The flying Yinwen is shining, seeking the third origin, longing for the final step of sublimation.
At this moment, the ghost stopped.
It wasn't because of Li Su's strength, or the opening of the Fengdu Emperor's Palace, or even the sudden appearance of the legendary object and treasure with extraordinary aura fluctuations.
At this moment, they stared blankly at the Yinwen flying above Li Su's head, their attention completely taken away by it.
Inscriptions are divided into three levels.
Each level of difficulty can be said to be a completely different world.
Comprehension and soul strength are both indispensable.
In the history of Fengdu City, those who were able to clearly understand the third-level Yin script and resonate with the third source and seek sublimation can be seen throughout the long history of the underworld since the creation of Yin script.
Only, only one person!
That is the Lord of the Underworld, Emperor Fengdu.
Therefore, what this upper-level third-grade inscription symbolizes is not only a certain kind of power, but as simple as the transformation of the soul, it is also a symbol.
That is the throne of Emperor Fengdu that has been held high for millions of years and still has no owner.
Under the great destruction of the Three Realms, Heaven has no owner, and the Heavenly Bang, one of the three great artifacts of the ancient world, has disappeared without a trace.
If you want to become the Lord of the Underworld and sit on the throne of Emperor Fengdu, you can only fully understand the upper-level third-grade Yinwen and awaken.
Only in this way can we resonate with the throne of Emperor Fengdu and gain the divine power it controls.
Therefore, for the underworld ghosts, Li Su at this moment is equivalent to the successor who can inherit the throne of Emperor Fengdu, and his current underworld position is probably the highest in the entire underworld.
As a ghost, I can feel it.
From Yipin!
Just under the first rank, in the entire underworld, except for the two positions of Emperor Fengdu and Emperor Dongyue, there are beings who can sit on all the divine thrones.
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Compared to the ghosts, the dead souls also vibrate violently.
The expressions of several people headed by the Dead Soul Prince changed even more.
Especially the dead soul prince who has great self-confidence, his expression is ugly, as if his biological father has died, no, it is worse than his biological father has died.
In his eyes, the confident Kuimu Lang, together with the two Da Luo, can persist until the end of the war, and the Dead Soul Clan will completely pollute the Third Origin and take the underworld into their hands.
As a result, not long after the stalemate began, the two Da Luo were pushed to the palace wall and suffered heavy injuries.
As for Da Luo, who was most looking forward to carrying Kui Mulang's body, he was swept away without being able to put up any effective resistance.
The same goes for the senior brother of the Black Mountain Sect, Yushan, who was standing next to him. He stared at Li Su with deep fear on his face. The battle in Fengdu City and the sight of the sword pressing down on Ninety Taiyi impressed him.
It left an indelible shadow and formed an unrivaled power in his mind.
Now, that original strength has become even greater and more terrifying at this moment.
The reason is also very simple.
In his hand is a huge flag fluttering in the wind, with endless wonders.
That mighty power, like the power of heaven, is simply beyond the reach of human beings.
Treasure, how is it possible? How is it possible?
It’s just Taiyi, how can he deserve it?
Not even the Black Mountain Sect, which has existed for millions of years, nor the Black Mountain ancestors who have achieved the realm of saints for countless years have such a thing.
A mere Taiyi ant actually holds it.
That’s it, that’s it!
Is that so? That’s true!
No wonder he couldn't beat him, no wonder he was so powerful that he couldn't resist.
It turns out that it is because of the supreme treasure, because of the existence of the supreme treasure.
For a time, all kinds of emotions filled my heart, the strongest of which was undoubtedly jealousy, unforgettable jealousy.
Why?
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At this moment, there is another person, no, I should say several people, who are also stunned.
Xie Bi'an and others, headed by Bai Wuchang, couldn't help but widen their eyes.
It's not the strength that Li Su showed, nor his flawless third-grade Yinwen, nor the treasure in his hand.
But he was the guy who was timid just a few seconds ago.
The next second, as if he had changed into a different person, he fought alone into the midst of thousands of troops.
The power displayed is certainly shocking.
But this style of painting was really hard to accept for a while. The change was too huge, and it was really impossible to connect the person at this moment with the guy who was planning to go through the back door.
But, opportunity!
"Quick, rush forward!"
"kill him!"
Two voices sounded almost at the same time.
One was Bai Wuchang, who shouted without hesitation, this was an opportunity, a rare opportunity in a thousand years to completely drive the dead souls to the corner and restore order to the underworld.
One was the Death Soul Prince, and he also jumped down. At this moment, his pupils were blood red and he was roaring loudly.
It also saw the third-grade Yinwen, and even more realized what this person's existence meant to the Dead Soul Clan.
At this moment, the ghost doesn't matter anymore.
Only this person must die, must die.
No matter how much or how high the price is, he must be killed.
With the sound of two voices, the once silent battlefield became distorted again, with murderous intent boiling like water. All eyes were directed towards Li Su who stepped into the palace gate and stood in the Fengdu Emperor's Palace.
Da Luo, who hit the palace wall, fell down, and Kui Mulang, who was knocked away, also came back with a bloodthirsty long knife.
At this moment, there was only one figure in their eyes, and that was Li Su who had entered the palace.
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At this moment, Li Su, who suddenly became the center of the entire battlefield and the focus of everyone, was as calm as ever. His gaze was straight forward, but he was not looking at anyone on the battlefield, let alone the man with a knife.
Kui Mulang, but behind him, the huge and magnificent palace, dark and lightless, as if deep in the mouth of a big mouth that can swallow everything.
The constantly vibrating Yinwen also came to a standstill at this moment, because except for the third source that seemed to have some slight reaction at the beginning, it was followed by deathly silence.
The origin seemed to have disappeared, or was completely isolated by something.
"The first origin is the unexpected."
"The second origin, loneliness and surprise."
"Until the soul crystal was taken away and a treasure that had never appeared in the underworld appeared, I was confused, puzzled, and doubtful."
"Until now, all the doubts have been solved as to why Gu's clone was killed so easily."
Just when the war was about to start again, a faint voice sounded in the Fengdu Emperor's Palace, coming from the dark and lightless depths.
In an instant, the entire Fengdu Emperor's Palace froze.
The astonishing will was like countless pairs of real hands, pinching and holding the entire space. The air seemed to be filled with billions of tons of soil. Da Luo could not help but feel his body stiffen and find it difficult to move.
Hiss~!
The dead soul clan looked shocked, they were their ancestors.
The Yin Hun side was also shocked, they were the near saints of the Dead Soul clan.
It actually came in and visited this battlefield in person.
A figure walked out slowly. He was seven feet tall and carried a huge arrogance. His footsteps were like heavy planets. Every step seemed to step on everyone's heart, and the heart seemed to be crushed.
With its appearance, all the wonders in the world solidified, and all the changes stopped.
Time seems to have stopped.
With the Fengdu Emperor's Palace as the center, the entire area for thousands of miles fell into a deathly silence.
Step by step, he walked not far from Li Su. There were three or two blue veins on the dead soul saint's perfect face, and his god-like eyes reflected the anger that could ignite the world.
The plan of hundreds of thousands of dead souls almost failed, and the cause of all this was actually just Tai Yi, a careless person that had not been taken into consideration by them a long time ago.
If not for the awakening of the Book of Life and Death, which caused part of the suppressed soul to escape, its plan and its hard work would have been aborted.
Thinking of this, the Dead Soul Near Saint stared at Li Su and spoke slowly.
"Xingying, you can really do it, you can really do it for me!"