Chapter 2508 Immortal

Eight big characters, written in blood.

Appearing on both sides of the stone gate in front of you, there is a terrifying coercion that cannot be ignored.

In front of the stone gate, there is a pile of withered and scattered human bones glowing with amethyst color.

The human bone looks like it has been around for a long time, and the most important thing is that the bone is the color of amethyst.

Those whose bones are made of amethyst are no longer in the category of ordinary people.

Lin Yi's heart moved slightly, he walked forward, lowered his head, and looked at the remaining vertebrae of one of the amethyst bones.

Above the bones, there are two characters in the book.

Hold one.

These two words, although I don't know how many years ago.

However, there is still a Dao rhyme flowing in the period, condensed but not dispersed.

Just by looking at it, Lin Yi, who is now cultivated, can feel the breath of heaven.

"True Immortal... Zhiyi?"

Lin Yi's tone was difficult.

Even if it is him, the bones of Lin Jiuxuan, the Immortal of Jiuxuan, may not be able to reach the state where the bones turn into purple.

"Above the Immortal Martial Continent, in the distant ancient legends, there is a man with a Taoist name who can open the sky with one hand, and kill gods and demons with a dust whisk. He is as powerful as a rainbow. Leaving orthodoxy as the gate of practice."

"In the ancient times, the power of holding a method was overwhelming and powerful. He was one of the three ancient popes of Xianwu."

"It's just that I don't know when it started. The Zhiyi method gradually became lonely, and it is said that the Zhiyi True Immortal, who has been ascended long ago and is well-known in the fairy world, has never shown any traces of immortality in Xianwu since then."

"Could it be that this is Zhiyi True Immortal?"

"Even as an immortal, he died here..."

The shock in Lin Yi's heart cannot be overstated.

The era of the Immortal Martial Continent where Lin Yi lived was separated by hundreds of thousands or even millions of years from the era of Zhenxian Zhiyi.

everything during this period,

Even Lin Yi, there is no trace at all.

At most, when browsing the top-level secret books, I have seen something about holding a few words.

But stick to one.

These two words alone, to a certain extent, can be said to be the best of his entire era.

What style is that?

Lin Yi stretched out his hand, intending to take the amethyst spine into his hands.

Never thought about it.

Just one touch.

The entire amethyst spine instantly shattered into powder and fell to the ground.

"Dignified to stick to one, but also died here."

"What is behind this door?"

Lin Yi looked at the door over there, and his heart was filled with unspeakable feelings.

Especially those eight characters.

Like fresh blood, it seems to have just been written on it.

It reveals a peak of killing intent.

"That Chongbao, that childish boy, did he come from here?"

Lin Yi took a deep breath, walked forward, and when he reached the stone gate, he was thinking about how to open this door.

Suddenly.

The brilliance of the eight big characters circulated, slowly covering Lin Yi.

Not a second later.

Huaguang converged, followed by bursts of roaring sounds.

The stone door opened slowly, revealing the light of primordial light at the door.

Dim, lonely, bleak.

The breath coming through the door made Lin feel quite uncomfortable.

There is no aura of magic circle around.

Lin Yi hesitated a little, stepped into the stone gate, and looked around, and saw an extremely empty hall.

On both sides of the hall, there are stone cubes standing one after another.

Lin Yi stepped into the hall, and the sound of footsteps echoed softly throughout the hall.

Enduring.

The voice was faint.

"Ling Tianyu, Blood Emperor of the Ten Directions!"

"Nine Holes Headmaster Supreme Micro!"

"Wu Ming, the man from the Eight Desolations, is looking for him!"

"Yu Kunpeng, the Demon King of the Seven Realms!"

"Six Paths Ghost Emperor Yan Jinghong!"

...

Lin also walked all the way.

The shock in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Under each stone platform, there is a name.

Although all the names are carved in stone, there are still countless dao rhymes flowing between them.

The Taoist rhyme is hidden inside and lasts for a long time.

Everything here has long been beyond Lin Yi's imagination.

"There are only a few people inside. I have seen them in the secret books of various factions on the Xianwu Continent, but there are more people, but there is no trace at all."

"But there was a true immortal who knelt outside the door to die before, and now the people who belong to each of the stone platforms must be equally extraordinary, and they are all powerful men with extraordinary abilities."

"Inside...these people..."

Lin Yi was startled in his heart.

He turned his head and looked back at the stone cubes he had just walked through.

I can only see that at some point, the originally empty stone cube suddenly glowed with layers of white mist.

The mist condensed and did not disperse, and on those stone cubes, human figures were condensed one after another.

They stood on the stone, but because of the condensed fog, their faces could not be seen clearly.

At most, only an outline can be seen.

now.

All the people who appeared suddenly looked forward, and then they all knelt down and bowed their heads in worship.

Inside the hall.

It was still quiet.

But Lin Yi already felt a chill in his heart.

He turned his head and looked forward again, only to see, at some point, a throne appeared at the front of the hall.

Above the throne, the enveloping mist never dissipated.

But at this moment, in that place, there is clearly a figure sitting there.

He was all over, lost in the darkness.

Only a small outline is revealed.

On both sides of the side, there are countless wandering dragons and phoenix beasts, waiting for the period.

There are many visions.

"Who are you."

Lin Yi's heart suddenly rose with vigilance, and he looked over there.

But the expected response, and even the overwhelming terrifying coercion never appeared.

Some are still as dull as before.

So quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

The entire hall seemed to have fallen into complete silence.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was nothing unusual over there, Lin Yi went forward.

When the distance was a little closer, Lin Yi could see clearly that the person sitting on the throne was not someone.

But a robe.

That robe looks like a strange beast, like a way to breed infinity.

Dao rhyme is extraordinary.

Even if the owner of the robe is no longer there.

However, it does not affect its vision at all.

Dragons and beasts danced among the robes.

There are also countless tiny heavenly palaces, surrounding the period.

Lin Yi stood there quietly for a while, and tried to search around, but he couldn't find any evidence of the identity of the owner of the robe.

"It must be the real ancient power who went against the sky. He will be immortal in all ages. It's just that such a terrifying person, now, where did he go back?"

"His strength, I am afraid that it is no longer comparable to the immortals on the Xianwu Continent."

Lin Yi was in a daze.

This place is truly eerie.

It was too easy to come in.

So far, no particular danger has been seen.

but...

Lin Yi looked around, behind the throne, and suddenly his whole body trembled.