Chapter 573: Dare to cross this line, cut your head
Wow~
The blue ice soul Yin Qi rolls like water.
Su Yi’s figure was like a fish swimming in the water, rushing towards the bottom of the cave.
The skin all over his body was filled with ripples of water-like charm. When he shuttled through the Yin Qi of the Ice Soul, he was not affected in any way.
The further down you go, the more intense and astonishing the Yin Qi of the Ice Soul becomes, and the power of your spiritual thoughts is greatly hindered, and you can only perceive a distance of ten feet at most.
In this situation, Su Yi used a secret technique called "Donghuo Golden Eyes", his eyes glowed with a faint golden color, and there were mysterious secret patterns intertwined and flashing.
This allows him to see the scene within a hundred feet, so that he will not be unable to react in time when an accident occurs.
Three thousand feet.
Five thousand feet.
Su Yi frowned when he reached eight thousand feet underground.
The Yin Qi of the Ice Soul becomes more and more intense, like an extremely heavy icy cold water flow. The further down it goes, the greater the pressure it endures.
Ordinary monks are destined to find it difficult to move even an inch!
If you break in forcefully, you are destined to be invaded by the Yin Qi of the Ice Soul and freeze to death!
"Even the first-class spiritual veins of heaven and earth can hardly have such strong ice soul yin energy. Could it be said that the ice soul yin energy gathered here is related to the 'innate divine object' hidden here?"
Su Yi’s eyes flashed.
Innate divine objects are treasures born from the origin of heaven and earth. They can be encountered but cannot be sought. Their preciousness is enough to make people in the imperial realm salivate!
Furthermore, Su Yi was very suspicious that the innate divine object buried in Mount Xumi was very likely to have some connection with the Dark Ancient Forbidden City.
"If this is true, the danger hidden here is destined to be extraordinary."
While thinking, Su Yi continued to sweep downwards.
When he reached 9,000 feet, Su Yi's eyes lit up, and his flying speed quietly became faster.
Within a few breaths, Su Yi rushed out of the icy Yin Qi like water, and his figure floated to the ground.
The scene in front of me suddenly changed.
This is an underground world that is so vast that you can’t even see the end at a glance.
What is shocking is that in this world, there are densely packed tombs, and in front of each tomb, there are tombstones.
Wisps of blood mist lingered in the void, shrouding the tombs, adding a permeating gloomy atmosphere.
Anyone who sees this place will mistakenly think that they have entered a vast underground tomb complex.
“How come there are so many tombstones under Mount Sumeru?”
Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and saw that far away from the dense tombs, there was a black portal that connected the sky and the earth, like a gate to a world, extremely vast.
It is also like a curtain of night stretching across the sky and the earth, making people feel palpitated.
Because the distance was too far, Su Yi couldn't see clearly and couldn't identify the origin of that black portal like a moat.
After thinking about it, Su Yi picked it up with his fingertips, and a wisp of golden blood emerged. Then, the golden blood seemed to sense something and trembled slightly.
“It seems that the innate divine object is hidden in a very far away place.”
Su Yi put away the golden blood and made this conclusion.
He did not act in a hurry, and strolled to the nearest tomb, his eyes falling on the tombstone standing in front of the tomb.
The tombstone is engraved with ancient demonic inscriptions, and the handwriting is sloppy, obviously written in a hurry.
“The ninth generation true disciple of the inner sect of Xumi Sheng Pavilion, the tomb of Wang Xumei.”
Su Yi read it out.
There is nothing worth noting.
He put away his eyes, stepped forward, and looked at the tomb in front of another tomb.
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Monument.
“The ninth generation true disciple of the inner sect of Xumi Sheng Pavilion, the tomb of Jian Ming Chong.”
The handwriting is equally sloppy and clearly belongs to the same person.
Su Yi continued walking, and almost all the tombstones he saw along the way were like this, except for the names and identities.
But Su Yi had a doubt in his heart.
There are at least thousands of tombs here, but the owner of each tombstone is almost the descendant of the seventh to ninth generation.
In addition, the handwriting on the tombstones are all written by the same person.
It feels as if the people buried here all suffered some kind of big accident and fell together. They were buried here by the only survivor and a monument was erected for them!
“Could it be said that when the Dark Ancient Restriction came 30,000 years ago, some kind of sudden change occurred here, so that the descendants of the Xumi Sacred Pavilion had no time to escape and died here?”
Su Yi pondered.
Suddenly, there was a faint sound of fighting in the distance.
Su Yi’s pupils were slightly condensed, revealing a strange color. Someone had arrived before him?
He immediately stopped thinking about it and used the air-controlling technique to fly away into the distance.
Passing past the dense group of tombs, further forward, there is a dark and gloomy sky and earth, with dense star skeletons floating quietly above the sky.
The thick blood mist fell from a very high place like a waterfall, it was a strange scarlet color.
This is a very strange sight.
People can't help but think of the bloody mist hanging over the top of Mount Sumeru, as well as the countless suspended star skeletons.
However, Su Yi can still notice the difference.
The number and scale of star skeletons suspended high in this underground world far exceeds what is seen from the outside world!
And those blood mist contains wisps of decaying death energy. Although it is not dangerous, if it invades the body, it will corrode the vitality and stain the soul...
A full half-quarter of an hour later.
Su Yi finally saw clearly that the black portal connecting the sky and the earth in the far distance was a space portal, constructed of obscure and profound space power!
At the bottom of the black portal, there is a nine-foot-high bronze gate.
The bronze door is tightly closed and is inlaid on the space portal. Countless mysterious totem patterns are engraved on it.
“Separating the outside world with a space barrier and building a forbidden door. This layout is the emperor’s coming. If you can’t figure out the secret to unlocking the forbidden power, you can only stop here.”
Su Yi is thoughtful.
Immediately, he moved his eyes and looked at a place not far away from the bronze gate.
There is a huge dojo with an area of 1,000 feet.
At this time, a fierce battle was taking place in the dojo.
An old man in white robes with a high crown and a rich belt joined forces with a middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes, and they were fighting fiercely with a spiritual sword.
This is an extremely dangerous and rare battle.
Su Yi could tell at a glance that the old man in white robes and the middle-aged man in blood were both Yuanshen at the Great Perfection level of the spiritual realm. The Yuanshen's Dharma was solid and real, extremely powerful and terrifying, far beyond ordinary people.
The old man in white robes controls a snow-white spiritual sword, and his swordsmanship is extremely advanced. Even in a duel with ordinary spiritual realm characters, he can have the upper hand!
The middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes holds a short black halberd in each hand. He is as powerful as the old man in white robes.
According to Su Yi's judgment, the strength of these two spirit realm souls is enough to suppress an ancient monster like Huan Shaoyou, who has just broken through the spirit realm!
Undoubtedly, these two spirits have their origins.
However, what really interested Su Yi was the opponents of these two people.
That is a rusty handle
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The spirit sword is three feet and two inches long, and its entire body is an ethereal azure color.
This sword is as strong as electricity and has great power. With a single sweep, it will set off a dazzling and stunning sword light. The light of the sword is like blue ice and snow, cold and bright, illuminating the universe.
Even if you are fighting against two souls who are at the Dzogchen level of the spiritual realm, you still won’t fall behind!
But Su Yi noticed that there were many cracks and rust on the surface of the sword, and it was stained with some blood that could not fade away, making the patina on the sword body also show a faint crimson color.
Looking from a distance, this sword is extremely old, with the breath of time deposited. The azure sword body is rusty and crimson. Although there are cracks, the power is still so powerful that it makes people tremble.
“This sword...is not bad!”
Su Yi couldn’t help but be surprised.
As a sword cultivator, how could he not see how magical this sword is?
It can be said that this is the first top-notch ancient sword he has seen since entering Daxia.
There is something remarkable about this sword, no matter the material, the refining method, or the unique spirituality that permeates the sword.
Perhaps the only regrettable thing is that this sword has flaws and the sword body is seriously damaged. Otherwise, its power would be far more than that.
锵!
Suddenly, a wisp of the sword's roar rang out.
Almost at the same time, a streak of silver sword energy suddenly appeared and slashed towards Su Yi.
Su Yi stood still, his eyes calm.
boom!
This silver sword energy slashed down three feet in front of him, creating a straight crack. The fine blade energy spread, making Su Yi's green robe make a hunting sound.
Amid the smoke and dust, a cold and terrifying voice sounded like a blade:
“If you dare to cross this line, you will be beheaded.”
Su Yi raised his eyes and saw a man in black robe standing in the shadow outside the Qianzhang Dojo.
He was tall and thin, with thick and long hair as disheveled as grass, and his face seemed bloodless, giving him a sickly aura.
Jing Lingzhen!
An ancient evildoer who came to the Yang Sect, with an indifferent and lonely temperament.
Although he is unknown in the Daxia cultivation world, in the circle of ancient monsters, he is a very ruthless person.
Su Yi had met each other as early as when he came to Xumi Immortal Island, and also learned from Weng Jiu that although Jing Lingzhen, Yan Jingyun, and Mo Xingzhe did not participate in the Lantai Dharma Assembly, these three people
Their deeds and talents are stronger than the last.
When Su Yi looked over, Jing Lingzhen was indifferent and cold, as terrifying as a blade. He stretched out his hand on his neck and slowly made a beheading motion.
The threat is undisguised!
Su Yi was not angry, and his expression was as calm as before.
He could see that Jing Lingzhen, a top figure among ancient monsters, had entered the realm of spirit transformation. Perhaps because of this, his posture was so strong, sharp and aggressive.
Suddenly, another clear laughter sounded: "I didn't expect that apart from Brother Jing and me, fellow Daoist Su would be the first to arrive here."
From the other side of the huge dojo in the distance, a figure walked out.
This is a young man with bronze-like skin, broad eyebrows, and long, disheveled hair.
He was wearing an ink robe and carrying a sword case on his back. His eyes were as bright as stars. He moved his hands and feet with a fierce and arrogant aura.
Yan Jingyun!
An ancient evildoer from the "Tianji Taoist Sect" who is the leader of Taoist sects in the world.
In terms of background, origin and strength, this person is not weaker than Huan Shaoyou, Zeng Pu, a top character among ancient monsters, and is known as the "Sword Maniac".