The main hall of the thousand-year-old demon capital is very wide, but at the same time, there is nothing else, a few tables, a few stools, and the magic word on the screen in the middle hall are everything here.

The old liar they didn't find any valuable clues, Ziyundong and the Demon King and they went to some places, but they found some things, and they all had an amazing feature when compared with each other.

The people here were in a hurry, as if there was a sudden engagement.

The formation pattern of the capital city of the Millennium Demon Capital is still there, and Zi Yundong and Zi Zhuke found that the formation foundation is still intact, which means that this place has not been invaded by strong enemies.

And the two demon kings found the retreat of some strong people, and they found that the power of the demon capital at that time was unprecedented, just the four protectors, they were all peak saint kings, green dragon protectors, and maybe even heavenly saints. According to rough estimates, there were no less than thirty Saint Kings in Mojing at that time. At this moment, the entire crape myrtle may not be able to find thirty holy kings.

The word "Demon" rotated with the light clusters of the four divine beasts on Su Yang's arm, and it turned out to be a passage!

Everyone felt numb, did the people of Mojing die here?

The scene here is really terrifying, and in the distance is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. There are too many people, white bones, some of whose bodies have not yet decayed, and there are soldiers everywhere......

On that ground, large and small, pools of blood were scattered or connected, shocking.

This is a battlefield that sends chills down the spine! Such a scene, shocking people's hearts, although the little rabbit and Yi Lingling have been to Biluo Yellow Spring, but they have seen more corpses, this bloody and tragic scene makes them very unbearable, although there is no fishy smell, but this scene still makes some people uncomfortable.

"The battle in the Southwest Holy Land is not as good as the eleventh or twelfth here. The old liar said that it was the first time he had seen such a large-scale battlefield,

When the passage opened, they walked in, and at this time, the scene of the corpse mountain and sea of blood in front of them was disappearing little by little!

Corpses, pools of blood, and weapons melted into a rain of light and slowly rose.

After a while, this place was full of colorful particles, which was very sacred.

"The world does not bury the heavens to bury ......"

Su Yang muttered, this is a big record that has not been recorded in history, all beings do not know, and heaven and earth are unforgettable......

He jumped so much that everything was dissipating, but he had to disturb their tranquility, and take advantage of this moment to find the doubts in his heart. Who are these crape myrtle ancestors fighting against?

"Let's go. ”

The old demon king followed, it was a fleeting moment, and if you missed it, you couldn't see anything.

This is an ancient battlefield, and when they penetrate this place, there is no sadness in their hearts, only a sense of awe and tense body.

There are so many dead that there is no end in sight to this continent, but traces of battle can be seen everywhere.

The surrounding corpses, their direction is forward, and the further they go, the stronger their overall strength becomes.

"During the lost years, there was a great war, and the magic capital has disappeared since then. ”

The old dean said that this was his speculation, and the strong people such as Zizhuke also agreed, at least the disappearance of Mojing had a great deal to do with this battle

The old demon king frowned and said: "In this battle, not only the Demon Jing, at least I saw the Demon King of the thirty-six caves. ”

On this great battlefield, there are many corpses of demon clans. In the distance, a pair of tiger bones is slowly dissipating, but a large knife mark on its skull can still be seen. In the lost era, the demon clan also shed blood here.

Zi Yundong said: "This may be an attack by all the elites of Ziwei, led by Mojing. ”

"Who are you fighting with?" asked Qingshi, they were coming out for the first time, and they didn't know a lot about Ziwei.

"Outside the sky, darkness. ”

Su Yang said, his voice as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Here, everyone didn't feel the aura similar to that of Black Lotus, but they believed what Su Yang said.

The old liar said incredulously, "Could it be that before that holy war, there was such a fierce battle in the Lost Age?"

It is estimated that there are no more than a million dead people here, although they may not be as good as a drop in the bucket compared to the base of Crape Myrtle Monks, but these are all elite powerhouses.

The armor that is still shining so far, and the skeleton that still glows with holy might, all illustrate this.

The further you go, the more strong there are, the sages are like grass on the ground, there are too many strong people who have died, and it makes people feel that this is a battle that is not weaker than the all-crape myrtle battle more than 400,000 years ago.

"It should be, look at that. Powerful nameless ones, from all the holy places. ”

The old abacus said that their seven great masters had traveled to many places in Ziwei, and had dealt with the powerhouses of various holy places, and they were very familiar with the aura of the people in the holy land.

Here, a lot of elite powerhouses died.

"Buzz!"

At this time, Zi Yundong and Zi Zhuke suddenly cast a spell, blocking a corpse and a purple pagoda to dissipate!

"That's my Purple Mountain ancestor. ”

Zi Lingling exclaimed, there is a standing purple pagoda in front of the left, four or five meters high, and an old man is sitting in it. This kind of dress and this kind of atmosphere must be a person from Ziyun Pavilion.

Ziyundong and the two wanted to stop the dissipation of this transformation style, but there was disrespect, and they also wanted to know who this ancestor was and whether they could find it in the Zishan genealogy.

"No, this is the power of Ziwei Heaven and Earth!" Zizhuke's chest shook and he was attacked from an invisible place.

As Su Yang said, the world does not bury the heavens to bury, hindering this process, which is no different from going against the sky.

"Write down everything about him. ”

Zi Yundong opened the Eye of Heaven and recorded everything he could see.

If the identity of this elder can be determined, and the genealogy can be used to determine exactly what year this point is, this is a very significant thing.

In the lost era, they didn't even know the chronology......

The people of the Xiao and Qi families also saw the ancestors of their own families in the process of advancing, and with the pace of advancement, there was more than one strong person who could be recognized.

"The period of time in Aonomura was also blank, why did such a big war happen. Is it this battle that has caused a blank gap in history?" Qing Guo muttered, his heart very solemn.

The continent was very wide, and they half-paused and half-leaped, and after about an hour, it seemed that they had reached the end of here!

The place was disconnected, as if suspended on the edge of an island in the sky, and in front of them was a lonely universe!

"Big brother, look, sword!" Qingqing exclaimed, at the edge of the continent in front of them, there was a white sword stuck on a large stone, which was exactly the same as the aura of Su Yang's blood sword.

"Zhuxian White Sword!"

Su Yang said in a deep voice, when he saw the Zhuxian White Sword at this moment, there was no surprise on his face, but a touch of sadness.

The white sword of Zhuxian is inserted here, which is telling a story......

(End of chapter)