Leisurely cultivating life

Although he felt a little unbelievable, Chisong still held a sliver of hope, hoping that Master could do it.

In this way, the master will not be alone when worshiping the high hall.

But he can't let the other person down because of this...

"Palmyi, in 100 years, no matter what, I will give you an explanation, okay?"

"Okay, 100 years, it's just time for my old lady to take a nap. Remember, Chisong, 100 years, I'll wait for you for 100 years, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation by then...Hmph!" Patriarch Palm Yi said coldly Chi Song's eyes made Chi Song cool from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Hey~" Chi Song sighed heavily, and smiled wryly in his heart.

Is this what the common people call 'doing'?

"Master, you must succeed!"

……

Zhou Fan couldn't hear the voice of his apprentice anymore.

At this moment, he looked at a mountain in front of him, a huge mountain with thousands of feet, covered with tombs.

Loneliness, coldness, death...

In Zhou Fan's perception, the tombs all over the mountain seem to be in disarray, but they are actually combined in an incomparably mysterious way to form a terrifying formation.

"interesting!"

The corner of Zhou Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he stepped forward slowly.

As he got closer to Leiji Mountain, a terrifying power gradually pressed on Zhou Fan.

This power reached its apex after Zhou Fan set foot on Leiji Mountain.

"Boom!!!!"

In a blink of an eye, the world in front of Zhou Fan's eyes changed.

As far as the eye can see, the world is dark and gloomy, and countless tombs are placed in a mess in this world, like a child scribbling on white paper.

As far as the eyes can see, the deepest darkness is permeating and spreading endlessly, and a withered and dead dao rhyme spreads around.

This kind of "Dao Yun" seems to be able to bury anything, whether it is time, space, or even everything in the world, under this "Dao Rhyme", it will come to an end and return to eternal silence.

Zhou Fan just felt it a few times, and his spirit couldn't help but relax, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to do anything, he enjoyed unprecedented peace of mind, and he only hoped to keep it like this forever.

"Om~~~" A burst of purple light flashed in Zhou Fan's mind, and Zhou Fan woke up.

"This is me..." He couldn't help feeling horrified, if it wasn't for Dayanzhu just now, he would have almost assimilated with this ghostly place.

"This place is actually tempting me, wanting me to become one with him?"

This is a huge influence, not that there is something secretly targeting Zhou Fan, but that this place is somewhat special.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn, and he was running mighty mana all over his body. He might have underestimated this place a little bit.

The formation outside was probably discovered on purpose, so as to make people feel at ease.

And once you enter this place, you will be influenced by that 'Dao Yun' and become one here.

"Come... come... become one with me...eternal life..."

Suddenly, a murmur sounded in this dim world, full of infinite temptation.

"Has the Lord arrived?" Zhou Fan calmly looked at the endless darkness in the distance.

"boom!!!"

The endless darkness is boiling, and the pitch-black aura of darkness is like the tide that destroys the world, overwhelming the impact, wanting to overwhelm everything and assimilate everything!

In the boundless darkness, an old man stepped in the darkness with an incomparably cold and silent expression.

The old man was dressed in tattered black clothes, and the old skin on his body seemed to be cracked. He looked extremely ferocious and terrifying, but the old man's expression was extremely calm, without the slightest disturbance.

He walked unhurriedly before the dark tide, with endless darkness behind him.

Incomparably terrifying, incomparably evil!

The tide of darkness is rolling towards Zhou Fan!

"Abomination!!!" Zhou Fan looked at the old man and said word by word.

In the heavens of the universe, there are countless unknowns, taboos, and weirdness...

And divine evil is the most terrifying unknown danger in the universe.

Few of the monks who encountered the evil survived.

Therefore, few people know the name of divine evil.

It just so happened that Zhou Fan was one of the few people who knew.

This is what Patriarch Yuxu told Zhou Fan, that the abomination is a kind of horror formed by those innate and sacred remnants that have not been fully conceived after experiencing a series of unknowns.

Their strength is unknown, their abilities are unknown...everything is unknown, even you don't know whether they will die or not.

"No, the breath is wrong..." Zhou Fan frowned.

No matter how unknown the abomination is, his root is derived from the immature innate holiness, and there must be a trace of innate holiness on his body.

So after seeing the old man, Zhou Fan felt a trace of innate sacredness from him. This is the original information that is also innate and sacred, and no one can change it unless the universe is shattered.

But at this time, besides the innate sacred aura, he also sensed a faint... monster aura from the old man?

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"This faint demonic aura...seems somewhat familiar!"

Zhou Fan squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the old man with his back facing the endless darkness, and thought to himself.

"Zhou Fan, do you think you can kill me? Hahaha... I am immortal!!!"

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound like metal and iron clashing from the old man's mouth, and the old man looked at Zhou Fan with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to eat his flesh raw.

"...Wu Heng?" Zhou Fan frowned, and he recognized who the owner of this tone was, it was Wu Heng who had been beheaded by him not long ago.

It's just that Wu Heng was cut by his "big killing technique", and his soul dissipated completely. Even if there is anything left, there is only the true spirit. Zhou Fan still doesn't have the cultivation base to kill the true spirit by the way up.

But now, it seems that he has not completely wiped out Wu Heng.