Beneath the gray sky, the black ocean spreads and swallows up the cracked earth. Countless monks gathered on it, and they were now far away, overwhelmed by the waters of this strange and dangerous black sea.

Some people have tried to cross this sea with a magic weapon with incomparable power, and some people have tried to cross the sea with their own cultivation, but without exception, they all ended up dead, and even the magic weapon was destroyed in the black sea with their master, rusty, and all their power was lost.

The Cold Night Empire, the imperial capital. A glimmer of morning light shone on the thousands of towering pavilions, and the image of the ancient battlefield of the duel between hundreds of millions of living beings once again appeared in the sky, and for a while, the entire heaven and earth became a little darker.

The pale sky dome is mixed with a bit of red, and the golden morning light decorates this sky dome bathed in dawn with dazzling brilliance, and the sky and the earth are all black and oppressive people, they are waiting, waiting for the Beifeng frontier to open again.

"Old slave, knock on Your Majesty. ”

"Get up. An old man, sitting on the stool of the palace, was still wearing the ink-colored dragon robe, dotted with stars, and under the service of the servants on the side, he slowly put on the ink-colored glazed imperial crown.

"Dabao, you said that the fifth child, can you bring back the long-lost voice of triumph?"

"Your Majesty is blessed, the old slave believes that with the posture of the five princes, even if they are the heirs of those super Taoist traditions, the five princes can also fight. The old eunuch bowed to the old man in front of him, followed him with the same slow pace, and walked outside.

"Let's go, let's go and see, the demeanor of thousands of northern realm cultivators. ”

"The old slave obeyed. ”

On the majestic palace of the palace, a pair of master and servant slowly came to the terrace of the palace, facing the many northern monks like Zhou Tian Xingchen, even if he was the emperor of the cold night, it was just a drop in the ocean, just a small black spot.

Above the heavenly dome, the image of the ancient battlefield gradually became distorted, and finally evolved in the shining morning light, turning into a huge black vortex, from the moment this vortex appeared between heaven and earth, the frantic wind blew through every monk, and blew through every corner of the cold night imperial capital.

Light, brilliant light, dazzling light, light of different colors, they flickered above the gray sky, rushing towards the whirlpool at an almost crazy speed in the frenzied wind, scrambling to be the first to enter the secret realm one step ahead of the others.

"My generation of monks is only for eternal life. ”

A small restaurant, countless people sit in their seats, they quietly drink the wine in their own jugs, eat the rice in their own bowls, for them, this is their life.

If an ordinary person does not choose to practice, then his life, from birth to death, will not be more than a hundred years. In this 100-year period, they have to go through childhood, youth, and prime of life............ Until the twilight, it finally declined.

Some people can see it, and some people can't, so they choose to practice and live forever, which is the ultimate dream of many people, and it is also a height that many ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime. Many discerning people can see that this era has come to an end, and this world does not know when it will collapse.

The ninth realm of the legendary cultivation, Ascension, is dreamed of by almost all monks, but how many monks can do it in this period of time throughout the ages?

A woman in purple, sitting in the same position, sat for five days, no one could see her true face, all those who tried to see her true face were separated by a white veil, but the woman was clearly free to enjoy the meal, taste the wine in the pot.

This incident couldn't help but become a strange talk for a while, and it also added to the popularity of this ordinary tavern. The woman in purple silently drank a glass of wine, and at this moment, her mind was full of the voice of the man with the dark iron longbow on his back.

If his son grows up, he should be as old as him. Then she shook her head, and the corners of her mouth outlined a bitter smile, he and him, should be dead. Immortality, is it useful?

A faint golden glow shone, Bai Yepan sat on the ground, the blue sea in front of him, although it gave him a sense of impassability, but he could clearly feel it, a feeling of enlightenment, sublimated in his heart.

He could clearly feel a warm sensation spreading from his back to his whole body, a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar. The black and white demon blood flowed slowly in the veins, and it actually gradually solidified under the influence of this feeling.

In his dantian, three beads of different colors and sizes rotated in an orderly manner, and they released their own powers, nourishing this body that was already a pervert of the same level.

"Old man, can you give me a ride? Bai Ye straightened up, and he stared at the cyan ferry not far away, and there was an ethereal sense of enlightenment in his heart. He had a strange feeling that he could get on that ferry, as if it had been born for him.

"Boundless, silverless, crossing. The voice of the old man sounded again, and the old man raised his head slightly, and glanced at the white night.

"How many taels of silver do you want?" A baseless sentence was blurted out by Bai Ye like this, and even Bai Ye himself was a little puzzled, this was not what he subconsciously wanted to say, but it was all as if there was a guide in the dark.

"Three hundred taels. The old man grinned at Bai Ye, gently shook the coat on his body, picked up the oar and rowed in the direction of Bai Ye. A bag of silver flew into the old man's hand, and the old man gently weighed it and smiled with satisfaction. Then he threw the silver into the cabin of the ferry, and even the movements of his hands sped up a little.

Bai Ye exhaled slightly, fortunately, Luo Qianying put a lot of silver in his storage ring before leaving, otherwise, he really didn't know how to cross this mysterious blue sea in front of him.

Above the gray sky, countless bright rays of light appeared, piercing the silence of this heaven and earth. This was the fifth day of the opening of the Beifeng Frontier, and those monks who did not belong to the Sixteen Directions and the Demon Clan were finally able to enter.

It's just that what they don't know is that some people have just entered the cave heaven and blessed land in their eyes, and they are about to fall into this boundless black ocean.

On the shore of the black ocean, more than a hundred monks are scattered all over this world, and at this moment they are all watching this unique meteor shower, at this moment, they feel more or less speechless in their hearts. Sure enough, if a person wants to achieve something, then Heaven must first make him crazy.

Countless painful wails rang out, and it was a group of unlucky people who fell directly into the black ocean, and they could only let out a wail and fall into it. There are thousands of them. However, this is nothing for the monks who have newly entered the secret realm, and in terms of the number of people alone, they can be as many as hundreds of thousands.

"Look, what is that?" exclaimed, and for a moment all the monks looked in the direction of his finger.

The high peaks of white bones rose from the ground, towering majestically behind them, and in the distant sky, there was a singing voice, it was an ancient war song, all kinds, from different forces, from different races.

Although they have long since fallen, but at this moment, the world has changed greatly, and at the same time, the towering white bone peaks rise from the ground, and at the same time, the images of the past battlefields have reappeared, and the war songs of the past have once again resounded in the sky, in the sky, and in the hearts of every monk.

Some have long been afraid, and some are still fearless. But the scene that happened in front of their eyes at this moment really frightened them, and only now did they realize what kind of murderous land they had entered.

The four women, all dressed in black and wearing a wide black robe, stood quietly on the shore of the black sea, they were originally looking for a way to cross the sea, but they were attracted by the rise of countless white bone peaks.

"I don't know what happened to the little junior brother now. ”

"Don't worry, according to the ability of the junior brother, he will definitely not fall into this ancient battlefield easily. ”

Leng Chen stared at the black ocean in front of her, in the face of such a situation, she was very calm, she knew very well that her little junior brother was outstanding, judging from his performance in the Ten Peak Martial Arts alone, how could a person like him easily fall into such a place.

"Although this place is full of dangers, as long as we don't touch it easily, those strange changes like taboos will not find us. The Thousand Pupils of the North Darkness whispered, and she looked at the peaks of the white bones, she was observing, there was a different shock.

In front of me is a blue sky, and there is an endless blue sea. Above the blue sea, the water is rippling, and a small cyan ferry boat is slowly swaying in this ocean.

A white-haired young man sat peacefully on the boat, and the white night quietly watched the old man in the white coat swing the oars and take him across the blue sea. "I don't know what happened to them, senior sister. ”

"Sit down, it's time for the waves. The old man let out a low roar, and then he immediately got up, stood on the boat, and shook the oars in his hand rapidly. Bai Ye looked fixedly, and at some point in front of him, a pitch-black sea appeared.

A faint purple starlight flickered a few times from his right eye, and he found that in the black water, there were black runes flickering, densely packed, and people couldn't help but feel numb in the scalp.

"The curse of the witch clan......" Bai Ye was frightened, this world is by no means as simple as it seems.

"Old Tan, why don't you go back?" the old man smiled, and Bai Ye followed the old man's voice, and could only see a black ferry boat and the rotten dry bones on the ferry boat in the distance. Under the old man's words, the dry bone actually shook his head, and then continued to sit on the ferry, as if waiting for the appearance of the crosser.

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PS: I'm sorry.,Yesterday I was in a hurry to send the wrong order of the chapters.,I'm already changing it.,It's good to wait for the automatic review.,Thank you for your support.,Thank you.,Thank you.,Thank you for your tolerance.。