Rumble!

The style building came as promised, and suddenly landed in front of the Void Holy Mansion.

At this time, a mysterious light burst out to penetrate the wind and snow, shining on the body of the demon under the mountain of burial, making the demon as if it was in a sea of fire, and immediately screamed in terror.

"Ahh

The flax-clad demon became hideous, and gradually turned into ashes in the light.

This scene shocked the literati of Bocheng, and they couldn't imagine that the light of the Grace Building could still burn the evil ghosts, so that the evil ghosts in linen did not have the slightest power to resist.

Pieces of flax-clad demons turned into ashes in the light.

And at this time.

That ancient and mournful call came to an abrupt end when the flax-clad demon turned to ashes. And Feng Qingyan, who was lying quietly in the coffin and was about to open his eyes, did not open his eyes again.

Everything is calm again.

But the strange black mist in the coffin rolled, as if it had turned into a huge black sea.

At this time, there was even more strange black fog, escaping from the bronze coffin, making the black fog of the entire burial palace roll and turn into countless terrifying evil ghosts.

The demon roared, fangs and claws.

The evil gaze looked coldly at the grace building......

The light of the grace building shone on the burial mountain, and the pieces of linen demons disappeared, and there were countless linen ghosts who fled with the wind and snow.

The night came, and so did it.

Buried in the sky of the mountain.

An Xiu frowned slightly.

When the grace building broke through the sky, the ancient call that was uncertain seemed to suddenly disappear.

And the burial mountain, which should have been more dark, is not so dark.

An Xiu looked at the grace building with some surprise.

At this time, there is still no one who can climb the style building, and the world seems to be accustomed to its existence, and even more accustomed to the fact that no one can climb the style building......

This style building seems to be able to suppress the burial mountain.

This shocked An Xiu a little.

Although he has not yet determined whether the burial mountain is the burial place of the ghost emperor, the burial mountain must not be as simple as it seems.

This flax-clad demon is full of endless weirdness.

Although nine days ago, the Ghost Emperor had only descended for a few breaths, but many people in the world knew about it.

Ghost Emperor-

It's a desperate existence.

Why is he still alive?

Coming to earth again?

He only came to a few breaths, and the world turned into hell everywhere.

The people of the world did not experience the hellish era in the last years of the ghost merchants.

Although I can peek through the history books, I don't have a personal experience after all, and I can't really understand the meaning of hell everywhere in the world.

And now, the Ghost Emperor only came down for a few breaths, and they understood.

It can be seen from this.

What a terrifying and painful time it was in the last years of the ghost merchants......

In the blink of an eye.

Another day passed.

This was the eleventh day of the fall of the Holy Heavens.

At this time, the wind and snow are still raging in the burial mountain, and the only thing that makes people warm is that in the depths of the sky, there is still a holy monument of [Begonia Book House] shining in the world.

It was the only monument that did not fall into the world.

Canonized monuments.

This is not only the warmth of Bocheng and Fushan Academy, but also the warmth of the disciples of the Holy Word.

As long as there is still a holy monument in the sky, it means that there is still hope for the Holy Dao, and when the canonization is truly canonized, it may be the time when the Holy Dao once again suppresses the world.

It is even possible to recreate the glory of the Age of All Saints.

Time passed.

The wind and snow in the burial mountain still did not stop, and the sky and the earth were white.

In Bocheng, in the academy, there are countless literati or students every day, looking up at the depths of the sky to see if the canonized holy monument is still there.

As long as it is still there, it is their last comfort.

The last hope.

At this time, there are countless people in the world who are puzzled, why did the holy monuments of all the saints fall to the world, but the holy monuments of the canonization are still suspended in the depths of the sky?

What does this mean exactly?

Can canonization be truly canonized?

Or is canonization the only false saint in the world?

Outside the world of Zhou, many people frowned, this holy monument was too dazzling. Since the Holy Monument of All Saints has fallen, why is it still suspended in the depths of the sky?

There should be no more monuments in this sky.

The sixteenth day of the collapse of the Holy Heavens.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, a lot of mud and dust were kicked up.

It seemed that the entire burial mountain trembled, and when everyone was terrified, they saw a holy monument that fell rapidly in front of the burial mountain academy.

"The Holy Monument—"

"The holy monument has fallen, the holy monument has fallen!"

"Why did the monument fall?"

At this time, the students of the Burial Mountain Academy, and even the teachings and teachings, were like crazy.

Their eyes were blood-red, their faces were hideous, and they even looked desperate, and they couldn't imagine that the last holy monument had fallen to the world, covered with thick mud and dust.

The Light is not there.

The monument is as high as a hundred feet.

However, at this time, nine out of ten were buried in the soil, and only one tenth was exposed.

The exposed tenths were as if they were coated with a thick layer of earth, so that people could not feel the slightest holy breath.

It seems to be just an ordinary stone.

"Ahh

There was an edict that knelt down in pain in front of the gate of the college.

Faith collapsed, and the last hope in my heart was shattered.

At this time, more and more teachers and students wept and knelt down to the holy monument, and the heart-rending cry resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Senior brother—"

Mu Yu looked at the holy monument, and tears kept flowing.

Helian Mountain, Yan Shan and other students looked at the holy monument and burst into tears......

In the apse of the academy, the east building staggered back a few steps.

An Xiu raised his head and was silent.

Dejected.

At this time, countless people came to the holy monument, and even those who were not Confucian disciples began to cry.

"Ahhh......h

"Heaven is also going to kill my holy way?"

The monument was surrounded by weeping, and sorrow was everywhere.

On this day, the sixteenth day of the collapse of the Holy Heaven, the students of the Burial Mountain Academy were like walking corpses.

After nightfall, the flax-clad evil ghost also came as promised, and ran to the burial mountain to cry and mourn.

The style building broke through the sky again and again.

The light shines on the burial mountain.

This made the ancient call in the mourning never be completed completely, so Feng Qingyan in the bronze coffin, when he was about to open his eyes with two tears each time, fell into a deep sleep again.

This style building is here to make trouble.

Time passed.

Every time the flax demon comes, it is destroyed by the grace building.

But the flax-clad demon did not hesitate.

In the blink of an eye.

June has passed.

And the wind and snow that have fallen for nearly a month have brought great disasters to the burial mountain. However, this wind and snow are extremely strange, even if An Xiu and the East Building are obscure, they can't be suppressed.

And one day in July.

On the gate of the burial palace, a fourth taboo inscription emerged.

- Door taboo

The so-called "door taboo", that is, wherever there is a door in the world, there is an open door to kill.

It doesn't matter if you are an ordinary person or a world-famous sage, as long as you open the door, you will be killed, and no one can hide from it. However, the strange knock on the door kept ringing, ringing, and so on, that you had to open the door.

Tuk Tuk –

There was a knock on the door.

But there was no one behind the door, but a huge and hideous black shadow was faintly seen.

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