Countless magma broke through the transparent wall and spilled into the abyss, like a heavenly river of flames falling from the sky.Even if the River Styx burned and the earth shook today, there were still many people in the underworld who noticed this spectacular and beautiful scene, but no one could see the red carp breaking through the river of fire and escaping into the night.The underworld is dim, the night is blurry, but there are flames everywhere, and the fire carp at that moment is like a wave in the river Styx, imperceptible.Bai Zhenren stood on top of the fire carp's head, his hands behind his back, looking at the black cliffs in the lower reaches of the River Styx, and raised his eyebrows slightly.In that cliff there were countless soldiers of the underworld who had been poisoned by the green smoke, and on that high platform there was a tree without color, and there was a Buddha quietly watching the rushing Styx.The fire carp felt the breath coming from the big Buddha, and said in horror: "Who is that?"
”Bai Zhenren said: "Cao Yuan." ”More than a hundred years ago, when Huo Yan was taken in Tong Yan, he had talked to him about the situation in the cultivation world of the current world, and when he knew this name, he was shocked and said, "Why did he come down too?"
Is the real person here to kill him?
”Bai Zhenren said: "Even if he fought two battles in a row today, it would not be so easy to kill him.What's more, he has done so much credit to the human race, why did he kill him?
”Huo Carp thought to himself, no matter how high your realm is, how dare you be so arrogant and speak like this in front of that Buddha......
Lying on its belly, it suddenly felt the breath emanating from Bai Zhenren's body, and thought about the immortal urn again, and once again gave birth to a deep chill, and subconsciously pursed its lips, not daring to say a word more.Among the black cliffs countless miles downstream of the River Styx, Cao Yuan looked at the corpses on both sides of the River Styx, sighed, and the iron knife was suddenly covered with a shallow layer of frost.He suddenly sensed something, turned his head to look at the distant night sky, and saw the river of fire falling from the sky, and also saw the spark that was gradually falling silent.The sea water falling in the sky of the underworld has become less and less, thinking that the giant has changed the heaven and earth channel changed by the Taiping Zhenren again, and the gust of wind has gradually subsided, thinking that it should be the handiwork of Bu Qiuxiao, seeing that the crisis of the destruction of the world has been lifted, why did it suddenly change again, what is that distant Mars?
He turned to look at the colorless tree on the high platform, and wanted to make a final negotiation with the Underworld, but found that there was no more Underworld under the tree.………… The River Styx meanders endlessly, flowing slowly through the black earth, with the occasional wind howling and sparks splashing away the stones and ash from the water.These look somewhat similar to the magma river at the bottom of the Valley of Souls, but they are actually two completely different things.The fire carp swam in the river with some uneasiness, feeling the looming pulling power and the smell of soul fire hidden in the river, until it was confirmed that it could not hurt itself, and gradually calmed down.This is an extremely desolate place in the underworld, because the Styx River passes through several soul fire caves here, and there are no towns or tribes on the bank, and there is not even a trace of the life of the people of the underworld.The Styx River came out of the Soul Fire Cave, and on the white rocky beach opposite was a very fat man, who looked like a mountain of meat.Compared to the diminutive people of the underworld, the High Priest of the underworld really looked fat.The High Priest was the most powerful man in the Underworld, and after the death of the Emperor of the Underworld, he fought with the Underworld Master for more than a hundred years, and was finally defeated by the other party's men.From the most fundamental reason, it was because the Zhongzhou faction that supported him was suppressed by the Qingshan Sect, which supported the Underworld.The final battle of the underworld has ended at the same time as the destruction of the Taiping real people, who would have thought that the underworld master did not find him on the other side of the battlefield, but kneeling on this white rock beach waiting for the arrival of his master.Bai Zhenren asked expressionlessly, "Are you ready?"
”The high priest said, "All the formations have been mastered, and the green smoke can be used at any time. ”Bai Zhenren said: "Hades Master?
”The high priest said, "He is a disciple of Taiping Zhenren, and there is no reason not to help us." ”The fire carp finally vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, with a frightened and incredulous look in his eyes, and screamed: "How can this be!
”"The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life."
Bai Zhenren looked at the underworld illuminated by the river of fire, just like looking at his own world."
If you want the sea to become a mulberry field, why can't you die some people?"
………… The clouds melted in the golden light, and the figure vanished without a trace.In just an instant, there were many deep wrinkles on Tan Zhenren's broad forehead, as if he was many years old.He retracted the Ten Directions Town Demon Tower and spurted out a mouthful of blood.Everyone thought that Bai Zhenren was dead, that it was the price paid by Tan Zhenren, or that it was a mental trauma.Few people heard Jing Jiu's last words.Tan Zhenren heard it, glanced at him, didn't say anything, turned around and stepped into the void, and came to the cloud ship of the Zhongzhou faction.The cloud ship slowly started, leaving Tianguang Peak and heading north under the starry sky.Because of tonight's events, there will inevitably be great cracks within the Zhongzhou faction, and even fall into turmoil, but at least at this moment, when everyone thinks that Bai Zhenren is dead and talk about Zhenren is still alive, silence is the common choice of all Zhongzhou sect cultivators, and it is also the only choice.Looking at the several Zhongzhou sect cloud ships that were gradually turning into black dots under the starry sky, the hearts of the cultivators of the various sects gave birth to very complicated emotions.Jing Jiu said: "That's all for today. ”The rain had already stopped, and his words obviously did not mean to stay as a guest, and the cultivators of various sects came to Tianguang Peak one after another, saluted and left.The first to leave were the northern sects such as the Kunlun sect, followed by some small sects that were not very well-known, and then Guocheng Temple, Daze, Hanging Ling Sect, and Mirror Sect, which were friendly with Qingshan.Jing Yao wanted to stay, Jing Jiu waved his hand, and Lu Guogong saw that he was in a bad mood at this time, and hurriedly took the God Emperor on the way back to Chaoge City.Que Niang helped Zhao Layue to stand on the edge of the cliff, and did not leave with the mirror sect.A somewhat solemn voice came from the blue curtain sedan chair: "What the hell is going on?"
”Jing Jiu said, "I don't know. ”The blue curtain sedan chair floated up and went east with the starlight.Around Tianguang Peak, only the Qingshan disciples remained.Led by Guangyuan Zhenren, the elders and disciples of Jiufeng bowed down to Tianguang Peak and said in unison: "Meet the real person in charge." ”Jing Jiu said: "It's all scattered. ”This is what it means to ask everyone to return to their own peaks.Chi Yan stepped forward and said with some hesitation: "The head of the real person ......"
At this time, everyone remembered that Shangde Peak had been flattened by the white-bladed immortals, so where should the disciples of Shangde Feng go?
Countless lines of sight fell somewhere in the distance.There used to be a cold peak covered with snow all year round, but now all that remains is black ground.The starlight sprinkled on the peaks and sprinkled there, as if adding some color to the snow.Without the isolation of the Qingshan Great Array, the scene in front of him was so real, and it was so uncomfortable for the Qingshan disciples."
Why don't you let the fellow disciples of Shangde Feng go to the Sword Washing Pavilion to rest for the time being, and discuss it again tomorrow?"
Gu Qing propped up his seriously injured body, walked behind Jing Jiu and said."
Then let's do it first."
Jing Jiu threw the silver whip in his hand towards the Tianguang Peak.The silver whip landed between the peaks and turned back into the Washing Sword Creek.The stream was murmuring, and there was a faint crackling sound in the middle of it, like a whip on the body of something hard.Suddenly, Nan Wang's exclamation sounded from the top of Tianguang Peak: "What's wrong with you?"
”Everyone looked at her line of sight and couldn't help but be startled.A line of blood appeared on Jing Jiu's earlobe, as if it was about to break.That's where the crunch sound came from.A drop of blood slowly overflowed from that blood line, like the red tears that the beauty shed before leaving her parents.………… (I'm busy these days, so I'm trying to write every day.) ）()