Chapter 1623: Change Your Life Against Heaven (1)

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Chapter 1623 Changing lives against the sky (1)
The old man took Qin Ming into the deepest hall of the Shura Hall. This is the place where the master of the hall is closed. Although there is no guard, even a guardian beast, it is a forbidden area that everyone in the Shura Hall is in awe. !! Not to mention ordinary disciples, even the elder Gao and the captain of Shura Blood Shadow can not enter here, under no circumstances can they enter.
In many people's hearts, this seems to seal a deeper secret.
And many people do not know is that the master of the palace must not approach!
Qin Ming is arguably the first outsider to enter here in decades.
Along the way, the old man didn't say a word, walking slightly in front of him, standing on a seemingly ordinary slate, a little bit of light blooming at his feet, the dark slate oozes the bloodline and outlines the mystery The runes, the entire temple group at this moment are slightly shaking, making dull friction sound. The old man waved his hand, and the temples, courtyards, streams, woods, etc. in front of them began to move rumblingly, changing positions.
After a while, the five-kilometer-wide temple group completely changed its appearance, and even the underlying stratums were twisted and changed layer by layer, as if the seals had been lifted.
A pond ascended as a whole, a violent vortex appeared, and the strong black gas was surging, as if it were bottomless.
"Let's go." Old Shura stepped onto the vortex and was drowned in the dark mist.
Qin Ming looked at the chaotic courtyard of the surrounding chaos and jumped in.
The dark fog of the pond quickly gathered, sinking into the vortex black hole, and the pond sinking again. The surrounding scenes moved one after another, and soon restored the original appearance, as if nothing had happened.
The range of the black hole is larger and deeper than Qin Ming expected, dark and cold, silent, as if breaking into some alien space.
Qin Ming didn't know how long he had sunk, let alone floated there, as if he lost his sense of direction. It wasn't until the blue flames of the surrounding area appeared that the feet finally hit the solid ground.
Here is a dark and huge underground space, quiet and lonely, star-like glimmers shining in all directions, mysterious and mysterious, spectacular and weird shining here. Looking closely, those glooms turned out to be strange blossoming flowers, like the flowers of blooming on the gloomy ancient road, flickering and glooming.
After watching it for a long time, my consciousness will be stunned, as if I can hear light and confused whispers in my ears, like laughter, crying, and sorrow like sadness, let people involuntarily want to listen, and sink in listening ... Lost ...
Qin Ming looked solemnly at the surrounding environment. What is this place? Why did the old man bring me here?
In the distance stands a tall and desolate altar, with dozens of layers of icy steps, layers of sacred flowers blooming, swaying silently, swinging at the starting point, and dancing around the altar. In the cold dark space, the altar was so weird, so mysterious, and creepy.
There are two dark sarcophagi set up on the altar, which are entwined with faint blue rattan, which looks like a ghost rune and is mysterious.
The old man stood by the altar with his hand on his shoulder, looking up at the high altar.
Qin Ming walked strangely and glanced at the old man. At this look, his heart even shook fiercely. The old man's old face looked so weird and horrible under the reflection of the light, and both eyes became completely quiet. Blue, flickering flickering.
Qin Ming opened his mouth and wanted to call a few times, but didn't know what to say. He slowly looked up and looked at the altar. His already trembling heart tightened again, his eyes shook.
That's ... that's ...
how……
Qin Ming's body was cold, his eyes narrowed, and he fixedly looked at the two sarcophagi above the altar.
Alone in a sarcophagus!
A ray of souls floats in a sarcophagus!
Suddenly, Qin Ming suddenly thought of the distant Qing Yunzong. Two sarcophagi were buried under that lone grave, and there was a corpse and a ray of soul inside!
Looking at the blue flowers that are silently blooming in all directions, he thought of another name, the ninth time buried soul sunflower! Those beautiful orchids that bloom in spring and summer and winter in childhood memories!
The scene of Qing Yunzong's appearance at that time came to mind again.
When Shura came out of the scabbard, the demon soldiers howled, and the ninth burial soul sunflower burned the cold and inferno fire.
The day was dark, everything was silent, as if time and space had reversed and he fell to hell.
That hill turned into a giant tomb, the chains were intertwined, the hills and the earth were connected, and the silent sarcophagus was wound.
"I'm dead." The old man looked at the sarcophagus on the altar, and said quietly, in this strange and quiet environment, suddenly and gloomy, Qin Ming could not help scalp numbness.
"Master, I ... I saw two such sarcophagi under Qingyunzong's warehouse." Qin Ming secretly determined the soul. He had a lot of questions in his heart. Before coming, he always thought about how to ask the grandfather. Confused.
"I'm dead." The old man whispered again, the strangeness inexplicable in his voice, soaked in the coldness of the body.
"In there ... is you?"
"it's me."
"That ..." Qin Ming opened his mouth, and really didn't know what to say. Old man is dead? Old man buried in the sarcophagus? No wonder Donghuang Haoyuan was so frightened. He must have seen the body from the sarcophagus! I deeply feel that there are huge secrets buried there. Once discovered by outsiders, it will definitely cause uproar!
"There is a vein of the Taiyin Emperor in the ancient times. Born in the ghost, carrying the killing, taking the soul and living, buried in the ghost, disintegrating, and transcendent, it is also known as the ghost of the ghost." The voice of the old man was hoarse and low, but also had a strange Holiness.
Qin Ming's brow frowned, and he listened intently to the misty whisper of the old man, as if he didn't listen carefully and couldn't hear the meaning in the words.
"The Shura sword, the world's honorable demon soldier, is actually the holy holy weapon!"
"I came from the land of the dead in the abyss of the abyss and brought out the holy holy weapon!"
"I am on the brink of life and death. I have walked for two thousand years and buried the bones of the tenth century."
"I killed and killed billions of souls in the tenth generation, and all the souls under my control are sealed in it. I want to condense the holy fetus of Taiyin and achieve the gloom of life!"
Between the words of the old man, the dark surrounding scenes twitched and changed, showing ten vortexes, twirling violently, as if in front of his eyes, as if at the end of darkness. The light flickers, the vortex expands, and different pictures are rotated.
At first glance, Qin Ming looked to the left. There was a quiet hill above, a simple warehouse, and the hill seemed so small among the dense surrounding mountains and dense forests, but it was quickly transparent, and there were hundreds of them inside. Thousands of chains are connected in strange ways. Although the sky and the earth are bright, there is extremely lonely and cold. Those chains were glowing, one end was rooted in the ground, and the other was linked to two sarcophagi.
Qin Ming recognized it, and there was Qingyunzong! The hill is the warehouse where he lived as a boy!
The vortex next to it is a cold and dark swampland, entangled with suffocation and pervasive death, the swamp mire gradually becomes transparent, and the deep pit of death is also full of dense chains, guarding the two sarcophagi together. The sarcophagi are separated, one with buried bones and one with soul floating inside.
Farther afield, there is a dark abyss of the seabed, silent, cold, and lifeless. In a giant trench vertical and horizontal, countless white bones pile up, they are as thick as giant Yue, pale and cold. When the bones became transparent, the chain and the sarcophagus appeared in the depths. The same sarcophagus was buried with bones, and a sarcophagus was sleeping with soul.
The vortex behind Qin Ming turned out to be a prosperous ancient city. It was very lively and crowded, but below the entire ancient city, it turned out to be a huge and chaotic chain restricted area. The entire ancient city was like a giant tomb with two sarcophagi buried .
The skeletal outlines vary, and the ghosts vary in strength, but they are buried in separate coffins and buried deep underground!
Qin Ming slowly turned around, shaking his eyes to see ten vortexes of different sizes and ten different pictures in turn, the old man's whisper echoed in his ear for a long time, and his heart caused a rough sea.
Traveled for two thousand years and buried the bones of the tenth century?
To annihilate billions of souls, to condense the fetus of the Taiyin, to achieve the endless gloom?
Qin Ming's eyes shook, and the shock couldn't be added.
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Walking on the edge of life and death, burying his own bones by hand?