Seeking the Way of Immortality

The Netherworld Golden Winged Great Pengju had just left Qingfeng Ridge, and Xiang Meng, who had fled without a fight before, appeared at the foot of Qingfeng Ridge.

Looking at Pengju going away, Xiang Meng was filled with emotion, but he did not attack Qingfeng Ridge.

Although Xiang Meng did not fight Wu Zheng directly, he could clearly feel that Wu Zheng did not use his full strength, just as he did not use his full strength.

For some reason, Wu Zheng brought him a great sense of danger, even far exceeding the threat brought to him by Xuanjun.

It is hard to explain, and it is hard to understand!

Pengju's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he covered hundreds of miles of territory. Wu Zheng sat cross-legged on the back of the Netherworld Golden Winged Great Peng, feeling the wind of the underworld.

This was the first time Wu Zheng flew to the sky of the underworld. Looking down, the mountains, valleys, rivers, and lakes were actually no different from the territory of the Phoenix Realm of the Xuanhuang Realm.

In addition to the dim sky, there were other creatures in the underworld. It was normal for a cultivator to not enter the reincarnation cycle as long as his obsession was strong enough after he cultivated to the Golden Core Yuanying.

Not only cultivators, but also mortals, if their obsession reaches a certain level, they can also avoid reincarnation, but the price of not entering reincarnation is extremely high. Mortals do not have the means of cultivators and can only wander like ghosts.

Those with good luck can even wait until the gates of the underworld are wide open and take the opportunity to return to the world of the living.

Those with bad luck can only live in the underworld and do the hardest and most tiring work.

Whether in the mortal world or the underworld, or in other realms, strength is the most powerful weapon. Where there are living beings, there are struggles. Zhoutian Wanjie is a martial arts world!

At this moment, Wu Zheng's thoughts are clear, as if he has realized it, and his aura is mysterious. Pengju, who is flying, feels Wu Zheng's changes, quietly slows down his flying speed, and opens a protective shield on his back.

Seeing Bi Congrong again, Wu Zheng is sad and helpless, but more of a thinker, thinking about life and death, thinking about black and white, thinking about the underworld, the Phoenix Realm, and the Xuanhuang Realm.

Thoughts extend, boundless!

Wu Zheng himself had experienced life and death several times, and each time he was on the edge of death, even to the extent of reshaping his body, but even so, Wu Zheng still did not have too much understanding of life and death.

Before this, Wu Zheng always thought that life and death did not need to be cared about, and what should come would come, and what should go would go.

Until this time he met Bi Congrong in the underworld, Wu Zheng suddenly had a deeper understanding of life and death!

He was about to see his biological parents and return to the Xuanhuang Realm. A thousand thoughts came one by one. When he saw Bi Congrong in the underworld, he was a Yuanying cultivator, but now he has fallen into the ghost cultivation of the Qi training period, struggling to live.

If it weren't for meeting Wu Zheng, any ghost cultivator or ghost beast with a slightly higher cultivation level would have no chance of survival for Bi Congrong and the others.

Either become a member of someone else's soul flag, or be shattered!

Wu Zheng once thought that after a person died, it would be over, and everything in the world had nothing to do with him. Later, he found out that death is not the end of life!

Maybe it's just a change of environment to 'live'!

Wu Zheng was thinking and realizing, while Peng Ju was flying continuously. In just a few hours, he had already flown millions of miles of territory.

The Yin and Yang Qi were as vast as the wings of the sky. In the blink of an eye, they covered hundreds of miles of territory. The Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng flying through the sky seemed to hold up the day and night, illuminating the territory of tens of millions of miles.

Many strong men were shocked by this breath, and they all used their divine thoughts to explore, but they never thought that there was nothing in their divine thoughts.

"When did the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng clan produce such a strong man?"

"Yin and Yang Qi, this is the rhythm of the birth of the Yin and Yang spirit!"

Some strong men controlled the escape light and quietly followed behind the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng, ready to take action at any time.

Some strong men chose to turn a blind eye and continue to do their own things.

The Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng noticed the situation behind him and suddenly increased his speed, trying to get rid of the strong man behind him.

The influence of Wu Zheng on Pengju's back was getting bigger and bigger. In just a few hours, it expanded to a huge area of ​​a thousand miles. Not only that, a Tai Chi-like disk with Pengju as the center rushed straight into the sky, with such a mighty momentum that it was hard not to be discovered.

"Who is this strong man?"

"I haven't heard that there is such a strong man in the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng clan?"

The strong men who gathered together whispered.

The strong men hanging behind the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng, the lowest of whom is the existence of the Ghost Emperor level, and there are as many as five or six strong men in the Emperor level.

Xuanjun has walked out of the small world, and the True Dragon Zhenyue Sword is in his hand. Xuanjun's expression is solemn, his eyes are firm, and he has made up his mind to die.

At this moment, four extremely burly figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

"We pay our respects to Emperor Shentu, Emperor Yulei, King Taishan, and King Zhuanlun." All the strong men stopped and looked extremely respectful.

When the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng saw the Five Ghost Emperors and King Yama from the underworld all coming, he immediately dropped his body and lay on the ground.

"I wonder why you gentlemen are here?" An emperor asked respectfully.

"My nephew is breaking through here, and you are following him. What do you mean?" Shentu asked the strong men without mercy.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. We didn't know that the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng clan had such a relationship with you." The emperor-level strong man immediately changed color with fear.

Peng Ju was stunned, but he knew what was going on after thinking about it. It turned out that the person on his back had such a relationship with Fengdu City.

Xuan Jun stood with a sword in his hand, and naturally knew the strength of Wu Xin in Fengdu City.

"Hmph, you are still a powerful emperor, but you have cultivated your cultivation to a dog." Shen Tu snorted displeased.

A strong man looked at the Netherworld Golden Winged Dapeng that had already landed, and found that there were actually two people on Dapeng's back, one standing with a sword, and the other sitting cross-legged. The yin and yang two-energy grinding wheel was caused by the person sitting on the back of the peng.

"Your Majesty, we are blind and do not recognize the great man, please forgive us!" The other strong men bowed and saluted.

"Shen Tu, Wu Zheng's breakthrough is important." The Wheel King spoke in a deep voice.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say, so as not to cause trouble, you all disperse quickly." Shen Tu glared, and his Dharma appearance was extremely majestic.

"Yes, Great Emperor!"

After speaking, everyone fled without thinking, not daring to look back. As for the warning of Great Emperor Shen Tu, it was naturally firmly kept in mind by the powerful people.

No matter whether it is the powerful Ghost Emperor or the powerful Emperor, no one dares to show off when meeting these living devils.

However, after they returned to their own forces and sects, they had to remind them that the Purple Sky Palace in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Wasteland was a force that must not be offended.