"You ......" looked at Bai Mei in shock, the old woman with the lantern didn't expect that the man in front of her would be so terrifying!

Looking at the old woman with tens of thousands of blood mouths all over her body with an indifferent face, her white eyebrows slowly scanned the god and demon cemetery sideways: "You guys make me a little bored......

The right hand was slowly raised, and the back fell down suddenly, and among the eight thousand miles of fire clouds above the white eyebrows, a sword floated all over, and the monstrous giant sword about a thousand feet long stared at the heavy resistance, and pressed down inch by inch!

The giant sword fell, and a protective force field like an eggshell suddenly appeared in the sky above the entire God and Demon Cemetery, desperately blocking the giant sword from falling!

Click, click!

Under the pressure of Nanming's Lihuo Giant Sword, the protective force field began to shatter inch by inch

"This little brother has something to say, why bother?"

Just when the entire protective force field was about to be completely shattered, an old man with a kind face but a pair of scarlet eyes walked out of the depths of the cemetery.

"Who are you?" looked indifferently at the red-eyed old man in front of him, and said softly with white eyebrows

"The old decay is extremely good, just a wisp of remnant souls, all buried here are some remnants of rotten bodies, I hope that the little brother will not spoil our last bit of thought. An Huaji's words were sincere, and his tone was very low, and he didn't show the arrogance of being the creator at all.

"This time I came, it wasn't a trouble to find you. Instead, I want to verify some things and call out all of you here, this sect hates the rats who hide and hide the most. “

A ripple flashed under his eyes, and Bai Mei's unceremonious words did not arouse the old man's resentment.

Squinting and smiling, the old man nodded, then turned and walked into the depths of the cemetery.

Standing in the cemetery with his hands in his hands, Bai Mei quietly waited for the old man to call out the remnants of the Creator.

And behind Bai Mei, the old woman with the lantern was already so weak that even her body began to blur.

Bai Mei's sword intent was fierce and domineering, and when he suffered the curse of heaven back then, Bai Mei even dared to raise his sword to split the sky, so even these remnants were super powerhouses at the creator level in front of him.

But now that there is only a wisp of residual thought left, they encountered the sword intent of Bai Mei, and they really ran into a nemesis!

After waiting for about half a pillar of incense in place, the red-eyed old man led three or five figures out of the depths of the cemetery.

"It's all here?" Looking at these remnants of the creator in front of him, his white-eyed eyes slowly scanned each figure.

"Yes, there are a total of seven remnants of the Creator who died in the battle in the Earth Central Realm. However, 8,000 years ago, one of the remnants tried in vain to break through the forbidden land of Xiling and go outside.

As a result, he was killed by the thunderbolt, and now only a few of us old guys are left. “

The red-eyed old man's extra cooperation, although it makes people wonder, but his words and demeanor are very sincere, so that people can't see the abnormality.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the old woman with the lantern, who was about to disappear completely, to the red-eyed old man.

Bai Mei began to point to the subject: "What did you fight for in that big war back then?"

"For a treasure!" Looking directly at the calm but bright eyes of the white eyebrows, the red-eyed old man said word by word.

"Treasure? What kind of treasure can make so many gods and demons from the outside world, and what kind of treasure can make you, the creators of the world, risk your lives to fight for it?"

I didn't expect that the battle of gods and demons back then would be caused by a treasure, and for a while, Bai Mei suddenly became more curious about the cause of that battle.

"The name of that treasure, the old man can't say it directly. Otherwise, the owner of the treasure will immediately give birth to an induction and completely erase the decay.

What the old man can tell you is that if you have that treasure, you will indirectly own a big world!"

The words of the red-eyed old man smashed into Bai Mei's heart like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Looking at the old man with his eyes fluttering, facing the remnants of this creator, the old antique that has lived for tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years, Bai Mei carefully distinguishes the truth from the falsehood in his words.

Big World, what is it?

This title was once mentioned by Bai Mei from the mouth of Liu Pengfei, which is now the ghost ape.

In the worlds, the number and size of the worlds are naturally different.

Fifty worlds, three thousand small worlds, one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred micro worlds, and countless planes that are not yet worlds.

For example, the Earth Central Realm is one of the 129,600 micro-worlds.

According to the ghost ape, the smallest small world is more than 10,000 times larger than the largest micro world!

Not to mention, the concentration of aura, the profundity of the avenue. That's all in the micro world, far beyond reach!

It is even rumored that the creatures of the small world have the strength of no less than the foundation period of the micro world as soon as they are born.

But no one knows whether this rumor is true or not. After all, there are almost no ways to go to the small world, and those who go to the small world will never be able to return to this barren and weak micro world!

But now, the red-eyed old man actually said that the treasure they had snatched when they came to the Diyang Realm could actually allow people to indirectly own a big world.

To be honest, even Bai Mei heard the words of the red-eyed old man, and felt that he was in the Arabian Nights.

"Hey, hey, I know you don't believe it, but it's true. Otherwise, why would so many external powers have to go to the Diyang Realm one after another, and why would we, the Creators, die in battle in this forbidden land......

Seeing the suspicion in the white-eyed eyes, the red-eyed old man laughed twice and opened his mouth.

"If you creators can bury your bones here, then this sect will guess that you will have the existence of this catastrophe, right...... He. “

With an unpredictable face, Bai Mei raised his right hand vaguely and pointed to the sky above his head, which had not changed in 10,000 years.

Seeing the fingers on the white eyebrows, the red-eyed old man's face suddenly changed slightly.

"Everything that the old man can say has already been said. Below, only the little brother can find out by himself. “

Without answering Bai Mei's question directly, the red-eyed old man squinted and chuckled, his hands behind his back, and he didn't plan to reveal more to Bai Mei.

"Chong Laozhang's words, this sect is not a loss from the forbidden land of Xiling. "From the mouth of the red-eyed old man, I got this secret. Bai Mei probably didn't even know Cao Tianyi.

"Hehe, little brother is polite. Now that the little brother has got what he needs for this trip, let's go back as soon as possible.

We old guys just want to stay here and keep our past. Anything else has nothing to do with us.

I hope you can fulfill your ......," he bowed and arched his hand to Bai Mei, and the red-eyed old man pleaded.

"Well, my husband will give me a solution, and this sect will give you peace. Farewell. In response to the red-eyed old man's request, Bai Mei nodded slowly, and immediately turned around and left without hesitation......