Rebirth Dominator

The ancient and mysterious bronze temple, the faint oil lamp, the long jade case, and the book of life and death that record the reincarnation of all living beings.

In the darkness where the lights can't reach, an emperor wearing a black ghost dragon robe sits on a heavy and gorgeous dragon chair. Here, I'm afraid I have to be frightened.

There are long stairs and a vast hall at the foot. Standing here, you can overlook the entire layout of this hall of gods.

The lights flickered, and at this moment, behind the dragon chair, a silhouette of a standing figure appeared. A silver-haired priest in a white robe finally revealed his figure. Standing behind the dragon chair, in front of him was a slender figure. The emperor is like a puppet.

tread!

tread!

The sound of footsteps echoed in the huge bronze hall. Fang Xiu walked down the stairs slowly, and Chen Jin, who was carrying a long sword behind him, also came out together. The copper pillar, along with a gap in the gate, stood outside.

This place is under the land of the mountain and sea world, where the evil spirits and ghost spirits of the entire mountain and sea world gather here to form this ghostly place.

With the continuous expansion of the mountain and sea world and the death cycle of life, this nether land will become bigger and bigger, and it is like the shadow of the mountain and sea world.

But at the moment, apart from this bronze hall, there is nothing left.

What happened in Xuanyuan was beyond Fang Xiu's expectations. The divine corpse was originally part of Fang Xiu's plan. When he was born, it should have been the time when the underworld was truly opened, with a powerful cultivation base. And the soul, who is qualified to control a region, will be the first mountain god in the mountain and sea world.

The time when the underworld really opens should be the stage when the human way is completely stabilized and the way of practice is flourishing.

At that time, the underworld reincarnation will start from Siqiong Mountain, and a series of existences such as city gods, land gods, mountain gods, river gods, etc. will appear in Dongzhou, and many powerful practitioners, monsters, and alien beasts will have eligible for this opportunity.

From here, build the foundation of the reincarnation of the underworld step by step to maintain the reincarnation of the entire mountain and sea world, even the most basic, and then build from it, which is really like the legend of the ancient times, controlling all reincarnation of life and death, and judging the past and present.

It's just that the divine corpse of Xuanyuan Kingdom was born so early, Fang Xiu didn't expect it, it disrupted Fang Xiu's layout and appeared in advance.

But it's harmless, there's nothing wrong with the plan!

The fire of humanity has been ignited, and the Dahuan Dynasty has been established. This time, entering the mountains and seas should almost be over!

It's time to go back!

Fang Xiu stood at the gate of the Bronze Hall, grabbed Chen Jin, turned around, and left.

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Nanzhou, Mountain and Sea Boundary——

Three savage-like silhouettes shuttled between the jungles, one with black hair and black eyes, and the brown-haired, black-eyed figure with blue hair and blue eyes. The three were wrapped in animal skins, and two of them were extremely strong. Use the dogleg knife to easily tear the branches and shrubs blocking the road.

It was Zhang Heming and the three of them. There were five of them when they came in, but now there are only three left. Years of living in the jungle have made them almost completely out of touch with civilization. Everyone on their bodies reveals a primitive and wild taste. There is also a naked killing intent.

Zhang Heming practiced Taoism and immortality, and possessed many strange and unpredictable coping abilities, while the other two practiced the way of demons, with a strong body and supernatural powers. The three of them matched each other and were extremely proficient.

In this jungle, they don't know how many times they have endured fighting, how many times they have faced those monsters, demons, and strange beasts, and struggled out of despair and dying.

Only this time did Zhang Heming know how lucky he was to fall directly into Youdu last time, and he also understood why the three people in Qingyang gritted their teeth in envy for what happened to him at that time.

When they fell into the mountains and seas, they fell directly into a valley of fire crows. The fire crows burned the entire valley, blocked the five of them, and almost roasted them. When they fell, one person died directly.

Then along the way, they encountered a monster with a head like a cow, but with sharp claws crawling on the ground. As long as the eyes were aligned, no one could move.

From the lake like Tianchi, the golden crocodile jumped up, tens of meters long, chasing them all the way and opening a road out of the forest. The vengeful crocodile chased them for three full months. They set a trap to kill them and devoured their flesh, and the cultivation of the remaining four people also skyrocketed to the present level.

In a sunless jungle in the west of Nanzhou, I saw a spider with densely packed eyes. The silk produced by the spider is impenetrable by water and fire, hard to hurt by the blade, and even has certain restraint on spells.

Another person died there. Finally, they used the fat of the golden crocodile to ignite the spider's lair, and burned it to death together with an extremely terrifying number of offspring. Under the burnt cave, they found a road. A ruin was found.

However, after wasting so much effort, they found that they couldn't push the gate of the ruins. It was a huge stone gate with the aura of forbidden spells flowing through it, which was far beyond what the remaining three of them could open.

They stayed there for a month, tried all kinds of methods, and finally had to give up, but they were not without gains. The prohibition on the stone gate, the talismans, and the spiritual texts that they could understand and the characters they couldn't understand , All were recorded by them.

They sealed the lair with stones and covered it with soil, hoping to try to open the gate the next time they have the ability to enter here.

In this way for five or six years, almost all of them wandered, survived, and struggled in the mountains, jungles, wilderness, and swamps. The three of them even forgot that they came from the human world to the mountains and seas, and even forgot their own names.

Or, forget that you are alone.

They are like three wild beasts, alternating back and forth among the mountains and seas, among the roles of the weak and the strong.

But at this moment they are running rapidly, each carrying a basket made of branches and vines.

The three of them ran extremely fast, even if they were barefoot, they ran like a monkey among the mountains and forests, but at this moment they ran very fast, as if something was chasing them behind.

Then I saw thousands of mountain ghosts pouring down from the bottom of the mountain like a tide, searching for their traces everywhere, not only that, traces of demons can be seen everywhere, holding torches to illuminate the whole mountain.

And in the sky, a terrifying big monster, exuding a strong black air, flew in the sky, looking down at the earth.

It was a demon mouse with a long mane, and it was the owner of the demon city, who was looking for their traces with extreme anger at the moment.

The sky and the ground are full of ogre monsters. If ordinary people were here, they would have been frightened to death, but the three of them seemed to have been used to this kind of scene.

A few days ago, they came to a mysterious place, which looked like an ancient capital, but it was a demon city built by demons, named Flying Squirrel City, where demons danced wildly, and all kinds of inhuman existence The monkey is crowned.

And what they noticed was not this, but the spiritual root vine that was about to blossom and bear fruit on the Flying Squirrel City.

The three of them planned for a long time, and finally on the night of the silver moon, they robbed several spirit root fruits, and even snatched away a branch of a spirit root vine. Existence in Flying Squirrel City.

Zhang Heming held a pill in his right hand, which was dug out from the body of the golden light crocodile, and was refined into a magic weapon by using the forbidden magic talisman he obtained from the ruins.

As long as he passes through this bead, he will be able to seek good fortune, avoid disaster, and cover his own aura. He named this bead the Dayan God Bead. This bead can calculate the most reasonable results through his eyes, memory, and collected information. , it was by relying on this magic weapon that he was able to survive again and again in this harsh mountain and sea.

Go this way! After walking for a while, Zhang Heming closed his eyes, holding the beads in his hands, and the talismans inside kept spinning, shining a faint light.

Turn right!

Stop, don't go! Turn around!

Back and forth, every time, Zhang Heming could find a way to escape from here just right, avoiding all the people who hunted them. At dawn, they had already walked out of the mountains and appeared beside a sea. The shadows of the mountain ghosts and demons who hunted them down were nowhere to be seen.

The master of the demon city exuding a terrifying demonic aura could not be seen in the sky either.

On the bank of the sea, the three of them looked at the blue sea and blue sky. For some reason, they had a feeling of being redeemed. Two of them fell to their knees on the ground involuntarily, weeping.

Even Zhang Heming froze there, letting the sea breeze blow his messy long hair and beard, without blinking his eyes.

Chirp!

At this time, a neighing sound suddenly came from the sky by the sea, and the sound was like thunder, and it was heart-shattering.

Just by listening to the sound, one could tell that it was definitely not the sound of any ordinary bird or beast. The three of them raised their heads at the same time, and saw in the sky, a foreign race that looked like a human and a bird, dressed in clothes.

Suddenly, Zhang Heming seemed to remember something, and in that memory, he found the name of this existence.

Featherman?

Republic of Feather!