The sky is like ink, the stars and the moon disappear, as if falling into eternal darkness, the earth is bloody, and the earth is silent. It's an ancient battlefield of unknown age, with crumbling wreckage, rotting armor, and rusty weapons underneath.

Mountains of corpses and blood flowing.

Yan Qing was alone, like a spectator, walking numbly in this Shura hell. Quietly watching the terrifying devils, carrying corpses on their backs, walked out of the ancient battlefield and disappeared into the distance.

Those god corpses, demon bodies, immortal bodies, Buddha bodies, and demon remains in the gods and demons cemetery......

It all seems to come from here.

"Immortals, demons, gods, Buddhas, demons......"

Yan Qing's heart was extremely shocked, immortals can live forever, but they are dead, demons can be undefeated, but they are dead, and gods can reach the sky, but they are dead......

They were all mythical beings, but the myth was shattered before his eyes.

Yan Qing's face was expressionless, stepping on the mud step by step, black blood water constantly coming out of her feet, accompanied by a disgusting* smell. Is this blood water of gods, or demons, or immortals, Buddhas, or demons......

No one knows.

Behind this battlefield, there was an endless darkness, and in the darkness there was the shadow of a mountain.

That is the other half of Tiandi Mountain.

Heavenly Emperor Mountain became more and more mysterious in Yan Qing's eyes, as if it was hiding some earth-shattering secret, so that the immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas fought for it, even if they died, they were willing.

In that case, why did you get caught up here?

I'm just a stranger.

Yan Qing stood quietly, looking at the Heavenly Emperor Mountain hidden in the darkness, and the remnant souls that were still fighting for thousands of years.

I wanted to look up to the sky and yell, but I couldn't.

That heart also sank little by little, and the whole person walked towards the darkness like a walking corpse.

I don't know how much I walked, Yan Qing silently walked into that darkness, and in that darkness there was a miserable white crescent, and the crescent moon was sprinkled with a faint moonlight.

In the moonlight, a figure in Tsing Yi walked quietly.

He carried a rusty iron sword and a broken string, and wore a light gray cloth coat, dressed in an unpretentious, ordinary student attire.

The whole person is not brilliant, but on that thin face, there are a pair of clear and abnormal eyes.

The eyes are dark, bright, and clear.

He was walking quietly, step by step into the darkness.

When Yan Qing saw this person, her silent heart woke up again, and her eyes stared at the figure in Tsing Yi. In his body, a strange and familiar aura was felt......

It's an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Yan Qing was a little shocked, he didn't know where that familiarity came from, he had never seen this man in Tsing Yi at all, why did he have such a familiar atmosphere?

Could it be that he, like himself, is just a spectator of this piece of heaven and earth?

Yan Qing hurriedly chased after him, and through the miserable white moonlight, he found that under his feet seemed to be a swamp. Moreover, there were the remains of corpses on the swamp, and clusters of blue flames floated above them.

Rotten dead trees, black silt, stinking blood, incomplete wreckage, that's all that darkness is.

The figure in Tsing Yi was walking cautiously, and Yan Qing was also walking cautiously behind him. At this time, the yin wind blowing up became more and more cold, and the howling of ghosts and gods became more and more terrifying.

In the depths of the swamp, it seemed to be darker and stranger, and the atmosphere was getting more and more dull.

It's all eerie!

With the faint moonlight, Yan Qing followed the figure in Tsing Yi and continued to walk into the depths, but saw the wreckage piling up into a mountain and a river of blood.

The swamp was dyed a deep black and emitted a foul smell. Moreover, it was as lifeless as hell as far as the eye could see, and it was even more terrifying than the ancient battlefield outside.

In the dark night, with no end in sight, Yan Qing went deeper and deeper, and her heart became more and more shocked.

Could it be that this is the Heavenly Emperor Mountain?

Under the moonlight, the sound coming from the depths of the swamp became clearer and clearer, as if it was crawling and struggling, or shouting, or impacting, which made Yan Qing feel terrified and shocked in her heart.

"What the hell is this place, how can the Emperor Mountain Forbidden Land be like this?"

Yan Qing stopped, but the figure in Tsing Yi in front of him paused slightly, and continued to walk in. At this time, the sound that came out became louder and louder, and the range became wider and wider, densely resounding into a large area.

In an instant, the lifeless air soared into the sky, like a black light that broke through the sky, breaking through the night.

Yan Qing felt the sudden change in the aura around her, and suddenly looked up, and saw that the miserable white crescent moon seemed to be faintly turning red, exuding blood.

"What the hell is this place, this is not the forbidden land of Emperor Mountain at all. ”

Yan Qing became more and more frightened in his heart, but he was also more and more curious, and this is definitely not a good place, should he go in?

As I got closer to the depths of the darkness, my heart tensed up, and my heart beat faster, as if something was about to happen.

With the faint moonlight, Yan Qing saw the scene in the depths clearly, and her heart trembled suddenly. At this time, a chill surged from under his feet, which made people feel creepy.

Soldiers dressed in ancient armor and holding halberds in their hands kept crawling out of the blood-colored mud, blood dripping from their bodies. It was densely packed and large, and the depths of the swamp were full of soldiers, and I couldn't see it at a glance, and I didn't know how many there were.

Yan Qing was dumbfounded, unable to speak in her heart, and stared at everything in front of her.

The Tsing Yi figure seemed to be the same.

The faint moonlight, shining on the ancient and obsolete armor or rusty weapons, actually emitted a cold light that penetrated into the bones. Every soldier exudes an ancient and dead aura, but the killing intent is soaring, and it is terrifying to see.

The soldiers were tall or short, old or young, some with missing feet, some with stump arms, and few of them were intact. All of them were silent, without a trace of anger.

It's a dead man!

They were all dead soldiers, Yan Qing was shocked in her heart, and she didn't know what was going on in front of her.

How could a dead soldier crawl out of the ground?

In addition to countless soldiers, there are also ancient chariots and tall skeleton horses in armor......

At this time, the murderous aura in the swamp broke through the endless night.

After all the soldiers crawled out, they were neatly arranged, like a marching procession, one square position after another. Each soldier was wearing ancient armor and holding a halberd, exuding a strong murderous aura.

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