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"Ah, this is the world of death...... "The little thing looked at the battlefield of death full of bones, full of curiosity, and said: "Is there really a king in the depths of the continent? There is also an ancient demon city that is very similar to the dead city, when will we go to the deepest part of the exploration?"

If it had been before, Xiao Chen would naturally not dare to enter the depths of the world of death, because there was a supreme king there. But now that Fang Haoran is by his side, even if he encounters a half-ancestor, he can kill them, and those kings are naturally not a problem. He couldn't help but look at Fang Haoran expectantly, expecting Fang Haoran to agree.

Fang Haoran's eyes were like torches, seeing through the distance of thousands of miles, but he didn't see the depths of the death world, it was still only on the periphery. The world of death is too huge, even if it is the human realm, the immortal realm, etc., combined, it is less than one-ten-thousandth of the world of death.

The world of the dead is not full of undead creatures, but also humans, and these humans are not pure-blooded humans, but are multiplied by the descendants left behind by the king of flesh and blood, and are called gods in the world of death.

Xiao Chen's ability to enter Kyushu came from the help of a divine village.

Fang Haoran and Keke stayed in the Divine Village for a few days, and after they were roughly familiar with some of the situations in this world, they headed towards the depths of the world of death. Of course, Xiao Chen also followed.

The plane laws of the dead world are different from the human world, and they are extremely special, so they can create undead creatures. Fang Haoran wanted to learn more about the world of death, and the group of three did not fly, walking on foot along the way. Of course, even so, they are much faster than the average person.

Along the way, Fang Haoran also heard the legend of Wu Zu. At the beginning, after Wu Zu was resurrected by Fang Haoran, he entered the world of death. Wu Zu seemed to be looking for something, and it also caused a storm in the world of death.

In this way, Fang Haoran was even more sure that he was on the right path, and walked all the way down the trail of Wu Zu. He came this time mainly to find the temple left by Wu Zu. In the Martial Ancestor's temple, there was an Ancestral Divine Essence, which was exactly what Fang Haoran needed, and there was also a broken battle sword in it, which should not be missed.

The twenty-four battle sword stone statue had already been put away by Fang Haoran, and he had also obtained the Heavenly Tablet Technique, although he could not summon the Battle Sword without fully cultivating, but he could also borrow the subtleties of the Heavenly Monument Technique to visualize the formation diagram in the Battle Sword, that was what Fang Haoran wanted.

Walking forward, this walk was a full two years, during which he passed through many kings' cities, and some kings who came to provoke without knowing whether they were alive or dead were all suppressed by Fang Haoran, and the fire was refined and left for Xiao Chen to absorb. Xiao Chen was almost overwhelmed, and he couldn't digest so much fire at all, but this guy is also a BUG existence, after practicing the Heavenly Tablet Exercises, the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points in the body can store almost unlimited energy, and these powerful fire energies are all stored in the acupuncture points by him, and he will become a half-ancestor in the future, which is where he far surpasses other half-ancestors.

However, along the way, more kings' cities were empty, and many kings headed to the depths of the continent, and it seems that something big happened in the depths of the Death Continent.

Fang Haoran was also very curious in his heart, even in the original work of the Immortal Realm, the description of the depths of the death world was not very detailed. Wu Zu, as well as those kings, are all heading towards the depths of the world of death, obviously something big.

It wasn't until the fifth year that Fang Haoran finally found the first destination of his trip.

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The Plains of Death, as far as the eye can see.

Ahead, there were bursts of sounds, although the sound was not loud, but it contained a devastating force!

Far ahead, there seems to be something terrifying.

"Boom"

On the blood-colored plain, the only three mountains disappeared in an instant.

"Rustling ......"

It was like the faint sound of the wind blowing up grains of sand, but the power was incomparable, and it seemed to destroy everything.

The gray mist was surging from the horizon like a tide, and the sound was still very faint, like the rustling of falling leaves, very soft, and there was no trace of rage.

"It's terrifying!" exclaimed Keke, as its energy was being corroded by the gray mist. Fortunately, it not only opened Paradise Lost, but also took Xiao Chen in.

"Devil Mist!" At this moment, even Fang Haoran's expression was slightly solemn, but there was also a hint of joy.

This gray mist is the unconscious ghost after the death of the ancestral god, which can corrode the power of the half-ancestor. Except for the existence of transcending the king, anyone who enters cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.

Although this gray mist is powerful, it can't corrode Fang Haoran's physical body, his physical body has reached the ancestral god realm, so he can not be afraid of this gray mist. The reason why Fang Haoran was happy was because he knew that this piece of devil fog was transformed by the ghosts of the two ancestral gods who were killed by Martial Ancestor after their deaths, and since he found the devil fog, it meant that Martial Ancestor's palace was inside.

However, something happened that made Fang Haoran extremely annoying, although the gray mist could not corrode his body, it could shield his divine thoughts, his divine thoughts were still half-ancestor Nine Heavens, far from reaching the realm of the ancestral gods, so in this gray mist, he couldn't radiate too far at all.

The area of the Devil Mist was incomparably vast, almost no less than the size of a human realm, and it took a few years for Fang Haoran to find Martial Ancestor's palace.

It was an island, an island suspended in the gray mist!

It's not so much an island as a floating boulder that can look like half a square kilometer.

The black stone body has no luster, only faint energy fluctuations, but it can resist the erosion of gray mist, which is enough to show that it is extraordinary.

"Chaos Stone!" Fang Haoran raised his eyebrows slightly, in the bedroom of the Beginningless Emperor in the Heaven Covering World, he had seen an identical stone. However, the Chaos Stone of the Beginningless Emperor is only one size, and it can only be used as a bed, and the Chaos Stone in front of him is half a square kilometer, if it is brought to the Heaven Covering World, I am afraid it will cause madness, this is a material that can cast the emperor's soldiers, even the Great Emperor may not be able to find it, let alone so much?

"Be sure to take it away. Fang Haoran was very simple. He knew that since Martial Ancestor hadn't taken this Chaos Stone away, it would definitely be left to him.

Keke exclaimed, "There's someone up there." ”

There was indeed a humanoid creature on it, but it seemed to have run out of oil, lying motionless on the black boulder.

"That's a devil!" Xiao Chen was surprised.

This is indeed a devil creature, with a height of two meters, except for the head, the body is covered with purple scales, a blue hair has long lost its luster, and a spiral of silver horns is born on the head. Regardless of the scales around him, this devil's face is quite handsome, especially the fact that he has a pair of fluffy bear ears, which alleviates his vicious temperament as a devil.

"This should be the king named Ying Xiong. Fang Haoran thought at first that it was the evil half-ancestor who had devoured the flesh and blood of the ancestral god, but after seeing the other party's appearance and aura clearly, he realized that it should not be.

The devil lay weakly on the ground, the oil was exhausted, and if he could not sense the glimmer of life in his body, he would almost think that it was a dried corpse.

Several people waited for the island, and the fog gradually dissipated, only to see that in the sky of the island, there was a palace surrendering, looming, if there was nothing.

"Don't look at it, that palace can't be entered at all!" Ying Xiong recovered a lot with the help of Keke, and finally had the strength to speak.

"Really?"

Fang Haoran smiled slightly, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and suddenly:

The vicissitudes of life and the breath of the past are rushing towards you, as if a piece of ancient ruins has just been unearthed, giving people the feeling of endless years, as if it is not a palace, but a screenshot of a long history.

The heavenly palace suspended in the gray mist descended slowly like duckweed, very slowly, but it gave people a grand and majestic atmosphere.

Ying Xiong was dumbfounded, he had been here for almost 10,000 years, and he couldn't enter the palace, he had always thought that it was a dream bubble, a mirage. He didn't know that Fang Haoran had the magic left by the Martial Ancestor, so he could naturally open the Heavenly Palace.

When I finally arrived at the eyes, it was completely made of reddish-brown stones, engraved with the wind and frost of time.

In front of the main hall in the center of the Heavenly Palace is a row of huge stone pillars, thirty meters high, five or six people can hold hands to hug each other, carved with ancient patterns, all of them are gods, devils and monsters, lifelike, as if there is a soul, as if they want to break through the wall.

"How do I think the people on these pillars are glaring at me. "Ying Xiong already has the strength to go around these stone pillars.

"These people are kings, I don't know how many thousands of years have been sealed, and they are long dead. Fang Haoran saw through the truth at a glance.

"Let's go inside!"

Ying Xiong has been trapped here for 10,000 years, and he has long been frightened, but Fang Haoran is not afraid. He knew that this place was the Martial Ancestor Heavenly Palace, and he had the magic technique that was opened here, and he could control all the formations. Moreover, the most powerful guy in this is only the peak of the half-ancestor. In the original book, Xiao Chen and others were tortured by that guy for decades and almost died. But Fang Haoran was not afraid, not to mention that he was only a half-ancestor peak, even if the ancestral god came, he would dare to fight for three thousand rounds.

Fang Haoran went straight to the door, and after passing through a deserted garden, he entered a small garden.

Xiao Chen and the others were very surprised, there was such a pure land in the death-like ancient palace, which made people feel incredible, like a dream.

"That's the Yin Wood Ginseng Fruit, no, could it be the legendary Yin Yang Fruit?!" Keke exclaimed, and quickly rushed forward.

"Foodie. Ying Xiong pursed his lips disdainfully. However, when he noticed the sacred tree in the garden, he was also taken aback, revealing a look of heart.

The three towering trees are lush and green, each branch is as crystal clear as jade, and the leaves are even more brilliant and colorful. Each of the branches on it is full of fruit, full of fruit, fragrant, and the fragrance of the surrounding flowers is far from comparable to it.

The three ancient trees are as vigorous as dragons, and I don't know how many years they have grown, at first glance they are really similar to the Purple Diamond Yin Wood Tree, and the shape of the fruit is exactly the same.

The difference is only in the color, the three ancient trees are not a single purple, except for a little purple light, the most important thing is black light and white light, crystal flashing.

This is the legendary Yin-Yang Tree.

With a wave of its claws, the Coco beast wanted to take all three ancient trees into Paradise Lost. That's what it's always used to. When encountering natural treasures, you must always dig into Paradise Lost and plant them, so that you can enjoy them at any time in the future.

However, when the supernatural powers fell, the three ancient trees did not move.

Keke was so anxious that he was about to sweat, but he didn't dare to use brute force, for fear of destroying these three peerless ancient trees.

"Don't worry!"

Fang Haoran's eyes were like torches.

He stepped forward and stomped his foot, and the ground of the small garden shook. The three ancient trees were uprooted and flew into the air.

"Come out!"

"Babble, babble!" Keke was in a hurry, worried that Fang Haoran would destroy these three ancient trees, it would be a pity.

At this moment, the light flashed in mid-air, and the three ancient trees turned into three kind old men, with gray hair, and the Taoist robes they wore were also black and white, like a combination of yin and yang fish.

"You ......" Xiao Chen and Ying Xiong were both taken aback. It's not a strange thing to think about it immediately, after all, the three yin-yang trees have been growing for more than 500,000 years, and it is a matter of course to transform into shape.

After these three plants were transformed, they were also half-ancestor-level powerhouses, and after some "persuasion" by Fang Haoran, they agreed to plant the body in Paradise Lost. In fact, this is also good for them, and they don't have to worry about ontology problems in the future.

"Let's go!"

Fang Haoran and his entourage soon came to the deepest hall of the Heavenly Palace.

The sight in front of them surprised them, there was a pool of bright red blood on the reddish-brown ground, which was so eye-catching, and there were three broken swords next to it, which were stained with a lot of blood droplets.

The blood did not condense, the light was soaring, and the murder seemed to have happened not long ago.

Ancestral Blood!

Xiao Chen and Ying Xiong were both shocked, Ancestral God, that was the supreme existence, and he had shed so much blood.

Fang Haoran and Keke didn't think it was a big deal, when they were in the abyss of the Spell Realm, they had even seen a lot of ancestral corpses, and they had also refined, if they said it, I was afraid that they would scare the jaws of these two guys off.

Fang Haoran's gaze stayed on the three broken battle swords. And Xiao Chen on the side was also extremely shocked, this kind of war sword, obviously from the same source as the twenty-four war swords on his body, was one of the most powerful weapons in the world, and it was actually broken. What kind of battle has been going on here?

Fang Haoran silently picked up the battle sword and sensed it carefully, but he didn't sense the formation inside the battle sword. It seems that with the breaking of the sword, the formation diagram has also disappeared in a restrained manner. If the sword is compared to a carrier, then the array diagram is the data stored inside it, and the array diagram can only be summoned when the carrier is complete.

"It seems that we are going to find the Eternal Light to repair the battle sword!" Fang Haoran knew that without repairing the battle sword, it would be absolutely impossible to get the formation diagram in it. However, he originally planned to find the Eternal Light and repair it to the Immortal Ding, and it was also incidental to repair these swords.

At this moment, the temperature in the hall plummeted, and Xiao Chen and the others suddenly felt that their divine senses were trembling.

An incomparably powerful aura surged from outside the hall as if the ancestral god was dominating the world.