"There...... What's there?"

Wang Ming looked ahead, his heart throbbing.

An abyss, as big as it is boundless, lies there, surrounded by chaotic fog above, and pitch black as ink below, and there is a most terrifying aura circulating at a glance.

The roar heard earlier seemed to be beneath the abyss, the final place of the ship's cabin.

He had a feeling that all the weirdness and ominousness were here, and that below that abyss, it seemed to swallow everything!

After staring at it for just a moment, Wang Ming was cold from head to toe, his cold hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Then, he was shocked and his heart was turbulent.

Because, when he opened his heavenly eyes, he saw a man sitting hovered above the entrance of the abyss, as if sealed here.

This figure, tall and handsome, with black hair with blood, was draped around his waist, and sat there motionless.

"Yes...... Him!"

Wang Ming's voice trembled, this person had seen it in the picture presented by the altar not long ago, and he was one of the several kings guarding the boundary wall!

It's shocking that he's here.

He was petrified, without a trace of life, without moving, and there was a layer of quaint veins below him, blocking the exit of the abyss.

And he sat cross-legged on it, quietly and calmly.

Wang Ming's eyes widened, staring at him carefully.

The king's body was covered with too many wounds, his clothes had long since been torn, and his body was full of terrible wounds, with a short spear stuck in his chest, and black arrow feathers pierced through his shoulder blades, and one of Shending's legs embedded in his ribs, peeking through his back.

There were even broken tower fragments pierced into the skull, and it was hard to imagine what a tragic and terrible battle he had experienced!

He was scarred and blood-stained, and the bright red blood had not dried up, but his body was cold and lifeless.

Because. His injuries were too serious, and any of those terrifying supreme magic weapons could penetrate the heavens, and now they were all shattered, embedded in his body, enough to wipe out all the vitality!

This is the seal he laid before he died, and this place is sealed!

"I'm back...... But the power has been exhausted......"

There was a mood swing coming from him, it was a residual thought, it was left behind before he died.

"Breaking through the wall...... Familiar homeland...... Catch up...... It's sealed!"

The remnant thought, intermittently. That's all.

Wang Ming felt a sadness in his heart, feeling desolate for this king, guarding the boundary wall, never flinching, fighting with his life and blood.

The reason why I broke through the boundary wall and came back was also to chase something and seal it.

As a result, he died like this, and ended so sadly. When he was dying, he had to suppress this place with his body and seal the abyss.

Obviously, this king has immeasurable merits, but no one knows that he has done all this.

A cold and dark void. He died alone, no one knew, no one saw him off, and the whole world did not know that there was such a person. Plug this abyss with your body.

He has done so many things, shaking the great universe of the Spirit Realm, and his descendants are called Demon Blood Descendants.

His body was suppressed here. Follow the ancient ship drifting in the great crack of the void, cold and desolate.

"Why is my Huaxia clan not allowed in the divine realm, not allowed in the spiritual realm...... Hateful!"

This king died alone here, and he conquered the abyss.

Wang Ming couldn't calm down, he felt a kind of sadness, looking at his tall and majestic figure, covered with wounds, embedded with all kinds of chaotic qi treasure fragments, and the blood had not dried up.

He could only bow deeply, and his heart was full of sorrow.

"Senior, let's go!"

Wang Mingzhong is very complicated, and he feels sad for this king, his descendants are all "demon blood", and they are called demon people, how desolate is it.

Such a supreme figure, in the battle of the boundary wall, bloody fighting, guarding the territory with his life, while his descendants fell to that step.

"I also have 'demon blood' flowing in my body, hehe......" Wang Ming couldn't help laughing, anger and sadness coexisted, the king in front of him was his clan, and he was an elder of the Huaxia clan.

"If I can get out of trouble, I will go to the boundary wall one day and join the war!" Wang Ming swore.

He clenched his fists, if one day he could stand on the pinnacle of Shinto, he would have to fight to quell the chaos and suppress the ten enemies of the boundary wall!

Even if there may be immortals and unimaginable supreme figures among them, he will go there and fight into that realm.

His eyebrow magic appeared, and the holy light soared into the sky, breaking through the gloom of this place, and the beam of light rushed into the sky.

In the abyss, the king, who was sitting still, his cold corpse seemed to feel something, and his forehead bone actually glowed, and the darkness collapsed.

Wang Ming's body was shocked, and the magic of his forehead bone was resonating, as if he had met someone with the same blood, it was difficult to give up, and he tasted a kind of tragedy.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, the tall corpse that suppressed the abyss, a bright light flew out from the center of its eyebrows, and if you look closely, it is a magic word, which is submerged in Wang Ming's magic word veins.

Wang Ming's body immediately staggered, his forehead bone was hot, as if it was about to burn, and the next moment his eyebrows were even brighter, and the light shone on the heavens and the earth.

That kind of veins are intertwined. It was complicated and mysterious, and the magic words were as clear as iron hooks and silver strokes, which made the blood in Wang Ming's body boil, like a river and a sea.

In an instant, his body felt warm, and in the Jedi, he no longer felt cold in the face of endless gray fog and black gas, but fearless.

When everything calmed down, the corpse fell silent again.

Wang Ming's whole body was comfortable, and he vaguely felt that there was something more in the complex lines that appeared on his forehead. But I don't know how to do it.

"Is this word really demon?" he was angry, naturally knowing that it was glory and glory, but in the spirit world, it had become synonymous with demon and chaos.

In the future, he will go to the ancient religion of those who are shouting for demons!

He had seen at that altar that when the demonic blood collapsed, those people would be stronger, but he didn't know how to use it. Even if you feel the body of that king, you can resonate with him. There was a light that made the magic words on his forehead bone extremely clear, but he still didn't know how to use it.

"Maybe you can only understand it when you get to the boundary wall. Wang Ming has a kind of expectation. It was a terrible world, and he longed to fight and fight on that battlefield.

The premise is: He was able to leave here alive.

When he came to the end and saw the abyss, Wang Ming learned a lot. He knew that the upper realm seemed to be peaceful. Not really.

"Is it weird and ominous, are they all under this abyss?" Wang Ming pondered.

When did this king return?

Suddenly, there was no sound, and one after another ancient lamps appeared around them, hanging in the void, and a thunderous sound sounded under the abyss, impacting the seal.

Wisps of gray-black mist spilled out of the seal.

"It's not solid!" Wang Ming changed color, and he saw a very bad thing, and his heart was cold on the spot.

The king who sat cross-legged, and half of his body was dyed as black as ink. Like a demon ancestor, it makes people's hearts palpitate.

The black mist shrouded him, wanting to soak his whole body, but every time he reached his forehead, he would be cut off by a streamer, although the person was dead, but the magic word was still there, still glowing.

"Oh no, one day this seal will be broken, and then strange and ominous kings will reign on the land. It's definitely a disaster!" Wang Ming sighed.

However, he could not think too much about it.

In the distance, chirping ghosts chirped one after another, and on the other side of the horizon there was a large mountain. Each one was pitch black as ink, and now erupted with an eerie mist.

On each mountain, a huge lantern was lit up, bright red as blood, reflecting the heavens.

"Whew......"

It's like a million ghosts crying. It was as if the gates of hell were opened, and among the mountains, black shadows were dense. Thousands, endlessly, pounced.

That kind of scene is terrifying, there are too many black shadows, maybe they shouldn't be called ghosts, they are all ancient corpses, jumping from one mountain to another, slaughtering.

The mountains are all over the wilderness, there are black shadows everywhere, all of them are such ancient corpses, all of them were once strong, and they were killed like this.

Wang Ming sighed, most of them are about to end, so many opponents, if each of them is not weaker than him, he has cultivated an immortal qi, so what, it is still not enough.

"Well, that's not right, not all ancient corpses are strong, some of them are rotten. ”

Wang Ming opened his eyes and saw all this. Ever since that king's forehead bone emitted a ray of light that hit the center of his eyebrows, now he found that he could use the Divine Pattern and so on, and he would not suffer a backlash for touching the forbidden power here.

"Kill!"

In any case, Wang Ming will not be restrained, even if he dies in battle, he will be vigorous, rather than waiting to be killed.

He held halberds in both hands, and the two halberds were peerless divine weapons, polished from the bones of the Void Divine Beast, and he rushed forward, sweeping all kinds of ancient corpses.

The smell of fish is strong, and some corpses don't know how long they have existed, they should have rotted and ceased to exist, but they were imprisoned by a rule and still maintained their bodies.

It was only at this point that they were crushed and eventually turned into pus, blood, and rotten bones.

Wang Ming noticed that some ancient corpses were different, wrapped in black mist, with vitality, slowly pacing in the rear, with strong coercion.

Moreover, there is a group of people there, whose strength seems to be similar to him, very close.

"Here we go again, the so-called ominous and weird!"

He saw a group of young people, dozens of them, standing proudly, with indifferent expressions, all staring at him deadly.

"Well, they are people of this era!" Wang Ming was taken aback.

Dozens of people came, the terrifying aura was monstrous, and together, it was extremely terrifying, this was some young supremes, all of whom were invincible.

"Shhh

Wang Ming gasped, could it be that these are all brilliant people in ancient times, and in the end, something ominous happened, not only was his own treasure stolen, but even people were brought here?

If this is true. It's kind of scary!

He flashed his eyes and looked farther away, and suddenly despaired, there were some middle-aged people in the mountains, and their breath was even more terrifying, and they all had a kind of self-respecting spirit.

That's a person of a higher realm, and he has also been brilliant for an era!

If that group of people comes, how much will they fight, he is destined to be killed.

"Trial...... Slaughter...... Theft ...... Scourge. "On the abyss. There were residual thoughts, and the corpse seemed to be aware of this phenomenon.

With a roar, the endless ancient corpses stopped their restlessness and stopped attacking. Hundreds of blood-red lanterns appeared, shining here.

And among the dozens of young powerhouses, some of them began to step forward, and the most amazing creatures made a move. They are all in the Divine Fire Great Perfection realm.

"Kill!"

This is a cruel battle, but Wang Ming alone has to face a group of strong and unimaginable opponents, who are being attacked by a group.

Especially the Qi of the Immortal Dao is not very smooth. Wang Ming simply abandoned it, rotated the double halberds, and fought them.

In a short time, he had already killed two people, but he was also wounded, bloody, and the most terrible shot almost pierced his heart.

"What a powerful person!" Wang Ming was surprised.

That person's strength is extraordinarily great, it is actually no worse than his physical body, and if you look closely, it is a golden creature, with an ant head in the human body, and its strength is infinite.

"Could it be the famous golden ant 20,000 years ago?" Wang Ming's heart moved, he had also heard of some powerful figures in the spirit world in ancient times, and felt that this ant should be him.

No matter what, he will not stop, even if he dies, he will die in battle.

"Poof!"

Another powerful young supreme was slain by him.

At the same time, the divine pattern was brilliant, and the treasure art collided, and he blasted another strong man to pieces.

And, when he made a move, a fire appeared in his body, shattering the blood-colored ancient lamp shining in the void, and it did not reflect his treasure art.

"Boom!"

A gray sword fell, and suddenly the light was shining, making Wang Ming's heavenly eyes feel a tingling pain, and with a light in his hand, the two halberds were actually cut off, and the blood flashed, and there was a shocking sword qi piercing into his body.

It's too fast, this sword is peerlessly sharp, fast to the pinnacle, breaking through the void, from a distance to the front of the eye.

Wang Ming quickly retreated, but a cut was still made on his neck, blood gushed out, and he was almost beheaded, which was really dangerous.

It was a humanoid creature, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, extraordinary instruments, eyes like cold electricity, and holding a gray, dull ancient sword, extremely powerful.

Wang Ming knew that this person must have been extremely famous and too strong in ancient times.

Of course, that sword is also very special, when it is not moving, no one will pay attention to it, and once it is activated, the light is many times brighter than the sun, making people unable to open their eyes.

Moreover, it is only a sword fetus, it has not been opened, and it has not really been refined, it is already like this, which is a bit unbelievable.

"Even sacred treasures such as the Void Battle Halberd have been cut off, this sword is too unusual. Wang Ming guessed that it should be a supreme immortal gold.

It's just a sword fetus, and it's extremely malleable.

"Whew!"

Wang Ming moved, as fast as lightning, and pounced on that person.

"Dang!"

He slammed the sword fetus with his treasure art, and it rang out.

Blood splashed, and there were many young and strong people around Wang Ming, all of whom were amazingly talented, and when they shot together, a lot of wounds appeared on his body at once.

And the young man holding the mysterious sword fetus was even more terrifying, the blade of the sword did not leave Wang Ming's vital point, and there was a sword that made him see blood again.

Of course, Wang Ming also slapped back and slammed into his body, shocking him backwards, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. (To be continued......)