Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

The words of the monk Kurong made Yang Xin feel cold, and his killing intent emerged.

During the Great Reckoning Period, the owner of the golden palm who had plotted against him several times and almost sent him into the turbulence of time and space unexpectedly reappeared.

"where is he?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Someone has seen him in the deepest part of the chaos. By the way, he has secretly taken refuge in the mastermind behind the scenes. There will probably be strong men sent by the mastermind behind the scenes to protect him secretly."

The monk Kurong spoke.

"oh?"

Yang Fang frowned, and said, "How to get into the depths of chaos?"

"After the Great Reckoning began, all life and mountains and rivers disappeared in the Shenxu Continent and the darkness and haze, and there was a lot of chaos in the world, but there is only one way to enter the deepest part of the chaos, that is, from the deepest part of the darkness and haze. the way."

The monk Kurong said.

"Is there a way in the deepest part of the darkness?"

Yang Fang's eyes flashed.

For a long time, there have been too many legends about the dark haze.

In the deepest part of the dark haze, there are secrets that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Even the mysterious old man who sneaked into the blue star before, cared deeply about the deepest part of the dark haze, and was unwilling to step in easily.

Unexpectedly, there will be a passage inside, leading directly to the deepest part of chaos.

"What is the deepest part of chaos like? How could that guy hide there?"

Yang Fang asked.

"The deepest part of the chaos is endless, independent of the long river of time and space, where there is no time, no concept of space, just like before the world was opened, the black hands behind the scenes cleared the long river of time and space not long ago, a large number of people who were lucky enough to survive With nowhere to go, they all hid in the deepest part of the chaos, because although the conditions there are harsh, they are boundless and far away, and they can largely avoid being chased by the black hands behind the scenes."

The monk Kurong said.

You must know that not everyone can master an independent dimensional space, so many ancient powers can't get the dimensional space, so they can only escape into the deepest chaos.

And the owner of the big golden hand appeared in the deepest part of the chaos, and his biggest purpose, probably, was to make a secret plan to wipe out the rest of the people.

"This guy is really ruthless."

Yang felt relieved.

He made up his mind quickly.

Go to the depths of chaos once.

On the one hand, it is to solve the cause and effect with that guy, and on the other hand, he has an intuition that there are probably a lot of Dao map fragments hidden in the deepest part of the chaos.

We must know that when the sky map collapsed, countless strong men rushed out to fight for those Tao map, who can guarantee that these strong men did not rush out from the depths of chaos?

"If the benefactor wants to go, I am willing to accompany you."

The monk Kurong spoke.

He picked out the matter, and if Yang Fang was allowed to take the risk alone, he would feel uneasy.

Yang Fang frowned, and said, "Alright, let Master Lao lead the way."

He has never been to the deepest part of the dark haze, and he is worried that he may not be able to find his way.

"Good! Good!"

The monk Kurong spoke.

The two moved quickly, their bodies flashed, and they left from this dimensional space.

Not long after, the two fell into the darkness and haze again.

The darkness and haze after the liquidation seemed even more gloomy. There were barren mountains and wild hills everywhere, and there were thick cracks on the ground, and there was a lot of chaotic atmosphere in the sky and the earth.

An ancient, desolate and endless atmosphere spreads here.

The two speeded up directly, and rushed towards the deepest part of the dark haze.

The entire dark and hazy world is beyond imagination.

Even with Yang Fang's current cultivation base, it took them three full days to finally reach the deepest part of the darkness.

Of course, Yang Fang did not use the power of the [Aurora] God-Seed during this period.

If not, it would definitely not be as long as three days.

In front of them, the scenery suddenly changed drastically, and a huge endless plain appeared.

The entire plain is filled with a layer of scarlet blood, mysterious, strange, and boundless, as if it will never see the end.

In the middle of this huge plain, a narrow river appeared.

A ferry boat stood alone above.

On the ferry, a hunched old man sat quietly, motionless, with a lantern in front of him, flickering with faint green fire.

"Someone?"

Yang Fang was surprised.

"Endless burial!"

The Godly Monk Kurong showed seriousness instantly, staring at the endless blood-colored plain in front of him, and whispered: "According to the rumors, the endless burial has a long history and forms a small world of its own. It can be traced back to the age of mythology. It is a place A strange place that even the mastermind behind the scenes cannot completely destroy in a short period of time."

"Oh? Is there a place in this world that the mastermind cannot destroy?"

Yang Fang asked.

"That's what the rumor says, but I don't know if it's true or not."

The monk Kurong continued: "It is said that anyone who accidentally enters this endless burial will be lost forever and will never be able to get out again, no matter how strong his cultivation is, this will happen.

Under this burial ground, many taboo characters from the age of mythology are buried. Their resentment and unyielding belief are fused together, which forms the strangeness of the endless burial ground. "

The monk Kurong then pointed at the narrow river in front of him, and said: "This river is called the funeral spring, and it is the only way to endless chaos. Anyone who wants to pass the funeral spring can only take the ferry boat." , but if you want to take the ferry, you must lend your life to the old man."

"Borrow life?"

Yang Fang was suspicious.

"Yes, no matter who it is, as long as they board the ship, they will have to pay the price of two hundred years of life."

The monk Kurong spoke.

"Strange, really weird."

Yang Fang whispered, and suddenly activated the God Seed of Karma and the God Seed of Tianmu, and looked towards the deepest part of the narrow river.

But it was discovered that in the frontmost area, all causes and effects were cut off. In the depths of the deep and strange river, there seemed to be an extremely strange force that cut off all causes and effects, and no one was allowed to speculate.

And the Celestial Eye God Seed is even more so.

Apart from seeing endless blood, nothing else can be seen.

"Benefactor Yang, let's go there."

The monk Kurong spoke.

Yang Fang thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The two walked towards the small wooden boat one after the other.

The hunchbacked old man on the small wooden boat slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of dark green eyes under his old face, revealing a strange arc.

"Guests from afar, welcome to the Endless Burial Spring. You should know my rules?"

The hunchbacked old man laughed hoarsely.

Yang Fang and Kurong Divine Monk looked at each other, and Kurong Divine Monk put his hands together and said, "That's good, that's good."

The hunchbacked old man squeezed out a weird smile again, and slowly moved forward. First, he approached the Kurong monk, put his nose to the neck of the Kurong monk, sniffed lightly, and then took a sharp breath.

call!

Yang Fang clearly saw strands of dark golden light flying out from the body of the Kurong priest, and quickly sank into the mouth of the hunchbacked old man.

The old and shriveled face of the hunchbacked old man suddenly turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had taken some Shiquan Dabu pills.

Then he showed a thick smile, moved slowly again, approached Yang Fang, and sniffed Yang Fang carefully again.

Yang Fang suddenly smelled an extremely pungent smell coming from the opponent's skin, it was disgusting and retching, like the smell from a corpse that had been parked for too long.

He immediately held his breath, fully alert.

call!

Like the Kurong monk, there were also pieces of dark golden streamers flying out of his body.

In an instant, Yang Fang felt his body lighten, as if something extremely important was missing from his body.

He opened the panel and watched it.

I saw that the life expectancy column changed from 28,000 years old to 27,800 years old.

"Sure enough, I lost two hundred years of life."

His heart froze.

What kind of weird secret technique is this?

It only needs to suck lightly to suck away people's lifespan?

Next, he sat in the cabin honestly with the Kurong monk, and began to wait.

The hunchbacked old man sucked enough life essence, showed a deep smile, and did not act immediately, but sat in front of the lantern and continued to wait.

Some time passed.

A figure flickered behind, and several figures appeared again, sneaking, hiding their breath, approaching from a distance.

But when they were completely close, their expressions suddenly changed.

"It's him! Yang Dao! That's Yang Dao!"

"Go, how did this guy appear?"

"He also ran towards those coffins, retreat quickly!"

Several figures immediately moved away at an extremely fast speed, never daring to get any closer.

For them, Yang Fang's name was too big.

Not long ago, he fought against the Primordial Moyue, and besieged and killed the Sword Demon, one by one, one by one, and many people saw it. Now Yang Fang has already become a real taboo figure.

The name is enough to be juxtaposed with Sword Demon and Immemorial Moyue.

Even if Yang Fang wasn't malicious, they didn't dare to stay any longer.

Unmoved, Yang Fang and the monk Kurong continued to wait.

People came one after another, and people evacuated quickly. Everyone's face was extremely bright, and they didn't dare to wait a step longer.

Finally, after several hours passed.

A figure came again from a distance.

This is a Taoist man wearing a purple robe, with long black hair like ink, long eyebrows reaching his temples, and handsome facial features. After seeing Yang Fang and the monk Kurong, his face was calm, and he strode directly as usual come over.

After he came over, he sat directly in the cabin, motionless.

"Hey, here comes another one."

The hunchbacked old man stood up unsteadily, showing a strange smile on his face, and said, "Even if you come from there, you can't break my rules, you should understand?"

"Since it has arrived, it has been prepared."

The Taoist spoke calmly.

"That's good, that's good."

The hunchbacked old man showed a thick smile, put his nose close to it, sniffed vigorously, showing a greedy look, and sucked it up violently.

call!

A large stream of light flashed by.

The complexion of the hunchbacked old man suddenly became more rosy. This person's physique seemed to have some kind of strange power. He also absorbed two hundred years of life essence. Absorbing his life essence was far more tonic than absorbing other people's life essence.

The purple-robed Taoist didn't move at all, his expression was flat, as if he hadn't lost anything.

"Can we sail?"

He spoke calmly.

"Hey, what's the rush, at least wait until I'm full, right?"

The hunchbacked old man smiled, looked at the Zipao Taoist, Yang Fang, and the monk Kurong, and said with a smile: "Also, no one is allowed to do anything on my boat. I hope the three understand."

Yang Fang frowned, and instantly realized that the old man seemed to be pointing something.

Even the divine monk Kurong next to him showed suspicion, looking at the purple-robed Taoist and then at the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man smiled meaningfully, continued to sit on the bow of the boat, and waited.

Not long.

The streamer flickered in the distance, and there was a cool breath.

A woman in a long snow-white dress with jet-black hair appeared not far away. She had a beautiful face and slender legs, and she had an indescribably unique aura.

After she appeared, a pair of cold and indifferent eyes swept towards the cabin.

Suddenly, a cool and divine light shot out from the two pupils.

"It's you, Yang Dao!"

Yang Fang frowned immediately, and looked at the woman in the snow-white dress, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before, have I?"

"You haven't seen me, but I know you!"

The woman in the snow-white dress sneered, ignored the others, and continued walking towards the cabin.

Godly Monk Kurong looked suspiciously, looked carefully, and after a while, said: "Goodness, goodness, it turns out to be the younger sister of the Ice Emperor. Since you have appeared, you must have completely escaped the trouble!"

"eventful!"

The woman in the white dress spoke coldly.

"Sister of the Ice Emperor!"

Yang Fang's gaze turned cold, and he said, "The Ice Emperor, one of the six black hands, in the Xiaodao Fruit World?"

The woman in the white skirt sneered again and again without saying a word.

When Yang Fang fought against the Primordial Moyue and besieged the Sword Demon before, they all saw it in their eyes. For them, Yang Fang was definitely a huge variable.

Her sister destroyed the Xiaodaoguo world, and if Yang Fang's shelter was destroyed, countless relatives and friends of Yang Fang died tragically.

She didn't think Yang Fang would let go of all this.

Both sides are sworn enemies sooner or later.

"The matter of Xiaodaoguo World back then will be settled sooner or later, and I will settle it with your sister."

Yang Fang half-closed his eyes and spoke.

When the Great Reckoning came, it was okay for him to have no strength, but now that his strength has improved, he didn't want to let go of any of those people back then.

"Really? I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that day."

The woman in the white skirt sneered.

She walked into the cabin, looked at the purple-robed Taoist, frowned, and finally sat down directly.

The hunchbacked old man at the bow let out a strange laugh, staggered, walked over slowly, sniffed the woman in the white skirt vigorously, and opened his mouth to inhale.

call!

Another large piece of light of life was sucked away by the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man seemed to be completely full, his face was radiant and full of energy, his whole face was extremely intoxicated, and he said with a smile: "We are full, let's go, ladies and gentlemen, please sit down carefully. , don’t fall off the boat.”

He grabbed the oars and rocked the boat gently.

Suddenly the whole boat began to sail slowly and quickly across the narrow river.

This scene looked very strange.

Obviously the boat was moving very fast, but the areas on both sides were flowing like lightning, and pieces of scenery passed by them.

Looking to the sides, you can even see patches of blood, lingering and indistinct, like a bloody hell.

After Yang Fang glanced outside, he quickly set his eyes on the purple-robed Taoist, thoughtful in his heart.

The purple-robed Taoist had a calm expression, his eyes had been closed tightly since he got on the boat, and he seemed indifferent to the things around him.

That's it, time passes.

As the monk Kurong said, there is no concept of time and space at all here.

I don't know how long it has been.

The jet-black boat finally sailed to the end of the river.

In front of them, there was an endless darkness, the aura of chaos was rolling, and the land of chaos was endless.

It's like an unprecedented world is gushing out.

"Guest officers, the place is here, please disembark."

The hunchbacked old man laughed.

The woman in the white skirt glanced at Yang Fang with a sneer, without saying a word, she stepped off the boat first, her body flashed, and disappeared into the distance in an instant, and she could no longer feel any breath.

Yang Fang and the others stepped off the boat closely.

"Benefactor Yang, this way."

The monk Kurong motioned to Yang Fang.

Yang Fang nodded slightly, glanced at the purple-robed Taoist again, and left this place directly with the Kurong monk.

The purple-robed Taoist looked calm, and immediately stepped forward, walking towards the distance.

"Phaseless Divine Emperor, this is the guy who made you suffer a lot, and it seems to be nothing more than that. Forget it, it's important to solve the big things first, and then settle the score later."

He was talking to himself, his body gradually blurred.

far away.

Yang Fang and the monk Kurong rushed all the way, quickly shuttling through the pitch-black chaos.

During this period, the monk Kurong continued to introduce the situation in the depths of chaos to Yang Fang.

"In the deepest part of the chaos, apart from some superpowers who have nowhere to go and temporarily hide here, there are actually some races that are rarely known to outsiders, called the Chaos Protoss, but this race is too rare. Moreover, it has lived in chaos for a long time and never went out, so people outside rarely understand it."

The monk Kurong spoke.

"Chaos Protoss? Are they also gods?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Yes."

The Godly Monk Kurong said, "It is said that the Chaos Gods can be traced back to the ancient mythology years, and they are the only protoss that survived the mythology years."

"oh?"

Yang Fang frowned.

But soon felt the weirdness of this chaotic land.

Cultivation is suppressed here!

All the qi and laws are disappearing rapidly.

And the further you go in, the more obvious it becomes.

"This is the characteristic of the depths of the chaos. The depths of the chaos reject all outsiders. For many outsiders, hiding in the depths of the chaos is like being exiled. The conditions are harsh, there are no cultivation resources, and they cannot use their supernatural powers. Will encounter the terrible Chaos Protoss at any time,

Most of the Chaos Protoss actually hate outsiders. Once they are caught, they will be filled into the magic cave, refined into pills, and died horribly. Therefore, no one will choose to hide here unless it is absolutely necessary. "

The monk Kurong whispered.

The depths of chaos have the effect of suppressing true energy and laws for them, but for the Chaos Protoss, it has no such effect.

The Chaos Protoss lived here like a fish in water.

"So, the qi and law in us will disappear completely soon?"

Yang Fang spoke in a condensed voice.

"It won't go away completely, but there won't be much left either."

The monk Kurong spoke.

"Where is that guy hiding?"

Yang Fang asked.

"I have an old friend not far away. He has been monitoring all this time. Just go and ask."

The monk Kurong spoke.

"good!"

Yang Fang nodded.

The two rushed forward quickly.

It's the same as the Kurong monk said.

Sure enough, the deeper one went, the stronger the weird suppressing feeling became.

Even if Yang Fang has the God Seed, it's useless, he can't stop that kind of suppression.

finally!

Under a black mountain range in front, a simple stone cave appeared, surrounded by a large array, it was very hidden.

After Divine Monk Kurong sent out a piece of jade, the formation outside the cave suddenly began to surge rapidly, and a narrow passage emerged.

The monk Kurong and Yang Fang walked over quickly.

"Amitabha, old friend Kurong, you are here."

A monk with tight and thin skin in a withered yellow monk's robe stood behind the formation with his palms folded, facing the dry monk's luggage.

"Heart inflammation old friend."

The monk Kurong clasped his hands together and returned the salute.

The skinny monk said: "The person you kept telling me to pay attention to, recently reappeared. The hanging coffin in the fairy tomb appeared deep in the chaos, and he went there."

"Oh? The hanging coffin from Xianzhong appeared again?"

The dry monk's eyes flashed.

Yang Fang on one side suddenly showed deep suspicion.

What fairy tomb hanging coffin?

The monk Kurong immediately explained: "In the deepest part of the chaos, there has always been an extremely strange inheritance, called the hanging coffin in the fairy tomb. It is said that it is the tomb of the strong in the ancient mythology. It collapsed, and the inner and outer coffins emerged, hanging in the air,

At that time, there will be an extremely weird existence auctioning these coffins, as long as he can afford the price he wants, he can get the inheritance in the coffins,

Every time the hanging coffin of the fairy tomb appears, it will attract a lot of strong people, even the Chaos God Race will be there! "

"Is there such a thing?"

Yang Xin was surprised.

It actually involved the ancient mythology period?

"Where is the hanging coffin in the fairy tomb?"

"Just east of the depths of Chaos."

The monk Kurong spoke.

Then he immediately introduced Yang Fang to the old friend in front of him, and introduced him to Yang Fang.

This old monk named Xinyan Monk is actually an ascetic monk who specially chooses the place of chaos for cultivation, and has stayed here for nearly ten thousand years.

Both mind and body have been honed to the extreme.

This made Yang Fang couldn't help but secretly stunned.

But in the end they didn't stay here any longer, but set off again soon.

Yang Fang flipped his palm, and took out the fragments of the previous Dao map again, and felt it carefully in his palm.

An extremely weak connection began to emerge from a distance, echoing the Dao map in his hand.

"Sure enough, we came to the right place. Someone hid in the depths of the chaos with fragments of the Dao map."

Yang whispered in relief.

The previous behavior of cutting off cause and effect should not be the other party's deliberate action, but the natural suppression of everything in the depths of the chaos, which automatically cut off the mutual induction between the Dao map.

Now that he has really entered the depths of the chaos, with the characteristics of Dao Tu, he naturally has a trace of induction.

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I have something to do today, so I'm late.

sorry~