I Honor

The same road

The mountain peak is towering and pitch-black, like a tall tower, smooth and difficult to climb, and surrounded by a feeling of confinement, which made Meng Qi unable to fly. When he got close, he fell straight down, as if a stone sank into the sea, and stepped on the wildly overgrown dark green vine with a bang. The ground shook a few times. ,

The vines were trampled off, and there were motes of blood flowing out, which was red and dazzling.

Meng Qi looked up and saw that the mountain peak was so high that it towered into the dark clouds. The only way to go was a winding path that circled the mountain peak, looming like a dragon circling.

“It seems to have entered another world.” Meng Qi, who is experienced in reincarnation, frowned, judging the current situation.

Could this be the basis for Hasullah and the others to counterattack?

If this is the case, if you want to leave or take the initiative, judging from the changes in the heaven and earth cardinal and the convergence of energy, you may have to climb to the top.

Meng Qi observed the environment based on his experience and his grasp of the laws of heaven and earth, and at the same time used the Yuxu God to calculate. At this time, dark green vines grew wildly and wrapped around his ankles. No way to get in.

“It’s kind of like the Nine Netherworld or the Demon Realm.” Through the comparison, Meng Qi understood a little bit. He used “I’m the only one” and “Yuanxin Yin” to keep from being affected by the illusion. , calmly walked towards that mountain road.

On both sides of the mountain road are stones with strange shapes, as if they have been transformed by evil spirits and ghosts after death, making those who step on them shudder.

In the center is slightly muddy black soil, permeated with a dark red liquid with a pungent smell.

“Where did the others go?” Meng Qi recalled the sudden change at that time, and felt that many masters were involved, but there was no trace here.

Could it be that this world is bigger than imagined

Chen Zhao and his junior sister Liu Zejun arrived at the pitch-black and sharp mountain, and found that it was impossible to fly here, and there was only a small path leading to the peak.

On both sides of the trail are stones like demons and ghosts, which are eerie and eerie, while the center is paved with pieces of ice that have lasted for thousands of years, radiating a slight chill. Crystal clear, you can see your own reflection.

“The Way of Ice and Soul”, Chen Zhao said to himself, “Junior Sister, this is really similar to Ice and Snow Immortal Palace.”

The only difference is that the “Jianxin Road” of Ice and Snow Fairy Palace leads from the palace gate to the main hall, while here is the climbing peak.

“This place is probably related to the Frozen Immortal Palace.” Liu Zejun has also entered the Frozen Immortal Palace and had an adventure, so he is no stranger to this.

The Ice and Snow Immortal Palace is the great secret of the extreme north. It is a fairy palace discovered by various sects and families after many generations of exploring the core of the extreme north. The interior is full of strange lights. There are all kinds of adventures, but no one can really go deep, just like this, the adventures on the periphery alone benefit those who are destined to enter, as long as they don’t die inside, they can often achieve something. There is a large part of the reason for becoming a master.

It’s about being strong. All the sects and families in the extreme north tacitly kept this secret, and never revealed the strong man from the south who came to the extreme north in search of natural materials and earth treasures.

Chen Zhao laughed: “When I first encountered setbacks, this happened. God really treats me kindly.”

Not to mention the possible hidden adventures. Just taking a trip to the Bingpo Jianxin Road can make your own shadows “clearly” exposed, which is helpful for resolution and consummation.

Liu Zejun was obviously relieved, and congratulated with a smile. Just then he said in a mood: “The swordsman who passed by just now is really tyrannical. Is it so scary to meet a strong man in the south?”

And judging by his aura and appearance, it can’t be said that he is younger than himself

Chen Zhao frowned: “Such a character is probably rare in the south, but it really made me understand that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. It is not advisable to stand still and watch the sky.”

Looking up at the top of the mountain, he muttered to himself: “This kind of world, this kind of martial art, is interesting.”

Before he could finish speaking, he had already dragged his junior sister on the “Ice Soul Learning Road”.

Standing in front of the winding path, the Nether Emperor, who is ten feet high and regards ordinary people like ants, feels like a divine weapon shaking the void with every gesture, like an ancient mighty descending.

Every bone in him seems to be owned by a giant, with an illusory feeling, it seems to be everywhere, controlling the life and death of many universes, it is extremely frightening, but this feeling has obvious incompleteness, and it can never be penetrated into one body. Ubiquity has finally come down to reality again.

The blood-yellow mist swirled around, covering his figure and appearance. The Emperor Youming held the life-and-death pens with black tube white hair and white tube black hair, and looked at the path in front of him, as if a divine light shot out from the mist.

He has been to this secret realm many times, but he has never met today.

The bones of Huang Quan’s real body can actually seduce the residual thoughts of the demon king, causing mutations

The Impermanence of Life and Death Sect was derived from the “primitive demon way”. It practiced the “True Law of the Underworld” transformed by the demon king. However, the inheritance was cut off many times. More than 3,000 years ago, a patriarch accidentally entered the “Impermanence of Life and Death” and rebuilt it. Zongmen.

It was also this patriarch who cultivated the true method of Huangquan to the Dharma Body level through normal channels, and sensed the “Huangquan Corpse” in the dark,So after going through hardships, they found the Nine Nether Crack, and discovered Huang Quan, the evil god’s “powerful relic” and the secret method of refining the living dead in a secret place on a certain floor.

From then on, the suzerains of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect of all dynasties tried their best to combine the corpses of the underworld with the true law of the underworld. This effort finally reached the last moment.

As long as a fresh dharma body is used as an introduction, he can turn yin into yang, turn death into life, and obtain the unprecedented “real body of the underworld”, possessing a body that is still close to the legend after decay, and directly obtain part of the power of life and death, half “” “God” and half “immortal”, become a “special human immortal” who can sweep away the earth immortals, and can break through and be promoted in a short period of time. In a few years, he will become a heavenly immortal, rule the roost of the contemporary world, establish an earthly underworld, and control the survival of living beings.

It’s a pity that after repeated attempts, he failed to catch a dharmakaya, and instead suffered serious damage.

The past flashed by, and Emperor Youming didn’t care about the stones that looked like demons and ghosts on both sides of the path, but the illusory blood-yellow stream flowing in the center of the path made him cautious and slightly happy.

“Could it be that the top of the peak has the real water of the Yellow Spring that condensed when the demon king deduced the true method of the Yellow Spring in the past?” The Emperor Youming looked at the stream that flows indifferently, has nothing to do with life and death, and has forgotten the past, and took a dignified step.

Ye Yuqi walked on the snow-covered path, the “Ice Soul Cold Light Sword” hangs down, the tip of the sword seems to be dragged forward, and the strangely shaped stones on both sides seem to be frozen by ice and snow.

Suddenly, an old lady appeared in front of her with a bent figure. His face was like chicken skin, his white hair was gray, and his eyes were cloudy.

There was a wooden barrel next to her, holding a chipped stone bowl in her hand, she said in a high-pitched voice:

“Drinking this bowl of Mengpo soup, forget the past and the present, the heartless man, the fickle wife, and a passer-by when you meet each other, and never hear the pain and injury”

“Meng Po Soup” Ye Yuqi was taken aback. His eyes were dim and uncertain, he raised his left hand, his ten fingers were like scallions, and slowly stretched out, as if he wanted to take the bowl of Mengpo soup.

Touched by the fingertips and passed through, it was actually illusory.

The corners of Ye Yuqi’s mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile, somewhat bitter and somewhat willing. Withdraw your hand and walk towards the peak.

Meng Qi stepped on the slightly muddy black soil, worried about the troubles of other masters, and was careful. The pace is relatively fast.

After walking for a while and circumnavigating the mountain for two weeks, the black fog in front of me began to thicken, cutting off my spirit. Cover the eyes and ears.

Subconsciously, Meng Qi slowed down his pace and knifed in his right hand. The left-handed sword no longer has the slightest concealment, and stepped into the mist.

The mist billowed and parted suddenly, and a figure appeared in front of Meng Qi’s eyes. He was wearing an ancient crown and robe, with fluttering sleeves, dressed in medieval clothes, his body was high and his hair was black, tied into a bun. Hate all colors, seem to want to destroy creatures, destroy the world, destroy themselves

This breath is full of the dust of the years, crossing the long river of time, making people unable to resist.

He turned around slowly, revealing an ancient face. His right hand was as thick as twice that of ordinary people. His nails were like swords. The back of his hand was covered with dark and strange patterns, full of evil, blood and hatred.

Who is the master of the Demon Emperor’s Claw? Meng Qi had seen the general appearance of the Demon Emperor’s Claw outside the devil’s tomb.

This figure had a calm expression, eyes filled with eternal hatred, and said calmly but with infinite killing intent: “Qi, I will drag you to die together.”

Qi, Holy Emperor Qi Mengqi immediately understood who this person was.

The third-generation owner of the Demon Emperor’s Claw, “Heaven-Hateing Emperor”, obtained the Demon Emperor’s Claw after the Human Emperor’s incarnation, and inherited the “primitive way of magic”. Shenghuangqi is in power, powerful and powerful, and gods gather to suppress him.

In the end, in the battle of the pinnacle, he died at the hands of Sheng Huangqi, and Sheng Huangqi almost perished together three years later.

“This is the battlefield between Shenghuangqi and Hetian Emperor.” Meng Qi recalled what he knew and felt that the location was wrong. At that time, they fought in the God Burying Desert in the Western Regions, and this was the Arctic ice field.

If it weren’t for their battlefield, how could there be the breath of Emperor Hate Heaven left? It was the last sentence before his death

After careful identification, and confirming that Emperor Heantian was just a residual projection, not even his breath, Meng Qi went around suspiciously.

A few steps forward, the mist rolled and cracked again, and a figure was sitting in front of him. His hair was white and draped over his back, his eyes were scarlet, and his hatred was real. His face was handsome but somewhat cold. It was full of dark and evil patterns, brimming with unspeakable hatred.

“It’s the Demon Emperor’s Claw again.” Meng Qi glanced over and probably knew the other party’s identity.

The fourth-generation owner of the Demon Emperor’s Claw, “Evil Emperor” Xie Tianshu.

He is amazingly talented. He was originally a hero of the righteous way. He was prominent in the Middle Ages for a while. Afterwards, the thoughts of the saints were inspired by him, but for some reason, he suddenly degenerated. He grew up to be a leftist giant, and then got the claws of the Demon Emperor, unifying the Demonic Way, which opened a period of darkness until it was ended by the earliest saints in the Middle Ages.

The Middle Ages was the era when the human race was fighting against demons.

“Hate, evil emperor” Xie Tianshu raised his head to the sky and roared, full of unwillingness.

Meng Qi sucks lightlyQi, what I saw was the last remnant of the previous masters of the Demon Emperor’s Claw. Could it be that this place is related to the Demon Emperor’s Claw? To be continued

s: second update

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