"Boom"

The immortal god of war raised his foot and stepped on it, and the light waves under his feet swept in all directions, flying sand and rocks, and the mountain collapsed!

"Why aren't you dead?" he questioned, like a dull rolling thunder, and the waves swept through everything.

The huge body was covered in a heavy mist, and a giant pillar of optimus pierced the sky from its back, and there was no end in sight, and Wu Heng's pair of heavenly eyes couldn't see through the origin of the giant pillar that was suppressed on the back of the turtle's shell.

As long as there is a slight movement of its body, it will be accompanied by the "bang-la-la" sound of the iron locks colliding with each other, and it will be imprisoned for eternity!

"Aren't you also dead?" he raised his head and looked at the immortal god of war calmly, a heavy mist around him dissipated the light waves in the chaos, and there was no damage.

"You know that's not what I'm asking. ”

"You know that's not what I'm talking about. ”

The two mysterious beings have their own conversations, which makes people hear in the clouds, what is the earth-shattering secret contained in them?

"The cemetery is the place where all living things fall and return to their roots, but some roots will continue to grow. After a long time, he said like this.

As soon as these words came out, the monks who followed the immortal god of war to this place all had turbulent waves in their hearts, what happened to this life, is it really not long before they will return to their original peak age?

"Sure enough, the tomb of the ancient king is not as simple as imagined. Wu Heng muttered to himself, a pair of heavenly eyes were used to the extreme, but no matter what, he still couldn't see through what was in the canyon behind him, or there was nothing at all, this was a dead end!

Sun Yiqing vaguely guessed: "The legend of resurrection and rebirth, will it happen here?"

"If the big man in the cemetery is resurrected, then Zhongzhou will not be in chaos!"

"In the cycle of the times, everything is predestined in the dark, and it is not something that we little people can control. ”

"Let's take one step at a time, let's get the secret treasure first!"

Within a radius of dozens of miles, more and more people gathered, and the purple-clothed scholar came......

If you want to pass, you must kill the scum, and the purple-clothed scholar begins to join forces with the immortal god of war.

"Boom"

The immortal god of war punched and attacked in the most primitive way, which is a return to the true and great realm!

The traces of the Void Avenue were thick, pieces of golden runes flickered and flew, and the purple-clothed scholar showed extraordinary means, holding the pen and waving it on the blank scroll at will, and the forbidden technique was directly formed!

"Get out of the way, it's not easy to cultivate, and when you reach this realm, it's even more difficult to climb to the sky. "The purple-clothed scholar doesn't want his life, after all, this guy is not easy, he was suppressed by Optimus Prime, and he was pierced through his body by hundreds of Xuan Ming locks, I don't know how many sins he has suffered over the years!

A pair of originally sharp eyes gradually became dim, and under the joint efforts of the two legendary powerhouses, it gradually became unable to support it, and it said flatly: "Each has its own carrying, which is determined by fate, not me." ”

The eyes of the immortal god of war burst into a divine light, as sharp as lightning, and with every step he took, the earth shook, containing a kind of grandeur that was integrated with nature, and he said: "There are thousands of avenues, it wants to go to the road of no return by itself, no wonder who!"

He looked up at the Immortal God of War and asked him, "Are you on the way back?"

"At least you're defeated. ”

"I think it's a relief. "It makes a tired sound, and it looks very lightly at life and death, as if it is over, that is, it is over, and there is nothing to regret anymore.

In a burst of land collapse, the huge body of the sage was gradually buried in the earth, and the hundred chains that were hugged by ten people clanged and clanged, and in the friction, sparks splashed everywhere, and they stretched like vines around the giant pillar of optimus to the end of sight.

And at this moment, the Optimus Pillar is actually collapsing, and the picture is quite shocking, at least 100,000 meters high!

Fortunately, Optimus Prime collapsed backwards, otherwise it would have crushed many monks to death, it was too long, and someone would have been crushed into flesh!

In the silence of the scene, everyone waited for the moment Optimus Prime fell to the ground and there was a sound of the sky falling apart, but it did not appear, what appeared was a white bridge!

"Oh my God, that Optimus Prime fell backwards and turned into a bridge!"

"How is this possible!"

Many people rubbed their eyes and looked at it all with a look of incredulity.

An arched bridge appeared where it had fallen, unknown how wide or long, shrouded in a fog from which a desolate ancient aura spread.

"What a desolate feeling!" said some of the old men, feeling furious in their hearts, as if they had arrived in the center of a wasteland. You must know that the tomb of the ancient king is already very desolate, and the breath of this bridge is even worse than the tomb of the ancient king, you can imagine how terrifying it is!

"Is that the Nai He Bridge?" Wu Heng muttered to himself in his heart, and the shock in his heart still did not subside. No wonder he couldn't see what was behind the canyon at all just now, it turned out that he had to kill the sage in order for the bridge to appear. He was secretly glad that it seemed that his choice was right, if there were no legendary figures such as the Immortal God of War and the Purple Scholar to kill him, the bridge would never have appeared!

"Is that the Dengxian Bridge?" However, the rest of the monks called it "Dengxian Bridge", they originally had infinite longing, imagining what kind of beautiful picture Dengxian Bridge was, but the reality was too skinny, Dengxian Bridge was such a desolate bridge?

What a disappointment!

Countless beautiful pictures are directly shattered!

"That map sender is really disgusting, he must have changed his name without permission, right?"

Countless people cursed in their hearts, and flames were about to erupt in their eyes.

"No matter, the map route must be true anyway, just follow the road!"

"Maybe this is really Dengxian Bridge, it is not necessarily, such a place is not inhabited, and it is normal to be desolate!"

"That Optimus Pillar used to lead directly to the heavens, and the heavens were originally where the immortals lived, but now it has turned into a bridge, called the Dengxian Bridge, which is a bit of a saying!" a monk guessed.

"There must be a fairy fate in the bridge!"

"Yes, being called Dengxian Bridge, there must be something extraordinary, maybe after walking across the Dengxian Bridge, you may be able to feather and fly immortals!"

Several monks from the Three Immortal Village rubbed their hands, and there was a burst of longing in their hearts.

In this regard, the guilt in Wu Heng's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels that he is too bad, it is said that the bridge is a place where people forget their own life, it is very evil to think about it, there is definitely no fairy fate, but there may be evil fate!

"Don't blame me, after all, I just sent the map, and I didn't force you to come by yourself!" Wu Heng found a reason to wash himself of the sins in his heart.

It is true that if they are not greedy, they will not be here, and there is always opportunity and danger. Just like the immortal god of war said just now, "There are thousands of avenues, and you have to choose the road of no return, no wonder anyone."

Several legendary figures of the Immortal God of War still took the lead, and without thinking about it, they turned into light and shadow and went to the bridge!

"Let's go, sigh on the bridge, we have nothing to do!" Wu Heng patted Sun Yiqing on the shoulder and followed. He wanted to find Xuehua and Xuanyuan Yanran and inform them of the real situation, but there were too many people and there were too many people, and he didn't find out where they were.

All the forces dispatched together, and Xuanyuan Lin, Tiangang Ancestor, and the Lord of the Temple walked onto the Nai He Bridge one by one.

Wuheng Xingzi array is unparalleled in the world, only one step behind a few legendary figures, and belongs to the first to step into the Nai He Bridge.

The bridge is wide and boundless, an arch bridge with steps on it.

The heavy fog covered Wu Heng's whole person, he could only see a few hundred meters, the fog was wet, and the stone slab under his feet was extremely desolate, and the vicissitudes of the sea of qi were transmitted from the soles of his feet to his body, and they existed for a very long time. These fogs were invisibly an obstacle, giving Wu Heng a place to hide.

He has too many enemies, the four ancient kings, the Tiangang Ancestor, the Corpse Chasing Sect Ancestor, Xuanyuan Lin......

All of them are extraordinary existences, with super combat effectiveness, he is here to hunt for treasure, not to fight!

"Little brother, do you want a bowl of soup?" Suddenly, a fluttering voice came from all directions, sounding like a very old Ji.

"What soup?" Sun Yiqing asked subconsciously, his appetite was great, because the fragrance coming from the surroundings was so intoxicating that it made people feel that there must be a fairy treasure!

"Dengxian Soup!" replied Lao Ji, his voice ethereal, and he didn't know where it came from.

"Okay, I'm just hungry!" Sun Yiqing couldn't help but rub his hands.

However, the desolate atmosphere of the bridge makes it easy to feel hungry, and in the open and barren territory, people's first thought is that there is food here?

Therefore, it is easy to go hungry, even for monks.

"Brush"

A gust of yin wind blew from the front, Wu Heng shuddered a little, in the fog, he saw an old Ji with a figure outlined walking down the stairs with a bowl of soup, she was full of silver hair, her skin was wrinkled, and she looked kind, but the trace of coldness hidden in the dark could not hide Wu Heng's pair of heavenly eyes.

"I seem to see a lot of memories, so tired. Sun Yiqing was a little dazed, and the scenes in his mind were like flowing water, clearly reflected.

"Little brother, after drinking this bowl of soup, there will be no memories, and you will never be tired again. Lao Ji came to the two of them, smiled kindly, and looked warm-hearted.

Sun Yiqing secretly swallowed his saliva, this bowl of soup was like endless temptation, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it.

"There are many people who drink this soup and they will never be troubled again, and if you drink it, you will be released and liberated. Lao Ji gradually tempted Sun Yiqing step by step with a soft tone.

"Thank you!" Sun Yiqing took the bowl of soup and smiled happily.

And Wu Heng had already had goosebumps, and immediately clapped his hands and knocked the bowl of soup to the ground.

"Wu Heng, what's wrong with you?" Sun Yiqing looked at him suspiciously.

Lao Ji was a little angry and said, "Young man, why did you spill my soup!"

"Nai He Qiao, Meng Po soup, this can't be drunk. Wu Heng kept a sober voice, although he was also very hungry and almost couldn't resist the temptation, but the words "Nai He Bridge" reminded him of that legend.

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