Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 345 344. Junior Brother, Long Time No See
The origin of Chongxiao Palace is indeed extraordinary.

The existence who founded this palace was a heir of Emperor Zhou, that is, the orthodox Prince of Zhou.

Of course, it was not out of selfishness that Zhou Tianzi selected him into the Fire Seed Project, but because this prince was exceptionally talented and powerful, and he won this qualification by himself.

And the other monks in the Tinder Project are always grateful for the kindness of Emperor Zhou, which is why they let their descendants and disciples go to Chongxiao Palace to pay homage, and take care of them on weekdays, which established the status of Chongxiao Palace.

However, time is enough to change many things.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, not only the first group of monks disappeared from the world, but also many forces appeared on the stage, and the Chongxiao Palace is no longer the previous Chongxiao Palace.

Perhaps it was the infiltration of the gods, or perhaps it was the greed in people's hearts, Chongxiao Palace began to promote the exercises of refining divinity.

They search for things with divinity in the world, and then extract the divinity from them for practice. As a result, the strength of the monks improves rapidly, but over time, under the influence of divinity, the belief in gods is also sprouting again.

That's why An Le said that Chongxiao Palace has fallen.

An Le's cold eyes fell on Yan Taiyuan, and he had already seen through his falsehood.

In Yan Taiyuan's body, there are two different secret powers.

One belongs to the gods, and the other is tainted with a filthy atmosphere, which is the power of evil.

However, these two contradictory forces did not erode or confront each other, but existed relatively harmoniously.

When he saw this situation for the first time in the deduction, An Le was inevitably a little surprised, but now he has a guess in his heart: "It is impossible for ordinary divinity and divine evil to blend together, but if this divinity belongs to the creation of this evil What about the gods?"

In Yan Taiyuan's body, rather than saying that the two forces are in harmony with each other, it is better to say that it is the divine power that contains the divine power, and this is why it is in a relatively stable state.

This is different from the situation where An Le absorbs the blood of the gods with the power of the gods. The power of the gods in the blood is unowned and has not been controlled by the will of the gods.

But now Yan Taiyuan, not only his strength, but even his mind has been assimilated by the gods.

An Lexin has a clear understanding: "All gods and evils are seeds planted by gods and pawns in their hands, used to infiltrate other worlds."

But An Le didn't worry too much, his evil power could be transformed into an innate qi at any time, and there was no risk of being manipulated.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but in fact, the reality only passed for a moment.

Hearing the name "God's Evil", Yan Taiyuan's face was gloomy: "Who allows you to call me by such a humble name?"

"I am the son of the gods, my father God will come here..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his hairs suddenly stood on end, a strong warning appeared in his heart, and he retreated sharply.

Yan Taiyuan's reaction could not be described as unpleasant, but he was still a step too slow, and a sharp pain came from his arm.

I saw a piece of Yan Taiyuan's left hand slowly slipping from his elbow, the section was as clean as a mirror, with a little golden blood gurgling out.

Yan Taiyuan's face changed dramatically, he only felt the remaining sword intent on the wound, but didn't see the sword light at all, which shows the speed of this sword.

"What a fast sword!"

He hastily wiped it on his arm, and the moist divine power covered the wound, and the bleeding stopped. The divine power could have directly regenerated the severed limb, but this sword intent was constantly destroying the wound, making it impossible to heal.

And this level of sword intent, Yan Taiyuan has never seen before!
"You actually dodged my sword, your ability is not too bad."

An Le raised his hand and said lightly: "It's a pity to kill you just like this. I might as well collect your final value."

Yan Taiyuan didn't understand what he meant, and asked sharply: "What are you talking about?"

At the same time, his figure rushed out, his white robe fluttered, and his body glowed with dazzling light.

These rays of light form phantoms, some of which are huge giants, or monks with simple aura, or saints with wings on their backs, but the faces of the phantoms are the same as those of Yan Taiyuan, like his Incarnate outside the body and attack An Le at the same time!

The phantoms have powerful auras, and the power of their moves can be called terrifying.

The monks who watched only felt that if they were involved, they would only end up in pieces!
But immediately, their eyes widened in astonishment, and they murmured in disbelief, "That... what?"

In the gray mist, there seemed to be an aura of decay and death diffused, and it became extremely strong in an instant, as if the gate of hell was opened, and the ghost escaped from it to the present world.

The sound of rushing water came from far away, and the heavy smell of blood lingered at the tip of the nose, with a unique Taoist rhyme.

Yan Taiyuan rushed towards An Le with all his strength, but he soon discovered that the distance between himself and the other party seemed to have never been shortened!
At the same time, his steps began to become heavy and his mind became sleepy.

Yan Taiyuan looked down, the thick blood had reached his knees at some point, and was still rising.

He wondered, "Whose blood is this?"

"How come there are so many?"

Yan Taiyuan looked around, the majestic mountains and hazy gray fog disappeared, leaving only an endless sea of ​​blood.

The tide surged, rolling up blood-colored waves, with pale bones floating in it.

Yan Taiyuan gritted his teeth: "It must be that guy's hands and feet, most likely an illusion."

He sternly shouted: "You're so small, you still want to trap me?"

The turbulent divine power gushed out from Yan Taiyuan's body, causing his body to shine brightly, and the phantom around him swelled like a balloon, surpassing the height of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and countless runes similar to the gods were imprinted on the phantom , the power of a god erupted, piercing through the sea of ​​blood beneath him.

But when the terrifying divine light fell, it only set off a wave of blood, and it was still far away from being pierced.

Yan Taiyuan's face changed slightly, and he drove many phantom giants to lift him up and gallop towards the blood sea.

However, this sea of ​​blood seemed to have no end, Yan Taiyuan flew for a long time, looking around, it was still sticky blood.

Suddenly, Yan Taiyuan saw a corpse floating on the sea of ​​blood.

He stared intently, almost screaming in horror.

The corpse was facing up, with a terrified expression, as if he had seen some terrifying scene.

And the face of this corpse is none other than Yan Taiyuan!

"Fake, it's all fake!"

Yan Taiyuan's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and his face was ferocious: "I am the Son of God, how could I die here?"

He kicked the body away and walked on.

But not long after, Yan Taiyuan met another corpse, also himself.

Yan Taiyuan's expression was gloomy: "You can't fool me!"

Yan Taiyuan's mana surged and turned into a stream of light, and he traveled thousands of miles every time, but every time he stopped, he could see a corpse that looked the same as himself, as if he was always going around in circles , never left.

I don't know how long he walked in this sea of ​​blood, the divine power in Yan Taiyuan's body was almost dried up, his appearance was haggard, his body was exhausted, like a dehydrated tree trunk, and the phantoms around him had long been submerged in blood.

But this time, Yan Taiyuan didn't see the corpse in the sea of ​​blood again, but saw a handsome young man walking towards him on the sea.

The young man smiled and said, "We met again, do you still remember who you are?"

Yan Taiyuan was startled, and opened his mouth and said: "Of course I am..."

His mind suddenly went blank, he didn't even remember who he was, and why he came here!

Yan Taiyuan shook his head, feeling great fear in his heart: "Who the hell am I?"

He only thought of the remaining obsession in his mind, and murmured: "I want to escape from here!"

The young man smiled and said, "Then why don't you try not to fly away?"

Yan Taiyuan was stunned, he had never thought of such a simple answer before!

He glanced at the young man approvingly: "When I escape from this place, I can reward you with immortality."

Immediately afterwards, Yan Taiyuan raised his head and looked towards the sky, but suddenly he felt as if struck by lightning, terrified in his heart.

In the sky above the sea of ​​blood, there are several yellow springs hanging upside down. The spring water is deep, with the yellow color of earth, flowing endlessly.

But the strange thing is that in the breath of death and decay, there is a power that calms the mind, just like the destination of all undead.

And when those yellow springs are flowing, they actually constitute a person's face, which is exactly the same as the young man Yan Taiyuan saw just now, only more simple and majestic.

Yan Taiyuan was terrified and fell into the sea of ​​blood, losing all his strength.

Before his consciousness dissipated, he remembered the floating corpse in the sea of ​​blood, and finally came to his senses: "It turns out that I have died a long time ago."

His dead soul gradually ascended and turned into a part of the underworld.

In the eyes of the nearby monks, Yan Taiyuan's body that stood on the spot quickly dried up in just an instant, and then decayed, his spirit and soul were all scattered, and then he was submerged in the sea of ​​blood below.

The monks were inexplicably horrified and could not understand this method at all.

Not far away, the sloppy old Taoist who is also a cultivator of transforming spirits almost stared out of his eyes: "Is this... supernatural power?"

"Is he really just breaking through to become a god?"

An Le always stood where he was, and said with a light smile, "If you prove my supernatural powers, you deserve to die."

This supernatural power is exactly [Blood Sea Prison Huang Quan Tian], but when An Le performed it this time, it was the first time that he used the innate qi!
Congenitally one qi, the myriad Taos are unified into one, and can also be transformed into myriad Taos.

Use it to display supernatural powers, and you can exert stronger power.

This is also the case. The sea of ​​blood that appears in the gray mist is still viscous, and the underworld is still turbid, but due to the innate qi, it does not appear evil, but reveals a charm that is consistent with the Dao, even Something divine!

An Le felt comprehensible: "Death is an indispensable part of the world. How can it be considered evil to lead the dead and make them rest in peace?"

"But after Huang Quan, what is it?"

An Lexin said: "There may be an unknown road ahead of this supernatural power that has not been opened up."

It has to be said that Yan Taiyuan did die well, not only the evil power and divine power in his body were absorbed by the sea of ​​blood engulfing the innate energy, but also gave An Le a new understanding.

Tian Langya beside An Le couldn't help admiring: "Patriarch Wuxu's methods are really unpredictable, I can't understand them at all."

But Danqing rested his chin, thoughtful, as if he understood something.

In order to ensure the safety of Su Dai and Zuo Yu, An Le sent them to the fairy tomb in Danqing's body in advance to avoid being affected by the next incident.

Killing Yan Taiyuan is just the beginning.

At this time, a monk shuddered and said, "The gray fog seems to be getting thicker..."

Just as he noticed, the gray fog around him was getting thicker and thicker, and an ominous atmosphere gradually spread.

Although Yan Taiyuan didn't have time to destroy all the central stones, the few he destroyed were relatively important nodes in the formation, which made the already unstable formation even more shaky.

I saw huge phantoms looming in the gray mist, exuding terrifying fluctuations. They were gods and demons that did not belong to this world, and they were about to use the gray mist to invade the wilderness.

Suddenly, a long curved horn suddenly pierced a mountain, but disappeared in the next second, or two huge vertical pupils appeared, turning around, as if scanning people in the fog.

The faint appearance of these phantoms is enough to shock the minds of the geniuses in the Six Palaces.

"Then, what is that?"

"Is this gray fog connected with another world?"

Among the monks of the Six Immortal Palaces, there are many well-informed people who quickly guessed part of the truth.

They also realized that the depths of the wilderness brought them not necessarily opportunities, but great dangers.

But now, it's too late to escape!

Tian Langya was not in a hurry at this time, with An Le by his side, his heart was much more stable.

"Is that all you want to come in?"

Looking at the phantom in the gray mist, An Le sneered and said, "Then, come on!"

As soon as his words fell, the many town center stones in the gray mist suddenly dimmed, and then, the formation formed by them dissipated.

With the disappearance of the effect of the large formation, the gray mist immediately swept out like a storm, setting off gusts of wind, and the violent wind speed even made the sound of lightning and thunder.

Some monks were even blown away by the strong wind, and they flew all the way, rolling and rolling, and they flew nowhere in an instant.

Tian Langya was a little puzzled by this situation, but still chose to believe in An Le.

An Le didn't care about the visions around him at all, but just looked at the center of the storm, but his eyes felt a little moist.

From there, a tall and strong figure like an iron tower gradually walked out.

Xiang Tieta smiled: "Junior Junior Brother, long time no see. I've been waiting for you very hard."

The person guarding the core of this great formation is none other than Xiang Tieta, or in other words, Xuan Gongming.

He completed the mission An Le entrusted to him, and saw the light of day again at this time.

Xiang Tieta and Xuan Gongming have always been the same person, but because of the fall of the Infinite Momentary Stone, Xuan Gongming was in a very strange state, contaminated with characteristics similar to the Infinite Momentary Stone, both in the past and in the past. future.

This state is extremely unstable and changes with different observers.

It is this characteristic that makes him have a wonderful reaction with the Infinity Momentary Stone.

It can be said that Xuan Gongming is equivalent to an anchor point and coordinates, so that Anle can determine the time point when he enters the light gate in the infinite instant stone, instead of getting lost in endless time.

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