Zhou Lie escaped into the emptiness and hazy space and found that everything was decomposing, including yin and yang, and destiny.

He glanced around and realized that he had fallen into the inner universe of Guijue.

In theory, the inner universe is like a seal and a closed one. Even if there is a trace of mental invasion, it is extremely taboo, for fear that the secret will be touched by others. However, the strange master went against the will and stole the power of the Hades to ignite the magic fire, forming a strange scene similar to the Big Bang, and used it as a basis to devour the two evil monks.

The devouring great way was born from this, just like the great method of sucking stars.

Guijue crazily absorbs the skills of various schools. Even if the conversion skills are greatly damaged, it is easy to obtain the Taoist practice for millions of years.

Zhou Lie could not imagine that if Gui Jue settled all kinds of backlash and refined these skills to the only realm of pure me, he would probably not be able to suppress this kid even when he saw the king coming in person.

I saw some signs when I watched the fate curve before, but I was not sure, but now I am sure, but the strange name has become a climate.

The only thing that made Zhou Lie feel fortunate was that he had made some tricks and tricks behind Gui Jue before. If he hadn't had a plan, how could he dare to drill into this guy's inner universe at this moment?

Of course, there are risks when planning, and if there is a slight mistake, you will lose everything. The reason why Zhou Lie chose to act now is because he took action.

The great way of fate is so mysterious. Zhou Lie is sure that once the stranger makes his lead, his idle power will be useless to him. However, looking inside and outside the battlefield, there are still people who can influence him. That person is the elder sister's sword of trustworthiness of the Golden Thirteen Swords.

The letter is very strong!

Stronger strength and stronger belief.

Quite is slightly inferior to him, and he believes in keeping with the times and has learned the promotion method of human monks. He is considered a very rare monk in the ancestral family of the Giant clan.

This unique mechanism fermented in her, and I don’t know how much it could be raised in the end.

It was Zhou Lie who was attracted by this that pushed him, and he lured Shen Laomo to approach the Golden Giant camp and fought with Gui Jue, which really caused a trace of fate.

The Guijue and the Sword of Trust are in a high probability event. Zhou Lie is waiting for this opportunity to enter the inner universe of Guijue.

The demon fire was running around in front of him, and Zhou Lie felt like he was facing many evil demons and heretics monks such as the Empress and the Death.

Just at this moment, the magic fire trembled slightly, and the impact power suddenly weakened by half.

"Okay! The timing is just right. The Sword of Trust has indeed put pressure on Guijue, and this pressure is not small, which helps me find the core."

Zhou Lie quickly stretched out his hand and muttered a word: "Use blood as the guide, yin and yang will achieve enlightenment!"

The voice spread, and the undigested magic power suddenly cleared and reduced by three points, transformed into Tai Chi around Zhou Lie, and rotated slightly to form a twisted arc and went straight to the distance.

Zhou Lie quickly stepped on.

Fortunately, he moved quickly and lost the protection of Tai Chi just as he stood firm. If it weren't for a trace of blood to pull forward, he would melt into white bones in a blink of an eye, and it would be useless to fall into this place no matter how high his cultivation level is.

The two sides rumble, and the magic power gathers and disperses.

Fortunately, the blood light ahead was extremely tough and always caught Zhou Lie forward. If there was any looseness, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In a blink of an eye, he approached a blood-colored platform.

When he came here, even though Zhou Lie was calm in his heart, he couldn't help but be happy.

After watching for a while, he exclaimed in his heart: "Fortunately, I found these altars. These sixty-four Pluto Blood-drawing Swords were transformed. Fortunately, I left a drop of Taoist blood before and mixed in. Otherwise, I would not be able to find this place after spending ten million years."

At this moment, a loud bang on the altar and figures appeared.

Huang Chao, Cao Zhang, Ogedei and other ancestral spirits appeared.

These ancestor spirits had a cold eyes and expressionless faces. With a wave of their hands, a large army emerged.

"Damn!" Zhou Lie was so shocked that his chin almost fell off, and he secretly shouted: "Be good, this guy Guijue is too weird. He even inherited the ancestor spirit. The Devouring Dao is so domineering that he truly treats sentient beings as chess pieces. It is dark and cruel enough!"

"Old Demon Zhou, didn't you expect it? Although you left a secret trick, you fell into the trap." The words swept down, and many ancestor spirits rushed to the front, and they were about to surround him, but they suddenly changed.

A huge shadow appeared in the sky, covering it coldly. The army of ancestor spirits screamed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This scene was so strange that it shocked the ancestral spirits on the altar.

Zhou Lie seized the opportunity and rolled on the spot, climbing to an altar along the bloody light.

There was a blood light rising into the sky under his feet, but it was impossible to dismember the body and turn blood, which meant that the drop of Taoist blood had obtained very high authority.

"Hahaha, misfortune is the dependence of good fortune, good fortune is the imprisonment of bad fortune, and good fortune and misfortune are interdependent and transformed. If Guijue had not had this drop of Taoist blood, it would not be so easy to succeed. On the other hand, it was because of my drop of Taoist blood! I just vaguely saw the direction of fate, and added a little investment in advance, but I didn't expect the huge harvest."

"Hmph, Demon Lord, you are too happy too early!" The voice seemed to come from Guijue.

The ancestral spirit guarding the altar was Huang Chao, and he came over with a ferocious expression.

To be honest, Zhou Lie is always under the impact when he enters this place. He may not be at a disadvantage in a short period of time when he fights Huang Chao, but it is hard to say after a long time.

Therefore, we must fight quickly and obtain ownership of these altars as soon as possible, and then we can increase the chances of winning this war through the Wei Jue.

Zhou Lie took action to use the Qi Life and Death Art.

This is the killer move that was relied on to show off his power before comprehension. Now, it is used to incorporate the great way of life and death. It is really a rush to kill life and death. The sword fills the universe. Although the power cannot be compared with the peak, the artistic conception is not deteriorated at all.

Sometimes, the artistic conception of swordsmanship is strong and the lethality is equally great.

Most of the head on Huang Chao's neck was immediately cut off, but a strange scene appeared, and layers of blood were raised from the altar, and the heavy damage actually recovered in an instant.

People still handed their claws to Zhou Lie, do you think you can be angry?

Zhou Lie hurriedly retreated and hurriedly glanced around, and found that there was a powerful ancestral spirit on each altar.

If one altar is killed by one altar after another, let alone whether he has such skills, just talking about the pressure and murderous intent generated by the entire space can squeeze him out.

The other party seemed to be saying, "I want to fight quickly?"

Yes, Zhou Lie was really dreaming. He raised his hand and raised the large cloud of darkness, hazy as if he was wandering around his hometown.

Time and space are confused, and something seems to overlap in the sensing.

In fact, the dreams about Xianyang City gathered rapidly in the consciousness of sentient beings, and instantly turned into a dream field to encircle these ancestors.

“Where is this?”

"Where is the altar?"

"What a magnificent ancient city, we should have died, at least once, and were imprisoned by that strange title..."

The ancestor spirits had a little more agility, not as dull as before.

Ying Zheng sat in the main hall of Afang Palace and tried his best, and said secretly: "Hurry, even if I use the power of Xianyang, I will not be able to hold so many ancestors at once."
Chapter completed!