There is silence, this world seems to have no light, after ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, it has always remained the same, the surrounding is extremely empty and dark, no matter who stays for a moment, there is only deep despair.

Luckily, those who are still alive don't care about this, perhaps because they have already passed those desperate days.

Because they stand tall enough that they don't want to wait to die and think about how to get out of here. It's not just the ground, they want to go back to the outside world and make a comeback.

In the abyss that did not see the light of day, a layer of ripples suddenly waved, and then light shone in, which was so dazzling.

In the early days, there was not only light here, but there were many of them, and it was an endless stream of heavenly fires that burned the already barren land to death. Except for the four who stood at the pinnacle, there would be no demons alive, including the thousands of evil spirits floating in the void.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe the power of the great array has been exhausted, the heavenly fire is no longer falling, and only the darkness and the four demon kings are left here.

The Demon King tried to communicate with the outside world, and planned many unknown tricks and transactions, most of which were successful, because people were too greedy.

A few are failures, but they are also near-fatal. Because all actions with the intention of destroying the seal are written when the rest note falls is the word failure.

After trying countless methods, they finally decided on one thing-

This world, that seal is indestructible, unless there is a problem in nearly half of the nine tripods, no demon can leave here, until now, even if the seal cracks a little gap, it is as weak and small as an evil spirit, it can easily pass through, and there is no room for the four who have supreme power.

It is not possible to disperse the power. To do this, they waste a lot of "containers" that can be called superb. Fortunately, hard work can always be rewarded more or less, and God rewards hard work, and magic will not be an exception.

"Huh-"

Gu Kill's chin opened and closed slightly, and he spit out a mouthful of black breath, and after eight years, the Demon King opened his eyes again, like two round white jade beads, no bloodshot, no red light, and no pupils, just a white expanse, and no emotion could be seen.

Look at that blinding ray.

There are more chasms and bigger chasms, but not enough.

Boom ——!

The ripples rose again, and the silence was finally broken.

The national teacher stood at the bottom of the lake, the black fire in his palm was burning, and his five fingers moved slightly, pinching into a big seal, and suddenly patting it.

This seal is a mountain. Strong, heavy, can deceive the sea.

Receiving this blow, the Jingzhou formation map was like rippling waves, the crack became bigger and bigger, and even shattered, and a gap opened in the lower left corner of the sealing array.

The national teacher pushed back a few steps, looked around, and didn't find any signs of attacking him, so he put away his layers of defense, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you see the big array backlash?"

The molten slurry did not pour into the breach, for countless evil spirits rushed out, and then were burned into ashes by the scorching fire that could be found everywhere around. Rao is like this, the evil spirit is still not afraid of death, twisted into a long dragon and fled upward.

It's like ants crossing a river in a group, the outside is sacrificed, and the inside is lucky to survive.

After three moments, the evil spirits in the small world of confinement finally escaped and burned out, and the national teacher stood on the edge of the gap and looked down, like watching a well.

The sights of the national teacher and the bone slaughter are united at this moment.

The national teacher smiled and asked: "I came with sincerity, and I can help you out, before I want to know, do you have a way to open the sky?"

The bones were speechless, but a voice sounded in the heart of the national teacher: "The inside should be combined with the outside, and the gate of heaven can be broken." Hard. ”

The national teacher moved: "Why is it difficult?"

"Queen Yu's descendants. ”

"The Tomb Keeper is indeed very troublesome, but I am sure that I am fighting with it now, although I can't win, but I won't lose easily, can you make sure that you open it?"

Gu Shu leaned forward, sat up slightly straight, and said, "As far as I know, there is not one, but two, or ...... A pair, can you make sure you have one against two?"

The national teacher condensed and said, "How can it be two?"

The bone slaughter is no longer speechless, in the past thousands of years, they have also thought about gathering their fellow clans from outside the sky to save themselves from the sea of fire, the closest time, has touched the gate of heaven, in the end it is still in vain.

There are two mausoleum guards, and this is the information they have painstakingly obtained, and they can't fake it.

The national teacher fell into deep thought.

......

After walking through the black corridor and entering a large hall, Yelin walked freely in the demon palace where the demon king imagined and manifested, without the hustle and bustle of evil spirits, it became empty, but it was also much cleaner.

Through the window, Yelin glanced at the bone killing, the demon king who was on the throne did not find him, and Yelin did not find any trace of the other three demon kings.

Those three, where did they go?

When Yelin arrived at the apse, a huge stone door appeared in front of him, the stone door was thousands of feet high, and it was heavy, and Yelin pushed the door open.

There was light in the crack of the door, and the color was colorful.

Yelin flicked his sleeves to prop up a barrier to prevent them from leaking out, so as not to alarm the demon king in the front hall, and slowly walked in.

The flat floor of the hall began to become jagged, and huge roots were raised, crisscrossing the roots, and the deeper they went, the thicker and denser the roots became.

Yelin looked at it, there was a small cocoon hanging at the end, and around the small cocoon were three large cocoons, the big cocoon had withered, but the small cocoon was still vibrant, and there was a faint sound of a heartbeat in his ears.

Looking around, all the colorful lights are clearly visible, there are old people, children, women, young and strong, etc., all kinds of people bow to the three bottles of carving, very religious.

These people have a common characteristic, that is, they are all dressed in southern Xinjiang clothing.

And the three statues are also extremely hideous, as if they are in charge of the gods of life and death, presumably the evil gods in the mouth of the righteous path, and the gods in the mouth of the witch.

The three-bottle statue has no bones.