Chapter 457: Sky Crack

"Where is this place?"

Wang Ba slowly opened his eyes, but saw only darkness in front of him.

Looking up, he saw a strange rooftop with intricate and exquisite patterns.

On the roof, there were murals full of primitive style.

Wang Ba took a glance and roughly saw the content of the murals. It was a "chicken egg"-shaped existence that gave birth to a placenta, and then in the placenta, a series of strange monsters and people were born one after another.

The sun, the moon, a strange man with thousands of palms, an old man with a towering head, a person covered in scarlet, a well, an ugly woman... a black bear, a gate, etc.

There are so many that it is hard to describe.

In addition to these murals, there is nothing in front of him.

Wang Ba was slightly stunned.

He only remembered that he was watching Han Yanzi's soul fighting with the wordless jade tablet in the temple of the spiritual platform sea of ​​consciousness. Seeing that both sides were exhausted, Han Yanzi's soul suddenly exploded and rushed towards him...

Fortunately, it seemed to trigger the "substitute death magic".

When he woke up again, he came here strangely.

But at this time.

He suddenly heard a subtle voice coming from below.

"... Welcome back to the throne of the God!"

"Huh?"

Wang Ba was stunned and looked down subconsciously.

He saw dozens of tiny figures like ants kneeling on the ground below.

Even though they all bowed their heads, Wang Ba seemed to instinctively see through the tension and excitement in these people's hearts at the moment.

"Fourth-level incense monk?!"

Wang Ba's eyes condensed!

He reacted quickly:

"The Yin God's throne!"

"I have come to the temple of the Yin God vein of the Wan Shen Kingdom?"

"Han Yanzi... failed to occupy the Yin God's throne?"

At the same time, he vaguely felt that somewhere, countless creatures seemed to be praying to him, no, to "Him"...

Countless mortal whispers echoed in his ears.

Sometimes clear, sometimes vague.

It all depends on whether he is willing to listen and respond.

"It seems that I am already a Yin God...I should be the weakest god among the evil gods, about the same as the Nascent Soul."

A sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.

When his mind swept over, he found his "body", which was now a statue of a very special material.

In his heart, all kinds of wonderful uses of the third level of "The Great Dream of the Yin God" emerged for no reason.

It was as if it was instinct.

The next moment, his heart moved.

The dim temple suddenly bloomed with a dreamy white light.

Then a figure shrouded in divine light slowly walked out of the statue.

With every step, a crimson lotus blossomed, and there were bursts of wonderful music in the hall.

He looked peaceful, his eyes were deep, and he slowly said:

"Everyone get up!"

Below.

The Great Elder of the Yinshen Vein and a group of cultivators heard the voice of the 'Yinshen', and they were relieved immediately, and then they couldn't stop being excited.

Is this the divine voice of the God?

How mysterious!

How holy!

More importantly, with the return of the God, they finally got their hard work and were about to get through it!

Everyone got up quickly.

The Great Elder looked respectful and excited:

"The God has returned, Sha Hui has already prepared sacrifices for the God... Please enjoy them to your heart's content!"

Although they had completely forgotten everything about the God, enjoying the sacrifices was the most enthusiastic thing for all the gods in the entire Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods.

So as early as before when the statue showed signs of revival, they had tried their best to collect a group of mortals to come.

However, what puzzled them was that the figure hanging high above the monks, shrouded in divine light, said calmly:

"No hurry... Sha Hui, you come forward."

The elder Sha Hui was stunned.

He did not dare to hesitate, and quickly slowed down his speed carefully and respectfully, stepped on the void, bent his body, and walked step by step like climbing a ladder, and walked under the figure shrouded in divine light and whose face could not be seen clearly, and then stopped, not daring to take another step forward.

He bowed his head and knelt on the ground:

"Please give your orders, God."

In the divine light, a red palm slowly stretched out, and in the surprised and envious eyes of the people below, it gently pressed on the head of the elder.

The immortal stroked the head, and tied the hair for immortality.

The elder was shocked, and suddenly a thin book page appeared in his mind.

There were five big characters on it:

"The Yin God Dream Sutra"!

His heart was pounding!

"The lost Yin God's method! Our cultivation is saved!"

I couldn't wait to open the page, but the next moment, this volume of "Yin God's Great Dream Sutra" was quickly shrouded in fog and disappeared.

In his mind, the high and mysterious voice of Yin God echoed:

"You are not sincere, so you can't comprehend. You still need to sharpen your skills... Go!"

The great elder Sha Hui was stunned.

This... God's teachings have this condition?

Other temples don't have this saying!

But before he could understand.

He felt a shock in his sea of ​​consciousness.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that the figure of God shrouded in divine light had turned into a stream of light and was thrown back into the statue.

"What is this situation?"

Sha Hui felt confused and couldn't understand God's thoughts at all.

But he didn't dare to question it, so he had to get down with doubts and carefully left the temple with the monks.

At the same time.

In the statue, Wang Ba was in a heavy mood.

"The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods has grown to this point... Three God Emperors... Seventeen Lord Gods, nearly a hundred First-Class Gods..."

"Most of the fighting force has been sent to the Kingdom of Chen!"

"But their nests, in addition to Huangji Continent, are also in Jingyuan Continent!"

In a flash, he wove an illusion and searched the soul of the Great Elder of the Yinshen Vein who worshipped him.

The result of the soul search shocked him, and he immediately lost interest in continuing to explore here.

"We must go back immediately and tell the sect this news!"

"But how to go back..."

Confused in his heart.

And at the moment this thought arose.

He felt a shock all over his body.

The next moment, he opened his eyes and found himself in the temple in the sea of ​​consciousness of the spiritual platform.

And his statue body was constantly absorbing a large amount of pure soul power in the temple.

Except for a small part from Wang Ba, most of it came from Han Yanzi.

After being filtered by the Yinshen statue, there was no trace of Han Yanzi at all.

The soul loss in the battle with Han Yanzi was also recovering rapidly.

Not only recovered, but even significantly improved.

Wang Ba let the Yin God statue absorb the power of the soul, but his eyes fell on the wordless jade tablet that seemed to have lost all its power and was floating slightly in the temple.

"Elder Xun..."

Wang Ba's mind moved, and the wordless jade tablet quickly shrank and fell into the palm of the statue.

The light on it was dim, just like an ordinary jade.

He couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He had just witnessed the battle between Han Yanzi and the wordless jade tablet. How could he not know that the so-called defection of the acting leader was just a self-torture trick jointly performed by the leader and this elder Xun.

The target was naturally Han Yanzi.

If it weren't for the secret hand left by this elder Xun that consumed most of the power of Han Yanzi's soul, he would have to go through some twists and turns if he wanted to occupy the Yin God position.

Thinking of this, his mind moved slightly, and a ball of colorful light surrounded by countless whispers fell into his hands.

This was the incense and fire thoughts that Bing Daoren stripped away after he endured the power of incense and fire.

Even if he used the "Taishang Lianqing Jue" and "Bingpo She Shen Zha" to refine it, he could only refine a part of it, and still left a part of the purest thoughts. Even Bing Daoren would stay away from these thoughts.

The two were originally one. Considering the existence of Han Yanzi, Wang Ba got this group of purest thoughts from Bing Daoren and prepared to give Han Yanzi a big gift.

However, due to the intervention of Xun Fujun, the end of this battle for the throne was much faster than he expected.

"I don't know how Elder Xun is doing."

Wang Ba was a little worried, but then he buried these worries in his heart, and his consciousness quickly separated from Yin Shen and left Yin Shen Temple.

Return to Yuanying.

At this moment, he immediately noticed the abnormality in his body.

His consciousness quickly probed into the source of the anomaly - the middle dantian.

After a glance, he immediately flew out of the secret realm of the beads.

But just as he left the secret realm, he suddenly felt something and looked towards the eastern sky.

...

Silence!

Countless miserable ghosts turned into a huge skull above the bloody valley. Countless black strange lights shot out from the dark eye holes, covering the figure of Xun Fujun.

Xun Fujun's figure was like smoke, and he narrowly avoided these countless black strange lights.

However, the next moment, a huge gray ghost claw stretched out from the air, and grabbed Xun Fujun angrily at the moment he dodged!

The precious light hit Xun Fujun's body at a very fast speed, but he was completely unable to break free.

After the ghost claw, Han Yanzi's hair flew in anger, his face was cold, and full of extreme murderous intent:

"You blocked my way to ascend, so I'll pay with your life!"

Before he finished speaking, his soul flew out and blessed the ghost claw, and an unimaginable amazing power fell on Xun Fujun in the ghost claw.

Bang!

After just a moment of delay, the treasure light burst.

Under the combined power of the ghost claw and the soul, Xun Fujun instantly turned into a broken octagonal box.

"Huh?!"

Han Yanzi was stunned:

"Soul division?!"

Then his face suddenly darkened.

"To be able to hide from me... I'm afraid this person's use of the way of soul and spirit is the first person in Xiaocang world!"

The way of soul and spirit is profound, and the deeper you go, the more branches there are.

Even Han Yanzi had to admit that, not counting the gap in realm, Xun Fujun's attainments in the way of soul and spirit are still better than his.

"But... I didn't just cultivate the spirit!"

Han Yanzi's eyes flashed with murderous light!

The ghost claws spread out, and a trace of the spirit was quickly extracted from the broken octagonal box.

It was quickly absorbed by Han Yanzi's soul.

Not long after.

"I found you!"

Han Yanzi's eyes were slightly cold:

"You are there!"

The next moment, his figure disappeared instantly.

Dayan.

Outside the original demon sect.

A moon-white figure walked on the official road, his eyes seemed to penetrate the formation outside the original demon sect, and he remembered everything bit by bit.

"As expected of the original demon sect, four perfect incarnation cultivators are defending the three continents outside, Shangguan Ren and Liang Qiuyu are hunting the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods, and there is still a perfect incarnation cultivator guarding the sect. Is it the seriously injured Gong Qianqiu... With the strength of the original demon sect and Han Yanzi's means, the cultivators of the three continents should have been wiped out by them long ago, but they have been left until now. It seems that the cultivators of the three continents are also within his calculations."

The Yuebai figure looked solemn.

At the same time, he also arranged a teleportation formation in his hand without leaving a trace.

The formation fell into the ground and disappeared quickly.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something and turned his head to look in the southeast direction.

"Huh? Discovered?"

His face was a little solemn:

"It seems that I have to leave..."

He did not hesitate and immediately turned his head to fly away.

However, the next moment, he stopped.

He looked at the opposite side with an extremely solemn look.

There, a gray-haired old man was looking at him coldly.

The breath filled with anger was like a volcano about to erupt, brewing an unprecedented blow.

Xun Fujun couldn't help but sigh:

"Senior Han came quite quickly, it seems that I underestimated you."

"You didn't underestimate me, but it seems that you have other plans, so you would rather take this risk."

Han Yanzi said coldly.

Xun Fujun's eyes were as calm as always:

"As expected of Senior Han, your eyes are as sharp as a torch."

He gently pinched a precious light.

It seemed like a signal.

The next moment, outside the original demon sect in the distance, a violent mana fluctuation suddenly erupted!

The Buddha's light shook.

Totem beasts exuding blood and evil auras, and cold emperor puppets appeared around the Primitive Demon Sect...

Han Yanzi's face suddenly darkened, staring at Xun Fujun:

"You brat! You actually let all the monks from the three continents in!"

Xun Fujun looked indifferent, and his figure floated back:

"I think the senior should be able to handle it, so I won't get involved."

Han Yanzi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly he spoke:

"Even if you stop me once, what does it matter? I only need to go to your Wanxiang Sect and kill the young man who occupies the position of Yin God, and I can still become Yin God!"

"All the monks in your Wanxiang Sect must be sacrificed by me! No one can escape!"

Xun Fujun's eyes were slightly cold, and his figure could not help but pause.

And in this moment.

Countless ghosts suddenly flew out of Han Yanzi's body, quickly locking the surrounding space.

His face was grim, staring at Xun Fujun:

"I won't give you another chance!"

However, what surprised him a little was that there was no fear on Xun Fujun's face.

"Is it another soul fragment... No, it's definitely the main body."

Han Yanzi was confused, but it didn't affect his actions at all.

The ghost quickly shrank the space around it, and the ghost claws pounced on Xun Fujun.

The wind blew, blowing Xun Fujun's robe.

At this moment, his eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the blue and pure sky, and his tone was calm, like an ancient well:

"The calamity of my sect is really you."

"If I let you use the power of the Refining Void level at this moment... Will my Wanxiang Sect's human calamity be overcome?"

Han Yanzi's pupils shrank: "You..."

An octagonal box that was very similar to the one just now flew out of Xun Fujun's sleeve.

It was quietly opened.

One after another, the faces of Xun Fujun were almost the same, but with different emotions on their faces, and the phantoms of the soul flew out of the octagonal box.

As soon as countless ghosts approached, they could not help showing joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock.

They stopped where they were and did not move forward.

Han Yanzi's eyes showed a hint of doubt, and he quickly raised his hand. Several ghost claws grabbed these phantoms, but they passed through their bodies.

Instead, they walked towards Xun Fujun one by one and merged with him.

And every time they walked in.

The aura on Xun Fujun became stronger.

Behind him, faces of people who were happy, laughing, sad, angry, frightened or terrified appeared one by one...

Xun Fujun's calm voice also sounded:

"The way to refine emotions is to be emotional, so all irrelevant emotions have been extracted by Xun and nurtured until now. Once they return, they will cause Xun's way of emotion to collapse..."

"But at the same time, it will also release the spiritual power accumulated for many years."

"Senior Han... If you don't try your best, I'm afraid you are not Xun's opponent."

Before the words fell.

Xun Fujun had disappeared on the spot.

Han Yanzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a black long banner covered with scales quickly condensed behind him, barely blocking the laughing face shadow of Xun Fujun!

However, the next moment, a face shadow full of anger roared and hit the long banner again!

Ping!

The long banner rolled!

In the long banner, bursts of roars rose.

However, Han Yanzi had to hold back his anger, suddenly grasped the long banner, and retreated violently!

"He can't hold on for long! No need to fight him!"

He changed his mind and retreated faster.

However, Xun Fujun stood in the distance with a smile on his face.

This smile seemed to have a magical power, and Han Yanzi's heart also rose with a strong sense of joy.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Not good!"

Han Yanzi was shocked.

The next moment, a playful face flew out of Han Xiangzi's smiling face and quickly wrapped around him!

"Senior Han, take action."

Xun Fujun's indifferent voice kept echoing in his ears.

"roll!"

Han Xiangzi's old body shook violently!

The smiling face was immediately shaken away, and he quickly swam back behind Xun Fujun.

"Senior, aren't you going to take action? Not only is Xun here, but there are also monks from the Three Continents who are besieging your Demon Sect's protective formation. These monks from the Three Continents are not very skilled in Taoism, and they don't know the heavens, but their numbers are not small either. With the combined efforts, we may not be able to break through the formation... I'm afraid that senior's plans will fail a lot..."

"Shu Zi!"

Han Xiangzi shouted lowly, but the emotions in his eyes quickly calmed down.

The Demon Sect does not pay attention to restraint of mind.

But he has been practicing for so many years, and has long been in peace.

He quickly stabilized his emotions to avoid being seized by Xun Fujun with his seven emotions and six desires.

At this moment, he was fully focused on defense and completely ignored the changes within the sect.

After all, he is a Void Refining monk. Even if he cannot use the power of the Void Refining level, his understanding and vision of the realm are still there after all.

Under full defense, although he was a little embarrassed, he still managed to persevere.

And not long after.

The smiling face behind Mr. Xun Fu suddenly disappeared.

The intensity of his aura also quickly dropped a little.

"I told you, I won't give you another chance this time!"

A sharp look flashed in Han Xiangzi's eyes.

He originally wanted Xun Fujun to live until the day he ascended and become one of the last nutrients for the blood unicorn.

But Xun Fujun's difficulty was far beyond his expectation.

It's not that it's very strong, but that it happens to be stuck at an important node in his plan.

He had to kill him!

Xun Fujun replied calmly:

"Senior, please kill me."

Han Xiangzi made no reply, and the anger in his eyes flashed away.

soon.

The 'angry' face behind Xun Fujun also disappeared with a 'bang'.

Also dissipated was part of his own love-refining path.

The breath is declining again!

This time, his pressure on Han Xiangzi finally no longer existed.

The anger in Han Xiangzi's eyes finally stopped concealing it.

He suddenly grasped the long flag and shook it hard!

Countless ghosts roared and crashed towards Mr. Xunfu!

This time, even though Mr. Xun Fu tried his best to dodge.

However, the way he practiced was damaged, and his condition also declined significantly.

He was hit instantly, and the precious light on his body was shattered one after another.

Han Xiangzi was good at fighting, how could he miss this opportunity? His magic power exploded, and his soul flew out first. He raised his hand to find the ghost claw and grabbed it towards Mr. Xunfu!

boom!

A thick treasure light shone on Xun Fujun's body!

"Yuyang Drum?"

Han Xiangzi sneered.

The ghost claws closed quickly!

"The Wanxiang Sect has existed for too long, and it's time to disappear! Let's start with you!"

The Baoguang shrank rapidly, and on the Yuyang Drum, a shadow of a boy in white was faintly revealed. But at this moment, the usually indifferent face was full of effort and regret:

"What a shame! For such a small amount of spiritual stones, now my life is at stake!"

Xun Fujun, who was protected by Baoguang, held the octagonal box in his hand, but his brows furrowed in a rare frown.

"Is it still impossible to eliminate it after all..."

"Get rid of this shit! If you don't think of a way, you will die!"

The boy in white cursed angrily.

However, Mr. Xunfu just frowned and said nothing, as if he was still thinking.

In just a blink of an eye, Baoguang has almost reached his body.

Han Xiangzi's eyes calmed down.

Over the years, his hands have sent away countless talented and beautiful monks.

Although there are very few such as Xun Fujun, in the end, a dead opponent is a good opponent.

Killing the possible dangers was his biggest lesson after suffering for so many years.

And just at this moment.

Han Yanzi suddenly noticed something, and the ghost claws couldn't help but freeze.

He subconsciously looked towards the eastern sky.

Immediately his expression suddenly changed!

There, a huge dark cloud stretched across the sea, covering the eastern sky as far as the eye could see!

"This is...the calamity of ascension?!"

Han Xiangzi stared in that direction blankly.

Then, like waking up from a big dream, I felt my heart was cold:

"It's Ye Cangsheng from Huangjizhou!"

"He, he actually escaped the tribulation first!"

"It's obviously not the best time yet... He, how could he! How dare he!"

When the breath of heaven and earth is at its weakest, it is also when the thunder calamity in the Kokura world is at its weakest.

If you want to ascend and leave this world, this is the best time.

And once someone crosses the tribulation first, regardless of success or failure, the fetal breath of heaven and earth will be affected and become disordered.

If those who come after want to transcend the tribulation and ascend, there will be a lot of uncertainty.

And for people like Han Xiangzi who have been waiting for countless years to ascend, even the slightest risk is unbearable.

It's just that the disaster of ascension has been triggered at this moment. Unless Ye Cangsheng dies, the disaster of thunder cannot be stopped at all.

After feeling the brewing power of this ascension calamity, the anger in my heart became much heavier.

"This calamity of ascension is indeed far beyond the limit that we can bear... But the blood sacrifice of the monks from Dajin, plus the blood unicorns cultivated by Sanzhou should be able to stop it."

"This Ye Cangsheng deserves to die!"

Han Yanzi couldn't help but clench his fists, a rare loss of composure.

If he came to overcome the tribulation, the tribulation of ascension would have been solved steadily, and the remaining thunder tribulation of Xiaocang Realm would also be resisted by the evil gods of the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom.

The possibility of success is almost 80%!

But Ye Cangsheng got there first.

Hateful!

Just as he was resentful.

There was a sudden change in the sky!

Above the huge dark cloud, there was another layer of gloomy tribulation cloud, which quickly gathered.

The coverage area was so large that it was not inferior to the tribulation cloud of ascension.

The two layers of tribulation clouds then overlapped and merged, turning into an astonishing tribulation cloud that covered most of Xiaocang Realm!

There was a thunder tribulation breath brewing in it that made him tremble all over!

And what was even more amazing was.

Behind the tribulation cloud, the endless sky seemed to be transparent. Through the layer of boundary membrane, it seemed that the infinite boundary sea outside Xiaocang Realm and the boundary domains could be seen...

"This..."

Han Yanzi was stunned.

The calamity of ascension and the thunder calamity of the Xiaocang Realm... merged? !

His face turned pale instantly!

And at this moment.

From the depths of the distant eastern sky, there came an extremely angry and sad roar!

"Damn God, I sacrificed all the descendants of the gods just for today! But you deliberately sent down a thunder calamity that will definitely kill you!"

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

"Since you won't let me leave, I will make you completely fall into the realm of death!"

"Let all living beings and this world die for me!"

The moment the voice fell, Han Yanzi and Xun Fujun saw only a giant figure standing upright, wearing a golden dragon robe, with a face full of despair and extreme anger rising rapidly from the eastern sky.

Two palms that were like the sea hanging from the sky fiercely penetrated into the calamity cloud!

The flesh and blood disappeared quickly, but the pair of white bone hands still penetrated the calamity cloud and inserted into the transparent sky behind the calamity cloud!

After a short silence.

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang in the ears of all living beings in the world!

Han Yanzi finally reacted!

His face changed wildly:

"Quick! Stop him! Once the boundary membrane is broken on a large scale, even if it does not become a dead world, it will be downgraded..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

He suddenly woke up!

Ye Cangsheng is a cultivator of the Refining Void Realm, and his realm is even higher than his. Who in this world can stop him?

The next moment, in Han Yanzi's almost dull eyes.

The giant figure tore the sky curtain with both hands!

Revealing a dark chaotic sea of ​​boundaries, and the stars formed by the realms in the depths of the sea of ​​boundaries...

The giant still did not give up.

His head hit the sky heavily!

A dull sound resounded throughout the Xiaocang Realm.

Then, the sky began to collapse piece by piece, and huge black holes appeared one after another.

Large clumps of chaotic liquid-like substances slid down from the hole...

Han Yanzi stared at the sky in a daze.

"The sky is falling..."

"The sky is falling!" (End of this chapter)