The ancestor of Baohuang held the half of the golden lock, her face was a little uncertain, she knew that the human race in the spirit world was unfathomable, and she was very careful, if this small tower was really raised by him, and was taken away by her, then this feud would be settled!

As one of the three great ancestors of the Demon Realm, the Baohuang Ancestor can also rank in the top three in the Demon Realm with his own means, and many of the famous Tribulation Periods of the interface cannot enter her eyes, but the surname Han makes her quite jealous.

And she has a lot of intersections with the person surnamed Han, which can be regarded as some friendship, among the people who can't be provoked the most in her mind, the surname Han can be ranked among the top three!

After hesitating for a long time, this Baohuang Ancestor clenched his fists, pinched the golden lock in his hand into powder, and then said to himself, "Forget it, the Supreme Treasure is in front, if you get it in your hand, the grasp of crossing the Tribulation and Ascension to the True Demon Realm will definitely surge several times, it is a great opportunity that has not been encountered in more than 100,000 years, what if you offend?" Does he still dare to break through the realm to deal with me, the Ancestor of the Holy Realm?"

Also, what a proud person the ancestor of Baohuang is, the number of means, and the size of the origin are also unimaginable, even if he is afraid of the human race, it is impossible to stop because of a broken artifact.

The ancestor of Baohuang reached out slightly, pinched a magic trick, and hit a mysterious magic trick towards the unknown, then sat cross-legged and waited quietly.

At the same time, in the Holy Realm, on the top of a barren mountain, a pink-robed figure sitting on a boulder on the cliff suddenly opened his eyes, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with some inexplicable meaning on his face.

This person is not the essence of the ancestor of Baohuang, who is it!

After being silent for a while, the Baohuang Ancestor slowly got up, flipped it with one hand, took out a palm-sized azure blue half-cut Guge, waved his hand lightly, and immediately swelled to the size of half a zhang, which was held by his hands.

"Break!" I saw that under the fierce swing of this Baohuang ancestor, the spear edge of the Gu Ge fell, and the space along the trajectory was wrinkled, and the next moment they were shattered like white paper, revealing a void space crack.

"The Qingluan True Blood that I got by chance back then can come in handy at this time, otherwise it would not be good to stay outside the interface for a long time. The Baohuang Ancestor stepped forward lightly and disappeared into the space.

And just after this Baohuang Ancestor left here for half a pillar of incense, a flash of light flashed in the distance, and two figures burst over, with a rumbling sound of breaking the air, but after two or three breaths, they appeared here.

Two figures, the one in the golden robe is a middle-aged man, his appearance is ordinary, but the one in the gray feather coat is a half-hundred old man, and there is no breath on both of them.

"The Red Eagle Daoist is worthy of being the spirit of the Ancient Age, and his natural concealment methods are really powerful, he has monitored this treasure for several days, but he has not revealed a little breath!" the golden middle-aged man smiled.

"The Daoist friend of Pannia praised it falsely, it is still a big matter, I didn't expect this Baohuang Ancestor to really move, if we are a step late, we will have to draw water in a bamboo basket!" The half-hundred-year-old man smiled, staring at the space that had healed, and counted with one hand.

"Really, it's towards that small interface, follow her, and you can find the location of that innate treasure!"

The golden-robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, nodded, and then said with a smile, "I will have to rely on the Red Vulture Daoist later, after all, outside the interface, there is no demonic energy, no aura, and the means of me and Baohuang will be cut by thirty percent out of thin air!"

"Naturally, outside of that interface, this is the home of the ancient spirits like us!" The half-hundred old man shook his head and smiled, and then added, "In the demon world, the old man may still be afraid of that treasure a little, but outside the interface, the old man is naturally not afraid of her, and with the addition of the Nirvana Daoist, the certainty of forcing it back is not ninety percent but eighty percent!"

"Okay, without further ado, hurry up!" The middle-aged man in the golden robe nodded, and then pinched the magic trick, and a pure black demon soldier appeared out of thin air in his hand.

A spatial rift that was much the same as before was torn open, connecting the void and leading to the depths of the clouds.

Immediately, the golden-robed middle-aged man and the half-hundred-year-old man stepped straight into the dim spatial crack and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a while, the spatial crack slowly healed, and it didn't take long for it to completely return to normal, and there was nothing special here.

After crashing into the void behind him, Han Ming only felt groggy in his brain, and all he could perceive was the Void Devouring Spirit that shook wildly in his body, sending him information about spatial fluctuations one after another.

Han Ming guessed that he seemed to have crashed into a spatial storm, and the power of the spatial tearing in it was too strong, and he was still a little unbearable because he was protected by the Sky Devouring Spirit, and the dense blood vessels protruded under his skin.

Han Ming relied on the Spirit of Devouring the Sky and struggled violently, and then he only felt that the sky was spinning, and the hazy and illusory scenery in front of him disappeared, replaced by a gray world.

Han Ming stood on the solid ground, looking into the distance, his face was full of confusion, what is it, this is not a void space outside the interface!

This is a dead and silent space, there is no aura, no demonic energy, some are just a kind of yin attribute aura, very faint, if you don't feel it carefully, you can almost not perceive it with his cultivation in the late Yuan Infant period.

"Yin and Netherworld Qi!" Han Ming muttered to himself in his heart, he sensed that the aura here was the aura of the Netherworld, which was very similar to the Netherworld aura in the black Styx, but it was not exactly the same!

Han Ming was a little strange, the Yin and Netherworld aura here actually gave him a rather familiar feeling, it seemed to be extremely similar to the Yin and Netherworld Qi at the entrance of the Cliff Cave, and the Yin and Netherworld Seed Aura inside Rahu's body!

"Am I not outside the interface, how did I get here!" Han Ming muttered to himself, looking around vigilantly.

"I brought you here, otherwise you might fall out of the interface!" A nice female voice sounded behind Han Ming.

There was a voice from behind, and it was still close at hand, Han Ming was suddenly terrified, and he subconsciously wanted to cast a spell trick, and flew away from here, but he was shocked to find that his mana was gone, and he couldn't use it at all!

Except that his divine sense had not yet been slightly probed, Han Ming found that he couldn't use any cultivator's means at all, not only could he not use even the slightest bit of mana, but he couldn't even open the most basic storage bag!

In an instant, his cultivation in his infancy vanished, and he became a naked mortal.

Han Ming slowly turned his head in horror, but found that an extremely beautiful woman was looking at him lovingly with a gentle smile.

Han Ming was stunned for a moment, he was extremely familiar with this face, the female Rahu who had appeared in the Underworld Continent, but at this time, it was not a python tail, four arms, and two horns on the head, but the appearance of an ordinary Terran woman,

There is an inexplicable connection with Rahu!

Staring at the woman in the black dress, Han Ming was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Come here. The woman in the black dress gently grabbed Han Ming's hand and pulled him all the way forward, until he came to a quaint and rude village, dilapidated, empty, desolate and lonely.

There is a stone table at the entrance of the village, and three small stone benches, one of which is neat and clean, and the other stone bench has some half-thick dust marks, which seems to have not been sat on for more than ten years, or decades.

As for the last stone bench, it was covered with thick dust, and it was almost submerged in the stone bench, and I don't know how many years no one has sat on it, whether it is hundreds, or thousands, or even tens of thousands of years

The woman sat lightly on the clean stone bench, Han Ming hesitated, thinking that the seat that no one had sat on for more than ten years might be someone, so he chose the stone bench that was almost flooded with dust.

But at this moment, the woman in the black dress gently lifted her sleeve robe, gently wiped the stone bench that no one had sat on for more than ten years, and then pulled Han Ming to sit down.

"This last wisp of remnant soul can last for some time, if you want to know anything, you can tell you!" The woman in the black dress stroked a strand of broken hair on Han Ming's sideburns, and said softly.

For some reason, after seeing the woman in the black dress, Han Ming's originally fluctuating mood suddenly calmed down, and it seemed that he had found a haven to shelter from the wind.

"Where is this!" Han Ming asked after a moment's thought.

"The projection of the differentiation of the underworld in Rahu's body, from the virtual to the real, can be regarded as a small world!" explained in harmony with the woman in the black dress, and then thought about it and said, "This projection of the differentiation of the underworld is also on the edge of this human world, but it is hidden, and the soul of the person is not three times stronger than the body, it is impossible to find it, you can rest assured!"

Han Ming's heart was slightly relieved when he heard this, and he was silent for a while, and then solemnly asked, "Then who are you, and who am I!"

"You already have the answer in your mind, you don't have to ask me, it's what you guessed!" the woman in the black dress shook her head gently.

Han Ming's expression changed when he heard this, and he slowly lowered his head, he did have a judgment early, but now that he heard the other party's personal admission, his heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

Although he always felt that he was a human race, Han Ming also had to admit that he could no longer be regarded as a simple human race, and his origin was not only the small mountain village in Jingzhou of Wu Guo!

The soul may still be the soul of the human race, but the physical body is already two-thirds of the same.

Although Han Ming would not put the woman in front of him in the same position as the mother in the small mountain village in Jingzhou, the feeling of being connected by blood made this woman occupy a lot of place in his heart!

Han Ming was silent for a long time before he slowly asked, "Are you still alive!"

"I don't know, this is an independent split soul that has nothing to do with the main body. The woman in the black dress shook her head slowly, but then she added, "But it should have fallen, the Heavenly Bone had deduced the fate of the Heavenly Machine, I 'peeked' at the side, and learned that I was approaching the end more than a thousand years ago, and now it should have fallen!"

Han Ming's heart trembled at first when he heard this, but then he looked up suspiciously, "Lord Heavenly Bone?"

"Yes!" the woman in the black dress smiled and nodded, not a trace of sadness that her body had fallen, but rather calmly.

"I think you've seen Cerberus, and I, like Cerberus, help the Heavenly Bone guard the portal, the difference is that I am guarding the portal of the human world and preventing Xiaoxiao from entering the human world, while the Cerberus is guarding the ghost gate, guarding the Nine Netherworlds, and putting an end to the two places!" The woman in the black dress said slowly.

"Cerberus?Ghost Gate?, that three-headed dog?" Han Ming's face was a little incredulous when he heard this, and then he asked, "Why do you know that I have already seen a three-headed dog?"

"Heavenly bones, heavenly bones, from the existence of the Nine Heavens, I don't know how powerful it is! I only know that it is unfathomable, like an existence independent of the long river of time, and can freely spy on and modify the future. It's a pity that it seems to be really impatient to live, it wants to die, it's no longer interested in living, it's boring to do anything, and it's too lazy to modify the future!"

Han Ming recalled in his mind the scene when he saw the slightly black boy back then, it seemed that this was really the case, that day Lord Bone was really like this, there was dead silence in his eyes, it seemed that he had seen through everything, he had lived too long, so that he didn't want to live anymore, and finally chose to die.

Han Ming couldn't understand what kind of state of mind, what kind of realm, to live to the point where he had no expectations for the future, even if he could see through the future, he didn't bother to look at it!

"You are chosen by the bones, but you don't have too many requirements for you, just go with the flow and let you walk out of your life, it doesn't matter if it's magnificent or nameless. Because the Soul Bone escaped specially, under normal circumstances, even if the cultivation is successful, it will be a dead end, so it makes an exception to leave you a door and continues the path of the Soul Bone Body!"

"It's Tianmen Pass!" Han Ming asked in a daze.

"Yes, the Nine Netherworld, that's where your underworld body should go, and the three-headed dog is stranded in the human world to wait for you, and the choice will be given to you, and after you, the contract will be completed, and it will be free!" the woman in the black dress continued to explain in harmony.

II Immortal Mortal Dao

II Immortal Mortal Dao