, soaring in the dark night in a blink of an eye, stretching out his huge body all over the sky.

Meng Qingying's natal puppet, the dragon of luck.

In the distance, Qin Yi was letting go of his divine sense and searching everywhere, and he didn't have any news when he found out his head. As a result, the glare of the sky and the terrifying aura of the sky went violent, which immediately attracted his attention.

First of all, he was happy: "It's the sword of Minghe, the dragon of light shadow!"

Then he was shocked: "What needs to make them use their stunts in the first place!"