Like all races in the world, the God Clan is also a huge ethnic group in the nature of a huge tribal alliance.
There are tribal groups like the Kuafu God Clan and the Five Elements God Clan, as well as forces like the Light Temple and the Dark Temple.
Although these forces all belong to the Shinto Heavenly Court, they also compete with each other.
After all, no one has done anything wrong.
This is a normal phenomenon.
Where there is power, there will be disputes.
This kind of strife and fighting between races is not just a patent of the human race.
The conflict between the Kuafu God Clan and the Guangming Lineage of the God Clan has been around for a long time.
Even after a long time, this dispute originating from the orthodoxy will still not be eradicated.
Instead, it will continue to be passed down, unless one of the two parties completely dies. .
Back then, the Kuafu God Clan lived in the west of the vast divine land.
Because they chased the God Sun to the eastern coast, the God Sun was almost captured by Kuafu.
The Guangming Protoss, who believed in light, naturally had no favorable impressions of the Kuafu Protoss who pursued the Sun.
This entanglement was inherited by both parties as they passed on.
In the past, when I asked whether there was peace between the Shentai and Xuankong Mountain, it was because the immortals and gods had not returned.
Now, time and space are in chaos, and each has a new master.
Naturally, each has its own plans.
Of course, Emperor Shenxiao also acted under orders.
After joining the True God Clan, he was a generation younger than the True God Clan.
He was hampered by many constraints and could only act according to orders.
In contrast, helping Xuankong Shan was something he had to do. , otherwise the new master will be unhappy.
"You're fine" Embedded in a strong silver light, the murderous intent in the Sun Giant Emperor's eyes almost turned into reality.
It shuttled through the void like a heavenly sword and landed on the Shenxiao Emperor.
Although Emperor Shenxiao looked as usual, he also understood that this time he was resented by the Master of Xuankong Mountain.
However, once you have done some things, you have to be willing to give up.
You offended Xuankong Mountain, but you also showed your face in front of the Guangming God Clan.
Just like this inspired ruins of the underworld, it caused turmoil in the world of Guixu, but it also made humans know where the ruins of the underworld were.
After a few breaths, the cold Qi of the Master of the Hanging Mountain gradually calmed down.
His eyes fell on the Huangquan Shenzhou.
In an instant, two eyes collided in the void.
Qingyang Huan squinted his eyes and could not see the slightest change in his expression.
However, the confrontation that took place in this short moment also made him understand that whether it was Emperor Shenxiao, the Lord of Xuankong Mountain, or the existence behind them , are at odds with each other.
"Palace Master, what should I do?"
Feeling the increasingly intense death energy in the deep pool-like portal, Fu Tianque's weathered face showed even more agitation.
The ruins of the underworld that the Futian clan has been searching for for generations are right in front of them.
Qingyang Huan looked around, and saw that the death energy rushing out from the ruins portal of the underworld had turned tens of thousands of miles into a dead area without the slightest trace of life.
Even the ten thousand paths were much dimmed in the death energy.
Obviously, under the erosion of the long years, this piece of fragment that collapsed from the Great Underworld has evolved into a world on its own, and even has its own rules of operation.
It's hard to say, but it was the world's deliberate decision to be banned by the Hanging Mountain Master.
Feeling the strong death aura, he felt a little embarrassed.
This kind of power would inevitably attract the attention of warriors from all directions, and it would be difficult to keep it secret. call Taking a deep breath, Qingyang Huan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and his eyes fell on the master of Hanging Mountain.
"Congratulations, Your Excellency, your dream has come true."
Although it was said to be congratulations, there was no congratulatory atmosphere at all.
Qingyang Huan was not used to this feeling of being led away.
However, the ruins of the Great Underworld attracted the attention of all parties.
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This was something that could not be concealed at all.
No matter what the process was, at least Xuankongshan's plan to bring him in was successful.
"It shouldn't be like this."
However, there was a hint of bitterness on the corner of the Hanging Mountain Master's mouth, as things were beyond his control.
If it were just the arrangement of the Kuafu God Clan, it would be fine.
However, the appearance of Shen Luoxiao made him feel that the Kuafu God Clan's plan to awaken the God Lord was going to have twists and turns.
After the words fell, the master of Hanging Mountain gestured towards Qingyang, and then his figure turned into a silver light and disappeared into nothingness.
Obviously, he did not want to interfere with the ruins of the underworld.
"Ah Huan, what does he mean?"
The behavior of the Master of Xuankong Mountain made people a little confused, but Qingyang Huan understood that he wanted to leave a way out and leave a glimmer of hope for meeting again in the future.
But next time, it won’t be so easy to leave.
In the distance, a sneer appeared on the corner of Shen Luoxiao's mouth, and a ray of divine light flashed away, disappearing into the dim realm of death.
"Without further ado, let's go."
Seeing the figure disappearing in the distance, Qingyang Huan waved his hand, and the Huangquan Shenzhou exploded with roar, knocked away the death energy in the sky, and headed towards the entrance to the underworld.
The strange phenomena that erupt from the ruins of the underworld are becoming more and more intense, and they will inevitably attract the attention of all parties.
I believe that many powerful people are interested in the ancient artifacts that the human race devoted all their efforts to build.
The Huangquan Shenzhou moved forward against the rushing death energy, and one hundred and eight huge ghost sails made a hunting sound.
However, as it moved forward, two figures fell from the Shenzhou and headed outside.
In the blink of an eye, they Disappeared in the strong death aura.
Rumble Huangquan Shenzhou suddenly crashed into the portal like a deep pool, and suddenly seemed to be trapped in a quagmire that had been settling for thousands of years.
The thick dead air was like silt, swallowing Huangquan Shenzhou, and it kept sinking downwards. not good At this moment, Qingyang Huan felt a sense of powerlessness.
"Ah Huan, hold on tight, Lord Turtle, something is going to eat me."
Gui Buxian yelled even more, and the sticky death air penetrated directly into his nostrils, and the icy coldness seemed to seal his blood and bones.
For a moment, it seemed as if thousands of ghosts appeared in front of his eyes, and countless phantoms passed by him.
However, this illusion disappeared in a flash, and an ancient burial ground appeared in front of Qingyang Huan.
"The Yellow Spring Shenzhou is missing."
Gui Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, looking in all directions, and found that they were stepping on a dry land.
The earth was cracked, and cold Yin Qi was constantly seeping out of the cracks.
In the distance, thick fog filled the air.
Even with Qingyang Huan's current level of martial arts, it felt like the fog was so thick that it blocked people's prying eyes. jingle bell
At this time, a clear sound came from the thick fog rolling in the distance.
A copper bell rang, and the sound was clear and sweet.
A solitary lantern flew over in the mist.
The copper lantern was one foot in size, like a small copper temple.
There were a string of copper bells hanging under the eaves of the four corners.
The jingling sound was caused by the impact of the bells.
A weak flame jumped in the copper lamp, and the illusory flame seemed to be extinguished with just a breath.
The copper lamp was held up high, but the person carrying the lamp could not be seen, and it just floated up and down from the thick fog.
Jingle bells jingle bells.
The crisp bells made Qingyang Huan feel that his inner world was trembling with it, and he had an urge to follow it.
Evocation lamp There is a way in the netherworld, call the soul to guide you According to legend, as long as the soul entering the underworld hears the sound of the copper bell, it will follow the soul-calling lantern and embark on the road to hell.
Buzz In an instant, Qingyang Huan felt that countless shadows seemed to appear in the rich Yin Qi, and then the thick fog spread to both sides like waves, and a ghost figure appeared from the thick fog.
The ghost figure was wearing a gray-white beast robe with several holes on it.
His feet were one foot above the ground and he was floating forward.
His eyes were as red as blood, with a blood-red flower floating in his pupils.
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Flower of the other shore Blood-red flowers bloomed, with thin petals bent, and solitary flower bones placed on thorny branches.
As if the ghost had not seen Qingyang Huan, it floated past him and followed the soul-calling lamp.
In this short moment, thousands of hazy ghosts appeared in the ghost mist rolling in front of him.
Men, women, old and young, crowded closely together, with their feet dangling off the ground, and the flower bones of the other shore flower shining in their eyes.
Every ghost seemed to have not seen Qingyang Huan, disappearing into the thick fog with the soul-calling lamp.
"Flowers of the other shore grow on both sides of the underworld, and there are marks of the flowers on the other side of the ghost's eyes.
Apparently they have already passed through the road to the underworld."
"According to rumors, after a living being falls into the underworld, he first goes through the judgment of the ten palaces of Yama and the punishment of the eighteen hells.
Those who start well and end well do not need to enter the eighteen hells.
They only need to step on the road of Huangquan, cross the Naihe Bridge, and look at the past in front of the Sansheng Stone.
In the past, after drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup, I entered the six paths of reincarnation."
Gui Buxian murmured to himself, suddenly jumping up.
"Ghost" Seeing the turtle that suddenly exploded, Qingyang Huan reluctantly took back his fingers that tapped his turtle shell.
This reaction is too big.
Damn, aren’t they everywhere?
"So this group of ghosts is heading to Naihe Bridge."
While deep in thought, Qingyang Huan followed the last ghost figure and walked towards the thick fog.
jingle bell The crisp sound of bells spread throughout the surrounding ghosts.
The thick fog seemed to have no end.
Among the ghosts moving forward, from time to time, ghosts melted into nothingness like rain and snow.
Da da da At this time, an old woman appeared in front of her.
She had combed silver hair and a kind face.
She was holding a dragon walking stick in her hand.
She was hunched over and walking against the ghost shadow with her little feet.
"Young man, are you here to see me?"
In an instant, Qingyang Huan felt a suffocating feeling.
He was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual world fighting for his soul, and he was almost scared out.
The old woman's eyes passed through the numerous ghosts and fell directly on him.
"Mother Meng, come and finish the soup.
You are too angry.
This will affect the balance of the six realms.
If you are really reincarnated, something big will happen."
Carrying a dragon cane, Po Meng appeared in front of Qingyang Huan, her kind face melted, and a large purple-gold bowl appeared in her hand.
The bowl was covered in gray, as if there were countless ghosts roaring. struggle.
"Here, drink it."
Po Meng held the big bowl and handed it to Qing Yanghuan, looking at him kindly. s I can only update once in the evening.
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