With a loud bang, the Eight Spatial Gates trembled violently.Wu Gang's powerful divine thoughts actually affected the Spatial Gates on a small scale. Wu Gang had a confident smile on his face. The person who created this space was domineering, and this Wu Gang also thought that he was far from his opponent. But to say that one's divine thoughts are restricted by the other party, it is inevitably a little too much. This is self-confidence in one's own cultivation.

Not for anything else, just because of his cultivation. To strengthen the god realm, although it is only the early stage, it is not something that anyone can humiliate. Of course, this is only his understanding.

Soon his face changed greatly, and the demon beast under his feet also sensed something. The body trembled and restless, constantly roaring in the void, carefully discerning its voice, and there was an inexplicable fear in it. The man with the mask hurriedly rose into the air, and the void under his feet suddenly exploded, and the terrifying qi Lang directly pressed the demon beast down, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the demon beast's body, and the demon beast didn't have time to scream at all, and was almost crushed into cakes by the air.

The young man didn't have time to care about the demon beast at all, just now he felt a huge pressure between heaven and earth. When he was facing that kind of strength, he actually gave birth to the feeling of an ant. He immediately sensed that he had far underestimated the power of this spatial gate, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his divine thoughts.

It's a pity that the Eight Spatial Gates seemed to feel that their dignity had been challenged, and at the same time, a terrifying pulling force erupted, devouring his Eight Divine Thoughts in one fell swoop. At the same time, from the eight spatial gates, the power of the eight spaces was emitted together, and the young man was pressed down.

The young man felt the power of the space around him change suddenly, and then a mountain appeared on his body, slamming heavily on his body. The young man opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person kept falling down. The young man naturally knew what was under his feet, and he hurriedly tried to stop his body, but unfortunately the powerful force almost crushed his body, and his body fell again and again, and there was a constant rumbling sound in the air, and layers of qi Lang kept tumbling, like layers of saucers, and kept pressing towards him. Eventually, the young man stopped at a distance of one meter from the monster.

It took a long time for the young man to straighten his chest with difficulty, and he felt that his internal organs were out of place, and the meridians in his body were even more shattered. He had never been so badly injured since he was born. I couldn't help but look at my feet, but the demon beast had no breath at all. I didn't expect that under my own indirectness, the king of a generation of demon beasts died like this.

The young man looked at the Eight Deep Spatial Gates with a pale face, and couldn't help but shudder.

Terrible, that's his first feeling. There was no longer any contempt in his heart, and the young man's face became solemn.

As for the five elements of yin and yang, he studied the gossip of the five elements of yin and yang more thoroughly than Guo Ming, and it was precisely because of this that he was more aware of the crisis contained in the Dao. If you take a wrong step, you will definitely be hidden inside.

Sometimes knowing too much is also a mistake, which can make you worry too much and dare not come forward.

The young man thought for a long time, and finally he decided to follow the Gen hexagram, which has mountains outside the mountains, and the mountains are connected. It also means stillness, restraint, calmness, and stability. He can only hope that the contents will be as smooth as ever!

The blood-like remnant sun hung in the sky, and the surrounding space exuded a blood-red aura, which looked so bewitching and weird.

Guo Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a blood-red breath appeared in his hand, sniffed it lightly, with a faint bloody breath, and then floated away from Guo Ming's hand.

Guo Ming landed from mid-air, slightly stunned, the air density here is too dense! It was about to form a liquid state, Guo Ming looked at the ground that was already covered with a thick layer of blood-red gas. As Guo Ming landed, the air around him suddenly shook, and it took a moment before it returned to its original state.

Guo Ming felt that he had stepped on an unstable place, and waved a burst of palm wind to disperse a circle of blood-red gas. Looking down, Guo Ming's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and a dry bone was grabbing his ankle. The surrounding area is covered with all kinds of bones.

Guo Ming stepped lightly, and the dry bone broke in response.

A strong wind spread from Guo Ming's feet to the surroundings, and countless blood-red breaths rose into the sky, and a dead breath rose up.

Guo Ming frowned, this breath felt disgusting and uncomfortable. As far as the eye could see, there were countless dry bones within a radius of a kilometer, and there were some cold weapons mixed with them, which exuded terrifying killing intent. A cold light hit Guo Ming's eyes, this is ——, Guo Ming walked quickly, picking up a weapon casually.

The half-cut remnant sword in his hand flowed with a breath of gold and iron, and it was even more with a killing intent that soared into the sky. Guo Ming looked at the broken sword as if he saw the monk holding the sword roaring and fighting continuously, and finally the sword broke, and the sad howl, the lonely figure looked so bleak and desolate. The majestic figure still fell.

Raising his eyes, Guo Ming couldn't help but shudder. What happened here that made so many monks die here? Pick up a piece of dry bone, and there is no spiritual power fluctuation in it. Endless years have worn everything down, including their remnants. Gently putting the dry bone back in place, Guo Ming rose into the air and walked into the distance.

He wanted to see how big it really was, and how many people were buried. The monks' heroic souls had been worn out, but their weapons were still there, and Guo Ming flew away with a heavy face along the place where the murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger.

He didn't know how long he flew, and Guo Ming finally stopped. His face was gloomy and terrifying, and according to his estimates, there were no less than hundreds of thousands of monks buried here.

Hundreds of thousands, what a concept. Although they did not dare to preach in the East at will, their recent behavior showed that they no longer had the same scruples about the monks as they had in the past. Although Guo Ming is arrogant, he is not arrogant enough to really go to the Vatican.

Why did they dare to do this, or because the number of monks in Yanhuang was too small and too small. In any case, the monks of Yanhuang were the former masters of this world. Because of this, staring at Brother Yan Huang's peripheral strength, he didn't dare to relax for a single step. As long as a monk of the level of the God of War makes a move, he has a lot of power to contain it. The greater the momentum, the more opponents you will set up. This world is balanced, and the once scorching and yellow cultivation of the prosperous world is no longer there. This cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.

Now there are only one or two hundred monks in the name, and there are not too many hidden monks. And the ninjas in Japan are claimed to be 100,000, and the followers of the Church of Light are even more than millions. The strong contrast made it difficult for the monks of Yan Huang to develop their power outward. Of course, this is also related to the fact that Yan Huang's cultivators don't like to expand their potential.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that hundreds of thousands of powerful monks would be buried here, and if one tenth, or even one percent, of them could survive, then the entire world would tremble.

It is difficult to estimate their cultivation Guo Ming, because the endless years have drowned everything, but Guo Ming can guess that this must be an ancient monk. And only this kind of time can erode them like this.

Who the hell caused all this, slaughtering so many monks in a frenzy. Why is there only the dry bones of my Yanhuang monk here, who are the opponents and enemies? What about their bodies? There is not a single demon beast corpse here, could it be that someone has collected the dry bones of the enemy and let the bones of my Yanhuang monk be exposed to the wilderness?

"This blood-red dead silence in the sky turned out to be caused by the hundreds of thousands of monks of my Yanhuang for many years," Guo Ming muttered in a low voice. When he said this, he felt a pang in his heart. Hundreds of thousands! Who the hell caused it? Guo Ming wanted to rebuke Jiuxiao angrily.

"I hate, I hate," a looming roar came. ”

Guo Ming's face changed, and his whole person turned into a bolt of electricity that flew towards the source of the sound.

A huge clearing appeared in the distant sky, countless blood-red aura steamed up, and a skeleton stood between heaven and earth, although there was no flesh and blood, no hair, but the momentum on his body was extremely powerful. The dead silence of the land within a radius of a hundred miles was all gone, as if the skeleton was a terrifying being.

The skeleton held a broken spear in its hand, and although the tip of the spear had been passed for millions of years, the strange blood stains on it had congealed on it.

The skeleton held the spear and roared at the sky.

"I hate the heavens for being unfair to me. ”

"I hate the heavens for being unjust to me. ”

"I hated myself for not being able to do anything about it. ”

With three loud roars in a row, the remnant gun in the skeleton's hand snapped, turned into powder directly in midair, and quickly disappeared into the air.

The eternal sorrow formed in the hollow eyes, and it seemed that the helplessness of the Yellow River could not be dissolved. His body slowly wanted to shatter and turn into smoke.

Guo Ming's heart trembled fiercely, and a sense of blood connection filled his heart. It was none other than his ancestors. No matter where he is, no matter where he falls, the traction of his bloodline makes him ignore the danger and turn into colorful light to meet him.

Roared loudly: "Senior, senior, tell me, tell me, who is responsible for all this?"

The skeleton didn't seem to be able to hear Guo Ming's voice, and finally let out a thick sigh from his mouth, and a crisp sound turned into dust, and the whole person flew down, as if it had never appeared at all.

Guo Ming rushed to the front of him, but the skeleton disappeared.

Guo Ming's eyes are full of sorrow, which is the obsession of his predecessors, after thousands of years, he still has unfinished regrets in his heart.

Can anyone tell me what the hell all this is.

Guo Ming looked up at the sky, but unfortunately the sky was speechless and the earth was speechless.

The breath of dead silence not far away slowly greeted Guo Ming.

Guo Ming seemed to be unable to see at all, and finally he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes, trying to perceive everything here, to see if he could find something.

Soon the breath of dead silence annihilated Guo Ming.