The red light was particularly bright in the nine-colored miasma, like a red lantern flashing in front of everyone. Every flashing touched the minds of dozens of monks, like a great demon, constantly seducing the monks to fight for him. Blood and soul will be the best sacrifices dedicated to him.

Nine-leaf Immortal Lotus, the purpose of everyone this time is that nearly half of the genius monks died halfway through before they even took a look at it...

The swamps, wild beasts, and even humans who are also monks are covered with blood along the way, and the namesake bones are piled up along the way.

Perhaps next year, the blood and corpses will be covered with swamp vines, blooming with small red, white, blue and purple flowers. Who would have thought that under this beautiful flower cluster was a skeleton, which made the flowers look strange and charming.

Silent! Silent! Like the darkness before dawn, the remaining monks finally came here after the traces left by the Yin and Yang butterflies. They held their breath one by one, restrained their breath, and did not dare to make any sound. Here, the low sound of the insects can be clearly heard!

Everyone waited for the moment when the blood-drop red light bloomed!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sky became darker. Before I knew it, there was no light around me, and I couldn't see my five fingers. The only light was the red light in the distance.

At this time, a shrill scream tore up the tranquility created by everyone. A place with its back against the vast ocean, a smile came out from the corner of Huang ****'s mouth, "Finally, some people can't help but take action? It's too anxious. The flowers have not bloomed yet, and it's useless to grab them!"

"Senior brother, now some people can't help it anymore. I'm afraid that someone will want to pick it later. But the flowers are not blooming yet, is it useful?"

The three of them were dressed like snow in white, and the lonely leaves in the middle were even more handsome, wearing white clothes, upright and snow in the mountains. A faint smile lingered with a flower.

At this moment, the momentum on his body was much more restrained than in the Soul Sect lobby, making people feel that his cultivation was unfathomable. Even if he spoke, he would just say a few words. He only heard a few words lightly say: "One step is useful, but they are less greedy!"

These people are all hiding in one place, and their aura is restrained. No one can notice it. It is possible that the two are only a hundred feet apart.

"The few acquaintances this time have really found this place. Bi Yao, we will take action later. I will pick the Nine-Leaf Fairy Lotus to attract their attention." Seeing Bi Yao's worried expression, Qin Yun's face looked gentle, and stretched out his hand and wiped her hair wet in the fog. He leaned against her ears and said to the ground: "Don't worry, I have the golden body cultivation of the Medicine Buddha, and they will never kill me. But you, the hostility of Yin and Yang Butterflies towards Bi Yao Xiao is a double-edged sword. If used well, they can get rid of many enemies, but don't hurt yourself." After that, he took a breath between her hair, allowing the fragrance of Bi Yao to fill his lungs, so he was a little confused.

The screams dissipated with time, and silence and fear occupied everyone's hearts. Without it, the beginning of the fight.

Boom, the red light that had been brewing in the distance for a long time finally bloomed, and the light contained a magnificent force gushed out. The fog dissipated and the silence dissipated. One by one, the figures rushed towards the red light. This was the only way for everyone to see clearly. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white. This nine-leaf fairy lotus, like the Tianshan snow lotus, was stacked from bottom to top, spreading nine leaves, each leaf had a different color.

The blooming petals are like a lotus lantern, with bright red light blooming inside, and every flash is enough to make people crazy.

"Nine-leafed Fairy Lotus, I have hope of this body transforming!" An old monster rushed in front, with a very fast speed that was astonishing. The prohibition here suppressed the realm to awakening, but could not suppress these immortal magical powers.

"Jie!" The treasure was fascinated by the eyes, the lard was blinded by the heart, and a beautiful butterfly danced beside the fairy lotus. The butterfly's wings were clearly black and white. Who would have thought that this sharp cry of insects was emitted from its mouth, and who would have thought that it was a yin and yang butterfly!

"It is the power of life and death!" The black mist spread, and the old man plunged in. The chaotic energy in Qin Yun's dantian was thrusting. This was a power similar to his origin, but far beyond him.

White represents the birth, the beginning of the creation of all things in the world, the birth of grass, the birth of trees, the birth of beasts, and the birth of humans, everything is because of it.

Black represents death, the end of destruction of all things in heaven and earth, the death of grass, the death of trees, the death of beasts, and the death of humans, all because of it.

The black mist enveloped the old man and the bodies of the two behind him. After the black mist, only two piles of weathered white bones remained, and even screamed. Qin Yun opened his eyes wide and observed the two pairs of bones with his divine thoughts, as if he had realized something: "There are no scars on the bones. They did not scream when they died, which means there is no pain, but it is not that they cannot make it happen. It is possible that they did not realize their death at all. Is this the horror of the qi of death?"

At the same time, in the horrified eyes of the Bi Yao, a black mist appeared in Qin Yun's palm, and the breath was exactly the same as that of the Yin and Yang butterflies.

"Have you obtained the inheritance of Yin and Yang Butterfly?" asked Bi Yao, and Qin Yun easily shocked him again.

"It is not the inheritance of Yin and Yang butterfly, but the Tao. The way of death in the way of life and death represents the great way of destruction and ending all things. Only then did I see the use of Yin and Yang butterfly, I realized that the life and death I had realized before was nothing but a joke compared to him. Mastering the way of life and death can control one's own life and death, and better grasp the life and death of others. This is the real Tao." The black fog converged, and the aura that impacted the heart of the demon also dissipated.

"Life and death are very different from my love. They are much more powerful. Are these two Taos you have learned?"

"The way of love is available to all cultivators. As long as there is love, you can control the enemy. It is a rare domineering path in the world. But be careful, there is a sect in Tianzhou to practice the Supreme Ruthless Path, and a defeated Yunyan came out of his peers. This woman has cultivated the Supreme Ruthless Path to an extremely high level. Every time she fights with her, I will destroy her first to gain some advantage. As for my way, there are more than these two ways. In addition to life and death, there are two paths of immortals and demons, two paths of conquest and killing, and the path of reincarnation. There are seven paths in total, and two paths are not perfected from the nine extremes."

"You want to achieve perfection in the great way! How is it possible? There is no perfect number in the world, otherwise even heaven and earth will not be able to do it!"

Qin Yun heard the four words "The World" and said with a smile: "Don't you know I am a re-education? It's already the world of heaven and earth, so why should you care about this matter?"

"If it's just like this, you may be a hundred times that of ordinary people when you enter Awakening. Those geniuses in the Holy Land only have five paths, and at most only seven paths. I heard that when a cultivator with seven paths enters Awakening, the heavenly thunder rolls, and there are a total of seventy-nine days of heavenly tribulation."

"If I can truly enter the awakening of the nine paths, I will definitely cause a 9981-day disaster. When I successfully survived the seven disasters and nine disasters in the last days, I have successfully overcome the seven disasters and the decay and the heart disaster in succession. Could it be that there are seven disasters waiting for me here?"

The Nine Tribulations are much more dangerous than the Seven Disasters. After all, I know when the Seven Disasters will arrive, but I don’t know when the Nine Disasters will arrive. Just like the Heart Disaster, when Qin Yun has not paid attention to it, the Heart Disaster will come silently. If there was no Yao Yao who happened to remind him, he would be lucky.

Qin Yun and Biyan thought of this and fell into silence at the same time. Qin Yun knew not to worry, but did not know how to comfort him.

"Maybe this is the price. The women around me have to bear the pain that has not happened in this life. It is because I have let them down too much!"

Without wanting to look at the Bi Yao again, Qin Yun turned his head. Looking at the beautiful Jiuye, the black and white Yin and Yang butterfly wandered around Jiuye like a trembling and fearful god of death. No one could get close to half a step, and everyone who approached turned into white bones on the ground.

"The strength of Yin and Yang Butterfly has completely surpassed the realm of transformation. I am afraid it is already the realm of Mahayana. Who can survive here without death?"

The two colors of black and white are like entering and leaving the gates of yin and yang, which puts huge pressure on the monks present, but they are also puzzled: Since the Yin and yang butterflies protect the Nine Leaves, why does the Yin and yang butterflies not absorb it after the Nine Leaves bloom?

"He is waiting!" Jiang Ruixing kept looking in the distance, and made a judgment at this moment: "He will wait for someone who is qualified to obtain Jiuye."

"The person who is qualified to obtain Jiuye!" Everyone then realized that Jiang Ruixing's speculation was very likely to be true. However, who is the qualified person and what kind of qualifications should he have? No one dared to try it easily, if not, it was the bones on the ground.

"The nine-leaf fairy lotus is virtuous. My ancient yellow **** vein is born according to the destiny of heaven. This thing must be my Baheng!"

Huang ****'s marijuana Ba Heng took the lead in leaving, his body full of golden blood piping, and his whole body was like a Buddha, reaching out to grab the Nine-Leaf Fairy Lotus.

Jie, the Yin-Yang butterfly roared lowly, and the black mist covered the sky and rolled towards the Huang**** vein. The Huang**** vein's face changed drastically, and he quickly pulled back. The most domineering great ways in the world were displayed in the hands of the Yin-Yang butterfly equivalent to the Mahayana, and he did not dare to entrust them.

"Ah" A shrill scream, Huang ****'s pulse saw the black fog coming towards him, and immediately turned the spear head and flew towards an unknown monk. The domineering momentum of the Jue period was like a mountain of Tai. How could this monk be able to defeat Baheng's momentum in the late stage of Xuanpin?

The bones on his body shattered five parts in an instant, and his eyes were covered with blood. Baheng's face was ferocious, and he looked like Zhong Kui. He raised his face and shouted, "Dare you glaring at me!" He picked up the monk with both hands and threw it towards the black fog. The monk then realized Baheng's plan. In his scream, his soul turned into endless resentment, swallowed by the black fog, leaving only a white bone.

"Obviously Baheng is not the one who was selected, but how can we judge who can be selected? Do we really have to use our lives to pile up!"

Jiang Ruixing then fell into deep thought. The Jiang family is famous for its wisdom in Dongzhou. Among the five clans, the Jiang clan should be the most important part of the discussion on wisdom, but it is in trouble at this moment.

"The stupidest way to fill in human lives is. Even if they all know how to kill, they shouldn't die here, as they are too damn evil."

Like Jiang Ruixing, Qin Yun was also in deep thought, but he was one step ahead of Jiang Ruixing. "It should not be the Yin-Yang butterfly to choose, or to be more precise, it should not be the choice based on its vision, and choose whoever you like it. It should be the strong to survive, the weak to eliminate, the nine gods are like this, and I am a monk. It is really possible that this is the case!"

Qin Yun's eyes when he looked at the black mist suddenly became strange, and he suddenly walked towards the Nine-Leaf Fairy Lotus step by step.

"It's a treasure body!" Everyone recognized Qin Yun at a glance. His long pale hair that was hanging quietly was too eye-catching.

"What does he want to do? Does he think he is the one who was selected? It's so ridiculous. Will the treasure body be selected?"

Some people sneered, but some people were not. Gu Yezi and his two junior brothers both had fierce eyes and wanted to shoot Qin Yun to death at any time. However, now is not the best time. Huang ****'s marijuana Baheng is also full of fighting spirit. He should have dominated his peers. However, his limelight was covered up by the treasure body. It is not his fault, he was born in the wrong era.

However, Baheng did not take action. He was like Gu Yezi and everyone else. He was planning to throw a stone to ask for directions. If Qin Yun died, he would die, and he would have no value anymore. If he luckily got the fairy lotus, he would just snatch it.

Gu Yezi and his two junior brothers sneered. In their eyes, Qin Yun was already a dead person.

"Life and death are all in my mind. Since you don't dare to take the risk with yourself, let me, Qin Yun come!"

Bang, Jiang Zaixing broke into the mountains, rivers, and the mountains were awakened. "So that's it. The first person to go up was a stupid person, the second person to go up was a stupid person, and the third person to go up was a wise man. This character is not as good as Jiang Zaixing!"

"Brother Jiang, what are the certainties of the treasure body? How dare you break into the black fog of Yin and Yang butterfly alone!" A man next to him asked the monk from Dongzhou at the same time.

Ji, Jiang Saixing pretended to be romantic. He shook the fan of the river and river again and shook it around in front of his chest. When Qin Yun entered the black fog, he said: "You said one word very correct, that is, breaking."

"Chuang!" The man frowned and didn't understand what Jiang Saixing said meant: "What is the connection between the word "Chuang" and the treasure body?"

"It is not related to the treasure body, but to the great black fog. Haven't you been thinking about how to get the recognition of Yin and Yang butterflies? That's it. This is a barrier. Only by passing this barrier can you get the recognition of Yin and Yang butterflies, so it's good to break the word!"

The man was shocked, but half-believing and half-doubted, and said, "But there was an old man who died before. Even the Huang**** vein almost fell. If it was really a test of Yin and Yang butterfly, it would be a bit scary!"

"How can it be called a test if you are not scary? If everyone can pass it, what else should you do? If you die, you will not succeed. In the eyes of Yin and Yang Butterfly, maybe just like the ant in our eyes, what does it matter to die a few ants!"

The black mist rushes to his face, and Qin Yun also feels fear in his heart, but forcibly suppresses it. His steps are unwavering and walking towards the Nine-Leaf Fairy Lotus in the void. In the distance, the Bi Yao is full of worry on her face. She seems to be able to hear her heartbeat, thumping, and is about to jump out of her heart.

The black fog obscures the body. Qin Yun felt the decline of his body, and even the continuous weakening of his spiritual consciousness. He thought to himself: The power of death is very similar to the decay, but it is even more terrifying. Not only the body, but also the spiritual consciousness is being damaged. This is the power of death, the power that completely moves to destruction. Only the power of creation can transform this power, but there is no rush now.

Qin Yun's body experienced continuous training and reincarnation during several heavenly tribulations, and obtained the golden body cultivation of the Medicine Buddha. Even the power of death was difficult to erase it, so he could feel the weakness of his body, rather than instantly dying like the old man.

"This is a good time to allow me to fully understand the way of life and death, and perhaps the way of reincarnation."

Qin Yun did not resist at all, allowing his body and spiritual consciousness to dry up, so as to feel the power of death flowing on him.

"Death was once so close to me, I didn't enjoy it well, and now, again, I'm so close to me, how can I miss it!"

Qin Yun's crazy laughter came in the black fog, which made everyone frightened and shocked: "This treasure body is crazy. No matter how powerful he is, it is too sirable to refuse to come out in the black fog. Enjoy death, who in the world will be stupid to do this!"

"So you are not as good as him. He is pursuing the way of death with his own death. Who among you has this courage!"

Jiang Ruixing sneered, even Gu Yezi and Huang **** were moved by it. Only when the closer they were to death could they truly understand the power of death. But no matter how close they were, it was false after all. Only true death could they realize the power of death.

"Understanding the power of death, he is seeking death himself, so we can save us from taking action!" Gu Yezi sneered immediately. If he dies, he is really dead. What's the use if he understands the power of death?

"Yes, the treasure body is purely seeking death. Among the three thousand great ways, the way of life and death is the most difficult to understand. Only when I heard that several great figures in the ancient times had to understand the true meaning of life and death after countless reincarnations. It is impossible to understand it in just one lifetime."

Hearing the words of Huang ****, Jiang Saixing's heart immediately blew a beat and said to himself: There are countless reincarnations, and the treasure body has four generations. Could it be that he is really the reincarnation of previous generations? If so, what is the purpose of his reincarnation, who could have been invincible to the world?

"He is dead, haha, the treasure body is invincible in the world, it's just a joke. In front of the nine gods, she is still a skeleton in the end!" Someone laughed in the dark, and the demon hated him secretly remembered the person. Her eyes couldn't help but look at the black fog again. Her worries were imagined.

"Yes, no one can escape the verdict of death, even the saints cannot do it. Now that the true immortal is no longer there, who can escape death!"

Bang, the black fog dissipated, and Qin Yun's body only left a skeleton that painted the vicissitudes of life. Everything passed away and finally turned into ashes!

"Really dead?"

"Is this your way? I'm constantly struggling on the brink of death. If one day you really die, Bi Yao is willing to go with you!"

Bi Yao's eyes were filled with tears, and she finally knew how Qin Yun and others came here. Who could imagine what the days of being with death would look like all day long? And she had once blamed him!

The bones fell from the air, fell into the muddy swamp, and gradually sank into the swamp.

There are only a few splashes of water, and there is nothing else... If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown!
Chapter completed!