Chapter 938: Slaughter Garden 11

The golden light shone brightly in the sky in front of the gate, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, it suddenly transformed into a huge monument.

On this huge monument, an incomparable momentum enveloped a radius of hundreds of miles in an instant, and in the light, all living beings trembled.

Including all the foundation building monks present, those geniuses were no exception, only some of the big names had the same faces as usual.

The monument was as huge as a hill, thousands of feet high, and the monk was so small in front of him.

"This ...... Could this be ......?"

"Legendary ......"

"Immortal Monument?"

Everyone talked and felt his supreme majesty.

Buzzing......

"Look at ......"

"Yes...... Word ......"

The next moment, there was a faint sound of loud chanting on the giant monument;

"Between heaven and earth, it is like a layer, void and unyielding, moving and coming out. It's better to keep the middle ...... than to talk too much."

It's like thousands of people gathering together, shaking everyone's heart.

At this moment, this monument is so sacred, and this heaven and earth are so peaceful.

"Tomorrow, when the sun rises in the east, the secret realm of slaughter will open!"

I don't know where the voice came from, but there is no doubt that it is the owner of the monument.

The monument stood there, and the soft light made people feel a burst of gentleness.

Many people flocked away, Yang Chen didn't understand what these people were doing, but after a while, he understood that these people were going to see the list.

Every name on it is a legend, of course, after knowing that these people are going to see the list, Yang Chen is bored.

Only those who are alive are qualified to have a place on this immortal monument. The names of the dead will only disappear forever.

And when these people were talking, there was a person's face that suddenly changed, and the earth-shattering momentum broke out without reservation.

Everyone was stunned by this, and looked over, and a monk standing in the air was staring at a name on the giant monument.

"No...... Impossible, it's already ...... That's great...... Hahaha...... Great......"

Somewhat insane, he didn't believe what he saw, and the name, for him, meant more than time.

"Rong Yin?"

"What's crazy about him?"

"Quick...... Look ......"

"Capacity...... Allure?"

"I didn't ...... Not...... Die?"

"Five...... Fifty Years ......"

"In the Secret Realm?"

This discovery stunned everyone, no one had ever been able to stay in the secret realm for fifty years without dying, and more importantly, the last time the secret realm was closed, the name of Rong Chengcheng had already disappeared.

But now it's happening again, what's going on? Is it the same name?

No, no one has entered their information on the immortal monument yet, absolutely not.

Rong Yin excitedly approached the immortal monument step by step at this time, he wanted to see if this was true. He couldn't wait to save his daughter.

But just as he approached the immortal monument, a light suddenly emitted from the immortal monument and shot at him.

He was immersed in excitement, and when the light came, in a hurry, a sword stood in front of him.

Bang......

He was swept away by the light, and retreated a thousand feet before stopping;

"Who'......?"

"Rong Yin, don't be presumptuous, even if your daughter is still alive, she is still in the secret realm, not on the monument. ”

The voice was unusually loud, but you could hear the persistence in his tone.

But Rong Yin was even more furious when he heard this voice, his eyes turned to the void, and he asked.

"You already knew, why didn't you say it?"

However, there was no answer this time, and the voice disappeared, and I waited for a long time without getting an answer.

Rong Yin looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes full of tears. In whose hands is this immortal monument, people at their level naturally know that it is the guardian of a country, the Fa Sheng.

But they also know that the owner of this giant monument is no longer here, but in the capital. 、

......

In the secret room of the capital Changsheng Palace, an old man opened his eyes slightly, and two fine lights were like lightning in the night, and they disappeared in a flash.

"Is it your bureau, or is Allure really fine? Is this Changsheng Wangfu brand also ready to be taken off?"

It seems to be muttering to itself, and it seems to be referring to something.

......

And in the depths of a court, a figure was looking at the fog outside the city, at the gate that towered over the void, and at the monument;

There was a hint of eerie looks;

"This immortal monument never really belonged to the old man, and the old man didn't want to wait any longer. ”

He opened a bamboo scroll in his hand and stared at the lines of names on it;

"You, don't let the old man down, or ......"

Wang Kai, Chen Bingsen, Liu Zhihua, Qiu Xiaozhi, Cheng Liucheng......

This time, he has been operating secretly for more than ten years, and he doesn't know if he can find the answer he wants.

However, this is also his last chance, and he can't wait for the next fifty years.

As he meditated, there was a passage behind him;

"Lord Fa Sheng, Your Majesty has arrived!"

Hearing this voice, his gloomy complexion changed without a trace, and he looked so approachable, and slowly turned around, looking at people with this seemingly transcendent side.

"Lord Fasheng, how are you doing?"

As the lord of a country, Wu Jingtian behaved so respectfully at this time, although he did not salute, but his attitude was indeed and correct.

"It's okay, it's good that you're here, there's news from Canglan, let's take a look......"

Hearing this, Wu Jingtian frowned slightly, at this critical juncture, he Fa Sheng did not mention the matter of the secret realm, but mentioned Canglan, it seems that this matter is not trivial, he has a very bad premonition, the mountain rain is coming.

"Also, be careful over there at the Rong family. ”

"Huh?"

Wu Jingtian is a person, in a word, he already understands what this means, except for the horror and doubt in his heart, there is nothing in his brain.

Sure enough, it was a prelude to a storm.

......

Everyone knew what was going to happen next, and at this time a large number of monks gathered, because, about to begin, the battle had come.

Of course, some people come here for the sake of it.