Zhenshanhai

In the various prisons of Tianzong, the inner ghosts and evildoers who were captured and imprisoned were about to move.

On the prison peak of Jianyu, Gulu, a white jade-like liquid locked in a yin qi cage, bubbled a few times, and a human head protruded from it.

The scorching sun was shining on the top of the Floating Island Star Peak, but there was another round of gloomy red sun beside the scorching sun.

The light mixed and merged, and the sunlight falling on the mountains and rivers turned into a gloomy gray-blue.

Yun Che and the others frowned, counted their fingers, and came to the imperial prison.

The Elder Inner Ghost whose body was still melted in the jade liquid only popped out.

There was a fanatical and ferocious smile on his face, and his pupils turned as pale as the skin of a dead man.

"The true god is coming, the time has come!"

"So what if we strictly guard against death? There is no anchor in the world of Yang, and there are hundreds of millions of ghosts floating in the suburbs that no one cares about killing and killing. Can you manage it?"

He spoke incoherently, and laughed crazily while watching Yun Che in prison.

The two worlds overlap, and the surrounding scenes have double images.

In the yang world, all things, mountains and rivers are covered with a layer of light gray mist, the original line of sight is cut off by the mist, and only ten feet in front of him can be seen clearly.

The people in the city were panic-stricken, and there were figures of people in the mist that passed by around them. After a few cups of tea, the figures of countless ferocious ghosts with green skin and green eyes became clear.

The feelings of the ghosts are similar to those of the people in the yang world.

The ghost fog that lingers all year round and never sees the sun is suddenly covered with a bright mirage.

At first the mirage was blurry, but gradually, the scenes overlapped and became clearer.

In the end, in the eyes of humans and ghosts, the scenery around them has completely changed and tended to be consistent.

The mountains and rivers in all directions are both familiar and unfamiliar, and everything seems to be shrouded in a layer of mirage, which is both vibrant and unspeakable.

In the clear and shallow ghost fog, the ghosts were puzzled at first, and hesitated when they saw the living people rolling around, trampling each other, screaming like birds and beasts in front of them.

There are not so many living people in the Nether world, but it doesn't look like they were suddenly pulled into the human world. They didn't smell the unique yang energy in the human world that can burn the ghost's vitality.

Soon, the first Li Gui tentatively reached out.

Thick and fresh blood plasma and minced meat spilled on the ground, Li Gui stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on his hands, a dark light flashed on the ground, the soul rope bound the newly dead soul, and a ghost appeared.

Looking at the group of evil spirits in front of him, Yin Cha took a step back in surprise.

The yang and the dark are blending, and the order of yin and yang in the world is in chaos. What ability does the Yin Division have to suppress the ghosts?

Realizing this, the evil ghosts in the streets and alleys surrounded them with malicious intentions, seduce their souls and dance around like bone dragons, but in the end they were outnumbered. It grows upside down and also turns into a ghost.

The group of ghosts scattered with cheers, and rushed towards the living people in the city!

To the southeast of Zhongzhou in the mainland, Dongyang Lake, eight hundred miles away, suddenly turned into a boiling hot oil pan.

The foundations of the various sects in Dongyangjin turned into boiling oil, the foundations of the mountains collapsed, and the sites of various sects collapsed suddenly.

Except for the extremely fast-acting powerful intensive training, the low-level disciples of all sects were unable to dodge in time, and countless people fell into the fire oil, howling and rolling with the sinners tortured in the frying pan hell.

The ghosts jumped out of the cultivator's body.Rolled to the shore to regain freedom, but the living were swallowed by the boiling oil, and there was no sound in an instant.

Far away in the depths of the Mangshan Mountains in the southern wasteland, countless sharp blades suddenly grew from the surface of a steep and straight mountain.

Tens of thousands of beasts and birds were unable to dodge, and were pierced through the heart and lungs by the blade.

Occasionally, the shivering little beast that was stuck between the blades narrowly escaped unharmed, was also dragged over by the evil ghost crouching on the mountain of knives, threw it into its mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it alive.

The yang and the dark blend together, the rules of yin and yang collide and become chaotic, and the prohibition of hell is also broken.

The evil ghost screamed and jumped down from the knife mountain, greedily looked at the large group of flying birds above the dark mountain forest with green eyes, spewed out a black air from its nose, and jumped into the surroundings with cheers.

Songzhou is an important base of Lingbao Pavilion, and it is also the location of the dragon vein of a dynasty.

At this time, the monks of Huang Daomeng are cooperating with the monsters of Lingbao Pavilion to evacuate the people urgently to avoid disaster.

But still did not snatch the red light covering the ground, the whole Songzhou was enveloped by a burst of white hot steam that suddenly appeared...

After ten breaths, the white mist dissipated, amidst howling ghosts and howling wolves, festering pustules were scalded on the bodies of the sinners in the steamer hell and the big monsters who cultivated in the world.

And all the people in the whole continent were stunned on the spot, when a gust of cold wind blew, the flesh slipped off the skeleton like stewed meat paste, it was shocking, and it was a horrifying scene!

The netherworld and the yang world blend together, and the eighteen levels of hell also appear in the great cave one after another...

The yin soldiers in the Yangshi city pass through the border, looking at the world and the purgatory world.

In the ghost king's sect, Feng Xun's legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand firmly, and all the rest of the closed doors also broke through with injuries.

Upon seeing this, the ghost king gave an order, and the Yin soldiers under his command lined up in a circular formation to protect the people in the center.

Countless ghosts and ghosts around appeared one after another, glanced at the soldiers and horses fearfully, and walked away.

After all, he was the suzerain who was in charge of a sect, Feng Xun was frightened for a while and soon calmed down.He hurriedly reported what he knew to several Tianzong immortal elders.

Under the Dao of Heaven in the great world, there are no more than five fingers of arcane treasures that can connect passages between the yin and yang worlds.

Among them, the most famous one is the gate of ghosts, which is in charge of the Yin Division and is opened every year in the world during the Mid-Yuan Festival.

Tongming Terrace is also one of them, and its existence has been recorded in the Yin Division.

Except for the ghost gate, every treasure that can build a yin-yang passage needs to temporarily dissolve a small passage at the weak point of the law of yang-ming transition.

If the dissolution channel leads to the collapse of the barrier between the two worlds, there is only one possibility.

That is, the law has long been eroded and decayed, and it is full of holes, crumbling, and it is only a breath away.

The activation of the Tongming Terrace is the last breath blown against the Yin-Yang barrier that is on the verge of collapse.

In the yang world, the evildoers were unable to condense the anchor white monument with great fanfare under the strict surveillance of Tianzong, but in the nether world, their plans went smoothly.

Countless white monuments have taken root in the outskirts of Fengdu, eroding the boundary between Yin and Yang. On the day when Yang and Darkness break the boundary and merge, the law will be broken, and the world will be chaotic for a moment. The evil god who has coveted this world for thousands of years!

The yin and yang worlds merged, and the laws were chaotic. This is a sign recorded in the ghost king's classics before the end of the world.

Feng Xun didn't know much about the others.

In the eyes of insiders, this is the clarion call for the evil god to launch an attack.

Above the sky, there was a big gap between the Yin and Yang suns.

The wind from the void turned into substance, and it fell down like a river pouring down. The wind and waves hit the ground, and dust of hundreds of feet was blown up.

A dazzling bright white light has already appeared above this ten thousand zhang passage connecting heaven and earth.

"Then... what is that?"

After briefly explaining to Feng Xun, Lin Pu asked solemnly, "The law of yin and yang is chaotic, do you know how to separate the two realms of yang and underworld?"

In the scene returned by the spiritual consciousness, the human world has turned into a purgatory.

The demons and goblins cheered and enjoyed the gluttonous feast, but outside of the investigation, there were many horrific sights!

The Ghost King Sect has a long heritage, and it is an ancient orthodox lineage contemporaneous with the Yangming Buddhist Sect. Now it is in decline, but there are still countless precious classics, which may have a solution.

"If the Nether Underworld is still the Heaven and Earth Revolving Yin-Yang Division where the Underworld King Shengjia sits..."

He sighed, "No matter how bad it is, even if only Yinsi, Lord Pudu and Ksitigarbha are still there, there is still room for things to turn around."

Feng Xun's blue face seemed to be covered with another layer of gray-green, looking desperate and decadent.

"But now, we must first expel the evil god that the elder said.

When there are no external forces causing trouble, and the world is peaceful, the evil blood energy dissipates, the yin and yang and five elements circulate in the sky, the law slowly and steadily recovers, and the two worlds of yang and underworld can be slowly separated..."

"No one can say for sure about the time that has been experienced. It may be ten thousand years, or it may be 10 years..."

But yin and yang are intertwined and chaotic, even if you don't look at the big hole in the sky that is shining with white light, the world is full of evil spirits at this time, how can it be peaceful?

Feng Xun's lips turned white, and his stiff face was covered with cold sweat. He didn't know whether it was the pain from the backlash of the spell just now, or the fright now.

"If the evil gods don't retreat, the blood in the world is unclear, and the fusion of yang and dark takes too long, it will only lead to the fusion of yin and yang and return to chaos, and this era will come to an end.

At that time, the souls of all living beings will be scattered, and all things will die and return to the ruins. We just wait for the next time when the chaos reopens and the era begins. "

Before the words were finished, countless lights flew towards the wind channel connecting the heaven and the earth.

It is no secret that the evil gods covet the mainland.

No matter how Netherworld suddenly appeared and merged with Yangshi, at least anyone with a discerning eye can see that the anchor stone monuments in Netherworld have turned into formation eyes to connect with each other to form the outline of the magic circle.

This magic circle all over the continent is the positioning signal sent out, and Baishen is connecting through the signal.

When the magic circle was activated, countless cultivators discovered that the white jade stele rooted in the ground veins was no longer indestructible.

Tianzong made intensive arrangements, and countless cultivators rushed to all directions!

The monks of each sect seized the time to destroy the white monuments that suddenly appeared everywhere in Yangshi, and at the same time contacted the Fengdu Yinsi who descended in the wilderness of the Western Territory, and together with the army of ghosts, hunted and killed the rampant ghosts who had escaped into the world.

As for the big hole in the sky that was shining brightly, there was no need for Lin Pu and others to send a message to go back, and the help to mend the sky had already arrived.

This is the meaning of Tianzong's existence.

When an irresistible and terrible accident suddenly occurs in the practice world, the six heavenly sects are the cornerstones to stabilize people's hearts.

Thousands of years of order endowed Tianzong with prestige. In an emergency, when cultivators panic because they don't know, Tianzong is the magic needle for the cultivation world.

A blue light appeared, and 35 huge glazed lotus flowers flew up into the sky around the wind channel connecting the sky and the earth.

At a certain moment, the lotus heart opened, and 35 golden-bodied arhats leaped out, swinging and whirling the arhat sticks in their hands, and flew together into the strong wind, turning into a golden compass and going up against the wind, blocking the gap between the two suns with difficulty. The big hole of white light in between.

White light leaked from the edge of the golden compass, and the wind squeezed out from the gap and whined.

On the top of the mountain beside him, a female repairer wearing a long skirt with narrow sleeves and holding a epee without a front swung the sword at the clear lotus flower in front of her. The violent blow produced a sonic boom.

The air wave was thrown behind him, the blue light flew into the sky and nailed the compass, the gap disappeared, and the white light disappeared.

Siming Wangjun Han Yu put the epee on his back, and then 36 glazed lotus flowers merged into one in the sky, and flew back to the hand of Yuan Yao Daoist next to Han Wangjun.

And beside Yuan Yao, there are several other profound masters of Tianzong standing.

The golden arhat who just sealed the passage of Gangfeng was transformed from a rosary in the hands of an eminent monk of Fahua Temple.

When the channel of the sky leak was blocked, Lin Pu and others flew over, while Ma Hong and half of the Yin soldiers stayed in place to protect the injured Ghost King Zong people.

This place is located in the northern part of the Central Region of the mainland, and the closest ones are the Sword Region and the Demon Sect.

Not long after Lin Pu arrived, He Hengyuan, Ligan Mojun and others also arrived. After collecting the news and sending out the spiritual news, they were ordered to return to support Fengdu, but unexpectedly a gentle and curious question came from the side.

"Are you the most powerful immortal cultivators in this world?"

Everyone suddenly turned their heads in horror, but saw a fair-skinned young man with a handsome face standing on the opposite peak, which was clearly empty in their spiritual consciousness.

He was dressed in a white robe, and with a slight smile, he jumped across the peak in two or three steps like a lively boy, and then his eyes wandered over the crowd for a while and then fell on He Hengyuan.

"Your cultivation is the highest."

Turning to look at everyone's comments one by one.

"Taoism is upright, there are no shortcomings, it's amazing!"

"Your swordsmanship is superb."

"Well, such a poisonous spirit..."

"What kind of demon are you cultivating? It's so powerful, I've never seen it before."

"Namo Amitabha, hello!"

When he finished commenting one by one in a cheerful tone and looked at Lin Pu, he tilted his head in surprise and said, "Why are you so complicated, you can cultivate everything except earth elements, aren't you afraid that the spirit foundation will explode in the end? Oh, and there are also Shinto seals...it's amazing !"

The spiritual sense can't detect the trace, either the strength is so strong that it can avoid prying eyes, or the person's breath is so unfamiliar that the spiritual sense is not familiar with it, so it can't detect it.

But most of the people on the peak have stepped into the top intensive cultivation of Lingqi Continent, who in this world can avoid the spiritual consciousness of everyone present?

"Who are you driving?"

The young man smiled slightly, snapped his fingers, and the hole that was originally blocked in the sky behind him exploded.

The gangster roared down, and the dazzling white light appeared again.

"The name I just gave myself is Bai Feng. You can also call me Qiansan."

He quickly explained: "Oh, Qiansan is my ranking, meaning one thousand and three."

"Who are you, White God?"

Among the cultivators present, the ghost king was the weakest, and Bai Feng ignored him and the Yin soldiers in the previous comment.

Now he interrupted suddenly to ask questions, Bai Feng was not annoyed, he smiled very kindly.

"God is my father."