Chapter 1172: Underworld

When Feng Yixiu saw Fox Jiu'er coming back, he asked, "How about Jiu'er? Did you get the Thousand-Year Eye?"
Hu Jiu'er took the Thousand-Year Eye and the Thousand-Year Ring down very quickly, and then handed them to Feng Yixiu.
"It turns out that the Thousand-Year Eye is a string of necklaces..." Feng Yixiu looked at the Thousand-Year Eye in his hand and was also quite interested. The devices were all thrown into the sky.
The five-thousand-year sacred artifact floated autonomously in the air, and then slowly began to approach, forming a closed ring that continued to rotate.
This ring composed of the Thousand-Year Sacred Vessel exudes quite dazzling golden brilliance, and almost the entire square is rendered with a thin golden coat.
I saw Feng Yixiu's right hand peeking into the void, and the Millennium Pyramid appeared in his hand, gently tossed it into the sky, and moved closer to the five thousand-year sacred artifacts that were constantly rotating.
At this moment, six of the seven sacred artifacts have been collected. Only the thousand-year-old Libra has not yet appeared. It needs the spiritual power of a person with the saint's inheritance as a primer to show its body.
Hu Jiu'er and Feng Yixiu immediately continued to input massive amounts of spiritual power toward the golden circle formed by the six sacred artifacts, and the absorption of massive spiritual power made their faces gradually pale.
Seeing this, the Pharaoh also extended a helping hand, and he also contributed a part of his own strength, integrating his spiritual power into the golden circle.
Finally, the center of the golden circle slowly condensed into a phantom of a thousand-year-old Libra, and this phantom became more and more real with the input of spiritual power.
The moment the seven great sacrificial artifacts were all gathered, a dazzling golden beam of light rose into the sky, and the direction it irradiated was the blood moon above the sky of King Shura.
King Shura has always been a dark place without daylight. The endless night has not even a single star, only a huge blood moon hangs lonely on the sky.
Although the blood moon will also change in brightness with the changes in the day and night of the outside world, it is still dark after all, and the entire King Shura is still shrouded in blood all year round.
Due to the long-term dimness of King Shura, the faces of the people living here became very pale, a bloodless pale.
Under such a depressing environment, even normal people may suffer from mental illness, not to mention those blood spiritualists who are already very irritable, so incidents in the Shura King Capital are common, and they become a veritable sin city.
The soaring beam of light formed by the seven sacred objects shining straight on the blood moon, the holy and pure light gradually stained the blood moon with a faint golden light.
Everyone in King Shura raised their heads and looked towards the sky. The blood moon was beginning to change at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did it change from blood red to dazzling gold, the brightness also became brighter and brighter.
The dim King Shura is gradually being lit up, and the blood-colored earth is slowly rendered with a layer of golden plating that symbolizes light.
Under the baptism of the golden beam of light, the blood moon finally completely transformed into a dazzling sun, emitting a holy and pure light.
The warm sun shines on the pale faces of every Shura king citizen, feeling the long-lost warmth, and everyone smiles knowingly.
The dazzling sun in the sky seemed to have the effect of washing the soul, and the desire to kill in the hearts of all people in King Shura began to fade, as if the snow in the early spring was melted by the scorching sun, and the darkness in the heart began to be replaced by light.
The golden light beam formed by the golden circle formed by the seven saints gradually became dim. Just when everyone thought that everything was over, a more dazzling purple-golden light beam rushed into the sky.
For a while, it seemed that the gate of heaven was wide open, and a huge purple vortex appeared above the sky, covering nearly 10,000 meters!
auzw.com There are constantly resentful spirits in every corner of the King of Asura rushing to the sky with this huge attraction, but not everyone can see it.
Thousands of wraith spirits whizzed towards the whirlpool in the sky, swarming into the purple whirlpool like a locust crossing, for fear of falling behind.
Only Feng Yixiu and Hu Jiu'er could be seen in the square of the Shura Palace, and the Pharaoh could also vaguely see this scene.
The rest of the people can only feel a strong cold wind sweeping, and the vortex in the sky is still constantly stirring the wind and clouds.
"This...Is it the gate of the underworld?" Hu Jiu'er said to himself, looking at the purple vortex in the sky.
"Jiu'er, do you know what this is?" Feng Yixiu asked with some doubts.
"I heard my grandmother say that there is an underworld in this world, and she also described it to me, it's exactly the same as the purple vortex in the sky, but I was young at the time and I didn't take it seriously." Hu Jiu Er said seriously.
"Is the underworld the home of souls? Will they re-enter the cycle?" Feng Yixiu muttered to himself.
"Since the gate of the underworld really exists, I think it should be..." Hu Jiu'er was also a little uncertain.
Feng Yixiu nodded seriously, the phantom of King Shura appeared behind him instantly, the gate of Shura was also summoned out instantly, thousands of heroic spirits swarmed out.
After all, these heroic spirits can't stay by their side for a lifetime. They are now in a state of soul, and if their souls are scattered in the battle, they will completely dissipate.
Whenever a heroic spirit flies away when fighting for him, Feng Yixiu feels that he feels more guilty. Although these heroic spirits are voluntary, this kind of power obtained by sacrificing their lives, don't worry...
The hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits did not leave the moment they were released, but kept circling around Feng Yixiu.
"Go...be a good person in your next life." Feng Yixiu pointed to the huge purple vortex in the sky and said in a deep voice.
Finally, hundreds of thousands of people began to fly towards the purple vortex that was about to close in the sky one after another. Because of the obvious ghost fires on these heroes, almost everyone could see it.
After the last heroic spirit immersed in the purple vortex, the gate of the underworld finally began to dissipate, and the sky slowly returned to its former calm.
But at the moment when the purple vortex was about to completely dissipate, a little bit of purple-golden light composed of a waterfall-like light spewed out. These purple-golden auras were constantly floating in the sky like fireflies, even in daylight. Can't hide their brilliance.
These firefly-like light spots are not floating aimlessly, but slowly approaching Feng Yixiu.
Not only that, almost every citizen of the Asura Capital had a little purple-gold light floating on their heads, slowly drifting towards the Asura Palace.
These purple-golden rays of light are like the state of the soul, except that Feng Yixiu and Hu Jiu'er, as well as Pharaoh and others can see, no one else can see the existence of these light spots.
Millions of rays of light converged towards Feng Yixiu, he was also a little confused by these inexplicable things, and he didn't know what was going on.
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