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Chapter 217 Nine Nether Peaks, Comparable to Nine Ways!

The 217th chapter of the Nine Nether Peak, comparable to the Nine Ways!

“Jiuyou Yellow Springs, the end of Death, actually… really exists!” The old man stared firmly in front of him and exclaimed.

In the nine-story dark sky, endless silence and perished souls wandered continuously inside.

The creatures integrated into it, like the stars in the night, cannot be counted.

Wang Yuan followed, and his heart was shocked.

Is it possible that after death, people will really come into a world similar to the underworld, and then experience the rebirth Samsara?

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan’s eyes stunned for an instant, and he immediately thought of… Samsara said.

This is the most mysterious existence in the Nine Avenues.

Throughout the long history of the Upper Realm, the number of times the Samsara Road cultivator appeared is very few, and the number is far lower than the other cultivators in the Nine Avenues.

But Wang Yuan has lived in the upper realm for so long, and has not heard any legend about the Samsara Dao cultivator. It can be said that he knows nothing about this aspect.

Rumble!

at this time.

The old man jumped into the sky full of death, letting the dead silence annihilate.

Wang Yuan was dumbfounded.

moment.

A heart-breaking pain made him tremble all over.

At this moment, he felt the extremely strong rules of death.

It’s just that this vast and boundless doctrine of death is really too irritable and full of offensiveness, it is difficult to use it for oneself.

However, Wang Yuan possesses the Dark Dao, which is above the Death Dao, which can forcefully restrain the erosion of the Death Dao, and can even absorb some of the background that is used to enhance his own dark Dao.

In this Ninth Stage canopy, the old man’s whole body was lit by the black flames turned into by death.

However, not only did he not shrink back in this extremely dangerous environment, he even showed a weird smile, “Hahaha! Hahaha! I, Liu Yuandong, finally found a way to break through! The extreme of the Nine Netherworlds, the pinnacle of death. , This is the real detachment from the dark way! The way to completely get rid of the lower order!”

In the black flames, Liu Yuandong has always been immersed in the baptism of the death path, he wants to carve the death path rules here into his bones and blend into his blood.

After a long time, this half of his body has been destroyed.

However, in the last bloom of his life, he successfully transferred Jiuyou Insight and transmitted all his gains to the other half of his body in reality.

In the end, he used his life to create a Cultivation Technique that perfectly interprets the path of death for future generations.

Later generations found his corpse, obtained Nine Nether Cultivation Technique from it, and enjoyed it.

The picture stopped abruptly.

“I was wrong. It turns out that the old man Insight did not die for longevity, but to find a way to surpass the path of death. He is really a cultivation madman, respectable and respectable.” Wang Yuan’s eyes gradually clear. The heart is heavy.

In his opinion, if this old gentleman Liu Yuandong is immortal, with the help of Jiuyou, he might be able to achieve the status of a god emperor, and even become invincible in the world.

“Xu Zhen, Xu Liang, are all the Cultivation Techniques you two cultivated in Jiuyou?” Wang Yuan returned to his senses, with a little sweat on his forehead, his face pale a little.

“Boss, yes!” Xu Zhen nodded.

“Well, in that case, both of you open up Divine Sense to me, and I will pass on the essence of you two about Jiuyou.” Wang Yuan said.

As soon as this remark came out.

Both Xu Zhen and Xu Liang were shocked.

What?

Tell me about the essence of Jiuyou?

Not to mention the essence of them, even their masters, it is difficult to describe.

Is it possible to understand so thoroughly just by comprehending it in just a quarter of an hour?

This has to make these two people suspicious of this.

Our thousand-year cultivation is not as good as others’ observation and observation for a quarter of an hour?

Isn’t this too nonsense?

But although they didn’t believe it, in front of Wang Yuan, they could only bite the bullet and obedient.

The two opened up Divine Sense.

Wang Yuan pointed a little, two rays of infinite darkness like an abyss, shot into his two Divine Sense.

Suddenly.

The vast nine secluded sceneries continued to surface in the minds of both of them.

The end of Death, the stranding of souls, countless dead souls can be seen everywhere, like worms wandering in the abyss, confused, weak, and without emotion.

Immediately afterwards, the strong power of death came into the minds of both of them like a blowout.

This unspeakable wonder made Xu Zhen and Xu Liang deeply intoxicated.

The strong breath of death continued to condense around the two of them.

Unconsciously, the two of them have already started to run the Cultivation Technique, using this time of understanding to enhance their own Cultivation Base.

Wang Yuan sat on the wooden chair, closed his eyes and rested.

For the next banquet, I will meet Yu Xiao, the Elders of the Promise Demon Sect, and the so-called son of prophecy, the magic niche.

Although on the surface there is no wave in the ancient well, deep in his heart, he is extremely restless.

He hasn’t seen him for a long time, he doesn’t know how Yu Xiao is doing, but if Wuya takes care of him, he believes that nothing will happen.

However, as long as there is something wrong, he will use all his strength to take her away for the first time.

Moreover, he didn’t even know the connection between Chu Xiangyu and the Promise Demon Sect.

All kinds of events were linked together, and Wang Yuan’s emotions began to fluctuate, and he was on the verge of rampaging.

…

Two hours later.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

“Princess Xu Zhen, go to the banquet, the Lord and the Promise Demon Sect Elder have been waiting for a long time.” The soft female voice floated in, euphemistically.

Hearing the sound, Wang Yuan immediately changed his face to Xu Liang, opened the door, looked at the petite and lovely female disciple in front of him, and said calmly: “Xu Zhen is at the critical moment of cultivation, so I can go alone.”

“Are you… Xu Liang?” The female disciple’s eyes were moisturized, her face was slightly red, and she was shy. She replied repeatedly, “Okay, please come with me.”

Wang Yuan closed the door and started to follow her footsteps.

Along the way, this female disciple kept watching Wang Yuan quietly, and finally when she was approaching the banquet venue, she suddenly said, “Xu Liang senior, I admire you very much. My name is Lanhua and I have been practicing for 60 years. Yes, my dad is the master of Jushen Hall. I really want to ask you for advice. I wonder if the senior is free!”

The little woman mustered her courage, her face was shy.

Wang Yuan saw in his eyes, something Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

This little girl has practiced for 60 years and is already a Mahayana cultivator. This aptitude is very good. Coupled with a profound background, it can be described as the Proud Girl of Heaven.

However, Wang Yuan was already several hundred years old, and if he had just passed through, he might be excited.

But now, he just wanted to come to the banquet as soon as possible to see what happened inside.

“Blue Flower, everyone has different talents, and the way they cultivate is also very different. I can only help you to establish some future goals for you.” As he said, Wang Yuan stroked the blue flower with his right hand. Top of skull.

moment

A strand of essence representing Devil Dao, Heavenly Dao, Dao Dao, Dragon Dao, Origin Dao, Dark Dao, and Power Dao, each bursting with strange colors, plunged into the Blue Flower Divine Sea together.

Among them, the wisp of essence that represents the original source, unexpectedly shines.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yuan couldn’t help but stared.