Chapter 817 The same road (second update)

Chapter 817 The same road (second update)

The mountain peaks were towering and pitch-black, like tall towers. They were slippery and difficult to climb, and there was a sense of confinement surrounding them, making it impossible for Meng Qi to fly. When he got close, he fell straight down, as if he was sinking into the sea. With a bang, he stepped on the dark green vines growing wildly. The ground shook several times.

The vines were trampled and broken, and blood flowed out, which was strangely red.

Meng Qi raised his head and saw that the mountain peak was ten thousand feet high, towering into the dark clouds. The only passage was a winding path that circled the mountain peak, looming like a dragon.

"It seems that we have entered another world..." Meng Qi, who has extensive experience in reincarnation, frowned and judged the current situation.

Could this be the basis for Hasullah and others to counterattack?

If this is the case, if you want to leave or take the initiative, judging from the changes in the heaven and earth cardinals and the convergence of qi, you may have to climb to the top.

While Meng Qi was observing the environment based on his experience and grasp of the laws of heaven and earth, he was making deductions using Yuxu Divine Calculation. At this time, dark green vines grew wildly and wrapped around his ankles. The spikes on them spread out, but No matter what, it can't be penetrated.

"It feels a bit like the Nine Netherworld or the Demon Realm." Through comparison, Meng Qi understood somewhat. He used "Only Oneself" and "Yuanxin Seal" to remain unaffected by the illusion. He looked around with his discerning eyes, and after confirming that there was no one around, he took steps forward. , walking calmly towards the mountain road.

On both sides of the mountain road are rocks with strange shapes, as if they were the incarnations of evil spirits after death, making those who step among them shudder.

In the center is slightly muddy black soil, permeated with a pungent dark red liquid.

"Where did the others go?" Meng Qi recalled the sudden change and felt that many masters were involved, but there was no trace here.

Could it be that this world is bigger than imagined?

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Chen Zhao took his junior sister Liu Zejun to the dark and towering mountain peak, and found that flying was not allowed here, and there was only a path leading to the peak.

There are demonic and ghost-like stones on both sides of the path, which are strange and strange, and the center is paved with blocks of ice that have been around for thousands of years. It is filled with cold air and the crystal is clear, so you can see your own reflection.

"Bing Soul Jian Xin Road..." Chen Zhao muttered to himself, "Junior sister, this is really similar to Ice and Snow Immortal Palace."

The only difference is that the "Jianxin Road" of Ice and Snow Palace leads from the palace gate to the main hall, and here is the climbing peak.

"This place is probably related to the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace." Liu Zejun has also entered the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace and received an adventure, so he is no stranger to this.

The Ice and Snow Fairy Palace is the great secret of the Far North. It is a fairy palace discovered by various sects and families while exploring the core of the Far North for many generations. It is full of strange things and has all kinds of adventures, but no one has ever been able to truly penetrate into it. In this way, just the adventures on the outside will benefit those who are destined to enter. As long as they don't die inside, they can often achieve something. This is a large part of the reason why Chen Zhao can become a master before he is thirty.

As it relates to their own strength, all the sects and families in the Far North have kept this secret tacitly, and have never revealed the powerful men from the south who come to the Far North in search of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Chen Zhao laughed and said, "I just encountered a setback and this happened to me. God really treats me well."

Not to mention the possible hidden adventures, just taking a trip to the Bingpo Soul Jianxin Road can "clearly" expose one's own shadow, which can help to resolve and achieve perfection.

Liu Zejun was obviously relieved, smiled and congratulated, and then he was in a mood to say: "The swordsman who passed by just now is really strong. Is it so scary to meet a strong man in the south?"

And judging from his aura and appearance, he couldn't be said to be younger than himself!

Chen Zhao sighed and said: "Such a character is probably rare in the south, but it really made me understand that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. It is not advisable to rest on one's laurels and sit in a well and watch the sky."

He looked up at the top of the mountain and murmured to himself: "This kind of world and this kind of martial arts are interesting."

Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled his junior sister onto the "Bing Soul Jian Xin Road".

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Standing in front of the winding path, the Netherworld Emperor, who was ten feet tall and looked down upon ordinary people like ants, felt as if divine weapons were shaking the void in his movements, as if an ancient power had arrived.

Every bone in his body seemed to be owned by a giant, with an illusory and ethereal feeling. It seemed to be everywhere, controlling the life and death of the universe, which was extremely terrifying. However, this feeling was obviously incomplete and could not be integrated into one body. Ubiquity has finally come to fruition.

The blood-yellow mist shrouded, obscuring his figure and appearance. The Netherworld Emperor held the life-and-death pen with a black tube and white hair and a white tube and black hair. He looked at the path in front of him, as if a divine light was shooting out of the mist.

He has been to this secret place many times, but he has never encountered it today.

The bones of Huang Quan's true body can actually stir up the remaining thoughts of the Demon Lord and cause mutations!

The Impermanence of Life and Death Sect was differentiated from the "original demonic way" and practiced the "True Method of Huangquan" transformed by the Demon King. However, the inheritance was interrupted many times. More than 3,000 years ago, the founder accidentally entered the "Impermanent Heaven of Life and Death" and rebuilt it. Sect.

It was this Patriarch who cultivated the True Law of Underworld to the body level through normal channels, sensed the "Corpse of Underworld" in the dark, and went through many hardships to find the cracks in the Nine Netherworld, and discovered Underworld in a secret place on a certain level. This evil god's "powerful legacy" and the secret method of refining the living dead.

From then on, all the sect leaders of the Immortal Life and Death Sect tried their best to combine the corpses of the underworld with the true method of the underworld. It was not until the previous generation that they finally perfected it. Unfortunately, the old sect leader's lifespan has expired and it is difficult to try. The Emperor Netherworld has been working for him since his debut. This effort finally reached the final moment.

As long as a living Dharmakaya body is used as a guide, it can turn yin into yang, turn death into life, and obtain the unprecedented "underworld true body". It has a body that is still close to the legend after decay, and directly gains part of the power of life and death. A "god" and a half "immortal" can become a "special human immortal" who can sweep away the earthly immortals, and can achieve breakthroughs and promotions in a short period of time. In a few years, he will become a heavenly immortal, dominate the contemporary world, establish the underworld on earth, and control the survival of living beings.

Unfortunately, despite repeated attempts, he failed to capture a Dharmakaya, and instead suffered serious damage.

The past flashed by, and the Netherworld Emperor paid no attention to the demon-shaped stones on both sides of the path, but the illusory blood-yellow stream flowing in the center of the path made him cautious and slightly happy.

"Could it be that at the top of the peak there is the 'True Water of the Yellow Spring' that was condensed when the Demon Lord deduced the True Law of the Yellow Spring in the past?" The Netherworld Emperor looked at the stream that flowed indifferently, had nothing to do with life and death, and had forgotten the past, and took a solemn step.

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Ye Yuqi was walking on a path covered with white snow. The "Ice Soul Cold Light Sword" was hanging low, and the tip of the sword seemed to be dragged forward. The strangely shaped stones on both sides that made people feel like they were trapped in a nightmare seemed to be frozen by the ice and snow.

Suddenly, an old woman appeared in front of her. Her figure was stooped, her face was like chicken skin, her hair was gray, and her eyes were cloudy.

There was a wooden barrel next to her, and she was holding a chipped stone bowl in her hand. She said in a high-pitched voice:

"After drinking this bowl of Meng Po soup, I will forget about the past and the present. I will be a heartless man, a heartless wife, a passerby on the wrong side of the road, and I will never hear the pain and hurt from now on!"

"Meng Po Soup..." Ye Yuqi was stunned, his eyes were dim and uncertain, he raised his left hand, his fingers like green onions, slowly stretched out, as if he wanted to take the bowl of Meng Po Soup.

When your fingertips touch it and pass through it, it turns out to be an illusion.

Ye Yuqi raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile. A little tired and a little willing, he took back his hand and walked towards the top of the mountain.

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Meng Qi stepped on the slightly muddy black soil, worried that the other masters would be in trouble, so he was cautious but walked relatively quickly.

After walking for a while and circling the mountain twice, the black mist in front began to thicken, isolating the spirit and blocking the eyes and ears.

Subconsciously, Meng Qi slowed down, stepped into the mist with the sword in his right hand and the sword in his left hand, no longer hiding any secrets.

The mist rolled and suddenly parted, and a figure appeared in front of Meng Qi. He was dressed in a medieval style with an ancient crown and wide robe, with big sleeves fluttering. His body was high and his hair was black and tied into a bun. His majestic aura actually penetrated the world and filled the air. He hates all colors and seems to want to destroy living beings, the world, and himself!

This breath is covered with the dust of the years, spanning the long river of time, making people unable to resist.

He turned around slowly, revealing a strange and ancient face. His right hand was thick, twice as big as an ordinary person's. His nails were like swords. The back of his hand was covered with dark and strange patterns, full of evil blood and overwhelming hatred.

Demon King's Claw? Which generation of master is he? Meng Qi had seen the general appearance of the Demon King's Claw outside the Demon Tomb. He glanced at it slightly, and his thoughts fluctuated.

This figure's expression was indifferent, his eyes held eternal hatred, and he said calmly but with infinite murderous intent: "Qi, I will drag you to death with me."

Qi, Holy Emperor Qi? Meng Qi immediately understood who this person was.

The third generation owner of the Demon Emperor's Claw, the "Hateful Emperor", obtained the Demon Emperor's Claw after the Human Emperor was enthroned and inherited the "original demonic way". Hundreds of years later, he set off a monstrous demonic catastrophe and wanted to destroy the world, but at that time The Holy Emperor Qi was on the throne and was powerful, and gods gathered to suppress him.

In the end, he died at the hands of Holy Emperor Qi in the peak battle, and Holy Emperor Qi died three years later, almost dying together.

"This is the battlefield between Holy Emperor Qi and Emperor Hentian?" Meng Qi recalled what he knew and felt that the location was wrong. At that time, they fought in the God Burial Desert of the Western Region, which was the Arctic Icefield.

If it wasn't their battlefield, how could there be any lingering aura of the Hatred Emperor, or his last words before his death?

After careful identification, it was confirmed that Emperor Hentian was just a residual projection, not even a breath. Meng Qi walked around with doubts.

After a few steps forward, the mist rolled and cracked again, and a figure sat in front of him. His hair was white and spread down his back. His eyes were scarlet and his hatred was real. His face was handsome but a bit cold. His clothes were medieval and his right hand was also thick and clothed. Full of dark and evil patterns, filled with unspeakable hatred.

"It's the Demon King's Claw again..." Meng Qi glanced around and roughly knew the identity of the other party.

The fourth generation master of Demon Emperor Claw, "Evil Emperor" Xie Tianshu.

He was an astonishing talent. He was originally a righteous hero who was very prominent in the Middle Ages. Later, many saints were inspired by his thoughts. However, for some reason, he suddenly fell and became filled with hatred. He betrayed the sect and became insane. He killed his master and his younger brother. He grew up to be a giant of the left path, and later obtained the Demon King's Claw, unifying the devil path, and started a period of darkness until he was ended by the earliest saints in the Middle Ages.

The Middle Ages were a time of struggle between good and evil within the human race.

"Hate!" "Evil Emperor" Xie Tianshu looked up to the sky and screamed, full of unwillingness.

Meng Qi took a breath and saw that all he saw were the last remnants of the Demon King's Claw's previous owners. Could this place be related to the Demon King's Claw?

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