In the ancient cemetery in the depths of the Lingdu Ghost Domain, the sarcophagus heavenly array is only the tip of the iceberg. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Rao is like this, and the Earth Realm Qi Refiner can only dodge the edge. No one can compete with the endless stone statues, and no one can crack this primeval killing array.

At this time, Hongwu was speeding towards the Burial Immortal Mountain all the way, and there were also countless sarcophagi suspended on the road, but he was not attacked. Maybe it's because of the relationship between the Luan Huang Ancient Demons, or because of the aura of the Wenqu Demon Lord. In short, although Hongwu's cultivation was the weakest, he was ahead of everyone.

Unconsciously, there were fewer sarcophagi around. A large cloud appeared in front of him, and the dew hidden in the mist. The space here is very peculiar, with crystal clear water droplets everywhere, rolling in the void but not falling. Hong Wu looked at it intently, and the dew was extremely transparent, but when the naked eye passed through the droplets, he could see ancient pictures. It's as if countless worlds are spinning in this cloud, not knowing where they come from and where they are going.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that a flower is a world, and a tree is a floating life. Originally, I thought it was just the nonsense of that group of bald donkeys, but now it seems that whether it is the middle thousand worlds or the small thousand worlds, it can appear anywhere. Even, even this vast world is only in the palm of one person's hand! ”

Looking at the countless water droplets flying in front of him, Hong Wu couldn't help but sigh at the mystery of creation. No one has ever been able to really see through this world. In the eyes of the world, heaven and earth may be as small as dust. Three Realms and Six Paths, Ten Directions Yan Fu. How many people can really get out? Just like these water droplets in front of him, perhaps as long as Hongwu flicks it lightly, the world in it will collapse and disappear in an instant. How should the so-called merits, the so-called good and evil, be determined?

For some reason, Hong Wu had more and more distracting thoughts in his heart. It was as if countless people were calling out their names in the dark. This feeling has started since entering the clouds.

"Is it a hallucination? Heaven is wonderful, definitely! Hong Wu took a deep breath and shook his head violently. Immediately, the Tianluo Sword Talisman wrapped his body and rushed towards the depths of the clouds and mist. After two breaths, the layers of smoke and clouds all dissipated. Standing in the void and looking down, I saw a fairy mountain full of golden clouds, drifting with the wind, little by little.

Hong Wu was overjoyed in his heart, and finally saw the true face of Xianshan. Then he turned around and looked back at the way he came, only to see the shadow of a sarcophagus floating in the distance. Where are the smoke clouds? Where is the dew? The world is frighteningly quiet.

Without thinking too much, Hong Wu squinted his eyes slightly and rushed towards the immortal mountain. Pushing aside the golden glow in the sky, I saw a waterfall, falling from the top of the mountain, stirring up streams of splashes. It wasn't until this moment that Hong Wu understood the origin of the dew.

"Isn't it a hallucination, it's real?" Slowly exhaled, Hong Wu couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart. Then look elsewhere, at both ends of the waterfall, there is a statue as high as the fairy mountain. I don't know what material it is made of, sometimes gold, sometimes gray, and sometimes lifelike.

The appearance of these two statues is obviously the dress of the primeval period. Dressed in armor and wearing a crown of sunshine, he soars through the clouds. And the face is very different from that of the human race. After watching for a while, Hong Wu was about to lower the light, but at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared on his side.

It was a girl of five or six years old, with a frown on her brows and an expression that was unusual for ordinary people.

"Shuang'er, what's wrong with you?" Hongwu was shocked, the person who came was actually Tang Shuang'er. Ever since that day in the Immortal Hu World, Tang Shuang'er has been in a coma. And Hongwu is entangled in everything and has no time to take care of her. Unexpectedly, when we met at this time, it was in this ancient cemetery.

And what made Hongwu even more shocked was that Tang Shuang'er's aura far surpassed that of a Yuanshen-level Qi Refiner. Not only survived the Ascension Thunder Tribulation, but also could enter and exit the Immortal Hu World at will. The appearance of such a supernatural power in a five-year-old child would be inconceivable to anyone. Now, I'm afraid that even he is not Tang Shuang'er's opponent.

At this time, the little girl looked at the waterfall in front of her blankly, and said in a tone like smoke: "Uncle Hong, my mother is here." ”

"Your mother?" When Hong Wu heard this, he was shocked again. Tang Shuang'er's words instantly made him understand many things.

"Ancient Demon God, Ancient Necropolis...... Could it be that this is the tomb of the primeval demon god after their death? Tang Yin and Shuang'er's mother met in the depths of the Great Wilderness, and he himself wanted to enter the Lingdu Realm River...... Yes, it must be because of the relationship between the two sons that the Luan Desolate Ancient Demon was impressed with me. It turns out that the hand in the dark is not pulling me, but pulling Shuang'er! ”

At this moment, Hong Wu's thoughts flew around, and he felt like he was empowered. The fog in front of me seems to have been lifted.

"Uncle Hong, Shuang'er is by your side, causing you trouble. From now on, let Shuang'er protect you. Seeing that Hong Wu didn't speak for a long time, Tang Shuang'er's cold gaze finally showed a glimmer of light.

When Hong Wu heard this, he only felt warm in his heart, but he touched Tang Shuang'er's head dotingly.

"Silly girl, I promised your father, and I also promised you Uncle Ji, no matter when, no matter where, unless I die, no one can hurt you."

"Hmm." The little girl nodded, a smile flashing across her indifferent face. But then, indifference was restored. I saw that she stretched out her hand and shot a magic seal towards the waterfall, and a rich purple light appeared on her body. In an instant, there were bursts of demonic sounds all around. It is as if chanting from the depths of distant time and space, communicating reincarnation, reversing yin and yang.

Bang!

A transparent coffin slowly flew out of the waterfall. This coffin is composed of countless water droplets, transparent on all sides, glowing with crystal light. Hong Wu didn't have time to think about how this coffin was formed, because at this time, all his eyes were attracted by the existence in the coffin.

It was a human skin, without flesh, lying in a coffin that was so thin and almost transparent. Hong Wu could vaguely see the appearance of the owner of the tomb back then, and he must be a peerless and beautiful woman. Tang Shuang'er said that his mother was here, and Hong Wu naturally understood the origin of this human skin.

The primeval demon god clan, every baby born, will devour the mother's body, fusing the power accumulated in countless eras. Although this inheritance method is extremely cruel, it has also created this domineering bloodline. Tang Shuang'er's mother must have been sucked up the essence of life when her daughter was born, and in the end, only such a human skin remained.

Seeing this situation, although Hong Wu was murderous, he still felt palpitations. Then, he saw Tang Shuang'er fly over the coffin and lift the lid of the coffin with one palm.