Chapter 129

Abyss, wasteland.

Between heaven and earth, the strong dead spirit envelops the earth like dark clouds. The heaven and earth are dark, as if there are countless fierce beasts lurking in the distance.

At a glance, groups of tombstones are located on the dead and desolate land. In the dark, the tombstones look strange and cautious like mummies.

When a breeze blew, it blew up the dust on the ground and rushed forward with a cool feeling, such as fierce ghosts.

Qin Huan had been buried in the wasteland for ten days and was thrown into the abyss. Qin Huan fell black and blue. After digging a hole in the ground, he meditated and recovered. In ten days, his injury had recovered. Yang Dao didn't know where he was thrown. Qin Huan didn't find any trace after landing.

Qin Huan opened his eyes in the cave where he could not see his fingers. The breath in his body converged. His eyes glittered with lavender light, and his divine consciousness spread silently.

Qin Huan didn't dare to be careless when he first entered the abyss. Even a strong man like the blood ape's grandfather would go here. Once he was exposed, he was afraid that he would die miserably.

Qin Huan's divine knowledge didn't dare to spread too far. It only covered a ten mile radius. But what frightened Qin Huan was that there was no grass in the ten mile radius. All the tombs were empty. At least, Qin Yu's divine knowledge didn't find a corpse in any tomb.

"What's the matter? Can't people who die in the abyss dig an empty grave?" Qin Huan was surprised, but he was relieved. It's better to fall in such a place. At least he had enough time to adapt himself.

After pondering for a long time, Qin Huan raised his right hand, looked at the palm and gently shouted, "Xiao Ling?" but there was only silence to answer Qin Huan.

When looking for the first place in the land of death, Xiaoling appeared with a stone tablet and flew into the handprint of her right hand. Up to now, there is no sound.

After shouting several times, Qin Huan still didn't get Xiaoling's response. Qin Huan had to stop and take a deep breath. Qin Huan carefully broke the soil, tried not to make a sound, and slowly rose into the air. When his head poked out of the hole in the ground, Qin Huan swept around and found that there was no one, he was relieved.

Just as Qin Huan was about to fly out of the cave, a sob suddenly sounded. Qin Huan was shocked. Although the sob was light, it was like the sound of spring thunder. Qin Huan fell into the cave and his face was uncertain. From beginning to end, his divine consciousness didn't perceive anyone. It seemed that the sob appeared out of thin air.

Qin Huan held his breath. He was sweating. The sob was getting closer and closer. It seemed that someone was approaching.

"What to do?" Qin Yuqiang suppressed his fear and could make his divine consciousness unable to observe. He felt that the lowest cultivation was also a baby changing state. Once he was right, even if there was a madman changing in the air, it would not help.

What made Qin Huan puzzled was that the sob gradually disappeared and restrained his surprise. Qin Huan slowly put his head out, but saw a vague figure flash away in the distance. It was very fast, and there was no trace after a few ups and downs.

"Didn't you find me?" Qin Huan frowned and hesitated for a moment. He quickly left the cave and flew in the direction of the blurred figure.

The man must have found himself, but he didn't attack. It can be seen that he didn't mean any harm. Qin Huan wanted to catch up and see if he could learn something about the abyss from the population.

Over the years, almost all the Jains who entered the abyss had no access. Therefore, the Jains were almost blank about the scene in the abyss. Therefore, Qin Huan didn't get the scene about the abyss from the blood ape and the second place.

But to Qin Huan's surprise, the figure was so fast that Qin Huan didn't catch up with him at full speed. After a while, the figure and the sob disappeared.

Qin Huan stood in the air and swept around. He frowned. There was no tomb here. The earth ahead was full of holes. It seemed that he had experienced an extremely fierce battle.

What made Qin Huan puzzled was that there were black lines floating in the front space, shuttling through the front space like a spirit snake.

"Is it to destroy the Tao patterns? No, if it is to destroy the Tao patterns, why can these Tao patterns move?" Qin Huan thought for a moment. With a move in his right hand, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it directly into a black line ahead.

"Suck!" Qin Huan gasped.

Before the stone touched the black line, it turned into powder and scattered.

"How could it be possible to destroy Tao Wen?" Qin Huan's eyes narrowed and he couldn't believe that there were so many black lines here. If all of them were to destroy Tao Wen, what a terrible battle he had experienced in the past??

Is it the place where the great devil fought with the Jain ancestors?

"Wait, the figure completely disappeared here. It entered the front? How is it possible? So many movements destroy the Tao patterns, even the strong ones in the Tao realm don't want to pass through."

"Is it possible that that man is a strong Taoist? Is it true that his cultivation is too low and that man disdains to fight? Just, you can't stay here any longer." Qin Huan glanced slightly and turned to return to the wasteland.

But at the moment he turned around, his pores exploded and his cold hair stood up. He looked at the person who didn't know when to appear in front of him.

This is an old man. He is only more than six feet tall. He is skinny. His face is almost skin and bone. His eyes are sunken, his bones are filled with high bulges, and several beards are thinly pasted on his chin. He is dressed in gray ancient clothes, shabby clothes and full of the smell of years.

"Do you know who did it here? Do you know who killed the Taoism of heaven? Sobbing..." the skeleton like old man looked at Qin Huan with blurred tears and sobbed.

Qin Huan only felt his scalp explode, and there was a storm in his heart.

Zhutian daozong!!

In the Taichu period, the top sects in the Xianwu world inherited the flood and famine period and were extremely powerful. It is said that there are six masters of the Zhutian Taoism sect, known as the six masters of the Zhutian Taoism. Together, even the immortals had to retreat. Their power was extremely strong in the Taichu period.

However, the top bulk was razed to the ground overnight, and millions of disciples died miserably, none of them survived, which has become an unsolved mystery in the early period.

Qin Huan was curious and read many ancient books in the past, but the records of Zhutian daozong were before their demise. As for who died, almost no one knew, as if it had disappeared overnight.

To Qin Huan's surprise, the terrible old man mentioned Zhutian daozong, and... Judging from his tone, he seemed to be a disciple of Zhutian daozong.

wait.

Is this the address of the former Zhutian Taoism sect?? The movable destruction pattern in front is left when the Taoism sects of the past days were destroyed??

Qin Huan found that the mystery in the abyss was more mysterious and terrible than he thought.

"Do you know? Do you know who killed the Taoist sect of heaven?" the old man looked at Qin Huan and asked sobbing.

Qin Huan suppressed his shock, shook his head and said, "senior, I don't know."

The grey clothes old man's sunken eyes suddenly burst into infinite killing intention. He roared with disgusting Resentment: "don't know? I don't know what you're doing here. You want to rob the creation of our Zhutian Taoism, right? Then go to death."

Qin Huan was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "elder, wait, I know."

The right palm of the old man in grey stopped on Qin Huan's head. The strong wind blew Qin Huan's hair wildly. Qin Huan's heart was raised to his throat. He swallowed his saliva and suppressed his fear. "Predecessor, although I don't know who it is, I guess the person who killed Zhutian daozong should be the disciple of Zhutian daozong..."

"It's impossible... Impossible... To destroy the people of the Taoist sect of heaven." the old man in gray held his head and roared in pain.

Qin Huan didn't talk nonsense. At the beginning, he found clues from ancient books. It is reasonable to say that zhutiandao sect is extremely strong. There must be a small world and a small secret place in the sect, but none of them survived.

It can be seen that the people who destroyed Zhutian daozong knew Zhutian daozong very well, and it was probably done by the disciples of Zhutian daozong.

Qin Huan took a deep breath. When he thought about how to speak without irritating the mysterious old man, the old man in gray held his head, cried and laughed, and talked.

"It's gone, it's gone, everything's gone."

"Destroyed by the people of the Taoist sect of heaven... Ha ha..."

"I know, I know... Who killed the heavenly Daoists. Hahaha... I know who killed the heavenly Daoists... But what can I do? Sobbing..." the sound of grief almost like ghost sobbing sounded, and the old man in gray walked madly towards the dense destruction patterns

Qin Huan was shocked that the old man in grey clothes turned into thousands of virtual shadows and directly entered the destruction pattern.

Qin Huan opened his eyes wide, swallowed his saliva and whispered in horror: "the nine secrets of the heavens, the shadows of the heavens...!"#####