Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 6: Three Desolations Chapter 1232: The Vortex of Death

The Yin Death Vortex exists within the Daochen True Realm, but it is completely separated from the Daochen Real Realm. Even when the will of the Daochen Real Realm is at its strongest, it cannot have much interference with the Yin Death Vortex.

This can be said to be a completely different world from the outside world. Monks can step into it, but most of the monks who enter it will be suppressed by their cultivation. In addition, there are some other inexplicable dangers.

However, it is not impossible for the beings in the vortex of death to want to escape, but they have been rare for countless years. This can be seen from the difficulty Su Ming once had.

It is also because this whirlpool of Yin and Death has been within the scope of the Immortal Clan in the past, so the people who know the most about this place are the various sects of the Immortal Clan. In addition, the generation of barbarian gods who came out of the land of Yin and Death many years ago are all-powerful. , enslaving the immortals, all of this has given the Land of Death a more mysterious veil.

The cultivation level of the generation of barbarian gods back then, and what method they used to achieve this, this matter has become history...

Su Ming was in the starry sky, looking at the whirlpool of death in front of him. He was silent and did not pay attention to the excited cry of the bald-haired crane. His expression was a little complicated and a little reminiscing.

In the whirlpool of death, the barbarian land, there are still some familiar people in Su Ming's memory, such as Fang Canglan, the Wu clan, Lei Chen, who has never been found, and some familiar people from back then, etc., now they have been away for thousands of years. I don’t know whether things are the same as people, or whether things are not people and they are not...

In silence, Su Ming shook his head. He had been away from the vortex of death for so long that some things in his memory were blurred. However, as he stared at the vortex of death, this blur gradually emerged in his mind.

Outside the Yin Death Whirlpool, there are still traces of a formation. This is obviously the Yin Sealing Formation that the cultivators of the Immortal Clan spent a lot of effort to construct.

Huzi is transformed by the spirit of this formation, and has completely separated, just like reincarnation. Therefore, the hurricane released by the gap in the Three Desolations at this moment, although the formation was destroyed and only the remains were left, Huzi There was no impact at all.

With a sigh, Su Ming took a step forward and turned into a rainbow and headed straight for the vortex of death.

After being away for more than a thousand years, now...it's time to return.

Su Ming's figure instantly merged into the vortex of death, and Bald Crane followed closely behind him. As for the old man Tianling, he had his own way of staying by Su Ming's side and did not require Su Ming to pay much attention.

The moment his body entered the vortex of death, a majestic death energy emerged from the vortex with a roar. Because the death energy was so thick, it turned into fog and quickly moved around Su Ming. It is so rich that it can cause all living beings to rot and become dead in an instant.

But for Su Ming, this death aura not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead gave him a familiar sense of belonging, because... back then, he had completely integrated into this rich death aura, and merged into a kind of him. In the Land of Yin Death, the existence of death energy is completely undetectable. It is like a piece of ice that falls into the water and melts, becoming inseparable from the water.

It was a kind of corrosion when facing the bright sun, a kind of severe pain when he tried to leave, because at that time, he was already part of the aura of death.

"The whirlpool of Yin Death is like using a mirror. Outside the mirror is Daochen and the Three Wastelands, and inside the mirror... is the land of Yin Death." Su Ming murmured, his body kept moving forward in the vortex, gradually dying. The Qi became stronger and stronger, and in the end it completely covered Su Ming, causing Su Ming's Qi to be rapidly transformed.

This kind of transformation was connived by Su Ming. As a spiritual ancestor, he had a true world clone and had walked out of the vortex of death. Therefore, he had no objection to this kind of transformation. He allowed his body and even his breath to gradually and completely integrate with him. After the death energy merged together, a feeling of lightness in the body suddenly emerged.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, making Su Ming seem to have found the feeling he had when he was in the land of death. The vortex continued to rotate, becoming deeper and longer. He had been falling like this for countless years, but it was difficult to fall into this vortex of death. deep.

Silently whizzing and swimming in this whirlpool, it seemed that there was also a suction power within it, which allowed Su Ming to gallop on his own without expending any effort, towards the world where the barbarians lived in the many spaces in this whirlpool in his memory. , moving forward rapidly.

Around him, under the roar and rotation of the vortex, there are cracks in the space that are intertwined and transformed. Each crack in the vortex is a world. As the vortex rotates, there are more and more cracks representing the entrance to the space. If it were anyone else, it might be difficult to accurately find the barbarian land among the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

But here, Su Ming had two experiences of leaving the underworld and rushing out of the vortex, so he clearly remembered where the barbarian land was. At this moment, he went straight to the direction in his memory in silence, getting closer and closer.

Most of the aura on his body has turned into death aura, and the remaining part is also rapidly transforming. It seems that it won't take long before it can be completely transformed into a Yin Death body.

But at the moment when Su Ming was galloping in the whirlpool, a figure suddenly appeared from the mouth of a space crack below him. This figure looked like a human figure, but it had two heads, one on the left and one on the left. Right, at the moment of appearance, the two heads roared at the same time.

As it roared, the figure half-crouched beside the entrance, all four eyes glowing red, staring at Su Ming.

The moment Su Ming flashed past him, the double-headed figure let out a low roar and rushed out. But at the moment it rushed out, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier. , was bounced back directly, and screams were heard.

Su Ming's sinking body suddenly stopped at this moment, floating in the majestic rotating vortex, looking coldly at the two-headed monster that was bounced back by the invisible barrier.

"The land of the dead can be entered...but not exited." Su Ming murmured. When his eyes swept over the figure, he suddenly shrank, because his eyes not only fell on the strange man, but also on the strange man. Entering the space where this person was, he vaguely saw the world there.

It was a yellow sky and a black earth. On that earth, there were about a hundred thousand two-headed people, looking up to the sky and roaring. Most of their bodies were entangled with a large number of black iron chains, and their roars were shrill. Incomparable.

Looking across, Su Ming ignored everything in this world and continued to gallop along the vortex of death and toward its depths. In his memory, the space where the barbarians were was not far away.

Ten breaths later, Su Ming whizzed away from the space where the two-headed man was. But it was also ten breaths after he left that outside the space where the two-headed man was, among the mist rolling in the vortex of death, a The huge ferocious dragon head suddenly emerged from the mist, spraying a strong breath from its nostrils, and its red eyes seemed to be dull and rotten, staring at the direction Su Ming left.

Most of the dragon's head was rotten and exuded a strong death aura. When it moved at this moment, it was like a black lightning, and it went straight down in an instant.

When about half a stick of incense passed, Su Ming's figure paused for a moment in this seemingly endless whirlpool of death. When he stopped again, he looked to the right, a crack in the whirlpool.

There was a faint aura emanating from the crack, but it was this faint aura that made Su Ming feel the presence of the barbarians. That place... was the entrance to the barbarian world that existed in his memory.

If the formation outside the Yin Death Vortex was still there before the hurricane appeared, it would not be necessary to search like this to enter the barbarian land. People could be brought directly to the barbarian tribe through that formation.

Because that formation has been connected with the barbarians in a certain sense, but now the formation has long been reduced to debris, so Su Ming needs to look for it like this.

Su Ming looked at the crack at the entrance to the barbarian world. The death energy above him was squirming silently. At this moment, Su Ming, who looked calm, suddenly raised his right hand and pointed towards the vortex of death that was filled with a lot of death energy.

With this finger, it immediately roared and whirled, like a muffled thunder explosion, and the death energy rolled back, directly revealing the rotten dragon head that was quietly approaching inside.

The dragon's head was only a hundred feet away from Su Ming at this moment. As the death aura arose, the dragon's head appeared, revealing the smaller half of its body that was filled with bones.

Although the eyes of the dragon head were dull, there was a fierce flash of light, and he immediately let out a low roar towards Su Ming. The moment he moved and was about to rush away, Su Ming raised his head with an indifferent expression, his eyes were like lightning, and a flash of light appeared on the dragon head. sweep.

"roll!"

As soon as these words came out, the dragon's body trembled violently, and its charging head was forced to stop more than thirty feet away from Su Ming. A hint of fear that was extremely rare in this dragon's eyes suddenly appeared. Come out, Su Ming's word, here the dragon feels, its soul seems to have experienced a storm, the storm is so strong that it seems to kill it in just one thought.

Even its body was trembling. The majesty in Su Ming's words and the indifference in Su Ming's eyes made the dragon feel an irresistible feeling while trembling with fear.

It seems that Su Ming, who seems to be weaker than him at this moment, is actually an ancient ancestor who can easily crush him to death. His will and majesty are inviolable in the slightest, making him think of many times when he has reached the end of this whirlpool. Above, at the edge closest to the outside world, when looking at Daochen outside, he felt as weak as an ant.

As it trembled, the dragon wailed and retreated slowly. The fear in its eyes became more and more intense until its body was hidden in the death aura again. After the figure of Su Ming in its eyes was covered by the mist, it quickly turned around. Flash, leave this place quickly.

As a strange being that exists in this vortex of death, it has seen too many powerful people in its life, but... the Su Ming it saw today was the most powerful among all the powerful people it had encountered in its life. The most frightening thing was that it even felt the approach of death again, even though it was already dead. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)