The thick and simple sarcophagus was more than four meters long and fell to the ground, surrounding the mysterious force, which shocked everyone.

Such a terrifying demon king was swallowed like this?

What is the origin of this sarcophagus?

What does that corpse exist?

A little doubt appeared on the snake-headed golden man's face, and his two huge eyes turned around and looked at the corpse.

The corpse had long white hair flying around, and the green light flashed in its eyes, standing tall in the sky, suddenly looking at the vast mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou.

Zhang Yuan clearly felt a hint of sadness emanating from him, as if he was remembering something, and his own emotions affected the external world.

In an instant, dark clouds surging, strong winds blew, and a yellow rain whistled down.

Everyone felt an unspeakable depression, as if the stone was blocked in their hearts, their breathing was not smooth, and they surged toward a hint of sadness.

They were shocked and retreated to the distance one after another.

The corpse stared in this area for a long time, and suddenly looked at Zhang Yuan.

In an instant, Zhang Yuan's body became cold.

It was like two sharp blades landing on his body, causing him to have goose bumps.

Soon, the corpse's eyes turned away, showing a vicissitudes of life, and slashed the void with one sword, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, the sarcophagus below also turned into a bloody light and rushed past.

Whoosh!

The sarcophagus disappeared, and the cracked space began to heal again.

The dark clouds, strong winds and yellow rain in the world all disappeared.

The bright sun is emerging again.

The entire Taiyue looked like it was pierced with holes, and all the peaks had almost collapsed, and few were still intact. The spiritual energy of the world in the distance flowed backwards, making the ruins soon filled with colorful glows.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan felt a powerful sense of repulsion coming from the Jin Man's body, and directly squeezed out his body.

brush!

A flash of light, Zhang Yuan fell from mid-air, landing on a broken hill, pale and gasping.

All the true energy was exhausted.

The automatic recovery ability of the Dari Batian Gong was not able to keep up with his consumption.

As soon as the true energy was exhausted, the golden man squeezed him out.

"Young Master Zhang!"

Yan Dangyun's face turned pale and she cried out in dismay.

He thought that Zhang Yuan actually appeared from the Jin man's body.

The Holy Lord-level powerhouses in the distance were also shocked.

They thought it was the snake-headed golden man who lived, but it was this junior who was controlling it.

Everyone can see how powerful the Jin people are.

For a moment, the faces of many holy lords changed.

These golden men are all supreme treasures, but unfortunately they are difficult to take them away. What method did this junior use to control the golden men?

The hazy figure was far away from the snake-headed golden man, and he sighed old, his body blurred and disappeared here.

He could get up but couldn't get down, and all the ghost monks flew over.

"Young Master Zhang, are you really controlling the Jin people just now?"

The monk asked astonishedly.

"I have somehow entered the Jin Man's body."

Zhang Yuan nodded.

The monk was surprised all the time.

At this time, a layer of terrifying black air suddenly surged between the mountains on one side, rolling and surging, sweeping in all directions like a tide, and the temperature between heaven and earth began to drop rapidly.

Their faces were moved and they flew quickly to the distance.

"The underworld, this is the breath of the underworld."

The old Taoist was surprised when he got up.

"Taiyue is unsealed and the underworld is born, and from then on, the nine provinces will be even more difficult."

The ghost monk clasped his hands together and sighed.

The terrifying black gas suddenly enveloped the entire Taiyue.

"What exactly is there in the underworld? Is it the sealed demon king like hell?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

The ghost monk shook his head gently and said, "It is said that there is a chaotic space and time in the underworld, connecting the past and the future. A fish from the beginning broke away from the long river of time and space, causing waves to flood. Some of the waves left the long river and remained in Jiuzhou forever, which formed the underworld."

Zhang Yuan and Yan Dangyun, they could get up, but they couldn't get down, all of them looked confused.

"Senior, what does it mean?"

The monk asked if he couldn't go down.

This is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is simply inconceivable.

"That is a group of illusory creatures that should not exist, but they have produced spiritual wisdom, with the same root and origin as Jiuzhou. Yin and Yang are balanced between heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are full, Jiuzhou represents yang, it represents yin, Jiuzhou represents reality, it represents emptiness."

The ghost monk said.

Zhang Yuan and others looked at each other.

"I still don't understand."

Yan Dangyun was confused.

"The history of Jiuzhou has existed too long. Since ancient times, countless heroes have been buried. The dead will not disappear completely, but will be resurrected in the underworld with alternative projections. Similarly, there are also projections of future strong people in it. These projections are no different from real creatures. They have a complete and independent consciousness. They never think they are projections."

The ghost monk said.

Zhang Yuan and others were shocked.

"projection?"

"In other words, in the underworld, are all dead people from all generations?"

They couldn't believe it anymore.

"They are different from the dead because they also involve the future, and they are also confused about their past lives and cannot remember them. Even if it is a projection of future strong people, they do not know who their original body is. They are already independent individuals."

The ghost monk said.

Zhang Yuan's heart was rumbling.

So mysterious.

It gave him a sense of relativity. Time and space are like countless mirrors, and there are projections of people on each mirror. From birth to death, countless mirrors completely record a person's life.

But now, the projections in these mirrors come alive?

Will there be my own?

Do you still have your future self?

But even if you have your own, the other party doesn’t know that he is his own projection, right?

Suddenly, he was shocked and thought of something even more terrifying.

Will someone in the last annihilated civilization be projected into it after it died?

For example, Tongtian? Cundi? Taishang?

If this is the case, it would be even more terrible.

"Senior, what will happen to the people inside after they come out? Will it cause trouble for Kyushu?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"It's hard to say."

The ghost monk made an old voice and said, "After all, they are not real existences. It takes a lot of money to turn from virtualization to reality, but the old monk doesn't know what to do."

"What will happen to their strength?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"The old monk has never fought with them, and he doesn't know his strength or weakness."

The ghost monk said.

The few people couldn't calm down.
To be continued...