Above the Broken Soul Cliff, there is a blood-colored mountain suspended in the sky, which is extremely mysterious.

Meng Tu and Chen Hai approached towards the mountain, and they could feel a sense of oppression from a long distance.

Towering and majestic, it is like a backbone connecting the sky, lying there horizontally.

It is magnificent and majestic, like a giant city of gods, and it is extremely mysterious.

Meng Tu and Chen Hai finally came to the foot of the mountain, and in an instant, a smell of blood mixed with recklessness came to their faces.

The smell of blood, even with a hint of decay, is obvious, and it is clear that this smell of blood has existed for I don't know how many years.

Looking up and looking at the blood mountain, Meng Tu vaguely seemed to hear the sound of immortals.

The fairy voice was gentle and low, and people couldn't help but feel a deep sadness.

"Old Chen, did you hear anything?"

Turning his head, Meng Tu looked at Chen Haidao, who was amazed by the blood mountain on the side.

"What did you say?" Chen Hai didn't react.

"I said, did you hear anything?"

"Nope. Chen Hai shook his head and said affirmatively.

"Oh, let's go, climb the mountain. After speaking, Meng Tu walked towards the Blood Mountain.

On top of the Blood Mountain, there is a winding road that leads to the top of the mountain.

Walking on the road, every step Meng Tu took, he could hear the sad fairy sound.

This time, Meng Tu heard it clearly, this fairy sound was blown out by the secular lock.

And the secular locks are usually played for funerals. It's just that, unlike the world, this fairy sound has a power that directly hits people's hearts, and people can't help but be in a trance and sad when they listen to it.

Shaking his head, he dispelled his grief and continued on his way.

There are no good scenery along the way, only blood-colored vegetation and rocks.

When Meng Tu reached the middle of the road, a boulder blocked the way in front of them.

This boulder is at least a hundred zhang in size, roughly estimated to be no less than 10,000 catties, on the boulder, sprinkled, full of no less than a million words of dark black font.

This dark black is not the color of any other color, but the color of dry blood.

Because on it, there is also the smell of rotten blood.

Approaching, Meng Tu's complexion changed, and he saw that the word "hate" was engraved on the boulder, which was shocking.

The word "hate" seems to be dripping blood, and the moment you see it, it's terrifying.

The next paragraph explains the source of hate.

"The Sword Immortal is forbidden to take away my Dao fruit. ”

These eight words, the moment Meng Tu saw them, he thought of the scene he saw using the reincarnation fruit.

Li Xiantian used the blood contract to let the Dugu family never step into the realm of enlightenment.

"Could it be ......" Meng Tu thought of a terrible scene.

This mountain of blood, is it the handiwork of the Dugu family?

Or is the entire Heavenly Desolate Realm the planet where the Dugu family was located at the beginning?

And Li Xiantian forbids the Dao, and what is forbidden is the Dao of the Heavenly Desolate Realm. Although Li Xiantian only imprisoned the bloodline of the Dugu family at the beginning, it also had an impact on the monks of the entire planet.

Because of the forbidden path, the path of the Dao realm is imprisoned, not only the Dugu family, but all the monks on a planet are unable to preach.

Unless someone breaks Li Xiantian's forbidden Dao, that is, his strength surpasses Li Xiantian's strength, and he breaks the Dao that he is imprisoned by Dao fruits.

Of course, this is just a guess, and no one knows if it's true or not.

Meng Tu continued to look down, and the names behind him were one by one, among them, most of them were surnamed Dugu.

"Dugu Dream, with his life, just to break through the forbidden way, fall. ”

"Dugu Sword, burning 30,000 longevity yuan, sword slashing forbidden road, falling. ”

......

"Ink Dye Xuan, self-explosion rushed to the forbidden road, fall. ”

Finally, the signature of the person who signed the payment was the person who collected the body.

Meng Tu couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw these names. At a cursory glance, in order to break the forbidden path, no less than a million monks have left their lives.

Moreover, those who can attack the forbidden path are all cultivators who have cultivated to be powerful.

"What a tragic story. Chen Hai sighed on the side.

He thought it was a story, because he would never understand how uncomfortable it was for the existence of eternal life to be imprisoned on a planet.

It's like a person who was originally squatting and wanted to straighten his waist, but when he was halfway up, he found that there was a wall above his head, which blocked the movement of straightening up.

Maybe the analogy isn't appropriate, but it's true.

The forbidden path imprisons all the paths, so that no one on the entire planet has stepped into the realm of enlightenment, and no one has eternal life.

This is all the consequence of what Dugu Xuan did at the beginning.

Of course, this is not all to blame Dugu Xuan, after all, she also killed Li Xiantian's son because of her resentment of Li Xiantian, you know, women, it is terrible to go crazy.

And Li Xiantian's methods were also ruthless, and he even used the blood contract to imprison the planet controlled by the Dugu family with his own Dao fruit, so that all spirits could not step into the realm of enlightenment.

Crossing the boulder, Meng Tu and Chen Hai continued to move forward.

However, the road was not so smooth, because at every passing distance, a lonely grave blocked the way.

It is worth mentioning that Meng Tu has been in for so long, but he has not seen Yuan Dingkun and the others.

Meng Tu stopped in front of a lonely grave, and in front of him, there was a tombstone engraved with five big characters "The Tomb of Mozhi Xuan".

"This is the tomb of Ink Dyeing?"

The whole tomb has no coercion or atmosphere, just like an ordinary tomb.

Seeing this, Meng Tu had to sigh, no matter how powerful his cultivation was, he couldn't live forever, and he was just a handful of loess after death.

However, Mo Ran Xuan died well, he died to break through the way that imprisoned the Dugu family to control the planet.

Thinking of this, Meng Tu couldn't help but be in awe.

With a deep bow, Meng Tu crossed the tomb of Mo Dye Xuan and continued forward.

"The tomb of Dugu Lei. ”

"The tomb of Gu Chengjian. ”

"The tomb of sorrow. ”

......

When a grave is found, there is a tombstone, and on the tombstone is the surname of the owner of the tomb.

The winding road, Meng Tu walked for a long time, but he still did not see the top of the mountain, and he saw more and more graves.

Suddenly, Meng Tu saw Yuan Dingkun and the others.

I saw that Yuan Dingkun and the others were digging the grave, and Meng Tu saw that from the bottom of the tomb, a dazzling golden light emerged, enveloping the entire area, rendering the entire blood-colored ground golden.

Obviously, the two of them felt that there was a treasure in the grave, so they would dig up someone's grave.

In an instant, Meng Tu felt angry, the owners of these tombs are all worthy of respect, they all died to break through the forbidden path, it can be said that these people are the pioneers.

If, as Meng Tu guessed, the entire Heavenly Desolate Realm was forbidden, then these people were the ancestors of all the monks in the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

They died to break through the forbidden path of the Heavenly Desolation Realm, and their graves should not be allowed to be desecrated by others.

"What are you doing?" Meng Tu shouted angrily, waking up Yuan Dingkun and the others who were digging graves.

"It's you again, I advise you, don't meddle in things, besides, what do I need to report to you?" Yuan Dingkun looked at Meng Tu with a sneer.

"Do you know whose grave this is?" Meng Tu asked, pointing to the grave.

"Isn't it the tomb of Dugu Jian? After Yuan Dingkun finished speaking, he ignored Meng Tu and continued to prepare to dig a grave.

"Aren't you afraid of being damned?" Meng Tu was even more angry.

Yuan Dingkun's indifferent posture made Meng Tu feel worthless for the lonely sword.

He sacrificed his life for the Heavenly Desolate Realm, but in the end he was dug up by someone, if Dugu Jian could be resurrected, he had to slap Yuan Dingkun to death.

"Haha, damned, what is that, can you eat it?" Yuan Dingkun laughed, and then continued to turn around and dig the grave.

Meng Tu was speechless, this Yuan Dingkun is a bad person.

Meng Tu's body moved, and he directly kicked Yuan Dingkun's back.

Yuan Dingkun stumbled, fell directly to the ground, and a dog gnawed on the mud.

Yuan Dingkun turned around and looked at Meng Tu angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death." ”

Han Dingshan on the side was also cold.

Chen Hai's body moved, blocking in front of Meng Tu, and looked at Han Dingshan vigilantly.

Han Dingshan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Chen Hai, people who are optimistic about you, don't come to hinder us." ”

Chen Hai is also a master who doesn't want to be angry, so he immediately replied: "We're happy, can you take care of it?" ”

"You ......" pointed at Chen Hai, and Han Dingshan blew his beard and glared.

Yuan Dingkun on the side had already brandished a machete and rushed towards Meng Tu.

For Yuan Dingkun, being kicked by Meng Tu and falling into the mud simply deeply stimulated his proud self-esteem.

Meng Tu pulled out the Cloud Thunder Sword and fought with Yuan Dingkun again, the two of them did not spare the slightest hand, they came up desperately, and greeted them to death.

Meng Tu kept slashing stars, a sword was as fast as a sword, just to kill Yuan Dingkun and vent his inner anger.

"When"

"When"

The sound of weapons resounding continuously, echoing throughout the mountain of blood.

The two fought as they moved up the hill.

This was deliberately done by Meng Tu, in order not to disturb the rest of the heroic spirit.

The higher you go, the fewer the graves, and it is obvious that the higher you go, the higher the pre-mortem cultivation of the buried, and the more noble the status.

At a glance, Meng Tu seemed to see Dugu Meng's name.

Dugu Meng, the first name engraved on the boulder, although the identity is not mentioned, it is not difficult to imagine that as the first name engraved on the boulder, it must have a different meaning.

Either it is a noble status, or a profound cultivation, or both.

Subconsciously, Meng Tu moved the battle to the side, not wanting to wake up the sleeping Heroic Spirit.

However, at this moment, a low, hoarse voice interrupted the exchange between the two.

"Who is here to make a noise and disturb the rest of the heroic spirits? ”

Meng Tu and Yuan Dingkun were creepy.

The voice appeared without warning, and not even a figure was seen.

Suddenly, Meng Tu felt as if he was locked, unable to move or speak.

Meng Tu was frightened, his hands and feet were cold.

Yuan Dingkun on the opposite side was the same, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Suddenly, without warning, an old man dressed in black, with white hair and a slender figure, appeared above their heads.

The old man is like a terminally ill worldly old man who is about to die.

After appearing, the old man kept coughing, Meng Tu's eyes were sharp, and he saw traces of blood in the palm of the old man's brown spots.

The old man was just levitating, coughing constantly, and after a long time, the old man felt better, and a hoarse voice sounded.

"A place of rejoicing for the dead, let no noise, go out. ”

After speaking, the old man slowly turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

After the old man left, Meng Tu and Yuan Dingkun regained control of their bodies.

"Who is he?" Meng Tu muttered as he looked at the disappeared old man.

"Could it be the corpse collector?" the inscription on the boulder "corpse collector" appeared in Meng Tu's mind.

However, no one could give Meng Tu an answer, maybe yes, maybe not.

Yuan Dingkun stood in place, shocked.

The appearance of a living old man in the mountains of blood full of graves is terrifying no matter how you look at it.

"Boy, you wait. After speaking, Yuan Dingkun didn't make a move, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Meng Tu stood in place and thought for a moment, then also turned around and went down the mountain.