From the ancient times to the present, the Wanling Continent has experienced an unknown number of years, and the long river of time is passing.

The rise and fall of the ancient kingdom, the establishment, prosperity and decline of the Great Religion alternated, and countless peerless powerhouses and outstanding people have been amazed for a period of time, shocking an era.

But they can't escape the fate of becoming a piece of loess, unable to compete with time, and compete with the laws of heaven.

No one can be immortal, the only thing that remains unchanged is the eternal existence of the Ten Thousand Souls Continent.

There are splendid and glorious heyday eras, and there are also terrifying era of the end of the law, the world's masterpieces emerge in endlessly, and the ancient murderers dominate the world.

They have been buried in the eternal river, and these people are just a wave in the sea, and future generations will not remember them forever, even those who once opened up the era and were extremely brilliant.

The Ten Thousand Souls Continent is vast, and it is said that there are hundreds of millions of living beings living in this continent, and there are ten thousand races, so the world calls this the Ten Thousand Souls Continent.

Ordinary mortals are extremely poor and cannot cross the Ten Thousand Souls Continent in their lifetime, and it is also a fantasy for ordinary monks to cross the Ten Thousand Souls without the help of the teleportation array.

In the era of the end of the law, there has been a change in the continent of all souls, and some visions have suddenly descended here, which is worrying and unsettling.

The sky cracked, and the light of the sun shone on the earth. Thunder and lightning broke out, and the sound of thunder filled the entire Wanling Continent, making people feel uneasy.

Mountains and rivers flow backwards, the earth collapses, and the sound of wailing and shouting can be faintly heard, as if you are in an ancient battlefield.

At the top of a towering immortal mountain, an old man in a white robe looked at the cracked sky dome and frowned.

The sky seemed to be stained red with blood, and it was extremely oppressive.

The white-robed old man had an otherworldly aura, immortal wind and bones, but at this time, his face also showed a worried look.

He muttered to himself, "It's still here when it's time to come." ”

Suddenly, in the distance, countless phantoms converged, their races discernible from each other's forms and looming appearances.

There are giants standing tall in the sky, pterosaurs with three heads, and three-eyed humanoids, as well as many normal human appearances. In short, they are all from different races, some are fierce, some are divine beasts, and some are peerless powerhouses among human beings.

They were dressed in costumes that did not belong to this era, and the number was staggering, tens of thousands, and a momentum burst through the sky, as if to bring the earth to the ground.

I don't know what era these tens of thousands of heroic spirits existed, and the only thing that can be determined is that they all died in battle.

All that is left is the obsession of fighting, and I still have to continue fighting.

A piece of black pressure gathered from all directions, rushing to the place where the sky cracked, the crack between heaven and earth.

However, the Heroic Spirit was blocked by the golden glow, unable to soar straight into the sky and enter the crack in the sky.

The heroic spirits were screaming and shouting to kill, and some of their bodies were broken, with broken arms or thighs, which showed the tragedy of the war back then.

At this moment, a big flag broke out of the void, the big flag covered the sky and the sun, and a sense of ancient vicissitudes arose.

The banners were stained with dark red blood, some of which had dried up, and some of which were still flowing.

The white-robed old man at the top of the Immortal Mountain spied through it, and seemed to guess how powerful the person who left blood on the banner was, even after millions of years, his blood still lasts forever.

Tens of thousands of Heroic Soul Battle Spirits followed behind the blood-stained banner, all the way into the cracks in the sky.

All the light is covered by the flag, and the world seems to have come to night.

I don't know how long it took for everything to return to normal, the sky was back to normal, no longer bloody, and the cracks had healed.

And those tens of thousands of souls have disappeared, and there is no trace of them.

There are powerful and powerful people who deduce, either they get nothing, or they are counterattacked, there is no result, and they can't spy on the slightest.

Time passes, time does not stop flowing, more than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this vision has been forgotten by most people.

In the extreme south of the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, there is an endless mountain range, among which there are endless wild mountains and forests. There are few people there, and no one can go in and survive, at least no one has that cultivation now.

Legend has it that it was once a battlefield of gods and demons, a place of great evil. Or the Xianjia Cave Mansion, others are not allowed to disturb it.

Opinions differ, but what is certain is that a layer of enchantment has been set up here by characters who have somehow shocked the heavens through the ages.

There used to be peerless powerhouses and some old monsters attacking in, but they were like mud cows into the sea, nowhere to be found, no news reached the outside world, and no one knew what happened.

The powerful men of the past generations have explored and deduced this place, and they have come to the conclusion that Xianshen Mountain, including the wild mountains and forests around it, is shrouded by a supreme magic circle.

Those peerless powerhouses once opened a gap and broke into here, but in the end, life and death were uncertain, and it was over.

Xianshen Mountain is the first forbidden area in the world throughout the ages, and I don't know how many peerless powerhouses and powers have been buried here.

The main peak of Xianshen Mountain is located in the depths of the Great Wilderness, surrounded by endless wild mountains and forests.

The main peak towers into the clouds, straight into the sky, as if communicating the heaven and the earth, and it is unreachable.

At this time, there are two figures on the top of the mountain, both dressed in white robes, moving in the wind, one old and one young, it seems that it is a master-apprentice relationship.

The youngest is only fifteen years old, the young man has black hair like ink, a handsome face, and a slender and straight body.

The young man sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the boundless mountains and forests below the mountain, his face was worried, and he said, "Master, are you really leaving?"

The old man's name is Xiao Chengdao, although his face is old. But the spirit is strong, and there is an aura of fairy wind bones.

He nodded, with a serious expression, and said, "It's no longer up to us to choose, if I don't make a move, the entire seventy-two states of the Ten Thousand Souls Continent will be wiped out by the catastrophe." ”

Yun Lingyu's tone became anxious, and he asked, "Is there really no other way?"

Xiao Chengdao showed a difficult smile, stroked his gray beard, and replied, "Xiao Yu, since the end of the Dharma era, no one in the Ten Thousand Souls Continent can compare with the teacher. If I don't go, the entire Ten Thousand Souls Continent will be ruined, and even your Yun family will be unable to stand alone. ”

Yun Lingyu stood up, his eyes moistened, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Sometimes that's the case, when it comes to the critical moment, when you are prepared, and everything becomes silent.

Why is Xianshen Mountain called the first forbidden area?!

The reason for this is only known to Xiao Chengdao and Yun Lingyu.

Everyone in the world knows that the first forbidden area, Xianshen Mountain, is Xiao Chengdao's dojo, but what is the origin of Xianshen Mountain, including this endless vast mountain forest, except for Xiao Chengdao and Yun Lingyu, no one knows.

Yun Lingyu was born in the Yun family, which is known as one of the eight most powerful families in the world, and is the son of the head of the Yun family.

Since he was a child, Yun Lingyu was favored by the world's number one master and accepted as a disciple. The number one master in the world is Yun Lingyu's current master, that is, Xiao Chengdao.

Although the Yun family has the momentum to become the number one family in the world, there is no peerless powerhouse comparable to Xiao Chengdao.

Yun Lingyu worships under his door, which is not a humiliating identity, and it is even a good fate, which is beneficial and harmless to the Yun family.

Yun Lingyu and Xiao Chengdao have been practicing together in Xianshen Mountain for many years, Xiao Chengdao treats Yun Lingyu like a parent, and guides Yun Lingyu to embark on the road of cultivation.

Yun Lingyu has even more respect for Xiao Chengdao, he followed Xiao Chengdao to practice at the age of ten, and it has been five years, Yun Lingyu never dreamed that there would be such a day.

Xiao Chengdao and Yun Lingyu were silent until the sun set, and a bright moon hung high in the night sky.

The moonlight was bright and clean, like a layer of silver veil covering the earth, sprinkling silver light. The stars were shining all over the sky, Yun Lingyu looked up, tears sliding down his cheeks.

Xiao Chengdao and Yun Lingyu sat side by side on the edge of the cliff, and there was an abyss below.

Xiao Chengdao patted Yun Lingyu on the shoulder and said, "What's the matter? ”

Yun Lingyu wiped away his tears and asked with a serious face, "How dangerous is it to go this way?"

Xiao Chengdao picked up a wine gourd, handed another one to Yun Lingyu, and said, "Drink bar, I remember that you have been secretly drinking my wine since you were twelve years old." ”

"Really?" Yun Lingyu smiled bitterly and said, "I almost forgot. ”

Gurgling ......

Yun Lingyu raised the wine gourd and drank it in a big gulp.

He looked at his master's slightly old face, and still asked, "How sure are you that you will be able to come back safely?" ”

Xiao Chengdao just smiled and said, "Disciple, do you know the vision of heaven and earth that appeared twenty years ago?"

Yun Lingyu nodded, his face was thoughtful, and he replied, "I've heard of it, could it be that Master is going here because of it?!"

"That's right. ”

Xiao Chengdao was upright, "That's right, if I don't go, there is a high probability that the Ten Thousand Souls Continent will fall, and at that time, whether it is the Nine Forbidden Zones or the Eight Great Families, it is very likely to be breached." ”

Yun Lingyu was surprised, and even more panicked, and said, "Then I'll hurry back and inform the family and let my father support them." ”

Xiao Chengdao shook his head and said: "It's useless, you can enter the front to block the attack, no one else in the Ten Thousand Spirits Continent today has that ability except me, and the forbidden area and the major families are also included." ”

Yun Lingyu asked anxiously, "We really don't have any way, can only let Master and you alone to stop the calamity?!"

Xiao Chengdao replied: "No, being a teacher is not alone, there are also the heroic souls who sacrificed to protect all souls back then, and there are the Heavenly Dao banners that were sacrificed by the blood of gods and demons. ”

Xiao Chengdao looked up at the sky, and then said: "The era of the end of the law is coming to an end, the aura of heaven and earth is recovering, and all kinds of creations are coming. ”

Yun Lingyu seemed to see hope, looked forward to it, and said: "If you say so, there will definitely be all kinds of peerless powerhouses born in the future. ”

Xiao Chengdao nodded and said, "Well, as long as the teacher can persist until that time, I believe that he will be able to save the lives of all souls and be fearless of catastrophe." ”