Infinite Brilliant Scroll

"So it is."

After casting the God's Palm seal that had been re-evolved by his own Dao Heart, Guan Luoyang's spiritual embryo clone stepped into the cross-boundary crack without any hindrance.

However, he did not directly come to the world inside the golden bowl, but entered a void where trillions of golden mantras flickered. Looking down, he could vaguely see the outline of the lotus, as if he was floating above the red golden lotus.

Guan Luoyang felt some fluctuations emanating from the lotus, and gradually understood the origin of this red golden lotus in his mind.

This is a golden bowl of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and it is not known which world's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made the magic weapon.

After a great battle, the old lord was dead, and the spirituality of the golden bowl itself had also been beaten to pieces, drifting in the Great Void Realm.

The traces of the demon blood that fell into the bowl could not be completely wiped out, and the most tenacious strand was left, which was in a state of entanglement and confrontation with the power of the incomplete golden bowl.

This world is slowly evolving and created in the process of entanglement and confrontation between the two.

Because the knowledge of Ksitigarbha King was integrated into this golden bowl, the human beings derived from this world have transformed from a state of raw hair and blood drinking to a state where all countries stand side by side, with vast cities, solid houses, and abundant products in just a thousand years. era.

There are even people who have been enlightened by various spells and supernatural powers, and have achieved schools that can fly through the sky and escape the earth one by one, enough to travel through the yin and yang worlds.

However, because of the existence of demon blood, the underworld has not been able to produce some creatures that meet the special requirements of ghosts and gods. Instead, it has been in a relatively chaotic state.

Practitioners in the human world also experienced nine disasters of decay and death, which suppressed their pure spiritual power and forced them to sink into ghosts.

It only took a thousand years for this world to develop from the primitive era to the prosperity of all schools of thought, but in the ten thousand years of history that followed, it was impossible to get rid of this cycle of ups and downs.

Originally, this situation might spread to the future.

This golden bowl carrying a world, when drifting in the void, would occasionally bump into some cosmic membranes, but because of the entanglement of two types of forces inside, it was not aggressive, and would often be bounced away by the cosmic membranes, living in peace However, there are not enough external factors to change the internal pattern.

However, not long ago, because of the chaotic collision of the light spheres in the main god's space in the dispute of the supreme war group, which affected the coordinates of the worlds, the Ksitigarbha Golden Bowl was also swept up by the turbulent flow of the void sea. Go, drastically change the trajectory.

The number of worlds that it has been in contact with during this period is more than a hundred times more than the sum of its long years of drifting.

The power circulation inside the golden bowl also caused considerable turbulence.

The evil spirit of the underworld began to radiate outward actively, preparing to capture some of the nether space in other worlds to fill it in, and strengthen the evil spirit of the underworld.

And the remaining spirituality of the golden bowl itself began to try to calculate the trajectory of karma, trying to adjust the drifting route, and approached the world where Guan Luoyang's clone was.

In the end, the golden bowl collided with the worlds of Immortal and Demon Water Margin, Water Moon Cave, Chuangguandong and so on.

In worlds such as Breaking Through the Guandong and Laughing Rivers and Lakes, although there are no authentic works of the gods, the fantasies of the creatures of the heaven and earth about the afterlife have gradually condensed some hidden spaces that focus on the existence of spirits, as the souls of the dead return to the world. transfer station.

After a person dies, depending on the strength of the mind, the soul can survive in it for seven days to several years or decades, and then it will return to heaven and earth.

In fact, compared to those worlds where there is no soul at all, or where there is a strict underworld system, such a situation where the prototype of the nether space is barely condensed is the most common in the great void.

Leaving aside, the world of Nanming also has such a dark place, but for the masters of the Earth Mother God Clan, this purely spiritual spatial dimension is too unstable and not worth using at all.

And Guan Luoyang also wanted to protect the Netherland, so he didn't touch it when the war situation was uncertain, and only set foot in that space to deal with some things after getting rid of Lord Taiyuan and the others.

However, when the ghost energy of the underworld merged with those several nether spaces, it was enough to accelerate the breaking of the balance inside the golden bowl, clean up those famous mountain underworlds, and then completely erode the yang world.

"Leaving the existence of this demonic energy is much higher than my own body."

Through this red golden lotus, Guan Luoyang's eyes could see some traces of the demonic energy in the underworld.

Just the part that he could understand made him feel involuntarily that "Yin Qi can still be used like this". As for the part that he couldn't understand, there were even more.

To be fair, although the current size of the evil spirit in the underworld is similar to that of his spiritual embryo clone, it can only be regarded as a six-star peak state.

However, even if Guan Luoyang's body came over to do some things that that monster energy could do, it might not be able to do so lightly, without any trace of chiseling.

But to wipe out this evil spirit, Guan Luoyang's body is not needed at all.

Because Ksitigarbha King Golden Bowl would cooperate with Guan Luoyang's actions.

"As long as I continue to use this trick?"

Guan Luoyang nodded, "It's not too late, let's start."

………………

On the land of the underworld, the dark storm has approached Laoshan Yinfu.

All the monks in the Laoshan Yinfu are on the alert, and the faces of the high-level leaders of various factions are full of worry.

In fact, with the scale of Laoshan Yinfu, and with so many of them here, they are sure to resist this time of Yinfeng passing through.

But just now, Yue Fei has already told these people about the changes in the old demon of Heishan, and the traces of the mobilization of soldiers and horses that he detected along the way.

After overcoming the evil wind, how much strength do everyone have to resist the attack of the old black mountain demon?

Even if this battle can be survived, it must be a bloody battle, a bitter battle.

But basically no sect is going to withdraw the people who came to celebrate their birthday.

The reason is also very simple. Laoshan Yinfu can be said to be the largest type of Yinfu in the world today. If this Yinfu is also breached by the ghosts of the underworld, then all the ghosts in this area will be transformed into evil spirits. ghost.

The lost troops of the Black Mountain Old Demon and the others will soon be replenished.

At that time, if their soldiers are directed at other underworlds, how will those sects that are not as powerful as Laoshan underworld resist?
So this battle must be fought.

The dark wind was getting closer and closer, and everyone's expressions became more and more dignified.

Some monks with excellent clairvoyance, because they had prepared in advance, turned their eyes away from the western wind and turned to the south, and they were able to vaguely observe the signs of the ghost army sneaking over.

Suddenly, something strange appeared in the vision of these monks.

The sky in the underworld is always gray and dark, but at this time, there are subtle lights of fire on the dark sky.

A small paper boat, carrying clusters of flames, floats down from the sky.

Compared with the huge Yinfeng, thousands of paper boats can only be regarded as a trickle.

But it seemed that it was just a giddy effort by everyone, and the number of those paper boats had increased by a thousand or ten thousand times.

The vast wilderness, the nearby towns, the peaks of Laoshan Mountain, the sky and the earth, you can see the white paper boat sailing everywhere, carrying the cyan fire.

After encountering these paper boats, the large-scale Yinfeng let out an earth-shattering roar.

The pure blue flame burned on the black mist, continuously burning out huge cavities, where the paper boat passed was a pure waterway.

When the torrent formed by the paper boats washed over the wilderness, all the gloomy winds dissipated, and even the gray clouds in the sky were swept out into a wider and wider trajectory.

That piece of sky is not particularly bright, but it is pure enough to be extremely eye-catching in the entire environment of the underworld.

Everyone in Laoshan Yinfu showed a somewhat bewildered expression, not knowing where such a change came from.

Suddenly, the palace in the mountain trembled, and more than a dozen magic mirrors flew out, hanging high above the sky like white cranes soaring into the sky.

After a slight pause, each mirror magnified to the size of a hundred feet, like a dozen bright moons rising together.

The edges of the bright moon are all close to the ground, as if they will not fall.

Even the surrounding mountain peaks seem small in front of these bright moon mirrors. The shape of the mountains seems to be just the shadow in the bright moon, the foil of the moonlight.

And in every round of bright moon, there is a figure emerging, or it is an old man, or a woman, or a young girl, or a boy.

Some Laoshan disciples couldn't help exclaiming, they recognized them, these figures were exactly the same as some of the portraits hanging in their Laoshan Patriarch Hall.

That's right, among the seniors of all factions in the world, no one can survive nine calamities and survive the deliberate targeting by the evil spirits of the underworld.

But they don't eat dry food either.

The road of transforming ghost cultivation was not feasible, and the nine calamities were difficult, but they still found another way, and found a way to extend life and preserve strength, that is, to refine oneself into a weapon spirit!
Although after turning into a tool spirit, it will be difficult to improve their cultivation base, and they need to sleep often to avoid the ubiquitous aura of decay in the world and continue to wear down their spiritual consciousness.

However, this not-so-perfect method at least allows these old-timers to occasionally take a look at the scenery after a thousand years.

If it really comes to the critical moment when the sect survives and the righteous way is in jeopardy, they can also contribute.

But today, the people of Laoshan faction have not invited these precious mirrors, but these old seniors suddenly flew out by themselves, which made some elders of Laoshan faction who knew it full of suspicion.

Teacher Laoshan was thoughtful, and the magic power on his body quickly radiated without reservation.

His mana is profound, his cultivation level is even higher than that of some patriarchs, and he has not trained himself into a weapon spirit, so when he activates his mana, the power he exudes is even more astonishing.

I saw thick and soft white clouds slowly rising from his body, and unexpectedly a white crane condensed in the air, with a wingspan of thousands of feet, pressing across the peaks.

Everyone who came to celebrate the birthday felt strange, and suddenly many people's expressions changed.

They gradually noticed that in their own underworld, the magic weapons refined by those predecessors who were incarnate as weapon spirits also flew out of their own accord, showing their power.

The eight banners of the Kunlun School of "Beacon fire, thunder and lightning, ghosts and gods without trace", treasure seals, golden books and jade books, and lock-shaped magic charms.

The Wolong Order, Xiuji, Tangwen Mengzetu, Seven Star Lantern, Northern Expedition Chariot of the hidden Zhuge lineage, as well as the Miaolei Golden Buddha and Tianlong cassock of Jinshan Temple, etc.

"Brother Laoshan, what is going on?"

"Haven't you noticed it yet?"

Master Laoshan looked at the white crane and bright moon in the sky, and his tone was full of anticipation and a trace of imperceptible anxiety.

"The aura of decay in the world seems to be being removed. Those of us who have survived the disaster of decay and death, the aura of decay accumulated in our bodies is also being washed away now."

"If you disperse the mana out of the body, you can feel this change more clearly."

If we say, these human monks in Laoshan Yinfu are all surprised, suspicious and happy at the moment.

Then the army of ghosts from the Black Mountain Old Demon in the south is now frightened, angry and frightened.

Because after those paper boat lanterns appeared in the world, they obviously felt that they became uncomfortable all over.

It was as if he was used to the dark and slippery life in the water, but now he was suddenly thrown on land, and he was almost thrown into the desert.

In the surrounding environment, it seems that something they are used to and love is rapidly losing, turning this environment they love into a "stove" for evil spirits.

"what!!!"

Not long after, some evil spirits couldn't bear it anymore, abandoned the small spell used for stealth, jumped into the air, and flew in the direction of the dead city.

When he jumped up, he still felt that he might be the only ghost, and he was extremely disturbed. He didn't want to stay here to suffer torture, and he was afraid of being beheaded by military orders.

However, when he really flew up, he realized that he was just an insignificant part of the dark clouds in the sky.

The army of millions of ghosts, because the vanguard fled without a fight, all collapsed in the blink of an eye, rolling up into the sky like a stormy sea, washing the earth.

The ghosts formed layers upon layers of waves, pushing towards the south, and all the ghosts were rushing towards the City of Death.

They could feel that the closer they were to the area leading to the dead city, the less pain they would feel.

The Montenegrin old demon and the others have indeed branded these ghosts. It is a top-down, layer-by-layer suppression method.

The ghost king controls all the ghost generals, the ghost general controls all the commanders, the commander controls all the centurions, and so on.

This method can maintain the most stable rule in normal times, but once it is used in such a situation where all the troops collapse and come back, it is obviously not enough effect.

What's more, the Black Mountain old demon and the others have no intention of controlling this army at all now, because they all feel the calling of their ancestors.

The extremely urgent call made many ghost kings, including the old demon of Montenegro, go through the air like meteors of different colors.

So what happened?Where did those paper boats come from?Who is making trouble in the bush?What happened to the ancestor? !

These angry questions lingered in the hearts of the ghost kings, each one came more urgently, and each one made them more angry.

boom! ! ! !

In the dead city, there was a huge change, and all the buildings had been wiped out.

Huge tree roots protrude from the ground, and huge shadows sweep over the entire city.

It looked like a peach tree, all parts of the trunk, including the branches and leaves, were all imprinted with dark golden spells, ancient and mysterious, noble and strange.

It grows from the direction of the old demon palace in Montenegro, and its branches extend hundreds of miles long. Some of the ends of the branches pierce into the void, and it is unknown where they have reached.

Among the layers of branches and leaves that cover the sky and the sun, there are many fruits that have not fully grown, and there are countless bright red peach blossoms.

The peach tree that rose from the sky almost broke through the boundary of the underworld and squeezed into the yangworld completely.

At the end of some branches of this peach tree, there are still some broken peaches hanging. The surface of the peaches has been completely dry, as if carved from brown wood and stone.

Those cracked parts are like big black mouths.

"reset!!!!"

The deep cry echoed in the underworld, and the ghost kings returned to their positions one after another, falling into those dry old peaches.

The hundred brothers and sisters of Black Mountain Old Demon and the others seem to have their own origins, some are zombies, some are beast ghosts, some are bone demons, and some even become spirits from stones.

But in fact, they are all ghosts born from this peach tree.

This peach tree is their common ancestor.

Or in other words, each of their ghost kings is actually a part of this peach tree.

The reason why the Montenegro old demon is the most valued is because its nature is the closest to the nature of this peach tree.

At this moment, the cultivation and spirituality of many ghost kings have returned to one body. The big tree that seemed a little stiff and dull at first danced all its branches wantonly. reason.

The spatial distance of the entire underworld is disturbed by the traces of cutting branches and leaves.

The monks in Laoshan Yinfu felt an extremely strange scene.

They seem to feel that Laoshan, Jinshan, Kunlun, Huashan and other famous mountains in the world all grow together.

They feel that there are thousands or tens of thousands of living beings in the place where their bodies are located at the same time, and even their own physical bodies overlap with walls, jungles, rain clouds, soil, and magma at the same time.

And no matter how weird this feeling was, the moment they looked up, the huge shock made them forget about that strange feeling.

Because they seem to have arrived in front of the peach tree in the city of vain death, and they can even touch the roots of that tree by raising their hands, and use their hands, which are as small as ants, to touch the root system of the big mountain.

All creatures and ghosts on the underworld can see the terrifying figure of this strange tree.

However, at the next moment, the leaves shattered and the peach blossoms burst.

Billions of paper boat lanterns sailed between the holes in the branches and leaves of this big tree, smashing the flowers and igniting the branches.

Between Yin and Yang, endless paper boats are sailing, and countless lights are shining.

It seems that Guan Luoyang's consciousness is no longer in his own spiritual womb, and his realm is no longer limited by his avatar, and he has exerted his due strength.

That, even more mysterious power than the body.

Qiongying, Yanqing, Yue Fei and the others were startled suddenly, they all saw the paper boat beside them, and also saw the figure emerging from the lights of the paper boat.

That figure seemed to be just a little fantasy when the lights flickered, it was fleeting, but it was deeply engraved in the senses of the world, and then all the figures slowly pushed out their palms.

Existing in every place in the world of Senluo Qiankun, it stirs up a great light that illuminates the world in all ten directions!

Roar! ! ! !

The strange tree roared unwillingly, but it was frozen under the ubiquitous palm.