The Netherworld, the peak of reincarnation.

The reincarnation of the mountain is magnificent, suspended on all sides, the peak is crowned with scenic clouds, and the underground spiritual veins extend in all directions, just like a solitary show, more like a cloud platform.

The swamp is muddy and damp, and the emerald green leaves are swaying and swaying.

Beneath the layers of dead leaves, there seemed to be creatures wriggling, rolling forward.

Suddenly, it seemed to feel something, and it quickly crawled towards the left front.

At this time, Sima Yuan, who was holding a pestle and a cane in one hand, raised his head, and his eyes moved with the walking Longbao.

His eyes were calm, and he muttered to himself: "The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs."

As soon as the words fell, the burrowing beast seemed to feel something, and paused for a moment.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan snorted coldly, and the Ground-Drilling Beast suddenly broke out.

There was a thud, and the sound of breaking the air arrived.

Sima Yuan's eyes were cold, and with a flick of his fingers, a 'sharp weapon' flew out of the bag and was smashed into pieces.

At this time, the fallen leaves fell, and Sima Yuan twisted the leaves lightly.

The withered leaves are like divine help, and they break the ground with a pop.

A painful beast groan, and there was no more sound from Longbao.

Sima Yuan then walked by, and his figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

After a while, several beast shadows faintly gathered here, staring at Long Bao silently.

Then they looked at each other and then dispersed.

At the same time, the beasts roared one after another in the forest from time to time.

Sima Yuan, who was walking, frowned slightly, and a spiritual mist seemed to gradually rise around him, and his vision began to blur.

His eyes were dark, and he seemed to chuckle.

It's true that this place is empty, but it hasn't imprisoned mana.

When did even a mere demon beast be able to ambush the dignified Yuan Infant Peak?

Isn't the world in chaos?

Suddenly, many sounds gradually disappeared, and the dark forest gradually fell silent, like a dead forest.

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, looking at the area ahead, as if a great crisis was quietly approaching.

The strange thing is that these spiritual mist can actually obscure the divine sense.

Sima Yuan said to himself: "Misty mist."

Suddenly, there were a few swishing sounds around, and Sima Yuan patted it expressionlessly, and he was slapped away.

Several wails fell to the ground, and after a few flicks, he stopped getting up.

Sima Yuan fixed his eyes, but it was three colorful butterflies.

He frowned slightly, can this thing survive here?

Before he could ask, a buzz came.

Sima Yuan frowned, as if he was impatient.

Suddenly, a squeak sounded, as if it were a group of companies.

The corners of Sima Yuan's eyes jumped.

The sound of tree shadows flying, rotting leaves rolling, dead branches creaking, and the ground shaking came from the thick fog where you couldn't see your fingers.

Like a great enemy coming, the mountains are coming.

Sima Yuan gasped, his expression solemn and shocked.

If he could see through the fog, he could see that fifty feet in front of him was in the air, and many beasts, insects, and birds were looking down on him with cold eyes.

At the same time, with the passage of time, the momentum of the encirclement continued to intensify, trying to compress Sima Yuan's space.

Among the insects and birds, bees and butterflies fly wildly, eagles and sparrows whirl, lions and tigers roar, and snakes and beasts roar.

Suddenly, a tiger roar like a king sounded, as if giving orders.

Sima Yuan's face in the spiritual mist changed greatly, and with a roar in his mouth, the wooden staff was smashed down.

A rumbling sound sounded, the tide of beasts from all directions surged wildly, the mountains and forests rioted, and the peaks trembled.

After a roar, silence returned.

A light cough sounded, and I saw that on top of an ancient tree with the thickness of a hug, Sima Yuan was stuck at the branch, and he didn't dare to move for a long time.

At its peak, a small snake, like a worm and a dragon, coiled around its neck.

Looking at its trembling figure, it is also trembling.

At this moment, Sima Yuan not only did not dare to use any spiritual power, but also tried his best to hide the aura on his body.

There were still hundreds of spirit insects circling and flying below, as if they were not dying.

Suddenly, an illusory shadow slid down from the tree, silently.

After traveling far, Sima Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the place where he had just stopped, full of shock.

He lowered his head and saw that his robe was tattered at this time, dozens of feet long wounds were all over his body, and there were many torns from the corners of his clothes that had been bitten and fell on his body, and his embarrassed appearance made people smile bitterly.

In fact, with Sima Yuan's power, even under the forbidden air and forbidden array, these spirit insects and birds could still be easily killed.

But after he passed by that Drill Beast, he no longer dared to hunt the Demon Beast easily.

Kill one, provoke a group.

In fact, he did have a killing machine, but when this killing machine appeared, there seemed to be a monstrous opportunity in the depths of the Manglin hundreds of feet away.

It is conceivable that once the killing ring is opened, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of this place this time.

He cursed in his heart, these beasts are united enough.

Suddenly, after what happened, after Sima Yuan walked again, he became more and more cautious.

He held a wooden cane, crossed mountains and mountains, opened roads in the mountains, built bridges in the water, and walked to the reincarnation peak with brute force.

Along the way, whenever Sima Yuan uses the subtle spiritual power, it will attract insects and birds, beasts and birds, and the monsters want to come again.

Sima Yuan was indignant in his heart, could it be that this Reincarnation Peak's idea to turn the monk into a powerless mortal?

He looked at the reincarnation peak that was close at hand in front of him, and he hesitated a little in his heart, if even the reincarnation peak was so forbidden that he couldn't use mana, what was the use of him coming here?

The purpose of his trip was to repair the Sword of Question and regenerate it.

If he couldn't use his spiritual power, wouldn't he be a bamboo basket for nothing?

Sima Yuan exhaled, and after tearing off the cover on his body, he was shocked and shook off several spirit insect poisons hidden in his clothes.

He glanced at it, and there seemed to be a flash of brilliance in his eyes, as if mana overflowed.

The spirit insect poison trembled and ran away.

He glanced in a certain direction, and a strong qi machine erupted from the previous direction, which was suspected to be the demon king of the half-step spirit god realm.

Sima Yuan's eyes crossed a trace of shadow, and after snorting coldly, he walked towards the reincarnation peak.

The reincarnation peak is towering into the clouds, lonely and majestic, and the thousands of feet high Optimus Pillar makes people breathe quickly.

Sima Yuan's eyes were solemn, this peak was left by that one, especially if it was so easy to climb.

He took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward, and his figure vanished.

Sima Yuan only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of him, the scenery changed.

What appeared to his eyes at this moment was a verdant world.

Mountains, forests, pines, green clouds and clear water are all green.

Between Sima Yuan's walks, the fish and shrimp in the river pool frolicked, and it was peaceful.

Among the trees, elk and grass are raised, and the spirit horse is wandering.

Sima Yuan was in a leisurely mood and smiled warmly.

Then, when he turned around and walked leisurely, the fish and shrimp stopped playing, and the fish on his back burst open, like the sharp teeth of a dog's tooth spitting water and bubbling water.

The elk spat out the grass in its mouth, and its eyes were gloomy, as if there was a dark outpouring of it.

At the same time, in the autobiographical forest, monsters quietly emerged.

However, what was terrifying was that Sima Yuan was still smiling and walked slowly towards those bloody mouths unsuspectingly.

As if it fell on deaf ears, he did not notice it at all.

Suddenly, a blood-stained branch and leaf vine crept from behind Sima Yuan.

After breathing, one turns into ten, like ten spiritual snakes, meandering and trailing.

Immediately, there were more and more long vines, silently and rapidly crawling.

On the other hand, Sima Yuan's eyes seemed to be full of longing, and his eyes were a little trance-like and confused, as if he had fallen into a demonic barrier.

Behind him, the long vines like waterfalls had gathered into a fissure-toothed fierce tiger with a size of ten feet, his eyes were green and faint, and his aura gradually climbed to

The realm of the late infant.

Moving his gaze back, in the huge Changteng Waterfall, countless demon beast corpses, spirit insect remains, and even monks' dry bones were wrapped inside.

Looking at the injuries of these people, all of them were killed by spear-like spikes piercing their heads, hearts, or dantians.

In particular, many of the corpses that had not yet completely decomposed still seemed to have a terrifying and terrifying look on their faces, as if they had seen something frightened before they died.

The huge group of corpses wrapped in Changteng Waterfall squirmed forward, approaching Sima Yun's back step by step.

At the same time, the fierce tiger gradually deformed and became human.

His eyes were hollow and gloomy, and his face was full of hideousness and unwillingness.

At this moment, he gently reached down and grabbed it.

A ten-zhang spear completely made of a long vine of spiritual wood was revealed.

The spear was covered in emerald green, and its aura was comparable to that of a real weapon.

Traces of bloodstained red lines gradually appeared on the surface of the spear, and the golden light of the imprisoned runes flashed away.

Suddenly, countless resentful souls stood out on the spear, as if they could not survive or die, and it was difficult to enter reincarnation.

At this time, the human creature roared, clenched the spear in his hand, and threw it at Sima Yuan's back.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan, who looked in a trance, stiffened, and he lowered his head to look.

The entire lower body was cut off and never to be seen again.

Immediately, their bodies trembled and then fell apart.

However, at this moment, the face of the human creature behind it suddenly changed greatly, and the huge long vine was tumbling and disturbing, as if there was a hissing sound of pain.

After a boom, the vine monster exploded with a bang, and green juice spilled all over the sky.

A figure walked out of it, and it was Sima Yuan.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he was silent.

Immediately raised his head, did not look at the so-called 'Long Vine Waterfall', looked around for a week, and muttered, "Is it illusory or real?"

The sound of the infinite world echoed, and the birds and beasts that had been hoarse before were silenced in unison.

Sima Yuan's eyes suddenly appeared, "That's the realm of illusion."

Immediately, he raised his hand to look into the sky, and the sword aura at his fingertips was permeating.

Immediately, he let out a long shout, and his figure suddenly jumped upward, and the sword light rushed into the sky.

There was a bang, and after a while, the emerald green world was replaced by a red gold light.

Then Sima Yuan seemed to have a clear understanding in his eyes, and a golden armor god stood proudly in the air, looking at Sima Yuan coldly.

Sima Yuan's eyes showed enlightenment, and he said to himself: "It turns out to be the world of the five elements."

Oh, after a banging explosion, Sima Yuan's figure stepped out.

Suddenly, the desert giants full of mountains and land surrounded Sima Yuan, and a brass-skinned giant with a height of a hundred feet held a meteor yellow iron hammer and rushed forward.

Since then, Sima Yuan has wandered in the illusory realm of the five elements such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and has galloped in all directions.

If someone looked from the outside, they could see Sima Yuan's young figure jumping over the green leaves in the place where he disappeared.

Its figure seems to be thousands of times smaller, sometimes as large as a mosquito, sometimes as small as an ant.

As Sima Yuan's figure jumped, one by one small secret realms also perished.

When the green leaves collapse, the world collapses.

This is a flower, a world, a leaf, a universe.

In front of Sima Yuan, there were tens of thousands of towering trees, and the spiritual leaves on the trees were flying, and Su Po was swaying.

The list is endless.

If Sima Yuan destroyed the past one after another like this, he would never be able to reach the peak of reincarnation.

At the same time, there was a pair of eyes on the reincarnation peak that were coldly looking down on the spirit leaf, without sorrow or joy.

Overlooking what Sima Yuan did in the small secret realm.

Suddenly, I saw Sima Yuan, who had been jumping, stop and look up at the blue sky.

After several 'jumps', Sima Yuan already realized in his heart.

He muttered to himself, "Suo Po Xiaojie."