"You're dying. ”

The old man Tianyue was sprayed with blood by the old man, but he was still calm, and he was the strongest existence like them back then, and he was indifferent to everything, especially life and death, and the blood on his face was not erased, and he said: "Your life span is over, no wonder you are in such a hurry to pass it on to Yang Qingshan." ”

"Hehe, see it? It doesn't matter, although the death faith is very strong, but without the balance of the life faith, although it is still alive, it will become like those little skeletons outside, and eternal life is the walking dead. ”

"Is it true? Yang Qingshan happens to have the belief in life and the law of life. ”

"I can see it, so that kid is very lucky, after I die, please give him the rest of the inheritance. The old man smiled bitterly, took out a jade plaque and gave it to the old man Tianyue, and then smiled and slowly disappeared in the darkness.

The old man Tianyue was a little lonely, his heart was a machine spirit, if the Tianyue Treasure Knife was not damaged, he could still come out to breathe and talk, but the old man in front of him had already feathered out of this world.

"Well, is there eternal life? The old man of Tianyue let out a long sigh, exhaled a breath, and created a fake Yang Qingshan, and then quietly hid in the corner, waiting for Yang Qingshan to be resurrected.

A hundred days is not a long time, but it is not short, as if all the little skeletons have forgotten that they have locked up a person, no one cares about Yang Qingshan's life or death, until Yang Qingshan opened his eyes, as if a thousand years had passed, his whole body was rolling with a lifeless light, through the railing, he saw a fake Yang Qingshan, and then looked at the darkness in the corner.

The old man Tianyue walked out covered in blood, stared at Yang Qingshan and asked, "Alive, dead?"

"It should be...... Alive. Yang Qingshan said suspiciously, the dead light of his whole body changed, and a light full of vitality appeared.

"It's done. The old man Tianyue smiled, threw out a jade plaque and said, "The old man left it for you." ”

He ...... Feathered?"

"Well, on the same day, but he is at the end of his life, you don't have to be too sad, who can not die?" said the old man Tianyue.

"I'm not sad at all, because the old man still has a doppelganger, the deity is dead, and the doppelganger is the deity. Yang Qingshan said nonchalantly: "It's just that the deity is so powerful......

"Hehe, what about the strong strength?" The old man of Tianyue jumped onto Yang Qingshan's shoulder, his whole body shook, and the blood on his body condensed into a crystal clear blood-colored orb: "Take it, this is the essence blood that your old man left on my body, and I can save your life if necessary." ”

"How powerful can it be?"

"Golden Immortal Nine Heavens once. Eight heavens twice, and so on, one heaven can block nine times. ”

"Cow. Yang Qingshan said in surprise, looking at the blood beads condensed on his right palm.

Crash......

The sound of footsteps coming out of the cell, the old man Tianyue disappeared as quickly as possible, and Yang Qingshan raised his hand and smashed the fake Yang Qingshan, and then gathered the light on his body, and just sat on the ground, staring out half-dead.

What appeared outside was a little skeleton, this little lord with two old skeletons, staring at Yang Qingshan with a curious expression.

"Who?"

"Little Lord, a human who was captured a hundred days ago. ”

"Forgot again. The little lord said a little depressedly: "What are you bringing me here for?"

"Sacrifice to the heavens and the earth to sacrifice to the ancestors. ”

"Oh...... It's going to be sacrificed again, and there is no reaction every time I sacrifice, what the hell is going on. The little skeleton was a little puzzled, tilted his three heads and stared at Yang Qingshan, and suddenly laughed: "It's cooked." ”

"Little Lord, sacrifice is important. ”

"Forget it. The little skeleton said sadly, turning to leave the cell.

Yang Qingshan was taken to the top of the mountain behind the city by more than a hundred small skeletons, and at a glance he saw an altar and a huge Ding furnace, the Ding furnace seemed to be an iron plate, and the skeletons locked Yang Qingshan on the altar with black chains and countless spells.

Yang Qingshan didn't take his situation to heart, but the old man Tianyue seemed to be very interested in the sacrifice, saying that this sacrifice was not a sacrifice to the heavens and the earth to worship the ancestors, but a kind of altar for cultivation, maybe because of the innate forgetfulness of the little skeleton in hell, he even forgot the role of the altar, but it was cheaper for Yang Qingshan.

A gust of wind blew, and several powerful existences Yang Qingshan was startled, tilted his head, and looked at the tens of thousands of small skeletons pouring out of the altar, and the skeletons that walked in front had reached the level of surprise, looking at the little skeletons with a worried face.

"Little lord, you are going to sacrifice again. ”

"Yes, why do I forget after every sacrifice? If I hadn't forgotten, I would definitely have regained my original strength, can anyone tell me what happened when I was alive?" said the little lord wistfully.

"This ...... You're being hunted down. ”

"Is it? being hunted down?

"An old man like a madman, but he seems to have died a hundred days ago. ”

"Retribution, if you dare to hunt me down, you will die. The little master smiled proudly, and his eyes were full of evil thoughts when he looked at Yang Qingshan.

"Is this grandson really the flesh of the brother of the Demon King of the Mixed World?" Yang Qingshan asked the old man Tianyue in his heart.

"Your old man said yes. The old man Tianyue was also suspicious: "The Demon King of the Mixed World doesn't have three heads." ”

"Maybe it's in hell? That's why there are three heads. ”

"Yes, boy, sometimes you are still very smart, but don't you feel hot?" said the old man Tianyue.

"Is it really teppanyaki, am I a piece of meat?" Yang Qingshan opened his eyes and sat up innocently, the chains and spells on his body were shattered, and he looked at the little skeleton who was a little surprised.

"Some people say you're the Demon King of the Mixed World, do you know?" Yang Qingshan asked tentatively.

The sacrifice was interrupted by Yang Qingshan's sudden move, and the three heads of the little skeleton were tilted at the same time, and he said weakly: "I don't remember." ”

"That's it, think about it, I, Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan pointed to his nose and said.

"Yang Qingshan? ”

"Of course you don't know, your soul saw me once when it turned around, and we are brothers. ”

"Brother, I don't have a brother, I'm an orphan. ”

"That's right, I'm your brother. Yang Qingshan said openly.

"My brother, but you're human. ”

"Humans and the people of hell were originally one family, you just forgot. Yang Qingshan said bitterly.

"Yang Qishan, don't play with fire. The old man Tianyue said warningly.

"Little Lord, when you were indeed hunted down by that old man 200,000 years ago, you said that you were the Demon King of the Mixed World. A golden immortal powerhouse skeleton wearing armor said respectfully.

"I, the Demon King, this is hell, there should be a Demon King, but I'm not a Demon King. The little skeleton said stubbornly.

Because of Yang Qingshan's troubles under the altar, they began to argue that the little skeleton was the Demon King of the Mixed World, and those elders began to tell the legend of the Demon King of the Mixed World to the little skeleton, and completely forgot Yang Qingshan on the altar, but the flames under the altar were still burning, and there was no cooling down at all, Yang Qingshan's whole body was steaming, and this sacrifice moved on its own.

"Your sister, if your brother is cooked, I will eat you all. Yang Qingshan muttered in his heart, lying down anew, thinking that this altar was originally used for cultivation, maybe the teppanyaki below was not here to burn people, but to cultivate?

Slowly closing his eyes, Yang Qingshan carefully felt the change in temperature, and found that this fiery temperature was not hot, but a strange coldness, which was cold and piercing at the moment of the outbreak, but it was already hot when it burned on the altar.

"This is a part of Hell, it should have been torn apart when Hell collapsed, if I'm not mistaken, this place was taken by the Demon King of the World when he escaped from Hell and brought to the secret realm of the Passing Starry Sky. The old man Tianyue said guessingly.

"What you said seems to make sense, could it be that the Demon King of the Mixed World really came out of hell?" Yang Qingshan wondered, feeling a death belief from the teppanyaki, he hurriedly closed his mouth, silently devouring this powerful power of faith, and the broken arm also accelerated its growth.

"Hehe, according to the classics, the first time the Demon King of the Mixed World appeared was in Hell, and the Hell at that time was still complete, but there was a chaotic situation, it was the Demon King of the Mixed World who condensed the power of Hell with the power of one person, and was finally killed by the Shennong Clan, and in the next hundreds of thousands of years, the Demon King of the Mixed World will always appear in different places, and the Demon King after the inheritance is stronger and stronger every time. ”

"Demon King. Yang Qingshan's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the little skeleton who was still tilting his head.

"Ah, I remember. The little skeleton suddenly exclaimed, and the altar fell silent.

The little skeleton looked at Yang Qingshan and asked, "We've met?"

"Yes. ”

"I remember...... Not long ago......" The little skeleton said hesitantly, "We have met in the secret realm of the heavens, and I was feathered there the most recently. ”

"Not bad. Yang Qingshan sat up violently and looked at the little skeleton in surprise.

The little skeleton's originally empty eye holes became brighter and brighter, bursting with unimaginable power, and the light from the six eyes on the three heads penetrated the heavens and the earth, and streamers appeared from the sky, and after circulating for a while, it seemed to have found a home, and flew towards the little skeleton with a swish, and it got into the eyes of the little skeleton at once.

"My ......," an elder suddenly shouted excitedly, knelt on the ground and began to worship.

As more and more skeletons knelt on the ground in worship, a more and more powerful belief in death appeared in this small city.

Yang Qingshan stood up, looked at the little skeleton with some distraction, only to see that the skeleton on his body gradually grew flesh and blood, in a short period of time, a newborn appeared in everyone's eyes, as more and more streamers shot from the sky, the little skeleton's body began to grow, and the process of a child becoming an adult was underway.

"Ah......h

When the little skeleton was fully grown, the three heads turned into one head, and a pair of bright eyes suddenly woke up Yang Qingshan, and finally the corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed.

"Yang Qingshan, I knew that we would still meet. ”