Heavenly.

Blood was gushing down.

Feng Qingyan stood quietly in the dark, looking at the blood flowing down from Hei Shen Tianyu, it was not surprising that the Killing Word Tablet was able to resist Tianwei.

If it can't be resisted, the Killing Monument would have been shattered by Tianwei a long time ago, and it would still be able to stand in the dark and kill the sky?

At this time, he was very curious, who was the Thirteenth Emperor?

It's a bit too much.

Whether it was the Twelfth Emperor of the Heavens or the Thirteenth Emperor, he had never heard of it.

And the folk, there are no legends about them, could it be that they existed before ancient times? In fact, let alone say that it was ancient before ancient times, even ancient times did not leave any traces in the world, and they were almost blank......

Generally speaking.

The world is more recognized, Shenxia is the ancient era, the ghost merchant is the medieval era, and the saints are the ancient era.

Before ancient times, it was basically unknowable, and at most it was speculated based on Shenxia or ghost merchants.

But what's the difference with Menghe?

"I don't know if it's ancient, or it's ancient?" Feng Qingyan was curious, he couldn't imagine that such a terrifying fierce man would be born in ancient or pre-ancient times.

At this moment, he observed carefully, hoping to find some clues from the seven killing tablets.

The dark space was dark and oppressive, filled with a billowing murderous aura.

The seven killing tablets were stained with heavenly blood.

However, the heavenly power in the blood of heaven is no longer there, and it seems to have been crushed by the murderous aura of the killing word tablet. However, although the power of heaven is no longer in the blood of heaven, it still contains terrifying power, which makes people dare not despise half a point.

If you touch it rashly, you will surely die.

He approached slowly, wanting to carefully observe the Heavenly Blood, which was the Heavenly Blood after all, and it was extremely rare. At this time, he had a question in his heart, God, why is there blood?

Is it because God has consciousness?

He really wanted to take some Heavenly Blood and go back to study, but after thinking about it, he gave up. The first is that he can't get close to the killing stele, and the second is that he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand the terrifying power in the Heavenly Blood.

After a while, he found that the Heavenly Blood was corroding the Killing Monument, but it was resisted by the Extreme Dao Will.

This extreme will is really terrifying!

With the passage of time.

His Divine Soul gradually couldn't bear the Extreme Dao Will and the Heavenly Power rolling down, so he had to retreat into the dark space to prevent the Divine Soul from collapsing.

He rested in the bamboo forest for two days, then came to the fourth Killing Monument again, entered the dark and oppressive darkness, continued to observe the real Killing Monument, and sharpened his will with the will of the Extreme Dao.

With the passage of time.

He found that his will had indeed become stronger.

And the stronger the will, the closer you can get to the killing stele, when after more than half a year of tempering, the killing stele is already within reach.

Then.

It is already the fifth month of the year 2349 of the reign of the king.

And when Feng Qingyan crawled out of the bronze coffin of the burial palace, it was December of the 2345th year of the human king calendar.

That is, he has been awake for three and a half years.

At this time, he carefully observed each of the killing tablets and did find some information.

Each of the word-killing tablets here is fused with the will of the Thirteenth Emperor, so it is called the Extreme Dao Killing Tablet. Moreover, this Extreme Dao Killing Monument seems to be an extremely terrifying killing game of the Thirteenth Emperor.

This shocked Feng Qingyan's heart, what kind of terrifying existence can he set up a killing situation that makes the sky uneasy?

After all, even the heavens want to be destroyed, but they can't.

According to his observations, or after observing the Extreme Dao Killing Monument for a long time, he knows a lot of information in the dark.

The real names of these seven Extreme Dao Killing Monuments are:

Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument!

This name is not only fierce, but also domineering enough!

He also vaguely guessed some information, such as that only the will of the Extreme Dao could be the will of the Holy Heaven.

But at this point.

He was not only curious about who the Thirteenth Emperor was, but also more curious about what this "heaven" was.

And on the Black Shen Tianyu, layers of terrifying Tianwei would descend from time to time, but Feng Qingyan was already fearless.

If the heart is not afraid, how can it be afraid of the heavens?

He is indeed not afraid of the sky.

After all, there was the Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument in front of it.

The seven Extreme Dao Killing Tablets were stained with heavenly blood, exuding an eternal monstrous murderous aura, killing the heavens again and again......

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan's gaze finally moved away from the Heavenly Monument of the Seven Killing Towns, and fell into the dark and oppressive darkness.

He saw that the heavens were like ink, and they were sinking, like purgatory, as if they would never be reincarnated.

It seems to have fallen into eternal darkness, buried for countless years.

At this time.

Feng Qingyan suddenly looked at the familiar darkness from under the Heavenly Monument of the Seven Killing Towns.

In that familiar darkness, there were circles of terrifying black matter spinning, which made Feng Qingyan suddenly a little stunned.

Could it be that this place is connected to the secret realm of Dongshan?

How is this possible?

He hurriedly used the magic power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtleties", and his eyes passed through the black substance, and he saw an octagonal black city shrouded in a strong dead aura.

It is the reincarnation of the dead city!

How can there be a reincarnation dead city here?

This reincarnated dead city, all black, octagonal in shape, is filled with a strong and incomparably dead air.

At this time, Feng Qingyan's gaze suddenly fell on the gate of the dead city, and sure enough, he saw two big characters that hooked the soul.

Transmigration!

And at this time.

He heard a roar that seemed to be immortal, and it seemed to be a roar after death, or a roar from the ancients!

"The day I am reborn will be the time when blood will wash the heavens and all the worlds!"

This roar comes from the reincarnation of the dead city.

From the Thirteenth Emperor!

And when Feng Qingyan was shocked by the roar, he was also a little stunned.

The thirteenth day emperor died?

He looked at the Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

A person who is already dead can even kill the heavens seven times, no wonder even the heavens roar: die without stiffness, his crime should be punished!

What exactly is this?

At this time, his gaze fell on the reincarnation dead city again.

Who built this reincarnation dead city? There are thirteen in the deepest part of the Dongshan Secret Realm, and one in the Book City Realm, a total of fourteen......

It all seems to have come from one person.

This person seems to be more terrifying than the Thirteenth Emperor, and it is unimaginable.

At this time, he walked towards the reincarnation dead city step by step, but unfortunately he was isolated by the black substance, and it was impossible to walk into the reincarnation dead city at all.

If he could, maybe he wouldn't have gone to Qincheng, let alone Shucheng......

When he came back to his senses.

Suddenly, he saw that shadows seemed to appear in the darkness around him, which made him immediately vigilant. He frowned and looked closely, and saw that these shadows were extremely blurry, not to mention their appearance, not even their clothes.

These are really shadows.

They headed towards Feng Qingyan's back.

Feng Qingyan hurriedly looked back, and saw that one by one they were running towards the Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument, and they directly submerged into the Extreme Dao Killing Word Monument, and disappeared in an instant.

After a moment, he vaguely realized what these shadows were.

These shadows seem to be wills.

They are not from the Thirteenth Emperor, but from different people, and they seem to have come to bless the Extreme Dao Killing Monument......

Perhaps, this is how many tens of millions of years have passed.

The reason why the murderous spirit of the Extreme Road Killing Monument is not reduced by a single point.

Wrong!

After a while, Feng Qingyan denied it.

These shadows, the other Extreme Dao Killing Monuments, are not of much use......

However, they wanted to kill the sky, so they joined the Extreme Dao Killing Monument, whether it was useful or not, they all contributed their own strength.

At some point, it seemed that the darkness in front of me had changed.

He suddenly found himself standing on a majestic mountain, surrounded by billowing black mist, exuding a cold and desolate aura.

And behind him, is the Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument.

After the Seven Kills Town Heavenly Monument, it is the reincarnation of the dead city.

He frowned, could it be that the thirteenth emperor knew that he was coming, so he wanted him to see something?

He hesitated, and then walked down the mountain.

See what's down the hill.

En route.

He saw shadows that he couldn't see, and he kept running towards the Seven Killings Town Heavenly Monument.

At some point, the earth beneath his feet turned blood-colored, and the heavens and the earth seemed to fall into eternal darkness, a dull and oppressive place.

Feng Qingyan saw that the ground was full of corpses, and swords, guns, swords, halberds, and all kinds of armor were scattered everywhere.

Fragmented wreckage, rotting armor, rusty weapons.

Mountains of corpses and blood flowing

"What is this place?"

Feng Qingyan was asking in his heart, what did the thirteenth emperor want him to watch?

These corpses, humans, beasts, humanoid creatures......

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned, what kind of creatures are these? Why, not only has he never seen it, but he has never heard of it?

Could it be a creature from outside the sky?

He was silent for a moment, and then walked down step by step, wondering what the thirteenth emperor wanted him to see.

This purgatory-like battlefield has existed for I don't know how many tens of thousands of years.

It seems to have existed since ancient times.

Here, he seems to see one after another unyielding war spirits, who are still fighting after death.

However, in the iron and blood, he vaguely sensed something different.

An air of obscurantism.

“？？？”

Feng Qingyan was a little stunned, what does this mean?

At this time, he was really confused.

Not long after, he suddenly discovered that those shadows who rushed to the Heavenly Monument of the Seven Killing Towns seemed to be the immortal will to walk out of the ancient battlefield.

Between heaven and earth, there is an unspeakable depression, which seems to hide endless fear and terrifying suffocation, making Feng Qingyan indescribable.

Maybe it's just his delusion.

He groaned and walked on.

Soon after, his footsteps suddenly stopped, staring at some corpses and froze.

It was not strange for him to see the corpses of gods, demons, etc., and even the corpses of Buddhas, but there were immortal corpses.

Immortal, isn't Fang Chuang not long?

So why are there immortal corpses here?

Could it be that the immortals have already existed?

This, it shouldn't!

Feng Qingyan couldn't figure out what went wrong.

What is he looking at here?

I saw immortals, demons, gods, Buddhas, demons, witches, ghosts, literature, and martial arts......

At this time, he stood still, quietly looking at these corpses, but his heart was extremely shocked.

Immortals can live forever, but they die.

The devil is undefeated, but he is dead.

God can reach the heavens, but he is dead.

......

All dead.

At this time, he looked up at the dark sky, and there was a faint sadness in his heart.

At some point, there was no expression on his face, only numb ruthlessness, stepping on the blood water step by step.

Is this blood of God, or of demons?

Or is it immortal?

Or is it literary, martial?

Feng Qingyan didn't know, and it was possible that it was the enemy's.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally walked through the tragic battlefield and entered an endless darkness.

I don't know how long I walked.

Feng Qingyan saw that there was a faint light in front of him, which made him suddenly sober up.

He saw that on the dark sky, there was actually a round of white crescent moon hanging on it.

The crescent moon was sprinkled with a faint moonlight.

In the moonlight, it is an oppressive swamp.

At this point, he stopped.

By the faint moonlight, he saw the rotting dead trees, the black silt, the stinking blood, the incomplete wreckage of the swamp......

I don't know when.

A dark wind blew in the swamp, becoming terrifying and eerie.

A moment later, Feng Qingyan took advantage of the faint moonlight and walked towards the depths of the swamp, as if something was waiting for him in the depths of the swamp.

Soon after.

He saw mountains of wreckage and rivers of blood.

The swamp is dyed a deep black.

Dead.

And Feng Qingyan was even more puzzled in his heart, what was waiting for him in the depths of the swamp?

After a while, Feng Qingyan stopped, and vaguely heard all kinds of strange sounds coming from the depths of the swamp.

It seems to be a crawling struggle, or a silent cry, or a tragic impact.

What the hell is this place?

What does the Thirteenth Emperor want me to see?

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but think, could it be a killing game by the Thirteenth Emperor against him?

But in this way, don't you think too much of yourself?

Feng Qingyan groaned and continued to walk deeper into the swamp.

At this time, the sound coming from the depths of the swamp became louder and louder, and the range became wider and wider, densely resounding into a large area.

In a flash.

The lifeless air rushed to the sky, like a black light that broke through the sky, breaking through the sky.

Feng Qingyan felt the sudden change in his breath, but he didn't stop.

Soon after.

He finally came to the deepest part of the swamp.

At this moment, he stood still, and saw soldiers in ancient armor and halberds in their hands, crawling out of the blood-colored mud.

Blood was dripping from his body.

Densely packed with a large area.

The depths of the swamp are full of ancient soldiers, and you can't see them at a glance, and you don't know how many there are.

Feng Qingyan's face was expressionless.

However, I was shocked inside, what is the situation?

The faint moonlight, shining on the ancient and unbearable armor or rusty weapons, actually emitted a cold light that penetrated into the bones.

Every soldier exudes an ancient and dead aura, but the killing intent is soaring, and it is terrifying to see.

The soldiers were tall or short, old or young, some with missing feet and some with stump arms.

Few are intact.

All of them were silent.

There was not a hint of anger.

It's a dead man!

These are dead soldiers.

But Feng Qingyan still didn't know what was going on in front of him, what the thirteenth emperor wanted him to see.

So, he's been waiting.

He had no fear.

He is not afraid of the sky, and he will be afraid of these dead people?

Besides, he is still the ancestor of the dead.

However, how did these dead soldiers crawl out of the ground?

He saw that, in addition to the countless soldiers, there were also ancient chariots, tall skeleton horses in armor......

When all the soldiers crawled out, they were lined up in a neat formation, like a marching procession.

One by one, the positions were lined up.

Each soldier was wearing ancient armor and holding a halberd, exuding a strong murderous aura.

......

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