Chapter 147: The Land of the Western Pole

Far to the south, in the wilderness, where the mountains overlap and the fog is thick, there is no end in sight.

Further west, the yellow sand gradually occupied the main tone, and the traces of the activities of the creatures became fewer and fewer, and even the gods and beasts did not want to come here, and in the end, it was difficult to feel even the breath of the creatures.

In the deepest part of the west, looking from afar, the sight is just a desert, the endless dark golden evil qi in the desert is floating in the air, this is the legendary West Pole of the four poles of heaven and earth, the entire West Pole is full of the breath of the Golden Avenue, and the dark golden storm sweeps the entire West Pole from time to time. Here, the Golden Dao is unprecedentedly powerful, and the other laws of heaven and earth seem to be difficult to maintain here.

In this place where there are almost no living creatures in the western pole, there is a dark golden evil qi everywhere, and in the depths of a land swept by the golden wind and angry sand, there is a deep valley standing quietly, above the valley, a golden light visible to the naked eye envelops the entire valley, blocking the invasion of the golden wind and sand outside.

The valley is a completely different scene from the outside world, with lush flowers and trees, adding vitality to the originally bleak West Pole.

In the middle of the valley, a huge golden ancient tree stands, the texture of the ancient tree is natural, but it contains endless mysteries.

There are also golden leaves that seem to be scattered with golden dots, these dots flicker, hooking with each other, forming an inexplicable formation, people can't help but indulge in it at first sight.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the valley, and I saw a yellow-skinned Taoist walking in front of Gu Mu, staring at this golden ancient tree, opening his mouth slightly, as if he was saying something to Gu Mu.

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"Boom~"

At the same time, in another place in the West Pole, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the surrounding aura seemed to be attracted by something, swarming towards a place, as the aura continued to converge, the surrounding space began to tremble, and with a fluctuation in the space, a crack suddenly appeared.

As soon as the crack appeared, the aura converged above, forming a huge cloud, and the sound of thunder continued to sound in the clouds, the thunder sound became louder and louder, and the entire cloud was rendered into a deep purple.

The surrounding space trembled violently, and the power of space poured into the rift, and began to repair the crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just as the crack was about to disappear, a red light suddenly squeezed out of the crack and fell to the ground.

The red light gradually dissipated, revealing a lotus leaf that was more than a foot large, and the lotus leaf was glowing with blood-red light all over, and countless ancient runes were beating on it, and every time it jumped, the red light flickered as if half of the breath was breathing.

After beating more than 3,000 times, the lotus leaf slowly opened, revealing one of the Tsing Yi Dao people.

The Taoist sat on top of the lotus leaf with his eyes closed, his head bowed as if thinking about something, and the red and black light on his body flickered staggered. This Taoist is none other than Zhou Yu, who has returned from the Netherworld.

"Huh?" It didn't take long for Zhou Yu's eyelashes to move slightly, his eyes slowly opened, and two ghostly lights shot out of Zhou Yu's eyes, directly piercing the space, and he didn't know where to go.

I didn't pay attention to where I was now, I was still frowning, and my face was changing, either thinking or puzzled.

After Zhou Yu entered the Netherworld Passage, he found that the Creation Qinglian could not stop a mysterious power in it, and when he thought of Houtu's parting entrustment, he summoned the lotus leaf that inherited the Great Dao of Karma Fire in his heart. At the same time, he also left from the green lotus and sat cross-legged on the lotus leaf.

As soon as he sat on the lotus leaf, Zhou Yu felt a familiar and unfamiliar force attacking him, like the power of the undead, but with an inexplicable distorted force, the fiery red lotus leaf seemed to amplify his perception, and the intuition in the dark told him that this mysterious power may be the key to solving the problem of the underworld in the future.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Yu immediately put the matter of the Netherworld Passage behind and devoted all his mind to comprehending this power. When Zhou Yu came back to his senses, he had returned to the earth.

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"This is ......" Putting away the complicated feelings in his heart, Zhou Yu glanced around, and his expression suddenly froze.

"The Land of the West Pole?" Zhou Yu said in an uncertain tone.

A desert, without any living beings, the air is mixed with the breath of gold, and the place in front of you is like the legendary West Pole Land!

The Land of the West Pole, one of the most marginal places in the Flood Wilderness, is the westernmost place in the western part of the Flood Wilderness. The conditions were so harsh that even the gods were reluctant to get involved.

Zhou Yu recalled all kinds of records of the West Pole Land in his mind, and he became more and more sure in his heart that this was the West Pole Land.

"The Land of the West Pole, I didn't expect this Netherworld Passage to send itself to the West Pole Land!" After a short period of surprise, Zhou Yu gradually calmed down, according to the words of Houtu, the Netherworld Passage can lead to any place in the Flood Wilderness, of course, it will not rule out the West Pole Land, but it is ......

Zhou Yu's eyes flashed, his heart moved, and his gaze towards the West Pole Land flashed with a fiery light.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu put away the lotus leaf of karma, glanced around, and when he looked to the west, his eyes flashed, and then the whole person turned into a cyan light and flew towards the depths of the west.

The wind and sand were rolling, covering the sky and the ground, and there was nothing at all as far as the eye could see except for a desert and the golden evil qi wafting around. Zhou Yu continued to fly towards the depths of the West Pole, the golden evil in the air became thicker and thicker, even Zhou Yu's half-step Daluo's cultivation at this time was powerless to resist, so he had to summon the Creation Blue Lotus, and continue to go deeper with the blessing of the Creation Xuanguang.

As time passed, Zhou Yu went deeper and deeper.

Roar!

One day, the blue light that Zhou Yu had turned into crossed the desert, and suddenly a dull roar sounded from the yellow sand below.

Immediately afterwards, the ground of the entire desert began to rise and fall violently, and the endless golden evil qi suddenly converged, condensing a wind blade and rushing towards the place where Zhou Yu was, and in the blink of an eye, it surrounded Zhou Yu in all directions.

A huge stream of yellow sand erupted from the desert, like a fountain, splashing tens of thousands of feet high. An inexplicable storm formed above, rolling the jetted yellow sand, forming a huge yellow salon roll, looking from afar, like a pillar through the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, it is terrifying!

In the center of this yellow salon roll, a hideous figure appeared.

Zhou Yu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly avoided the yellow salon scroll from the side, and at the same time, a light curtain rose from the green lotus, protecting him and blocking the surrounding wind blades.

"White Tiger!" Zhou Yu looked at the figure in the wind and sand with a solemn face, and spit out two words heavily!