The word Ying Long was like a thunder exploding in Li Xiang's mind.
He looked at Yaizhen with a solemn expression.
Yinglong has two wings on its back, its full name is the Dragon of Time, and it is one of the four divine dragons.
According to legend, Yinglong lived in the sky. He once sent a river map to Fuxi, brought Nuwa to the Emperor of Heaven, and changed his name to Ji to teach Emperor Yan Shennong.
When Yinglong teaches, all the immortals and spirits in the nine heavens will come to listen to his teachings. He can be called the teacher of the gods.
In ancient times, Yinglong helped the Yellow Emperor destroy Chiyou, killed Kuafu, and helped Dayu control floods and open up the Dragon Gate.
It can be said that from the prehistoric era to the ancient times, everything is filled with the shadow of Yinglong.
Li Xiang had no idea that this Yaizhen was actually the descendant of Yinglong.
A powerful existence that has survived from ancient times to the present day.
There is true dragon blood flowing in the body, even if it is mixed blood, it cannot be compared to the ancestral monster beast.
It's just...how did it survive until now when its spiritual energy has been exhausted for thousands of years?
If Yaizhen can live, will other dragons, such as Qiuniu, Bifan, Suanni, etc., still survive in this world?
Taking a step back, did Yinglong, who gave birth to them, and the other three divine dragons not perish, but hide somewhere in the world?
Various thoughts appeared in Li Xiang's mind.
He had considered these issues before.
Since the underworld can be resurrected, and the ghost emperors of the five directions and the kings of hell in the ten palaces can be resurrected, can the powerful gods in the heaven above and the holy realm of Lingshan also be "resurrected"?
Previously in the East China Sea, he met the great demon Tengu in Japanese mythology, and also learned about the existence of Takamagahara and Amaterasu.
It can be seen from this that the Nordic divine system and the Tianzhu divine system must also exist.
Have those many gods died and fallen, or are they dormant somewhere, or... have they come to this world again?
What exactly is the energy red mist that started the atavistic era? And is it related to those gods?
Li Xiang found that the more he learned about the world, the more doubts he had in his heart.
It's as if there are thick fogs that obscure the truth of the world.
However, now is not the time to think about this.
The strength displayed by Yaizhen prevented him from being careless in the slightest.
The will spreads.
The Western Ghost Emperor and the Middle Ghost Emperor flew out at the same time.
The five ghost emperors took action at the same time, and the majestic Yin Qi surged out and filled the world.
Rumble.
A huge sound came from underground.
On the land where the floods were surging, five huge ghost mountains rose up, towering into the clouds.
Taozhi Mountain, Jizhong Mountain, Luofeng Mountain, Luofu Mountain and Baodu Mountain, five ghost mountains, appeared in this world at the same time.
The five ghost emperors turned into black shadows and flew into their respective ghost mountains to take control at the same time.
On the five ghost mountains, five ghost gates opened at the same time, and the majestic Yin Qi surged out, turning into huge Yin Qi chains, which were connected with each other to form a great formation of reincarnation.
The moment the formation was formed, the temperature of the whole world dropped instantly.
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The dark wind was blowing and howling, like countless evil ghosts wailing and roaring.
Boom boom boom!
The Ten Palaces of Hell flew in, and ten huge Hell Palaces fell into the formation.
Immediately afterwards, the gates of hell opened layer by layer.
Yaizhen was trapped in the formation, his expression solemn, and the true dragon's blood in his body condensed and flowed along the blood vessels, like a big river.
However, at this moment, the surrounding scenery suddenly kept changing.
Yaizhen felt dizzy for a while.
Its vision gradually blurred.
I don’t know how long it took before the surrounding scenery became clear.
Yaizhen was horrified to find that the Yin Qi that covered the sky and the sun had disappeared, and was replaced by a ruined temple.
It was huddled in the corner of the ruined temple, with several human beggars surrounding it staring at it with unkind expressions.
Only then did Yaizhen realize that for some reason, he had become a human being and was still a cripple.
It wanted to use its magical power to restore itself, but found that there was no trace of demonic power in its body!
"What's going on?"
"A hallucination?"
Yaizhen was wondering when he suddenly heard a somewhat excited voice.
"Boss, it's him!"
A skinny beggar came over with several beggars, pointed at him and said, "I saw with my own eyes that he got six cents in reward from Yuan Wai Liu!"
The beggar at the head had a scar on his face and a ferocious face. He glanced at him and said disdainfully: "Just a cripple."
The scar-faced beggar picked up a brick from the corner of the wall, walked towards Yaizi, raised the brick, and hit Yaizi hard on his head.
Yaizhen instinctively wanted to resist, but not only was his demon power gone, he also had no strength to move.
I could only watch helplessly as the brick hit me on the forehead.
Bang!
There was a buzzing in my head, and then, severe pain came.
In Yaizhen's memory, he has never felt this way before.
The severe pain caused the muscles all over his body to spasm, and his heart felt like it was being pinched hard by a hand.
It was curled up and it was in so much pain that it couldn't even breathe out.
There was another bang.
The bricks hit Yaizhen's head again, harder than the last time.
Bang, bang, bang.
The pain became more and more painful, until finally, the brain could no longer think.
Its head was smashed violently.
In the confusion, two figures, black and white, walked in and hooked it with a chain.
Yaizhen's soul was hung by the soul-locking hook, passed through the gate of hell, and entered the underworld.
In the Palace of the King of Hell.
Yaizhen was pinned to the ground and stared at the figure sitting behind the huge table.
The sealed memory was quickly restored. Yaizhen tore at the chains tied to his body and roared: "Pretend to be a ghost! You will all die!"
Li Xiang's voice was calm: "You are in the great formation of reincarnation. You have to experience ten thousand catastrophes and survive ten thousand reincarnations. Each calamity and reincarnation will reduce your soul power and evil spirit. Until after ten thousand times,
If you haven't lost your soul yet, you can leave this formation."
"However, I'm afraid you won't have much cultivation left by then."
The true dragon's blood boiled inside Yaizhen's body, and a huge double-winged dragon shadow emerged, and the feeling of pressure spread instantly.
However, the next moment, the huge Ghost Seal was suspended in the sky, and countless yin and energy from the underworld gathered on the Ghost Seal to suppress the two-winged dragon shadow.
Li Xiang said coldly: "If you are Yinglong's true form, you can easily break through this formation, but you only have some true dragon blood left. You are still wishful thinking in trying to fight against the most powerful formation in the underworld, which I am in charge of."
He waved his hand and said, "Go to hell."
The two Yin gods immediately stepped forward and dragged Yaizhen away.
Demon realm.
Yaizhen is crawling in the great formation of reincarnation, sometimes frightened, sometimes angry, sometimes afraid.
On the back of a huge roc.
In Li Xiang's eyes, stars were constantly being born and dying.
Life after life, calamity after calamity.
Yazhen's aura is weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
