There will never be light in the underworld.

Absolutely bleak and absolute darkness. When some people were still in low practice, it was difficult to see the underworld without using someone's blood special effects.

So there is nothing day and night, it's always the same.

The only thing that can judge time is that Chen Shi's spiritual energy is a little fresher, but the dark and obscene gives people the illusion of spiritual light and floating in the void.

It's beautiful, but also cold.

After living in this kind of place for a long time, it was like Qin Yi's face was pale and full of ghost spirit when he first met Meng Qingying.

It was not lovely at all at that time and it was very bad.

The monks cultivated in this environment generally have some psychological problems... Meng Qingying looked back at her back then, and compared with the present, she changed a lot. One is that she integrates with her memories in her previous life and neutralizes the grand aura of Fenghuang, and the other is that she... fell in love with Qin Yi and felt warm.

She was unwilling to do something that made Qin Yi dislike, so she gradually became cute and kind.

Maybe some people think that it is no longer Meng Qingying, no longer different from others, and has become Qin Yi's pendant... That is, choosing to be a part of the group, the personality convergence is natural and the convergence of the group. Others do not understand the meaning of this convergence, so what does it have to do with it?

She just needs to know that she is still Meng Qingying. Just like the others around him, her nostrils are not that big, and smart people can tell their feelings.

Before Qin Yi, she had never felt the warmth from others, and even in Yu Zhenren... The coldness of the battle for the throne was a life-threatening life, and she stood out. Yu Zhenren passed on the inheritance according to the agreement... It was just an obligation. The process that a sect inherits should be carried out, and it was too gigantic to say what the relationship between master and apprentice is.

But it is undeniable that the inheritance of kindness is still there. In the past 20 or 30 years of monopolizing power and having all resources, it is worthy of the love, even if it is just a cycle of the previous life... Meng Qingying still thinks that it should be better for his master, at least he cannot easily think of destroying this time bomb, which is wrong.

I saw that the green mountains were so charming, but I thought that the green mountains would be like this when they saw me.

This time, the master hid a lot of things, which made people feel weird... But she still gave the master enough trust and did not go to the bottom of it. I believe that the master is not blind and will have some feedback.

Maybe it’s just wishful thinking. Such fools are often disappointed... But everyone is a fool, so be a fool again.

What makes people happiest is that Qin Yi fully supports him without even a trace of opposition and doubt.

As long as she thinks it's right, then do it, and he will only do his best to help.

They are all fools.

Meng Qingying sat cross-legged on the altar with her long hair without wind, floating like clouds.

On the altar, the blood-colored texture became brighter and bright again, as if something was awakening and reviving.

The soul of the demon dragon floated in a spherical shape in front of her. There seemed to be a strange twist of light and shadow on the altar, just like a painting slowly stretched into an abstract feeling.

That is the spirit that is integrating into the plane.

The Abyss Demon Dragon is the Netherworld original creature, and before it was killed, it was a Netherworld overlord-level creature. This kind of soul is obviously very suitable for it. With the many top Netherworld treasures found by Yao Guang from the heaven, it is likely to be... It is probably almost done. After all, the demon dragon level has not reached the Kaitian. Anyway, even if it is not possible, Ju Yunxiu, who is invisible nearby, throws out the painting scroll and blends in, which is definitely enough.

Meng Qingying is very sure that she will succeed this time.

Netherworld itself has never been a key issue.

But she still felt a slight sense of uneasiness in her heart. She knew that there must be something wrong. Half of her mind was sacrificed, and her other half was always alert to where the change was.

Not far from the altar, a palace was hidden in the void. This was not an invisibility technique at all, but a magical power of spatial phase. Liusu moved his human palace from the Rift Valley to be a mobile fortress for everyone, and everyone hid inside and concealed together.

Everyone can also feel the same uneasiness as Meng Qingying.

"Great, can people from the world smuggle from the Netherworld?"

"The possibility of smuggling exists. After all, Netherworld is so cracked like this, and there are many cracks in the void, so one may be just right to pass through. But this kind of investigation is very difficult, and even if I want to find which crack I can cross, I can't find it in a thousand years."

Qin Yi said: "Can't people change the time flow rate?"

Yaoguang shook his head: "Impossible. Although he is also very familiar with time and space... But if such a crack corresponds to the void of the universe, it will be spread all over the universe. Who can cover the change of time flow so widely? If he could do it, he would have been too clear, so everyone might as well wash and sleep."

Qin Yi pondered: "At least it proves that he is not unpredictable about the things we can practice in changing the flow rate?"

Liusu Yaoguang looked at each other and said a little embarrassedly: "Generally speaking... he wouldn't think we can cooperate so well."

"Well... this is not reliable. Even if you don't think so, there are probably plans? For example, we guess that we have not recovered from our peak, but we are also preparing to do what if we recover?"

"Well... that's natural, he's not stupid."

Qin Yi's eyes turned to Meng Qingying's position and whispered: "In this way, this battle may not be easy to fight..."

Liusu said: "This is another matter. No matter what, he will always come in and see. Smuggling through the Netherworld is the best way. You can directly avoid our core range and cause trouble from the outside. Maybe you don't need to fight with us. What he wants to achieve is just the root of this world. Once you obtain it, you will run away. It's meaningless no matter how strong we are."

Yaoguang said: "If he could come in, it would be that an insider had expanded the space rift."

No one spoke, and this kind of speculation had already circled in everyone's heart, otherwise why would the entire army be ambushed here... It was because he had long concluded that Yu Zhenren was going to rebel.

But I can't bear to say to Meng Qingying that you can arrest your master first... Without evidence and without evidence, you would rather kill by mistake" based on guessing alone, and everyone's views cannot be achieved.

Just be careful.

As Meng Qingying's sacrifice and refining ceremony proceeded, every broken part of the underworld plane that could be seen with naked eyes began to heal, just as human wounds were stitched together, and new flesh and blood slowly grew, smoothing out the scars.

The fallen Netherworld slowly became one again.

The void cracks that were originally spread across the plane cracks were squeezed and disappeared like bubbles, and fewer and fewer.

If it is completely complete, there will be no room for smuggling.

As the soul of the demon dragon merged into the underworld, the already exhausted riverbed of the Styx seemed to have begun to flow. The spiritual riverbed began to turn into water, from almost solid "stagnant water condensation" to become living water again, starting from Forgetful River and flowing towards the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood is no longer a withered flesh and blood combination, gradually becoming a bloody place, reaching the vast sky.

The Netherworld is about to "live".

"Not enough." Meng Qingying was quietly sending a message: "It's still a bit of force. Sister Yunxiu, I'm going to use the simulated meaning of Journey to the West in the Underworld, right? I'm going to use it, no problem?"

Ju Yunxiu sent a message: "It's for you. Do you have to ask this?"

Meng Qingying said: "This simulation of Journey to the West is fine. It's mainly your picture. I'm a little reluctant to use it, and I always feel..."

Before he finished speaking, a crack that should have disappeared suddenly widened in the void in the distance.

The corpse of the abyss demon dragon that should have been dealt with by the Wanxiang Senluo Sect hovered up in the void and roared to the sky.

The rocks in the void collapsed, like a collision between planets in the universe, blowing the entire underworld and shaking the mountains, the plane was shaking, and almost had the illusion of being separated from the three realms.

The terrifying energy, the strange meaning that is incompatible with this world, instantly dispersed and filled the world.

There seemed to be laughter in people's ears, as if they were in the sky and in their hearts.

Meng Qingying's eyes were a little disappointed, and her expression was still calm: "Puppet replacement technique, the soul is coming, and the outside world is here."
Chapter completed!