Chapter Seventy-Nine: Undercurrent

He Yinuo thought that his fate could be speculated by others thousands of years ago, so there must be such strange people in this sea of extinction, and his fate seemed to be under the gaze of others.

"So ,,, so," He Yinuo muttered suddenly, and he stepped deeper into the Sea of Annihilation, a strange smile on his face.

"In that case, I'm going to see who of you is stronger!"

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The wind decreased, the rain slowed down, and He Yinuo's figure once again disappeared into the heaven and earth of the Sea of Annihilation, but that voice never appeared again.

At the headquarters of Xuanzong, on the huge stone statue totem of the Xuanzong turtle, countless ancient rune spells slowly appeared, and on the totem turtle shell, the texture that connected to the whole body seemed to be full of vitality at this moment, squirming rapidly, making a crisp stone rubbing sound of "click".

And the space above the rune, which was originally without any omen, was now produced by invisible fluctuations, and then gradually distorted.

With the gradual strengthening of the distortion power, after a few breaths, a huge crack from top to bottom gradually appeared in the space with invisible fluctuations, and in an instant, an extremely terrifying suction force came out of it, and it was a spatial crack!

And as the spatial crack continued to extend and tear, one of the sleeping women was gradually revealed, she was seriously injured, but her breath was calm, and her expression also revealed a trace of relief and persistence, as if she had never regretted it.

She is the Xiao Yuxin who was in the trapped dragon tomb back then, and was finally swallowed by the crack in the boundary position in order to save He Yinuo!!

The figure of an old man on the stone statue came out, looking at Xiao Yuxin in the crack in the space, a trace of discoloration flashed on his face, and he muttered to himself, "I didn't expect her to last so long,,,"

Then the Buddha's sleeves flicked, the crack gradually healed and disappeared, and a huge picture appeared in front of him, showing the current situation of the Xuanzong Division.

In the afterlife, the Xianchen Continent, the frozen and bitter cold land of the extreme north, it is rumored that in that cold desert land, there is a huge ice coffin, because of its age, it has long been plunged into the frozen surface and hidden in a cold and desolate ice field.

However, in the past tens of thousands of years, as the two worlds have continued to have abnormal movements, it has gradually spread here, and the ancient evil venerable who has been sleeping for a long time has also slowly awakened in this abnormal change!!

The land of ice fields is vast and thousands of miles, and for tens of thousands of years, there are few human beings, and this place is almost barren except for the existence of some extreme creatures.

In the center, in an open field, several polar vultures have landed on the ice, where they live all year round, using their keen sense of smell to cut through the ice with their sharp beaks and claws, to peck at the carcasses of dead animals inside.

This time, as usual, the ice vultures seemed to smell a hint of decay and came one after another, and if you looked closely, you could see that there was a huge crack spreading in the ice beneath their feet, and perhaps it was this crack that leaked the smell inside.

At this moment, the sudden change occurred, and a miserable cry suddenly came from the group of ice vultures who were originally in high spirits, and then the rest of the ice vultures rushed to the sky as if they had lost their souls.

And the ice vulture that screamed was suddenly grabbed by a withered palm, and it was killed in an instant!!

At the same time, there was a slight tremor in the originally peaceful Ice Field Desert Land, and a dull monster-like roar echoed throughout the Cold Land!

And at the junction of the frozen land and the continent, the stone statue of the void still stands as majestic as Mount Tai.

The huge stone statue was like a god, leaving behind the entire afterlife continent from beginning to end.

Under the stone statue, it was surrounded by a cloud of cold ice, which could not be seen for half a kilometer within a radius of a hundred miles, and at the edge of the ice qi was bound by an invisible prohibition.

On the one hand, this ancient prohibition is to protect the Heavenly Void Stone Statue from being violated, and on the other hand, it is to trap the things within the cold and ice qi, the Nine Crickets, one of the ancient ferocious!

And at this moment, outside the ice prohibition, there were bursts of undead crying and roaring, one after another, endlessly, very miserable.

In the place where the undead were flying in the sky, three figures slowly emerged from within, led by these undead manipulators, the Prison Spirits, whose eyes were evil and revealed a strong expectation.

The two of them who followed the prison spirit were the Shadow and the Poison Emperor of the Purgatory Altar, and the two of them seemed to be a little frightened, if they hadn't followed behind the prison spirit all the way, they might have been devoured by those undead.

The sky was overcast, the cold snow was raging, and the prison spirit came to the side of the frozen forbidden, he looked up and saw the heavenly void stone statue standing under the cold ice firmament, and infinite resentment flashed on his face in an instant, as if he wanted to kill a thousand times and could not understand the hatred in his heart.

It's just that after a while, the prison spirit actually laughed out loud again, and shouted loudly, "Hahaha, hahaha, the sky is empty, I didn't expect you to fall to this, I listened to your slander back then, so that you calculated, suppressed me in that trapped dragon mound for more than 10,000 years, today, I want you to be crushed!!"

After speaking, the evil color in the eyes of the prison spirit became even stronger, his arms were opened, and with a wave of his hands, the undead in the sky suddenly roared loudly as if they were summoned, and they rushed towards the ancient prohibition in front of the prison spirit.

The Poison Emperor and the Shadow watched from the sidelines, and their hearts were shocked and they gasped.

The Poison Emperor secretly thought, no matter how much this Prison Spirit Dao Law was suppressed by the Heavenly Void, but it was difficult to have an opponent with this undead spirit with terrifying power alone, and he really didn't know what the altar master was going to do.

However, this ancient prohibition is by no means idle, the moment the prohibition is touched by the undead, a steady stream of scorching power spreads outward from above, and the undead touched are like being scorched by the fire of hell, and instantly turn to ashes.

A strong smell of burnt paste blended with the smell of blood, hitting the ears and nose, making people feel sick in an instant.

It's just that the undead seem to have an endless stream, as if they were endless, and as the prison spirits silently recited the magic in their mouths, the undead gradually woke up from all over the Xianchen Continent and converged here.

Before such a terrifying army of daring to die, the ancient prohibition began to gradually become unsupportable.

At the same time, the various sects in the Xianchen Continent also moved.

Mochizuki Sect, at this moment, Jiuyang is located above the peak ancestral hall, and behind him is his disciple Qingxuan.

Jiuyang's expression was solemn at this moment, his brows were furrowed, and the candle in front of him, which had been extinguished due to the death of Elder Ge Zhiji, representing the position of an elder, was actually as bright as usual at this moment.

"This prison spirit is the ancient demon king, the Dao Law is through the sky, it was sealed by the Heavenly Void back then, and the Dao Law was forcibly suppressed, and now if he is allowed to unlock the Dao Law Seal again, I am afraid it will be difficult to have an opponent. And the Purgatory Altar is not reluctant, and it has long been eyeing our sects, so in this way, my Mochizuki Sect and Fengxian Sect will definitely be in danger. Jiuyang said worriedly, while constantly fiddling with the rosary in his hand, as if he was planning something.

Qing Xuan stood behind him, his expression solemn, and suddenly thought for a moment, "Master, I wonder if this catastrophe will alarm the sect leader Mochizuki?"

Jiuyang's eyes flashed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "He has traveled for thousands of years, retreated for thousands of years, and his whereabouts are not something that you and I can speculate, so let's notify the whole sect to be vigilant during this time, and contact Fengxianmen to inform him of his interests." ”

Qing Xuan clasped his hands into fists and bowed yes, and then quickly left.

And after Qingxuan left, Jiuyang no longer had a solemn look on his face, but hummed heavily, "Life and death, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with you for a long time,,,

The cold land, Zhuxian Hall, is the closest sect to the Tianxu Stone Statue, and it is rumored that the purpose of the founding of the Zhuxian Hall was to maintain the Tianxu Stone Statue and exhaust the manpower and material resources of a faction to protect it from violation, but at this moment, in the face of this scene, there is no intention of raising the teacher and moving the people.

At this moment, on a glacier, two figures stood among them, a middle-aged man, wearing a single robe, with square eyebrows and extraordinary instruments, but his sideburns were slightly white, and the wrinkles on his face recorded the traces of vicissitudes.

And what is extremely incommensurate with this is that his eyes are full of infinite demonic meaning, this kind of demonic evil is not like the kind of demonic evil brought by the evil spirit, but on the contrary, it gives people a sense of awe, as if he is the master of this world!

The other person was wearing a crown of feathers on his head, wearing a battle robe, and only a pair of blood-colored red eyes remained on his body, and an extremely terrifying dementoring power was permeated around him.

The land of ice, the blizzard is raging, and at this moment, it seems that all the chill has lost its luster, and only beside those two people is the real land of thousands of years of ice.

"This matter is special, it is inconvenient for me to come forward in person, and Wu Ling's cultivation is limited and it is difficult to be competent, so I need to trouble you to come out in person. The evil man's voice was low, and there seemed to be no trace of Dao flow on his body.

The lich's body moved slightly, and he nodded slowly, "Childe, don't worry, this matter is important, and I don't worry about others doing it." ”

The evil man also nodded, with a somewhat evil smile, "Then there is Brother Lao." ”

And the most direct participant in this matter, the purgatory altar, under the altar, the fire is raging, Dao Ying looked at the fire burning in front of him, and suddenly bowed down and said, "Don't worry, the altar master, your subordinates will go immediately!"

After speaking, his figure quickly disappeared, and after he disappeared, in the flames, there seemed to be a figure moving slightly.

The post-life continent is vast, long and long, who is the master of ups and downs!

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