The high mountains are ethereal, and the clouds and mist are floating on them, like a pure land, which is very extraordinary.

Tang Yang supported his speed to the maximum, but he did not reach the peak level, he did not think that he could sit back and relax when he reached the mountain range, everything here was full of weirdness.

Qi Ping released the speed to the extreme, and the distance between him and Tang Yang shortened in a straight line, and he could catch up at any time.

The battle intent swept in front of him, Tang Yang only felt that the coercion in the rear was rising, and even the space was squeezed and distorted, and the fist shadow in the rear expanded, and it was about to fall on his body.

Tang Yang dodged, the purple light in his left hand spread, and another purple pole killing array was thrown out, and the extremely dense terrifying aura suppressed downward, blocking Qi Ping from moving forward.

"You give me !! death"

Qi Ping roared angrily, his body bloomed, and he didn't go around the road, and forcibly collided with the purple array.

The big array couldn't stop his forward pace, it could only be delayed, that is, a time gap of a few breaths, Tang Yang used the bright light flash to the extreme in a very short time, and successfully drilled into the mountain.

The moment the soles of the feet stepped into it, everything around them changed, and the dark sky was completely overcast, the wind roared, and there seemed to be countless ghosts roaring in the air.

Tang Yang didn't dare to stay here for long, he rushed forward, looked behind him, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, there were still endless mountains behind him, not at all like what he had just entered this place a dozen breaths ago.

"What's going on?" Tang Yang was puzzled, subconsciously reining in his own aura, and he could keenly perceive the extremely terrifying aura and scan back and forth.

This breath gave him an indescribable feeling, although it made Tang Yang breathless, but Tang Yang didn't feel too much hostility, more like ...... An instinct?

Tang Yang was almost taken aback by his own thoughts, he didn't hold up the spirit sealing barrier, he just sat down cross-legged, and constricted his aura to the extreme, his aura was extremely vain, less than two percent of his peak state.

The long-term high-intensity rush made Tang Yang want to fall down and rest, but the faint evil aura around him and the extremely strong sense of crisis made him tremble.

The fire of life burned in his body, and although he took away his breath, his body still exuded a faint crystal brilliance, although hazy, but still obvious.

Tang Yang shifted places several times, and finally found a small hillside with a concave hill, and the fire of life covered his whole body, slowly recovering from his injuries.

For three days in a row, Tang Yang was healing, and the superposition of aura weakness and recurrence of internal injuries almost killed him!

Fortunately, the way of life is miraculous and abnormal, and even if the injury is serious, it can slowly recover through the transfer of time.

On the fourth day, Tang Yang slowly explored it, and he could keenly feel that something was wrong, as if his arrival made the breath in the mountain more active, and a faint sense of familiarity and even intimacy also came to his face.

Tang Yang was surprised, he could be sure that this was definitely his first time in this kind of place, and he didn't feel the slightest murderous intent in that sense of familiarity, like the kindness of a child who had been adrift for a long time before standing in his hometown where he had not returned for a long time.

The surrounding trees are somewhat forested, and the looming evil aura around them is also a great test for the intruder's mind.

Tang Yang continued to move forward, his breath converged to the extreme, and he ran forward wildly, and from time to time, golden light overflowed, which was very magical.

After turning over several mountains, a swarthy pit appeared in front of him, Tang Yang opened his chaotic eyes and looked forward, his heart shook wildly, in that big pit, there was actually a person sitting cross-legged!

This person's clothes are highly decayed, and Tang Yang can only recognize from the little patterns left on it that this is not the clothes of the current Qizhou martial artists, it is very ancient, and he has seen a little in ancient books.

"Could it be that this is a peerless powerhouse from 100,000 years ago?"

Tang Yang guessed that even with the Chaos Divine Eyes, he couldn't really see the specific appearance or physical condition of this person, and the residual coercion in the pit was too amazing.

Rumble!

The figure sitting in the middle of the table moved, and Tang Yang saw clearly that it was just a skeleton, and the general body revealed before was just an illusion formed by the natural exposure of the breath!

The skeleton stood up, as if standing up to the sky, his arm stretched out, and the vast coercion swept upward, and a crack appeared on the mountain range where he stood, unable to withstand this coercion!

Tang Yang's face was pale, his body was shining, and he tried his best to resist the coercion, and the soles of his feet were deeply sunken into the ground, unable to move.

In front of that skeleton, he was like an ant, looking up at the mountains!

The evil aura that rushed to the sky was mixed with the scorching red brilliance that swept upward, stirring the nine heavens, and the thick unwillingness turned into resentment, roaring!

Blood spilled from the corner of Tang Yang's mouth, this coercion was not specifically aimed at him, otherwise his cultivation would not be able to stop it at all!

Rumble!

The evil qi around this place seemed to be being pulled and swept upwards one after another, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the dark and secluded heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in evil qi, with a terrifying layer of red.

This kind of ravaging did not last long, Tang Yang was liberated, sat on the ground and gasped, this threat was too terrifying, continue to release, he may not be able to withstand it!

"I didn't expect one of this person's doppelgangers to be buried here," the bastard said slowly with rare emotion and respect.

"Who is he?" Could it be that he was also one of the strongest people in the past?" Tang Yang asked curiously.

"He was second only to the old master's strength back then, and he was called the Hell Saint King!" the bastard said solemnly, this kind of situation and tone of voice were rare in him.

Tang Yang is awe-inspiring, the Holy King of Hell, what a domineering name, the Three Ancestors and the Nine Saints, then he is also one of them.

"You said a clone, a clone of the Hell Saint King, what level of strength is he?" Tang Yang asked curiously.

The bastard said with a little sneer: "Don't show up, you little rookie, when you become a powerhouse in troubled times, you will naturally know"

Tang Yang touched his nose in a daze, but he didn't care, he was about to move forward, when the soles of his feet slashed, his body fell down uncontrollably, and he hurriedly mobilized his aura, only to feel a strong suction force that pulled him suddenly!

The scene in front of him changed rapidly, and in a very short period of time, Tang Yang had an illusion, as if he had gone through eternity and traveled through time.

In front of me was a swarthy land, or rather, an unimaginably wide battlefield.

Tang Yang looked down, his expression was suddenly, the position he was in now was the unimaginably tall black city!

There are one terrifying figure after another standing in the city, and each figure seems to be shrouded in a ** sun, with brilliance blooming and aura rioting, like a god of war.

Under the city, the evil spirit aura is rich and abnormal, and countless evil spirits are surging forward, the breath is evil and terrifying, and the tyranny in the eyes seems to be able to kill everything.

The first person stood there, as if representing the entire space, his breath trembled, the space shattered, and he couldn't withstand the pressure.

The two sides fought, thousands of figures above the city rushed down to kill, the dragon's groan shook the void, the divine phoenix spread its wings, and flames burst out, scorching the void.

The golden crow cried into the air, like the rising of the sun, and the brilliance turned into the most terrifying killing move, blasting downward, and the evil spirit retreated.

There are hundreds of flowers blooming on the city wall, which does not look like a battlefield, the flowers are withering, and each petal is like a sharp blade, sharper than the treasure, and slashed forward.

One person held a crimson halberd, wielding it as if hell had descended, and the flames burst out, as if it could suppress the void.

The evil spirit moved, and a terrifying evil spirit turned into a black hole, frantically swallowing the surrounding aura, spinning forward, devouring sunlight and martial arts.

Two extremely short forces collided with each other, the void collapsed, time flowed turbulently, and this place became a completely dangerous place.

In the end, the human side won a crushing victory, and the man with the halberd in his hand chased after an evil spirit emperor in the flames, rushing into the distance.

The scene changed, and they came to a valley, which was where Tang Yang was before.

The flames thundered into the sky, the evil aura covered the sun, and countless mountains collapsed by the aftermath of the battle between the two, the flames flowed, splashing into the distance, and large pits appeared, evil spirits roared, and ripples appeared in the surrounding void.

A succession of terrifying evil spirits have emerged from it, and this is a game!

In the end, the strong man exhausted all his strength, slew all the evil spirits, and corrupted himself, trapped here, and became a trapped beast.

"Latecomers, if you accept the things of my Hell Holy King, you are bound to destroy all evil spirits!"

In the haze, a roar full of desolation and helplessness came from 10,000 years ago, and Tang Yang was shocked.

Tang Yang only felt that his soul was trembling, even the residual coercion was far from what he could fight against now.

Everything around him dissipated, and Tang Yang finally appeared in the valley, and the bones were still there, but the coercion had faded, as if he had passed some kind of recognition.

He involuntarily raised his legs forward and walked in front of the skeleton, which was still crystal clear even after 10,000 years, as if it had just passed away.

Tang Yang sighed with emotion, and when he suddenly realized why he had come here, the skeleton slowly raised its head and looked at him!

Tang Yang's mind seemed to explode, and a jerky flow of information seemed to have been pried open and poured into it raw.

The ground was sunken, Tang Yang fell into it uncontrollably, and fell heavily on the ground, and the severe pain spread all over his body, which was very painful.

After a long time, Tang Yang stood up and looked around in confusion, a little at a loss.

touched his head lightly, and suddenly it was as if he was pricked by thousands of needles, almost fainting in pain!

After a stick of incense, Tang Yang's clothes were soaked by the cold, and he finally struggled to sit up, his aura was running all over his body, the injury was not good, nor did it worsen, and the normal could no longer be normal.

"Breaking the Prison Ground"

Tang Yang pondered silently, and then his heart was shocked, could this be the inheritance that the Hell Saint King said?

With a slight interpretation, severe pain emanated from all over the body, and the wound was pulled, and the idea had to be abandoned.

"Hehe, you kid is the best luck, this is the old thing in hell, I think there were countless geniuses who wanted to ask for something that there was nowhere to ask for."

The bastard sounded in Tang Yang's ears with a little teasing.