The main hall in front is tall and majestic, just like the Shengji Palace that Zhang Hao has seen, there is a glorious shroud, there is dragon qi circling, and pieces of pressing killing machines are released from the large array, which completely turns this place into a desperate domain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This is definitely not the place where Emperor Shi Sheng finally buried his bones, it seems that a terrible beast is locked up again." Zhang Hao's eyes narrowed, with Emperor Shisheng's cautious and cunning and suspicious nature, I am afraid that it is possible that the real tomb is not buried here, and everyone and even his own descendant, Emperor Shichang, have been deceived by him.

All these people died here, no one could rush over, the formation here was too amazing, even Ma Wu had no clue, he ran back to see if Zhang Hao and Jia Jinzhong had a solution.

At this time, a young man riding a huge bone beast appeared in Zhang Hao's eyes, holding the Demon God Banner in his left hand and a bone sword in his right hand, covered in blood, with blurred flesh and blood in several places, and having experienced a great battle.

He cracked his mouth and laughed, and at the same time saw Zhang Hao and other heat.

This is an inner disciple, Zhang Hao doesn't know him, and Zhang Han is now playing a game with King Qing with the corpse of the little yin god Han Dejun in Bingzhou.

"Mozi, I know you, you have killed many people in the Thousand Swords Sect, I like you, this is the Holy Emperor's old man's heart cultivation hall, are you interested in competing, see which of us rushes in first."

"Who are you?" Zhang Hao asked, although this person only has the advancement of the peak of the law phase, but he has a little bit of the taste of the Xuan, maybe it only takes an opportunity to rush up, but he has never heard of such a person.

"My name is Lang Kun!"

Ma Wu buttoned his nose, only then did he slant a glance and said, "Rebel Lang Kun? Wasn't it 1,500 years ago that you were in the realm of longevity, was it a seizure? It's not like that. ”

"Hahahaha, I know, you unlucky guy must have been suppressed here, and his strength has plummeted, this time we come in here, you have a chance to escape."

Ma Wu laughed, with mockery in his mouth, and even twisted his ass.

"Do you have a grudge?" Zhang Hao asked in a low voice.

"No, but I heard that this guy has always been the second in the world, and now he is in the realm of law, and he doesn't bully him, he seems to be very unhappy in his heart."

"Understood!"

Lang Kun is not angry, 1,500 years is long enough for a person to forget, or even forget his name.

He just looked at Ma Wu seriously, and then shook his head, some of Ma Wu's memory had been preserved, but he was an out-and-out new cultivator, and he was no longer the plague god he knew at the beginning.

Three burial secrets, burying the sky, burying the ground, burying yourself, if you don't even have a body and only retain a part of your memory, is it still yourself.

Lang Kun's choice back then, like Zhang Hao, was the soul of Zhenxiding.

So he was trapped in the underground palace and was suppressed in five places along with the human-faced baboon, stone human guard, howling moon wolf, and Tianqizi.

How old was Lang Kun back then, he was already a strong man in the Vientiane Realm, and he could compete with the human-faced baboon, which was much stronger than the current Zhang Haoke, but he was still trapped in the formation, and was finally besieged and captured by the strong men around Emperor Sheng.

"Why are you scared? All I heard along the way was your name, and I heard that even the opening of the underground palace was organized by you, although my Lang Kun is only in the Faxiang realm now, I can be regarded as owing you half a favor. ”

Zhang Hao frowned and said, "I just don't know what is in it and don't want to die for no reason, do you know what is here?" ”

Lang Kun nodded, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and a few figures who were coming, and said, "Even they can guess what is here, how can I not know." ”

"Devil?"

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhang!"

These people were covered in blood, but they still had a strong breath, and there was a flying corpse by their side, and they had to admit that the foundation of the God Refining Sect was too strong, the dungeon was opened, and many hidden old monsters came out.

Emperors seek immortality, and monks are not the same.

"It's too dangerous here, to get here, we have more than 130 people, and only a few of us are left."

Zhang Hao sighed, there is no way to do this, even the Wanhua Sect is the same, I don't know how many people died, and it took a layer of forbidden land to be broken.

"I have a map in my hand, which was flowed out by a craftsman back then, although all the descendants of that craftsman died, there is a batch of pills here, one of which is called Tiandan, which is actually the top longevity pill, as long as it does not reach the Vientiane Realm, it can increase the lifespan by a hundred years, of course, the level is not crystallized, and eating it is like poison."

The elder explained why he had come, and pulled out the note and the distorted map.

"It's the Wang family, the Wang family." Jia Jinzhong proved that the note was not fake.

The runes in his body are intertwined, not only resisting these runes, but also cracking this big array, although I don't know how many years have passed, but this killing array does not show any weakness, such a power is enough to suppress too many people.

Bang! The black qi formed two figures, killing towards Zhang Hao, and at the same time the rune lit up, it was a half-human tall sword that killed Zhang Hao.

Lang Kun and the others couldn't see it for a long time, and the power of this big array was completely withdrawn to suppress Zhang Hao.

That elder had a top-level defensive magic weapon like a bamboo umbrella so he could pass through, and although Lang Kun was powerful at the beginning, he was only in the Law Phase Realm now, how did he walk through it.

Suddenly, a few black runes burrowed into Zhang Hao's skin, and in an instant, his body was extremely cold, as if there was a cool breeze swimming in his body.

Zhang Hao was just about to be expelled, but his heart suddenly moved, his eyes were closed, and he felt it carefully.

This is the purest power of death, the so-called power of death, which is extremely cold and catastrophic, with a fierce evil aura in it, which makes people lose and even decline in vitality.

The power of death is incomparable, people are born, old, sick and die, and the world also collapses.

But he just felt a trace of vitality in this wisp of dead air, this is an instinctive feeling after the blessing of the wind and drizzle, even if this hidden vitality is small, it is accurately captured and then extracted and integrated into the body.

Death is not the end but the beginning of a new life.

Everything in the world has yin and yang, death and life, there is no absolute, it is just a small cycle.

It's just that it is difficult for all beings in the world to capture that breath of life in death.

The lines of words in the dry and glorious decision appeared in his sea of consciousness like a knife carving.

"It's not enough!" Zhang Hao let go of his heart, Hengyu Jing was slightly retracted, and a stream of dead qi rushed into his body in an instant, and even some dead qi formed runes in Zhang Hao's body, devouring his vitality, making him have a taste of aging in an instant.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, his body was running withered and honored, and countless deaths were absorbed by the word withering and honoring, and his mind continued to deepen his understanding of withered glory with the increase and decrease of death.

The first glimpse of the door!

Kurong is familiar with the road!

Withering and glorious are all together!

Zhang Hao's skin glowed, and his vitality kept disappearing, but as he breathed, he recovered instantly, as if he was exhaling death, absorbing life.

Dry glory is a part of the Four Seasons Sutra, after comprehension, the life span is long, all kinds of diseases are difficult to invade, is a kind of avenue.

Zhang Hao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, the harvest was too great, although the Wanhua Yan family passed on the withering glory decision to him, they didn't tell him how to cultivate, and he didn't even have some of the most basic common sense, but here, after the invasion of death qi, it was as if he had mastered it.

"There is enough life, but there is not enough life." He ran the wind and drizzle, and began to swallow the flesh pill, the powerful life force and the power of death fused, and he carefully felt the difference between the two.

Balance!

Life and death are not absolute, and the existence of the two is not because of the number of them, but because of the balance formed by mutual generation and mutual devouring, and finally circulating.

Withering and Honoring ...... Slightly smaller.

He felt as if his skin was suddenly filled with power, and the power in his body was like a slowly flowing river, and although it was strong and fast, it always felt like something was missing.

Now he finally knew what was missing, death and new life.

Vitality is like a river, the vitality that has just been born is life, and the vitality that has been circulated in a circle is death, the same power, there is a strong and weak difference.

Now the power in his body is constantly alternating between rebirth and death, like a reincarnation, maintaining an amazing power.

Figuratively speaking, it is as if a person who used to have some sleepy feelings at night, but now he feels very energetic when he doesn't sleep 24 hours a day.

And the realm has also been raised to the third level of Tongxuan, and all the vitality consumed has been replenished.

Zhang Hao's heart moved and Jia Jinzhong and Mei Xi were called out, and the three of them were connected, in the past, Mei Xi and Jia Jinzhong passed on their feelings to Zhang Hao, but now Zhang Hao passed on Ku Rongdu and his own feelings to the two.

Sister Xi was surprised, familiarized herself with Ku Rongdu, and thought about it for a while before starting to cultivate, Jia Jinzhong thanked Zhang Hao, this is the way to sit down, and honestly start cultivating according to Zhang Hao's instructions.

"The formation was broken, and we went in." A few people who were originally standing on the edge of the big array suddenly found that the pressure brought to them by the original magic circle was gone, and they tested it with a spiritual weapon in their hands, and sure enough, there was no prohibition, and they came in one after another.

Two days later, Jia Jinzhong stood up, and his realm broke through to the primary level of the law, and he had another understanding of Ku Rong's decision.

The establishment of a dynasty is glory and prosperity, and the demise of a dynasty is withering, decay and decay are eventually replaced by a new dynasty, thus another cycle.

Since you live and enjoy the glory, you must live at all costs.

This is Jia Jinzhong's understanding, an extreme, since he can live, no matter what the price is.

Three days later, Meixi stood up, through the peak of Xuan, still trapped in the bottleneck, withering and Rong is very easy to understand, everything has an end, that is dry, when everything is the best, that is Rong, turning withering into glory, is the process of cultivating monks.