The dead world began to shake, and the waves came, but the color of the waves was as red as blood. In fact, the waves are blood. Countless huge waves seem to have drowned this world, so much blood, how much life is needed to condense it.

In this gloomy world, for some reason, the figure of the ghost bead appeared. Not only Oni Beads, but many other characters appeared. Some resemble ghost beads. Some have just died, some have rotted. But if Xiao Wuyou can open his heart to investigate, he will definitely be able to find all the past characters and corpses, and he is definitely a genius.

Soon after the appearance of these figures, their blood burst out, and all the flesh condensed into the redliest blood, gathering in the waves. In the end, only one white bone fell into the sea of bones. Blood buried the whole sea of bones. Finally, a natural altar appeared in the sea of blood.

There are four emaciated mummies on the altar. They have been around for many years, their spirits have disappeared, but they still give a sense of sacredness. As long as they exist, they can be adored by the whole world.

The sea of blood turned into a pure and terrifying force that melted into the bodies of the four mummies. The level of terror of the sea of blood and energy here is immeasurable. The energy of the sea of blood entered the mummy's body, and gradually the mummy's body began to become beautiful, as if it had been in the rain for a long time, making the mummy full of life.

From the corpses of the four mummies burst out of all kinds of earth-shattering breaths.

"Is it worth sacrificing three million years to imprison us? ”

"No one can stop us from going back, not even you ......"

The four terrible men didn't make a sound at all, but the words were like the voices of heaven. The four figures looked at the numb desolation, and there was only endless silence in their eyes. One of them, slowly holding out a finger and feeling that he was going to die, stood on Xiao Wu's body, and they couldn't resist, because even if they wanted to resist, he knew that it was useless.

However, just as the fingers were about to ignite, the faces of the four middle-aged men suddenly changed. The man withdrew his finger and looked at the sky in the distance. Then the four disappeared into the world of death without saying a word.

Four terrible people left. Xiao Wuyou did not feel the afterlife. At this time, he was like a zombie. He has no thought, no will, only breath. He stared blankly, unaware that there were three figures behind him.

The three figures looked at Xiao Wuyou silently for a while, and one of them came to Xiao Wuyou's side, and a wisp of gray ran out of Xiao Wuyou's head, and then entered the person's body, and then the person sighed.

"It's not his fault. Take good care of him......"

After that, these three numbers disappeared from the world.

The world of heavenly light, the vast sea of bones, the gray sky and the dead silence of the earth make life bleak. There is no vitality here, only the skeletons of various ethnic groups. If we talk about vitality, maybe only walking with the dead like a flute has no worries.

He was lying in the sea of bones, his eyes empty, he didn't know how much time had passed, and even he didn't care about that, if it was possible, maybe ending his life here wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Dad!!"

A jade hand fell from the sky and hit Xiao Wuyou's face. He forced Xiao Wuyou to fly dozens of feet away. He fell hard. The skeleton, which had existed for an unknown amount of time, was broken and turned to dust.

The burning pain on his cheeks seemed to make Xiao Wuyou feel a little better. He didn't want to spit out the blood bubbles in the corners of his mouth, so he wanted to lie down again and continue to be his useless person.

The jade hand reappeared, grabbed his robe, and lifted him up. The other hand snarled at his other cheek. This time, Xiao Wuyou's teeth spit out blood blisters.

"When will you be decadent, don't you know that the outside world is turning into a scorched hell?"

Xiao Wuyou's eyes regained a hint of brilliance slightly. In front of him was a girl in black, carved with pink and jade. She is young and cute. Even though she's just a girl, she's amazing enough. If I were outside the walls, Little Five would be happy to see the girl in black. But at this time, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pointed to his chest and said, "What can I do now? I'm a useless person, I'm just a pawn, Xiao Ji." I'm just breathing a little more than the white bones here, yes. ”

The girl in black, of course, is Xiao Ji. In Emperor Li's tomb, Xiao Wuyou found the sacred tree that supported Xiao Ji. After taking it, Ji has been in a deep sleep. It's just that Xiao Ji has become a human again. Xiao Wuyou didn't want to ask him how many doubts he had in his heart, because he was already bored.

The day he walked out of Zhongguang Building, he was always looking for his life experience and his parents. He has only traveled all over the world, and he only knows a little information in Yanhuang's ancestral hometown.

He didn't get frustrated, because he had been searching for thousands of years without any news. He just felt that his realm was not high enough to perceive everything. He didn't even think that everything he wanted to know was hidden in Gu Guxiao's ocean of knowledge. But the answers he had been searching for for millennia were just a nightmare.

He, a little friendless, has no past, no future, no parents. He's not even alone. He's just a conspiracy for millions of years.

In fact, it's just a cage. It is a cage used by the powerful world to exile criminals. The monks who were exiled in this cage would eventually die in this cage. No one can change this fate. Until three million years ago, this cage welcomed a new batch of criminals, and this group of criminals were the nine emperors who sang praises in the wild.

Nine emperors, perhaps only the nine emperors themselves knew what they were being exiled to in this cage, but their status as sinners was certain, only unlike ordinary criminals, they were criminals with incomparable talents.

They are not at all suitable for their cultivation, but their talents, even in their original world, are the best. With their talent and accumulation in this world, they have created skills that are suitable for them to cultivate in this world, and if they want to break the cage, they can't do it. That's because they don't belong to this world, but they can't do it, and that doesn't mean that the monks of this world can't do it. Therefore, the four great emperors of Tianjue, Wuji, Mirage, and Blood Prison all put their minds on cultivating a local immortal.

However, indigenous people are indigenous after all. The reason why the wilderness is a cage shows that the people here are not favored by heaven and earth. Not to mention becoming real immortals, they can reach the pinnacle of the earth just like them, and they don't exist at all. The eight aspects of authenticity are the limits of what they can achieve.

After careful consideration, the four emperors finally came up with a path, but this path was not a road, but a terrible one.

The four great emperors all knew that only by normal means could they cultivate true immortals, so why should they cultivate true immortals? As long as they could make the same utensils and give full play to the power of immortals, wouldn't they? The energy required to make such an artifact was too great, and even if they could collect the power of nine people, they would not be able to do it at all.

However, there are more than nine species of life in the world that are naturally barren. There are countless creatures here. Although the strength of these natives is low, as long as they can come together, they will definitely be able to make such a work of art. This artwork is a lamp in the sky.