Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 43 A Heavy Sign-in

The River of Forgetfulness is the boundary between Yellow Springs and Samsara.

The color of the river is bloody yellow, and its weight is so heavy that even if the iron jade is stained with river water, it will corrode cleanly.

There are countless resentful spirits wandering at the bottom of the river, and the fishy anger rushes toward your face. Any soul that wants to cross the river will be dragged into the water by the resentful spirits, and will bite into bones in an instant.

This is how the Bridge of Helplessness, also known as the Bridge of Helplessness.

Without the Bridge of Helplessness, there is no dead soul in the world who can get through the River of Forgetfulness and go to the Six Ways of Samsara.

Mount Tai in Dongyue runs through the two realms of Yin & Yang. The River of Forgetfulness originated from the roots of Mount Tai, gathering the heavy turbidity of the whole world, turning into countless trickles, and converging together, it became the River of Forgetfulness River.

Lin Baixuan searched for the roots, and came all the way to the bottom of Mount Tai. Seeing the streams flowing down in all directions, all of them turned into blood red!

Even a tributary as thin as a little finger is boiling and surging, with waves of blood rolling, and hostility rushing toward the face.

“what happened?”

Lin Baixuan stopped in mid-air, looked around for a moment, then opened his eyes and glanced at the bottom of Mount Tai.

Through the rocks, I saw the deepest part of Mount Tai, with overlapping portals, and suddenly a huge figure appeared.

The figure was winding and circling, circle after circle, no less than a thousand miles in length. The whole body was red, without feet and wings, and the scales shone with profound brilliance, exuding endless majesty, I don’t know where it came from.

Just looking at it, Lin Baixuan felt his eyes tingling, as if the mighty power was like a prison, and the mighty might be like iron, which made people afraid to look at him.

He ran “Nine Cycles Xuan Gong”, fully urged the golden body of Nine Cycles, and tried his best to resist the vast divine might. He infused his eyes with celestial spirits, maintaining the divine light, looking along the long body, only to see a huge human-faced dragon head lying there quietly, it has been dead for a long time.

Seeing the appearance of the figure, Lin Baixuan couldn’t help but be shocked.

“The human face is red with a serpent body, and straight eyes are multiplied. Its gaze is obscurity, and its vision is bright.”

This is… the candle nine yin!

One of the ancient twelve ancestor witches, the ancestor of time witch Jiuyin as the god of Zhongshan, how could he die here?

“No, it’s wrong!”

Lin Baixuan shook his head vigorously, slowly recalling the records he had seen in his previous life.

In order to save the dying witch tribe, there is Samsara, the ancestor of the central earth, the witch back earth incarnation, who barely maintains the tribe’s luck. The ancestor of time Wuzhu Jiuyin blew his body, severely wounding the emperor of the demon clan, Donghuang Taiyi.

If these records are true, then this red dragon is not the body of Zhujiuyin, but the incarnation of his obsession!

The incarnation of Jiuyin’s obsession hides the roots of Mount Tai, but what is it for?

Lin Baixuan took a closer look, and finally found something strange.

The body of the thousand-mile dragon has become fragmented after a long period of erosion.

The large scales decayed and fell off, and the skin flesh fell off layer by layer, leaving only a thick skeleton in some places.

Through the dense skeleton, you can vaguely see a big hole underneath the dragon, and the sound of the thunderous waves hitting the shore is faintly heard from the hole.

A small wave suddenly sputtered out of the hole, mixed with the heavy turbid air, and instantly dyed the earthy yellow turbid air to red.

Lin Baixuan stared at the abnormal scene blankly, he suddenly understood what was at the bottom of the cave…

Nether blood sea!

The Yin Cao Jifu is not only Yellow Springs Samsara, there is another world in the deepest place.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of blood was transformed by the belly button of the founder of Pangu, gathering all the hostility of the world.

How dare you let the creatures in the sea of ​​blood be left to the Six Paths of Reincarnation?

Once the sea of ​​blood invades the underworld, who can resist Ashura?

It is no wonder that Zhu Jiuyin is still obsessed with death, and his obsession turns into a dragon, blocking the eyes of the sea of ​​blood.

“Even if you die in battle, do you not forget to guard the exit of the sea of ​​blood, leaving a ray of life for the Witch tribe?”

Feeling the endless desolation and tragic majesty, Lin Baixuan fell at the foot of the mountain and respectfully worshipped Zhu Jiuyin’s body three times.

Even if it is as strong as the ancient ancestor witch, it is difficult to resist the erosion of the long river.

Today’s incarnation of obsession can no longer suppress a sea of ​​blood. The place where the world’s most hostile spirit was, finally started to assimilate the Yin Cao Jifu in the own way.

“The location of the host is detected, the root of Dongyue, the sign-in location is refreshed!”

“Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting the Xiantian wonder “Eye of the Candle Dragon”!”

The sound of the system sounded mechanically, but Lin Baixuan did not feel the joy of getting the treasure at all, but he felt very heavy in his heart.

You can sign in only where there is spiritual energy.

This time I was able to sign in and out of the “Eye of the Candle Dragon”, it can be seen that Zhu Jiu Yin has really died.

All of his flesh and blood Spiritual Qi has dissipated in the world and turned into the spiritual accumulation of heaven and earth, but it can’t go away in the depths of Mount Tai.

Until he finally lost to time, even when he couldn’t keep the incarnation of this obsession, he was still in the dark, giving the most precious things to the latecomers.

“Jiu Yin, is this the future you see as the ancestor of time?”

Lin Baixuan slowly stretched out his hand, a cloud of white air circling in his palm.

It was just a small group of unnamed existence, but from it there was an ancient and desolate atmosphere, as if it had existed for countless years, Immortal was not bad.

The eye of the candle dragon!

He took a deep breath and sent the white breath to the center of own eyebrows.

At the intersection of Lin Baixuan’s Sea of ​​Consciousness Purple Mansion and the outside world, a small spot of light suddenly appeared.

It was floating there quietly, motionless.

As Lin Baixuan continuously mobilized the pure fairy spirit and instilled it into this light spot that was even more subtle than the tip of a needle, the light spot finally moved.

In the tiny spot of mustard seed, there was a faint scream, as if something was about to break free from it, rushing out of this Minor World.

The life and death book in the depths of the sea of ​​knowledge also sent a trace of anxiety.

The noise became louder and louder, and a loud noise suddenly rang out deep in Lin Baixuan’s mind.

Deep in the middle of his eyebrows, a vertical eye exuding pale white abruptly opened, looking far into the hole in the ground.

In an instant, red light filled his eyes, and Blood Qi soared to the sky.

The true face of the sea of ​​blood appeared in front of Lin Baixuan’s eyes.

The next moment, Lin Baixuan’s Movement Technique was exhausted by the candle dragon’s eyes, and his body shook and almost fell to the ground.

But this is enough.

In just a moment, Lin Baixuan had already seen the origin of the sea of ​​blood, from the opening of the world, the beginning of The Three Realms, to the vicissitudes of life.

In the distance of the long river of years, there was a wave of blood that flooded the entire underworld…

“Time is running out…” Lin Baixuan sighed for a long time.

Now the incarnation of Zhu Jiuyin’s obsession is mottled, and it may completely collapse at any time.

When the dragon’s body completely dissipated, it was the time when the blood sea assimilated the entire Yin Cao Netherworld.

He took out a handful of elixir from the sea of ​​consciousness, stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, and slowly replenished the lost Magic power.

“To block this sea of ​​blood, my half-hearted Taiyi Loose Immortals can’t do it!”

“You can only use Lingbao to plug the sea eye first, and then slowly figure out a solution…”

Lin Baixuan hesitated for a while, and made a decision quickly.

His right hand gathered his fingers as a knife, and suddenly swiped forward, breaking the space under the root of the mountain.

Before the cracks in the space were closed, Lin Baixuan threw a small square seal, drilled into the space, and came to the depths of the mountain. It grew up in the wind, as big as a hill, and fell on the corpse of Zhu Jiuyin in a blink of an eye.

Just hearing a bang, the hill suddenly pressed down, and even the corpse was pressed in, immediately blocking the sea of ​​blood tightly.

Houtian Merit Spirit Bao-Seal of All Living Beings!