Chapter 409

The dim Feathered Ancestral Temple is extremely dark, one human skin after another drifts down, blood and bones disappear, as if feathered and flew to immortality, the empty courtyard tells the loneliness of the past.

This place buried an immortal divine dynasty. The territory is boundless, every courtyard is a world, connected together, magnificent and huge to the extreme, small world groups gather together, forming thirty-three heavens, like the Heavenly Court pattern.

"This is definitely the handwriting of the Great Emperor."

The Black Emperor's eyes showed divine light, without any decadence of being bled. As a dog who followed Emperor Wu Shi for ten thousand years, he knew the Emperor's dojo very well, and howled: "There are not only the divine treasures of the Feathered Divine Dynasty inside, but maybe also the rare treasures left by the Feathered Great Emperor!"

"Rush in!"

The dragon horse let out a long whistle, broke the courtyard, and marched towards the deeper small world. Ye Fan and others also sacrificed the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Tripod and followed, looking around vigilantly.

"Woof, woof, woof, damn it, it was said by the fat man! This is a magic cave big tomb."

Just stepping into the second heaven of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, the Black Emperor screamed in horror, his fur stood up, because his movements were slow, as if he was carrying a magic mountain, and it was like a ghost pressing on his body, making it difficult to move.

On the high courtyard wall, and under the pitch-black eaves, hung one corpse after another, disheveled, all opened their eyes at this time, like green lamps, and all fell down head down and feet up.

One hanging ghost after another rushed down and pounced on the Tianling cover, as if to eat human brains.

"Monster, dare to make trouble in front of this deity!"

Duan De, as a grandmaster of grave robbing, had extraordinary attainments and was prepared. He shouted and splashed the black dog blood and holy spirit toenails in his hand, startling countless demons and ghosts, and by the way, drenched the Black Emperor, belonging to the original soup and original food.

The Black Emperor is a demon saint reincarnated, extremely yang and rigid, and his previous life was a true immortal of the nine heavens. He also reincarnated and gained sentience in this life, with reincarnation imprints in his body, revealing weirdness while being holy.

Ten-thousand-year black dog blood combines two characteristics, which can be called the best choice for subduing demons and eliminating demons!

Countless ghosts were stained with a drop of black dog blood, and immediately made bursts of green smoke. The shrill screams echoed in this courtyard, with a burnt smell.

"What is this?"

The dragon horse gasped, discovering that the more shrill the demons screamed, the slower everyone moved.

Only Princess Princess Shen Can and Lin Xian were calm. Attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint is not just talk. It is difficult for all-calamity yin spirits to become Saints. Unless it is a genuine Emperor's corpse, any ghost in front of a Saint is a joke.

"All fear comes from insufficient firepower."

Lin Xian said indifferently, holding up the Emperor Fuxi Dragon Tablet cast by Dragon Pattern Black Gold, and said leisurely: "Look clearly, this is how Emperor's weapons are used."

A vast immortal power erupted, shocking the past and future, turning into a circle of Dao patterns covering this small world. One black dragon after another leaped out, making dragon roars, and thousands of black lights were extremely sacred, transcending yin spirits and shattering darkness.

Emperor Fuxi supernatural power, dragon roar Dao drink!

One evil demon after another fell down instantly, as if their life essence was shattered in an instant, their forms and spirits were destroyed, leaving only their physical bodies.

"What is this?" The Holy Prince knocked on one of the demons with a black iron rod, like poking a piece of paper, the physical body dissipated with the wind, turning into a group of ashes.

"Should be the descendants of the Yin God."

Duan De was well-informed and muttered: "This kind of thing sees people or other living beings, can directly imprison their actions, mouth-to-mouth sucks out their whole body's essence, blood, and bones, which is the most fierce!"

"Yin God, sounds like it has a relationship with the Underworld." Princess Shen Can Daoist narrowed his eyes, thoughtful: "Is this the handwriting of the Underworld?"

"It's mostly related to it, but any Yin God, a life born from the extreme of death, can be called a heaven-defying miracle, buried on the yin eye of the earth vein after death, after endless years, one day this flesh corpse will 'live'..."

Duan De started to talk with eyebrows and eyes, but then his voice became smaller and smaller, his expression awkward. How does it feel more and more like himself.

If these things are considered descendants of the Yin God.

Then what is the Underworld Emperor with four reincarnation seals? The ancestor of the Yin God!

"If so, there will be at least two Yin Gods in the deepest part of this ancient temple, one man and one woman, to have these descendants?"

The Black Emperor smiled lewdly, hooking shoulders with Duan De: "I said Daoist Duan, these won't be your descendants, right."

"I can go to yours." Duan De's nose was crooked with anger, scolding and saying: "This poor Daoist has been casting the Dao for a million years, seeking a trace of innate pure yang immortal energy. Where are there any descendants? Why don't you talk about your dog cubs."

The Black Emperor and Duan De were still arguing, and the shrewd dragon horse took the lead, taking advantage of the opportunity of all demons being destroyed, and searched for treasures in the second small world. As the heavenly world of the former divine dynasty, even the outermost periphery was extremely extraordinary. In just a moment, he found many Saint-level materials.

The rest of the people woke up as if from a dream, almost overturned by the dragon horse. So they hurriedly rushed to the third and fourth heavens to search. Some precious items, even Saint Kings were greedy. Lin Xian even found a supplementary material for the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill.

The main material for refining the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill is hard to find, but the Great Emperor spends his mind and can always find it. The most critical is the auxiliary material, because the types are complicated, even if the person who attains the Dao has no luck, collecting it for two lifetimes may not be able to find half of it.

Stepping into the fifth small world, there is brilliance and light in front, there are no immortal treasures and divine materials, but countless scriptures. There are some ancient stone carvings in the halls here, which emit light on their own.

The Holy Prince, the God Prince and others wanted to observe, hoping to find the Emperor's scriptures left by the Feathered Great Emperor for reference, but were stopped by Princess Princess Shen Can.

"The scriptures here are not for Saints to watch, there is a kind of magic."

Princess Princess Shen Can's expression was solemn: "It's not feathered and flying to immortality, but a feeling of becoming the Dao, like a sacrifice."

Everyone was horrified. Is this the Great Emperor's ancestral temple, or a magic cave? There is weirdness everywhere.

Lin Xian followed the stone carvings on the wall and kept moving forward. Finally, the lines were interrupted in front of a stone man. The stone man was only half a foot high, sitting there, like a Buddha, and like an old farmer, very rough, hard to distinguish his true face.

"Is this the Feathered Divine Image?" The Black Emperor muttered: "A bit like the Western Desert Buddhism, hehe, counting it, the Feathered Great Emperor attained the Dao after the Amitabha Great Emperor, is he learning the method of eternal life from his predecessors."

"Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die, so that's it, so that's it..."

Lin Xian looked at the stone wall and became more and more familiar. After slightly operating the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, the patterns on the wall resonated instantly, his whole body bathed in brilliance, and he suddenly realized, laughed and said: "After the Amitabha Great Emperor is the Feathered Great Emperor, after the Feathered Great Emperor is that Empress!"

"The Feathered Great Emperor is the enlightenment mentor of the Empress!"

The Amitabha Great Emperor only accumulated thoughts. The method of eternal life of the Feathered Great Emperor is not as simple as thoughts, but to sacrifice all essence, energy, spirit, and flesh and blood, allowing immeasurable living beings to feather and achieve one person.

The Heaven-Swallowing Empress is even better than blue, treating the kings of the world as immortal medicines, creating the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, not even pretending, directly eating people to practice immortality.

The path walked by generation after generation for the sake of becoming an Immortal is the path to immortality.

Inheriting the past and opening up the future, from contributing thoughts, to sacrificing oneself, to devouring the origin, the version is evolving, and the Red Dust Immortal path is constantly improving!