The Yin Death Vortex existed within the Daochen True Realm, but it was completely separated from the Daochen True Realm, even when the will of the Daochen True Realm was at its strongest, it could not interfere too much with the Yin Death Vortex.

This can be said to be a completely different world from the outside world, and monks can step into it, but most of the monks who enter it must be suppressed by cultivation, and in addition, there are some other inexplicable dangers.

However, it is not for nothing that the life in the whirlpool of yin and death wants to go out, but it has been rare for countless years, which can be seen from Su Ming's difficulty.

What's more, because this Yin Death Vortex was within the scope of the Immortal Clan in previous years, it is the various sects of the Immortal Clan who know the most about this place, plus the generation of barbarian gods who came out of the Yin Death Land many years ago, dominating the wind and clouds, enslaving the Immortal Clan, all of which have covered the Yin Death Land with a more mysterious veil.

What kind of cultivation did the barbarian gods of that generation used and what methods they used to do this, this matter has become history......

Su Ming was in the starry sky, looking at the yin death vortex in front of him, and he didn't care about the excited scream of the bald crane in silence, his expression was a little complicated, and he was a little reminiscing.

Yin death whirlpool, barbarian land, there are still some familiar people in Su Ming's memory, Fang Canglan, the Wu clan, Lei Chen, who has never found a trace, and some acquaintances back then, etc., now after a thousand years of separation, I don't know if things are not people, or things are not people......

In silence, Su Ming shook his head, he had been away from the Yin Death Vortex for too long, so far away that some things in his memory had been blurred, but this blur gradually emerged in his mind as he gazed at the Yin Death Vortex at the moment.

Outside the maelstrom of yin death. There are also traces of a formation, which is obviously the Yin Sealing Array that was constructed by the cultivation of the Immortal Clan with a lot of painstaking efforts back then.

Huzi is the spirit of this formation, and it has been completely detached. It was like being reincarnated and reborn, so at this moment, the hurricane that came out of the catharsis of the Three Desolations, although only the wreckage was left with the destruction of that formation, but Huzi had no impact at all.

A soft sigh. Su Ming's body took a step forward, turning into a long rainbow and heading straight towards the Yin Death Vortex.

More than a thousand years have passed, and now ...... It's time to return.

Su Ming's figure instantly melted into the whirlpool of yin and death, and the bald crane followed closely, as for the old man of the Heavenly Spirit, this person had his own way to follow Su Ming's side, and he didn't need Su Ming to pay more attention.

The moment the body stepped into the yin death whirlpool, a majestic death qi surged directly from this whirlpool, because the death qi was too thick. It's foggy. Wandering around Su Ming quickly. This death aura is so thick that it is enough to make all living people decay in an instant and become dead.

But for Su Ming. Far from making him feel uncomfortable, he felt a familiar sense of belonging. Because...... At that time, he had completely fused in this rich dead air, fused to a level where he was completely unaware of the existence of dead qi in the land of yin death, like a piece of ice, falling into the water and melting, inseparable from the water.

It was a kind of corrosion when facing the bright sun, a kind of severe pain when he tried to leave, because at that time, he was already part of the yin death breath.

"The whirlpool of yin and death is like using a mirror, outside the mirror is Dao Chen, is the Three Desolations, and inside the mirror is ...... It is the place of the dead and the dead. Su Ming muttered, his body continued to move forward in the whirlpool, and gradually the dead qi became more and more intense, and in the end, Su Ming was completely covered, making Su Ming's breath rapidly transformed.

This kind of transformation is connived at by Su Ming, as a spirit first, he has a true realm clone, and he has walked out of the whirlpool of yin death, so he has no rejection of this transformation, allowing his body and even his breath to gradually and completely merge with the death qi, and a feeling of light and fluttering body suddenly emerged.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, making Su Ming seem to have found the feeling when he was in the place of Yin Death, the whirlpool continued to rotate, and the depth became longer and longer, and it was difficult to fall into the depths of this Yin Death Vortex after falling like this for countless years.

Silently roaring and swimming in this whirlpool, as if there was also a force of absorption and withdrawal in it, which allowed Su Ming to gallop on his own without expending any effort, and move forward rapidly towards the world where the barbarians in the many spaces of this whirlpool in his memory were located.

Around him, under the roar and rotation of the whirlpool, there are cracks in the space staggered, the cracks in each whirlpool are a world, with the rotation of the whirlpool, these represent more and more cracks at the entrance of the space, if you change people, it may be difficult to accurately find the barbarian land from the tens of thousands or even more than 100,000 spaces.

But Su Ming here because of his experience of leaving the yin and dying twice and rushing out of the whirlpool, he clearly remembered where the barbarian land was, and at this moment he went straight to the direction of his memory in silence, getting closer and closer.

Most of the aura on his body had already turned into dead qi, and the rest was also rapidly transforming, and it seemed that it wouldn't take long before he could completely turn into a yin dead body.

But at the moment when Su Ming was galloping in the whirlpool, suddenly, from the mouth of a spatial crack below it, a figure suddenly appeared, this figure looked like a human form, but it had two heads, one left and one right, and at the moment of appearance, these two heads roared at the same time.

With its roar, the figure half-crouched beside the entrance, all four eyes showing red, staring at Su Ming deadly.

At the moment when Su Ming flashed past him, the double-headed figure let out a low roar, and its body rushed out, but at the moment when it rushed out, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and it was directly bounced back, and a terrible scream came out.

Su Ming's sinking body suddenly stopped at this moment, floating in this swirling majestic whirlpool, and looked coldly at the two-headed monster who was bounced back by the invisible barrier.

"The land of the dead can be entered...... Not out. Su Ming muttered, and when his eyes swept over the figure, he suddenly shrank faintly, because his gaze not only fell on the strange man, but also fell into the space where this person was, and vaguely saw the world there.

It was a yellow sky, a black earth, and on that earth, there were about 100,000 people of the same kind, who were roaring in the sky, and most of their bodies were wrapped in a large number of black iron chains, and the roar was terrible.

Sweeping his gaze, Su Ming's body shook and ignored everything in this realm, but continued to gallop towards its depths along the Yin Death Vortex, in his memory, the space where the barbarian was located was not far away.

Ten breaths later, Su Ming roared away from the space where the two-headed man was before, but it was also the ten breaths after he left, outside the space where the two-headed man was, between the rolling fog in the Yin Death Vortex, a huge hideous dragon head suddenly drilled out of the mist, with a strong breath spraying in his nostrils, and his red eyes seemed to be rotten and godless, staring at the direction of Su Ming's departure.

Most of this dragon head has rotted, exuding a rich dead aura, and at this moment, it is like a black lightning bolt, and it goes straight down in an instant.

When time passed again, about half a pillar of incense, in this seemingly endless whirlpool of yin and death, Su Ming's figure suddenly paused, and when he stopped again, he looked to the right, a crack in the whirlpool.

There was a faint aura emanating from that crack, but it was this faint aura that made Su Ming feel the existence of the barbarians, and there ...... It was the mouth of the barbarian world that existed in his memory.

If there is no hurricane before the appearance of the hurricane, when the formation outside the Yin Death Vortex is still there, it is not necessary to look for it to enter the barbarian land, and through that formation, people can descend directly to the barbarians.

Because that formation has been connected with the barbarians in a sense, but now the formation has long been turned into wreckage, so Su Ming needs to look for it like this.

Su Ming looked at the crack at the entrance of the barbarian world, the dead qi above him squirmed silently, and at this moment, Su Ming, who looked calm, suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the Yin Death Vortex that was filled with a large amount of dead qi above.

Under this finger, it immediately roared and swirled, like a muffled thunder explosion, and the dead air rolled and rolled upside down, directly revealing the rotten dragon head that was quietly approaching inside.

This dragon head is only a hundred zhang away from Su Ming at this moment, and with the lifting of the dead qi, with the appearance of this dragon head, it also reveals the small half of the white bone body behind it.

Although the dragon's head eyes were godless, there was a fierce flash, and he immediately let out a low roar towards Su Ming, and the moment his body moved and was about to rush away, Su Ming raised his head indifferently, his eyes were like electricity, and he swept on the dragon's head.

"Get out!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the dragon's head trembled violently, and its rushing head was forcibly paused more than thirty zhang away from Su Ming, a touch of fear that was extremely rare in this dragon's eyes, and instantly appeared, Su Ming's word, in this dragon's feeling, its soul seemed to have experienced a storm, and the storm was so strong that it seemed to want to kill it, only in one thought.

Even its body was trembling, from the majesty of Su Ming's words, from the indifference in Su Ming's eyes, so that this dragon trembled with fear at the same time, there was a feeling of irresistibility.

It seems that Su Ming, who seems to be weaker than it at this moment, is actually an ancient ancestor who can be easily pinched to death, that will, that majesty, inviolability in the slightest, makes it think of many times when he has reached the top of this whirlpool, the edge closest to the outside world, and when he looks at Dao Chen outside, he feels as weak as an ant.

Trembling, the dragon howled, its body slowly retreated, and the fear in its eyes became more and more intense, until its body was hidden in the dead qi again, and after the figure of Su Ming in its eyes was covered by the mist, it quickly flashed and hurriedly left this place.

As a strange life that exists in this vortex of yin death, it has seen too many strong people in this life, but it can ...... The Su Ming it saw today was the one that made it feel the most frightened of all the strong people it had encountered in its life, and even made it, which had already died, feel the approach of death again.