The bones were like mountains, turning into sand and dust, floating the whole world, a round of blood moon hung in the sky, sprinkling cold blood light, and above the dead wasteland, a huge figure stood up.

The human body, headless, with wings on his back, a dead body, across the earth, is the white blood clan that Ye Ling has ever seen.

"People ......"

In a trance, Ye Ling seemed to hear a voice, and the endless dead silence instantly overwhelmed Ye Ling, eroding Ye Ling's consciousness, as if he wanted to turn Ye Ling into a part of this desert bone plain.

"Woo~"

The sound of the flute sounded, dispelling the dead qi that shrouded Ye Ling's body, making Ye Ling's expression shocked, and he instantly came to his senses, and then looked at the white blood clan dead spirit in front of him, with a shocked expression.

A palm, carrying a terrifying death aura, like a hand covering the sky, fell towards Ye Ling and the ancient tree.

"Boom!"

The ancient tree also swung out with a palm, a light and fluttering palm, which seemed to have no strength, but it contained an unimaginable Dao rhyme, and the white blood clan screamed sadly, from the palm to the body, and collapsed in an instant.

But in a moment, the world returned to clarity, Ye Ling looked at the ancient tree, his expression trembled, and he took a deep breath.

The White Blood Clan's necromancy was stronger than most of the Void God Realm powerhouses he had ever seen, but he didn't hold up a single blow in the hands of Gu Shu, Gu Shu, he might have crossed the realm of Void God.

"Let's go. ”

Gu Shu looked at the world around him, with a faint smile on his face, looked at Ye Ling, and said, Ye Ling nodded, and continued to follow him, a bamboo flute on his side was volleying in the air, surrounded by a faint flute sound.

As if shocked by the blow of the ancient tree, there was no necromancer to block the way, and after walking for a long time, an ancient city made of huge stones appeared in front of the two of them, and the two stopped in the desert.

Ye Ling looked at the ancient tree, and the ancient tree looked at the bamboo flute on the side, and then looked at the ancient city for a moment, with a smile on his face.

"Here we are. ”

He said, Ye Ling's expression was shocked, and he understood what he meant, what his mother left for him was in this ancient city.

"This is the heart of the Desert Bone Plain, where the spirits of the dead call this the Holy City, and from which the shepherds come out. ”

Gu Shu said, looking at the ancient city, his eyes were slightly condensed, as if he saw the terrifying existence hidden in the ancient city, his expression became slightly solemn, and the next moment, Gu Shu walked towards the ancient city with Ye Ling.

The blood moon hung high, the moonlight was still bleak, but there was no more dust in the sky, and a street led from the city gate to the end of the ancient city, a bronze palace.

On both sides of the street, there are attics, and there are whimpering, chewing, and wailing sounds in the attics, as if they are hiding terrible existences, and Ye Ling, ancient trees, and shepherd spirits walk along this street all the way to the bronze palace at the end of the street.

"Tick!"

Suddenly, the sound of water falling on the ground sounded, although it was small, it was still very abrupt in a dead street, Ye Ling looked at the source of the sound, and his expression trembled.

On the side of the street, in an attic, blood continued to flow down, dyeing the entire street red little by little, spreading towards Ye Ling and ancient trees, and a suffocating smell of blood came to the face.

"Bloodline. ”

Gu Shu stood in front of Ye Ling, looked at the scene in front of him, and said, stretching out a finger, a drop of blood fell.

It was as if the ice and snow met the blazing sun, and the blood that spread trembled, as if it was afraid, but it was actually taken back and returned to the attic, and the street was calm again.

"Are you ......" a voice came from the streets on both sides, a hint of shock in his voice.

The street is long, there are more than ten miles, Ye Ling and the ancient tree walked for more than half an hour, and finally walked to the front of the bronze ancient hall, the door of the bronze ancient hall was closed, with a long and ancient atmosphere, it seemed that no one had pushed it open after the eternity, and there was still a person standing at the door of the bronze ancient hall.

A Terran, clad in armor and holding a spear, stood in front of the door, like a guard.

"Torture Mountain. ”

Gu Shu looked at him and said, it seemed that he knew, Ye Ling also looked at the person in front of the bronze ancient hall, his expression was slightly condensed.

Under the blood moon, the pale face, empty pupils, and dead silence all showed that he was already dead, this was just a corpse, Xingshan, this is his name.

"Ancient ...... Tree. ”

As if awakened by the ancient tree, the ancient corpse in front of the bronze ancient hall looked at him and said.

"I brought him. The ancient tree nodded, looked at Ye Ling, and the ancient corpse also looked at Ye Ling, Ye Ling's body was suffocated, and in an instant, Ye Ling had a feeling that his whole body, and even his soul were looked at.

"Ye Ling. ”

The ancient corpse said, and actually said Ye Ling's name in one mouthful, Ye Ling's expression was shocked, and he looked at him.

"You're alive. After a moment of silence, the ancient corpse said, I don't know whether it was a sigh, or a relief, an indescribable emotion, without waiting for Ye Ling to reply, he turned around and pushed open the door behind him.

"Woo~~"

As if something taboo had been touched, the terrible dead silence spread out from the attics, and the dead spirits inside woke up one by one, looking at the bronze ancient hall one by one.

"Ye Ling, go in, the things that the master left for you are all inside, and they will be handed over to me. ”

The ancient corpse said, looking at the attic of the city, the spear trembled, and there was a surge of Ling Tian, dominating the heavens, as if he wanted to block the way into the temple with an enemy and a city of undead.

"Woo~"

The flute sound lingered, surrounding the ancient hall, and the ancient tree also walked to the side of the ancient corpse, looking at the city that had awakened a little bit, with an indifferent face.

"Xingshan, it seems like we haven't fought together for a long time, a million years, or more. ”

Gu Shu said, his face was calm, there was no trace of fear of death in his eyes, only indifference beyond heaven and earth.

"Today is our last battle. Xingshan said, and the world trembled as soon as the spear moved.

"The last battle. ”

The ancient tree also said, standing in front of the bronze ancient hall, there seemed to be a tree behind him that covered the sky.

Ye Ling looked at this scene, his expression trembled, for some reason, an unconcealable sadness was born in his heart, he stared for a moment, bowed down to the two, and then walked into the bronze ancient hall.

"Human!"

With a bang, an attic was torn, and a necromantic monster full of tentacles and eight claws crawled out, looking at the open bronze ancient hall with greed in his eyes, and then at the ancient tree and the punishment mountain, with a fierce face.

"The temple of life and death is opened. Another attic cracked, and a monster with two blades on its back and a body covered in hard armor flew out, looking at the bronze ancient hall with endless madness brewing in its eyes.

One attic after another cracked, and terrifying creatures crawled out and rushed to the bronze hall.

"Buzz!"

The void hummed, a shot, as if through the void, ancient and modern, smashed down towards a group of necromantic monsters, the ancient trees were monstrous, standing in front of the ancient hall, suppressing the heavens and the earth, and annihilating the necromantic monsters one by one.

The flute sound lingers, whimpering and screaming, like a sad song, surrounding the sky and the earth.