Layers of patterns intertwined, connecting to the huge stone gate, where there was a roar.

The stone door connecting the burial ground of the gods and ghosts was shaking violently, making a sound of friction.

An inexplicably huge force pushed it, causing it to move slowly, and a gap appeared, rushing out a surprising thin smoke.

The white haze was like a fairy mist, hazy, flowing out of the cracks in the stone gate, ethereal and agile.

Bang!

It was as if a mountain was moving, and the stone gate was completely opened, revealing a huge passageway.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth roared, and a real phoenix rushed out, covered in golden light, like a golden mountain, smashed down, shattered the vacuum, and killed the spirit treasure.

However, silently, Lingbao raised his hand slightly, and the true phoenix instantly turned into nothingness.

"Immortal battle intent, it seems that the layout inside has not been destroyed." Lingbao looked at the true phoenix that had turned into nothingness, and had a plan in his heart.

Then he stepped through the stone gate and entered the burial place of the gods.

The white mist inside the stone gate curls, like a piece of fairy land, and you can't feel the murderous aura, and you can't see the terrifying creatures.

In this burial ground, it seems that everything is peaceful.

Ahead, there is a boulder with a sword mark on it, and the endless years have passed, worn away the sacred mountain, and the sea has been steamed dry, and it still exists.

This is a terrible sword mark left by the supreme master, time has rushed away everything, the sword qi and immortal power no longer exist, and some are just an immortal battle intent.

A domineering and fierce invincible killing intent, like a fairy phoenix nether blow!

"The Immortal Emperor? Wrong. Lingbao frowned, but the Immortal Emperor used a sword instead of a sword, "Immortal Daoist?" ”

Yes, this was once an important life ancient star of the mythical Heavenly Court, and the eight gods will start a war with the Heavenly Court, and the immortal Dao people who are walking in front of the curtain can also be explained.

Lingbao and the others walked in the burial ground of the gods and ghosts, dispelling the white fog and moving forward step by step.

There were corpses on the ground one after another, drenched in blood, and the battle seemed to have just ended, some belonged to the demon race, some belonged to the human race, and some belonged to the mutilated Holy Spirit.

As they walked over, the bodies stained with bright red blood and exuding divine power were all reduced to ashes, turning to dust in the sound of footsteps.

After so many years, in millions of years, no matter what it is, it has to be wiped out, and even the holy bones that are known as immortal will not work.

Lingbao broke through the fog and continued to walk, and soon saw a large black river.

It was magnificent, but it was silent, rushing from the depths of the god's burial ground.

"There's also the River Styx here......" Lingbao whispered softly as he looked at the big black river.

The River Styx, or the water of the Netherworld, is said to have originated in the underworld, and it is difficult to see it in the world, but he did not expect to see two such rivers in this life.

Lingbao walked to the shore and felt the cold of the black river up close.

Generally speaking, few creatures would dare to touch the Styx so closely, because the Netherworld water vapor can directly corrode the flesh and blood.

As the River Styx flows, corpses flow down the River from time to time, and although these corpses have long since decayed, they still have human form, and it will be some time before they are reduced to ashes.

After standing for a while, the spirit treasure began to move up the black river Styx.

Along the way, the surrounding area was silent, and the white mist was shrouded, which seemed out of place in this dead land.

The breath of death hit the face, making people feel as if they had entered the underworld, and in an instant, hundreds of miles away, Lingbao came to the end.

What appeared in front of his eyes was an iceberg, cold and cold, which continued to melt and converge into a river of Styx, flowing downstream.

In the snow-white iceberg, there were frozen corpses one after another, dressed in ancient costumes, there were people of all races, and the deaths were different, looking gloomy and hideous.

It was a pile of corpses, frozen by people, forming such a terrible demonic land.

To be precise, this is a battlefield that was suddenly frozen in ice while it was being fought, turning into the current Endless Ice Peak.

However, the source of the River Styx is not here, the source of the River Styx, surrounded by icebergs, is located in the center, and it is pitch black, like a deep pool.

Bottomless, pitch black as ink, bursts of black water vapor rise, and occasionally corpses pour up.

There was a terrifying power permeating the pool, like a source of destruction, filled with a powerful aura of death.

Phew!

The red sword rushed into the sky, shattering the sky, and the fluctuations alone caused some icebergs around the deep pool to collapse in an instant.

Bang!

The roar sounded, violently fluctuated, runes rose one after another, and the deep pool was like a palace of the Underworld, lifeless.

The ink wave was reversed, and at the moment when a large number of water splashed up, the deep pool was evaporated, and a well emerged at this moment.

The well was apparently dug by man and is located at the bottom of a deep pool.

Obviously, the corpses in the vast iceberg, the creatures who died in the battle, are probably trying to get close to this well.

On the edge of the well, there are traces of ancient Taoism, and in a trance, it seems that there is an old Taoist chanting there.

But in a flash of brilliance, the old Taoist disappeared again, and some were just ancient runes, sealed with something.

"Daozun!"

At the moment of his manifestation, the old Taoist was captured by Lingbao and Mu Xiyan, and he felt who this person was from the "Dao".

Mu Xiyan made a move at this moment, and the power of the extreme path shook.

At the same time, the ancient well also changed, and the Dao Zun Phantom manifested and suppressed the external forces to stabilize the seal.

But even so, the ancient well still overflowed wisps of black qi, and although the power of the seal was still there, it was infinitely weakened compared to the time of the Mythological Age.

"Daozun's arrangement is still there, and no one has taken it away." Mu Xiyan said, but she quickly frowned, "But this place has become an underworld, even if the arrangement is still there, I'm afraid it won't be able to brew immortal liquid." ”

"Not necessarily, even if it fails, there will still be some immortal liquid output, Daozun has invested all his energy in his later years, and the earliest immortal liquid must still be there." Lingbao said, "No one has touched the seal here, and there must still be the earliest brewed immortal liquid." ”

"Do you want to open it?" Mu Xiyan asked.

"I'm here to open it." Lingbao nodded, and then began to break the seal.

At this moment, the gods and demons roared, the wind blew fiercely, and the sand and rocks were flying, and even the extraterritoriality was affected.

This is a kind of vision of heaven and earth, there will be a terrible event that will break the earth, the mountains and rivers are shaking, and the entire ancient star seems to be about to collapse.

"It's ...... Fluctuations from the burial ground of the gods!? The Great Commander of the Holy City was shocked, and his eyes looked in the direction of the Great Moon Slope.

Soon, the Great Commander of the Holy City came to the Great Moon Slope and prepared to enter the burial ground of the gods and ghosts.

But in the next moment, a vast Dili came out from the god and ghost burial ground, instantly sealing the connection between the god and ghost burial ground and the Great Moon Slope, and stabilizing the mountains and rivers and the void.

Knock, knock......

One loud bang after another, as if something was about to climb out of the ancient well, constantly hitting the wall of the well, making the burial place of the gods and ghosts tremble.

Knock, knock......

The sound became stronger and stronger, like a powerful heart beating, and it sounded again like the divine drum of the Ancient Heavenly Court after it had been sealed for eternity.

Buzz!

The landslide and tsunami made a terrifying sound at the wellhead, as if it was about to explode.

Daozun reappeared, but it was extremely vague, and he couldn't see it really, he sat cross-legged at the mouth of the well, reciting the true scriptures, and a majestic and terrifying aura permeated.

It's a pity that this is just a wisp of Dao marks, since the age of mythology, endless years have passed, coupled with Mu Xiyan's Dili stimulation before and the current Lingbao's breaking of the seal, Dao Zun's figure can no longer suppress this well.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the vague Dao Venerable disappeared, and the imprint was completely dimmed and worn out in the years.

At the same time, the sky and the earth cracked, the ancient wellhead shattered, and the seal was completely broken.