In the deep pit above the broken stars of this Morning True Realm, when Su Ming listened to the muttering from Bai Ling, it was also in this Morning True Realm, in the original Immortal Clan Region, there was a place that was extremely strange even for the Four True Realms and the Three Desolation Great Realms.

There, is the hometown in Su Ming's memory...... The Land of the Dead!

The entrance to the starry sky in this place of the dead is a vortex that seems to have no end, and at this moment, although there are countless hurricane winds whistling outside this whirlpool, this is enough to destroy the monks and collapse the vortex of the stars...... It can't shake this yin death vortex, it can only sweep outside, but it can't be involved in the vortex at all.

In this whirlpool of yin and death, there is an unknown number of spaces, and there are many ethnic groups living in those spaces, and the barbarians are only one of the spaces, just one of the ethnic groups.

Now, in one of these many spaces, there is a fiery world, the sky is red, the earth is red, and countless seas of fire are permeating this world, rolling in fiery winds, blowing dazzling fire, making this world like a hell of nine flames!

At this moment, in this hellish land, there is a mountain surrounded by flames, this is a volcano, a volcano that has never been extinguished for countless years, and in it, there is a majestic fire pool, which emits red rays, reflecting a dark red in this volcano.

In this hot pool, there is a purple coffin floating, this coffin does not know how many years it has existed here, but looking at the vicissitudes of life on it, I am afraid that it is enough to look tens of thousands of years.

The coffin was imprinted with countless runes, and these runes flickered with every nine breaths, as if they were endless, and they would shine forever, forever...... The sudden thumping sound from inside this coffin changed the rhythm of the runes on this coffin for the first time in countless years, so that they no longer flickered with nine breaths, but became eight breaths.

As the thudming sound became stronger and stronger, as if someone was constantly bombarding the coffin, the flickering of the runes on it also changed rapidly, from eight breaths to seven breaths once, and then to six breaths, until the moment when the coffin flashed every three breaths, the coffin suddenly let out a roar.

In this roar, the lid of the coffin suddenly lifted, slowly floating in the air, and at the same time, the surrounding flame pool also rolled violently, like a roar kept roaring, at this moment, suddenly, an arm suddenly stretched out from the coffin.

It was a thin arm, with five fingers open, and the moment it stretched out from the coffin, all the flame of the volcano exploded, and the whole earth outside roared in unison, and the sky trembled violently, and rolling red clouds immediately appeared on the volcano.

It was as if the whole world was affected in an instant when the arm in the coffin stretched out, and then, with the arm stretched out from the coffin, its open five fingers slowly clenched into a fist, and immediately the fire and heat of the whole world seemed to be centered on the arm in an instant, and it rolled madly towards here.

All this is just the time when the arm clenches into a fist, if you look down from the highest place in this world, you can clearly see that the earth and fire of the whole world are rolling upside down, and where those flames pass, the earth loses all its heat and becomes black.

At the same time, all the flames, including the fire clouds in the sky, were all absorbed by the volcano, and they all condensed in the palm of the arm, and when this person grasped it, there was an extra red bead in the palm.

There was a sea of fire tumbling and clouds of fire swimming in the bead, like a world.

A sigh came from inside the coffin, and gradually, a tall figure slowly sat up from the coffin, until when the battle began, a set of crimson robes appeared on the body of this figure, the robe was not an ordinary garment, it was ...... Imperial robe!

On the top of this person's head, an imperial crown appeared impressively, making this person suddenly have an imperial domineering, forcing the revelation, filling this volcano and filling the whole world.

"Did you fail...... this person whispered softly, with a strange majesty in his voice, and a kind of contempt for the world, as if he said the word failure, but in anyone's ears, he didn't feel the slightest regret of failure.

Lian had already guessed that there was too little certainty of success in this matter, how could Su Xuanyi's generation of heroes have no backhand, but Lian's original plan was to know what Su Xuanyi's plans were.

The enemy who cannot be seen clearly is terrible, but the enemy who can see clearly is not terrible.

This plan 1 "This is also to lead to Su Xuanyi's plan, so that Lian knows what he is going to do......" Between the words, the man wearing the emperor's robe and the emperor's crown slowly raised his head, revealing his appearance, he ...... It's the emperor!!

In other words, his appearance is exactly the same as that of Emperor Tian, except on his face, which is more vicissitudes, more domineering, and more powerful!

"Use a wisp of remnant soul flying out of Lian's body as a temptation, if you succeed, it's the best, if you fail, it doesn't matter, it's okay to lose a mere immortal alliance. The man spoke lightly, his eyes flashed, and he raised his head to look at the sky outside the crater, and gradually a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Three Emperors and Five Emperors, fellow Daoists, how are you resting?" His voice came out of the world, echoing within the Yin Death Vortex, and after a while, there were strong fluctuations whistling from the seven spaces in the Yin Death Vortex.

More terrifying divine consciousnesses touched each other here, as if they were communicating with each other, and after a long time, these divine consciousnesses dissipated one after another, returning to the world that belonged to them, and the vortex of yin and death gradually calmed down.

"It's the same as Lenovo, just let Su Xuanyi change well outside, we don't need to go out so soon, let him continue to complete his plan, and at the last moment, let him know everything about him...... Just a joke. Di Tian smiled faintly, slowly lay down in the coffin again, and let go of the palm of his right hand, causing the red beads in it to spread out at once, making the world filled with fire again.

"My injuries were fully recovered 10,000 years ago...... Unspeakable, unspeakable...... I've gobbed my way to the edge, and given me some time, I might really be qualified...... Stepping into that threshold, thank you for this matter, Su Xuanyi ...... "Di Tian muttered, the coffin lid fell with a bang, and after sealing the coffin, the coffin slowly sank back into the Yan Chi and disappeared.

"Damn the Immortal Alliance, damn Dao Chen Sect, damn this firmament, damn this squall !!" In the Daochen True Realm, in an equally broken star, one was wearing a black robe, but his expression was extremely embarrassed, but in his eyes was a young man with a madness, who was raising his hands to the sky as if holding up, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"Little ones, hold on, the formation will be successfully arranged, this damn hurricane can't destroy the cultivation of our battle hall!" The young man roared, and there were nearly 20,000 monks behind him, all of whom roared in unison, all sending out the power of cultivation and merging into nothingness, and gradually a light curtain slowly appeared, as if to envelop this star.

In the crowd, Huokui Ancestor and Zhu Youcai were impressively included!

It is also the Daochen True Realm, in the starry sky, there is a lonely boat that seems to regard this squall wind as a big wave in the seawater, and the starry sky as the seawater, swimming here.

"Wind, stars, you are so beautiful...... Broken, nothing, but unfortunately there is no sunshine, ah, why aren't you beautiful......" Lang Lang's voice rose from the inside of the boat, and it seemed to be intoxicated when it reverberated.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Childe's literary brilliance is rare, this is definitely the best poetry a servant girl has ever heard. Along with the intoxicating voice, there was a burst of women's coquettish laughter.

As the lonely boat got closer and closer, it could be seen that there was a fog surrounding it, which looked thin, but it seemed to restrain the squall wind that existed in the starry sky, so that the boundary force in the hurricane could not disperse into it.

Through the mist, it can be faintly seen that on the lonely boat, there is a desk, and next to it sits a long-haired man, this man is extremely handsome, and has a gentle charm like a flower.

Beside him, there were three beautiful women, these three women looked at the man with tender eyes, as if the man had even said shit in his mouth...... Then this shit must also be poetic......

Some of them poured wine for the man, some held sweet melons and fruits for him, and the last one was gently squeezing his legs for him, with a charming little face and a slow look.

The man shook his head, as if recalling his own poems.

It's just that, behind these four people, at the end of this boat, there is a discordant voice that breaks this poetic feeling here.

It was a thunderous snoring, the sound actually had a regular rhythm, sometimes high, sometimes low, it was a very thick man, the big man fell there like a tiger, and he was holding a pot of wine in his hand, although he was in a dream at the moment, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he didn't know what he dreamed of in his dream, and he was very happy.

"Little junior brother, come and dry this pot of wine!" the big man turned over, muttered a few words, and snored louder.

"Alas......" As if hearing the muttering of the big man, the flower-like man with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes, looked at the starry sky in the distance, and lowered his head and sighed.

"Little junior brother, where are you ......?"

At the same moment, in the Daochen Sect, which had become a ruin, in one of the nine hundred and ninety-nine continents in the Nether Realm, from the broken ruins, there was gradually a figure crawling out cautiously, he looked a little obscene, but now in this obscene appearance, there was a monstrous hatred.

"Su Xuanyi !!" The man's body trembled, his cultivation was very weak, but the hatred that emanated from him at this moment was enough to shatter everything.

With tears in his eyes, he looked around, and flew out with a roar in the sky, he wanted to find out if there was anyone else alive here, even if there was a chance, he would never give up.

I finally finished writing it before 12 o'clock, so I'm sorry for keeping everyone waiting......