The heavens begin from the underworld

In the dim ancient palace of the Great Dream Pure Land, in the small underworld.

Streams of light returned from the dark vortex at the end of the ancient palace from time to time, causing occasional discussions among the guardians of various tribes.

"The Daoist Jinlin of the Dao tribe has returned. Looking at his blazing soul light, he must have gained a lot this time."

An old man wearing ancient silver scale armor and at the level of a sub-saint looked at Jinlin, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with envy.

He could feel a yang energy blowing in his face, washing Jinlin's flesh and making his body purer.

If he had such an opportunity, he would have the hope of the holy realm, and would no longer be comparable to the saints in the spiritual level as he is now.

"Well, well, you are worthy of being the Qilin child of our tribe. After this tempering, Jinlin will definitely become a saint."

Jinlin's guardian couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing. This is a living saint. It can be said that in the era when the strongest person who reflects the heavens does not appear, this is the top existence of the starry sky in the small underworld.

"Congratulations, Brother Dao."

Many people were congratulating each other, a little jealous of Jin Lin's gains.

Although Chu Feng's influence was gone, the dangers of the Fallen Land were still very high. Many Tianjiao who participated in the event died halfway and had to return with regret.

Soon, another Liuguang returned and invested in a certain flesh body.

"Buddha's disciple Shi Hong is back too."

"What an amazing yang energy. It seems that the Buddha's harvest is also shocking."

"Such a strong spiritual energy, I'm afraid it's comparable to the Golden Body Realm."

Several Tianjiao who died halfway looked at Shi Hong who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and their hearts were full of jealousy.

They were originally unable to compare with Shi Hong. They thought they could surpass Shi Hong by seizing the opportunity this time, but the reality was really too cruel.

Compared to Shi Hong's gains, they can only be said to be a drop in the bucket this time.

"Who am I, who am I..."

A Tianjiao who had returned long ago sat on the futon, whispering to himself, his eyes blank.

After seeing his state, some big shots asserted that this was a state of enlightenment, and they wanted to win him over. Now they were waiting for this "Who am I" to finish his enlightenment.

"Oh my God, why is Fairy Qin's aura so strong? It gives me the illusion that I have seen a saint."

A woman with outstanding appearance exclaimed. She was a proud daughter from a small planet, and just met the standard for participating in this grand event.

"Sub-saint?"

The blue-skirted beautiful woman in the Great Dream Pure Land had a bright look in her eyes, and saw the specific state of Qin Luoyin.

Because she was no longer involved with Chu Feng, Qin Luoyin's experience in the Fallen Land this time also changed greatly. After the death of the God of War, he picked up a lot of garbage, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

"Quickly get the treasure liquid, Luoyin's harvest is too amazing, and the flesh can't bear it."

The blue-skirted beautiful woman quickly sent a message to the strong man in the Great Dream Pure Land.

Pure Saint-level spiritual power will not put too much pressure on Qin Luoyin's body, but the Yang Qi brought from the Fallen Land...

If it is too strong, it is also a happy trouble, and it may even burn the body to ashes.

"The Yuan family brothers and sisters of the Shi Mo clan..."

"The Feathered Divine Body..."

"The Ying family of the Sub-Immortal Clan..."

As the spiritual bodies of the Tianjiao returned one by one, the dim ancient hall gradually became lively.

Some of the Tianjiao were very surprised by the harvest this time, and some beat their chests and stamped their feet, wondering what happened to make them harvest so little.

Their memories of the Fallen Land have been almost erased.

If not, after so many years, the Great Dream Pure Land should have had a detailed understanding of the information of the Fallen Land.

The strange art that can devour others to improve strength.

Who wouldn't be tempted?

"No, hasn't the one from Kunlun returned yet?"

Some people were puzzled.

He recognized Lin Yang before, but because Lin Yang was a supreme power, he didn't make it public at the time, fearing that he would attract the attention of the supreme power.

That is a terrifying existence that reflects the heavens. A sub-saint like him should stay away from it.

"The one from Kunlun?"

The Suzaku Fairy, who was closer, was stunned when she heard this and said in surprise: "Lin Wudi?"

Because Lin Yang rose too quickly, he was extremely powerful and very young, so different places in the starry sky called him differently.

Monster, Lin Wudi, Earth Overlord, Underworld Ruler, Master of Kunlun Mountain...

"Where is his body?"

The Suzaku Fairy frowned slightly, not seeing where Lin Yang's body was.

"It seems that the one who opened the passage for us was that person."

A heroic and vigorous Tianjiao spoke.

"He can't find his body, and he really came again. Could it be that his body entered that world?"

Someone speculated so.

"Entered in the body? How is that possible?"

The Tianjiao of the Netherworld Clan instinctively refuted and did not agree with this statement.

Just kidding, the Earth and the Netherworld Clan are hostile to each other. If Lin Yang really entered that world in the body and gained a lot.

Wouldn't their Netherworld Clan be facing a catastrophe?

The once powerful Celestial Clan has now declined to such a state.

"Lin Wudi?"

Luo Shirong was a little surprised. This name was not just arrogant.

With the name of "Invincible", he was either sitting in a well and looking at the world, or extremely powerful.

Listening to the discussion of the crowd, it was undoubtedly the latter.

He came from the Chaos Celestial Palace outside the realm, and didn't know much about the recent situation in the small underworld. After all, he didn't think that such a place could give birth to any amazing geniuses.

Following Luo Shirong, another disciple of the Chaos Celestial Palace, Luo Kunyu, whispered in his ear: "Lin Wudi's real name is Lin Yang, and he is the culprit for the decline of the Celestial Clan in this starry sky."

The Celestial Clan of the Little Underworld was founded by the strong men of the Chaos Celestial Palace. When Luo Shirong heard that Lin Yang was related to the decline of the Celestial Clan, his face changed.

After so many years of development, the Celestial Clan with more than one illuminator can be regarded as a major force in the universe where he lives, even if it is not as good as the Chaos Celestial Palace.

The people who reflect the heavens are not small minions that can be grasped in large numbers. They are also high-end combat forces in the Chaos Celestial Palace.

Let such a major force decline...

No matter what means are used to cause it, it is an extremely terrifying person.

"Let's go."

Luo Shirong whispered, turned around and walked out of the ancient temple.

Listening to the discussion of the crowd, he now knew that Lin Yang was a big man who reflected the heavens.

If Lin Yang returns and knows that the three people of the Chaos Celestial Palace are related to the Celestial Clan, the three of them may have to explain in this starry sky.

Going to that world to train with a spiritual body can bring great benefits to everyone, not to mention going there with a physical body.

Luo Shirong even thought that Lin Yang might not be far from becoming a god.

Gods...

Even in the universe where he was born, he is a top existence.

There are many people with the same mentality as Luo Shirong, all of whom have a grudge against the Earth.

Even if someone thinks that Lin Yang will die in that world and never come back, they dare not really say it.

If this word is heard by others and then told to Lin Yang...

then they are finished.

Who dares to risk death and extinction to speak out?

That is the strongest person who reflects the heavens, not a cat or a dog, and he will really wash the mountains and rivers with blood.