(The two-in-one chapter, finally got this paragraph out.) Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info╮(╯▽╰)╭,Regarding the problem that many people say that the protagonist rebuilds,It's just a transition.,That's the end.。 ）

The expression on Yan Luo's face changed slightly, and then he solemnly kowtowed: "The matter of the Dao Ancestor Heavenly Monument, the villain is quite clear. ”

When he said this, there was a look of hesitation on his face, as if he was hesitant whether to continue.

Yan Luo hesitated for two breaths, his face was very solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "It's just that that thing is ominous, please be cautious." ”

Mo Chen frowned slightly, and raised his head to look at Yang Ruoxi, who was standing in the void.

Daozu Heavenly Monument is ominous!

This was the first time he had heard such a thing.

Yang Ruoxi shook her head slightly, her eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, and she didn't understand what Yan Luo meant.

Daozu Heavenly Monument, but the treasures left by Daozu back then, how could it be ominous?

If you remember correctly, this heavenly monument hidden in Nanling should be the yin monument of the Seven Heavens Monument.

Although there is no Yang Monument and the warmth of other Five Elements Heavenly Monuments, there may be some miracles around the Yin Monument, but it should have nothing to do with the ominous, right?

After all, it was a treasure left by Dao Ancestor!

Seeing the puzzled looks of the two, Yan Luo sighed softly, and said helplessly: "If the adults have to go, the villain can take the two adults to the location of the Heavenly Monument." With the unparalleled feng shui skills of adults, if you want to come there, you will definitely be able to see the problem. ”

"It's fine." A different color flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and the expression on his face remained unchanged and bowed slightly, and he said softly.

Yama's performance is too abnormal.

The two met for the first time, and he killed one of his subordinates.

According to common sense, the other party should wish he had died, but he repeatedly persuaded himself to leave the Daozu Heavenly Monument, and claimed that there was an ominous appearance there.

Regardless, things are a little out of order.

Yang Ruoxi lowered his figure, stood quietly beside Mo Chen, and said with an unchanged face: "Be careful, if this Yama Luo is really that person, he will definitely not be as simple as it seems on the surface." ”

Hearing this, Mo Chen's brows furrowed slightly.

Yan Luo, does Yang Ruoxi really know this person?

The thought in his heart turned, and before he could ask, he saw Yama raise the long sword in his hand and slash at the void.

Then, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the void like a galloping lightning.

Mo Chen looked up and saw that in front of Yan Luo, there was already an additional chariot pulled by two war horses.

The war horse is tall, the whole body is red as blood, and the four hooves are like flames burning, looking extraordinary.

The chariot was swarthy all over, with ancient inscriptions engraved on its body, and a blood-like flame burning all around it, faintly revealing a terrible aura. It was like a thousand horses roaring, launching a decisive charge towards the enemy.

Yama Luo stood in front of the chariot, looking at the chariot full of cold aura in front of him, his face showing a touch of gloom and a flash of excitement.

Soon, as long as the Heavenly Monument is taken away, the Feng Shui Array left by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty will definitely be self-defeating!

When the time comes, the king will be able to come back again.

When the king returns!

The shame brought to us by the Han Dynasty can only be washed with blood!

Thinking of the killing back then, Yama's eyes flashed with a terrifying chill, and his heart was filled with endless killing intent.

He closed his eyes slightly, stroked the war horse of the divine horse in front of him, took away the terrible killing intent in his eyes, turned around and respectfully bowed his hand to Mo Chen and the others: "Two adults, there are still tens of thousands of miles away from the Dao Ancestor Heavenly Monument here. We will need to travel through the Barbarian Ancient Road for a day's time to get there. ”

Mo Chen bowed his head slightly, and strode towards the chariot, not worrying at all about what Yama would do.

Although his strength is weak now, with his strong divine sense, he can also mobilize the vast power of heaven and earth to send out a terrifying feng shui killing technique.

It's just that although the divine sense is strong, it is also limited by the strength of the body.

Although he was able to burst out with terrifying power in an instant, he couldn't last long. It is precisely because of this that Mo Chen will agree to bring Yang Ruoxi after thinking about it.

At least when you encounter danger, you don't have to worry about not being able to take away the other party, so you can only be slaughtered by others.

Mo Chen now only wants to be able to reach the Heavenly Monument as quickly as possible. He's really fed up with such a weak cultivation now.

He couldn't wait to find the Heavenly Monument and borrow the power of the Heavenly Monument to restore his cultivation.

Mo Chen's thoughts turned, and his footsteps did not stop.

He stood behind him with his left hand behind him and his right hand in front of him, walking as if he had blended into the world, without the slightest sound of the wind.

If it weren't for the fact that the ghosts could clearly see his existence, they would even wonder if there really was such a person in the world.

But even so, the ghost pawns looked at Mo Chen, their faces were still wrinkled, and they felt very uncomfortable.

This kind of situation where they can see each other, but they can't perceive it with their divine sense, makes them feel like motion sickness, and their minds are dizzy.

They looked at Mo Chen's mysterious posture, and they couldn't help but wonder if they were ghosts, or if the other party was the real ghost?

Mo Chen ignored the doubts of the demons of the congregation, and walked lightly to the chariot, his toes tapped on the ground, and the whole person fell towards the chariot like a gentle goose feather.

Until he landed on the chariot, the two horses did not move in the slightest, as if they did not know anything about it.

Yan Luo looked at the figure of Mo Chen's chariot proudly, glanced at the two calm war horses, and his eyes shrank slightly.

This person's feng shui skills are extremely terrifying. Every move is integrated into the heaven and earth, so that people can't touch the slightest trace.

It's really weird, Lao Tzu has only fallen for thousands of years, and I didn't expect such a terrible monster to appear in the world. There are really people who can deduce the art of feng shui to the realm of legends.

Such a terrifying feng shui technique, I'm afraid that even the peak period of Mingjiao can be compared, right?

The thought in Yama's heart turned, but the expression on his face became more and more respectful.

Yang Ruoxi saw Mo Chen jump into the chariot, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he rolled his eyes weakly.

This stupid person, isn't he worried that it was someone else's trap, so he went up so recklessly. You must know that the other party is Yama, the Emperor of the Ming Sect Yin Luo Heavenly Son who shocked the world thousands of years ago!

Even if you have some miracles, your own weak cultivation is extremely restrictive. If Yama detects the abnormality, I'm afraid that he will suddenly turn his face, right?

Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you were still a little useful, my sister would really want to throw you bastard here.

Yang Ruoxidai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't wait to beat Mo Chen hard.

But at this time, in front of Yama, she couldn't show it, she could only lightly touch her toes, and the whole person was like a white cloud, floating towards the chariot.

Before Yang Ruoxi approached the chariot, the two war horses seemed to be stimulated, and they raised their heads and let out a terrifying neigh.

"Shhh

They stared at Yang Ruoxi's figure with blood-red eyes, their four hooves stepped on the ground, burning blood-colored flames, and made an attacking gesture.

"Noise!" Mo Chen snorted coldly, like a thunderbolt in the sky, causing everyone to frown and cover their ears.

With a light step on the chariot, a terrifying force spread, creating a distinct shockwave in the void. Before the two war horses could make a move, they seemed to be carrying thousands of feet of high mountains, and their four hooves suddenly sank into the ground more than a foot deep, and they knelt on the ground weakly!

Yang Ruoxi's movements in the air stiffened slightly, and then quickly jumped onto the chariot.

Her willow-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her autumn-like eyes looked at Mo Chen deeply, feeling that her choice was too reckless for the first time.

This person is really just a child of the Xie family?

Not to mention the calmness and wisdom that are not in line with the age, the strength that is displayed now alone is not lower than himself.

That every move can drive the power of the vast heaven and earth, I'm afraid that only a strong person above the Yuan God Ancestor can do it, right?

Could it be that he is reincarnated and reborn!

Yang Ruoxi was puzzled in her heart, and instantly thought of a possibility.

A strong person above the Yuan Shen will have the opportunity to be reincarnated as a human again when his longevity is about to end.

Although some people sink into reincarnation and can no longer wake up. However, some people, by chance, are able to awaken the wisdom of their previous lives and embark on the path of cultivation again.

Just when the two of them had just jumped into the chariot, the Heavenly Monument tens of thousands away was located.

Tianbei, located in a steep canyon deep in the Nanling Mountains, is about 60,000 miles away from Nanshan City.

From a distance, two tens of thousands of feet of high mountains are like divine soldiers reaching into the sky, towering in the vast Nanling Mountains. Between the two high mountains, there is a canyon more than ten zhang wide, and it looks as if someone has split the mountain in half with a sword!

The cliffs on both sides of the canyon are steep nearly 90 degrees, and the dark mountain rocks are full of mysterious patterns, which look mysterious and mysterious.

In the depths of the unfathomable canyon, a black stone monument the size of nine zhang stands quietly between the two mountains, like a tall door!

On the ground below the stele, there are dense ancient witch inscriptions, like a huge net, connecting the central stele and the mysterious patterns of the surrounding cliffs.

The witch is blood-colored, and it doesn't look so conspicuous on the pitch-black rocks, but it looks like a naturally occurring pattern.

Suddenly, the space around the monument rippled slightly, like a calm lake that had been thrown into small pebbles.

A blood-pupiled crow appeared above the Celestial Monument out of thin air. It stared at the Celestial Monument with its blood-colored eyes, and its wings were like a sharp arrow piercing towards the Celestial Monument.

I saw that the blood-pupiled crow hit its head on the heavenly monument, but it was like a fish thrown into the water, completely disappearing in a slight ripple.

After a breath, a dull sound came from below the Celestial Monument.

"After more than 10,000 years, has that man finally returned?" The sound was like a muffled thunder, and the shaking cliff trembled slightly.

In his words, there was a little excitement and a little sigh: "Huangquan Road, the other side of the flower." The flowers do not see the leaves, and the leaves do not see the flowers. However, sighing on the bridge, looking for cause and effect on the three-life stone. You're early, you're late! ”

Just when he sighed, an old voice suddenly sounded: "The king's words are wrong, he shouldn't have come." He is the source of the world's troubles, the biggest variable. ”

"Haha, what Aiqing said is reasonable. He shouldn't have come, he shouldn't have come! ”

"Alas, the old minister is rude, and he asks the king to atone for his sins."

"Crime, what a crime Aiqing has. All the sins in this world should be borne by that person! He is the real evil! ”

"Whether it's sin or virtue. His merits and demerits can only be evaluated by time. The old voice was a little helpless, a little sighing, and sighed: "Now that he has arrived in advance, the time is ripe for the king to get out of trouble." The old minister can accompany the king to this day, and he has no regrets in this life. ”

"Father, don't!" The strong voice was suddenly raised, with indescribable impatience and restlessness.

"Fan Zeng has served Xiang all his life. Life is not separated, death is not abandoned. Now, Zeng wants to break his promise. Shaoyu, take care. Fan Zeng's voice was low, with a little self-deprecation, a little emotion, and a little reluctance.

His voice fell, and his voice was full of unprecedented solemnity and determination, and he sang: "

With my soul, sacrifice to the sky. With my spirit, sacrifice to the earth!

Towering Chu, hundreds of millions of people. The blood is monstrous, and the battle to the death is endless!

Towering Chu, tens of thousands of heroes. The soul of the army is unparalleled, and it will not be defeated in a hundred battles!

Towering Chu, the land of one million. Luck is prosperous, and the emperor is immortal!

With my soul, I worship the people. With my spirit, sacrifice to a thousand armies! ”

"Father, don't!" Xiang Yu shouted loudly, with unprecedented anxiety, faintly revealing a bit of crying and grief.

Fan Zeng didn't seem to have heard of it, and there was no pause in the recitation.

As he chanted, the two towering mountains near the Heavenly Monument trembled slightly, like terrifying divine soldiers, and the mysterious lines on them resounded with blood-colored light.

For a moment, the terrifying blood light rose from the mountain peak to the sky, like a pillar of heaven and earth that supported heaven and earth.

At some point, the sky with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was covered by a thick blood cloud. The blood clouds are so vast that there is no end in sight, like a boundless sea of blood tumbling endlessly!

The sound of chanting became louder and louder, like thunder, exploding in the nine heavens.

With my soul, sacrifice to the sky. With my spirit, sacrifice to the earth!

Towering Chu, hundreds of millions of people. The blood is monstrous, and the battle to the death is endless!

As the sound of chanting continued to grow stronger, the vast blood clouds on the sky converged, like a huge boundless blood-colored vortex.

Among them, there are countless figures floating and struggling, but they are bound by the sea of blood. Their faces were bitter and hideous, and their eyes were filled with endless blood and hatred, and they cursed the world.

"Hate, Da Chu is incompetent, and the people are slaughtered. Hate, the king is incompetent, and the Great Chu State is broken. ”

"We hate, we hate."

"Revenge, we want revenge!"

"I curse, and the world will be destroyed."

"I curse, the world is born and destroyed, and it returns to chaos."

The sea of blood rolls, and countless souls are bound. They wanted to break free from the shackles of the sea of blood with hideous faces, but they could only be washed by the waves of blood again and again, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of blood with the waves.

Dozens of miles outside the canyon where the monument is located, thousands of wooden houses and tents are arranged in an orderly manner.

If it weren't for the new texture of the wooden house, I am afraid I would never have thought of it. This small town-like settlement in front of me has only been formed for less than half a month.

Here, all the Taobao customers who came to Nanling to hunt for treasures gathered, including disciples of the Great Sect and scattered cultivators. The lowest of their cultivation is only innate, and the highest is already at the peak of Jindan.

At this time, the heavens and the earth changed suddenly, and the settlement was in chaos.

The disciples of the major sects gathered one after another, and scattered people to find friends and join together, and each used their own means to be vigilant.

A Taoist with a white beard looked up at the sky, listening to the vast and sacred chanting and the curse coming from the blood cloud, and his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

His forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his eyes looked at the sea of blood in distraction, and he muttered: "The sky is stained with blood, and the heavens and the earth are colored." The overlord is immortal, and the war spirit is immortal.

That legend turned out to be true, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings back then, just to suppress the overlord of Chu and never be able to live forever. ”

"It's over. If the overlord of Chu is born, we will definitely die. A middle-aged man dressed in a Han official uniform looked up at the changes in the sky, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

"Amitofu, why do sentient beings suffer?" A monk with a delicate face, looking up at the endless souls of the dead in the sky, his clear eyes dripping two crystal tears, kneeling on the muddy ground, let out a low cry of grief.

"Boom."

Just when the settlement was in chaos, the two peaks shook violently, as if they could completely collapse at any moment.

"It's the Heavenly Monument, the Heavenly Monument is about to be born!"

"No, it's the overlord of Chu who is about to be born."

Everyone looked at the two towering peaks that had undergone great changes and exclaimed one after another.

At this moment, an illusory figure suddenly rushed from the canyon to the sky, and then the old and sacred voice exploded: "With my soul, worship the people." With my spirit, I will sacrifice to a thousand armies. Although Chu has three households, Yongchang will not be destroyed! ”

When everyone heard the voice, they saw an illusory figure of an old man, with a fearless and indifferent smile on his face, took a deep look at the earth, and then plunged into the sea of blood!

"Hate!"

"We hate!"

As soon as he threw himself into the sea of blood, he was captured by the revenant soul, and his life was torn apart into countless remnants and devoured.

Those resentful spirits who devoured Fan Zeng's soul gradually appeared with a flash of light in their eyes, as if they had gotten rid of endless resentment.

Those dead souls woke up, their faces showed remorse, and they shouted sadly: "Fan Xiang is good, although Chu has three households, Yongchang will not be destroyed!" ”

At some point, the ancient chant echoed in the sea of blood, and countless awakened souls let out a roar of grief.

Towering Chu, hundreds of millions of people. The blood is monstrous, and the battle to the death is endless!

Towering Chu, tens of thousands of heroes. The soul of the army is unparalleled, and it will not be defeated in a hundred battles!

Towering Chu, the land of one million. Luck is prosperous, and the emperor is immortal!

"Roar! Father! A terrifying roar sounded from the ground, like the explosion of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, shaking the mountains within a radius of thousands of miles to tremble slightly.

The roar was like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth. and with indescribable grief, people can't help but moisten the corners of their eyes.

With that loud roar, the sea of blood in the sky trembled suddenly, as if he was a little afraid.

Faintly, everyone could see the figure of an old man standing above the sea of blood, looking peacefully at the mountains below, as if looking at an old man who had gone away.

"I sighed on the bridge, and looked for cause and effect on the Sansheng stone. It's time for him to get his stuff back. Shaoyu, take care. ”

Above the sea of blood, that faint spiritual light turned into a streamer of light, galloping towards the north.

As the aura dissipates, the great changes in this place have just begun.

The boundless sea of blood grew deeper and lower, as if it was about to fall completely into the earth and destroy this world.

A looming winding road runs through the South Ridge, dead and terrifying, revealing an indescribable weirdness. On both sides of the road, there are bewitching flowers blooming like fire!