Whether it's the God Emperor or the Demon King, it's just an illusion of another world.

Whether it is reality or fantasy, it is just a haven where you dare not face the truth.

Everything is false in front of you, the real and false dream world, it has nothing to do with you, it is with me.

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One or a group of existences that have no use value from the beginning are nothing more than humble cannon fodder from beginning to end.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, the warriors of the four ancient kingdoms did not interrupt and disturb these warriors of various sects, or that bringing them in was just to be a pioneer.

However, these warriors' thirst for danger and treasure formed an opposition, perhaps on the way to the ladder, they witnessed too many terrifying and strange things, and the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil made them dare not set foot here easily.

"Hu ......" took a deep breath, wanting to wash away the mixed blood in the air.

The pitch-black light curtain blends together, there is no special scene, and the pieces of rotten flesh flying sideways have a different flavor.

Snorting and sniffing, Hao Jian was not too bored, compared with the catastrophe of the destruction of the Beichuan Hall in the past hundred years, these are just small things.

Perhaps, Hao Jian has an indifferent mood towards death and the annihilation of mercy.

The living are carefree, and the dead are regretful.

The world is inherently impermanent, and not forcing the root is the real certainty for people.

"I'm afraid the strength of these puppets is not as good as the Martial King level, but according to custom, this Heavenly Stealing God Emperor is also a quasi-immortal powerhouse, and no matter how you make a puppet, you have to surpass the Martial Emperor level, right?"

In fact, in this dragon and phoenix tomb, there are too many impractical and practical places.

Quasi-Immortal Realm, according to the Nine Heavens Heavenly Venerable, can be regarded as the pinnacle cultivation level of this Kyushu Continent world.

Emperor Wu was just an ant in front of him, and he couldn't put it in his eyes at all, but there was an extremely powerful fault in such a cave.

One moment you can see endless heavenly treasures, and the next you can see the basic things of a martial artist.

It's truly a reverie......

"Looks like this is the last barrier here......"

His eyes touched, and in front of him was the damaged gate, lying horizontally in front of him, Hao Jian was also happy in his heart, he had entered the Dragon and Phoenix Tomb for such a long time, and he could be regarded as having found the real place.

He took a deep breath, and didn't waste any time, according to calculations, the martial artists of the four ancient kingdoms should have entered early at this time, after all, he had been delayed a lot of time in the Spirit Grass Palace.

Clapping his hands and leaning down, the white tiger let out a loud chirp, and in a flash, he rushed towards the ruined stone gate.

Then, Hao Jian quickly rushed out of the damaged stone gate.

In a trance, Hao Jian felt a strange feeling.

The bright light dissipated slightly, and then Hao Jian also saw the real scene behind the broken stone door.

Many broken puppets and stone pillars lay horizontally, and many stumps and flesh were thrown wantonly.

There were a lot of blood-colored footprints on the ground, which was very messy.

"It seems that this is the place where the real confrontation is, and there are really a lot of dead warriors!"

Hao Jian felt slightly, compared to the outside, there were a lot of corpses lined up here, and the difference between it and the outside world was just a stone gate, but so many martial artists still died.

"These warriors of the four ancient kingdoms are really brutal enough, but this kind of character is also the most suitable for surviving on this continent, I am a sword warrior, indeed!"

In the messy aisles, there are a lot of rooms that have been carved out, and almost all of them have deep aura palm prints on them, and it is obvious that these martial artists are just looking for opportunities in them.

After walking forward for a while, one after another, there were many small holes in the walls of those corridors, and there were traces of this opening, and Hao Jian did not find any remaining treasures.

Obviously, these treasures were basically plundered by the warriors of the four ancient kingdoms, and they seemed to be very precious, so that they could not be left alone.

Even if there were some imprints, they were almost all forcibly opened and looted by the martial artists of the four ancient kingdoms with spiritual power.

I have to say that it is really amazing, and Hao Jian is like pulling vegetables to loot the Spirit Grass Palace.

Continue to go deeper into the Yongdao, no, the more he moves forward, the more Hao Jian feels that the terrain around him is gradually becoming more open, as if he is moving towards a large hall or a mysterious place.

So, Hao Jian also raised his spirit, for fear that he would re-enter some trap, and his eyes moved, for fear that he would inadvertently lose something important.

......

"There are so many halls here?"

After a long journey, Hao Jian encountered no less than four or five halls that were like spiritual weapons from the outside world.

Undoubtedly, all of them were looted, and there were still a lot of spiritual energy fluctuations left in some places, which should be many precious things.

Hao Jian was annoyed, these people are too fast, right?

No matter how bad the strength of these guardian puppets is, you at least have to give others a way to live, right?

If you encounter it directly, you will be beaten or you will not be heard directly, which is really not polite at all.

Walking through the empty halls, looking at the high platforms placed one by one, and the broken and broken puppet arms and limbs all over the ground, Hao Jian felt that the strength of these guys seemed to be constantly improving.

"From some low-level puppets at the beginning, to puppets that are now completely comparable to the fifth and sixth orders of the Martial King, these martial artists of the four ancient kingdoms seem to be constantly improving in strength, and they are as ...... as puppets."

"From the Qingkong Mountain of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom that I saw at the beginning, he cultivated to the sixth order of the Martial King, but he said that he was the youngest prince, and even the weakest prince cultivated to the sixth order of the Martial King in horror, if it was said that the cultivation of the prince who entered the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom earlier was on par with it, this seemed a bit unreasonable......" Hao Jian looked at the empty walls around him, as well as the quiet passage in the distance, and said.

From this point of view, between the two, either they hide their strength, or when they enter the depths of this dragon and phoenix tomb, they also rely on some special existence, which has always reminded their strength......

"Improving your strength while walking, that's not a martial artist, that's only a demon can do it. ”

"Obviously, these princes of the Four Ancient Kingdoms must have hidden their cultivation or given other martial artists an illusion that they were already weak, but what is the purpose of doing this?"

"Just want to get rid of some warriors who follow?"

Hao Jian shook his head, even if they hid their strength, it was also the existence that had entered the peak of the martial artists of the Nine Songs Secret Realm.

He has just entered the Nine Songs Secret Realm, and he is only a seventh-order martial spirit cultivator.

If it hadn't gone through a series of mutations and chances, it would have been impossible to become a seventh-order existence of the Martial King.

"Hoo ......"