The First Cause of All Realms

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Like a thunderbolt on the ground.

The moment they touched those icy eyes, both Yin Long and Yin Lang felt a chill in their hearts, as if falling into a bottomless icehouse.

The anger and killing intent in his heart were instantly extinguished to the point that nothing remained.

. "Fairy..."

"With a plop, all four knees of the two smashed the floor, and endless terror emerged in their minds:

"Ten Capital Immortals!"

"In the winter of Qianyuan 3421, when the Fang family was in charge, there was a decree that 1,213 people should live over a hundred years and be physically strong.

A healthy old man with hearing and eyesight..."

"In Qianyuan 3432, the head of the Han family, Han Xi passed on a letter, asking for nine hundred and ninety-nine, twenty-eight girls with good looks,

None of them can leave the pavilion, none of them can break their bodies..."

…

"In Qianyuan 3439, that is, this year, the steward of Fang's family issued another order to give birth to 1,000 full-term boys born on cloudy days and moons..."

Slowly closing the file, Yang Jue paced slowly, as if talking to himself:

"Immortal dao fruit, although there are many killers, but it seems that I have never heard of such a cruel and cruel..."

His voice was neither high nor low, and seemed to be happy and angry, but the moment Yin Lang and his son heard it, they seemed to smell an extremely strong smell of blood.

In a trance, as if falling into a Shura field where flesh and blood are slaughtered, a terrifying scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood rushes forward!

"ah!"

Yin Long was terrified, and on the other side, Yin Lang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and recognized Yang Ju:

"Yu, please spare my life, the untouchables have no intention of being an enemy of you, never..."

Click!

The screams stopped abruptly, and the soles of the shoes stained red by the stench of blood also stained Yin Long's head and face.

"father!"

Yin Long was terrified, he threw himself on the corpse with a sunken chest, and his great indignation seemed to overwhelm his fear:

"My surname is Yu, my father and son have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you want to do this cruelly!..."

"No Enmity, No Enmity"

Yang Jue nodded, kicked up and down, and stepped on Yin Long, who was about to urge the magical weapon, and stepped on his feet. The latter screamed, his chest collapsed, and his breath and internal organs were squeezed out:

"Good one, no grievances, no enmity!"

"you!"

Yin Long opened his mouth with difficulty, and looked at the blood-stained dossier in front of him, then he seemed to wake up, resentful, unwilling, and extremely surprised:

"You killed us, actually, just, just for these?"

puff!

There was no response, Yin Long spat out blood, and he was exhausted.

Immediately, the two terrified and desperate souls were also absorbed by the Zijin Gourd amidst the wailing sound.

"Those who don't enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Map are all ants... Is this the original meaning of this sentence?"

Looking at the dossier soaked in blood, Yang Yu-feeling dull for a while, he didn't even bother to interrogate, and directly shattered the souls of the father and son.

Swish!

He casually lifted off the big red cloth that was spread in the study, and Yang Jue's eyes suddenly froze.

Under the red cloth is an altar that looks like flesh and blood.

This is clearly an extremely evil product, but at this moment, there is a pure and restrained sense of holiness instead.

But what made Yang Jue frowned was the large characters under the altar.

That is not the text of the Longquan world, nor is it the Taoist text.

But the text of his previous life!

"False bald donkeys, stupid old bastards, disgusting beasts, crazy devil cubs... and,

Disgusting world! "

"Yang Ni!

Yang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his heart, an unstoppable emergence emerged, the inner demon that was born in the house and was transformed by the mantra.

That extremely cold, lawless self...

"He has already been to this world?"

Yang Yu was a little taken aback.

The Dao is not born, the way of heaven is chaotic, and the years of the world are in chaos. This is the information he got from Jiang Xiazi, or Wanfa Tower.

But he really didn't expect that Yang Ni actually came to Longquan Realm...

Moreover, this altar...

"Blood Prison Ming Hedao? According to legend, the great demon who once caused cholera in the world ten thousand years ago and was finally suppressed by Emperor Longquan?"

Yang Yu was startled in his heart.

Even if the time and space are chaotic, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Or is it the 'Yuantu' who gave birth to spiritual wisdom and led him away?

this…

"Master, Master!"

The exclamation from outside interrupted Yang Jue's thinking, he frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, and the two rays of light disappeared.

into the bodies of Yin Lang and his son.

There were only two sounds of "Ka Hong Hong", and the two people who had lost their breath stood up again.

With enough spiritual nourishment, the power of the Suppressing Evil Seal is stronger than that of the mountain and sea realm.

However, Daoren Lu occupies 90% of the Suppressing Evil Seal, and at this moment, he can only try his best to control it, only ordinary living dead who practice.

"go."

With a thought, the two living dead had already wiped off the blood on their bodies and walked out of the study.

And Yang Ju, after stopping for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold down the **** altar.

This altar is food.

hum!

In the cauldron of gluttony that touched the altar of that side, **** hydrogen rose up, turning into a faint **** altar.

[Blood Hell Altar]

[Level: Ten Capitals (Part 1)

[quality: extreme]

[Comment: The altar made of pure flesh and blood mixed with pure gold has the ability to communicate with each other... Suspected, someone

leave words in]

[Available by refining: none]

[May be obtained by refining: none]

[Note: The person who left this ingredient seems to have left nothing...]

[Is it refining? ]

[The Cauldron of Gluttony has sufficient energy storage]

"It really is him!

Kuixing, who was dressed in red, opened his eyes, Yang Jue stood up from his heart, and he stretched out his hand to hold the blood-colored altar.

If, before this, he still had some doubts, but now he is extremely sure, this must be Yang Ni's legacy.

He is the only one who will leave behind such ingredients.

"Yang Ni!"

Yang Jue changed his mind, he had already peeped into the Bajiu Xuangong mirror, in the mirror, he also opened his eyes, and slowly raised his left hand.

Surrounded by a gloomy light, the word 'one', which seems extremely complicated and yet extremely simple, slowly emerged.

hum!

The mantra 'One, the moment the word appeared, a blood mist suddenly rose above the mirror surface, and there seemed to be a sea of ​​blood in it.

In a trance, it seems that a blood lotus can be seen floating in it, and on the blood lotus, there seems to be a Taoist in a red blood suit sitting with a sword in his arms.

Click!

But in just an instant, the scene on the mirror has disappeared.

"Where is he?"

Yang Yu frowned.

He doesn't know what time and space Yang Ni is in, what year and month, but it seems that an extremely long time has passed...

But it seems that the two have only been separated for twenty or thirty years, right?

Really, one day in the mountains and seas, one year in other worlds?

I'm afraid it won't stop...

All thoughts are flying, lacking the necessary anchor point, Yang Jue can't calculate Yang Ni's state for a while, but it seems to have been recognized by Yuantu?

Or Yuantu, seizing Yang Ni?

"call!"

After a long time, Yang Jue pressed his thoughts and chose to refine the ingredients.

"Refining!

hum!

The viscous blood light turned into mist and rushed towards his face, Yang Jue frowned slightly, he did not choose to refine it himself, but concentrated on feeling

Know.

hum~

It seems like a moment, and it seems like a long time.

The turbulent blood mist calmed down, revealing a terrifying Shura field like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It seems that the mountains can be submerged, and the seas are dyed red. In the sea of ​​corpses and blood, Yang Ni stands with his sword.

Under his feet, there are countless corpses, and behind him, there is a huge landscape built of thousands of heads. On his blood robe,

There seemed to be countless faces emerging one after another, and there were countless piercing and vicious screams.

"Big devil! You killed my whole family and me, you deserve to die, you deserve to die..."

"Blood fiend, blood fiend! I am the elder of Lianfa Temple, you dare to kill me?!"

"You have offended the heavens, the emperor will kill you!"

"Emperor, come down, suppress and kill this demon!

…

"You **** are so noisy!"

In the sea of ​​blood, Yang Ni snapped his fingers.

Endless blood shadows could be seen squeezing out from the blood robe, swallowing the mountain of blood and sea of ​​corpses extending thousands of miles from the tomb into his stomach with an extremely terrifying gesture.

The sky is filled with blood.

"Blood **** son kills, there is no beauty. After so many years, my favorite is still beheading with a sword..."

Under the gloomy and terrifying sky, Yang Ni walked slowly, he seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be sure that these words would be seen by someone:

"This time, I originally wanted to be a good person. Unfortunately, it was too difficult! Now I can't imagine why I used to be so tolerant..."

"No, it's you trash, why are you so tolerant!"

Click!

Like **** thunder piercing the sky.

Yang Ni's blood-stained palm lifted his temples and hair~www.novelmt.com~ He raised his head, as if he had crossed the boundless void, and saw something:

"You will see this scene, after all, the Cauldron of Gluttony chose you! Although, I don't understand why it would choose a waste like you, but it doesn't matter...

I will leave it in all the cities in the world. Look for it, look for it, maybe, I will leave some very important things..."

Yang Yu watched with cold eyes.

"For example, the map of the true form of the magic weapon, for example, the map of the true shape of the exercises, for example, the map of the rank, and then compare..."

In the blood mist, under the crimson sky, Yang Ni climbed up step by step, and finally, he stepped on the nine-hundred-foot-tall

over the landscape.

"Who, 'Kill me,'!"

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So far in the picture, under Yang Ju's extreme concentration, he could only faintly hear a burst of chanting sounds that seemed to exist and seemed to exist, such as Taoism, and Buddhist scriptures...

And, that faint, derisive sigh:

"You don't have much time! Come on, I don't want to crush you like a bug,

That would make me feel that I used to be a waste! "

…

"Yang Ni..."

Yang Jue was neither sad nor happy, he quietly listened to Yang Ni's murmur, and finally, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a wisp of blood.

hum!

In the next instant, the Eighty-Nine Profound Art Mirror was once again filled with blood, all with this ray of blood, and Yang Jue finally saw clearly where Yang Ni was at the moment.

In the boundless sea of ​​blood, countless shadows of blood filled the sky, and together with the sea of ​​blood, enveloped the blood lotus, or Yang Ni.

And on the **** sky, Yang Jue seemed to hear the singing voice again, and a pair of bright and compassionate eyes like the sun and the moon:

"Everything is impermanent, everything is suffering. All dharmas have no self, and extinction is joy..."

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