The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1082 Yang Ni's Hate!
hum~
Taking a last glance at the secret space formed by the intertwining of nine colors, Yang Ju stepped out in one step and arrived at Kuixing's mansion in the City of Death.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Faintly, he could sense that since the Fang Xuan Gong Realm was out of the control of the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue, there was a tendency for it to turn from virtual to real.

The shortest period is three to five hundred years, and the longest period is thousands of years. If there is no one to stop it, this Fangxuan Gongjing can even become real like that square inch fairy mountain!

by chance?still……

"Master Kui! You are finally back..."

Niutou Apang seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and his expression was filled with apprehension in fear. He could faintly feel the great oppression in this person in front of him.

I'm afraid this master is in a bad mood...

"Where are you going?"

Yang prison opened his mouth.

The Xuangong Realm is the imprint of heaven and earth, in which people are either alive or dead, but they are not fake, but they are still walking according to the trajectory of their lives.

Like this bull head, he yearned to go back to the world, and it was true that he wanted to see his old mother, and that he wanted to avoid the destruction of the six realms of reincarnation.

"Master Kui just send me out, I thought you forgot about me..."

Niutou breathed a sigh of relief.

These days, he is really worried. This master has forgotten him, but there is nothing he can do.

Seeing him remembering at this moment, I couldn't help feeling grateful, and respectfully handed over an unknown animal skin bag:

"This is a little bit of my heart, you..."

"It doesn't have to be..."

Yang Ju subconsciously wanted to refuse, but suddenly raised his eyebrows:
"This pocket?"

"This pocket was left to me by an evil master who wandered from the underworld many years ago. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to open it after all these years..."

Niutou was a little embarrassed.

"This thing, I accept it."

Yang Jue casually raised the bull's head and sent it back to Yangjian, where Fang Xuangong was, and then raised his hand to pick up the unknown animal skin bag.

"Blood Hell Hell..."

Yang Jue's eyes moved slightly.

This animal skin pocket is not a mortal product, but it is not a magic weapon, but the skin of a certain high-ranking lord with extremely high physical fitness.

And the air machine in it...

Yang Jue shook casually, the pocket of the bull's head that had not been opened for many years was split open, and the dark red flesh altar the size of a fist fell in front of him.

"Sure enough, he left behind..."

Reaching out to take over the altar of flesh and blood, Yang Jue was not surprised.

Yang Ni left a large number of altars of flesh and blood, as he said, all the cities were left behind.

But since getting his request last time, almost all the altars of flesh and blood have been emptied, as if all traces have been erased by someone.

And this side seems to be able to survive because of the special state of Xuangong?
hum~
When Yang Ju closed his eyes slightly, there was a faint blood in his heart, which was very weak at first, and then burned.

Yang Jue gathered his mind, but saw intermittent lights and shadows continuously converging and intertwining in the blood light,
In the end, it freezes in a familiar city and mansion.

That was City of Death, Kuixing Mansion, and even, where he was standing at the moment, under the old tree.

"This imaginary realm of immortals and demons is the core of the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue. It is related to the legendary heavenly book. If you don't die, sooner or later, you will come here..."

Under the old tree in the backyard of Kuixing Mansion, Yang Ni, who was dressed in a blood robe, looked pale, as if he had been seriously injured.

"As you can see, I tried to refine the catalog of ten thousand immortals, but unfortunately, I failed..."

Yang Ni talked to himself, seemingly calm, but Yang Jue could see the corners of his eyes twitching violently, obviously his heart was full of anger.

"I didn't come at the right time! That Longquan has broken the limit and is honored, holding this picture of ten thousand immortals, it is really difficult to deal with..."

Yang Niwei gritted his teeth:

"I'm so unlucky! No! It's because I don't have the Cauldron of Gluttony, otherwise, even if there is that old thing called Longquan, I will refine this Ten Thousand Immortals Map!"

Through the bloody light, Yang Jue could feel that Yang Ni's body was like the most intense killing battlefield at this moment, with several air mechanisms colliding crazily.

This is moral injury.

"After all, your luck is better than mine. After Longquan, there will probably be no great emperor in this world.

But if you come here, you must also know how cunning, difficult, despicable and shameless these old things are..."

Yang Ni's chest heaved and his eyes were red with anger:
"These dogs swarm up when you are weak, attack in groups when you are strong, and run away when you see something bad. I really can't vent my depression!"

"These old beasts are too difficult to kill!"

boom!
Yang Ni's aura even passed through the blood and spread into Yang Ju's heart.

At this moment, which is rare, Yang Qiu felt the same way.

Isn't he depressed at the moment?
The White Elephant King, who never fled to the death, was the incarnation of a ghost. The Lion King appeared in the form of a ghost and disappeared without a trace.

The Taoist of Tianzong is far away in the sea of ​​stars, wondering... Tianli Dao's popularity has entered the sky, and it is hard to find people...

But the reality is that.

The pursuit of practice is to break through the border, overcome the catastrophe, and live forever, not to fight bravely with anyone.

The more you practice for a long time, the more proficient you are in hiding. It is almost impossible to kill him quickly.

"But, the more this is the case, the more I want to save my breath..."

In the picture, Yang Ni's eyes seem to burn like blood:
"Sooner or later, I will smash their kennels, pull out these old bastards one by one, and beat them to death!"

Yang Ni gritted his teeth, he was so angry that he couldn't suppress it for a long time.

"You did half of it..."

Yang Yu answered silently, and couldn't help but recall something in his heart.

The refinement of the Ten Thousand Immortal Map has not yet been completed, but he has been able to retrieve those banned information.

Among them, there is about Yang Ni.

Yang Ni's luck is really bad. He came to this world 3000 years after Emperor Yu Longquan broke the limit and became honorable.

The moment he came here, he was already seen by the latter, and naturally, he was calculated by the latter, as a 'knife' to clear the world of practice in this world.

In the first 300 years, Yang Ni hardly stopped for a moment, and countless troubles rushed up like a tide, chasing him to heaven and earth.

In another 300 years, his reputation was so great that it attracted many big sects, eight-pole masters, and near-diarch giants to join hands to kill him, and he survived many times.

In the middle 500 years, when he had achieved great success in countless pursuits and was about to breed his "sea of ​​blood", Emperor Longquan took action.

With just one blow, he was almost wiped out together with the sea of ​​blood.

In the last 500 years, he recovered from the son of the blood god, and cautiously divided the blood gods into various holy land sects to practice. A turmoil that was later called the "Gorefiend's War".

In the end, he wiped out more than half of his opponents back then, and blatantly pulled the old Longquan Emperor from the altar...

Then, he was imprisoned by an unknown Buddhist giant, and the suppression has been at least 1 years...

"These old things, why can't they wait peacefully in the mountain gate and wait for this uncle to slaughter his family, destroy his mountain gate, and extract his soul?"

After venting, Yang Ni suddenly laughed again:

"Thinking that you, a waste, will suffer from these old things, my uncle's mood suddenly improved a lot..."

Snapped!
Yang Jue raised his hand and swiped directly, skipping Yang Ni's useless roar. In the final scene, Yang Ni restrained his mania.

"The fairyland of the Six Paths of Reincarnation here is the source of the turmoil in this world. My uncle doubts whether those great emperors all came from ancient ghosts..."

There is depression in Yang Ni's voice, this manic demon born in Yang Yu's negative emotions, seems to be beaten without edges and corners:
"I came here and suffered heavy injuries. It may not be possible to heal this injury in 1000 years, but I also discovered some secrets..."

"Ok?"

Yang Ju subconsciously restrained his mind, briefly urging the change of Da Ri Tathagata, trying to shield possible prying eyes in the dark.

"In this land of six realms of reincarnation, there are at least two terrifying wills that surpass the eight poles, one of which is peaceful and sacred, and the other is violent and violent...

If there is no one in the future who can break the limit and proclaim the emperor, then these two old things are the strongest opponents you are likely to encounter..."

At this point, Yang Ni lost all emotion on his face, only his eyes were beating with an incomparably violent light:
"I hate you for not dying, but these bastards really don't deserve to live!"

"If! I said if! If my uncle fails to kill these bastards, you, you must kill the rest for me..."

hum~
As the lingering sound reverberated, the bloody color had faded from the sea of ​​hearts, leaving only the bloody picture book.

【Illustrated Catalog of the Seven Great Hatreds of Hell and Darkness】

[Rank: Seven Yuan (Residual)]

[Quality: Extreme]

[The great demon of the world, who has exhausted his ability to kill, absorbs the indestructible spirit of killing and hatred in the world, and refines all kinds of magical powers and Taoism, great magical powers! 】

【Cut the hatred in my heart, become my incarnation】

【Second body supernatural power】

[Note: This catalog contains the unquenchable hatred of its owner, and it cannot be opened without boundless killing...]

[Note: This picture seems to be incomplete...]

"Cut the hatred in my heart..."

There was a wave in the sea of ​​hearts, and this bloody scroll was pressed into the bottom of my heart.

Call ~
In Kuixing Mansion, Yang Qiu opened his eyes.

He looked into the void, in the direction of the six paths of reincarnation.

What Yang Ni could perceive, he naturally felt it, even if Fang Xuangong had left the Ten Thousand Immortals Map.

In the dark, he can perceive the nine-color space, the place where he listens, and another air mechanism,
Just under the wheel imprint of the six directions that seems to be able to obliterate all spirits of life and death.

That looks like an ancient monster!
"Is this monster an ancient ghost who awakened from the past in the illusion? Or is it a great monster suppressed by some great emperor?"

Thoughts turned in Yang Ju's mind.

In the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue, there is no record about this big monster, and it seems that it has been completely wiped out...

"Di Ting probably knew it, but he didn't speak..."

Yang Ju took a deep look at the nine-color intertwined space, and then suppressed all kinds of distracting thoughts and emotions into the bottom of his heart.

Turning around again, he has already left the Fang Xuan Gong realm.

At this moment, he didn't even bother to know what was being suppressed under those six reincarnations. He just wanted to go one step further.

Completely break the haze that lingers in your heart, and see the inevitable horror in your mouth when you see it and listen to it.

Then, only...

"Appear!"

　Hmm... Continue to code words, there is still a small chapter, let's go to bed first... Alas, I can't finish the work and rest for the time being.

　
(End of this chapter)