Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 5 My Daochen Realm Chapter 1098 That Glance... (2) Second Update

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The Xuanwu Continent shook violently, and the Xuanwu beast that lifted up the continent roared to the sky. As the continent shook, above the Xuanwu Continent, the sky twisted, and a huge crack suddenly appeared as if an invisible hand had been struck. The great sword opened directly from the void, and countless lightning roared inside it, spreading outwards, tearing the crack apart more and more.

At the same time, in these three great realms, in the fourth true realm among the four great realms, in a vast starry sky, there are thousands of meteorites of different shapes floating there, and on each meteorite, there are A monk sat cross-legged.

These monks were very quiet, as if everyone looked the same, because their faces were all gloomy and indifferent, with a sense of gloom and murder that seemed to radiate from their bones.

Here is the mysterious fourth true world, which is unknown to outsiders among the four true worlds... the true world of spiritual prison! !

The mystery of this world, and even its name, is only known to a small number of monks in the other three true worlds. People only know that there are four true worlds, but even those who have walked through the three true worlds , and may not have been to the true world of spiritual prison!

It is many times more difficult to enter here than to enter the ruins of Shenyuan. Few people know why, but there is no doubt that the mysterious fourth true world is often used by monks from the other three true worlds. Words of concern.

There are all kinds of speculations and rumors, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false.

At this moment, these thousands of monks were meditating silently. Suddenly, in the starry sky in front of them, there was a shocking roar, and a huge crack was directly torn open, and there was also lightning swimming inside. Under this roar, at the moment when this crack appeared, the thousands of monks here suddenly opened their eyes one by one, revealing a look of indifference.

Especially at the front, there is a middle-aged man in purple robe, with a purple electric light reflection in his eyes. This man looks handsome. If Su Ming were here, he would be able to recognize this purple robe man at a glance. It's... the Master Zilong who had an encounter with Su Ming in the Fifth Oven, guarded the Fifth Overseas, and left halfway!

There is an old man next to him. This old man is wearing a blue robe and has an old face, but there is a fluctuation in cultivation that is beyond the purple dragon. The moment he opens his eyes, it spreads.

"Let's go." The old man glanced at the cracks in the starry sky and said calmly.

Next to him, Master Zilong immediately whispered yes and jumped from the meteorite toward the crack. Thousands of monks behind him flew out and turned into thousands of rainbows and headed straight for the crack.

The old man in blue robe stepped into the crack at the end with a calm expression.

At the same time, in the Daochen Sect, on the White Tiger Continent and the Suzaku Continent, huge void cracks appeared while roaring. The two cracks were torn apart at the moment, and lightning roamed inside them. Opened, penetrated... the Yin Sheng True World, the Underworld Emperor True World!

In the Yin Sheng True Realm, in a starry sky full of cold air, there are huge ancient bronze swords, as if they had just been dug out of a giant's grave. The decay and cold air emanating from them seemed to be like this. There is a resonance in the starry sky.

Compared to the thousands of people in the Fourth Realm, there are obviously too many people in the Yin Sheng Realm. At a glance, the editor can't see the ancient bronze swords here. There are nearly one hundred thousand, each one There are dozens of monks on the ancient sword, making there millions of monks here.

Such an army may be nothing to a true world, but if it just goes to visit the canonization ceremony of another true world and dispatches millions of monks, then this matter...means bad.

Especially among the hundreds of thousands of ancient bronze swords, there are actually dozens of people who exude a powerful aura. There are even two old men among them. Their whole bodies are skinny, and the aura of decay is extremely strong, as if they are old faces. They couldn't even open their eyes, but the coercion emanating from them was so terrifying that the starry sky seemed to tremble.

Next to these two old men, there was an old man standing there with his head lowered. He was obviously much younger. If Su Ming could see this old man, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. He was... The great master of the living realm who was finally let go from the guarding forces of the Yin Sheng True Realm in the ruins of the source!

Such a powerful man was standing there like a junior at this moment, which showed how powerful those two old guys who seemed unable to even open their eyes were.

A few breaths later, as a huge crack in the starry sky ahead was torn open invisibly, as lightning traveled inside, the crack opened wider and wider. No one spoke, but ancient bronze swords , but a Changhong was drawn, and they all rushed towards the crack in an instant at extremely fast speed.

It seemed that they were worried that if they were too slow, they would not be able to step into Daochen Sect through such a crack. But the moment they rushed into the crack, a shocking roar spread violently, and under the roar, there seemed to be a sound. A layer of light curtain appeared directly in this crack, preventing a large number of ancient swords from rushing in.

But at this moment, the two old men, whose eyes could not be opened, opened their eyes at the same time, revealing the green light in their eyes. The two raised their hands and waved forward directly, with a roaring sound. Earth-shaking, the light curtain was suddenly distorted and shattered directly.

In an instant, a large number of ancient bronze swords all rushed into the crack. In the blink of an eye, nearly 30,000 ancient swords stepped in. The moment when the following 70,000 ancient swords also rushed in, suddenly, the light curtain appeared again, This time, a human face appeared on the light screen.

It was a face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life. His appearance was exactly that of Yue Lao among the three elders of the Sun, Moon and Star in the Daochen Sect’s Zonglao Hall!

"Two old friends in Netherworld, don't get angry if something happens. There is always a way to solve it, unless you don't want to solve it and are determined to start a real war." A vicissitudes of voice came slowly from the face. .

The two Netherworld elders who came from the Yin Sheng True Realm, Yue Lao's mouth, snorted coldly at the same time, but they did not forcefully open the light curtain, nor did they insist on asking the remaining 70,000 ancient swords to rush in, but the two With a flick of his sleeve, the man rolled up the old man who had been guarding the ruins of Shenyuan before, and jumped straight towards the light curtain, instantly blending into it and disappearing.

The two of them didn't really want to start a real world war. Everything they did before was just a show, expressing anger and determination.

At the same time, in the Nether Emperor's True Realm, in this misty starry sky, as the fog rolled, there were Nether Dragons, silently breaking through the fog, and moving forward rapidly.

Looking around, the mist is like the sea. The ghost dragons are like giant beasts in the sea. The pressure spreads. There are as many as a thousand. On each ghost dragon, there is a monk sitting cross-legged. Each of these monks has a full body. They are full of strange death energy, but this death energy is not absolute, there is still life, but judging from their minds, they are not puppets, but living monks.

On the front of the huge Nether Dragon, whose body was obviously more than twice as big as the other Nether Dragons, were two people sitting cross-legged. The two people were a man and a woman. The man was handsome, wearing black clothes and a high crown on his head. , although his face was pale, there was an aggressive look in his eyes.

Next to it, there is a woman sitting. This woman has an expressionless face, but her face is extremely beautiful. Although she is sitting cross-legged, she can still see her graceful figure. She is wearing a purple dress and a tie on her head. The phoenix hairpin, the falling strands of hanging beads collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

Although beautiful, this woman's face was expressionless, especially the dimness and numbness in her eyes, as if she had lost her soul, and she seemed not to care about anything in the world.

Anyone who is familiar with this woman would have a hard time imagining that she was so eccentric a thousand years ago, with a silver bell-like laughter that was so full of happiness, and that eyes that narrowed when she laughed. The crescent moon showed out and showed cunning, making this woman full of agility.

Back then, she was a carefree girl, full of wildness and rebellion. Because she was dissatisfied with the marriage, she secretly abducted a somewhat stupid underworld dragon and escaped from the true world of the Underworld Emperor. In the process, she accidentally stepped into a place that changed her life.

There, she met a man, a man with a cold expression, but who made her want to provoke her, a man who was kept by her side and often teased, a man who... made her happy unconsciously. A man who had forgotten about his escape from marriage, a man who... made her finally willing to... block that blow for him! !

Thousands of years, for mortals, is ten lives, and they can forget everything about the past. But for monks, although thousands of years are also long, they cannot be forgotten. They just hide all the beauty in their hearts and go silently. recall.

It takes more than a thousand years for a monk to grow up and go from being happy to being as dead as he is now, with an expressionless face.

Back then, she was a little flower in the rain. The name of that flower was Xuan. She was still blooming in the rain, still smiling happily, waiting persistently for the sunshine to appear.

Today, she may still be a flower in the rain, but this flower has lost the sunshine and smile. She no longer blooms, but has forgotten the feeling of happiness. In the rain, she is no longer waiting for the sunshine, But...withering.

She sat next to the handsome man with a numb look on her face. Following the dark dragon under her, she headed straight into the starry sky in front of her. A huge crack appeared at this moment, heading towards Daochen Sect. Going to that place made her unforgettable. Her heart still felt tingling in the current numbness.

"Yuxuan, after passing this entrance, you will find Daochen Sect, Daochen True Realm. Even if you have just woken up, you will never forget... The more you don't want to come here, the more I will bring you here. , my fiancée.

It's a pity that that person is no longer in the land of death. I don't know where he went. If I can find him, that would be great. I will invite him to our wedding ceremony. "The handsome man turned around, smiled slightly, looked at the woman, and spoke softly -

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