On the black mountains, the sky is as black as ever, as if it has fallen into eternal darkness, buried for countless years.

Zhao Zi stopped from afar, and looked at the hundred-foot-high killing monument with a horrified gaze. That bloodied killing word exuded an eternal monstrous killing intent, making him dare not take another half step.

The majestic killing intent rose to the sky, killing the heavens in the town.

Yes, it is to kill the heavens.

"Extreme, Dao, Kill, Word, Monument!"

Zhao Zi's heart was extremely shocked, setting off a shocking wave, he couldn't believe everything he saw, and bit out of his mouth one by one. He never thought that there really existed in this world, such a shocking existence, and it was on the Heavenly Emperor Mountain.

The one in front of me is not only the Extreme Killing Monument, but also the Killing Monument of the Town.

This is a god against the heavens that kills the heavens.

After a long time, Zhao Zi's gaze moved away from the killing monument and landed on the figure of a young man in Tsing Yi in front of it. That figure seems to have existed there since ancient times, and I don't know how many millions of years I have been sitting there.

He has no sorrow, no joy, no sorrow, no joy, and seems to be just a statue.

At this time, Zhao Zi couldn't tell if it was a real person or an afterimage left by ancient times, but he knew that this figure was Yan Qing, an outstanding disciple of the Heavenly Emperor Academy.

But who brought him here?

Moreover, it also traveled back in time and space, back to an ancient and unknowable ancient era. Who is it, the means are so good that they can reverse time and space?

This is simply unimaginable.

Zhao Zi's heart fluctuated, what he saw was too shocking, and if it was spread, it would definitely cause turbulence. Although since ancient times, the Thirteenth Emperor has left a lot of legends, and the Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument is one of them.

However, that's just legend.

Legends and seeing with his own eyes are two different things, Zhao Zi couldn't imagine that the tenth Heavenly Emperor was strong enough to use the Extreme Dao Killing Monument to kill the heavens.

Extreme Killing Monument, Extreme Will!

Yan Qing was comprehending the will of the Extreme Dao, but Zhao Zi was also a little confused, even he could not comprehend the will of the Extreme Dao, how could Yan Qing be able to comprehend it?

At this time, Zhao Zi approached step by step, every step was thrilling, sweating profusely, and walking as heavy as ten thousand jun.

This is the breath of the will of the Extreme.

If he sat here for a thousand years, he Zhao Zi could break the cage of heaven and earth and truly take that step. So Zhao Zi sat down and began to feel the aura emanating from the will of the Extreme Dao with his heart.

Although he was unable to comprehend the will of the Extreme Dao with his realm, the breath of this Extreme Will was of great help to his cultivation. At this time, he may have understood why there are two guarding lines on the Heavenly Emperor Mountain, and what they are guarding may be this Extreme Killing Monument.

Perhaps, this is the ultimate secret of Tiandi Mountain.

It's just that he didn't know that there was not just one Extreme Dao Killing Monument on this mountain, but seven. Moreover, the seventh Extreme Dao Killing Monument is not on the peak of Tiandi Mountain.

I don't know how long it has been, it seems like a year, as if it is another 10,000 years.

Zhao Zi has been silent in this breath of extreme will, as if the whole person has been integrated into this breath, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Yan Qing's figure was gone.

Perhaps, it was really an afterimage.

An afterimage of an ancient unknown.

In the ancient time and space of I don't know how many thousands of years ago, in front of the first Extreme Dao Killing Monument, Yan Qing sat quietly, as if the whole person was also integrated into this breath.

Extreme Dao will is not something that anyone can comprehend, so even Yan Qing can't. Although he couldn't, Yan Qing's will was much stronger than before.

Compared to before, it's just a day and a place.

There are strong and weak wills, the stronger the willpower, the stronger the spiritual power, and the stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the soul.

However, the strength of the soul does not mean that the will is strong.

At this time, Yan Qing woke up, although his will became stoic and his soul became stronger. However, his heart is still very calm, with a bit of great sorrow and not sadness, great joy and displeasure.

"Could it be that he sent me in just to exercise my will and strengthen my soul?" Yan Qing pondered, the strength of his soul now far surpassed that of other Dantian Realm cultivators.

Even a Jindan-level cultivator may not be able to compare. Now Yan Qing's soul strength has reached the strength of condensing the primordial spirit, or even stronger.

To condense the primordial spirit, it is generally necessary to go to the upper realm of Jindan.

Yan Qing guessed that his soul strength had reached the strength of the Fish Transformation Realm. At this time, his gaze fell on the Extreme Dao Killing Monument, but his gaze seemed to pass through the Killing Monument.

The black and white fog circle in his mind slowly turned, and a mysterious power fell on his eyes, making his eyes seem to have the ability to see through all falsehood.

After three months of life, he saw the second Extreme Dao Killing Monument, and the second Extreme Killing Monument was the same as the first Killing Monument.

However, Yan Qing's gaze still did not stop, and seemed to continue to pass through the second Killing Monument, landing on the third Killing Monument, followed by the fourth Killing Monument, and the fifth......

Until the seventh Extreme Dao Killing Monument at the end, his lifespan burned out for seven years.

When his gaze fell through the seventh Extreme Dao Killing Monument, he finally landed on the peak of Heavenly Emperor Mountain. The peak of Tiandi Mountain was still dark, a darkness with no heavens and no stars.

In the darkness, there was a circle of terrifying black matter, which seemed to have a shape and an intangible, a very peculiar existence.

Yan Qing's gaze passed through the darkness again, and his gaze turned in circles, and at this time, his lifespan was burned out for twelve years at once.

After passing through the swirling black mass, he saw a terrifying presence, a city that seemed to be infinitely large.

I don't know how to build the city, the whole is black, and it is shrouded in a strong dead air, which covers the sky and does not see the light of day all year round, and it is extremely cold.

A horrible dead city.

What Yan Qing saw was a dead city.

On the gate of the dead city, he saw two words, those two words exuded the power of seducing the soul, as if they had hooked Yan Qing's soul away.

He just glanced at it, and then he was dizzy and fainted on the ground, as if he couldn't see through the dead city even with the "Art of Fate".

As he fainted, he faintly heard a roar.

A posthumous roar!

A roar from the ancients!

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