Chapter 619: Resurrection Successful

The immortal realm is almost the place of yearning for all cultivators, and the cultivation of ten thousand years is only to ascend to the immortal, and the cultivation of ten thousand years in the human world is only to finally ascend to the immortal realm, which is the true meaning of the cultivation realm.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless cultivators, and most of them have the same goal, hoping that one day they can survive the heavenly tribulation and soar to the immortal realm they yearn for.

Legend has it that the immortal world has an endless lifespan, powerful exercises, and infinite resources, these are definitely not comparable to the human world, and any immortal is extremely noble.

The fairy world is boundless, and there are several overlords in the fairy world, they are powerful, and the power is huge, and they control most of the resistance of the fairy world, and under the order, ten thousand immortals bow down.

At this moment, in a mysterious space, a majestic middle-aged man stood up from the throne, and in front of him was a sea of clouds, and this sea of clouds was only a part of the palace.

The middle-aged man stood up, his body seemed to stand up to the sky, his eyes seemed to contain Qiankun, and the majesty on his body made people not have the slightest sense of resistance.

"Origin Divine Thunder has reappeared, it seems that it's time to act, Shinroke!" The majestic voice sounded in the air, and I don't know where it went.

The sea of clouds in front of him rolled for a while, and a strong man like an iron tower appeared not far away, this person was wearing battle armor, carrying a long knife, with a fierce face, standing in the sea of clouds with a respectful face.

"What do you command?"

"I'm going to send someone to the Netherworld, you go and arrange it for me, find the right person," the middle-aged man known as the Blue Emperor said lightly.

"What are you sending people to the Netherworld!" Hearing this, the strong man's face like Xuantie couldn't help but show a trace of surprise, you must know that the Nether Realm only needs to reach the Ascension to ascend to the Immortal Realm. However, it is very difficult to go from the fairy world to the lower world. In particular, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is for people to go to the lower realm. It is impossible for a cultivator like the Blue Emperor to go to the Nether Realm.

"Don't worry, I will prepare the Heavenly Wheel to open a passage, and it shouldn't be a problem for one or two immortals to go to the Netherworld," Emperor Qing said lightly.

"Xingtianlun!" The strong man's expression moved, but he immediately hugged his fists and said: "My subordinates understand, I will do it immediately" The strong man didn't talk nonsense, and withdrew from the sea of clouds with a turn.

Emperor Qing watched this person leave and did not speak, and a voice came from the side after a while: "Your Excellency will not hesitate to use the Heavenly Wheel to open a passage." I think other Immortal Emperors probably have such plans."

"That's right, the relationship between the Origin God and Thunder is heavy, this is the task assigned by the Upper Realm, it must be completed no matter what, the Origin Divine Thunder appeared in the Lower Realm, I'm afraid it's because of the great changes that have taken place in the Divine Realm" Emperor Qing said with a calm face.

"However, the adults also know that since the last time, it is not easy to open the nether passage again, even if you use the Heavenly Punishment Wheel, you can only open a small gap. I'm afraid that only the lowest level of mortal immortals can enter the Nether."

"It doesn't matter, the immortals in the Nether Realm are already invincible. If you can destroy the person who inherits the origin god thunder, it will be the best, even if you can't eliminate it, you can investigate something, it's finally good," the Qing Emperor continued.

"It's still the adults who are thoughtful, it will be the day when the immortal realm's vitality fluctuates the most, and it should be easier to open the passage at that time."

"Well, first pick out the person worthy of the surname Ren, and on that day, I will open the passage, you immediately go and investigate, and see if there is any movement in the other forces" After Qing finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and disappeared into the sea of clouds.

At the same time, in another region of the immortal world, the same thing happened, and several other forces were already preparing to send people to the human world, all because of the relationship between the origin god and thunder, but Wang Ke didn't know about it.

At this time, he was watching the prodigal son cast a spell, and the huge phantoms on the four platforms all raised their weapons and bombarded the sky.

The central prodigal son had also acted, and the power of the formation was urging with all his might, and a small red chain extended from the immortal coffin and was tied to the prodigal son.

The red chain seemed to be a living thing, absorbing the power of the prodigal son, and finally the formation was urged, and a terrifying force rose from the bottom of the valley.

Bang!

The whole valley shook, and the wind swept even more violently, and the sky that had been clear just now suddenly became cloudy again.

Suddenly, in the sky above the valley, a vague ghost gate phantom appeared, and the moment the ghost gate just emerged, countless black thunderbolts instantly popped out around it.

The prodigal son below suddenly increased his strength, and two thick red chains suddenly rushed into the sky, wrapped around the handles of the two ghost doors, and pulled them hard, trying to pull the ghost doors apart.

Rattle......!

A strange voice sounded, which sounded chilling, and under the pull of the huge force, the ghost door in the sky slowly opened.

Gusts of yin wind swept out of it, much more terrifying than the outside, and Wang Ke below looked at the location of the ghost gate intently.

I saw that it was pitch black inside, but there were countless things moving, as if there were infinite ghosts behind the door, making a tearing sound.

"Could it be that this is the gate of yin and yang!" Wang Ke saw the vision of the sky, and his heart was extremely shocked, the cultivation world has been a legend of reincarnation since ancient times, after death, the soul enters the netherworld, waiting for reincarnation, but no one has ever proved whether the netherworld exists, at this time seeing the ghost gate, Wang Ke flashed a thought, maybe behind this gate of yin and yang is the legendary netherworld.

The ghost door slowly opened to both sides, and the scene inside became clearer and clearer, and suddenly a behemoth appeared in the doorway, and two dark and scaly claws poked out from behind the door.

"Who is it, who is opening the door of yin and yang, don't you know that this is a move against the sky" A creepy voice came from the huge figure.

Then I saw two claws grasping the chain next to it, trying to tear it off, apparently preventing the ghost door from continuing to open.

Of course, the prodigal son would not allow this to happen, and let out an angry roar from his mouth, and the four phantoms below moved at the same time.

Hearing only a "sonorous" sound, a phantom had already pulled out a long knife and slashed upwards with force, and a pitch-black knife burst out of the air, instantly landing on the huge phantom behind the door.

Roar!

The massive phantom was slashed by the sword, and retreated a little, letting out a roar of rage from its mouth, as if provoked.

At this time, a pitch-black chain had already rushed up, and a single twist wrapped the huge black phantom strongly, and then the other two phantoms also shot to block the phantom's movements.

Then the prodigal son let out a soft cry, and a thin red chain sprouted out of thin air from his chest, and extended upwards, directly through the ghost gate and into it.

I don't know where this chain extended, as if searching for a soul that was about to be resurrected, and as time passed, the aura on the prodigal son's body became very unstable.

Wang Ke below is extremely worried, when the prodigal son pulls Hongyan's soul out from behind the Yin-Yang Gate, it will be when the prodigal son loses all his cultivation, and then Wang Ke will take action.

Finally, after a meal, the red chains above finally began to retract, and finally when a vague phantus figure was pulled out from behind the Yin-Yang Gate, a smile finally appeared on the prodigal son's face.

"Wang Ke, I'll leave you next!" The prodigal son's voice was a little excited, and a little weak.

Wang Ke didn't hesitate to bounce up and rushed to the prodigal son's side, only to see that at this time, a little blue light spread out of the prodigal son's body, and as the blue light spread, the prodigal son's cultivation weakened rapidly.

"Leave it to me next!" Wang Ke waved his left hand, and a force sent the prodigal son package to the ground, and he reached out and grabbed it, wrapping the phantom that the red chain pulled back, and at the same time, the other hand suddenly qiē, and the two chains that pulled the Yin Yang Gate broke instantly.

At the same time as the chain broke, the Yin and Yang Gate slowly closed, and the angry roar from inside became more intense, but it was clear that the phantom could not cross the ghost gate, and finally the ghost door slowly closed, and finally disappeared into the air.

At the same time as the ghost gate disappeared, the phantoms on the four huge stone platforms in the four directions also shook and disappeared, Wang Ke landed down, appeared on the white jade coffin, and pressed the soul he held in his hand towards the immortal coffin.

When the soul came into contact with the immortal coffin, it was instantly absorbed by a force, and then Wang Ke injected his spiritual power into the immortal coffin.

I don't know how long it took, there was not much spiritual power left in Wang Ke's body, and then it was bounced away by a mysterious force, and the immortal coffin at this time was surrounded by a soft backlight.

Finally, the Four Spirits Reversal Yin and Yang Great Array was completely completed, and the next thing to see was the situation of resurrecting Hongyan, after all, this was also the first time that Wang Ke had seen the power of the Immortal Xuan Coffin, and he didn't dare to guarantee whether he would succeed.

After the prodigal son lost his cultivation, he became a little vicissitudes, but with Wang Ke's elixir recuperation, it was no big deal, and in the following days, Wang Ke injected spiritual power into the immortal coffin every day, and the prodigal son has been guarding the side of the immortal coffin.

Time passed slowly, forty-nine days had passed in the blink of an eye, and the strange aura in the valley had disappeared, and the thick white mist surrounding the immortal coffin had gradually been absorbed by the immortal coffin.

On the forty-ninth day, all the white mist disappeared, Wang Ke walked over, gently opened the coffin, and felt the faint breath of life from the red face lying inside.

"It seems to be relatively smooth, but we still have to wait for him to wake up to confirm whether there is a mistake," Wang Ke said with a smile.

"Prodigal son, you are here to guard her and wake up" Wang Ke saw the prodigal son next to him who was already too excited, smiled slightly, and then stood up and walked away.

He understood that it was redundant for him to continue to stay here at this time, and then he had to leave more time for the prodigal son, so Wang Ke walked to the edge of the valley and sat down, and began to cultivate himself.

This time to help the prodigal son, Wang Ke also consumed a lot of vitality, thinking of his own situation, Wang Ke did not dare to slack off, and worked hard to restore his own cultivation.

At this time, Hongyan had been completely resurrected and walked out of the immortal coffin, and seeing her leaning on the prodigal son, Wang Ke understood that this time the matter was finally consummated, but the price paid by the prodigal son was indeed a bit big. (To be continued......)