In the world, Wu Xian looked in horror at the big day gradually swallowed by the darkness on his head. He was inexplicably frightened. Wu Xian was the name inherited from generation to generation by the great witch sacrifice of Wu Xian country. It is said that Wu Xian country inherited from the first of the ten witches in Lingshan mountain and guarded the immortal imperial medicine. Because the great witch sacrifice was the fifth generation of Wu Xian, it was also called Xian Wu.
Wu Xianwu looked at the solar eclipse. His cultivation touched fate and saw the days of operation, but he was almost crazy in the blink of an eye!
His disorderly hair was scattered behind his head and in front of his forehead, and his dry hands stretched feebly to the sun: "Emperor of heaven! Why is God angry... A great disaster is coming, a great disaster is coming... I saw a bloody rain falling on the sky, the heaven and earth were broken, the magnificent mountain where the ancestors and gods lived fell, and the earth at the foot of the mountain collapsed, from the easternmost East China Sea to the westernmost desert... A great disaster, boundless disaster, the blood of all living beings in the sky poured down like a heavy rain, and the bodies of God were piled up for nine days Become a high mountain... Everything will be broken! Everything will be destroyed! "
"There was a huge comet in the sky, which cut the sky, and countless demons poured out of the red scars. The oldest God only led countless soldiers to the demon star demon mark. I heard... The bell rang!"
After all, the oldest existing witch in the kingdom of Wuxian, with amazing cultivation, gushed black and red blood from the seven orifices, and the turbid blood mixed with tears slipped from her eyes.
The spirit children around screamed and fled.
The young man wailed with a sharp voice, "the witch ancestor is dead! The seven orifices of the witch clan are bleeding and are dying!"
Wu Xianwu's seven orifices bled. He heard the bell coming from the lower reaches of time and space. With each sound, his body trembled as if he had been hit hard. Waves of red and black blood came out of the seven orifices. These turbid blood droplets fell on the ground and immediately penetrated into the stone, which was engraved on the rock under Wu Xianwu's feet bit by bit.
Those barren rocks carrying the blood of Wu Xian have turned into a strange existence with blood stains on the surface and blood stains infiltrating into the stone.
It exudes an unknown smell. If these bloody rocks were not in the center of the altar at the moment, the mind of countless wizards and witches suppressed this magnificent altar. It is a sacred mountain with tens of thousands of feet, which has been opened up and polished into a pyramid like altar. Ghosts and gods suppress all directions of the altar. There is a highly cultivated wizard in every ten steps. The overall breath can reach the sky Boundary.
If the rocks stained with witch salt blood were not suppressed by the altar, the unknown smell on them could make capable people and animals disappear thousands of miles around.
After hearing the sound of three bells, Wu Xian struggled and stood up, trembling, strong cultivation, and every move could curse the terrible witch power of killing immortals. All thieves went to the empty building, weak, as if they would fall down as soon as they were pushed, almost as if they were dead. Wu Xian grabbed the hand of the wizard beside him and said sadly: "The end is coming! Tell the king, immediately... There will be an unprecedented catastrophe, and the solar eclipse is just a precursor... The ghosts and gods underground have been swallowed up by boundless blood, and the headless gods and demons have slaughtered the king of ghosts and gods."
"Darkness... Unspeakable darkness stretches under the earth."
"In the dark, an extremely powerful demon God comparable to the God of heaven was born. He held countless soul ghosts, wailing and winding magic swords, tearing apart the country after death. In front of these demons, the ancestral spirit was as weak as a lonely ghost."
After hearing Wuxian's prophecy, the wizard knelt down to Wuxian and hurriedly stepped down to promulgate Wuxian's prophecy.
Wu Xian struggled for a long time before he calmed down. He looked up and looked around. I don't know how many friars secretly hid around and peeped at the great witch sacrifice. These friars were the masters in the heavens and created the foundation of a strong and large gate. However, in the flood and famine period, these friars could also take refuge in several third rate small sects and occupy the barren mountains without the victims of ghosts and gods, It is said that the monks of the sect and the people of the Xuanmen are actually more powerful than the small tribes of hundreds of people, and there is no difference compared with casual cultivation.
In the flood and famine, even if it is a small tribe with only a few hundred people of the human race, as long as they offer sacrifices to the gods, look for the blessed land of Lingshan where there are gods sealed in the book of heaven nearby, and offer sacrifices with blood, incense and fire, they can basically provide wizards equivalent to immortals in later generations.
At this time, the natural life span of the Honghuang Terran is 3000 years.
It is the realm of real people in the ancient naive theory. They are born to follow the time sequence, run their vitality, and their physique coincides with the way of heaven. In addition, when they are mixed with the witch family, they inherit the special physique. Some can use fire to spit water, drive Dragons and snakes, and even have wings on their backs and attack in the air. These witch blood vessels are naturally powerful with exercise. In addition to birth, they have inheritance, communicate with gods, and are proficient in herbal divination and insect pests In addition to the wizards who practice their vitality with poisons, there are also born witches who polish their physique, expand their blood, constantly cultivate their own blood, constantly get close to the blood sources of Pangu God and even the twelve ancestors, and drive the vitality of heaven and earth with their special organs, acupoints and meridians, and are good at fighting.
The witch is the warrior of later generations.
Therefore, the friars around are powerful in the era of the heavens, but in this era, when individuals will absorb their vitality, break their physique and cultivate their blood. When the Terran grows up, it is about equal to the transformation of the later martial arts into the body of gods and demons. It is only two steps away from the martial Taoist immortal. In Wu Xian's view, it is like a mole ant
Let a group of mole ants watch the excitement, and Wu Xian smiled cruelly.
He wiped the dirty blood left by his seven orifices with his hand and painted a simple symbol on the ground with his trembling index finger. With the cursed blood, he plotted the witch text. A strange smell burst out in an instant. An evil ghost was called by the witch text and instantly absorbed all the strange smell that is not in Wuxian country for tens of thousands of miles. There is no smell of grass and trees here.
Then the sorcery text broke out and instantly harvested the souls of those sneaky friars. Countless dark shadows flashed past, absorbing tens of thousands of souls and sending them into the Styx river.
Wu Xian took the opportunity to spy on the smell of the underworld... Then shuddered and closed the channel to the dark earth in horror.
Several great friars near the kingdom of Wuxian have reluctantly stepped on the stage of famine. Although their own forces are not as powerful as those of the kingdom of Wuxian, they are also qualified to inherit stably, not as a kind of children's play of life and death. Several immortals whispered, "something big has happened in the hell!"
"Has the great witch sacrifice Xian Wu confirmed it?"
A friar with withered yellow hair whispered, "yes! After the solar eclipse, he did go to divination! As a result, it caused a great disaster. It is said that Wu Xian was very afraid and claimed that there would be an unpredictable fate. He almost died after divination."
"During this time, there are often lonely souls and wild ghosts, even evil spirits and evil spirits, who break away from the huangquan road and escape to the sun. They hide in the mountains in the daytime and come out to eat people and enjoy blood food at night... Tianting has ordered the mountain gods and land in the four directions to gather these lonely souls and wild ghosts. Many Taoist friends also go to catch souls to refine treasure and practice."
A female nun said with a charming smile, "can there be specific news about the changes in the underground that day?"
A gloomy evil monk suddenly said, "it's said to be a magic robbery!" as soon as he opened his mouth, the others were afraid and didn't dare to speak. It was obvious that they were afraid of the evil monk. For a long time, the friar with yellow hair whispered, "now the solar eclipse is three days, which is obviously a precursor of the coming catastrophe."
A friar who was weak enough to set foot on the threshold of immortals smelled the speech and engraved several ancient runes on the cracked turtle bone burned beside him with a bronze magic knife.
The mysterious Rune records that "when Xianwu of Wuxian state was in the third day of the solar eclipse, the underground changed greatly. Wuxianwu felt a blood rain, mountains and rivers overturned, and a great disaster was coming!"
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In the days of the heavens, the old demons of huangquanzong and the monks of the dizang temple came together. The leaders of both sides, Yan Mojun and King Shanlong, sat facing each other and looked at two broken oracle bones. On the oracle bones, several mysterious runes were engraved. The oracle bones of both sides were put together to make up more than half. Although the words were incomplete, they did not affect the general.
Yan Mojun coughed and said, "I have fought for this treasure for thousands of years. Since the birth of the bone, several heavenly demons and Arhats have died for this. Today, I invite the Dharma king to explore the mystery of this treasure."
The king of Dharma Shanlong folded his hands and read the Buddha's name and said, "this is very good."
"The reason why our dizang temple and your huangquan sect compete for this treasure for thousands of years is that there are gaps in the inheritance of our sect. The supreme Dharma sect of your huangquan sect, the son of heaven, has achieved the Dharma. The Zhenzong Scripture of our dizang temple, the ten kings of hell, is an ancient secret. It is said that there were the son of heaven and the ten halls of hell, ruling the underworld, operating reincarnation and suppressing hell."
"The Tibetan king Bodhisattva incarnated ten kings, suppressed hell and achieved Buddha fruit!"
"And you huangquan demon sect also cultivated the body of the son of heaven of Yama, turned the heavens into hell and achieved the law of Dala."
"Our two schools both formed the Tao by hell, which is related to reincarnation. However, when the famine broke in the last years of ancient times, hell disappeared and the hell was inexplicably destroyed. As a result, our two schools were cut off and had no way ahead. Therefore, finding the secret of the destruction of the hell in the last years of ancient times and finding the disappeared hell is our only hope to become the Tao!" King Shanlong nodded his head: "Now, only when we and other two schools work together can we uncover this ancient secret."
Yan Mojun picked up the two oracle bones in front of him, put them together, and said in a low voice, "although the iron sword gate is not a great ancient religion, it is also an ancient sect that has been inherited for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, some unworthy descendants dug up the ancestral master's tomb. As a result, several oracle bones were unearthed, many of which are very ancient and powerful skills, which also caused the disaster of killing the gate for himself."
"According to textual research, this oracle bone is the oracle of the iron sword sect's founder at the time of the change of the underground. Therefore, it is not valued by many great religions, so it has the opportunity to fall into the hands of our two sects."
"With the ancient hell breath on this oracle bone, we have completed some inheritance. We have trained a Taoist king to inherit our responsibilities, so that we can let go and explore the secret of the destruction of the underworld in the last years of ancient times!"
King Shanlong also said: "This oracle bone is the bone of a thousand year old spirit turtle. It has the blood of a mysterious turtle and is extremely extraordinary. Today, when the blood is scattered, it is already the supreme treasure for practicing divination. If the old monsters of ziweizong and Mayi sect know it, they will be generous with thousands of pounds of divine gold and magic iron. The ancient witch text written on it... Is also an ancient inheritance. It is said that the old monsters of your demon Taoism and witchcraft sect intended to kill it, They robbed this batch of oracle bones, but they ran to the ruins because of the birth of the key of the great Luo in the Brahman world! "
"What a place it is to return to the ruins... I'm afraid those old monsters, whether good or evil, xuanfo demons, can't get out!" the great king of Yan demons sneered.
King Shanlong said with a smile, "Yan Junmo is not at peace with some old demons?"
"The blood butcher devil always ridicules that the huangquan sect's cultivation of the son of heaven is the left way of the devil sect. Relying on his own blood devil's legitimate tradition, he despises our Yan devil's blood... He also said that we want to prove that the son of heaven is dead and tired of living! I'll see who is tired of living! He blood butcher devil, whether he can go to the ruins Jedi or not!"
"Do you want to give him the face of the underworld?"
"Yan Luo, the son of heaven, is a great devil and one of the emperors of our evil way. He is not inferior to his blood devil."
"What kind of heaven devil and blood devil is the direct descendant of the Styx river. I think it's just to put gold on my face... There are two ways of killing demons and hell, especially the hell devil way. It's also a branch of the Styx devil line. It's said that it inherits the tradition of the nose sword of the Styx devil Zu. The killing devil line thinks it inherits the killing devil way of the Styx devil Zu, which is inherited by the yuan Tu sword."
"In order to climb the relationship, I really don't want any face!"
"We are the emperor of the ancient devil way and the lineage of the son of heaven of Yan Luo. The devil way is true and famous. Compared with these villains who cling to the devil ancestor, I don't know how orthodox they are. However, the blood devil, the devil of heaven, the death devil, the earth devil, the Yang devil, the Yin devil and the heart devil turn their heads to cling to us and crowd us out!"
King Shanlong pointed to the oracle bone and asked, "the demon king can solve this ancient witch text?"
Yan devil said with a smile, "why is it difficult? There is a vein of witches and Demons and the inheritance of witches. It is rare for your Buddhism to inherit them. I, Yan devil and witch devil belong to the same vein of the magic door. It is not difficult to consult one or two."
"The oracle bone says..."
"At the time of Xianwu in the kingdom of Wuxian, the earth changed greatly on the third day of the solar eclipse. Wuxianwu was psychic, the emperor of heaven was nameless and angry, the sky rained blood, mountains and rivers overturned, and the great disaster was coming!"
"In March, the East sky was cut down to build trees, and the Jedi sky was connected... There was a great disaster, and the hell was collapsed! Demon..."
The next few sorcery texts were blurred. No matter how powerful they were, they were difficult to recover. The great king of Yan devil stroked the almost flattened sorcery and whispered, "oracle bone sorcery carries the divination spirit, so there is spiritual response. Therefore, we can use these sorcery divination contents to figure out the atmosphere of ancient hell."
"The last few words once carried terrible information, so they were obliterated by the information it carried... Because the ten thousand year spirit turtle can only record it for a moment and erase it by itself. Just like the unearthed witch oracle bones, there has never been the name of the emperor of heaven or the names of those great magical powers in ancient times."
"It is said that Yanshen sect tried its best to almost kill two Taoist kings. It was only in an ancient heaven that the name taboo of the witch script of zhurong great God was discovered. Taking this opportunity, it added a inheritance to its sect -" zhurong fire god drives the Dragon secret mantra ". Its highest secret, zhurong mantra, is the only mantra that can repair zhurong divine fire in the heavens. It has unexpected power!"
The great king Yan Mo said, "we will work together to return to the wasteland mansion with the characteristics of the two great treasures, the bronze remnant Hall of huangquan sect and the Sanskrit plaque of the underground Hall of your underground hall!"
After that, the great king of Yan Mo summoned the town religion treasure of the huangquan sect, an ancient bronze hall with only a part of the gate memorial archway left. The king of Shanlong also offered a wooden plaque with Sanskrit writing "dizang hall", which is also the origin of the sect name of the dizang Hall. It was precisely with this mysterious plaque that the ancestors of the dizang hall realized the supreme Buddha Dharma and opened up the Daoism of the dizang hall.
The two really put together the best treasure at the bottom of the box.
With a trace of Da Luo characteristics of the two most precious treasures, it attracted the mysterious oracle bone and instantly pulled the two patriarchs and a bunch of old monsters behind them into the void
Darkness... This is the boundless sea of blood in the endless darkness.
When King Shanlong opened his eyes, he saw himself sitting in front of an incomparably sacred hall. When he looked behind him, he saw the most precious treasure of his sect, the plaque of the underground hall, hanging on the hall behind him.
The temple was broken, and nearly four fifths of it had been dumped in the ruins of black scorched rock and fell into lava.
The hall is located in a huge unimaginable, pure black, winding with extremely hot and scorching boulder. The huge boulder, like a boulder in the sky, has collapsed in half. At the top of the boulder, half of the Boulder has been broken and has collapsed to the edge of the cliff. A broken golden body emits the light of Buddha, which has been dim.
The golden body is full of cracks, and some places have exposed glazed Buddha bones.
With his hands folded, his eyes slightly closed, he faced the front... There was an unimaginable stick mark that knocked down the huge stone
The king of Shanlong's Dharma was so frightened that his hands and feet softened that he worshipped and exclaimed, "Bodhisattva!"
When the cry came out, the plaque of the Tibetan temple on his head fell down and fell into the arms of King Shanlong. A strange beast like a dog and a lion ran out of the Tibetan temple. When he saw king Shanlong, he looked disdainful. King Shanlong was scared to lie down again when he saw the strange beast: "listen to the holy beast!"
Listening and looking at the collapsed wojiao stone, the black boulder is surrounded by the sea of blood, like a drop in the sea.
Listening, I saw the trace of the stick, and my body trembled slightly... Seeing that king Shanlong wanted to climb to the top of wojiao stone, I went to invite the golden body of the Bodhisattva down, grabbed king Shanlong's sleeve, threw it away and threw it farther away from the golden body.
Just listening to a little breath, all caused the scars of the stick on the gold body. At this time, a roar echoed in the void: "eat my old sun's stick!"
"A stick!"
"Stick..."
The echo resounded all over the world. After drinking, the Dharma body of Dharma king Shanlong was almost broken, and a mouthful of pale golden blood gushed out.
Similarly, with the help of the characteristics of the great Luo, back in ancient times, the great Yan devil fell in front of an ancient bronze hall, which was surrounded by darkness. When the great Yan devil woke up, the darkness was only three feet away from him, and there was a faint call in the darkness.
The great king of Yan devil listened, but he heard countless strange voices calling one after another: "King Qin Guang!"
"King Qin Guang!"
"King Qin Guang!"
Other voices shouted, "emperor song!"
"King of Chu River!"
Yan Mojun was horrified. Almost his soul was detached and plunged into the darkness. If it were not for the protection of the bronze hall behind him, he would have fallen into the darkness. "What is it in the dark? Why is the name of the ten hall Yama called? The ten hall Yama is the ten incarnations of the son of heaven. Is it not that there is a great secret about the son of heaven in the dark?"
"I was led by the bronze ancient temple. As soon as I left the celestial sea, I came here. Is it that this is the underground mansion at the end of ancient times?"
"The countless calls in the dark, is it that countless ghosts in the underworld are calling for the return of the ten Temple hell?"
"Is this ancient bronze hall the ten halls of hell? The ten halls of hell have become ruins. There are countless calls for the ten halls of hell in the dark. What happened in the hell? Where has the ten halls of hell gone?"
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