The bean-like lights crackled, and the unpleasant smell of oil smoke filled the entire city of Death.

Kuixing's mansion is located in the southeast corner of the Wushen City, and covers a large area, which can demonstrate its status as a superior ghost.

In a not-so-large study, Yang Yu was flipping through the file under the lights.

"Nearly ten thousand years ago, the Lord of Heaven, the God Emperor, descended to the underworld and sat in front of the six realms of reincarnation for a long time..."

"Eight thousand years ago, the God of Justice fell on the eve of the collapse of the Heavenly Court, and the three-pointed two-edged sword fell on Fengdu Mountain, and Zhou Jueyin Heavenly Palace was destroyed in the disaster wave..."

"Hundreds of years later, the Emperor of Fengdu disappeared, and the five ghost emperors, the four great palace kings, the various Yamas, and the lords of the prisons..."

"For thousands of years afterwards, the forces of all parties have tried their best, and their purpose is self-evident. It is the six realms of reincarnation that are shrouded in fog and have been seriously damaged..."

"As rumored, this mysterious realm is a place where the Emperor can attain enlightenment, and the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals was born here...

Are the broken pages of the Heavenly Book?”

...

Looking through the file, Yang Yu felt a little calm and had confirmed the era he was in at this time.

"On the eve of the complete destruction of the six realms of reincarnation!"

The destruction of all kinds of gods and Buddhas was called a symbol of the great catastrophe change by later generations.

The great way hides, the Mount Sumeru collapses, the stars are extinguished, the heavenly court collapses, and the six paths of reincarnation are destroyed...

Every big event means the deepening of the catastrophe.

"According to the records in the Ten Thousand Immortals, before and after the collapse of the six realms of reincarnation, all the great masters of magical powers completely disappeared in the eyes of the world..."

Yang Yu sorted out the records of this period of time in the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals, and occasionally sensed the gluttony tripod.

After this tripod came to this mysterious realm, it trembled at times, not strong, but it seemed different from the ordinary.

"The rest of the book of heaven is in the underworld?"

In the room, Yang Yu sat quietly for a long time, and the warning signs of life and death in the dark made him feel throbbing from time to time.

[......... After more than a hundred years of cultivation and planning, you have successfully played with the Eight Extreme Lords, killed the Taoist Mieqing who was threatening to you, and also felt the death of the Nine Heavens Killing Tong...]

[......Under the intimidation of all kinds of mysterious spiritual treasures, you suddenly entered the purple mysterious realm. When you want to practice here, refine the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals, you can also perfectly enter your own path to the eight extremes of saints...]

【You... are dead!】

What is reflected by the magical powers of the future is still the news of his death. It seems that just as Mr. Ma and Zhang Xuan predicted, no matter how hard he struggles, he seems to be doomed.

There is a great horror between life and death. He is not a saint and has not seen through life and death, so he naturally cannot remain calm.

Yang Yu is not afraid of death, which does not mean that he does not want to live.

Over the past hundred years, he has made countless attempts.

It includes, not limited to differentiating thousands of incarnations, or being sent back to mountains and seas, or being placed in various mysterious realms, or even changing into many Longquan masters, smelting the incarnations of the Seven Arrow Books, etc.

However……

"Are you in a doom?"

Yu Yang slowly closed his eyes.

Buzz ~!

As his thoughts change, there will be a ray of light in the sea of ​​mind, and countless streams of light intertwined into different pictures.

Whether it is the underworld, the world of the world, the mysterious realm, or the dragon spring realm, there are even more pictures that flow intermittently in the mountains and seas...

The ever-changing magical uses are fully displayed at this moment.

He seems to have tens of millions of perspectives here, and he can sense the movements of various places and even enemies.

"The Taoist of Heaven, the King of White Elephant, the Buddha Heaven, the Cui Yu of Wanshi Tianzong, Yang Xuangan, the Prince of Gan, and the Blood Demon Taoist of the Blood Prison and the Dao of Hedao..."

Sensing the information from many incarnations, Yang Yu felt cold.

Holding one-third of the authority of the Ten Thousand Immortals, he naturally knew the attraction of the "Six Paths of Reincarnation Mysterious Art Realm" to many Eight Extreme Lords of the World.

In this world, there are only a few people who hope to break the limit of the title of Venerable, and most of the Eight Extreme Lords are not sure of this.

But if one can obtain the mystery of the six realms of reincarnation, one may be able to live out in the second life like the great emperors. The temptation is self-evident.

only……

"I haven't seen the Lion God King, the kingdom... The Taoist of Tianzong seems to be in this future..."

After thinking for a long time, Yang Yu's eyes fell into one of the pictures.

It was a small temple. In the temple, Han Jiu, who was wearing brocade clothes and was quite graceful, worshipped with incense.

Wow!

In the next moment, his will had descended on that incarnation along the trajectory in the dark.

"Swish!"

A ray of divine light burst out instantly.

"who?!"

Han Jiu was alert and retreated, but saw the statue of the god on the stone platform bathing in the light and standing up like a living person.

"Official?"

After being shocked, Han Jiu's heart eased, but his expression was quite excited:

"Stattoo, your old man is finally back, villain, villain..."

"The dignified martial arts sect leader does not have to call himself a villain in front of anyone."

Yang Yu walked out of the light, looking at Han Jiu whose temples were white, he felt a little moved:

"Thank you for the hard work over the years."

Nearly two hundred years have passed, and Han Jiu has not yet been able to break through that line of difference and become a human immortal.

But as the leader of the Martial Fighting Sect, he had countless disciples under his sect, and he could also say that he had a high position and a powerful position.

But at this moment, my eyes couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"No, no hard work..."

Han Jiu looked excited and even choked.

In the past, he regarded this sage master who had changed his life as an immortal, but as his martial arts practice deepened, he felt that the sage master in front of him was as wonderful as a god.

Longquan has never had a "Tao technique" that can transform the worldly mortals and compete with the master of supernatural powers.

"You haven't achieved the Ten Capitals yet?"

When Yang Yu walked to the temple gate, he could sense the entire city.

This is naturally not Qianshan City.

The Wudou Sect naturally developed under the protection of Wanshi Tianzong, but later it naturally moved out of Qianshan City.

Today, this city is located on a large island in the endless seas. This city is the location of the Wudoumen Mountain Gate. Millions of households in the city are all disciples of the Wudoumen disciples.

The many cities on this large island, and even hundreds of islands in the nearby island groups, are all spheres of influence of the Wudou Sect.

Among them, there are even more than twenty mysterious skills.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Shidu, it's really not easy."

Han Jiu's expression was a little dim.

Unlike martial arts, diligent practice can be improved with the help of elixirs. The path of immortality is ethereal, and the fortune is far greater than one's own efforts.

With the powerful force of the Wudou Sect, he had already entered the soul of the Taoist fruit a hundred years ago, but until now, he has not yet found the life map, let alone been promoted to the Ten Capitals.

"The fundamentals of the cultivation of immortal paths are actually just one sentence, 'If you want to achieve the fruit, you should do your way first'."

Yu Yang shook his head in his heart.

Why is the Ten Thousand Immortals called the No. 1 treasure of cultivation? It really has too many experiences in the major in practice.

However, there are some things that I can't do even if I know them.

“Yes, yes…”

Han Jiu agreed, not daring to refute. Seeing what the audience wanted to say, he hurriedly said:

"Statistics Master, our Wudou Sect now leads tens of millions of people, with more than 700 branches distributed in the East Wilderness, the South Ridge, and even the Northern Territory, and the endless mountains..."

"Not only the Martial Dojo Sect, but some mortals who have not entered the Martial Dojo Sect but have practiced martial arts, also regard you as the God of Martial Arts..."

Han Jiu suppressed the excitement in his heart and reported to Yang Yu about the grand occasion of the Martial Dojo Sect.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the Martial Dojo Sect is now almost prosperous. Although there is no strong rank master, the disciples of the disciples can even be compared with the Tianli Sect.

Martial arts are far more widely spread than the so-called doctrine of "preserving the principles of heaven and destroying human desires". There are even many martial artists in the principles of heaven and earth.

In a nutshell, the incense here is extremely popular!

After listening quietly, Yang Yu nodded, took out a booklet and handed it to Han Jiu:
To be continued...