Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 172 Entering the water
Dark light blocked the heaven and earth, the ancient golden sky spear swept across, and the sun's divine light continued to shine. The two sides confronted each other, neither giving in.

"The underworld cannot take him away until his life span ends. Are you still abiding by the old rules?"

A majestic voice resounded through the sky. As the sun shone, a golden vase appeared. On it, a three-legged divine crow cried loudly, and imperial aura spread, as if it was looking for Xu Xuan's location.

"You don't need to interfere in the affairs of the underworld."

In the boundless darkness, the voice sounded again. The underworld was locked, and three white skeletons woke up. They broke through the mountains and grew flesh and blood. They all looked like ghost officials, and the aura they exuded was definitely at the first level of Purple Mansion.

The war started again. The red divine feathers circulated in the sky, stirring up two spiritual fires, divided into red and black. The sky spear rose up and was waved, like the ancestor of all yang, with the artistic conception of conquering the world.

The three ghost officials each held a red and red talisman pen, a black wooden Taoist lock and a bronze divine chain, and cast spells one after another, including those for seducing souls, defiling bodies and destroying hearts. The scarlet divine feathers were combined with the magical powers, smelted and forged, and transformed into a dazzling fire armor with red and black energy flowing on it.

This old Crow King advanced instead of retreating. He must have already taken the Thunder Tribulation Essence Liquid. His aura was rising, and his blood was surging. The [Pearl Falling Yuan Fu] that had troubled him in the past had gradually dissipated. He had reached the extreme of "Bing Fire", and his Taoism was so profound that it was hard to find anyone in the world.

The sky was shining, the five yangs were changing polarities, the divine crows were crying, and this fire armor transformed from supernatural powers and bloodline truly stood in the underworld. Holding the sky spear condensed from the sun's divine fire, it cut through the darkness, and the red and black fires surged, which were the [Red Yuan Jie Fire] and [Crow Heavenly Fire].

The Heavenly Spear fell, the Fire Armor shone brightly, and the title of honor appeared on it, which was [Daxia Bingyang]. The [Tianwu Xunri Bottle] was hanging high, and it actually sucked a ghost directly into it.

The opponent held a black wooden Taoist lock, emitting layers of dark light that shook the earth, but he could not resist at all. The Taoist fire in the vase became stronger, which matched the nature of the Bing fire that was good at refining, and burned him into ashes that scattered all over the ground.

The golden Sky Spear marches forward fearlessly, driving for the emperor and guarding the four poles. In the prosperous age of the Immortal Dynasty, who dares to disobey?

This attack was extremely powerful, accompanied by the bright light of Binghuo and the magical powers of Dixu, which split the ghost official holding the Danzhu Fu pen in half alive. A black gas emerged from his body and was burned by the vast golden fire.

There was only one ghost messenger left, holding a bronze divine chain in his hand, which was intertwined and locked with the divine feathered sword burning with red fire. It fell and chopped the ghost into pieces, and then collected it into a treasure bottle and refined it into ashes.

"Let him go."

An old and majestic voice sounded from outside the underworld. The fire armor transformed from supernatural powers and blood seemed to have a soul, exuding awe-inspiring divine power.

The voice of the being in the darkness was normal, without any emotion, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female, old or young. It said faintly:

"Please give me the relics."

In the boundless darkness, a black pottery jar was sacrificed. When it appeared, Xu Xuan felt horrified, and the ancient monument in his sea of ​​qi began to vibrate unprecedentedly. The pottery jar seemed to have a corner broken, and there was a bright golden divine thunder lingering on it.

The pottery jar was poured out, and black blood gradually flowed out. Boundless dark light arose. Although the power was terrifying, it should still be the first level of Purple Mansion. Relying on the terrain of the underworld, it held off with the Fire Crow and finally overwhelmed it, repelling all the Fire Armors and Heavenly Spears and sealing off the underworld.

Xu Xuan watched the last bit of sunlight fade away, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley. At the same time, the ghost wind was howling, and the creatures here truly revived and began to look for their intruders. Even though there was a fairy monument covering it, Xu Xuan's traces were still discovered.

An extremely terrifying pressure came from above, and Tiantuo shot out several golden and white lights, and the three scenes of the sun, moon and stars appeared. He said in a stern voice:
"Walk."

Without further hesitation, Xu Xuan soared into the strange reincarnation lake. Countless memories came flooding back, all the past and future appeared in his mind. These were all him, yet none of them were him.

The immortal monument did not move, and the pure energy that usually protected his mind was now still. Xu Xuan sank little by little into the lake, and no longer had any life.

When the surrounding ghost officials saw this man fall into the lake, they all dispersed. With only a foundation building, he fell into this forbidden area and there was no possibility of getting out. He would be trapped in it, neither born nor destroyed, and would be forever trapped in the six realms.

Xu Xuan's consciousness gradually faded, and he seemed to see things that happened a long time ago and far in the future.

"Wake up, Xu Xuan!"

Tian Tuo's voice gradually faded away in his mind. Xu Xuan sank into the bottomless lake, his consciousness becoming hazy. Then...
A baby cried and he slowly opened his eyes.
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Outside the cave, cracks in the underworld extended out, red fire surged, and divine crows cried loudly.

[Shangyang] The Demon King arrived and swept through the Xu Ling Palace and Changsheng Temple, suppressing one side. He even took the Thunder Tribulation Essence Liquid and directly passed through the cracks extending from the cave and rushed into the underworld, which made all the cultivators tremble in fear.

A Taoist with disheveled hair and wearing golden clothes stood in a hidden place in Taixu, holding an electronic microscope in his hand. Golden divine thunder rolled down, with a hint of blood underneath. It was none other than Lingming Zhenren of the Commandery of Thunder. He was in the early stage of the Purple Palace of Divine Thunder and already had two magical powers.

Beside him stood another person quietly, Yin Fire slowly radiating from his body. He was dressed in a crimson Taoist robe, and his features were somewhat similar to An Xianhui's. His aura revealed that he was already in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm.

"[Ye Du], the Yuanye has been delivered to Fire Crow via the dragon son as you instructed. I lost a disciple, how should this be handled?"

Ling Ming Zhenren changed his crazy look at this time, and looked away with a cold expression. "Since the other party has already taken it, what do you want will naturally be given to you. What does a disciple mean to you? After all..."

This Master Ye Du had an extraordinary demeanor and an elegant appearance, but the sinister aura between his brows was somewhat intimidating. At this moment, he spoke, smiled softly, and made a promise.

"When Yang Dingguang saw the ball of essence liquid, he must have understood what the adults meant. Both sides knew that it was a foregone conclusion that he would seek the golden position after his recovery."

"[Hengguang] is confirmed to have vanished, but Binghuo's fruition is still not apparent. It is the common wish of all families that he can test it."

Lingming's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Ye Du who was standing beside him. This man was his only good friend, and he was willing to help him in this matter. The other immortals were completely unaware of this relationship.

"What should we do with Mu Youdu? If we just let him die, will Mingze have any objections?"

Lingming was worried, but he heard Yedu beside him say softly:

"If this dragon is truly destined to survive and can return from the underworld, it will truly catch the Master's eye. Then, the Mingze and Fire Crow families will no longer be able to control it."

"Blood and energy are flourishing, the devil's way is growing, social disasters come first, and divine shocks follow."

"After this, the Dao of Thunder will truly flourish throughout the world. A great deal of luck will descend upon you. You will also have the opportunity to eliminate your shortcomings, so you should seize it."

The two of them were silent for a while, looking towards Yongjietian, where things of the Purple Mansion level kept appearing, such as [Zhongleiyuan], [Tianbingge], [Shuihuoshi], etc. The foundation-building cultivators there had been killed and blood flowed like a river, but most of the dead were thugs, and the real direct descendants had seldom suffered any damage.

Above the cave, the sun and the moon appeared together, the golden sun of divine thunder, the blue moon of heavenly thunder, and the sky river transformed from thunder were all hanging high in the sky.

The blue moon fell down little by little, getting closer and closer to the crack at the core, as if calling for something. The light of thunder surged, blessings continued, and runes appeared.

"The people from the Shangxiao Sect have taken action. I wonder if there will be any results this time?"

Ye Du looked at the blue moon and understood who was driving it now. After a little calculation, he sneered.

On another battlefield, red fires were surging and the sun was shining. No one dared to approach. Red feathers were scattered all over the sky, breaking through the dark light and ghostly energy. The power was unmatched. A figure wearing fire armor and holding a sky spear appeared, and all the cultivators retreated.

Yang Yuanyi looked excited. He had just been hit and his breath was still unstable. Next to him was Yang Yuanxin, who had come here from afar with the help of magical powers. He had now transformed into a human form, his whole body condensed by spiritual fire, and was accompanying him.

The Shangyang Demon King, Yang Dingguang has returned. This great demon from the Fire Crow lineage has taken shape. He has a very young appearance, with thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and a majestic demeanor. His red pupils are filled with endless murderous intent and anger.

"Old man!"

The brother and sister knelt down and bowed together, almost crying, with such emotion that they were overwhelmed.

"Mu Youdu, I'm afraid it will be difficult to return."

The old Crow King looks quite young, but his voice is ancient and majestic.

Yang Yuanxin looked at him from below, with some sadness in her bright eyes, and said softly:
"How could this be?"

"You go back first. I want to kill someone and I can't protect you."

The old Crow King pointed his finger, then cast a large talisman, echoing with Feng Yanshan, and directly sent the two back to their ancestral land.

The red and black fires around the Shangyang Demon King grew stronger again, his eyes opened wide, illuminating the void, the golden flame on the Heavenly Spear was blazing, and all the cultivators retreated. He quickly locked onto one spot, twisted the Heavenly Spear, and collided with the vast silver air and frosty moon.

"[Xu Dao], since you dare to walk out of the Xu Ling Palace, I will surrender."

The other party said nothing, but the sun god fire was already surging, and the light emerged, completely shattering this piece of the void. The title of [Daxia Bingyang] on the fire armor of the old crow king appeared, and his body turned into a red star and ran, with unstoppable power.

One man and one demon, with the Bing Fire and Xin Metal colliding, they rushed towards the depths of Taixu. After leaving the vicinity of the cave, the other cultivators dared to move forward, looking at the two people at the peak of the Purple Mansion who were going away with fear in their hearts, wondering who was more powerful.

(End of this chapter)