"Oh, you shouldn't have come, everything is fate!" The skinny old man in black robe shook his head and sighed softly.
"Ancestor, we didn't want to come either. We broke in unexpectedly. We broke in unexpectedly. Please ask our ancestors to show us a clear way out and let us out!" Ancestor Ba Kui quickly cried out sadly. He looked very pitiful and didn't know what he was doing.
If I'm really scared, I'm just pretending.
"Alas!" The old man sighed, not even looking at them from beginning to end.
"Ancestor, please show me a clear path!" Ancestor Ba Kui shouted tremblingly.
"Now that we have entered this place, there is no way out. Let's go forward. Maybe we can survive the desperate situation and find a way out." The old man stopped sighing and said slowly.
"Where is the way forward? Please tell me, ancestor," Ba Kui ancestor said in a low voice, respectfully.
"Ancestor." Just when Ancestor Ba Kui was about to ask again, Yang Ji said in a deep voice, "Brother Ba, don't ask. This is also a snapshot of time."
As he spoke, he took two steps forward and reached out to touch the old man in black robe. As a result, his palm passed through him as if it were air.
"This is really a shadow left by time. Is he also a shadow left in the long river of time?" Patriarch Ba Kui was a little surprised. He shook his head and said, "No, no, it's just a shadow. But why do I feel like he is waiting?
Are we average?"
"Brother Ba, does he know the calculation?" Yang Ji said slowly.
"Calculation? You mean, he calculated that we would appear here and left a shadow waiting for us millions of years ago?" Patriarch Ba Kui was shocked, "What kind of strong man can do this?"
"If I read correctly, this senior should be the ancestor of the Life and Death Immortal Sect, Taoist Life and Death! I have seen him in the fragmentary memories of Senior Jian Wushuang, and he is a quasi-immortal king level strongman.
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
"Ancestor of the Immortal Sect of Life and Death, Taoist Taoist of Life and Death?" Ancestor Ba Kui was shocked, and then frowned and said, "Taoist of Life and Death, he said that we should not come here. Is there a big danger ahead?"
"Maybe so!" Yang Ji nodded solemnly. The development of the situation had exceeded his expectations.
"Ancestor Ba Kui, Brother Yang, what should we do now?" All the mortal immortals looked at Ba Kui and Yang Ji. They were the two most powerful people present. They were super powerful true immortals and could easily kill others.
Red dust fairy.
"What else can we do? The Taoist Master of Life and Death said that if we enter this place, there will be no way out. We can only move forward to find a chance of survival!" Ancestor Ba Kui looked solemn, "I hope that our ancestors have suppressed everything back then.
let's go!"
Everyone just felt that all this was incredible. People who lived millions of years ago actually forgot about today's events and left a shadow waiting for them. Everyone felt that it was too weird.
There was nothing I could do at this moment, so I had to bite the bullet and move forward.
After walking for a long time, some dim light appeared in front of the corridor.
Unknowingly, everyone reached the end of the corridor, and the view ahead gradually broadened.
An endless stretch of desolate and dead land came into everyone's sight.
The light is dim, the land is bare and dilapidated, and even weeds are rarely seen on the rotten land. It is full of deathly silence, desolation, and coldness. It is really a dead land!
Everyone slowly walked out of the corridor and stepped onto the death ground.
At first glance, the dead land is silent. The trees here have no leaves and are all in a semi-rotted state, as if they have been soaked by acid rain. Everywhere is filled with the air of death.
The trees in the forest are sparse, the air is particularly heavy, and there is a vague forest atmosphere.
The ground beneath our feet was gray-black and exuded a rotten smell unique to old forests, which was very unpleasant.
At a glance, there are many small swamps on the ground, with a faint mist floating above them. In addition to rotten branches, there are also skeletons in the black mud.
The place is filled with rotten, fetid tones.
Everyone frowned and felt quite heavy.
"Ancestor Ba Kui, what should we do now?" Everyone looked at him.
"Brother Yang, what do you think?" Along the way, Yang Ji was the calmest. Ba Kui vaguely felt that he was extraordinary and asked him for his opinion at this moment.
"Take one step and take a look!" Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
"Did you hear that? Take one step at a time and your eyes will be brighter. Do you understand?" Patriarch Ba Kui said in a rough voice and glanced at everyone.
"Okay ancestor!" All the mortal immortals nodded and walked forward slowly.
He left not long ago.
On the land in the distance, a magnificent building came into view, which was a series of dilapidated palaces.
A light mist floated around the palace, and there was a dead silence inside. The entire palace seemed like a creeping giant beast, which made people feel depressed.
"Palace? What kind of place is this?" Patriarch Ba Kui was moved, opened his Dharma Eyes, and looked back and forth.
"Look inside, why are there so many undead souls there? Are they fighting?" Someone suddenly whispered.
"That's it." Everyone looked around and saw that there were a large number of Immortal Armor Army and disciples of the Immortal Sect of Life and Death fighting in the palace. The battle was fierce, and lives were lost every moment.
"It's not an undead spirit, it's the kind of time-traveled image we encountered in the corridor. It seems that the Immortal Armor Army broke into the inner world where the Taoist priests of life and death put them outside." Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
"What? Brother Yang said this is the inner world of the Taoist Master of Life and Death?" Patriarch Ba Kui was quite surprised.
"Exactly!" Yang Ji nodded.
"This place is miserable and full of death. It doesn't look like a good place!"
"Why are you so unlucky that you broke into this place chasing an immortal weapon?"
Everyone frowned and sighed.
"Stop talking, pay attention to your surroundings, let's go over and take a look." Patriarch Ba Kui led the way, and everyone walked slowly over.
The closer they got, the clearer the image of the battle became. It was the disciples of the Immortal Sect of Life and Death fighting against the Immortal Armor Army.
Someone died every moment, and the true immortals seemed to be very fragile in the face of such brutal battles. They kept coughing up blood and continued to fall.
But there are also the most powerful ones who shine with heat and use terrifying spells, filling the palace and sweeping across all directions. Countless immortal armies explode frequently.
There were also masters in the Immortal Armor Army, and they burst out with terrifying combat power. The majestic power shook the world and forced the disciples of the Immortal Sect of Life and Death to retreat step by step.
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Yang Ji learned from the sporadic scenes of Senior Jian Wushuang that these immortal armies came for the top immortal art "Seal of Life and Death"!
Only now did he understand how precious a top-level immortal art was, and how many immortals had fallen for it, even a quasi-immortal king, and a super immortal sect had been destroyed.
For a long time, Yang Ji had been very lucky and had acquired a few incomplete top-level immortal arts, which made him ignore the preciousness of top-level immortal arts.
In other words, based on his current experience, he cannot accurately understand the importance of top-level magic.
Only now did he understand that a top-level immortal technique could destroy a super immortal sect with a quasi-immortal king.
And he possesses several incomplete top-level immortal arts. This kind of opportunity is simply unparalleled. Even those proud men in the immortal world will probably have a hard time comparing with him.
The Immortal Armor Army fought with the disciples of the Immortal Sect of Life and Death.
Dead, all dead!
The image replayed again, and Yang Ji and others came back to their senses, their expressions a little solemn.
"What is this war about?" Patriarch Ba Kui said calmly, he was confused.
Although Yang Ji saw some sporadic scenes, he didn't say anything.
"From what Master Taoist Master of Life and Death said, there should be unknown dangers here. We must find a way out quickly and leave here." Patriarch Ba Kui said in a solemn voice.
Everyone nodded, and then continued on the road, passing through a large number of palaces, and saw countless images of the battle between the Immortal Armor Army and the disciples of the Immortal Sect of Life and Death.
Life and death face each other!
This is a battle of interests.
Everyone looked at the time and took photos along the way. After walking for nearly half an hour, they finally walked out of the palace and came outside.
After walking for a few more days, they saw some more temples.
The dilapidated palace covers an unknown number of miles, and there are flashes of images and killings inside.
A few days passed quickly. Yang Ji and the others passed through many dilapidated palaces and saw many photos of the shocking battle. It was very tragic.
They also went to the palace to look for magic weapons, elixirs, and some treasures, but they didn't get much.
It was either destroyed by the war or eroded by time.
Patriarch Ba Kui found a piece of wood that had not yet decayed. The divine weapons had all rotted away under the aura of death, but the piece of wood was only half-decayed, which shows how extraordinary it is.
Passing through a large area of dilapidated palaces, the view becomes even wider.
The sky was still dark and low, as if you could touch it.
The desolate land is endless and endless. In the dim light, it gives people great depression.
At a glance, there is no grass on the dark black ground. There are hillsides in the dead ground, but they are short and bare. The vegetation on them has no leaves, only branches, as if they have been burned by fire, and the whole body is pitch black.
Death, coldness, and being incompatible with everyone's anger make people very uncomfortable.
"Where is the end here? How about we fly? Just be careful." Someone suggested in a serious voice.
"Okay!" Patriarch Ba Kui muttered, "Then everyone should be careful!"
"Understood!" Everyone present is a mortal immortal. After practicing for so many years, almost all of them are human beings, and they are familiar with the way to save their lives.
As soon as the words fell, everyone used their concealment skills and flew into the sky.
But just after flying not far away, everyone was surprised to find that there was a breeze blowing around, and then it was like a tornado, getting bigger and bigger. In a moment, there was a whining sound, and a tornado that connected the world and the ground swept everyone away.
shrouded.
"Yellow Wind?"
A yellow tornado enveloped everyone.
"Why did the wind suddenly blow up?"
"Is this the underworld wind?"
"No, this wind is cutting flesh and corroding bones, it's so powerful." A mortal immortal from the Yin tribe suddenly exclaimed. A wisp of yellow wind corroded his immortal protection in the blink of an eye. Even though he had practiced the immortal body protection technique,
He was instantly injured, his clothes were in tatters, his flesh and blood were shaved off, and he felt burning pain. A layer of his body was shaved off.
"Yin tribe boy, are you okay?" Ba Kui on the side noticed his miserable state and quickly expanded his Immortal Gang protective shield to cover him.
But in an instant, he also screamed, and the yellow wind actually eroded his Immortal Gang protective shield and injured his body.
The next moment, everyone was surprised to find that their Immortal Gang protective shield had also been eroded.
"No, this wind is weird." Everyone was horrified and quickly took out magic weapons to protect themselves.
But
When the yellow wind tightened, a squeaking sound quickly sounded from outside their magic weapon, which was obviously being eroded at a rapid rate.
"This yellow wind is powerful, let's fly away quickly!" Patriarch Ba Kui's protective shield was instantly eroded by the yellow wind. This frightened him, and he quickly shouted and teleported away.
But the yellow wind is like a gangrene attached to the bones, not falling at all, but getting bigger.
Seeing that the tornado was getting bigger and bigger, especially the one next to Patriarch Ba Kui, Yang Ji frowned at the back and shouted quickly: "Stop flying, stop quickly, the yellow wind is caused by flying, this so-called
The 'wind' is not wind, but the manifestation of the rules of death."
"The manifestation of the rules of death?" Patriarch Ba Kui was shaken when he heard this, and he suddenly reacted and quickly ordered everyone to stop and slowly landed on the ground.
"Hunyuan Umbrella!"
Ancestor Ba Kui sacrificed a defensive weapon and said: "You all come in!"
Seeing this, everyone quickly ran into it.
Woohoo!
The yellow wind was like a sharp blade, blowing the Hunyuan Umbrella crazily, making a harsh and terrifying sound like a knife scraping bones. Everyone did not dare to express their anger. The yellow wind was really too powerful, as if an immortal was attacking them.
.
Woohoo!
The yellow wind continues to blow.
Gradually, the wind noise outside became much quieter.
"Don't move, the yellow wind is getting smaller and smaller." Patriarch Ba Kui said in a deep voice.
Woohoo!
The yellow wind swept wildly, but for a moment, there was no movement outside.
Apparently the yellow wind has stopped.
After a cup of tea, the yellow wind outside finally dissipated.
"This yellow wind is weird, is it really a death rule?" Everyone got out of the Hunyuan Umbrella, looked around, and asked in surprise.
"We didn't see the yellow wind when we were walking. The yellow wind started blowing as soon as we were flying, and the yellow wind was blowing around us. Maybe as Brother Yang said, it was because of flying that we swayed!" Ba Kui Patriarch Shen
vocal tract.
"The yellow wind formed by this death rule is too powerful, don't even fly." Yang Ji looked at the flesh and blood on his arm and frowned.
"This place is weird. It's either the aura of death or the rules of death. If Brother Yang hadn't discovered it in time, and we had continued flying for a while, the yellow wind surrounding us would have been as big as a palace, and we would have been doomed by then."
Everyone still has lingering fears.
"Alas, my Hunyuan Umbrella has been damaged!" Patriarch Ba Kui looked at his immortal weapon with some distress.
"This place is dangerous and there are too many unknowns. We have to be extra careful. I think we should verify it first to see if the yellow wind is caused by flying." Some people still didn't believe Yang Ji's words and said.
"Okay, let me verify it!" A Red Dust Immortal immediately flew up gently. As the flight accelerated, the yellow wind blew up around him. Seeing this, he immediately fell down, and the yellow wind slowly followed.
Then dispersed.
"This yellow wind is really caused by flying. It seems we have to walk." Seeing this, everyone finally understood.
"Brother Yang, don't worry. I have a healing elixir here. Do you want to take one?" Patriarch Ba Kui looked at Yang Ji, feeling that Yang Ji was becoming more mysterious and powerful, as if he knew everything. He felt more and more in his heart that maybe following
Only then can he go out.
"It's okay, it's just a skin injury!" Yang Ji waved his hand.