Chapter 683: Originally a Fairy

The dry black earth was undulating. A ruin in the east occupied an area of ​​160,000 miles, shaped like a semicircle, just near the edge of this filthy space.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the ruins of the sect, which was far greater than the great sect in the virtual world, seemed to be split in two. What they saw was the half in the filthy space.

There was a mountain gate standing outside the ruins. It was rotten into mud, and three words could still be vaguely recognized, Dongyang Palace.

Under the white moonlight, outside the ruins of Dongyang Palace, four Taoist artifacts of the four major forces, Tianchan Palace, Emperor's Palace, Blood Spirit Sect, and Yuehou, were suspended in the air.

More than 300 immortals entered the ruins of Dongyang Palace. In addition to the immortals and Buddhas sent by the four families, the Shangguan clan spirit clan was driven to the forefront.

The quasi-leader of the family became a puppet of the evil Buddha, and the elders suffered heavy casualties. The immortals of the Shangguan clan became the pathfinder.

Among the more than sixty Shangguan immortals, Shangguan Ya was wearing a torn red robe, her figure remained graceful, but her expression had lost its past charm.

The other Shangguan immortals were similar, with a depressed look, trembling with fear, and pausing every step.

They entered the mountain gate for thousands of miles, and the surrounding palaces, pavilions, mountains, rocks, and even roads all matched some mysterious formations.

Although everything was rotten into mud, no palaces or pavilions collapsed, and the spirit beasts that turned into mummies on the roadside were fuller than the mummies in other ruins.

When they came here, their spiritual consciousness could not extend out, and their vision of the outside world was also blurred.

"Uncle, we can't go any further." Shangguan Ya looked at the middle-aged man in blue in front of her, with sadness in her tone.

Less than three miles ahead, on every path, she saw other immortals and Buddhas who died suddenly, humans, monsters, beasts, demons, and even evil spirits were dead.

The bodies of every dead immortal and Buddha were intact, but their spirituality was gone. It seemed that their spirits had been taken away, and they were completely empty shells.

The middle-aged man in green clothes was the only living two-body immortal of the Shangguan family, and the eldest elder of the Shangguan family.

"If we don't find something useful, they won't allow us to retreat. If we stay here too long, we will die of exhaustion. We can only fight to the death and explore forward."

The man had a calm face, and there was no hatred on his face. He pointed to one of the dozens of paths ahead.

There were more than a dozen empty shells on this road. At the end of the road, there was a living person walking forward. His experience was similar to theirs, but the difference was that the person was chased and fled here.

The person he pointed to had a fierce expression, and there was an evil golden crow beside him. It was Liu Feng's first filthy body.

"Follow him, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"Listen to my uncle, as long as there are clan members who can get out alive, there will be a chance to revive the family in the future."

Shangguan Ya and other clan members surrounded the great elder, and a group of more than 60 people followed behind Liu Feng's evil back.

Ten miles behind, the immortals and Buddhas sent by the four families did not look better than the immortals of the Shangguan family, because they were also pathfinders.

All the disciples sent in died, and only the level of true immortals and true Buddhas could come in.

At this time, more than 40 deacons of the Blood Spirit Sect and 16 Blood Spirit Sons were traveling together.

The short figure in the middle was particularly conspicuous, with a ponytail behind his head. It was the Blood Spirit Son Zhou Wan.

With the benefits obtained in the world of gods and spirits, this woman successfully transformed into a Gu Immortal. Although her strength was stronger than that of ordinary True Immortals, she still ranked behind many Blood Spirit Sons. She could not avoid any bad luck.

There was also a Blood Spirit Sect immortal who was a pathfinder. She was stronger than the deacon immortal and other Blood Spirits who ranked lower, so she could walk in the middle.

"Sister Zhou, look, two more deacons are missing." A dark-skinned and plump Blood Spirit suddenly turned his head to the right.

Zhou Wan's face was gloomy. She glanced sideways and found that the two deacons were stiff in place, and she had no idea how they died.

"This place is not a place where immortals can enter without permission. The elders should have come in. We came here to try our luck with our lives. It's lucky that we can survive."

"Speaking of this ghost place, except for the mummies, there are empty shells that died in recent years. Why do I feel more and more familiar with this place as I walk."

Cursing the elders of the Blood Spirit Sect in her heart, Zhou Wan muttered to herself.

The dark-skinned sister beside her nodded and said, "Sister Zhou, I also felt strange after coming in from Tianyin Mountain, as if I had been to this world before."

Zhou Wan shook her head, her eyes fell on the Shangguan family in front, and then looked at the evil body of Liu Beast following Shangguan, and said in a deep voice: "We will take this road too, follow them."

All along the way, the other three families were hanging behind Shangguan. The path was tortuous and deep, and there was no formation left, so it was unobstructed.

However, as they went deeper into the inside, when they came to the 60,000-mile point, the Blood Spirit Sect, the Imperial Girl Palace, the Tianchan Palace, the Yuehou clan, and the Shangguan family, only half of the more than 300 immortals and Buddhas who came here were left.

While she was worried, Zhou Wan saw the evil body of Liu Beast leave the path and turn into a decayed hall.

Based on the experience gained by each family in these years, the immortals and Buddhas who entered the hall were 99% dead, and even the elders were lost.

"Liu the beast's evil body is already a second-body immortal, and the evil spirit Golden Crow beside him is not bad either, maybe he can leave the temple alive... Let's go closer and take a look."

The Blood Spirit Sons and Deacon True Immortals, less than 30 in total at this moment, came to the temple gate with several other families.

Looking into the temple, all the immortals and Buddhas who survived here couldn't help but brighten their eyes. They saw a map made of flesh and blood on the wall of the temple.

Compared to the rotten and unclear murals elsewhere, this map of flesh and blood is clear and recognizable, and it is several methods of cultivation.

"Sister Zhou, let's write it down quickly. I think it will be enough to send these Dongyang Palace methods with the incarnation." The dark sister said happily.

While the others were looking at the blood and flesh atlas, Zhou Wan's eyes widened, staring at a dark room in the hall, where Liu's evil body was.

What surprised her was that there was a man in a Taoist robe in front of Liu's evil body. He looked middle-aged, with a Taoist hat tied high, extraordinary demeanor, and his facial features were somewhat similar to Liu's.

The middle-aged Taoist walked with his hands behind his back in front of the wooden frame, as if he was checking the classics in the alchemy room. His figure was as ethereal as smoke, as if he would disappear at any time.

After watching for a while, the Taoist walked out of the hall. Liu Feng's evil body followed him out of the hall without falling behind, ignoring the nearly 150 immortals and Buddhas who were sending themselves to die, and followed the middle-aged Taoist through the path and walked towards a riverbed.

The eyes of Shangguan and the four immortals and Buddhas flashed, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes. After hesitating, most of them stayed outside the hall to continue to memorize the method.

Less than 20 people followed the middle-aged Taoist, including the elder of Shangguan and Shangguan Ya, as well as Zhou Wan.

"Sister Zhou, don't go any further. We can just memorize the Dongyang Palace's method and we'll be done."

Zhou Wan ignored the call from her junior sister from behind, staring at Liu Chusheng and the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Based on her understanding of Liu Chusheng, her intuition told her that the middle-aged Taoist priest was definitely not a simple person.

As they walked along the path to the riverbed, the riverbed was sunken more than a hundred feet under the earth and had been dry for who knows how many years. There was no water, but a layer of evil flesh and blood.

Among the nearly twenty people who followed, six were at least one immortal, most of them were from the Shangguan family, and they were all whispering.

"It's not the obsession of the predecessors that can't attack us, and can't even talk. At most, it's just a remnant of ignorance."

"This Taoist looks very similar to Liu Feng. What kind of cause and effect are they involved!"

"Everyone, look, there are other remnants of predecessors walking on the riverbed."

Zhou Wan looked at the riverbed that was 300 miles wide and saw that the evil body of Liu Feng on the riverbed was gradually moving away.

"Remnants are ignorant and unconscious? No..."

As she looked, her eyes suddenly twitched and she saw that the middle-aged Taoist seemed to be leading the way for the evil body of Liu Feng.

Because of the arrival of Liu the beast, not only the middle-aged Taoist who looked like Liu Feng behaved differently, but also the other remnant figures on the riverbed were not right.

As if they were meeting Taoist friends again, they were nodding and greeting.

"I don't know which era these old guys are from. Their realm must be unfathomable. Maybe they are the former leaders... Are they all acquainted with Liu the beast?"

The more she thought about it, the more shocked she became. Her little face was both nervous and excited. She felt that she might bump into the birth of a treasure.

While looking at the seven remnants on the riverbed, Zhou Wan heard the originally silent palaces, pavilions and even paths, and there was a quiet movement.

It seemed that many people came and went, chatting and greeting each other, and it seemed that someone was sitting by the river and talking about Taoism.

In a breath, the surrounding movements changed from blurry to clear and audible. Zhou Wan had time to look at Liu Feng again, and her heart sank fiercely. Her whole face instantly turned pale.

In her pupils, green mountains and green waters were reflected, and a great road and immortal gate built among the mountains were reflected.

The ruins of Dongyang Palace in her vision were a dead place with no living people a moment ago. At this moment, it seemed as if time had gone back and all the decayed things were returning to their original state.

At the same time, the remaining twenty people nearby, as well as the more than 130 people who were carefully observing the flesh and blood map in front of the hall ten miles away, all showed horror on their faces.

Obviously, all the living people who broke into this place saw the changes in the Taoist Palace.

Without any signs, more than 40 of the more than 150 people stiffened their bodies, just like their dead companions when they came.

But at this time, it was clearly visible that those people's bodies were stiff, their souls left their bodies, and walked towards the flow of people in the Taoist Palace. In a blink of an eye, their souls dissipated, as if they were sucked into the bodies of the Taoist Palace disciples.

After realizing the cause of death of their companions, most of the remaining more than 100 people instantly turned into escape lights, each performing secret techniques, and fled desperately to the outside of the mountain gate regardless of anything.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The bodies of the Taoists fell to the ground, and the immortals and Buddhas who fled outside died one after another.

"Illusion, illusion, I can't see it! Don't kill me!" Zhou Wan was so scared that she stood by the riverbed, covering her eyes with her hands, not daring to move and run.

However, she vaguely realized that someone was pulling the corner of her clothes, and the soft voice of a girl sounded in her ears.

"Senior Sister Huijizi, today it is your turn to preach to the junior brothers and sisters."

Along with the voice, many footsteps approached, and it seemed that many junior brothers and sisters were coming.

In an instant, Zhou Wan felt cold all over, thinking of the familiar feeling when she came, she turned around and fled to the riverbed in fear.

Before she left, she saw hundreds of boys and girls standing by the river from the corner of her eyes, all looking at her.

But the next time she looked again, hundreds of boys and girls turned to the Taoist robe woman who was walking in the mountains.

The woman was in her twenties, with a fair face, delicate features, and a little baby fat on her cheeks, still looking childish.

But this young Taoist nun seemed to blend into the mountains and rivers when she walked over. She had clearly touched the great Dao, and at the very least, she was an immortal who had realized the Dao.

With a scream of "Ah", Zhou Wan was extremely frightened.

The reason was simple. She only needed to release the "Water Lantern" Gu technique to make herself bigger, and she would look 90% like the Taoist nun!

"Liu Chu... Senior Brother Liu, save me."

Zhou Wan desperately flew towards Liu Feng's evil body. As far as she could see, the Taoist Palace was no longer a dead place as before, and it was full of immortal atmosphere.

The dry riverbed in front of her was gone, the river was full of water, the river was winding and swirling, and in the center, a thousand-foot-long cauldron was swallowing and spitting out the sun's essence.

Liu Feng's evil body stood in front of the cauldron, and beside him was a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, and the Taoist was pointing his finger into the cauldron.

Zhou Wan looked again, the thousand-foot-long cauldron was emitting precious light and turbid air. It was a flesh-and-blood cauldron with countless corpses clinging to it.

This cauldron was undoubtedly evil, and it was alive!

The figure flying towards Liu Feng's evil body suddenly stopped, and Zhou Wan turned around and fled back.

When she was in a panic and didn't know which direction to escape, a strong breath appeared behind her.

In addition to several strange breaths, the four Taoist artifacts of the Blood Spirit Sect, the Imperial Girl Palace, etc. broke in together. In addition, the Taoist artifacts of the Qingxiao Palace and the Pantheon also rushed over.

There were a total of twelve escape lights, all of which were quasi-leaders or Taoist artifacts. The weakest one stepped on the sword formation, and it was suspected that there was an external force protecting the leader.

Many powerful beings broke in, but no one died halfway. One of them was a blood-colored moonlight that penetrated the sky and pointed directly at this side.

Zhou Wan didn't have time to see who was coming. The void in front of her suddenly fluctuated, and a young man in purple robes and purple hair stood in front of her.

Then, she was wrapped in the blood-colored moonlight, isolated from the outside world, which calmed her mind.

When she looked up, her appearance had changed a little. It was the original body of Liu the beast.

"Liu, Liu... Liu Lang, what is going on? I seem to have been here before, and there was also that Taoist nun..." Zhou Wan seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and shamelessly changed to a more intimate name like Yu Qiongzi.

Liu Feng's face could not calm down at this moment, and his expression was full of sighs.

Pupils appeared all over his body, looking at tens of thousands of miles of territory and tens of millions of disciples in the Taoist Palace.

He saw the fairy lady who looked similar to Zhou Wan and was called Huijizi.

In addition, among the disciples coming and going, there was a woman with a charming smile and a tall figure, who looked like Lu Yao.

There was a burly disciple who was practicing in the forest, who looked very similar to the third senior brother of the Worm Valley in the past.

There is a disciple with a beautiful appearance, but a male body, who looks like Ji Huan, a former enemy of his.

In this way, one familiar person after another appeared in Liu Feng's eyes.

He looked at the Dongyang Palace that seemed to have reappeared, and said indifferently: "So that's it! We are immortals! After death, we were sent to the false land to reincarnate... Who is the author of all this, and how did such a large immortal sect become extinct?"

This place belongs to the real immortal world, a corner of the complete land of the Great Dao, and Dongyang Palace is a large immortal sect in the immortal world.

Liu Feng saw many people who had a connection with him, both good and bad, including old friends and enemies who died at his hands.

In this half of Dongyang Palace alone, including Zhou Wan, Lu Yao, Zhu Li, and the androgynous Ji Huan, he found no less than fifteen familiar figures.

But he didn't see himself, maybe in the other half of Dongyang Palace.

However, one thing is certain, that is, in the real fairy world, he is also an immortal of Dongyang Palace, and his status is extraordinary.

Therefore, at this moment in Dongyang Palace, countless figures looked at him, respecting him as they respect the headmaster and the ancestor.

For example, Zhou Wan, the first disciple in Dongyang Palace, had many causal interactions with him in this life due to some strange circumstances.