Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Shuangjingyuan is two huge abysses located in the center of a plain called Taicangyuan on the north bank of Huangquan. It is one of the famous strange places in Huangquan.

These two places, with a radius of hundreds of miles, are unknown how many feet deep, and it is unknown when and why they were formed. Seen from a height, they are just two huge black hole-like abysses, both of the same size, as if surrounded by two black abysses. Like eyes, scattered on the ground.

The dark wind howls in the abyss all the year round, full of shrill and ghostly howls, frightening people's minds.

And as long as one enters under the hole, it will seem to enter another space.

Moreover, the scene in the abyss is no longer a black hole, but is full of upright light mirrors. These light mirrors are extremely weird, sharp and illusory, and they are obviously illusory things. But it is impossible to pass through directly, as if it is the hardest refining material in the world.

The monks who entered the double mirror abyss seemed to have entered a maze. Unless they could find a mysterious exit, they would be lost in it forever, and at most they could only shuttle back and forth between the two mirror abysses.

According to the monks who escaped by chance, the spirit of ghosts is extremely strong, but apart from these strange mirrors, there are no other resources for cultivation in the Mirror Abyss.Of course, besides being disorienting, there's not much danger in it, as long as you're not stupid enough to touch those mirrors.

Because of these characteristics of Shuangjingyuan, few monks have come to investigate.

On this day, there were two figures standing in the sky above Jingyuan, looking down.

"Brother Xu, if it wasn't for your guidance, I'm afraid I haven't found a new clue to the soul liquid yet."

The voice is old, vigorous and heroic.

The monk who spoke was an old man with white beard and white hair.Although his face was old, it was still sharp, with resolute lines and clear outlines.

His figure was extremely majestic, and against the backdrop of a tight-fitting black robe, his majestic and strong body was highlighted.Like a lion in its prime.

The most important thing is that this person, like Ye Bai, is also made of flesh and blood.

And if Ye Bai were here, he would have recognized at a glance that this old man was Qiu Zhen, the "Immortal of the Canghai" who entered the Netherworld from the Tianxu of Lihun Continent together with Taoist Yuelong.

Not seen for thousands of years, Qiu Zhen is still in the early stage of Lichen.However, compared to the leisurely look when he was in the water city of Xiangdu, he is now a bit more weather-beaten.

"Brother Qiu is too polite. I also heard by accident that there seems to be a drop of spirit fluid coming out of this place. If it wasn't for the monk who found the exit and left here, I was worried that I would lose my way again. If I didn't go to get it, I'm afraid there would be nothing left. .”

The voice is equally majestic and heroic, but it is older than Qiu Zhen.Much younger.

The monk who spoke stood beside Qiu Zhen.A gray-black mist shrouded his body, and he was a standard soul cultivator.

This person is as tall and strong as Qiu Zhen, wearing a blue robe.He looks like a young man in his 30s, with a thick beard and a slightly sloppy face, but his face is extremely upright, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his eyes are full of confidence and boldness, giving people an excellent impression .As for his cultivation level, it is in the middle stage of Lichen.

After finishing speaking, the man looked at Qiu Zhen with worry in his eyes and said: "Brother Qiu, although I told you this news, there is not much danger in Shuangjingyuan, but after going in, if you want to come out, But it is not simple. There are not a few monks who get lost in it. It is said that the exit, like those light mirrors, is undergoing subtle changes. It is not easy to find it. You really don’t want to think about it again. ?"

Qiu Zhen heard the words, his eyes shot out the color of determination, nodded and said: "I must go in, find the soul liquid, open the pupil of the psychic, and then find someone. This is the purpose of my coming to the underworld. In order to achieve it, I can even Give up training."

Hearing the words, the young man surnamed Xu knew that it would be useless to persuade him, so he sighed slightly and nodded.

Qiu Zhen didn't go down immediately, and the two talked about Shuangjingyuan again.

"Brother Qiu, after entering, you must not touch those light mirrors. It is said that the seniors who once had the starry sky period have been cut by those light mirrors."

The young man surnamed Xu finally exhorted.

Qiu Zhen nodded.

The young man surnamed Xu frowned again and said: "It seems that some guys have already entered before us. This matter is really weird. It seems that someone is spreading this news everywhere."

Qiu Zhen also frowned when he heard the words, but of course he couldn't think of the reason.

……

"I didn't expect Xu Zike, who has always claimed to be a decent 'hero', to be interested in Tongling Soul Liquid. Is he planning to kill them all, or is he practicing ghost magic?"

Qiu really wanted to go down, when suddenly there was a voice from a distance, the visitor obviously only heard half of what he said, thinking that the young man surnamed Xu was also going down.

The two turned their heads and looked towards the source of the voice.

The visitor was tall and tall, with waist-length purple hair fluttering sideways in the wind, a protruding nose and deep eyes. There was a playful look in his two eyes. He was a middle-aged man with a majestic face. On the back of the giant tiger, the black giant tiger seemed to have two wings growing from its ribs, stepping on the void, it was full of wind and clouds, and it was extremely majestic.

The purple-haired man, like the black giant tiger, has the middle stage of Lichen.

Huhu——

In two or three strokes, the purple-haired man was a thousand feet away from Xu Zike and Qiu Zhen. He patted the giant black tiger and signaled him to settle down. He first glanced at Qiu Zhen casually, then fixed his gaze, and looked Xiang Xu Zike, the two looked at each other with killing intent, as if they had some old grudges.

Beside Xu Zike, Qiu Zhen was swept away by the other party with contempt, feeling a little unhappy, but he also knew that although he was a Lichen monk who was respected as the ancestor on Haifengxing, after entering the Yellow Springs, he was separated from Taoist Yuelong. In order to find Taoist Yuelong and Honglei, he delayed his practice, and his time was long gone.

"Brother Qiu, you go in first."

Xu Zikron said aloud, with a smile on his face, still heroic, but his pupils shrank obviously.

"Brother Xu, here—"

Qiu Zhen is also an old man, so there is no trace of old grudges between Xu Zike and the purple-haired man across from him.

"Brother Qiu, can't you trust me?"

Xu Zike interrupted him lightly, and said: "Brother Qiu, go ahead, if you delay any longer, I'm afraid other monks who got the news will rush over."

Xu Zike's eyes kept falling on the purple-haired man and the black giant tiger opposite him, and his breath was already rising.

Qiu Zhen groaned slightly, nodded, and fell down.He has never been a procrastinator, not to mention that his new friend Xu Zike is really not a simple mid-stage Lichen monk, he can even be said to be extremely brilliant and full of genius.

Whoosh!

Qiu Zhen fell into the mirror abyss below, the artistic conception space barrier has been opened silently, and there is a dark blue light shield covering his body, full of his unique aura of guarding the heart of the Tao, obviously, entering the In the world of Huangquan, in order to survive, Qiu Zhen also reconsidered his artistic conception and supernatural powers.

"Uncle, don't go down—"

When it fell about Zhang Xu away from the surface of Jingyuan, a sound transmission of spiritual consciousness suddenly sounded in Qiu Zhen's mind.

"This voice is—"

Qiu Zhen was stunned, his eyes lit up, and it was too late to stop, and with a swipe, he entered the mirror abyss below.

……

After Qiu Zhen entered, only Xu Zike and the purple-haired man were left facing each other in the sky above Jingyuan. Of course, there was also the giant black tiger, just like his master, staring at Xu Zike viciously. What's the background.

Of course, the two of them could not hear the sound transmission of the spiritual sense in Qiu Zhen's mind.

"Xu Zike, I didn't stop your friend from going down, did I give you enough face?"

The purple-haired man laughed loudly and said.

At this moment, Xu Zike's complexion had darkened, he stared at the other party coldly, and shouted loudly: "Zi Huang, you and I fought six times before our lives, and we ended up together. Now that we have met, let you and I bet our own money." Soul, fight one more time, and completely settle the old grievances of the year!"

This stalwart man, nicknamed a hero, suddenly had both killing intent and fighting intent. He glared at each other, not knowing what old grievances there were between the two.

Before he finished speaking, Xu Zike's body was filled with the aura of Dao Heart Wheel.

"Perfect wheel?"

The purple-haired man opened his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "I want to see how much better your perfect wheel-running power is compared to my imperfect wheel-running power!"

On this person, the aura of Dao Heart Wheel also emerged.

Xu Zike reached out and grabbed a snowflake knife in the air, and took out a spirit treasure that looked like a snowflake knife. He didn't hold it in his hand, and he threw it with his hand. The glow, like a waterfall from the sky, splits straight towards Zihuang.

This knife is considered tyrannical!

After splitting out, between the sky and the earth, the wind howled, as if the sound of a deadly wind was raging.A distance of thousands of feet is like a short distance away!

"It's too slow, too slow—Xu Zike, is this the perfect wheel-running supernatural power you deduced? It's just a dream to kill me with such a supernatural power, haha—"

The purple-haired man laughed out loud, his figure flashed, and like a gray-black smoke, he easily avoided the sword light falling from the sky.

bang bang bang-

But before his laughter fell, the sound of an explosion suddenly sounded outside him. Sparks splashed all over the surface of the artistic conception space barrier, as if he had been hit by the most violent attack, but the blade just now had clearly landed on the mirror below. over the abyss.

boom--

After a loud noise, the purple-haired man and the giant black tiger were thrown backwards at the same time.

"How did this guy do it? What's the matter with this knife? Is it my hallucination, or this guy added time mystery to his supernatural powers?"

The purple-haired man's eyes were full of shock.

"What you see with your eyes is all illusory. What you can't avoid is the real killing move of me, Xu Zike! Zihuang, today you will definitely die!"

Xu Zike was obviously not a figure like the overlord of Chu. After the first strike, the second strike followed, which was more illusory than before. (to be continued~^~)