Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

Everyone rushed into the palace and was immediately startled.

The golden bricks outside the palace are colorful, but the inside is quaint and gloomy. The difference is huge, like a hunter who can camouflage himself.

Everyone stood at the door, looking back and forth across the palace.

The inside of the palace is very wide, and the most conspicuous are ten load-bearing columns with a height of 20 meters and the thickness of three people.

The column is reddish brown, as if it has been soaked in blood, engraved with the wind and frost of the years.

There are various ancient patterns carved on it, all of which are huge monsters and ghosts. The years have not washed away their hideousness. Each one is lifelike, as if it were alive, as if to break out of the pillar.

"These are Hundred Clan statues. Why are these statues staring at me?" A Jindan monk was inexplicably cold on his back and changed positions several times, but no matter where I looked at it, I felt that the sight of those Hundred Clan statues fell off. On his body.

"I have this feeling too." Old Ancestor Dongri said solemnly.

Everyone did the same, and their vigilance rose suddenly.

"These Hundred Clan statues, judging from their charm, are all extraordinary. Maybe this place was really the base camp of Hundred Clan back then."

The ancestor Dongri had a solemn expression and whispered, "We just waited at the door, and the yellow wind passed, we immediately left the palace. Here, I always feel that something is peeping in secret."

Hearing this, everyone tightened their backs and became vigilant. They opened their eyes and looked at the entire palace back and forth.

"What's the matter? Look, the statue on the far side...seems to have jumped out? It's gone?" A Jindan monk suddenly said, staring at the leftmost column.

When everyone heard the words and looked at it, their complexions changed drastically, and they found that the Hundred Clan carved on the load-bearing pillar had "shed" and disappeared.

"Why is the statue missing? Where did it go?"

"I didn't check how many statues were there just now. Are you sure there are statues on them just now?"

"I'm sure there is, but it's gone now." The man was surprised.

"Could it... it was originally the shape of the groove? Did you look at it before?" Everyone hesitated, and they didn't even believe what they said.

"No, I'm really sure there is!" the man affirmed.

"Don't be suspicious, when the yellow wind passes, we will go out." The ancestor Dongri said solemnly.

Time slowly passed, and the yellow wind blew for half an hour.

"Let's go." Just when everyone turned around and took two steps, a yin wind suddenly blew behind them. This yin wind is very unusual, because everyone is a master, and they feel that their backs are cold.

"Why is the wind blowing?" In curiosity, everyone looked back and found a low whining sound from the depths of the palace, bursts of gloomy breath wafting from it, and the dust on the ground was dancing with the wind like people, seemingly Ghostly.

"It's weird, let's get out of here." The ancestor Dongri noticed something was wrong, and everyone felt weird, but when they turned their heads, everyone staggered back.

When a five-meter-tall Hundred Clan stood at the door and blocked the way of everyone, its eyes were extremely cold and did not contain a trace of warmth.

"Statue, it's the Hundred Clan statue that fell off." The man before shouted.

"The first has horns, the back has four wings, and one leg is stabbed. It... it's the Hundred Clan that fell out of the stone trough!" Everyone looked at the stone pillars, and then at the monster at the door, constantly comparing each other. , I was surprised to find that its figure could be perfectly embedded in the stone trough.

The statue was alive, and still grinning gloomily. Such evil things made everyone's scalp numb.

"Quickly, get out."

The golden halberd in the hands of the ancestors of the east sun was invincible, slashing past with a force of destruction, breaking through the dimness, and directly slashing on the hundred people.

Yang Buyi and the others also all shot one after another, each with a strong blow, various techniques bloomed brilliance, and they smashed the statue of the Hundred Clan.

Suddenly, the brilliance was overflowing, and the statues of the Hundreds were enveloped in light and rain.

When the energy ripples dissipated, the crowd found that the famous statue of the Hundred Clan was completely fine, and it grinned as if it was taunting.

Then he poked out one hand, silent, simple and unpretentious, like the sickle of the **** of death, with extraordinary terror, tearing the sky and directly blasting on everyone.

boom!

puff!

The dull crashing sound and the miserable vomiting blood all announced everything. Everyone was defeated. The defeat was terrible, and there was no power to fight back.

"It has the power to surpass the **** of transformation, fast retreat." The face of the humanoid evil spirit changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted.

Yang Buyi and the others turned pale when they heard the words, and fled to the rear without saying a word.

"It's here." The Hundred Clan stone sculptures stepped forward slowly, and the face of the stone sculpture showed anthropomorphic jokes, as if toying with everyone.

"It's forcing us, it wants to drive us closer to the depths of the hall." The humanoid Shaling's face was ugly, and he saw its intention.

"Go." The ancestor Dongri turned his head, waved his big hand, and led everyone into the hall. Instead of dying outside, it was better to find a ray of life inside.

The deeper it went, the colder it became, as biting as an ice cellar, and at the same time it became darker, as if it had broken into the huge mouth of a beast, extremely horrible.

"I don't know if it's chasing it?" everyone was anxious.

"I don't know, it's better to be careful." Old Ancestor Dongri said solemnly.

At the next moment, the ancestor Dongri suddenly felt a great crisis, a cold breath silently touched his throat, and a sudden burst of scorching heat flowed down his neck.

The ancestor of Dongri was shocked, covering his bleeding throat and backing quickly.

Everyone noticed his abnormality and turned their heads to look around, but saw that the stone sculpture had appeared in the place where Dongri ancestor stood before, and the stone knife in his hand was still dripping blood.

"It's coming, let's rewind."

Everyone was shocked, even the ancestor Dongri was injured silently, so they were even more dangerous. At this time, no matter what was in the depths of the hall, they buried their heads and rushed inside.

I don't know how long it has passed. Everyone keeps going deep, and the chasing stone sculptures appear from time to time. Everyone dare not stop.

Gradually, the environment in front of everyone changed drastically, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers came to the face, a small bridge with flowing water, aura, and a fairyland full of strange flowers and grasses appeared in front of everyone.

Before that, everyone was still experiencing death and darkness, and in a blink of an eye they ushered in light and vitality, and everyone was surprised.

In this gloomy palace, there is such a fairyland with little rays of sunshine, which makes people feel incredible, just like a dream.

"How can there be a pure land here?" Everyone was amazed, and the vigilance in their hearts became stronger.

"This place is full of powerful vitality!"

The humanoid evil spirit laughed, and the little energy around him kept drifting towards him, and his evil spirit body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The evil spirit surged, and he slowly changed. In a blink of an eye, flesh and blood regenerated, muscles full, and a middle-aged, very majestic middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.

How can I see the skinny decadence before? The smiling face is full and full, and he is completely middle-aged in spirit.

"Senior, are you born again?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"Yes, I am reborn from flesh and blood, and here is full of powerful vitality. Not only does it eliminate the principles of death in my evil body, but it also helps me regenerate from flesh and blood, haha." The humanoid evil spirit laughed.

"My injury is healed too!" The ancestor Dongri touched his throat in surprise.

"What place is this, death is full of life, incredible!"

"Look, there is blood glowing inside!"

"Blood glow?" Everyone cast their gazes forward, passing through a fairyland, and saw the looming blood glow behind.

"Why is there a flash of blood in it? Will there be a big murder?"

"Oops, the hundred statues are catching up again!"

"There is no way to escape here, only to go inside." Everyone had no choice but to run to the depths where blood was flashing.

As soon as they entered, everyone saw countless broken soldiers, and the blood stains on them showed the fierceness of the war.

But the strange thing is that there is no corpse, not even a single bone.

Everyone was extremely vigilant, scanned around, and was shocked to find that there was a bone table in the middle of the hall, and that blood glow appeared from the top of the bone table.

"All the bones are gone, are they all built into this bone table?" The ancestor Dongri's pupils shrank, and he felt a strong pressure from the bone table, "These... .. The bones are extremely powerful in front of them?"

"Look, there is something on the bone table."

A Jindan monk shouted.

Everyone moved and slowly came to the bone table, and found that there was a piece of human skin on it, with **** handwriting on it, and it was written "Judgment Prophecy".

"This time forty-nine of your party come in, and all of you are going to die!"

"Dead?" Everyone looked at each other, their expressions tight.

Mysterious prophecy, death sentenced.

Everyone felt a great evil.

The humanoid evil spirit is the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul. At this time, he is ready to destroy the human skin prophecy.

With the strongest blow, the mysterious secret turned into a heavenly sword and slashed on the human skin.

Hum!

The mysterious rules rushed from the human skin, actually blocking his Heavenly Sword, all the power dissipated out of thin air, without causing any fluctuations.

"What?" The evil spirit of the human form changed, and he didn't believe in evil, and cut three swords one after another.

The Knife of Profound Righteousness, without brilliant light, without great momentum, is the power of the great avenue.

At this time, the three swords slashed on the human skin, but were almost perfectly blocked by the mysterious roads intertwined on it, only a wave of waves was raised, like a wave of waves in the calm sea.

"This..." Three swords went down, and there was a strong anxiety in the humanoid evil spirit.

"You are finally here, but let me wait for a long time." An inexplicable voice suddenly rose, and the indifferent tone was like a sledgehammer hitting his heart. Everyone could not bear this near-death-like pressure, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding, and back again and again. .

Even the humanoid evil spirits and the ancestors of Dongri couldn't withstand this powerful oppression, their complexion was as pale as snow, and they wanted to hold on hard, but didn't want to hold on to the internal injury. A mouthful of blood was ejected directly, and the breath suddenly languished.

Everyone was shocked, and only one voice had already caused everyone to be seriously injured. How powerful is the owner of the voice?

"Ah!" The next moment, everyone screamed, and an invisible big hand pinched everyone's necks and lifted everyone up.

The space fluctuates, and the owner of the big hand emerges.

He is an old man, wearing a gray robe, but his appearance is no different from a human being, but his skin is grayish brown, and his whole body exudes a cold and evil atmosphere.

His appearance made the time and space around him continue to annihilate, becoming extremely powerful.

The statue of the Hundred Clan outside did not know when it had already arrived in the temple.

The gray-robed man pinched everyone's necks, a pair of gray eyes looked at everyone faintly, and smiled lightly: "What kind of death do you forty-nine want?"

"Fuck...account...let go...keep me away!"

A Jindan monk had difficulty breathing, struggling to curse, and the breath of his big hand made him desperate. Only cursing can make him feel courageous.

"It's too long, it's too long. In the endless years, you are the first person to dare to scold me. It's funny." The gray-robed man smiled faintly, and his expression did not show sorrow or joy.

"Forty-nine people, after all, I won, so I will give you the first death. This is your supreme glory!"

"King Yin, have your eyes become awkward after millions of years?" Just when the gray-robed man was about to squeeze the golden core monk to death, a whisper suddenly sounded, as if from Tianyu .

Everyone glanced back and forth, and suddenly found that there was an old man in a black robe in front of them. They didn't know when they got rid of the yin king's capture, and at this moment, they stood peacefully behind the black robe.

"This figure is a bit familiar, you...are you old Xu Liyang?" Everyone recognized this figure and tentatively trembled and shouted.

"Sect Master, you are not dead!" Seeing this figure from the back, the humanoid evil spirit suddenly trembled, and his lips were trembling.

The black-robed man turned around, revealing his appearance, who was Xu Liyang, the Sect Master of Yongquan Immortal Sect, whom everyone had seen before.

He looked at the humanoid evil spirit at the moment with a complicated expression: "You...I don't know whether to call you Xiaoyu or Xiaoyi!"

"Sect Master, I have a part of their memories, you call me Yu Yi." The humanoid Sha Ling said excitedly.

"Okay!" Xu Liyang smiled and nodded, then his gaze swept across Yang Buyi and the others, an extremely rare accident flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at the gray-robed man.

"King Yang, what do you mean by what you said before?" A strange color flashed across the gray-robed man's eyes.

"What do you mean? King Yin, you have fought with me for millions of years. Are you stupid? There are obviously fifty people standing behind me. Why do you say there are only forty-nine? Your death sentence is wrong, after all I won, and it seems that my human race will be on the side of victory after all." Xu Liyang looked very good, with a smile on his face.

"It's obviously forty-nine...huh? How could there be fifty people? How could it be possible? I won't be wrong, how could there be one more person?" The gray-robed man looked at Yang Buyi and the others, suddenly. Startled, then he showed a neurotic crazy look, and his body trembled slightly, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

"Hahahaha, you believe so much in the result of your calculations, you actually believe that there are forty-nine people, maybe it is not your calculation wrong, but my human luck is immortal!" Xu Liyang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Who is the extra person? Who is it that jumped out of fate?" The gray-robed man's eyes were gloomy, and he scanned Yang Buyi and others, his expression became extremely cold, revealing an extremely unbelievable appearance.

"Yin King, you lost!" Xu Dyeyang suddenly shouted sharply.

The gray-robed man’s face was ugly for a while, his expression distorted, he suddenly laughed abnormally, and shouted: "Hahahaha, no matter who these fifty ants jumped out of fate, but since they came here, they will die. The result is still the same, death!"

The gray-robed man was full of murderous aura, and his tone was cold to the extreme. He was about to kill everyone before he raised his hand, but was stopped by Xu Jieyang.

"Slow! We have been enemies for so long, can you give me a face today and let me say a few words to them?" Xu Liyang looked at the gray-robed man and said calmly.

The gray-robed man's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Children, I have fought with the Yin King for thousands of years, and I have actually been dead long ago. What you see now is actually the phantom manifested by our Taoism."

"When the Perineum King will use his last bit of strength to make a shot, I will fight to the death. Both will die out. Now I have a few words to say to you."

Xu Liyang smiled slightly, "This is the dead place, in fact, it is the inner world evolved from the Yin King Dantian."

"The King of Yin cultivates the way of death, so here is like hell."

"What I cultivate is the Tao of Life, and the Tao of Life is pervasive, so only part of the evil spirits in it will have spiritual wisdom, and part of the bones will be resurrected."

"When the King of Perineum takes action, you will all die under the rule of death. But there is also the possibility of resurrection, because this world also has my rule of life."

"Death and life are intertwined. You may be resurrected in the form of evil spirits, you may be resurrected in the form of skeletons, or you may never be resurrected. It all depends on your good fortune."

Xu Liyang sighed lightly.

"I just resurrected in the way of evil spirits, but I am going to die again?" Yuyi's expression was bitter.

"Death?" Everyone was shocked when they heard the words. Even if they heard that there was a chance for resurrection, their expressions were extremely solemn and ugly. Even the senior Xu Jieyang said that the chance was extremely slim, so should it be so slim?

"Children, believe in yourself and firm your conviction, I hope you can all be born again!" Xu Liyang said slowly.

"I knew I shouldn't have coveted the soldiers to break in." Someone looked sad and deeply regretted.

"This is the fate!" Xu Liyang shook his head.

"Damn the Hundred Clan!" The ancestor Dongri had an ugly face, cursed, and suddenly asked, "By the way, the Hundred Clan, why would the Hundred Clan go to war with our human race?"

"Why would the Hundred Clan go to war with our Human Clan?" Xu Liyang sneered when he heard this, "because they were afraid."

"Nonsense!" Yin Wang shouted coldly.

Xu Jieyang glanced at him and continued with a smile: "Hundred races have the advantage of a hundred races. They have a long life, hundreds of thousands or even millions of times longer than the human race, just like the life span of a tree and the life span of an ordinary mortal. Difference."

"But the Hundred Clan also has the disadvantages of the Hundred Clan. Their cultivation speed is extremely slow, and almost all their cultivation bases are accumulated over time. It is difficult to emerge a king-level master."

"Although our human race does not have an advantage in lifespan, our cultivation speed is extremely fast, and those with outstanding talents can reach the king level in almost tens of thousands of years."

"Under such circumstances, a kind of delusional persecution has developed within the Hundred Clan, thinking that the Human Clan is too threatening, and if it is strong, it will enslave them."

"Hundreds of races are scared, so they unite against our human race, wanting to make it difficult for us to be a king-level master."

"The hatred between the Hundred Races and the Human Race has been around for a long time, and they have been in a stalemate for countless epochs. Because of their large number, the Hundred Races still have a certain advantage."

"Just tens of millions of years ago, the Hundred Clan started a great purge of our human race, and both sides suffered damage."

Xu Liyang said slowly.

"Huh! Your human kings are crushed and beaten by our hundred kings, and there will only be more fallen kings than ours. One day, we will exhaust all of your human kings." Yin King sneered ~www.novelmt .com~Who can tell the future? "Xu Liyang shook his head and smiled, "Well, we have fought for millions of years, and there should be a result. After so many years, no helper has come to you. Obviously, the king of your 100 races is not having a good time!" "

Hearing this, the king of Yin frowned quietly, and immediately said with a sneer: "If I fall, the ancestors still have a chance to bring me back to life, but you!"

"You said it yourself, it's just a chance!" Xu Liyang smiled and looked at Yang Buyi and the others, "Well me! Maybe we can still count on our Human Race's upcoming King of Life!"

"The King of Life? Everyone has to die!" The Yin King's face was distorted, and he pointed out, "Death!"

A gray light of death spread.

Xu Liyang also pointed out, a green light rushed out.

The two extreme Dao forces collided and everything returned to the ruins!

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