In fact, although he can control the Samsara Sect now, he has not really studied the origin of the Samsara Sect, and many things have been covered up over the years.
He had only lived a long time, and the dust that fell on the door of reincarnation was bigger than that of his ancestors.
This can't all be blamed on him.
He really doesn't dare to show such a treasure to others.
If he takes it out to ask others for advice, that's not being eager to learn, that's seeking death.
I don’t know how many old guys want to take it away, and the seniors in the sect are not here.
Occasionally, if you encounter one, you will either get your butt kicked or get beaten.
Who can you ask?
Can't blame me.
Reciting these words silently in his heart, Qingyang Huan felt at ease and summoned the gate of human reincarnation.
I don’t know if it’s due to the fate of human beings.
At this moment, the aura emanating from the Samsara Gate is becoming more and more vast and ancient.
In a daze, Qingyang Huan feels like he is being baptized by the aura of time.
In the blink of an eye, this desolate aura swept through every bone and blood in his body, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in a kind of warm sun.
Buzz Finally, in the sky above Guixu World, purple energy surged, the Tianhe River burst its banks, and the torrent of water surged to the pouring mouth, pouring down thousands of miles.
At this moment, the purple energy of luck falling from Qingyang Huan's head was in this state.
The purple energy of luck found a place to pour out, and the real dragon of luck couldn't help but let out a dragon roar, which sounded very sour.
The rolling purple air of luck turned into a huge purple air vortex above Qingyang Huan's head, like a small star, spinning and intertwining, and the purple air currents circled like big dragons, and finally disappeared into the black hole in the center of the vortex.
In the center of the black hole is an ancient copper door covered with cracks.
Suddenly, a sound like drinking water came out, which at first sounded creepy.
The Samsara Gate has been hungry for too long, swallowing up the purple glow.
Qingyang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Samsara Gate.
The fine cracks were twisting and turning, and they were so dense that he couldn't count them.
In comparison, the human world is still not the most dilapidated.
Although it is full of big cracks, all its parts are still intact since childhood.
When the Great Underworld collapsed, all six reincarnation gates were defeated or even broken.
It is difficult to imagine what kind of power could cause such destruction.
This is an ancient artifact.
According to legend, it was a being that was born at the beginning of the world.
Although it had no reputation before, it is still a treasure that was born innately.
It can be beaten like this.
Such a being, you still have to stay away.
Buzz The purple energy fell down, like a flood of water falling on the bluestone, splashing out little bits of purple light, and then turned into tiny purple light swimming dragons, sinking into the winding cracks, like dancing purple clouds.
Under Qing Yanghuan's gaze, the small lines on the edge of the Samsara Door began to heal.
Purple light seeped into these cracks, and wisps of black energy spread along the cracks, annihilating them into nothingness.
"It works."
Although only a small crack was repaired, as more and more purple energy descended, the cracks on the Samsara Door began to heal in large numbers.
The black air that also filled the air became more and more, converging into black mist.
As the mist rolled, it transformed into hazy shadows, with teeth and claws spread out, trying to pounce down and bite everything.
The Samsara Gate is extremely dilapidated, with so many cracks that you can't even count them.
It won't be possible to repair it overnight.
Most importantly, there are six reincarnation gates.
This is destined to be a long process.
Qing Yanghuan waved his hand to disperse the gathering black energy.
As early as when his spirit entered the realm of reincarnation, he had thought of repairing the reincarnation gate.
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It's a pity that my strength was not enough at the beginning.
When I reached the realm of kings, I couldn't find a way to repair it.
At present, luck is coming, and the luck of humanity is boundless and powerful.
It is the general trend of the entire human race.
With supreme mystery, it is not surprising that the ancient artifact of the Samsara Gate can be repaired.
With the advent of luck, the desolate atmosphere was increasingly released from the Samsara Gate, and illusory shadows suddenly appeared in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world.
Unfortunately, these shadows were too hazy, and for a while he couldn't identify what kind of existence they were.
A kind of vague will floated out, lingering outside the door of reincarnation.
These illusory shadows were not like the evil shadows that appeared in the black smoke before, giving him a natural feeling of closeness.
"The Gate of Reincarnation has a will" For a moment, Qingyang Huan was startled.
He thought of this possibility.
As an ancient artifact from the birth of heaven and earth, it is not a strange thing to give birth to spiritual wisdom.
Perhaps it was because of heavy damage at the end of the Middle Ages that spiritual wisdom fell into a deep sleep.
In the Middle Ages, the human race reached its peak, and naturally controlled many mysteries between heaven and earth.
Just like when the heaven and earth first opened, there were only three thousand avenues in the entire world.
With the development and reproduction of civilizations in several subsequent great eras, thousands of mysteries were completed. road.
In the Middle Ages, the development of the human race reached the cusp of development, and it was time to carry the destiny of heaven and earth.
Therefore, the Great Underworld was established to divide the world into yin and yang.
It's a pity that the long-cherished wish of the medieval ancestors has now become the only thing left with the dilapidated Samsara Gate. roar Suddenly, a roaring sound exploded in the spiritual world, like thunder exploding in the sky, and illusory figures appeared one after another, leaning on the sky and the earth, supporting the backbone of the world, and roaring unwillingly.
The ancient time and space opened up in his spiritual world, and Qingyang Huan was suddenly startled.
Suddenly, the shadows in the sky disappeared like bubbles, and all the clouds disappeared.
When he reacted and wanted to pursue the breath, he found that the purple air falling from the top of the sky had almost dispersed.
Through the large crack, he could see the sacred mountain towering into chaos hundreds of millions of miles away.
Outside the sacred mountain, dragons look like gods, overlooking the world in all directions.
Buzz A faint blue light flowed from the Samsara Gate of Humanity.
The entire bronze gate was covered with ancient runes, densely intertwined and connected, one layer covering the other.
The desolate atmosphere swept out and enveloped him.
At this moment, Qing Yanghuan felt like an arm commanding him and the Samsara Gate of Humanity, as if they were part of his body.
As he rubbed the bronze door of the human path, the blue light was scorching, not dazzling, and gave him a warm feeling in his palms.
The desolate atmosphere washed over the inner world over and over again.
Buzz The roar sounded like muffled thunder, attracting Qingyang Huan's attention, and then the Samsara Gate in his hand glowed with green light.
The closed bronze door opened, and suddenly the sky was filled with blue light, and magical flowers appeared.
Illusive fish swam around and spread out.
A green light road has been opened, facing the long river of destiny.
"This is" I saw the green light spread out and extended to the depths of the long river.
At the end of the green light road, an illusory figure loomed, rising and falling in the waves. destiny
For a moment, when he saw this illusory figure, Qing Yanghuan felt that an inexplicable string in his inner world was stirred.
The shadow is himself.
After a pause, he felt the warmth coming from the Samsara Gate.
He reacted from his sluggishness, stepped on the green light road under his feet, and headed towards the long river of destiny.
On the undulating long river, there was no longer the temptation of the illusory throne. he.
Crash.
The waves were beating, one after another, coming towards him from both sides.
The Samsara Gate was suspended above his head, casting a scorching green light, so that he could always see the undulating shadow in the waves.
Deep into the river of destiny, Qingyang Huan discovered that he had fallen into a vast ocean with waves in all directions.
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The dark water was rolling and undulating, but only the splashing waves were crystal clear.
In every piece of crystal, there was an illusory world.
Follow the path of your heart, causing ripples in your soul.
The river of destiny is vast and boundless, and all living things are born with destiny lines and merge into the broad river.
The reason why the priests of the heavens are so terrifying is because they can find the destiny line of a certain warrior from the long river.
Without destiny, this world would not exist.
If the fate of a king is cut off when he is young, then even if he has cultivated to the king's level, he will be nothing more than a loft in the sky, wandering in this earthly world for nothing, and eventually perish in the world, with no bones left, and the body will disappear
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