As previously thought, although the Human-Devil Emperor did not know the true whereabouts of the Shura Sect, he directly sealed the entire Demon and Ghost Temple to isolate it from Qingyang Huan's investigation.
When Qingyanghuan's war spirit manifested and walked along the ancient Qingguang Road towards the depths of the ghostly ocean, hundreds of millions of miles away from the human continent, there stood a heaven-reaching demon temple on a dead star.
The demonic clouds in the Demonic Palace rolled straight into the starry sky.
Stars hung under the eaves of the Demonic Palace, twinkling with faint starlight.
At this moment, the starry sky trembled, and the Demon Palace roared, just like the thunder of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
The star standing on the Demon Palace exploded with a bang.
The Demon Palace disappeared without a trace in the dazzling divine light, turning into a stream of light and moving toward Go deep into the world.
The fighting spirit of Qingyang Huan walking on the Qingguang Road is more real than before.
It is covered with a purple and gold war robe, and the Qingguang Road under its feet is flashing with faint lines.
These lines are looming, and each one is like a ghost.
It seems to contain ancient secrets.
The war soul who walked along the Qingguang Road and walked deep into the ghostly place frowned.
He did not sense where the Shura Gate was.
It was obviously not in the nearby sea area.
Fortunately, he had already locked the place where the Yongzhao family once belonged. nearby.
Half a day later, Qingyang Huan's figure appeared on a small island five thousand miles away.
Under the erosion of the emperor's power, this small island had long become like a piece of sand and was constantly collapsing.
This time, an ancient portal appeared in front of him, illusory and hazy, as if in another time and space.
This illusory portal merged with the green light derived from him.
Apparently, the appearance of the human-demonic emperor turned the world upside down, and also amplified the Qi of the Shura Sect that had been silent deep in the sea.
The fighting spirit stepped out of the body again.
Wandering on the Qingguang Road, the fighting spirit, tempered by the four reincarnation gates, was as strong as gold and iron, as if it had materialized.
However, at this moment, Qingyang Huan still frowned, staring at the illusory light gate. .
I saw a faint dark demonic nature flowing on the illusory door of reincarnation.
Not only that, but also full of evil, gloomy and cold.
Although the aura was emitted, it was not in the same time and space.
The same green light merged with the portal, but his fighting spirit could not enter the Shura Gate.
Every time, he would step out from behind the Shura Gate, right in front of his eyes, but far away in the horizon.
Plop.
There was a roaring figure in the black ocean, and Gui Buxian emerged from the depths of the sea.
"Ah Huan is really weird, no, the rocks at a depth of 30,000 meters under the sea have been drilled out by Turtle Master, and the Gate of Reincarnation has not been found."
"The Shura Gate is not buried underneath at all.
Of course it can't be found.
Otherwise, the human-demonic tribe has been here since the beginning of ancient times.
Even if the Shura Gate is well hidden, it can still escape the detection of the human-demonic tribe."
Qing Yanghuan controlled the fighting spirit, constantly stepping in front of the illusory Shura Gate, and then stepping out from behind the Shura Gate, as if he was passing through an illusory light gate.
"Do you think Shura really exists in Shura Sect?"
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan made a sound, which made Gui Buxian stunned for a moment, weren't they looking for the Shura Sect now?
Why did they get involved with the Shura Clan?
"I remember that in the Mahayana Holy Dharma of the Jialu tribe, there are eight heavenly dragons and the Asura tribe, which are the guardians of the Jialuo tribe."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes flickered.
As Jia Luo's avatar established the Great Thunder Sound Temple in Jia Luo Kingdom, his understanding of Jia Luo's holy law deepened, and Qing Yang Huan's true self felt more and more.
The terror of the Jia Luo tribe, and at the same time, the understanding of Jia Luo's holy law is also deepening.
Jialuofa, is it really compassion?
You must know that the Jialuo clone established the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and at the same time established the eight divisions of the Jialuo Heavenly Dragon and the Eight Gods to protect the Dharma.
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These establishments were all based on a broken Jialuo notebook that the Jialuo clone found in a historical site of the Jialuo tribe. contained.
"Before ancient times, there was the Shura tribe among the hundreds of tribes in the world.
It was a very cruel and violent tribe.
The Shura warriors were very handsome and beautiful, but they were like snakes and scorpions.
I just don't know if there is any connection between Asura and the Shura tribe. ” Gui Buxian looked stunned, and then said: "However, there is no Shura clan in the world today, and no clan has ever discovered the footprints left by the ancient Jialuo clan in recent times."
"I'm just afraid that there is really a connection."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes showed a hint of worry.
This worry was because he realized that the Shura Sect was not rising behind the demons and ghosts.
The Yongzhao family did not even know that the ancestral precepts they had guarded from generation to generation were actually just a piece of cake.
An introduction.
"By the way, I remembered a huge secret.
My ancestors said it inadvertently.
I thought it was a joke but didn't take it seriously at all."
Gui Buxian was suddenly startled.
"What's wrong" "This is not the place to talk."
Then Gui Buxian looked east and west, feeling a little timid, and even glanced at the sky.
Qingyang Huan immediately understood that he was afraid of being struck by lightning.
"Let's go, Shura Sect is not here, and staying here is a waste of time."
The next moment his fighting spirit returned to his position, Qingyang Huan stood up and looked at the illusory Shura Sect shadow in front of him.
He thought to himself, he had wasted so much thought and just hid an illusory Shura Sect shadow among the demons and ghosts.
What happened behind this?
I'm afraid it's not simple.
"Um" At this moment, he was startled, feeling the vibration of the void deep in the ghostly place.
He grabbed the turtle and disappeared into the darkness.
The fight between the third senior brother and the human-demon emperor attracted too many people's attention.
As he left, the illusory Shura Sect turned into a wisp of smoke and gradually dissipated in the heaven and earth.
On the southern edge of the ghosts and ghosts, in a trench deep in the ocean, Qing Yanghuan led Gui Buxian to open the door to hell's reincarnation.
"Three judges, the Wheel-turning King is here."
Facing the three judges who came up to him, Qingyang Huan spoke out.
At this moment, the three judges seemed to be waiting for his arrival.
"The Chakravartin King has been waiting for you for a long time."
After the Tongue Judge finished speaking, he led Qingyang Huan toward the wheel-turning hall in the depths of the first level of hell.
At this moment, even though Qingyang Huan was only in the state of a fighting spirit, his expression kept rippling, and he was frightened. .
Yes, I was frightened by the shocking secret that Gui Buxian said.
Otherwise, he would not come to hell to look for the Wheel-turning King.
The Son of Heaven, the Wheel-turning King of the Ten Palaces of Yama, if placed in the Middle Ages, even if his status was not that of the Human Emperor, he would still be no less generous.
And the most important thing is that the Wheel King is waiting for him.
He walked into the Wheel-turning Hall, a dark and vast hall.
There was a copper lamp in the center of the hall.
A flame about an inch in size danced in the lamp, illuminating the void with a radius of two feet.
The Wheel-turning King was dressed in black robes.
Sitting next to a downlight, everything outside the surrounding lights is dark, as black as ink and as thick as mercury.
"Junior has seen Chakravartin King."
"Here you go, sit down."
The flames dancing in the copper lamp were not bright, so that the face of Wheel-turning King was still hazy, and his words fell towards the other figures beside Qingyang Huan.
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"Brother Cui."
At this moment, the tongue-pulling judge shook his head and pointed to the sky, which was the seventeen levels of hell above.
Qingyang Huan looked at the figure next to him in surprise.
He did not expect that the figure next to him had such an identity.
Judge Cui, his status in the reincarnation of hell is second only to the Ten Palaces of Yama, just like the relationship between the Human Emperor and the Imperial Master.
"It's a little later than I expected."
Watching the tongue-pulling judge leave, the Wheel King's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan had already sat down close to the light.
He realized that if he was not enveloped by the light, his fighting soul was in danger of being swallowed.
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation originated from Jialuo, but it's true."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged, raised his upper body upright and stared at the Wheel King as he spoke word by word.
Yes, this is the shocking secret that Gui Buxian said.
"yes."
The hazy expression of the Chakravartin King became a little ferocious in the dim light, and his expression kept changing.
Regret, anger, unwillingness, and cruelty all seemed to come together at this moment. call At this moment, even though Qingyang Huan had already felt certain in his heart, his fighting spirit could not help but tremble.
In the Middle Ages of Humanity, the human race repaired the sky, established the Great Underworld, divided the heaven and earth into yin and yang, and carried out six reincarnations.
The ten palaces of Yama were responsible for the reincarnation of dead souls.
This was a legend passed down by human warriors from generation to generation, and was engraved in the hearts of human blood descendants with pride.
Even to this day, countless descendants of the human race pass on word of mouth that it was the human race that angered Tianwei, and the outer continent attacked, breaking the heyday of the human race.
The human race originated from ancient times.
It does not worship heaven and earth, and does not respect gods and demons.
It relies on itself and feeds on the blood fed by hundreds of tribes to stand between heaven and earth.
This is the undefeated blood of the human race.
Even though there was a catastrophe from the sky in the middle ages, the human race was still not defeated.
It has been passed down for three generations.
"Nana" After a long silence, Qingyang Huan spoke up.
"The human race has established the Six Paths, controls reincarnation, and touches the power of heaven.
It is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster.
It is a wedding dress for others in vain."
As if he knew what Qingyang Huan wanted to say, the Wheel-Winning King spoke up.
"Gaara Tribe" The Chakravartin King, shrouded in black robes, had a flash of pain in his eyes.
"It is in vain that our human race claims to have created an era, but we did not expect that it would follow the path of foreign races." how is this possible Even at this moment, Qingyang Huan was a little unbelievable when he heard what the King of Wheels said.
After knowing that the human race destroyed hundreds of tribes in ancient times, and even the mastermind behind the control of the hundreds of tribes was destroyed, where did the Jia Luo tribe come from?
Now, how can we plot against the human race?
"What would happen if a group of people predicted the future?
What if a world was split into several pieces from the beginning, and they were not related to each other, and each of them reproduced different civilizations.
What would happen if they predicted the future?
In the future, at the moment when civilization is destroyed, what will happen if we break the long river of time and space and send fire to the future?"
"This is impossible" Qingyang Huan looked stunned.
Even the Human Emperor could not control time and space.
The Holy Ming could live as long as heaven and earth, but it would be difficult for him to touch this taboo.
"Yeah, that's impossible."
There was a hint of sadness in the Wheel King's voice, and his voice was a little ethereal.
"Back then, the human race swept across the world, and successive generations of human emperors continued to explore endless time and space, trying to find the end of this world.
But do you know that after an entire era, hundreds of generations of human emperors have not reached the end of the world.
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