Longevity starts from listening to music

Just after clearly beheading the Killing God King.

Within the God Realm.

In the temple where the King of Slaughter belonged, the divine sense sensed the deity's death, and was immediately activated, turning into a ray of divine light that soared into the sky.

In the divine light, a line of Xingshen characters emerged.

What is recorded above is exactly about the Xuanyuan Realm.

All the gods can see clearly.

a time.

The entire God Realm was shocked.

"I didn't expect to kill the God King to leave the God Realm for this reason!"

"Supreme Realm, it's no wonder that the King of Killing Gods did not hesitate to venture into the River of Forgetfulness. After all, once he masters the Supreme Realm, the benefits will be huge and unimaginable."

"Oh, interesting."

All the gods in the God Realm are full of curiosity about the Xuanyuan Realm.

Although they are temporarily unable to leave the God Realm, they still contacted their believers through various means and asked them to go to the Xuanyuan Realm to investigate.

For a moment, Xuanyuanjie was pushed to the forefront.

It has become a place where the gods of all worlds pay attention.

Xuan Yuan Realm.

Obviously, he also knows that once the Xuanyuan Realm is exposed, it will inevitably attract the attention of various forces, and he has already prepared for this.

With the strength that Daliang has developed over the years, plus his own command, how many ordinary gods come and kill.

Even the existence of killing the king of gods is not a threat.

Today's Xuanyuan Realm already has the foundation to stand proudly in all other realms.

"If I can be promoted to a saint again, I will be more at ease."

He thought to himself without saying a word.

With the ability of gods to be immortal, he no longer pays attention to the crisis of origin integration that he will encounter when becoming a saint.

According to his calculations, if all goes well, he can try to become a saint within ten years.

time flies.

Daliang Wanjie 410 year.

Years have passed since the menace of the gods was resolved without a word.

And during this period of time, Tang Feng, Mu Qing, Luo Qianxun and others also became strong in the original realm one after another, which greatly improved Daliang's background.

It is said that the degree of fit with the original source of reincarnation is also nearly [-]%.

Preparations are now being made for sanctification.

That is, on this day.

The shadow of the Wangchuan River appeared again in the sky.

Ming Buyan's eyes brightened, "It's time for the avatar to go to Wangchuan, enter the Netherworld, and find out the origin of the dark red blood."

…………

within the holy world.

The avatar who was in retreat opened his eyes without saying a word, looked at the Wangchuan River above the sky, and sent a message to Sword Master Rising Sun and the others.

Tell them that he is going to take a trip to Wangchuan.

And the Shifang Xianmeng had just been established, and his leader was about to go to Netherworld. Just in case, he planned to leave the Shifang Xianqi in the Xianmeng.

"The Great Formation of Immortal Artifacts of the Ten Directions requires ten people to control it. Grandmaster Liu, as for who will perform the Immortal Formation of the Ten Directions, it is up to you to decide."

Mingbuyan said to Liu Huolian.

"it is good."

Liu Huolian did not refuse.

before leaving.

It is clear that there is still a divine sense left in the Ten Directions Immortal Alliance.

This divine sense can help him perceive the situation in the Immortal League, and synchronize information with the avatar and the deity. If the Ten Directions Immortal League really encounters something or someone that cannot be solved, he will clearly plan to let the deity go to the holy world in person .

The space teleportation technique has become more and more mature.

Even a strong man like Mingbuyan can freely travel to and from the Holy Realm and Xuanyuan Realm, but only he knows this secret now.

After explaining everything, he set off for Wangchuan without saying a word.

Shortly after he left.

In Ouyang's house in Shangliujia.

The new Patriarch Ouyang is telling a white-haired old man, "I got the news that Master Wuming Sword has gone to Wangchuan."

"Is the news true?"

"It's absolutely true, and Liu Huolian is looking for someone to use the Ten Great Immortal Artifacts. If the Wuming Sword Master hadn't left, he would be able to control the Ten Directions Immortal Artifact Formation by himself, so there is no need for Liu Huolian to do so." Patriarch Ouyang Xin said.

"The Immortal Artifact of the Ten Directions...is really a good thing."

The white-haired old man, that is, Patriarch Ouyang, slowly opened his eyes, with a cold look in his eyes, "It's a pity that such a good thing is not in the hands of my Ouyang family, and it will only be a threat to my Ouyang family."

"Old Ancestor, what are we going to do next, take advantage of the absence of Wuming Sword Master?" Ouyang's new Patriarch said.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Patriarch Ouyang glanced at him, and said calmly; "I know that the last Patriarch Ouyang, that is, your father, died at the hands of Wuming Jianzun. You know, relying on the current strength of the Ouyang family alone, it is very difficult to fight against the entire Shifang Xianmeng."

"Even if Wuming Sword Master is not here, it's the same. They have the master of the sword clan, the master of the Zhang family, the ancestor Murong, the three-headed dragon, and even a war shame comparable to the source! These are all things that cannot be ignored. strength."

"The Ouyang family needs allies."

Patriarch Ouyang nodded, "I understand."

"Go ahead and find a cooperative ally for my Ouyang family. In the next era, perhaps only by forming an alliance can we gain a firm foothold."

Piou Patriarch said lightly.

The Ten Directions Immortal Alliance is a living example.

The various forces of the Immortal League, in terms of background, are mostly inferior to the Ouyang family, but they can be combined to make all holy places and families in the holy world fearful.

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Forget River.

An extremely mysterious place.

In all realms, in terms of mystery, Wang Chuan ranks second, not number one.

Ming Buyan who entered the River of Forgetfulness immediately saw countless dead souls wandering here. These souls came from all walks of life, as if they were ignorant, wandering here, endless ghostly aura filled the world.

Even a strong man like Ming Buyan felt a little uncomfortable.

"According to what Sword Master Wuchen said, if you want to enter the Netherworld, you must find the ghost gate in the River of Forgetfulness. The direction the dead soul goes is where the ghost gate is." Ming Buyan thought to himself, and followed the dead soul.

But suddenly.

In front of him, a ferocious ghost rushed out of the void, rushed into the group of dead souls, and began to devour the surrounding dead souls.

Countless souls of the dead were swallowed by it, making the power of that ghost even higher.

This is... the ghosts and gods in the River of Forgetfulness!
This kind of existence lives by devouring the souls of the dead and strengthens itself.

Not only that.

They will also devour the souls of all living beings who enter the River of Forgetfulness.

Be it human, god, or demon.

Once being watched by ghosts and gods, it will end in endless death.

unless……

Obviously, before the ghost rushed towards him, he took out the Nether Order.

The Nether Order released a red gleam.

The originally unscrupulous ghost suddenly froze, stopped in mid-air, did not dare to approach any more, "You Ming, You Ming..."

He turned around and left, seemingly terrified of Nether.

"This Nether Order is really useful."

Ming Buyan smiled slightly.

With the Nether Order, continue to follow the souls of the dead.

I don't know how long has passed.

how far.

It is clear that the surrounding environment has not changed much, the dark yellow hue fills the sky and the earth, and the faint ghost aura floats in the air.

If ordinary warriors are not firm enough in consciousness or cultivated enough, in this environment, they will be tortured to the point of insanity within a few days.

To say the least is to be calm.

Follow the dead all the way.

The scenery remains the same, but the ghosts around are changing.

He observed the ghosts around him and saw all kinds of existence.

There are powerful warriors who are the best in the world.

There are emperors who stand high above the earth.

There are also stunning beauties who overwhelm the country and the city.

But at this moment, they who had already died turned into ignorant souls, instinctively heading towards the gate of hell in this river of forgetfulness.

I don't know how long has passed.

Ming Buyan suddenly noticed that the surrounding scene began to change.

There are some more flowers on the ground.

That's... the other shore flower.

It is the only plant that can grow in the River of Forgetfulness.

Seeing the Bianhua, he suddenly thought of the mysterious woman he had glimpsed in the past, and he looked forward to it, "Will we see her?"

Gradually.

There are more and more Bana flowers around.

A song suddenly sounded.

The singing sound is like an orchid in an empty valley, extremely ethereal.

He looked in the direction of the singing, and saw a woman in a gorgeous black flower dress sitting on a big bluestone among the flowers on the other shore.

Ming Buyan showed a strange look in his eyes, "I actually met him."

And the woman also noticed Ming Buyan, and raised her eyes to look at him, first curious, then a little disappointed, "So it's just an incarnation."

Obviously, the more surprised.

The other party actually saw that he was just an incarnation...

Even the existence of the original upper realm cannot be seen.

The other party can see it at a glance.

Could it be a saint living in the River of Forgetfulness?

Looking at the breath of the other party, it looks like a person but not a person, like a ghost but not a ghost.

It felt very strange to him.

"The junior is nameless, I have seen this senior."

Ming Buyan came forward curiously and said hello.

The other party looked at him and smiled playfully, "Wu Ming...that's not your real name, I remember your name...Wu Shen didn't say anything."

Hearing this, there was a burst of horror.

How did the other party know his name?

Can you gain insight into your true body when you meet for the first time?

Ming Buyan's alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

"I don't know how the senior knew the real name of the junior?"

"This River of Forgetfulness comes and goes, and there are countless dead souls, even the dead souls of gods. Not long ago, I met a few dead souls of gods. Before they turned into ghosts and gods, I forced them out of them."

"Which gods are they?"

"What kind of Vulcan, the God of Yellow Sand, the God of Slaughter, and one named Asura." The mysterious woman counted on her fingers.

Ming Buyan suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

Then he had new doubts.

"Senior seems to pay special attention to me. I don't know why?"

"It's very simple. I feel the power of the source of reincarnation from you. If it is not bad, you will become the saint of the source of reincarnation."

hiss.

Good guy.

The other party even knows this, amazing.

"Heh, the seniors have sharp eyes, and the juniors admire me, but because of the source of reincarnation, they pay so much attention to me. Could it be that the seniors are the saints of the source of reincarnation?"

"you guessed right."

The mysterious woman smiled slightly.

Immediately, an incomparable aura emanated from his body.

It was as if the entire Wangchuan River was shaken by her breath.

"A long time ago, I had a name called..."

"The saint from the other side!"

He was actually a saint.

Mingbuyan became even more curious.

He has never met a saint in the holy world for so long.

I didn't expect to meet one in Wangchuan.

He asked curiously: "Senior, I don't know how many saints there are in the world? And why are you in this river of forgetfulness?"

"I haven't participated in the holy court meeting for a long time. I don't know how many saints there are in the world, but in my time, although there were not many saints, there were two or three hundred, but now they must die , or a deep sleep, there is not much left." There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the saint on the other side.

"As for why you asked me why I'm in this River of Forgetfulness, heh, it's just here to heal my injuries."

"What existence can hurt the predecessors?"

Asked in surprise.

"Void Demon!"

As soon as these four words came out, Ming Buyan's eyes narrowed, "Void demon, is that the coming void calamity that will affect all worlds?"

"Yes, this catastrophe happened once a long time ago. We spent a lot of effort and killed countless people to stop it. Now this catastrophe is about to come again. Unfortunately, people of this era It is very likely that it cannot be stopped." The saint on the other side shook his head helplessly.

"Is there really no way?"

"Unless you can surpass the saint, but unfortunately, throughout the ages, the saint has been the strongest known power, and no one has ever surpassed the saint."

"Junior, try your best."

Ming Buyan shook his head helplessly.

In the Xuanyuan world, he still has many people and things that he cares about.

It is impossible for him to let the disaster of the void go.

Moreover, when this calamity comes, it will affect the heavens, and there is no way to avoid it.

"You are very interesting, the transcendent saint, even in my time, no one would have dared to think that you still want to give it a try."

"Someone has to stand up, you can't just sit and wait."

Ming said with a smile.

"indeed."

The saint from the other shore looked at him and said, "If you come to Netherworld this time, as expected, it should be to get rid of the mad blood in your body."

"Exactly."

Obviously, he knew that the other party was referring to the weird dark red blood.

It turns out that this thing is called crazy blood...

Thinking of Xuanming Sword Spirit's insane state.

The name of crazy blood is not wrong.

"This incarnation of yours has the possibility of becoming a sword master. It would be a pity if it wasted because of mad blood, but I don't have the means to deal with mad blood, but the Lord of the Nether, he has studied mad blood for a long time, and he should have a way. "

"The master of the nether world... the master of the netherworld?"

"The Nether has no master, but in the Nether, his strength is indeed the strongest. It is not a bad idea to call himself the Lord of the Nether."

"I have another question, where did this crazy blood come from?"

"Among the demons in the void, the most powerful one is the source of all demons. We call him the ancestor of evil spirits! If we can kill the ancestors of evil spirits, we may be able to solve the disaster of the void from the root. Unfortunately, this is very difficult. Difficult, at least we tried our best at the beginning, but it was only severely damaged and sealed."

"The drop of crazy blood in your body should be from the ancient Xuanming sword. The sword master of the ancient Xuanming sword was a sword master. He used all his strength to deal damage to the evil ancestors with the power of the Xuanming sword. But the blood of the evil ancestor stained the Xuanming ancient sword, causing it to fall into a state of madness, which is the reason for the destruction of the sword world."

The saint on the other side said lightly.

It also solved some problems for the sake of clarity.

He talked for a long time with the sage on the other side.

And the other party was very friendly to him, almost answering every question.

(End of this chapter)