Fantasia: The Beginning Of The Congenital Sacramental Body

Xia Yunsheng stood with his hands behind his back in the pitch-black calamity, staring blankly.

He was very impressed by the Heavenly Court just now, could there be something in it? Or in other words, could he see immortals or imprints of immortals?

"The legend of Nangong's most treasured Nantian Gate is the southern gate of the ancient heaven. Is this the gate just now?"

Before, a Tongtian gate stood on the other side of the Thunder Tribulation, only one character Nan appeared, and the rest were shrouded in chaos and mist.

"There are so many secrets in the world."

Finally, he let out an exclamation.

He was about to continue on the road, but suddenly, he saw a white shadow flickering from the corner of his eye, Xia Yunsheng was startled, the light was extremely fast, and seemed to have spirituality, rolling and moving, approaching his back quickly.

"What is it?"

This kind of extreme speed is very terrifying, as if the space is frozen, only it maintains an astonishing operation.

Xia Yunsheng tried to roll over in several directions, but it always fell behind Xia Yunsheng.

"interesting!"

Xia Yunsheng smiled and stomped on her feet.

The map of the Dao Domain of the Heavens emerged under his feet, mountains and rivers were thousands of miles away, the stars were endless, and the Dao pattern turned into a starry sky. His figure disappeared for a moment, and he appeared thousands of miles away.

This is Xia Yunsheng's original movement secret method, named by him as the Nine Steps of the Emperor of Heaven. Now it is just a hasty completion of the first step, barely involving the secret of space, combined with the ancient method to shrink the ground to an inch

The mysteries are endless.

Xia Yunsheng suffered a lot to create this method, because it was very labor-intensive.

But the harvest is also great. With his current speed, I am afraid that if the saint wants to chase him, he will have to waste a lot of time.

The white light was obviously startled, and Xia Yunsheng faintly saw the outline of a living being, but because the white light was too dazzling, it was impossible to tell what kind of creature it was.

Whoosh!

The creature in the white light hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran.

Xia Yunsheng glanced at him, but didn't chase after him, because he had already wasted a lot of time, and now he needed to find Xia Qingyi and the others.

"I hope Seventh Sister and the others are all right, otherwise

Xia Yunsheng murmured, and rushed directly towards the deepest point.

After walking for several miles, Xia Yunsheng's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Just now a mist blew in, when it dissipated, the situation in front of him was clearly displayed, which made him a little terrified.

At the end of the world, black and red tornadoes swept across the world. If you look closely, you will find countless Kuroba and Hongyu attached to the tornado.

The wind was shrill, like howling, and there was a mysterious whisper in Xia Yunsheng's ear, calling him to move forward.

Xia Yunsheng lifted off to watch with a solemn expression.

It is found that the mountains in the distant area are regularly scattered, faintly forming a huge and boundless Qilin god, but the whole body is blood-colored.

He looked into the distance and found that the place where he was standing was behind Qilin, and there was a forest nearby, forming a very regular strip shape.

"This is...however you look at it, it looks like Qilin pulling the coffin.

Xia Yunsheng was taken aback, such a terrain can feel extraordinary even for people who don't have access to the origin technique.

"The outer and outer coffins represent too many things, and there may be unknown things buried inside. To bury oneself with the Qilin formed by the general trend of the world, this method must at least be the emperor."

After thinking clearly, Xia Yunsheng retreated without hesitation.

Once an accident happened at this time, the black wind and the red wind suddenly became a hundred times stronger, and the sky was flying with sand and rocks. Xia Yunsheng, who was enveloped by the wind, found that his sense of the world had disappeared. In a hurry, he only had time to protect it with the Tianlongqin Myself, followed by a burst of dizziness.

This feeling of vacillation lasted for a quarter of an hour before it disappeared, and the sky had turned into a blood moon in the sky at some point.

Xia Yunsheng looked around subconsciously, his heart sank suddenly, the worst happened, he fell into the forest that looked like a mold.

This forest is like a brand new world, the stream flows quietly, but it is black, and the surrounding trees are all swaying and whirling as if they were made of white jade.

The light of the blood moon fell down, and there were distorted silhouettes on the ground. At a glance, they looked like grinning ghosts.

"The yin is too heavy, does this coffin forest lead directly to the yin?"

Xia Yunsheng felt a headache, he should hold Xia Qingyi back, based on Seventh Sister's understanding of the general situation of mountains and rivers, she would definitely be at home in this place.

"Sure enough, it's useless to go back along the road, no matter how you go outside, you will return to the original place, and you can only go inside.

Xia Yunsheng tried for a while and finally sighed. After these situations fell into him, he had expected them. This forest blended with the general trend of the world, and it seemed that there were handwritings arranged by amazing experts, forming a barrier. It is difficult and difficult to get out of the space.

I can only go on. "

Xia Yunsheng thought silently, going upstream along the dark stream.

The ground is blood-colored, stepping on it seems to be walking in a piece of dark soil, but the surrounding white jade trees sway with dreamlike brilliance, creating a sense of conflict.

"Is that... a corpse?"

Xia Yunsheng opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a figure in the distance sitting quietly cross-legged by the stream, lifeless, shrouded in a faint gray mist.

It can be discerned that it is a man.

So, Xia Yunsheng tried to walk in, and finally saw the face of the corpse clearly.

His taoist robe is already torn, the copper crown on his head has turned yellow due to the wear and tear of the years, and under the clothes is a glistening (Nuo Lihao) dry bone.

"It's been at least 50,000 years, and the corpse is immortal. This is at least a holy king. There are no wounds, and it died of old age.

Xia Yunsheng made a judgment and felt a sinking heart.

It is not difficult to imagine that the ancestor of the Gu family was not the first person to discover this realm. This holy king somehow entered this world, and ended up being trapped in this place, watching himself rotten and dying here.

"Can't a holy king get out?"

Xia Yunsheng murmured, looked carefully, and suddenly his expression changed.

There seemed to be something placed in front of the corpse, leaving marks, but the things disappeared, and there were still traces of footsteps around, which were very new.

Xia Yunsheng took a cursory glance, and then his gaze became sharp.

"There are other people in this place, and they haven't been away for long.".