If we look at the structure of this space-time from a macroscopic perspective, we will find that on the surface of this blue planet, there is a funnel-shaped spatial rift formed in the northern part of East Asia, which is 123 degrees east longitude and 41 degrees north latitude, and in the southern part of East Asia, which is 113 degrees east longitude and 23 degrees north latitude.

This is the after-effect of the space-time shock, and although the rift is slowly repairing in the natural laws of this side of heaven and earth, the damage caused is still visible to the naked eye.

The structure of the rift located in the southern part of East Asia is relatively simple, and as soon as the rift is generated, it is sealed and stabilized by people with a magic circle, and the hidden danger is almost eliminated.

However, the rift located in Northeast Asia has not been paid attention to in the slightest, resulting in a considerable distortion of time and space in the entire Northeast Asia.

Or forcibly raise the energy level.

Even if you simply leave it alone, the creatures that remain after the great change in Northeast Asia will become distorted, and even catalyze the demons and monsters that cannot be nurtured by the ecosystem of this time and space.

However, the area with the greatest distortion of the legal principles of heaven and earth is not in Northeast Asia, where a short-lived space-time void phenomenon has been formed, but in Zhili, the heart of the Qing Dynasty, and in Zunhua Prefecture, Hebei, which is directly under the jurisdiction of the Governor of Zhili.

Zunhua was originally just an inconspicuous small county in Hebei, but when the Shunzhi Dynasty encircled the land of the emperor's tomb in Changrui Mountain in Zunhua, Zunhua County became Zunhua Prefecture.

Speaking of Zunhua to change the county into a state, it is all stained with the light of the imperial tomb, but in the Qing Dynasty, such a critical place, although the money and food are lighter, can bear a greater stake, and often to prepare for the Tianjia Mausoleum and other ceremonies, there are many banner people living here, many of them are guarding the mausoleum banner soldiers, and a relative can be transferred to a certain prince's mansion. This person, the magistrate can't beat or scold, he can only be a spring breeze and rain, and he can't afford to play King Kong's angry eyes.

According to the officialdom, it is easy to deal with the traffic rush and the complicated rituals, as long as you are capable of handling things, there is always a chance to take the lead. However, counting the two items of "arrears of money and grain" and "lack of public order," these are the four points of "rushing, complicated, tired, and difficult," and it is the number one place where it is difficult to handle errands.

But today, there is no need for the Zunhua magistrates to worry about any "fatigue".

In Zunhua City, the streets and alleys only smelled the smell of corpses, and the zombies with gray skin and had just been transformed from the dead were slamming into the streets in groups of three or five without any intelligence.

Even the canopy of the sky was only a gray cloud, reflecting the deserted fields of crops that no one had harvested, and the dead trees that were dry and dehydrated, and the air of decay crashed headlong without warning.

The boundary of Zunhua has become such a ghost domain, and the first line of Changrui Mountain, which was later called "Qing Dongling", was shrouded in a large area of miasma, and the grass and trees in the mountains could not withstand the miasma erosion, but they were withered and regenerated in a stream.

The branches and leaves that are regenerated are like those primitive curly-leaved tree ferns that do not distinguish between stems and leaves, and blindly curl like octopus tentacles. These Jurassic plants, which should have gone deep into the sedimentary rock to find the slightest trace, used their distorted bodies and purple colors like corpses to decorate the imperial tombs of the Qing Dynasty.

Whether it is the filial piety tomb of Shunzhi, the Jingling tomb of Kangxi, or the Zhaoxi Tomb of Xiaozhuang, from the archway to the stele pavilion, from the side hall to the treasure city, at this moment it is also in a mess of grass mixed with ferns and dry grass, as if there is no living person to take care of it.

Those stone statues, whether they were white elephants carrying treasure vases, unicorns with hooves to the sky, cotton armored officers with swords, and Wenchen with pearls hanging on them, were also extremely embarrassed.

Huanghuang Qing Dynasty, the solemn emperor's mausoleum, at this moment, but the mausoleums have been opened, the thief hole is so big, so blatant, what touching the golden captain, the mountain moving people under the ninth-rate thieves and rats can only look at it and sigh!

The imperial tombs where the Qing Dynasty long-lived lords lived were all dug open from the inside, the coffins were wide open, and the burial jewels and jade were sprinkled everywhere, but the generations of emperors who were the owners of the tombs were gone.

Of course, I won't see it again.

This is not like a large number of "ghost blowing lantern" male protagonists in the Republic of China represented by Sun Dianying, who made out the burial treasures and abandoned the corpses. Let Qianlong's bones be sprinkled all over the grave, Cixi's corpse lying on the ground and growing hair, and even Puyi, the last deposed emperor, cried and howled to pick up the bones. Now, the first four founders of the Qing Dynasty, from Gaozu Nurhachi to Holy Ancestor Kangxi, have all turned into a puff of ashes between the snow runes and frost swords in Fangshan, but even Pu Yi will not have the luck to enter Babao Mountain.

And above this empty tomb of the Qing Emperor, in the middle of the sky, a strange-looking building, like a vase with a broken bottle mouth, floated under the clouds.

No matter how you look at it, this strange-looking floating city looks like someone dug up the underground palace under half of the tomb, and then lifted it out with the tomb soil with great strength!

A charred black figure emerged in the exposed floating tomb.

Dimiugos stumbled to emerge on a marble platform outside the tomb.

In this tomb, several magic-savvy characters spend a large number of precious magic gems to keep a powerful defensive lock. Blocking spatial magic is the main effect of this defensive lock.

Judging from the defensive effect alone, this tomb should be a dungeon-style mage tower. And such a fortress-like interlocking locks are not something that a single magician can build. Judging from the methods and ideas of the puzzle, it seems to be the result of the cooperation of many legendary mages.

The blackened Demon Lord stumbled down the marble platform, ignoring the men who had been startled and had come up, and walked straight forward.

Traces of powerful magic can be seen everywhere among the ruins, most of which are magical traps of the same origin as the locks that protect the cemetery.

However, when the structure of the cemetery is completely destroyed, these deadly traps have lost their original purpose.

It is unknown whether the demon Dimiugos is nostalgic or to pay homage to the builders of this magical fortress, but it still meticulously follows its predetermined route towards the central part of the fortress.

The crystal throne with powerful magic power is towering to the sky, standing in the central region, facing this heaven and earth.

Originally, this crystal throne was supposed to be placed in the "Hall of the Throne" in the deepest part of this underground fortress, which was the supreme place to show the prestige of the supreme ruler of this fortress.

As for why the lofty terms "supreme" and "glory" are hung, they are hidden in the depths of the earth like rats. The implication of this is not worth the devil's concern at all. Just as the current owner of the fortress has raised the throne hall to the highest point of the remains of the fortress, it is not worth being surprised, only it needs to obey.

It passed through sixty-seven open-air statues of demon gods adorned with four-colored magic crystals, past statues of goddesses and demons with severed heads, and stepped on the golden staircase that led to the Crystal Throne.

And in the long scroll it held in its hand, there were changes brewing that it could not detect.

The picture of the long scroll is like an invisible barrier, blocking direct contact between the two worlds.

In front of the mirror-like sea mirror, all the reality of this magical fortress is displayed in front of one person.

On the double carp purple cloud car, the immortal warlock supported his jaw with his hand, and watched the changes indifferently.

On his side, the gossip priests supported the left and right, the real people of the five cities stood with the mystical weapons of the five cities in their hands, and the twelve doctors led the gods and immortals of each department, standing like a ritual.

It's just that the sea of Xuanyun is vague, and the Taiyuan Palace is gone, only the void and the clouds are faintly formed into the shadow of the Qionglou of the Immortal Palace, which can be regarded as barely setting up a scene.

On the double carp purple cloud car, a giant peng with snow feathers and green feathers seemed to be unwilling to resign itself to its fate, but on its whole body hairy feathers, the mysterious trajectory of the Xuanshuang Qingnu True Talisman began to emerge.

Before, the original body of this giant peng wanted to bewitch the Yuan Taiyuan Palace, but at this moment, it was about to face the fate of being sealed and summoned by the Xuanmen Law Degree, and finally turned into a protector god in the Taiyuan Palace.

The countless demon blood and demon spirits it devoured before had all become carriers for building Xuanmen runes at this moment.

The immortal warlock ignored the unwillingness and struggle of the White Tent Lord's origin divine power, and just held the bamboo slip terminal in his hand and talked to the person on the other side of the communication channel:

"Uncle, don't die, uncle!"

"Your uncle, I have cultivated to the body of a half-immortal, to this point, even those Yin gods and ghosts who are not first-class, they can also be reborn and give up, as long as they can pass the level of 'the mystery in the womb', they can still reshape the Dao Ji. As for you, uncle, and I, we just gave up the Dharma Body and died together with our opponents, and as astral adventurers, how could we be reduced to playing the trick of reincarnation like Wang Qinian, a guy who enjoys experiencing the world?

Wei Ye said it easily, but in his heart he knew that although his Dao base was all contained in the Xia Yuan Taiyi True Form Diagram, if he wanted to reshape the Lu She, he also had to match the Dao Ji that he was close to the threshold of "transforming into an immortal", and the general bonds spent were not comparable to those of low-level adventurers.

The more high-authority adventurers, especially those of the immortal Dao rank such as the Immortal Warlock, the higher the repair price of their Dharma Body House, and from the perspective of the same authority, once the Immortal Warlock who has achieved the success of lead and mercury reconciliation falls, the cost of repairing his physical body is far more expensive than that of the Mana Monk who participates in the Bitter Meditation. Not to mention that ordinary resurrection methods, whether it is resurrection magic or soul rejuvenation elixir, will inevitably bring about the deterioration of the house?

If the net worth is insufficient, the rank of immortal warlock can really be called dead. That is, Wei Ye, who has accepted the origin of the white tent master who is in charge of the calamity in the three laws of Helan Gong, and has more and more of the demeanor of the calamity star, has been making trouble along the way, small things have become big, big things have become disasters, and the income from general bonds has come in a steady stream, so he dares to say that he is not afraid of death.

Speaking of which, the Immortal Warlock could almost see the disgusted look of his niece covering her ears and not wanting to hear her talk about the Tao on the other end of the communication channel. Wei Ye didn't care either, he just asked, "What's the matter, the spider-headed demon soul I sent over, have you investigated any information from it?"