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You come?

Black impermanence flashed, but he didn't speak.

Xie Qi thought deeply:

"Feng Shentai?"

An Qisheng builds the Five-Party Sealed God Terrace, and he will naturally not be unaware of it.

He could vaguely guess what An Qisheng wanted to do, but he didn't know what it would do.

"How difficult it has been to feather, since ancient times, there have been many cultivators in the past 100,000 years, and how many people have gained the way? And even the featherers have to remove their shells and leave them as naked as they came. Times, how can it go with the world? "

An Qisheng looked calm.

This world is special. It is not a simple continent. It is more difficult than imagined to move it. Not to mention, he has no clue to the reason of universe replacement.

Even if Gu Changfeng can perceive a chance for a universe replacement in the future, it is unknown what he has replaced.

What if it was replaced by the solar system?

What if the large starry sky, including Xuanxing, is replaced in this world?

The sentient beings in this world are miserable, and the sentient beings are also innocent.

"Three hundred years ago, once the disaster came, there were only a few survivors in the world who could survive. Hundreds of millions of sentient beings would be buried, and then there would be no chance ..."

Black impermanence stares at An Qisheng:

"Everything in the world is divided into black and white. At extraordinary times, it is necessary to do extraordinary things ..."

"Extraordinary times, doing extraordinary things."

An Qisheng nodded his head, agreeing, turning his eyes, with a strong will that cannot be changed:

"Neither, let me try."

"Three hundred years, how long will you take?"

Black impermanence sighed helplessly, but took a step back.

He did not like to force others, but this person deserved to be the person valued by the Fujun. After 90 years, he had already had the power to fight against them.

Unable to force it, he had no choice but to force it.

"Why three hundred years?"

An Qisheng looked into the void and said quietly:

"March, it's enough ..."

His eyes were faint, seemingly endless in the mist, seeing the poles of the sky far away, and seeing the blockades of gods.

"March......"

Heichang Chang murmured to himself, this is clear, this Andao people are clearly prepared.

But faintly was also a little shocked.

He was connected to Xie Qi's origin at this time, and naturally he could know what Xie Qi thought and thought, and he knew all the things that happened when this Ando came to this world.

But because of this, he felt a little shock in his heart.

It's only ninety years, and it hasn't even really entered the realm of destiny, but it is already planning for the "God of Heaven".

What kind of courage is this?

"that......."

After being silent for a while, Xie Qi spoke up again:

"But what do I need to do?"

March is not a long time for anyone. He who has been waiting for thousands of years will not care about this area for three days.

If things don't work after three months, he has no reason to refuse.

Call ~

An Qisheng's eyes converged, and he turned it around, and a simple and mysterious little altar was exposed to the eyes of two impermanences.

"This altar ..."

The black-and-white impermanent eyes condensed at the same time, and their vision was top in the world, and there was no doubt that the extraordinary aspect of this altar.

"Not an ordinary product ..."

"Non-things ..."

The two spoke at almost the same time, and there was a surprise in their hearts.

Even if there is no contact, just a glance, they can feel the rank of this altar is extremely high.

Similar to them, the treasures that made them unpredictable have only seen one thing in their lives.

That is the Nether Core, the volume of the book of reincarnation of life and death.

Could it be that the Ando people came to this world by virtue of this thing?

"What do you want to do?"

Black Impermanence frowned slightly.

As for the altar, they will not be unfamiliar. They have tried many times to use this method of offering sacrifices to obtain the response from the altar.

Even now, there are many people in the world who are worshiping the Nether Nine Eight Kings and the two of them.

But this altar is most likely not something from this side of the earth. Once the sacrifice is made, what kind of things will it lead to?

Call ~

An Qisheng tossed it, and the altar suddenly fluttered in the wind, and in an instant it had turned into a height of 100 feet, and it fell suddenly on the gate of the ghost city:

"Sacrifice!"

Hum ~

The altar stands above the tower, and the dim rune lines on it glow like a scarlet light, creeping like living creatures, and the haze surrounding it is swallowed into it silently.

"It's so evil!"

Black impermanent gaze looked at it, only to realize that once the trace of mist was captured by the altar, it completely disappeared into the nether world.

This is unreasonable.

This is because the spirit of heaven and earth, and the grievances of grievances and grievances, cannot be completely eliminated, whether it is the practitioner's vomiting or the nether traction.

But it is transformed into another form. In essence, they still exist between heaven and earth, and only increase.

But at this moment, that yin qi really disappeared in the altar!

"Who is this altar, the worshiper?"

Xie Qi's pupils also shrunk.

"There are no worshipers on this altar. Its body is actually a side scale. The altar is nothing but its external appearance in this side."

An Qisheng is also looking at this altar.

In the ninety years since the beginning, this altar has become more and more evil. Of course, this is not the evil of this altar, but the items he sacrificed through this altar are not good.

From the white-boned demon, the different evil Taoist, to the emperor's tenth prince, which one is not the most extreme evil?

Naturally, this altar looks evil.

"Balance ..."

Hei Changchang gently chewed these two words, and moved his heart, capturing important information:

"Then I can think that if the world and the world are placed on it together, it can be moved away?"

"That's what it says, but it's not realistic."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He had divided a ray of divinity through this balance to capture the coordinates called the barren realm, but a complete bone-boned demon, where he arrived, had only one head left.

If heaven and earth are sacrificed, not mentioning the reaction of the celestial prince and the emperor, I am afraid that the continent has collapsed without waiting.

Not to mention, is there any exchange for the other side of the altar at the end of the altar ...

"What do An Daoyou take out this side altar?"

Black impermanence took back his eyes.

At this time, he was really a bit unpredictable, what An Qisheng wanted to do.

"If things can be accomplished, please invite the two to sacrifice together the emperor's ten deities at an appropriate time ..."

An Qi grew up standing in the sky and stepped into the sky.

"If it doesn't work, then let me exchange!"

exchange?

Hei Wuchang's heart moved, and the color changed, and he was about to speak, but Xie Qi held his hand.

The latter shook his head slightly:

"Let's watch it change."

Rumble!

An Qisheng stood in the sky, while his clothes were hunting between the wind and the roar, a huge roaring sound like a thunderous explosion burst out from under the earth!

In an instant, the thousands of miles of earth around the ghost city shattered.

Then, like a sudden eruption of a volcano that has accumulated hundreds of millions of years.

Thousands of indescribable divine lights traversed the sky, pierced the heavy mist, and illuminated the entire ghost world for a while.

For countless years, the demon who have never seen such a strong light, under the strong divine light, like the butter in the fire, quickly melted into the void.

Even though it was the rough seabed of the deep sea, the huge dragon head raised high, could not help but bowed his head, and issued a painful and tyrannical roar:

"Gu Changfeng!"

boom!

The Divine Light runs through all directions, intertwined, intertwined, and hidden, revealing a huge scroll that seems to encompass the entire ghost world.

The volume of the book was dark yellow and extremely simple. At first glance, I wondered how many words appeared faintly on it, and it seemed that there were ten million changes every moment.

Even though the book is ubiquitous and visible everywhere, more people stared at it, but they couldn't see even one character on it.

But indistinctly, everyone who saw this book had an illusion that life and death could not help themselves.

Moreover, not only the ghost, but also the world, there are lights and shadows, which shocked some people.

"Reincarnation of life and death!"

In the boundless ocean, a flat boat drifted with the waves, and an old monk wearing a hat, sitting on the wall, suddenly looked up and saw the huge scroll, and his heart trembles.

This book is clearly the supreme treasure that the legendary Nether Mansion King used to control the life and death of all souls, the reincarnation!

According to legend, it is precisely because of this treasure that the Nether Mansion Lord was able to give reincarnation.

In the two millennia after the disappearance of Nether Mansion, I do n’t know how many people have ventured into Nether. There are some people who want to follow Nine Mansion ’s footsteps.

"Reincarnation Reincarnation ..."

The old monk muttered to himself.

Since the disappearance of Nether Mansion King, this volume has disappeared, and no one can drive it. For two thousand years, there has been no reincarnation between heaven and earth.

And at this time, it is reproduced.

what does this mean?

Is the return of Nether Palace?

Or the ultimate choice?

Call ~

As the mind turned, the old monk sat down on the boat, and suddenly he had cut through the boundless sea and disappeared into the void.

Midland, Eastland, Westland, Northland ...

A despotic tyrannical existence, no matter where he is or whether he is closed, was suddenly shocked ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After seeing this ancient book by various means, they were all shaken.

Can't help but break through.

They all came to the nether, but they all gave birth to induction, and they only felt the opportunity, if they missed it, there was no possibility of going forward in this life.

boom!

Bang!

The ghost city shook violently, the surrounding earth rolled like waves, and the broken room was built around the entire ghost city, but a more solemn and grand altar slowly rose up.

This altar occupies thousands of miles, and the whole body is black and black, as if condensed by the heaven and earth to the evil to evil spirits, exuding a terrifying atmosphere that makes people want to be crazy.

The altar rises at a seemingly slow speed, but in fact it rises at an extremely fast speed, which happens to hold An Qisheng's body.

And that book originally ‘Reincarnation of Life and Death’ that hangs over the altar.

A slap fell into his palm.