"Millions of years ago?!" Yang Yumo was shocked, he didn't expect that these people were all old monsters millions of years ago.

"Millions of years...... Isn't that the same era as the legendary Demon Venerable Feng Mo Tian!" Yang Yumo thought secretly.

"It's rare that you still have some knowledge, we are indeed people of the same era as the Demon Venerable!" When talking about the Demon Venerable, the Ghost Venerable's tone was full of respect and worship.

"He even knows what I'm thinking! What level has this reached, at least the ancestors in his family haven't had this transcendent cultivation of sainthood!" Secretly surprised in his heart, Yang Yumo no longer thought about it, otherwise it would be worth the loss if he angered these two big Buddhas.

"Sit down, two stories for you, after listening, I'll let you go, let you out!" As he spoke, the Ghost Venerable pointed to Yang Yumo's side, and a stone bench grew out of thin air.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yang Yumo sat down as he said.

Then, the Ghost Venerable turned around with his arms around the Rakshasa Venerable, walked under the grape trellis, let go of the Rakshasa Venerable in his arms, the Ghost Venerable slowly squatted in front of the red-robed skeleton on the chair, his right hand slowly stretched out to the skeleton's face, gently stroked, the movements were gentle and delicate, and he looked at it affectionately, carefully tidying up a few wrinkled places, there seemed to be dust in a few places, and he blew gently.

The Rakshasa Venerable who was standing on the side didn't say a word from beginning to end, just quietly watched the Ghost Venerable's movements, his eyes, affection, and face were full of redness, as if the Ghost Venerable was stroking himself.

After a long time, the Ghost Venerable stood up, walked to the front of the chair with his arms around the Rakshasa Venerable, and asked her to sit down.

At the next moment, Yang Yumo was completely shocked, the Rakshasa Venerable actually sat down, yes, just sat down, and just merged with the skeleton on the chair, and after a halo, the red robe that was originally put on the skeleton and shriveled down actually bulged!

And the Ghost Venerable circled around and came to the black-robed skeleton. With a smile, he moved half a step sideways, and he also became one with the black-robed skeleton!

Then, the two skeletons turned out to be flesh and blood, and came to life!

What kind of supernatural power is this, there is even such an ability, this is the real life and death person, flesh and bones! Yang Yumo's eyes widened, and he watched all this happen incredibly, suddenly like a dream.

"It's just a trick, in fact, we died millions of years ago, and what you saw just now is just a little thought left over from us!" Seeing Yang Yumo's expression, the Ghost Venerable spoke, and the Rakshasa Venerable lay on the chair slightly, his eyes slightly closed, as if nothing else could enter his eyes except for the man behind him.

"They died millions of years ago, but the two predecessors fell in the Great War of the Hundred Immortals a million years ago?" Yang Yumo still knows about this allusion, the battle a million years ago was called a holy war by later generations!

"Hehe, just those ordinary people, dare to call them immortals, I didn't expect that the current Shenwu Continent would fall to this point. Even if there are hundreds of people like that, they won't want to take the lives of the two of us!" said the Ghost Shadow Venerable arrogantly and disdainfully.

"The senior's words are wrong, if it weren't for the hundred seniors of the Hundred Immortals War who fought to the death and finally won, how could the Shenwu Continent be prosperous today!" Although he was afraid of the strength of the two people in front of him, that legendary holy war was simply the battle that Yang Yumo admired the most in his life.

"Hmph, stupid, but you have a bit of backbone, if not, just by your words, it is a capital crime!" The Ghost Shadow Venerable snorted coldly, revealing a trace of momentum, and directly hit Yang Yumo's chest, Yang Yumo flew out upside down and smashed heavily on the stone wall, at least five or six ribs were broken, and the five internal organs were also cracked, and when he opened his mouth, more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood spurted out!

Seeing this, the Rakshasa Venerable, who was lying slightly, gently stroked the hand of the Ghost Venerable on his shoulder, and the Ghost Venerable was no longer angry, and at the same time, the Rakshasa Venerable raised his left hand lightly, and a soft aura entered Yang Yumo's body, and Yang Yumo's injury was cured in an instant!

"Come here, sit down!" Venerable Rakshasa finally spoke, his tone extremely gentle, but it was irresistible!

"The Ghost Venerable is really powerful, and the juniors admire it!" Yang Yumo strode over, sat down, and looked at the Ghost Venerable with indignant eyes.

"Yes, the little Martial Venerable cultivator has such a backbone, but he is nothing without strength!Do you know, it is the Blood Demon Cave you just passed by, more than eighty percent of the pre-life cultivation in it far surpasses you, and the remaining two percent are roughly in the same realm as you!"

Yang Yumo could no longer be calm, there were hundreds of millions of skeletons inside, they were all masters of martial arts and above, how prosperous the martial arts were millions of years ago!

"The seniors said they wanted to tell stories, and the juniors happened to be a suitable listener. Yang Yumo stopped talking nonsense and changed the topic.

"Well, after all, you are still the chosen one of the adults, so let me tell you about it. The Ghost Venerable sighed.

"Millions of years ago, the Shenwu Continent rose together, and at that time, there were nine great emperors and five supreme beings on the continent! At that time, among the 100,000 territories in the south, there was a small sect called the Hell Gate! However, the Hell Gate was full of spirit beasts! For thousands of years, the Hell Gate was never born, until there were more and more human masters, and finally the war was extended to the isolated 100,000 territories!"

"For a hundred years, under the wanton slaughter of human beings, countless spirit beasts, countless scattered cultivators living in seclusion in the 100,000 territories are all in danger!"

"And at this time, there is a stunning master from the Hell Gate, and his rise is simply a myth!" Speaking of this, the Ghost Venerable's tone became very respectful and worshipful, even the Rakshasa Venerable on the chair was no exception.

"He is Feng Motian of the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf Clan! When he first appeared in front of people, he only had the realm of Martial Sect, but killing the master of the Martial King was like killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog, and later, in just ten years, he was already a master of the Martial Emperor, at that time, no one below the high level of the Martial Emperor was the enemy of his hundred moves!" said the Ghost Venerable with great pride.

Gradually, the human race realized the horror of Feng Motian, and a total of three hundred Martial Emperor peak masters began to design to kill Feng Motian! From then on, Feng Motian began the road of escape. ”

"But it was also this chase that created a generation of Demon Venerable Feng Motian!For ten years, Feng Motian was being hunted down, and ten years later, Feng Motian broke through to the realm of Martial Emperor in one fell swoop, and killed the peak master of Fifty Martial Emperor on the spot!"

"But he is still outnumbered, Feng Motian retreated for the time being, only a year later, Feng Motian reached the high level of the Martial Emperor! So, Lord Demon Venerable came out of the mountain again, originally, he just wanted to kill the people who participated in the pursuit of him at the beginning, but the ignorant human beings did not hand over those people. The Ghost Venerable said angrily.