Seeing the actions of the Zhenjie Divine Monument, Ling Yu was so frightened that his soul was not possessed. Although the Divine Monument of the Town Boundary has turned into the appearance of a spirit body, the power of this former glory of the Twelve Realms of the Heavens has not only not diminished, but has become more and more powerful. The Divine Monument of the Town Boundary ripples with the majestic posture of destroying the heavens and the earth, if it hits the sea of dantians, I am afraid that Ling Yu's dantian will be destroyed. Thinking of this, Ling Yu hurriedly jumped up and jumped into the dantian. He linked his palms and unleashed the "Canglong Jin" fist technique, and at the same time, Ling Yu used the power of the earth at the tip of his fist, carefully controlling his strength, wanting to hold the Zhenjie Divine Monument with both palms.

Ling Yu's feet were held up by a layer of golden light, and that layer of golden light was the Holy Dragon Crossing. Although Ling Yu knew that it was extremely dangerous to perform Xuan Gong in the dantian, he had no choice. The Zhenjie Divine Monument is too demonic, and it may destroy Ling Yu's dantian at any time, in this case, Ling Yu has no choice but to use the "Ancient Martial Arts Technique" to compete with it. When Ling Yu stepped on the Holy Dragon Crossing, pinched the dragon strength in his hand, and silently recited the Proud Dragon Trick in his heart, the dragon scale armor on Ling Yu's body became more and more brilliant. "Ancient Martial Arts" has an inextricable relationship with the dragon clan, and when Ling Yu used this prestigious magical power in the sea of stars, the flesh and blood baptized by the dragon's blood naturally awakened the holy dragon armor. The golden dragon scales shone brightly, and the loud dragon groan resounded through the sea, setting Ling Yu like a god, and there was a heavenly god rhyme swaying out between his gestures. Ling Yu was originally the master of his dantian, and at this moment, his divine power was undoubtedly revealed.

Ling Yu looked up at the Zhenjie Divine Monument, a faint divine dragon phantom appeared on the tip of his fist, and Ling Yu's iron fist was hidden in the dragon's mouth, ready to hit the stone monument at any time. When the Divine Monument of the Town Boundary fell, Ling Yu rose up and flew towards the Divine Monument. In the dantian, Ling Yu is the ruler of all paths, the creator god who opens up the heavens and the earth, every word and deed, every move, even a look, a thought will cause a great earthquake in this world. Even when Ling Yu rushed towards the Zhenjie Divine Monument, the spiritual power in the void was blessed on Ling Yu's body, which was the Yuan Force in this heaven and earth, almost invincible.

It stands to reason that in this case, Ling Yu should win without any suspense. But he forgot that at this time, he was not facing a human race with flesh and blood, nor a fierce monster beast, but a dead thing with no emotion and no spiritual sense. Ling Yu could control everything in the dantian, and even the thoughts and minds of those creatures who strayed into his dantian, but the Zhenjie Divine Monument was completely unaffected by Ling Yu. When the world in the entire dantian was filled with unyielding will, only the Zhenjie Divine Monument slowly descended with the mighty power and was unstoppable.

The speed of Ling Yu and the Town Boundary Divine Monument was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Yu held the Town Boundary Divine Monument with both palms. When Ling Yu's palm and the Town Boundary Divine Monument touched, a powerful spiritual power slammed into Ling Yu's palm into his body. It was a terrifying force from a distant land, a resentment that had been sealed away for endless years. The spiritual power in the Zhenjie Divine Monument pierced into his veins along Ling Yu's palm, and then swam towards his internal organs from the veins. Every time that surging spiritual power passed through an acupuncture point, Ling Yu's body trembled, as if that spiritual power had sealed all of his acupuncture points in an instant. Before Ling Yu could catch his breath from the Divine Monument of the Town Boundary, the spiritual power on his body had been completely sealed. At this time, Ling Yu had also been reduced from a cultivator in the Void Realm to an ordinary person who didn't know how to practice. He once wanted to break through the seal with his spiritual power, but every time he returned in vain, Ling Yu's face was extremely pale.

With the infusion of spiritual power in the Divine Monument of the Town Boundary, Ling Yu's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the feeling of exhaustion hit him like a tsunami, leaving him powerless to resist. And the dragon-shaped phantom in Ling Yu's Canglong strength, the holy dragon crossing the divine mangs under his feet, and the trajectory of the proud dragon jue in his heart also lost their power in the boundless aura of the divine monument.

The translucent Town Boundary Divine Monument became more and more blurry in Ling Yu's eyes, and finally gradually faded, as if the silence of a cold night was accompanied by wisps of black light covering Ling Yu's eyes. Then, Ling Yu slowly closed her eyes. Although he was standing above the dantian at this time, he was already asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Ling Yu heard as if someone was calling her name. He opened his eyelids, which weighed more than 10,000 catties, and looked ahead. He found that in front of him was an unknown space, where the sky was black, but it was less like night, more like a brief brew before a rainstorm. There were no stars and moons on the sky, and there was no scorching sun and warm sun, so Ling Yu didn't know if it was day or night, and what time it was. The only thing I could perceive was the cold wind blowing from the end of the world. The wind was bitterly cold, mixed with a heart-pounding cry of terror.

Ling Yu was stunned, rubbed his temples that were a little painful, and looked around again. At Ling Yu's feet, there was a soft land, like the Southern Wilderness that had just rained. However, the land of the Southern Wilderness would sink Ling Yu's feet into it, but this place was different. Thinking of this, Ling Yu looked down at his feet. Only then did he realize that his feet were not damp earth, but a scorched earth that exuded a slight warmth. And the reason why Ling Yu felt soft was because a thick layer of ashes had accumulated under his feet. The scorched land seems to have undergone a fire that has burned for nearly a thousand years, burning the original world beyond recognition. In the distance, there are palaces and dwellings, whose beams and walls are stained with the scorched blackness of the fire, and it seems that a terrible catastrophe has taken place here. Although the world is dark, the miraculous thing is that it does not block the view.

"Where is this?" This was the question Ling Yu wanted to know the most, he remembered that he was fighting against the Zhenjie Divine Monument in the dantian before, and the terrifying aura in the Divine Monument sealed his internal organs and all the acupuncture points, and he also lost consciousness in the irresistible sleepiness. When I opened my eyes again, I was here.

Ling Yu retracted his gaze and shook his head helplessly, he found that although he could move his limbs freely, his body was still sealed by a strange spiritual power. This makes Ling Yu unable to perform exercises in this strange world, and can only rely on his feet to explore and measure, which is not a good thing for Ling Yu.

The unknown world also indicates that there will be unknown dangers, Ling Yu doesn't know why he came here, and he doesn't know where this strange world is, he can only think about how to go next with the eyes of today. The sky was endless black, with no stars, no sun and moon, so Ling Yu didn't know if it was day or night. It's just that he can't see his fingers here, so Ling Yu can still rely on his eyes to look around. In front of Ling Yu were pieces of ruined palaces and pavilions, which had obviously experienced an unimaginable catastrophe. At his feet, there was still emitting the embers, indicating that this place had been once scorched by fire. There are no people, no living creatures, no grass and trees, as if there is only one living creature in the vast world. An inexplicable sense of pathos came to her heart, making Ling Yu raise her eyes and look around, and an unconcealable sense of loss rose in her heart.

After a long time, Ling Yu finally came back to his senses, he took a deep breath, and prepared to look behind him. And when Ling Yu turned his head, he was suddenly shocked by the scene behind him. It turned out that behind Ling Yu, there was a cemetery that could not be seen at a glance, and countless graves stood in the wilderness, extremely sad. There were no weeds left on the graves, only scorched earth that had turned black. It seems that these graves did not survive that fire. There is no end to this cemetery, both left and right and in front, it is occupied by dense tombstones and graves. It made Ling Yu feel as if he was in a ghost town, and a chill ran down his spine. And the place where Ling Yu stood at this time was the boundary of the cemetery, behind him were the ruins of the human world, and in front of him was the boundless ghost snake that was silent in the flames. Ling Yu seemed to be standing at the intersection of earth and hell, not knowing where to go. The separation of yin and yang is divided here.

There was a tombstone standing in front of each tomb, and Ling Yu looked at it through the faint light, and found that the names on those tombstones were in the same vein as the words on the back of the Zhenjie Divine Monument, which were the words of the same era, and Ling Yu did not recognize them. But Ling Yu found something that frightened him, although Ling Yu didn't know the words on the tombstone, but when he stared at the tombstone, there was a terrifying killing intent revealed from those unfamiliar words, as if a steel knife was scraping on the flesh and bones, forcing Ling Yu to look intently. In desperation, Ling Yu had no choice but to withdraw his gaze, vigilantly retreat a few steps, away from the tomb, and think of countermeasures.

Ling Yu is now in a strange place, this is a Jedi, inaccessible, and there is no grass. Moreover, those endless tombs revealed a trace of weirdness, so that Ling Yu did not dare to set foot easily. However, it is not a way for him to stay where he is, after all, there are many unknown dangers lurking here. Thinking of this, Ling Yu turned his head to look at the dilapidated image behind him and made up his mind. Rather than the countless tombs that exuded a cold chill, Ling Yu was more inclined to go to the palaces and pavilions that had been scorched by the flames to find out the truth. The cemetery was gloomy and windy, but there was still residual warmth outside the palace, so Ling Yu felt that the cemetery was even more dangerous.

And just when Ling Yu lost her mind, she suddenly felt as if her feet and necks had been grabbed by something. The object holding his foot and neck was covered with stiff hair, and his nails were sharp. The sudden change startled Ling Yu, and he let out a low roar, jumping into the distance while emboldening himself, and at the same time looking towards the place where he had stopped before. He saw that in the ground where he had stood before, a sharp claw full of black fur had emerged, and the nails of the claws were three inches long, and shimmered with a cold cold light. When this claw appeared, countless identical ghost claws also drilled into the ground next to the tomb, and they exuded an eerie aura, holding the earth while stirring the embers next to the tomb, as if trying to drill from the ground to the surface. What made Ling Yu jealous the most was that there were not only three or five of those ghost claws, but almost all of them had countless ghost claws drilled out next to the tombs, as if there were endless ghosts reborn.

Looking at the ghost claws that exuded an eerie and boundless aura, Ling Yu instinctively sensed danger. Without any hesitation, he took a big stride away from the cemetery and ran for his life in the opposite direction. Ling Yu knew that in front of him was the boundless cemetery, a place of great murder. And although there are traces of being burned by fire behind him, fortunately, it is more like the human world that has experienced a catastrophe. However, just as Ling Yu turned his head to avoid the ghost claws and ran towards the pavilion palace that had been reduced to ruins, he suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality. Because those ghost claws seemed to be very jealous of the direction Ling Yu was heading towards, even if the ghost claws poked out from the ground wherever Ling Yu passed, the more Ling Yu galloped into the distance, the more rare the number of ghost claws under his feet became. And there are only two possibilities why they will no longer burrow out of the ground. First, there is a ban behind him, and second, there are terrible things in the wasteland that are feared.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu hurriedly stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked towards the ruined palaces and pavilions that had appeared in his eyes before. Ling Yu knew that he was not a cultivator now, because of his divine sense and cultivation, even his internal organs had been sealed. Therefore, all he can rely on here is his five senses and six senses. However, without the help of the divine senses, the world that the five senses see, hear, and perceive is not necessarily real. Because there are many illusions in this world, and there are also many illusions, and at this time, he can't distinguish the real from the fake, so he can only act carefully.

And when Ling Yu was puzzled and looked at the dilapidated palaces and pavilions that had appeared in his eyes before, he was suddenly frightened. It turned out that there were palaces and pavilions behind him, only more huge tombs. The graves were just as numerous, jumbled under the ashes. Moreover, what made Ling Yu desperate was that many creatures had already crawled out of those huge tombs. For that kind of weird and terrifying, and extremely ugly creatures, Ling Yu should call them even more, ghosts!