Super Urban Master

I said this is the end, but it is also the starting point.

Everyone gasped, and when they reached their level, their understanding of things was far beyond ordinary people.

They understand what I am talking about and understand what I mean.

But even if they understood it completely, they were still dumbfounded, with an unbelievable look on their faces.

"Three thousand, do you mean that you can go to another place through here? Go to the realm of God?" Nalanxiong couldn't help being curious, so he asked me.

Ao Canghai shook his head at this time and said, "Your Majesty, it may not be the realm of the gods, but the battlefield. It is the last battlefield where the ancestors of the past, in the name of the gods, rushed to.

It seems that Ao Canghai respects Guiguzi so much and remembers every word of him in his heart to draw this inference.

Nalanxiong was silent, everyone was silent.

The hall of Nuo Da fell into deathly silence, and everyone's breathing was clearly audible.

We are very small at this time. Although we are placed outside, each of us can dominate one side, but in the face of the unknown secrets of our ancestors, we appear so small.

Because of the iron facts in front of them, many of the conferred gods back then were in the realm above Earth Immortal Great Perfection, and none of them returned, which shows the horror of the mysterious battlefield.

And I finally understood why the things grandfather left for me could only be opened behind my sixty-six-layer Qi machine.

This so-called sixty-sixth floor is not the upper three realms, it is not the heavenly sage, but the earth immortal great perfection.

Only when I reach the limit of the qi machine in the world, I am qualified to touch that secret.

Only when I understand the secret my grandpa left me can I go to the final battlefield.

Thinking of this, I came up with another thought. Nalan Chuchu said before that Red Fish had told her that Grandpa had left and went to help me find the law of the catastrophe.

Could it be that Grandpa went to that place of deity, to the place where countless ancestors have disappeared?

Is my life and death at the age of 23 related to the final battlefield?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this possibility is very high, and I become more curious about the place where the enchantment is connected in the four-legged coffin.

However, curiosity returns to curiosity. I am a two-sky saint after all. Even if the real aura is on the 206th floor, which is the eighth floor of the fairyland, there is still an insurmountable gap between me and the Great Perfection. I am not qualified to go. Touch it.

"What should I do now? Even if I came here, it would be a waste of water from the bamboo basket?" Nalan Chuchu asked a little disappointed.

She also hoped that we could enter the Half-Xian City through here, and then go to the forbidden area in the northernmost part of Dajin to save Ye Hongyu, but now we are stuck here.

"Hey, Earth Immortal Great Perfection, where are there such masters now? The ancestors were too confident in our descendants, and presented us with a problem that could not be solved at all." Na Lanxiong also shook his head.

At this time, the ghost emperor Song Yuqing suddenly exploded the overcast air, and said in a deep voice: "I'm coming!"

He has a ghostly aura, and his entire soul becomes black, black and blue against the background of the ghostly aura, and there is actually a condensed body in the faint.

Facing the ghostly spirit of Song Yuqing at this time, they couldn't help taking a few steps back because they were so strong as Ao Canghai and the masters of the fairyland, because the spirit was so prosperous that it made the soul tremble.

Seeing this scene, I just remembered that Song Yuqing had mentioned to me before. He said that he had cultivated the ghost spirit for thousands of years, and he finally broke through to the limit of the 66th floor two years ago.

He is no longer a ghost emperor, but a ghost, maybe one step further, one step to seal the ghosts and gods.

Step by step towards the four-legged coffin, Song Yuqing said to me: "Three thousand, I'm going. No matter what happens next, watch it! Remember not to act rashly. I just want you to see what will happen. Let you see the final secret with your own eyes."

Song Yuqing at this time is no longer the arrogant old ghost who has lived for thousands of years, nor the irritable old brother who can't raise his hand to kill ghosts.

Now he is a humane and just person who has to touch the truth even if he dies, so that I have the opportunity to understand the ultimate secret.

"Uncle Gui, don't be impulsive." Xuanyuan Qingluan suddenly stopped.

She also wanted to see what would happen after the final formation was inspired. She wanted to see what Chen Jinjia saw back then. In the end, he was so tough that he would die.

But looking at Song Yuqing, who had no hesitation, she couldn't bear it. Her conscience was awakened. It turned out that she was unscrupulous in order to love, but ignored too many other human relationships that she should have.

I also said to Song Yuqing: "Palace Master, think about it again, don't take risks in such a hurry."

Song Yuqing suddenly waved his big hand, and the majestic spirit of ghosts and immortals spewed out instantly.

This ghastly ghost air immediately enveloped us. He is an ancient ghost emperor, who is proficient in ghost clan secrets. No matter how we break free, at this moment, it is as if the ghost is in the body and possessed by the ghost. It is difficult. move.

"Noisy! Where do you come from so much nonsense, this king is going to become a god, are you jealous of this king? Just let me watch it!"

Song Yuqing yelled at us and turned back to that grumpy old man again.

Naturally, he didn't really want to covet the good fortune of a god. If the gods were so good, there wouldn't be this Yin City. He just wanted to help us understand the truth, and didn't want to make life and death too sad.

I knew he had decided, so I didn't say any more.

After all, even if he did this, he might not really die, but might go to another place. Everything is our guess, and only by witnessing can we know what is going on.

"Hahaha, Sanqian is right. Some things need to be done after all. Why can't it be me, Song Yuqing?"

"At that time, so many ancestors of the human race and the monster race could go to the battlefield, but our ghost race was a corner of An Yinsi, and even left the legend of'Ning touch the emperor's soul and not provoke the innate', which is simply embarrassing. This king is going to rectify the name of the ghost world today!"

Speaking impassionedly and vigorously, Song Yuqing stepped on both feet, carrying a bluish-black ghost, and jumped into the four-legged coffin full of ancient enchantment charms.

After jumping into the four-legged coffin, he kept pinching the ghost tactics with both hands, exploding the Dzogchen spirit all over his body, all permeating the four-legged coffin.

At this moment, the charms on the walls of the coffin were aroused by the Qi machine, emitting a bright light.

I couldn't move, I watched intently.

I thought this four-legged coffin would leave, just like Red Fish and the others took a four-legged coffin.

But the coffin did not leave, the bright light continued to gather, and finally became the lotus platform at Song Yuqing's feet.

Under the guidance of the lotus platform, Song Yuqing's ghost was supported by him, and kept floating forward.

At this time, he looked like a fairy-like spirit, and he really looked like an old god.

Soon, Song Yuqing stepped on the lotus platform and came to the depths of the hall.

There is actually a door there, we didn't detect it before, presumably not because of our negligence, but because the door was opened after the enchantment formation was opened.

After Song Yuqing floated through the door, I tried my best to look in.

I saw a huge lotus pond, and there seemed to be a person standing in the pond.

This person seems to be my grandfather.