In the blink of an eye, Murong Han Yi devoured all the more than twenty corpses he had received.

"Haha! God help me, there is such a secret place in the world!" Murong Han Yi laughed heartily.

"All the way to the north, while groping the border of the Great Wilderness Secret Realm, while devouring the bones!"

With a decision in his heart, Murong Han Yi flew out towards the north.

Along the way, Murong Han Yi dug out all the bones he found, swallowed them into the inner world to digest, and cultivated to rise slowly.

It's only been five days, and since the cultivation has reached the Nine Heavens of the Tianyuan Realm.

Tianyuan Realm to Xuanyuan Realm is a huge hurdle, and it requires greater resources, but Murong Han Yi is not worried, the corpses of the Great Desolate Secret Realm are endless, and at this rate, he will be able to break through to the Xuanyuan Realm again in less than two months.

Murong Han Yi continued to fly out to the north......

Another week passed.

Murong Han Yi went all the way north, and finally came to the end of the Great Wilderness Secret Realm.

In front of me is a looming spatial barrier, beyond the barrier is an endless void, and some spatial turbulence can be vaguely seen drifting by, as long as you go out, you can't come back.

This is the edge of the Great Wilderness.

After arriving at the edge, Murong Han Yi made a mark here, and then walked clockwise along the edge of the Great Wilderness Secret Realm, picking up the corpses while circling around, and marking them along the way.

A month later.

Murong Han Yi successfully walked around and returned to the starting point where he made the mark.

And at this moment, Murong Han Yi's cultivation had reached the peak of the Tianyuan Realm.

He took out a jade slip and used his soul power to draw a vague outline in it.

The outline looked like an irregular semicircle, with a real diameter of 50 million li, an area twice that of the Great Wilderness State, and about the same size as the Netherworld.

This is the map of the Great Wilderness Secret Realm, the harvest of his month-long journey.

Murong Han Yi couldn't help but miss Xu Lanlai, if there was her, it would only take three days at most to go around the Great Wilderness Secret Realm, and it would take a month.

Murong Han Yi stared at the map and looked at it carefully, he always felt that this irregular semicircle, like half torn from a circle, could it be that there were two Great Wilderness Secret Realms?

Shaking his head, it wasn't something he should worry about.

"In the middle of the Great Desolate Secret Realm, this is it!" Murong Han Yi stared at a certain location on the map, found the right direction, and flew in that direction.

The road was smooth, Murong Han Yi hurried while swallowing the bones of the corpse, and after flying again for seven days, he finally arrived in the middle of the Great Wilderness Secret Realm.

"Where is the Divine Dragon that the remnant soul is talking about?" Murong Han Yi looked around.

When he searched for a while, he suddenly stopped in the air, only to see that at the end of his line of sight, a huge corpse 10,000 meters long appeared, the corpse was in the shape of a line, the whole body was blood-red, spliced by countless backbones, there was a tail behind it, and the head was similar to a snake.

Under the abdomen of the corpse, there were also eight claws.

Just lying there, there was endless coercion emanating from the bones, and the yellow sand around it was pushed aside and could not flow in

As a result, a basin-like terrain has been formed, with the skeleton in the middle of the basin.

"Dragon bone!" Murong Han Yi was shocked and lost his voice.

This kind of skeletal structure, there is still this kind of coercion left after millions of years of death, who else but the dragon?

Murong Han Yi flew over to that side, and when he approached the range of the dragon bone's coercion, his body was like being oppressed by ten thousand catties, and he was instantly pressed to the ground, unable to move.

"Demon Emperor!" Murong Han Yi's pupils shrank suddenly.

This dragon is not an ordinary dragon, but a dragon at the level of the Demon Emperor.

Although they are all dragon clans, the dragon clan is also divided into high and low grades, not to mention that this dragon is in the realm of the demon emperor, and it is countless times stronger than him.

Even the Demon Emperor-level Divine Dragon died here, you can imagine how terrifying the war was back then.

Murong Han Yi's body also exuded dragon power, competing with it, the coercion of the dragon bone met Murong Han Yi's dragon power, which seemed to have been reduced a lot, and Murong Han Yi flew up again and moved forward slowly.

Murong Han Yi slowly flew over and came to the top of the blood-red dragon bone's head.

The eye sockets of the skull were empty, but faintly flashed with red points of light, and Murong Han Yi could see that they were the remnants of the divine dragon after his death.

The dragon's will is stronger than that of humans, and even if it has been dead for millions of years, there are still some residual thoughts, as if there is unwillingness, as if there is grief and anger, as if it wants to tell something.

"I Burning Heaven Emperor, I want to accept this dragon bone, if you still have any doubts, tell me!" Murong Han Yi said to the dragon bone.

As Murong Han Yi's words fell, a thought emanated from the dragon bone, and in the void, a Dao mark was drawn, and a dragon language appeared in the air.

The dragon language has long been lost in the Ten Thousand Valley Continent, and only the real dragon clan can understand it, and Murong Han Yi happened to obtain the memory inheritance of the dragon clan.

"In the 100221 years of the Divine Dragon Calendar, the extraterritorial demons invaded the Divine Dragon Continent, slaughtered my compatriots, robbed my blood, and lost my conscience. Extraterritorial demons do not have strong strength, but their spirit treasure is too strong, an ordinary demon using the spirit treasure can also exert the killing of the Immortal Emperor Realm, and the Immortal Emperor Realm is like an ant, without the power to resist. ”

"Within three years, seventy percent of the Ten Thousand Valley Continent has been occupied, the Eastern Xuan Domain, the Northern Wilderness Domain, and the Western Heaven Domain have all fallen, and only the Middle-earth God Domain, which is as strong as a forest, and the Southern Barbarian Domain, which lacks resources, have not yet been invaded. ”

"In the 100225 year of the Divine Dragon Calendar, the extraterritorial demons invaded the Middle-earth Divine Domain, and in order to stop the extraterritorial demons, we united forty-eight five-star races and five hundred and twenty-nine four-star races to launch a vast battle in the Middle-earth Divine Domain, opening up tens of millions of battlefields and killing countless enemies. ”

"However, the extraterritorial demons are too powerful, so powerful that they can't be explained by any reason, they manipulated the spirit treasure and used an explosive martial art with a power that exceeded the immortal level, completely flattening the Middle Earth Divine Domain, and after the explosion, most of the five hundred and twenty-nine four-star races were exterminated, only seventy-six races remained, and only thirteen of the forty-eight five-star races remained. ”

When the dragon language is written here, the font becomes distorted, and it seems to contain endless grief and indignation.

Even Murong Han Yi was infected by that angry emotion, and anger surged in his heart.

"The Middle-earth Divine Domain has completely fallen, and we have fled to the Southern Barbarian Domain to make the last resistance, but the demons outside the territory are pressing closely, and they are bound to wipe us out, and the last hope is about to be dashed. ”

"Fortunately, we have found a passage to the Great Thousand World in the Southern Barbarian Domain, and each race has left an incense inheritance to lead to the Great Thousand World, while the rest of the powerful ones will stay in the Ten Thousand Valley Continent to make the last resistance. ”

"In the 100227 year of the Divine Dragon Calendar, the passage of the Great Thousand Worlds was closed and the Southern Barbarian Domain fell. ”

"Dragon Clan Branch, Blood Dragon Clan, Eight-clawed Blood Demon Dragon, Long Hao, Absolute Pen!"

This is the end of the dragon language.