Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 470: The Immortal Realm

Almost at the moment when the tenth month appeared in the sky of the Jiuyin Realm, outside the rapidly petrified corpse of Zhu Jiuyin, the old man in black robe was hidden in the mist, sitting cross-legged and meditating. His body began to tremble violently. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood was still bright red when it spurted out, but it soon turned into black. When it fell on the ground in front of him, it made a sizzling sound. The old man's face was pale, without any blood color, and even on his forehead, it could be seen that I saw an area the size of a fingernail turned black.

And the blackness is still spreading slowly, and a stench emanates from this black area, like rot.

"What a powerful curse..." The old man said hoarsely to himself, his voice weak. The moment he said these words, the black mark on his forehead had expanded to cover his entire forehead.

The rotten stench became stronger and stronger, and the old man's expression changed. He raised his right hand to make the seal, and pointed it fiercely at the center of his eyebrows. But the moment his fingers touched the center of his eyebrows, his body trembled again, and he spurted three mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Transform into an immortal, immortality merges with age, the changes of time!" When the old man said these words with difficulty, his hands quickly pinched the marks in front of him, and kept tapping on his body. The dark spots on his face had already faded. It expanded, covering his entire face, and spreading towards his neck.

As he said those words, and as he pinched his seal, the old man's body quickly dried up, and almost in the blink of an eye, he turned into a mummy.

The mummy looked hard. Sitting there cross-legged, the black spots on the face did not continue to spread due to the dissipation of vitality. After a while, there was a clicking sound coming from the dried corpse transformed by the old man. Then a crack appeared between the old man's eyebrows. The crack suddenly expanded and two palms came out from it. When it was torn apart, there was only a click sound.

On the mummy of the old man, the cracks were torn open from the inside, revealing two complete arms, and behind the arms, a middle-aged man who looked about forty or fifty years old!

The man's whole body was wet, and it felt as if he had emerged from the dried corpse. As he continued to tear it open, his body suddenly walked out of the old man's mummified corpse.

This middle-aged man looks very similar to the old man in black robe, as if he was the same man many years ago.

However, in terms of breath, this middle-aged man was much weaker than the old man in black robe. After walking out, he was breathing heavily, but there was a smile on his lips.

"Destiny has been perfectly trapped in the realm of immortality. My mission has been successfully completed. I only need to wait for the master's clone to arrive to make great achievements...···

And although this curse is strong, it can't do anything to me. I've been sure of this for a long time... eh? "When this middle-aged man was talking to himself with great pride, his expression suddenly changed drastically, because he clearly felt that there was a black spot appearing between his eyebrows!

The middle-aged man looked frightened. He raised his right hand and subconsciously pressed it on the dark spot between his eyebrows. He touched a piece of sticky substance. When he lifted it up, some sticky black threads were pulled out, and the stench of rot hit his face.

"The magical power taught to me by my master can even avoid the heavenly catastrophe. This curse of Zhu Jiuyin, actually..." The middle-aged man's expression became more and more frightened. He quickly sat down cross-legged and used the same magical power again. His body quickly turned into a mummy. A crack appeared between the eyebrows of the mummy, and spread instantly in the center of his body. A low roar came from the crack, followed by a strong man who looked to be in his thirties. , crawling out of the crack.

The cultivation level in this mature man's body has fluctuated, and he has become a lot weaker. His appearance is similar to that of the old man in black robe, but he looks much younger, but... between his eyebrows, the black color is still there at the moment he walked out. The spots appear again, like the marrow entering the bone!

This place is very strange at this moment. If anyone else sees it, they will be shocked. Next to the strong man, there are two mummies with large cracks in the center of the body. One is an old man, still keeping his legs crossed. You can look carefully. If you look at it, you will find that his body is empty and is nothing more than a human shell.

As for the middle-aged man with his legs crossed, he was also a mummy, and his body was also empty, like a layer of skin.

The middle-aged man beside him looked pale, and his eyes showed disbelief and overwhelming fear.

"Damn it, how could this happen!! I've obviously been completely separated from that ray of consciousness before, so I won't be affected too deeply, but..." The strong man shivered, and the dark spots between his eyebrows expanded a bit. , now it looks like the size of a baby’s hand.

"I must find a way to resolve this curse as soon as possible!! Curse, damn it, I don't know much about this ancient and strange magical power, how can I resolve it!!" The strong man's face turned pale, and he jumped fiercely. He galloped straight into the distance. As he moved forward, he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and the black spots on his face became larger.

He didn't mention it here for the moment, but within Zhu Jiuyin's body, which was now petrified, the rotting flesh and blood, as well as the remains, were all solidified and turned into gray blocks.

Whether it's Zhu Jiuyin's eyes or those ferocious beasts, it's all like this, especially the area around its head. In the silence, there are two huge stone sculptures, one of which is a snake dragon, and the other is a Su Ming's Nine Infants Hanshan Bell.

They maintain the same movements as before petrification, and their expressions are fierce. They are in a life-and-death battle. Even if they are petrified now, when they look at them, they can still feel the fierceness coming towards them.

The huge mass of flesh that existed here before and spread outward has now become a stone sculpture. Next to it, Su Ming stood there, his body motionless, his eyes closed, and his body had turned to stone.

What was petrified was that everything about him, including his clothes, hair, etc., looked no different from a piece of stone. Even the tenacity in his expression was clearly solidified and lifelike.

There are also little snakes and the incarnations of the black-robed old man's spiritual consciousness. Now they have all become stone statues. In the petrified Zhu Jiuyin's body, the existence of these stone statues makes this place full of weirdness and death... ···

The only thing that is not petrified is the head of the beautiful woman floating in the air. It has lost all its breath, its eyes are open, and there is no light of life in it. However, if you look carefully, you can faintly see that in its right eye. Inside, there was a weak vortex slowly rotating.

That whirlpool is Zhu Jiuyin's realm of immortality! That whirlpool is the pride of its life! That whirlpool was the source of its pride even though it was extremely weak when facing the threat of the old man in black robe!

Zhu Jiuyin's lineage can die, but even if he dies, it is not something ordinary people can threaten. Even if he dies, he will choose to die being devoured by his own clan!

Anyone who tries to influence its thoughts will be subject to its powerful curse, the kind of curse that will still make people fearful even if it is dead!

It lives by devouring its own kind, because it believes that only it can make the Zhuyin lineage exist forever. But if fate encounters a kindred that it cannot devour, then it will be willing to use everything it has to bless its kind... newborn!

All this is because of... the same race!

All this is due to... the special inheritance of Zhuyin's lineage!

In the vortex of his right eye, if you magnify it countless times, you can see that there are countless illusory figures inside, among which there is one...

Yes, Su Ming!

His figure was erratic, looking like a wandering soul, his eyes were gray, there was no trace of consciousness in them, only endless confusion.

He has no consciousness, like his soul is sleeping and cannot be awakened. At this moment, he is not even instinctive, he is just drifting in this vast world.

Around him, there were a large number of wandering souls floating forward on the earth like him. They seemed to number in the thousands. Almost all of them had gray eyes, no consciousness, no instincts, and some were just... that With a shrill roar, he complied forcefully...

Directly in front of their group of wandering souls, there was a soul shadow whose body was obviously stronger than the other ghosts. There was not much black energy coming out of this soul shadow's body. From a distance, a fierce evil was blowing towards his face. His hands Although the eyes are also gray, there is a hint of intelligence in those gray pupils.

Following his shrill roar, a large group of innocent souls behind him approached one after another, and each one was caught by this powerful evil soul and sucked dry directly. After hundreds of innocent souls were absorbed and devoured by him, there were more souls in the distance on the ground. A sharp roar came, and then, you could see thousands of innocent souls appearing in the place where the scream came from. The leader was the soul of a big man with a grimace and a black energy lingering all over his body.

This is how the war between enemies begins.

When Su Ming opened his eyes, his consciousness was not yet awake, but there was a sharp pain like tearing all over his body, making him grit his teeth and not scream out. This kind of pain is like the body becoming a leaf, being torn apart bit by bit, and finally torn apart, and then being grasped tightly, like the body is shattered into pieces.

Under this pain, if he screamed, he might not wake up. Because he endured this severe pain, his eyes, amidst the indescribable pain throughout his body, seemed to have mobilized all their strength, as if There were countless voices roaring in his ears and in his soul, constantly shouting!

It made his originally open eyes have the illusion of opening again, and they opened suddenly!

The moment he really opened his eyes, he saw the pale sky, the white earth, and the fragmentation of this world that had lasted for countless years...···

I’m about to board the plane and I don’t expect to get home until after 11pm. I finished writing this chapter at the airport and will resume updating tomorrow!

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