The smell of eternity came to the face, a long-sealed ancient smell, mixed with a faint earthy aroma, spreading in the air......

"Sure enough, only when we step into the wilderness can we be called gods! Now we are really too weak and are nothing!"

"The barrier has been broken, sister, why do I feel creepy? The little princess showed her timidity with difficulty, her jade hand tightly hugged Lan Yue'er's arm, and her big eyes looked at the front vigilantly.

"The Valley of the Fallen Gods, the land of the burial gods, could it be that all the burials in this tomb are gods?" The Loose Sovereign's face was full of surprise.

"Boy, they have fallen, even if they were extremely strong in their lifetime, and their means were against the sky, at this moment, they have also turned into a handful of loess!"

On the crystal crystal coffin pendant, the holy light squirmed, and Ling Xiao Xue'er's magnetic voice sounded in Hanbing's mind.

"Goddess, what do you need me to do?" Han Bing had already guessed that in the ancient period, an extremely terrible thing had happened, even the sky was disabled, and the immortal god realm where he was located was also a battlefield that had been disabled, and it was a ruin.

On top of this ruin, through the vast sea of chaos, you can reach the holy land, where is the stage of life, and where you can shine.

"Boy, it's your greatest honor to meet me. On you, there is the mark of the ancestor of the Han family, perhaps, you are a member of the Han family in the holy domain. Ling Xiaoxue said lightly.

Han Bing throbbed for a while, although on the blood-colored altar, he heard that the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons had mentioned it, but now, his heart was still extremely shocked, extremely longing, eager to step into the holy realm.

"Boy, now is not the time to worry about whether you are a member of the Han family. The ultimate of life is death, and the ultimate of death is life! This garden mausoleum has buried countless gods, and they are completely dead, but I feel the breath of the origin of life! The so-called origin of life is the source of life formed by the immortal spiritual power of the gods little by little!" Ling Xiao Xue'er's voice was a little eager.

"Legend has it that a drop of the source of life can give birth to human flesh and bones. ”

"Uh, goddess...... I ......" Hanbing was a little speechless, this news is too shocking, with the source of life, can it be immortal? As long as there is a trace of spiritual consciousness to escape, it can be reborn?

"Boy, it's the greatest honor to say that you met me, how about it, do you dare to accept this gift?" Ling Xiao Xue'er was a little excited, she was just one of the three souls and seven souls, and the rest of the souls had already disappeared, she wanted to reunite her true body with the help of the life origin breath condensed by the power of endless gods and demons, and reappear as the first goddess under the sky!

"Hey, let's go, since this is the tomb of the gods, and it has been isolated from the world for so long, now, the enchantment has been opened, and the treasures that have been sealed for a long time should also see the light of day!" Han Bing smiled, looking at the black demon stone floating to the sky, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if there was something of his own in the demon stone, calling, shouting. A faint resonance was transmitted between the Han soldiers and the Demon Suppression Stone.

Behind, the eyes of the five evils of the fairy world widened, and they also saw the mounds and felt the squirming of endless spiritual power.

"Go, this place, a hundred miles away, they can't search every inch of it. Go in, separate from them, and if someone is left alone, I can only do it if I am killed by one blow. The Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace said with a solemn face.

"It seems that it is impossible for the spiritual power to be exhausted, in the tomb, I feel the endless breath of life, and my death power has been suppressed. The Hall Master of the Temple of Death sighed a little.

"Yes, I feel this way too, the breath of life is too strong. A smile appeared on the face of the Hell Gate Master, he was different from the Hall Master of the God of Death, he was a cultivator of life and death, and here, he was not affected.

Behind him, the Wing Clan patriarch stood in the void, looking at the broken remnants of the enchantment, an inexplicable shock in his heart, and a familiar smell spread in his heart.

"Patriarch, could it be that the ancestor of my Wing Clan is buried inside?

"Go, hide the breath, if there is really an ancestor of my clan, then the treasure of the sky cannot fall into the hands of others. Xiao Konggu showed a hint of eagerness.

Passed through the universe and condensed the Xuanhuang ......

Even if you get rid of the six realms of reincarnation, you can't escape the turmoil of heaven and earth......

In this cemetery, in addition to the burial of the strongest people in the human past and the top cultivators among the aliens, every other tomb is buried with an ancient god or demon, which is a resting place belonging to the gods and demons.

The cemetery is full of green grass and fragrant flowers, and if there is no forest of steles, it is not an exaggeration to call it a garden. The periphery of the cemetery is a tall snow maple tree, but the cemetery of gods and demons is unique, and it is said that it is transformed by the aura of the deceased gods and demons.

The green branches and leaves of the snow maple tree are lush and green, swaying gently with the breeze, as if reminiscing about the glory of the past, and the snow-white petals are white and flawless, like snowflakes floating in the air, which are the tears of the gods, as if telling the sadness of the past.

Day and night in the cemetery have diametrically opposed scenes.

During the day, the fairy aura here is dense, and the holy brilliance is sprinkled all over every inch of the cemetery, and you can see all kinds of gods and goddesses transformed by the immortal and powerful gods and demons of the ancient gods, and even see the angels dancing, you can hear the fairy singing, and the whole cemetery is in a sacred atmosphere.

If this is God's paradise during the day, then at night it is the Pure Land of Demons.

When the sun sets and night falls, the dark demonic energy begins to surge out of the cemetery, causing the stars and moon to be discolored, and the heavens and the earth to be bleak. At this time, you can see the legendary illusion of the fierce god and the phantom of the demon wreaking havoc in the cemetery, and you can hear the long and painful howl of the ancient evil spirits that makes the scalp tingle.

At this moment, it is ten o'clock at noon, the golden sunshine is sprinkled all over the cemetery, the rich fairy atmosphere, the mist floats, the breath of life is permeated, and everyone feels warm.

"Sister, the snow-white snow maple tree is so beautiful, if it is transplanted to the palace, the scene should be ......"

"Smack......

Before the little princess finished speaking, Han Bing nodded her forehead lightly.

"What do you think, you are already an immortal, and it is impossible for you to return to the Ancient Continent. Han Bing smiled.

"The Stinking Thief...... You ......" The little princess was a little annoyed, and above her palm, a layer of white light flickered and dimmed, as if she was about to fight at any time.

At this moment, a song of sad flowers and tears sounded in the air, and the melodious sound of the piano looked particularly desolate in the afternoon sun......

When people are happy, a breeze rises and falls in their ears, and the sound of wisps of piano comes from afar, melodious, and a kind of rhyme makes people reverberate.

Although the sound of the piano is like a complaint, all the quietest times, the most brilliant wind and frost, or the original appearance, all flow slowly. And the sound of the piano is like a complaint, after a thousand sails, looking at the years to clarify the heart, is to precipitate all the magnificent waves when you are separated by the sea. After understanding, under every note, there is a calm and flexible heart.

Han Bing's heart trembled, and at the beginning, when his body disappeared, in a trance, his heart was shaken, as if he heard the playing of the Lingmu Fairy.

Tears burst out of my eyes involuntarily.

A hazy figure flashed in the sky. She was dressed in a white flowing robe, her black hair was gently pulled up on the top of her head like flowing lustrous black ink, her eyes were round and jet black, her long eyelashes were like mist, which made her eyebrows extremely moisturized, and her pointed little face, her skin was like soft snow. Her whole person is like a young and noble princess.

The breeze drifted by, the figure dispersed with the wind, and the faint fairy sound slowly passed away, and everyone felt like a dream.

"Nine Heavenly Peerless Daughter, as powerful as you, also fell and buried here?" Inside the crystal coffin pendant, Ling Xiao Xue'er's incredible voice came.

Moving on, there were more and more tombs, and the rich aura filled the air, and everyone felt bathed in a fairyland.

The space shook, and an angel with six pairs of wings crossed the sky, and the holy light diffused, instantly making everyone's hearts throb.

"Angels?" The little princess's eyes widened.

"Hey, how do I remember the birdman I saw not long ago?" Xue Pingshan smiled helplessly.

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The giant axe in Li Heihu's hand accidentally landed, and the sound of metal handover sounded.

I saw that at Li Heihu's feet, a broken sword exuded a compelling sword aura, and the void seemed to be cut by the sword aura.

At this time, the broken sword was lying quietly under Li Heihu's giant axe, the dark giant axe surface had cracked, and the crack was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, the axe handle cracked, and with a click, the dark giant axe shattered and turned into a pile of iron powder.

This scene stunned everyone, you must know that on that day, Li Heihu's giant axe was transformed, but it was added to the Great Dao Gold, which was an indestructible rare metal, and now, the sword qi emitted by a broken sword inside was stirred into iron powder!

"What kind of sword is this?"

The Joyful Monarch was interested, you know, his Joyful Sword already had a sword spirit, and in the face of this broken sword, the sword spirit of the Joyful Sword roared softly, and there was a burst of timidity.

"Hehe, the Sky Splitting Sword in the Ancient Period and the Void Sword, in its name, is actually broken!"

The holy light squirmed, and Ling Xiaoxue'er's voice sounded.

"No, it's a fake!" Ling Xiaoxue smiled.

The Joyful Monarch probed his palm, and his spiritual power squirmed, wanting to wrap this broken sword, however, the spiritual power rippled, and when he was close to the broken sword, he was directly cut by the brilliant sword qi and turned into nothingness.

The brilliant sword qi stretched out from the broken sword, however, it was only three inches long, and if it stretched for thousands of miles, everyone would have been stirred into minced meat.

"Stinky thief!, like your Void Knife, it can smash Yuan Force, can you find a way to take it away!" the little princess showed a greedy look.

"Let's go, have you ever heard of greed and a snake swallowing an elephant?" Han Bing laughed.

At this moment, in the bottomless abyss, in the city of light death, the gear that never stops spinning, at this moment, suddenly there was a brief tremble, and an ancient voice came out from the gear!

"Who is it? disturbing the sleeping place of the gods? beheading ......"

At the same time, on the blood-stained nine stone steps, the stone statue that seemed to stand for eternity trembled slightly, and a layer of dust fell down very naturally......

In an instant, the void seemed to shiver, and thunder and lightning poured down wildly!

"What's the situation? Is there a demon born who is cursed by God?" Han Bing raised his head and looked at the void, the purple thunder emerged from the shattered void, dragging a long tail and slashing down!

In that purple light, Han Bing clearly felt the breath of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

"Let's ...... away"

For a while, Hanbing shouted anxiously, his figure flashed, and he headed towards the periphery of the cemetery!

The holy light suddenly rose, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, it wrapped the purple thunder that fell down, and then disappeared.