Chapter 1076
: Wheel Chapter Avenue
Thank you very much.
Yinjiao Daxian's gift was too heavy, and Liu Yi couldn't find too many plans to give Yinjiao Daxian a gift in return. The only way to give him a sword at that time was to end the cause and effect of the past.
Boom!
Rumble!
Many monks around were fighting endlessly, with every breath, every blink of an eye, some masters fell, and at the same time, countless monks got into the opening of the scarlet roulette.
As for whether there is any danger in the Scarlet Roulette, these practitioners all know.
The word chance is enough to make countless monks take risks.
Whether it's the Sword of Primordial Origin, Abi Yuantu, or the orthodox lineage of the half-step leader Xuehai Minghe, they are all opportunities to cause a sensation in the world.
Among the three, if you can get any one, you can benefit endlessly.
Liu Yi kept speeding among the monks, shifting shape and changing positions. At first, many monks chased him, but after chasing him, all the monks gave up one after another. After all, the most important thing this time is to seek opportunities, not to kill This is a descendant of Yinglong, one of the four ancient dragons.
If it weren't for the influence of the scarlet roulette, which made these practitioners unstable, I'm afraid this kind of mutual killing would never have happened here.
The longer you live, the more scheming you will be.
No matter any monk, he would cherish his own life. How could he fight and kill for some meaningless things, put himself in danger, and even die?
No one is that stupid.
Fighting and fighting, the monks who were fighting in a mess gradually calmed down. It seemed that the death of many monks had awakened their sanity.
Unknowingly, the cultivators outside the sea of blood stopped attacking and killing each other.
At this time, the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave flew over again, staring at the countless monks who were as dense as locusts and ants, only outside the opening.
"Junior Sister, it's time to use that magic weapon!"
Han Zhongli waved his banana fan and pointed to the countless monks who had calmed down slowly.
"Great!"
He Qiong nodded, and with a palm, a bright light flashed from the sleeve, showing the Palace Lantern of World War I, which was held in her slender hand.
This lantern has eight sides in total.
On each side, mountains, rivers and mountains are embroidered and painted, like a gate of heaven and earth, like the entrance of a world, from which one can see a corner of that world.
Eight sides and eight sceneries, called the Eight Views Palace Lantern, are treasures of the Eight Views Palace of the Supreme Leader, a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure, with extraordinary effort.
A total of eight beams of light, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and white, shone out.
Swish!
This method is somewhat similar to the five-color divine light of Taoist Kong Xuan, but it is quite different.
As long as the surrounding monks were illuminated by the brilliance, they immediately felt the sound of thumping from the blood-colored roulette, as well as the feeling of restlessness in their hearts disappeared.
"What a Shangdong Eight Immortals! Since you brought the Eight Views Palace Lantern of the Supreme Leader, why didn't you use this magic weapon early, why did you sit and watch us kill each other?"
"I have always heard that the supreme leader is unparalleled in virtue and can save all sentient beings better than the Buddha. Why are you so cruel to the Eight Immortals!"
"I heard that the descendant of the Great Master Xue Yu has appeared in the heavens and the world. I am afraid that the Great Master Xue Yu will return to the world one day. At this critical time, if we die or wound one more monk, our strength will be weakened by a point. , you Shangdong Eight Immortals are so cold and heartless..."
After the monks calmed down, they instead opened their mouths to reprimand the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave.
There are different opinions and hostility on his face.
"This move is my master's intention! Master has already calculated that the chance in the Nether Blood Sea is very likely to appear this time. Opportunity is something that has no owner, and only those who are lucky and unparalleled can seek it. Hand. But there are too many monks here now, good and bad mixed together. If you can't even resist the mere melody in the sea of blood and the pounding of your heart, what qualifications do you have to participate in the fight for opportunities? "
Lu Chunyang stood on the lotus leaf altar, nodded towards He Qiong, then glanced at the monks in all directions, and said coldly: "This move can be described as removing the chaff and saving the chaff, and it is a half-step for the leader of the blood sea to leave the world. A catastrophe for a monk. Now that fellow Taoists have survived this catastrophe, you should be happy, why bother meddling with rats and worrying about those who are dying?"
"Hmph! Talking is better than singing!"
"I didn't expect you to be so vicious and vicious because you are too close to the leader's lineage."
"If you say so, we will all become the people who should be robbed in the catastrophe. You, the Eight Immortals who went to the cave, have become a good person?"
"Could it be that we all monks are biting Lu Dongbin like dogs, and don't know good people?"
Although the monks were still angry, they didn't really have the intention to kill the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave.
After all, the Eight Immortals are disciples of the Supreme Leader, and this time they are following the Supreme Leader's will, so they cannot be easily offended.
It is rumored that the Taoism of Lord Xueyu is contained in the Sword of Primordial Mist!
If one obtains the Sword of Primordial Mist and the Daoist lineage, one may have a chance to cultivate into another Great Venerable, and by then, won't one be able to shock the world?As long as he cultivated to become a Great Master, even if he was an enemy of Patriarch Hongjun and the Dao of Heaven, he didn't need to be afraid.As for the several sect masters, how can they compare with Dazun?
……
Countless thoughts appeared in the hearts of the monks.
After being sorted out by the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern and resisting the sound of the blood-colored disc, the desires in the hearts of these practitioners became even hotter.
Liu Yi was too lazy to take care of these miscellaneous things. He had already squeezed forward with the torrent of monks, squeezed out of the opening of the blood-colored disc like oil residue, and only needed to squeeze for a while before he could enter the blood-colored circle. plate.In terms of cultivation, he is at the level of a sage, and he can be regarded as an upper-middle level among many monks. Naturally, he will not be the last to enter the Scarlet Roulette.
The monks huddled together and cursed before, but after venting their dissatisfaction, they became silent one after another.
This made the sea of blood terrifyingly silent.
Except for the sound of thud, there was no other sound.
God-man masters naturally don't need to breathe to survive, so they don't even have the sound of breathing.
At this moment, Liu Yi was several meters away from the opening.
At this moment, there is no need for Liu Yi to squeeze forward, the thrust of those monks galloping forward is enough to push Liu Yi into the opening.
The monks from all walks of life, who were originally illuminated by the demon mirror to show the original shape of monsters and ghosts, turned into human shapes again at this moment.
It's a pity that there is an invisible power around the bloody disc, which can force the practitioners to shrink their bodies again, otherwise all the monks will use the method of transformation, and the body will be reduced to the size of a grain of rice, or even the size of dust. Could it be that all the monks can fly into the mouth in an instant?
Although Styx is dead, his power will last forever.
This Nether Blood Sea, and the blood-colored whirlpool disk hanging here, seem to declare to all living beings that his Blood Sea Styx once existed between heaven and earth.
Boom!
A thunderbolt came face to face.
Just when Liu Yifei flew into the hole, he hit Liu Yi.
Inside this opening is a stairway, with a total of 99 steps. It seems to be carved from the frost after the blood freezes. The blood is gleaming and full of fierceness.
The thunder is as bright red as blood, it is the underworld thunder, but it is quite different from the thunder that appeared in the sea of blood before.Liu Yi released many magic weapons, even the source of ten thousand thunders, but they couldn't block the thunder, but the thunder hit him solidly on the body.
The thunder entered the body, but it didn't hurt Liu Yi's body, it rushed directly to the soul.
Rumble boom!
The sound of endless thunder resounded in the depths of Liu Yi's mind, shaking him so much that his mind was almost unsteady, and he was a little absent-minded for a moment.
When Liu Yi came back to his senses, he found that he was not in front of the steps, but in the vast void of the universe...
An unparalleled feeling of loneliness and loneliness grew in Liu Yi's heart.
It's just because the void of the universe is extremely dilapidated and extremely silent.
The stars far and near are actually broken things, and even the stars are incomplete, either split into two by the blade of a sword, or beaten to pieces by a magic weapon, or by a certain master. The mighty generation bit a gap.
There are also endless ashes of stars, suspended in the void of the universe.
The whole scene was extremely silent, as if the world had frozen, the galaxy, nebula, stars, world fragments, dust...all stood still.
Even broken and crumbling mountain peaks; the corpses of living beings, sections of rivers, sections of oceans, suspended in the void of the universe, as if frozen, motionless.
It seems that space freezes at this moment, and time stops at this moment.
Surprised in Liu Yi's heart, he looked around, but suddenly found that there was half a mountain peak suspended in the dust in the distance.
After taking a closer look, he found the words Xuantian Sword Sect written on the top of the mountain.
Among them, the word "sword" is the most familiar to Liu Yi. This word was written by Liu Yi himself on the Shenjian Peak when he was invited by his elder brother Ling Wanjian.
The top of the peak is barren, with no grass growing, and it is full of frost.
A monk, sitting at the end of the frost.
The Heavenly Dao River was shattered, and its [-] tributaries were also shattered... These fragments turned into sections of still rivers, like corpses from heaven and earth, suspended behind the monk, serving as the background.
Liu Yi took a closer look, and suddenly his eyes were startled, and he suddenly found that the monk turned out to be himself!
It's just different from Liu Yi at the moment. The Liu Yi who is sitting on the top of the peak already has white hair. Although his appearance is still young, his whole body exudes an undisguised wild and ancient atmosphere, which seems to be telling the mystery of the universe. Looking at his old age and loneliness, it only makes people feel that the hero is twilight, his long hair is like frost, and his loneliness is like snow.
Can't believe it!
Liu Yi's dao heart, which was originally calm in the ancient well, was also trembling endlessly, and he could no longer maintain the enlightened state of his dao heart. He immediately pinched his fingers, and at this moment, he had a faint feeling, a sign...
It seems that countless years later, he should really sit alone in the void like this, facing this scene of the stars being split, the ten directions being destroyed, and the void being broken.
This universe is dark and endless, and there is no other living beings except Liu Yi.
Without Wan'er, without Lu Ningshuang.
There is no Hututu, no Tanlang.
There is no Grand Master Xueyu, and there is no Tang Jiawen...
In the sky and the earth, the universe is prehistoric, and there is only one person.
Apart from this man, there is no living thing!
Apart from this person, there is no trace of life!
"Why! Why is this happening?"
The two roars in Liu Yi's heart woke him up, and he realized that he was still in the tunnel. As for the previous picture of the void in the universe, it was just an illusion.
In the process of falling into the illusion, he walked down the blood jade steps unknowingly.
At the end of the steps, there is a square, and at the end of the square, there are two gates.The gate has layers of carvings and patterns.
If you stare at these patterns for a long time, even a god-man will get stuck in them and cannot extricate himself.
There are already many monks standing in the square, but they have not entered the door, but are whispering to each other through the method of sound transmission, and they don't know what they are talking about.
A plaque stands in front of the two hundred-meter gates.
The inscription on the plaque reads: "Enter My Reincarnation Avenue and climb the 99 steps, you can get a glimpse of opportunity. Look at the ages, and see when and where the road of practice will end!"
Yinjiao Daxian's gift was too heavy, and Liu Yi couldn't find too many plans to give Yinjiao Daxian a gift in return. The only way to give him a sword at that time was to end the cause and effect of the past.
Boom!
Rumble!
Many monks around were fighting endlessly, with every breath, every blink of an eye, some masters fell, and at the same time, countless monks got into the opening of the scarlet roulette.
As for whether there is any danger in the Scarlet Roulette, these practitioners all know.
The word chance is enough to make countless monks take risks.
Whether it's the Sword of Primordial Origin, Abi Yuantu, or the orthodox lineage of the half-step leader Xuehai Minghe, they are all opportunities to cause a sensation in the world.
Among the three, if you can get any one, you can benefit endlessly.
Liu Yi kept speeding among the monks, shifting shape and changing positions. At first, many monks chased him, but after chasing him, all the monks gave up one after another. After all, the most important thing this time is to seek opportunities, not to kill This is a descendant of Yinglong, one of the four ancient dragons.
If it weren't for the influence of the scarlet roulette, which made these practitioners unstable, I'm afraid this kind of mutual killing would never have happened here.
The longer you live, the more scheming you will be.
No matter any monk, he would cherish his own life. How could he fight and kill for some meaningless things, put himself in danger, and even die?
No one is that stupid.
Fighting and fighting, the monks who were fighting in a mess gradually calmed down. It seemed that the death of many monks had awakened their sanity.
Unknowingly, the cultivators outside the sea of blood stopped attacking and killing each other.
At this time, the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave flew over again, staring at the countless monks who were as dense as locusts and ants, only outside the opening.
"Junior Sister, it's time to use that magic weapon!"
Han Zhongli waved his banana fan and pointed to the countless monks who had calmed down slowly.
"Great!"
He Qiong nodded, and with a palm, a bright light flashed from the sleeve, showing the Palace Lantern of World War I, which was held in her slender hand.
This lantern has eight sides in total.
On each side, mountains, rivers and mountains are embroidered and painted, like a gate of heaven and earth, like the entrance of a world, from which one can see a corner of that world.
Eight sides and eight sceneries, called the Eight Views Palace Lantern, are treasures of the Eight Views Palace of the Supreme Leader, a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure, with extraordinary effort.
A total of eight beams of light, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and white, shone out.
Swish!
This method is somewhat similar to the five-color divine light of Taoist Kong Xuan, but it is quite different.
As long as the surrounding monks were illuminated by the brilliance, they immediately felt the sound of thumping from the blood-colored roulette, as well as the feeling of restlessness in their hearts disappeared.
"What a Shangdong Eight Immortals! Since you brought the Eight Views Palace Lantern of the Supreme Leader, why didn't you use this magic weapon early, why did you sit and watch us kill each other?"
"I have always heard that the supreme leader is unparalleled in virtue and can save all sentient beings better than the Buddha. Why are you so cruel to the Eight Immortals!"
"I heard that the descendant of the Great Master Xue Yu has appeared in the heavens and the world. I am afraid that the Great Master Xue Yu will return to the world one day. At this critical time, if we die or wound one more monk, our strength will be weakened by a point. , you Shangdong Eight Immortals are so cold and heartless..."
After the monks calmed down, they instead opened their mouths to reprimand the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave.
There are different opinions and hostility on his face.
"This move is my master's intention! Master has already calculated that the chance in the Nether Blood Sea is very likely to appear this time. Opportunity is something that has no owner, and only those who are lucky and unparalleled can seek it. Hand. But there are too many monks here now, good and bad mixed together. If you can't even resist the mere melody in the sea of blood and the pounding of your heart, what qualifications do you have to participate in the fight for opportunities? "
Lu Chunyang stood on the lotus leaf altar, nodded towards He Qiong, then glanced at the monks in all directions, and said coldly: "This move can be described as removing the chaff and saving the chaff, and it is a half-step for the leader of the blood sea to leave the world. A catastrophe for a monk. Now that fellow Taoists have survived this catastrophe, you should be happy, why bother meddling with rats and worrying about those who are dying?"
"Hmph! Talking is better than singing!"
"I didn't expect you to be so vicious and vicious because you are too close to the leader's lineage."
"If you say so, we will all become the people who should be robbed in the catastrophe. You, the Eight Immortals who went to the cave, have become a good person?"
"Could it be that we all monks are biting Lu Dongbin like dogs, and don't know good people?"
Although the monks were still angry, they didn't really have the intention to kill the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave.
After all, the Eight Immortals are disciples of the Supreme Leader, and this time they are following the Supreme Leader's will, so they cannot be easily offended.
It is rumored that the Taoism of Lord Xueyu is contained in the Sword of Primordial Mist!
If one obtains the Sword of Primordial Mist and the Daoist lineage, one may have a chance to cultivate into another Great Venerable, and by then, won't one be able to shock the world?As long as he cultivated to become a Great Master, even if he was an enemy of Patriarch Hongjun and the Dao of Heaven, he didn't need to be afraid.As for the several sect masters, how can they compare with Dazun?
……
Countless thoughts appeared in the hearts of the monks.
After being sorted out by the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern and resisting the sound of the blood-colored disc, the desires in the hearts of these practitioners became even hotter.
Liu Yi was too lazy to take care of these miscellaneous things. He had already squeezed forward with the torrent of monks, squeezed out of the opening of the blood-colored disc like oil residue, and only needed to squeeze for a while before he could enter the blood-colored circle. plate.In terms of cultivation, he is at the level of a sage, and he can be regarded as an upper-middle level among many monks. Naturally, he will not be the last to enter the Scarlet Roulette.
The monks huddled together and cursed before, but after venting their dissatisfaction, they became silent one after another.
This made the sea of blood terrifyingly silent.
Except for the sound of thud, there was no other sound.
God-man masters naturally don't need to breathe to survive, so they don't even have the sound of breathing.
At this moment, Liu Yi was several meters away from the opening.
At this moment, there is no need for Liu Yi to squeeze forward, the thrust of those monks galloping forward is enough to push Liu Yi into the opening.
The monks from all walks of life, who were originally illuminated by the demon mirror to show the original shape of monsters and ghosts, turned into human shapes again at this moment.
It's a pity that there is an invisible power around the bloody disc, which can force the practitioners to shrink their bodies again, otherwise all the monks will use the method of transformation, and the body will be reduced to the size of a grain of rice, or even the size of dust. Could it be that all the monks can fly into the mouth in an instant?
Although Styx is dead, his power will last forever.
This Nether Blood Sea, and the blood-colored whirlpool disk hanging here, seem to declare to all living beings that his Blood Sea Styx once existed between heaven and earth.
Boom!
A thunderbolt came face to face.
Just when Liu Yifei flew into the hole, he hit Liu Yi.
Inside this opening is a stairway, with a total of 99 steps. It seems to be carved from the frost after the blood freezes. The blood is gleaming and full of fierceness.
The thunder is as bright red as blood, it is the underworld thunder, but it is quite different from the thunder that appeared in the sea of blood before.Liu Yi released many magic weapons, even the source of ten thousand thunders, but they couldn't block the thunder, but the thunder hit him solidly on the body.
The thunder entered the body, but it didn't hurt Liu Yi's body, it rushed directly to the soul.
Rumble boom!
The sound of endless thunder resounded in the depths of Liu Yi's mind, shaking him so much that his mind was almost unsteady, and he was a little absent-minded for a moment.
When Liu Yi came back to his senses, he found that he was not in front of the steps, but in the vast void of the universe...
An unparalleled feeling of loneliness and loneliness grew in Liu Yi's heart.
It's just because the void of the universe is extremely dilapidated and extremely silent.
The stars far and near are actually broken things, and even the stars are incomplete, either split into two by the blade of a sword, or beaten to pieces by a magic weapon, or by a certain master. The mighty generation bit a gap.
There are also endless ashes of stars, suspended in the void of the universe.
The whole scene was extremely silent, as if the world had frozen, the galaxy, nebula, stars, world fragments, dust...all stood still.
Even broken and crumbling mountain peaks; the corpses of living beings, sections of rivers, sections of oceans, suspended in the void of the universe, as if frozen, motionless.
It seems that space freezes at this moment, and time stops at this moment.
Surprised in Liu Yi's heart, he looked around, but suddenly found that there was half a mountain peak suspended in the dust in the distance.
After taking a closer look, he found the words Xuantian Sword Sect written on the top of the mountain.
Among them, the word "sword" is the most familiar to Liu Yi. This word was written by Liu Yi himself on the Shenjian Peak when he was invited by his elder brother Ling Wanjian.
The top of the peak is barren, with no grass growing, and it is full of frost.
A monk, sitting at the end of the frost.
The Heavenly Dao River was shattered, and its [-] tributaries were also shattered... These fragments turned into sections of still rivers, like corpses from heaven and earth, suspended behind the monk, serving as the background.
Liu Yi took a closer look, and suddenly his eyes were startled, and he suddenly found that the monk turned out to be himself!
It's just different from Liu Yi at the moment. The Liu Yi who is sitting on the top of the peak already has white hair. Although his appearance is still young, his whole body exudes an undisguised wild and ancient atmosphere, which seems to be telling the mystery of the universe. Looking at his old age and loneliness, it only makes people feel that the hero is twilight, his long hair is like frost, and his loneliness is like snow.
Can't believe it!
Liu Yi's dao heart, which was originally calm in the ancient well, was also trembling endlessly, and he could no longer maintain the enlightened state of his dao heart. He immediately pinched his fingers, and at this moment, he had a faint feeling, a sign...
It seems that countless years later, he should really sit alone in the void like this, facing this scene of the stars being split, the ten directions being destroyed, and the void being broken.
This universe is dark and endless, and there is no other living beings except Liu Yi.
Without Wan'er, without Lu Ningshuang.
There is no Hututu, no Tanlang.
There is no Grand Master Xueyu, and there is no Tang Jiawen...
In the sky and the earth, the universe is prehistoric, and there is only one person.
Apart from this man, there is no living thing!
Apart from this person, there is no trace of life!
"Why! Why is this happening?"
The two roars in Liu Yi's heart woke him up, and he realized that he was still in the tunnel. As for the previous picture of the void in the universe, it was just an illusion.
In the process of falling into the illusion, he walked down the blood jade steps unknowingly.
At the end of the steps, there is a square, and at the end of the square, there are two gates.The gate has layers of carvings and patterns.
If you stare at these patterns for a long time, even a god-man will get stuck in them and cannot extricate himself.
There are already many monks standing in the square, but they have not entered the door, but are whispering to each other through the method of sound transmission, and they don't know what they are talking about.
A plaque stands in front of the two hundred-meter gates.
The inscription on the plaque reads: "Enter My Reincarnation Avenue and climb the 99 steps, you can get a glimpse of opportunity. Look at the ages, and see when and where the road of practice will end!"