The rain of blood was pouring down in the sky, and it was getting heavier and heavier. The earth shook and whispered, as if it were wailing and weeping.

Looking at the rows of tombstones in front of her, the female ghost's face was shocked, and her tone was rapid and heavy: "The place of the Holy Fall." It is the place where the saint fell. Legend has it that only the saints who succeeded in preaching and were recognized by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth were after the fall. It will cause the vision of heaven and earth mourning together, the sun and the moon weeping together, and all souls crying together. And, in the land of their fall, this vision will not go away for the rest of their lives!"

"Legend has it that under the saints, everything is ants. A saint, standing at the top of heaven and earth, even if he experiences a great tribulation of heaven and earth, he is still an immortal and immortal existence. ”

The female ghost was shocked in her heart at the moment, her plump breasts, her violent ups and downs, looking at the blood rain in the sky, and her eyes full of tears showed doubts and shock: "Originally, I thought that the reason why the ancient realm where we were located could be preserved was because of the existence of these heaven and earth powers. Unexpectedly, the universe collapsed, and they couldn't escape. How did the Ancient Realm survive?"

"Saint?"

Li Xiuyuan was puzzled, in the message left by the Wind and Dust True Immortal, he had never seen this title? As far as he knew, the supreme of the God Realm was the top existence in the universe.

"Nuwa, Sanqing, you should have heard of it, right?" the female ghost glanced at Li Xiuyuan and explained, "They are the legendary saints. In addition, the West pioneered Buddhism's quasi-mention and introduction. and the legendary Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan three emperors of the human race. ”

"It's just that although their status is comparable to that of saints, they are not really saints. Because, the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth recognized by the way of heaven, as long as the human race exists for one day. The Three Emperors, who relied on the luck of the human race to become enlightened, are immortal and immortal existences. Therefore, his strength and status are equal to those of saints! On the contrary, if the human race is wiped out, the Three Emperors will also disappear!

Therefore, they are not true saints. Because, everything they do depends on the luck of the human race. Unlike other saints, who rely on themselves and preach!'

"How does this sound so similar to those flood novels?" Li Xiuyuan was shocked, it was unbelievable. He has also read novels at a certain point, such as the flood wilderness and the novels of cultivating immortals, which are his favorites. Those authors are all people with great powers, or they are the people who survived that era.

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan had the urge to go outside immediately and visit those great gods!

"Also, in the battle between the legendary emperor and Chiyou, Shennong tasted all the herbs. If you count it according to time, it is only a few thousand years, and it is impossible to say at all. Li Xiuyuan, this moment is really messy, and countless doubts fill my heart.

"After all, legends are just legends, and they can't be fully believed. How can you be sure that the time of those legends must be correct?!" The female ghost replied lightly.

"Do you know anything?" Li Xiuyuan looked expectant.

"I don't know!" the female ghost shook her head, pointed at the golden Buddha light with her jade finger, and said, "But, I think the owner of this light should know!

"That's right, why didn't I think of it!" Li Xiuyuan suddenly realized. This ancient city, as you can see at a glance, has existed for an endless period of time. The owner of that Buddha's light, who is in it and has existed for years, is probably beyond their imagination. With his antiquity, he knows the secrets of antiquity, there must be a lot.

One person and one ghost no longer delayed, and directly followed the Buddha's light and went deep into the tomb!

Soon, they came to the center of the tomb.

The journey was smooth and there were no shocks.

Many of the tall tombstones have long since been weathered. Even, the vast majority are already dilapidated. Well-preserved, there are only a few pieces.

"The tomb of the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty!"

"The Tomb of the Eastern Ghost Emperor Shendi!"

"The tomb of Zhao Wenhe, the ghost emperor of the West!"

"The tomb of the Northern Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng!"

"The tomb of the Southern Ghost Emperor Du Ziren!"

"The Tomb of the Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi!"

"What is this?" Li Xiuyuan and the female ghost were stunned by the few tombstones that were kept intact! The ancient words on it made it clear to one person and one ghost that the people buried below. Or it should be said that it is a god, it is the Emperor Fengdu and the Emperor of the Five Directions.

"What is the reason for the collapse of the universe, the Emperor Xudu, the ruler of the Netherworld, and the ghost emperor of the five directions have fallen and their souls are scattered? No······· It's not just them!"

Li Xiuyuan turned around and looked at the tombstones he saw along the way.

The text on it, though mutilated by the broken tombstones, has become incomplete. But Li Xiuyuan still recognized it, they were all gods of the underworld!

For example, not far away, there was only one tombstone of Chu left, which should be the king of Chu Jiang among the ten halls of Yama! Around his tombstone, there were the tombstones of the other nine kings.

On the outermost tombstone, Li Xiuyuan saw words such as 'black and white', 'cow and horse', 'Tai Yuan' judge, and so on. It should be, the legendary black and white impermanence, the bull head and horse face, and the legendary Hades sat down as the judge of the underworld.

As for that Tai Yuan, as expected, it should be Meng Po.

"None of the gods of the underworld have escaped! So who erected these tombstones?" Along the way, Li Xiuyuan's doubts in his heart became even greater. A chill swept through his body, making him creepy. What did the ancient universe go through at the beginning, and how did the world they live in survive.

Who erected these tombstones of the gods of the underworld?

Why did the owner of the Buddha's light want to see him?

There are too many doubts, which makes Li Xiuyuan almost crazy.

"Jizo's Tomb!"

A man and a ghost came to the end of the Buddha's light! The scene that appeared in the eyes of the two made their pupils shrink and their expressions changed suddenly! What they saw in front of them was not the god they imagined, but a tombstone. The golden Buddha light was revealed from the tombstone, and the clear words on it made the two of them exclaim at the same time.

"Jizo! Could it be the legendary one, the hell is not empty, and the king of Jizo who swears not to become a Buddha?" Seeing the legendary name again, Li Xiuyuan was only slightly stunned, and his heart was quickly relieved.

Emperor Xudu, Emperor of the Five Directions, Ten Palaces of Yama!

These myths and legends, since they are all real. Now, it is not unacceptable for another Jizo king to appear.

What shocked him was that the tombstone of King Jizo was here. That means that he is already dead, how can he emit the Buddha's light and voice and let himself come.

"Where do you look?" the female ghost poked Li Xiuyuan gently, pointed to the Jizo cemetery, a place behind it, and whispered!

"Pingxin Niangniang, the tomb of Houtu!"

Li Xiuyuan looked down, and the tombstone that was about to stand in the blood rain appeared in front of him. The text above made him a little unexpected!

"Houtu, isn't it one of the twelve ancestors in the legend?, how did you become a peaceful lady again?" The tall, towering tombstone in the sky, surrounded by a dark fog, and the blood rain falling from the sky was like a storm. In addition, there is a petal, a rain of white petals like lotus flowers, falling down.

The tears in Li Xiuyuan's eyes did not stop, and the sadness in his heart became even stronger. With that tombstone as the center, within a radius of ten miles, the petals as white as snow lotus, exuding a holy shimmer, like fairy flowers from the fairy world, floating and falling. The range of the lotus falling, the whole sky, is permeated, that kind of deep sadness!