The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 161 The Six Paths are not Completed

"The Prison Emperor has gone crazy!"

This is the thought that all the incarnations of the supreme divine thoughts had in their minds at the same time.

But the more the Prison Emperor did this, the more they felt that great changes had taken place in the underworld.

But surprisingly, no one shouted out that so-and-so's real self would come out to investigate.

We are not a fool like the Prison Emperor, who was born from the Divine Source Liquid without even paving the way to becoming an immortal and forcibly improves his Taoism.

Although it is impossible to enter the underworld to investigate the cause for the time being, given the Prison Emperor's current condition, he will not last more than two or three hundred years.

Even if the path to becoming an immortal is opened by then, it is estimated that the Prison Emperor will not be able to reach his highest level and return to the highest realm of the emperor.

In the vast underworld, a breath of heavenly harmony appears and disappears from time to time.

Under this breath, countless ghost soldiers and generals knelt down on their own accord and bowed in the direction of the breath.

It’s like he is meeting the Lord of the Underworld!
Even the quasi-emperor-level war slaves and Yama King had a feeling of being out of control, especially the closer they were to the location where the aura was emitted, the more terrifying the suppression from the source became.

Only the Prison Emperor was still standing there like a devil's mountain, motionless.

"such a pity."

In the central land under the endless underworld, Li Qingxu sighed.

The underworld in the world of Shrouding the Sky is still far inferior in origin. After all, it is a closed small world and is inherently inferior to the underworld in the perfect world.

But after sitting in the underworld for fifty years, improving one's strength is still secondary.

The most important thing is that there is a real possibility that the six realms of reincarnation will be repeated in this world!
With the help of this vast underworld, it has barely helped to complete its "form", but if one wants to make it perfect, one needs to enter the underworld of the fairyland, or even enter other great realms.

The underworld of the world of Shrouding the Sky alone is not enough.

As Li Qingxu's figure appeared in the underworld, the aura that naturally emanated from his body was as heavy as the universe.

"In just fifty years, you have evolved from an ant into a baby dragon. Your growth rate is truly astonishing."

The Prison Emperor's voice was cold, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Some people are born saints, while others become great saints after decades...

But between Saint and Emperor, it was like a fall from grace.

In fifty years, he jumped from a Saint King Ant to a young dragon at the Quasi-Emperor level. This cultivation speed is really too fast.

Moreover, the aura emanating from Li Qingxu did not fluctuate at all, and he did not look like a cultivator who had just entered the quasi-emperor realm at all.

Instead, it seemed like he had been practicing in this realm for hundreds of years, and even had the ability to return to the quasi-emperor realm.

“It’s still quite different from what I expected.”

Li Qingxu shook his head, and then said, "Please trouble the Prison Emperor to send me back."

I don’t know how much time has passed in the outside world, and whether the Four Swords of Zhu Xian have been taken away by someone.

"can."

The Prison Emperor waved the spear in his hand, opening a connection point to the underworld somewhere on an ancient human road.

"Remember our agreement, Lord of the Underworld. When the road to immortality opens, come with me. Otherwise, I will strike you down even if I have to reach the highest level of my power!"

The voice of the Emperor of Hell shook the entire underworld.

"nature."

Li Qingxu nodded with a smile, and then walked into the passage without looking back.

"The Lord of the Underworld? The Prison Emperor is trying to pull me into the same camp."

In the passage, Li Qingxu was thinking silently.

But suddenly, a dark iron war spear with black light appeared beside him. "You already have the Qing Emperor's soldiers to protect you, so I will give you a war spear. Focus on attacking, don't die early."

The cold voice of the Prison Emperor sounded in the passage.

"Haha, if you dare to abandon the imperial realm, I will send you to the fairyland when the road to becoming an immortal is opened!"

Hearing this, Li Qingxu laughed loudly and grabbed the spear in his hand. In an instant, endless death energy rushed into the sky, but it did not harm him at all.

On the contrary, there is a strange feeling that if the Prison-Suppressing War Spear is driven by the real body of Hou Tu, it will be quite handy!
"Imperial Realm? For the sake of immortality, I have already given up so much..."

In the underworld, the Prison Emperor sighed and returned to the throne in the Prison Palace.

Although the divine source liquid that sealed him before still exists, it can no longer seal him.

The fiftieth city of the ancient human road is now bustling with powerful trial-takers and demon cultivators.

Almost all the monks in the ancient city where the seven divine and demon wells were located on the road behind had evacuated early.

Even the humans in the adjacent ancient city evacuated to the ancient human city in front.

In the tenth city of the human race, the war is not over yet.

"boom!"

A spirit refining pot flew out, exuding majestic majesty.

This is a supreme imperial weapon!
The God Refining Pot is cyan in color, shiny and radiant, exuding the coercion of the ancient emperor, making people tremble.

This is an imperial weapon made of feathered green gold. It has layers of ripples like feathers on it, like a feathered flying fairy, possessing infinite power!
The Immortal Refining Pot belongs to the Light Clan, an extremely ancient and powerful race deep in the starry sky. This race has four heads and a light golden body, which makes them extremely majestic and powerful.

Ye Fan was stunned. He had seen this race before when he was in Beidou. They were one of the myriad ancient races, but they were not as powerful as this one in the Beidou star field. They were not even considered an ancient royal family.

I didn't expect that they were so powerful and respected in the depths of the starry sky. They actually controlled the ancient imperial weapons of the Supreme Dao and the supreme divine refining pot!

The great saints of this clan are known as evil gods, so one can imagine their peerless terror and power.

The entire body of the Spirit Refining Pot was a cyan-gold color, dazzling and brilliant. Feather-like ripples emerged, and ultimate divine power bloomed. The spout of the pot swallowed and exhaled light, trying to absorb the white lotus in.

At this moment, the entire ancient star roared, as if it was about to collapse.

"Ow!"

The blood demon roared, and they suddenly entered the white lotus, where a terrifying power also erupted, which was not weaker than the power of the extreme gods.

"Qiang, Qiang..."

The lotus blooms one petal after another, and continues to grow bigger. It is snow-white and crystal clear, exuding bursts of fragrance.
One foot, ten feet...thousands of feet!
When the huge lotus bloomed completely, its diameter reached a thousand feet, revealing the flesh and blood inside. The light of divine blood split the heaven and earth, making it impossible for people to look at it.

An aura that is not much weaker than the ancient emperor is permeating the air. It is so terrifying that people can't help but worship him.

"That is!"

Everyone was stunned when they saw the object in the lotus, especially the Holy Spirit clan, who couldn't help but scream.

In the center of the snow-white lotus, there is a giant hand, hundreds of feet long, holding a stone token in its palm. Together, the two release supreme divine power.

Just like when it was born half a month ago, it crushed everything in its path.

"It is the hand of the Holy Spirit Ancestor, holding the ancient artifact he left behind!"

Ao Mang shouted, looking excited.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, the big hand stood up, holding the stone order and chopped towards the Spirit Refining Pot, with unparalleled power and unstoppable courage.

Everyone was stunned. The evil god of the Light Clan tried his best to operate the God Refining Pot to revive it, exuding the majesty of the ancient emperor to fight against the terrifying giant hand and stone order.

That was the supreme holy spirit from the mythological era. Even though he had been killed eons ago, this was one of his hands, holding the stone order from his lifetime. It would be hard to resist if it came down like this!
(End of this chapter)