The void wasteland is filled with countless pains, roars, and the unwilling anger of void demon spirits.

Every inch of land here is soaked in the blood of monks and demon spirits.

Leaving this wasteland, Lin Xin went to another place.

The more broken pieces of waste soil are, the more satisfying they are.

But he always felt that something was missing.

The distance from the Dragon and Snake Realm is getting farther and farther, and the surrounding void is getting more and more desolate. For a long time, no floating plane world can be seen.

Lin Xin was covered in a light green halo, flying through the void like a meteor.

From time to time, he took out the plane distribution map of the Dragon and Snake Realm from his body and looked at it carefully. It marked all the explored plane worlds around the Dragon and Snake Realm.

After flying alone for several hours, Lin Xin soon landed in a barren and dead wasteland.

This piece of wasteland is entirely shell-shaped, slightly sunken, showing a faint pink color in the void.

Lin Xin slowly stepped on the mud under his feet.

It's moist, soft, and has a lot of moisture.

"Here" Lin Xin took out the distribution map and looked at it.

There is no record of this wasteland on the distribution map around the Dragon and Snake Realm, and the farthest plane that can be found on it is dozens of spiritual miles away from here.

And one spiritual mile is equal to one hundred miles, which means that this place is already thousands of miles away from the range of this distribution map.

Lin Xin simply put away the picture and looked around.

The wasteland of this plane is very small. For ordinary people, if they walk straight, it will only take ten minutes to reach the top.

The ground was filled with faint traces of red.

He knelt down, took a handful of soil, put it in his hand and smelled it.

“Very fishy”

With a frown, Lin Xin threw away the dirt and stood up.

"This should be the plane fragments left behind by the battle of gods in the ancient times. The fishy smell above is not only the void demon spirit, but also a trace of the evil spirit."

He has been dealing with evil gods since the underworld, and he is extremely sensitive to the aura of evil gods.

"No matter, let's try it first."

He closed his eyes and began to disperse his consciousness into many parts, slowly and evenly spreading down, seeping into the pink soil under his feet.

"Listen, listen to the teachings of all things." As soon as his consciousness sank, a low, vast, and ancient sigh sounded in his ears.

Lin Xin ignored this evil god's lingering thoughts and penetrated deeper into the wasteland.

His consciousness passed through countless pink soil and kept drilling downwards. He clearly felt that the soil around him was getting redder and darker.

Within a moment, the surrounding area had completely turned into blood, as if completely immersed in blood.

Even if he only touched it with consciousness, he could feel that this place was filled with endless blood.

The extremely strong black death energy was like an innocent soul. It even had its own consciousness and began to move through the blood-colored soil nearby.

They condensed into strips of black gas with human heads, screaming and howling in pain, constantly moving through the bloody mud.

Lin Xin's realization did not alarm them. These dead spirits acted on their own, seemingly without any mental control.

“It really is the place where gods fell”

Lin Xin was slightly shocked.

The place where the gods fell means that at least one sixth-level evil god has fallen here. The origin of the evil god is extremely powerful, and it will take a huge price to completely destroy its existence.

One of the costs was that the originally fertile plane under Lin Xin's feet was completely polluted and turned into a dead place.

But unexpectedly, Lin Xin clearly felt that his consciousness was at home here.

Nothing around him rejected him. On the contrary, the blood and mud here, even the death energy, had a vague intention of accepting, tolerating, and getting close to him.

Here in this wasteland, more than anywhere else, I need to be closer to him and tolerate him.

"The evil god's remnant can isolate weak creatures from approaching. The countless death energy contained in the blood mud here is indeed a big trouble for ordinary people, but for me, it is nothing with my physical fitness."

Lin Xin carefully weighed the gains and losses.

"Is this the place where I worship the gods?"

The place of sacrifice to gods can reflect the spiritual essence of monks to a certain extent. Lin Xin also did not expect that his own spiritual essence would actually fit in with the wasteland of the land where gods fell to such an extent.

After carefully feeling the compatibility between his consciousness and the land here again, Lin Xin hesitated for a while, but finally decided.

Consider this place as your own place of worship.

The place where the evil god fell is used as a place to worship the god. Even the evil demon monks would not dare to do such a move. The death energy in it makes even the most physically powerful immortal monk not willing to bear the burden. After all, unless it is completely

Undead creatures, otherwise the monk's soul will also be invaded by the death energy.

I have never heard that some people's place of worship is the wasteland, and everyone rushes to the fertile soil.

Lin Xin guessed that he might be the first person in history to choose the place to worship a god in the wasteland where the evil god fell.

The place to worship gods is a step to confirm the foundation of immortality.

First of all, the consciousness must be integrated with the earth and recognized.

Lin Xin easily fit into this piece of land.

Soon, he felt that he had no body, and his body was this plane, this earth.

This feeling is very strange, as if I have suddenly changed greatly, and my original body has disappeared, replaced by a huge plane suspended in the void.

The consciousness that has reached the fourth level of human immortality has a certain kind of special spirituality.

Lin Xin dispersed every piece of consciousness and integrated it into this land. Only then did he truly feel the importance of the spiritual realm increasing the spirituality of the soul and the spirituality of the extreme realm.

He lay down on his back and leaned on the land.

The huge consciousness and soul power gradually merged into this wasteland and became one with it.

boom.

The entire plane suddenly trembled.

Lin Xin's body began to sink, being submerged and swallowed by the surrounding soil, sinking to the deepest part of the wasteland.

Everything became calm again.

It was as if nothing had happened in the void, and no trace was left behind as before.

Time passes little by little.

One month has passed, two months have passed.

One year has passed, two years have passed, ten years have passed, and twenty years have passed

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

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Dragon and snake world

In the Deep Fire Palace, Dragon Snake slowly woke up from his practice, counted with his fingers, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Go and tell Lin Yaoyang that Lieshan is still in seclusion. Give her a Spring Rain Pill to keep her youthful and prolong her life."

He ordered in a low voice.

"yes."

In the empty Deep Fire Palace, a distortion suddenly disappeared.

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Qiushi

Lin Yaoyang took the elixir from the messenger in front of him.

"So, my brother is not missing?"

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The messenger was a famous female cultivator who was also from Yuan Jing. She was also entrusted by someone to deliver medicine from her sect.

He also smiled when he heard this.

"Why did he disappear? Taoist Lieshan is a human being. At this level, he can stay in seclusion for hundreds of years at a time. Although it is a bit long, it is still acceptable."

She smiled, slightly envious.

"Brother with such ability, Yaoyang, you are very lucky."

"That's what you said." Lin Yaoyang gently stroked his long black hair that had grown to his waist, and the silk-like hair kept slipping out from his fingers.

"I'm just always scared. I'm always worried."

The female cultivator shook her head and said.
To be continued...