Chapter 1155 Sacrificial Netherworld

Nether will never have light.

Absolutely Youyin is absolutely dark. Back when some people's cultivation was still low, it was difficult to see the Netherworld clearly without the special effect of someone's blood.

So there is no day and night, never the same.

The only thing that can judge the time a little bit is that the aura of Chenshi is a little fresher, but the dark Yin Yin gives people the illusion of aura, floating in the void.

Beautiful, but also cold.

Living in this kind of place for a long time, Qin Yi's face was pale and ghostly like when Qin Yi first met Meng Qingying.

It wasn't cute at all back then, and it was pretty bad.

The monks cultivated in this kind of environment generally have some psychological problems... Meng Qingying looked back on her back then, and compared with the present, the changes are really great. The second is... Falling in love with Qin Yi has warm feelings.

She didn't want to do things that Qin Yi didn't like, and gradually became cute and kind.

Maybe some people think that it is not Meng Qingying anymore, it is no different from others, it has become Qin Yi's pendant... that is the natural convergence of personality and group convergence when choosing to be a part of a group, others don't understand this kind of convergence Meaning, what does it matter?

She knew that she could still be Meng Qingying. Like the others around him, the nostrils are not so big, and the wise people tacitly.

Before Qin Yi, she had never felt the warmth from other people, not even from Daoist Yu... the coldness of the battle for succession, she had narrowly escaped death, she stood out, and Daoist Yu inherited it according to the contract... but it was an obligation, a The proper procedures for sect inheritance, such as the relationship between master and apprentice, are too lavish.

But it is undeniable that the inheritance of kindness and righteousness still exists. These twenty or thirty years of monopolizing power and having all the resources should be appreciated, even if it is just a reincarnation of the previous life...Meng Qingying still feels that she should treat her master better, at least not at will. It would be wrong to casually think about killing this time bomb.

I see how charming Qingshan is, but I expect Qingshan to see me like this.

This time Master concealed a lot of things, which made people feel very weird... But she still gave Master enough trust and did not go to the bottom of it. She believed that Master was not blind and would give feedback.

Maybe it's just wishful thinking, and the result of this kind of fool is indeed often disappointment... But everyone is a fool, so let's be a fool again.

The most gratifying thing is that Qin Yi fully supported him, without even the slightest objection or doubt.

As long as she thinks it's right, do it, and he will only try to help.

They are all fools.

Meng Qingying sat cross-legged on the high place of the altar, her long hair fluttered like a cloud without wind.

On the altar, the bloody texture became bright again, as if something was awakening.

The dragon's soul floated in the form of a ball in front of her, and there seemed to be a strange light and shadow distortion on the altar, like a painting slowly being stretched into an abstract feeling.

That is the spirit is merging into the plane.

The abyssal dragon is the original creature of the netherworld, and it was a creature of the overlord level of the netherworld before it was killed. This kind of soul is obviously very suitable for its use. Coupled with the many top ghost treasures that Yaoguang found from the heavens, it is very likely that this time it will become... I guess it is almost, after all, the level of this magic dragon has not reached the open sky, anyway, even if it doesn't work, Ju Yunxiu, who is hidden nearby, throws it. It is definitely enough for the picture scroll ghost to blend in.

Meng Qingying was fully confident that she would succeed this time.

Nether itself has never been the key issue.

But she still has a faint sense of uneasiness in her heart, and she knows that something will happen. Half of the mind is in sacrifice, and the other half is always vigilant about where the change is.

Not far from the altar, a palace is completely hidden in the void. This is not an invisibility technique at all, but a supernatural power of space phase. Tassel moved his Emperor's Palace from the Rift Valley to be everyone's mobile fortress, and everyone hid inside. , together with phase concealment.

Everyone can also feel the same uneasiness as Meng Qingying.

"Bang bang, can aliens sneak from the nether world?"

"The possibility of smuggling exists. After all, the Netherworld is split like this. There are so many void fissures. There may be one that can just pass through. But this kind of investigation is very difficult. I just want to find which fissure can be crossed. It can’t be found for thousands of years.”

Qin Yi said: "Can't people change the speed of time?"

Yao Guang shook his head: "Impossible, although he is also very proficient in time and space... But if such a crack corresponds to the void of the universe, it is everywhere in the universe. Who can cover such a wide change in the flow of time? If If he can do it, he has long been above Taiqing, everyone might as well wash up and sleep."

Qin Yi pondered: "At least it can prove that he doesn't have a lot of things in his mind that we can change the flow rate to practice?"

Liusu Yaoguang looked at each other, and said with some embarrassment: "Generally speaking...he doesn't think that we can cooperate so seamlessly."

"Cough... this is unreliable. Even if you don't think it, you probably have a plan? For example, guess that we have never recovered to the peak, but we have prepared what will happen once we recover?"

"Well... that's natural, he's not stupid."

Qin Yi cast his eyes on Meng Qingying's position, and said in a low voice: "In this way, this battle may not be easy..."

Tassel said: "That's another matter. He will always come in anyway to take a look. Sneaking into the Netherworld is the best way. He can directly avoid our core area and make troubles from the outside. Maybe there is no need to fight us, he thought." What we want to obtain is the root of this world, once we obtain it, we will run away, no matter how strong we are."

Yao Guang said: "If he can come in, there must be an inner ghost that has enlarged the space gap."

No one said a word, this kind of speculation had already been circling in everyone's mind, otherwise why would the whole army lie in ambush here... It was because they had already concluded in their hearts that Master Yu was about to jump back.

It's just that I can't bear to tell Meng Qingying that you arrest your master first... If there is no evidence and no evidence, it is "rather to kill by mistake", and everyone's three views can't be done.

Just be prepared.

As Meng Qingying's sacrificial ceremony proceeded, every break in the Nether Plane visible to the naked eye began to heal, just like the wounds of human beings were stitched up, and new flesh and blood slowly grew out, smoothing the gaps. scarred.

The Nether that fell apart slowly became one again.

And the void fissures that were originally spread between the plane fissures were also squeezed and disappeared one by one like bubbles, becoming less and less.

If it is completely complete, there will be no room for smuggling.

And as the dragon's soul merged into the netherworld, the long-exhausted Styx river bed seemed to have begun to flow. It was the aura river bed that began to melt water, from almost solid "dead water condensation" to living water again, starting from Wangchuan , Flowing to the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood is no longer a combination of withered flesh and blood, but gradually filled with blood, reaching far into the quiet sky.

Nether is about to "live".

"Not enough." Meng Qingying was quietly transmitting the voice: "I still feel a little weak, sister Yunxiu, I'm going to use that simulated Westward Journey to Hell, okay?"

Ju Yunxiu's sound transmission: "It's for your use, do I have to ask this?"

Meng Qingying said: "This imitation of Journey to the West is okay. It's mainly about your picture scroll. I'm a little reluctant to use it. I always feel..."

Before the words were finished, a gap that should have been eliminated suddenly expanded in the void in the distance.

The corpse of the abyssal dragon that was supposed to be disposed of by Vientiane Sen Luozong hovered in the void, roaring towards the sky.

Rocks collapsed in the void, like planets colliding in the universe, causing the entire Netherworld to shake, and the planes were crumbling, almost giving the illusion of being separated from the Three Realms.

The terrifying and incomparable energy, the strange meaning that is incompatible with this world, instantly diffused and filled the world.

Laughter seemed to come from people's ears, as if in the sky, as if in their hearts.

There was a little disappointment in Meng Qingying's eyes, but her expression was still calm: "The puppet replacement technique, the primordial spirit descends, and the aliens come."

"Boom!" The abyss dragon swooped down and headed straight for the altar.