A rainbow bridge cuts through the sky.

Chen Luo did not hide his aura. He had not yet arrived, but his aura was there. All the surviving cultivators in the Ancient God Sect felt the pressure coming from the sky. That was the aura emitted by the powerful cultivators who were in the second step of cultivating immortals.

A flash of light passed by, and Chen Luo's figure fell from mid-air and appeared in the back mountain of the Ancient God Sect.

The Kuchai Master paused for a moment, and glanced at Chen Luo who was falling from the sky, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Why did this aura resemble that of the madman he met at the Star Gate before?

During the battle at the Star Gate, the madman who practiced the Incense Dao left a deep impression on him.

For the immortal cultivators, the Shinto cultivators who absorb the "incense" are just like the soul cultivators, they are all madmen who do not consider the future. Every time this madman appears, he is very powerful. At his peak, he can even affect an area and endanger the Dao Sect.

But people like this appear quickly and die quickly.

In the eyes of Venerable Kuchai, the "Shinto lunatics" of the Star Gate are this kind of people.

Even though he doesn't have much time left to live, compared to that Shinto monk with such powerful aura, he feels he should be able to outlive him.

It is common sense that those who practice Shintoism will die young.

Do you really think the incense gods in the legendary world are so easy to get along with? Every time that thing descends, it consumes the lives of Shinto monks. The more involved, the faster they die.

"Old man, can you please lend me the passage to the netherworld?"

After Chen Luo came down, he didn't say a word and directly stated his purpose.

It takes time to refine the immortal corpse, and the brain of the immortal corpse has not been officially read after being collected. The subsequent refining of the hammer and sorting out the harvest will take a lot of time.

The upper world is full of enemies now, and it is definitely not safe to stay here to practice, so Chen Luo plans to stay in the lower world for a while and meet his disciples. Thinking of the scene he saw after extracting the "incense power", Chen Luo couldn't help but feel itchy.

It’s time to teach our second disciple Ao Ye a good lesson.

“You, you, you?!!”

Venerable Kuchai was stunned for a moment. Listening to the familiar tone, the 'successor' whom he had finally found emerged in his mind involuntarily.

The two completely different faces in my memory strangely overlapped.

one person?!

Venerable Kuchai was stunned. He never thought that the Shinto monk he avoided was the same person as the successor he relied on.

"Aren't you a physical practitioner? How did you become a Shinto practitioner?"

Venerable Kuchai couldn't help but ask.

The last time they met, he was at the Jindan stage, and then he jumped to the Yuanying stage. This time, even the cultivation path has changed. A sixth-level strong man at the peak of the transformation of spirit, a Shinto cultivator. This kind of person actually practiced his "Xu Shen Fa" and became the successor of the Ancient God Sect.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Venerable Kuchai would have thought that there was something wrong with his state of mind and that his mind was affected by his inner demons.

"It's temporary practice, not mainstream."

With a thought, the brain in the external brain that assisted in practicing the Shinto way quickly faded away, and the physical practice brain returned to the main position. Along with the switch of the brain, Chen Luo's aura also changed from a Shinto practitioner to the physical practice that Venerable Kuchai was familiar with.

This scene made him dumbfounded.

Can Shinto be practiced temporarily?

When did it happen!

"Forget it, I'll go by myself. You should just have a good rest when you are so old. There is no need to chop wood for no reason." Seeing the old man's dazed look, Chen Luo was too lazy to wait and went straight into the house to get the token of Venerable Ku Chai.

He has lived in this place for quite some time and is very familiar with it.

Chen Luo took the token and turned around and flew towards the first peak at the foot of the mountain.

“Is this my destiny?”

Watching Chen Luo disappear, Venerable Kuchai suddenly came to his senses, and bits of words from his memory emerged. He seemed to understand something.

Half a day later.

Southern region.

Chen Luo, holding the token of Venerable Kuchai, returned to the underworld.

Qionghua Sect is still the largest sect in Tiannan Region. Not long after the Taixu Patriarch Gu He left, Yu Junyao's cultivation level broke through and he obtained the Qionghua Sect's spiritual sword inheritance, becoming one of the new generation of Qionghua Seven Patriarchs. After that, disciples from other main peaks also broke through one after another. Although they have not reached the level of Gu He and the other seven, in a place like Tiannan Region, holding a spiritual weapon is enough to deal with most difficulties.

The Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters.

On the edge of the blood-red mountain, beautiful hexagonal snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on the ground, covering the land with a layer of silver. The sword-shaped grass stood tall in the snow, like steel needles with leaves piercing through the snow, covered with a thick layer of ice crystals.

Halfway up the mountain, raised gravel is everywhere.

This was originally a valley where the Soul Devouring Gu parasitized, and it was also one of the critical points that the inter-domain flying boat had to pass through when passing through the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain. Unfortunately, after several major changes, the environment in the valley had changed, all the plants died overnight, the springs dried up, and only a bare layer of red gravel remained.

Snowflakes fell, covering the dark red of the ground.

On a protruding rock, a figure moved, and the ice and snow covering his body slowly slid off.

The man took out a wine gourd from his waist, uncorked it, and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth.

The pungent smell slid down the throat, the chill was dispelled, and the person sitting there couldn't help but take a long breath of alcohol.

Click.

On the mountain wall, a protruding rock was pushed by someone and fell from the air, rolling to the ground and colliding with the rubble below, making a crisp sound.

The man who was sitting there put down the wine gourd in his hand, brushed off the snowflakes on his body, and stood up from the ground.

The speed at which the rubble in front fell was getting faster and faster. In just a moment, a huge cave appeared on the mountain wall that was intact before, and a burst of purple evil spirit escaped from it.

"It seems I didn't find the wrong place."

A smile appeared on the face of the man who was sitting there alone, and the face under the straw raincoat and hat was raised. It was Chen Luo’s old friend - Ning Chenye.

This guy who was taken away from Jinsheng Inn came to Wan Yao Mountain for some unknown reason. He looked like he was waiting for someone here.

hiss

A snake's cry was heard in the cave, and a dark red head poked out from inside.

A centipede.

The pitch-black centipede claws penetrated the mountain and slowly crawled out from inside. Its dark body exuded a luster like fine iron under the refraction of light.

The ten-meter-long giant centipede, when it emerged from the cave, the purple evil spirit around it became thicker, and even the snowflakes falling from the sky changed color. The power of the Transformation Realm spread out as invisible ripples, and a 'sinister' force penetrated the ground.

"Master, how are you?"

Ning Chenye looked at the giant centipede that crawled out of the cave and greeted it with a smile. A similar aura also rose from his body.

Dharma seed!

He has it too.

In the past, Yin Yang Zhenjun split himself into two just to break through to the God Transformation Realm. Now that the two have merged into one, breaking through to the God Transformation Realm is also common sense.

"Who are you?"

The centipede's body crawled in a wave shape on the mountain, its head raised, and an old voice came out of the giant centipede's mouth.

This centipede was none other than the state teacher of the ancient country thousands of years ago, and was also the centipede demon that snatched the sealed 'plague beast' from the seven ancestors of Qionghua.

As a Yuanying old monster of the same generation as the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua, the accumulation of the centipede monster had already reached the limit. It was only because he had no way to become a god that he had not been able to break through. After snatching the "Gathering Star Jade" from the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua, he gave up everything and hid in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain.

It’s a pity that he never expected that the Star-Gathering Jade was a trap set by the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua from the very beginning.

He was holding the 'Star Gathering Jade' in his hope and was nearly eaten by the plague beast inside the Star Gathering Jade. Fortunately, he had some experience and used the life-saving talisman given to him by his master 'Ge Xian' to successfully survive the disaster. Later, he devoured the plague beast in reverse and absorbed its magic seeds.

After several hundred years of digestion, he finally mastered his magic and achieved the state of incarnation!

His biggest purpose in coming out this time was to take revenge.

He wants to take back everything he has lost, and make the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua understand what cruelty is!

"You don't even recognize me. Think about it again."

Ning Chenye's face was distorted, and his voice changed to a man and a woman. The left side of his face was a man, and the right side was a woman.

"Yin Yang Demon Lord!"

The centipede demon immediately remembered this person.

The first Yuanying cultivator in Tiannan Territory, and the only genius who has figured out the path to the God Transformation with his own strengths. When the other party was at his peak, the centipede demon had come into contact with him and knew how powerful he was.

"You have also broken through the Divine Transformation Realm?"

The centipede demon looked at the Yin-Yang Demon Lord in front of him with fear.

He originally thought that he would sweep away all enemies with the momentum of dominating the world when he came out of seclusion this time, but he didn't expect to meet such a powerful enemy as soon as he came out of seclusion. Judging from the other party's appearance, it was clear that he had already calculated his position and was waiting for him here.

The Tiannan Region is so small, how can it accommodate two gods?

The centipede monster's body coiled up, and the demonic energy on its body surged like the tide. The snowflakes falling from the sky were pushed away by the invisible force field.

"It seems we are thinking alike."

Ning Chenye narrowed his eyes. He was not waiting here to chat with the centipede monster, but to eat him. Only the centipede monster that had broken through the spirit transformation realm could make up for his shortcomings in the path of Taoism. So.

He is sure to eat this centipede monster.

No one can save us!

"die!"

The centipede demon was even more decisive, without saying a word. The magic seeds around his body instantly emerged, and layers of purple plague spread.

Ning Chenye's magic is obviously more bizarre than the centipede monster.

The moment he took action, three colors appeared around his body. The left side was a gray and dead color, the right side was a warm sunny color, and only the middle color was unified, exactly the same as reality.

This is the power of the inn. Ning Chenye has merged a section of the inn's stairs and has become a part of the inn. The magic species he calls upon is naturally the magic species of the inn.

Ning Chenye called this power "reappearance". (End of this chapter)