The vast land paved with white bones cannot be seen at a glance; Blood obscured the entire firmament, gilding the clouds crimson; Gusts of wind blew, like a deboning scimitar, raising the dust of corpses in the sky. The disgusting rancid stench poured into the nose and throat, and it seemed that it would not dissipate even after the eternal years had been exhausted...... In front of him is a terrifying land intertwined with death, ancient and desolate, with no life at all!

"Succeeded?!"

Kong Qionglou stood under a straight cliff, completely petrified.

After plunging into nothingness, his consciousness briefly went blank, and then he came to a dark place. In the distance, there was a dim light that came through some kind of huge crack. Following those dark red halos, I came to the outside world, and found that the location I was in just now turned out to be the inside of a hollow cliff.

On the surface of the cliff, there is a strange black and brown color, and after a large amount of blood is accumulated and precipitated, it is stacked layer by layer, leaving traces like dissolved candle tears, which are particularly twisted and shocking!

"Uh, what are you kidding, this is the legendary Eternal World?"

There are no Dao fruits all over the ground, and there are no evergreen Buddha trees, some are just flesh and bones piled up to kill!

"The earth of bones, the blood-colored firmament, how can such a ghost place have the way of eternal life?"

The walls stand tall and towering into the clouds, and it is impossible to tell how high it is. The winding cracks are all over the rock mass, densely packed, and each one is more than ten zhang wide. Standing at the bottom of the cliff, Kong Qionglou is as small as an ant. Although before the ascension, I knew that the eternal world was full of uncertainties, and there might be differences from imagination, but this is too far away, right?!

"Roaring ......"

The yin wind carried a terrifying roar, although it came from the distant sky, but the supreme coercion contained in it was enough to cause the soul to tremble.

"The roar is far and wide, this level ...... Big murderer!"

The backlog is like a mountain of bones, scattered with countless skeletons. Most of those corpses are badly decayed, not only human, but also many strange and unknown creatures!

A remnant of a skeleton, particularly striking, although it is humanoid, it has three heads and six arms; A few curved ribs are staggering in size, and the exposed part of the ground alone is ten meters long, resembling stone pillar arches, and he was definitely a big guy when he was alive; There was even the corpse of a monstrous beast, flesh and bones made of metal, long rusted and dusty...... But that's not the most amazing thing!

Nearby, a boxy high platform, with a rounded body, is incompatible with the surrounding bones. The surface of the high platform is concave inward, exuding a faint milky white sheen. It took all his courage for Kong Qionglou to force himself to believe that it was actually a tooth, comparable to the Great Lake...... What kind of overlord-level creatures did you belong to?

The Great Demon Who Stands Up to the Heavens and the Earth?!

A god who is not buried in time and space?!

"Oh my God, am I lost in the Void?"

Ascendants from different small worlds will meet in the Eternal Land...... At least this sentence is not mixed with water. He boldly speculated that whether this heaven and earth were eternal or not, many unimaginably powerful beings had been buried. Those creatures may be the same as Kong Qionglou, they are the leaders of various civilizations and races, they all came for eternal life, but they ended up in the earth of corpses.

What about Yu Mengyao, she has been flying for a long time, is she still alive now?

"Ha, I really want to ask her face to face, is the eternal world a surprise or not, is it exciting or not?"

Kong Qionglou smiled bitterly, no matter what force caused the corpses everywhere, in a world full of dangers, misfortune could befall him at any time. Moreover, the laws of this heaven and earth space are stable and terrifying, the rules of the world are completely different from the nether realm, and the power of martial arts is suppressed, and it can no longer move mountains and reclaim the sea like in the human world.

"What's on the clouds?!"

Kong Qionglou looked up, always feeling that there was an abnormality behind the blood cloud, as if there was an eye staring at him.

"I'm a Chu madman, Feng Ge laughed at Kong Qiu. The Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, claiming that the minister was a fairy in the wine......" suddenly, a burst of intermittent singing approached against the wind, frustrated and suppressed, leisurely into the ear, "The pen shakes the five mountains, and the poem becomes laughing and arrogant Cangzhou...... How can you be sad when you reach your life, and drink good wine and climb the tall building, climb the tall building!"

It is full of hearty and free verses, unbridled and unbridled, meaning beyond the dust. Those simple sentences alone are enough to move the listener, and a trace of tranquility and peace is inexplicably born in his heart, and the dead air is shunned one after another.

"There are living people?!"

Since he could understand it, it meant that he was not far from his kind, and Kong Qionglou decided to go and find out. Alone in the terrifying world of death, everyone will want to find a companion for themselves. Sneaking all the way and hiding himself behind a huge shoulder blade, he finally discovers the source of the sound.

It was a middle-aged man with a green scarf on his head, a cloud on his feet, and a flowing beard, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the sea of bones!

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. Mistakenly chasing the happiness of the world, quite poor and chaotic. Ninety-six Holy Monarchs, floating clouds hang empty names. Heaven and earth gambled, but did not forget the war...... Learning the sword to turn over himself, for the text to be how to become. The sword is not the enemy of ten thousand people, and the word of theft is ...... The grass and trees are shaking, and the stars are not shining. The white bones are like hills and mountains, what is the crime of the common people......"

The middle-aged man's face is like a crown of jade, his eyebrows fly into his temples, and he has a sheathed long sword on his knees. Holding a pottery wine jar in his arms, he slapped the belly of the altar with his hands, making a "sneering" sound, and the empty tune echoed on the white bone earth, telling the endless sorrow. Sing one song, and then another.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward...... Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light...... Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra!"

The rich aroma of wine is intoxicating, and the singing voice is even clearer, swallowing thousands of miles, smiling proudly in the mountains and rivers.

The immortals stroke my top, and the hair is immortalized!

The white bones are like hills and mountains, what a crime the common people have!

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles!

Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra!!

In my heart, the shock is indescribable, and I can't imagine that someone can make the poem with such momentum, which can be called a pearl of words, and every sentence has been handed down to the world. The fairy spirit, pride, ambition, freedom, sadness, and even arrogance contained in it...... All of them are intoxicating and passionate. Although Kong Qionglou has the name of "Martial Saint" in the world, it is not difficult to find that compared with the bearing of middle-aged people, the praise of the world is nothing at all.

Who knows, the middle-aged man began to cry as he sang and sang; Crying and crying, but he began to laugh wildly: "That's it, that's it, where are there immortals, where are there immortals? It's all bullshit!"

"Poetry and Dao Daxian, crazy and crazy...... His nerves don't seem to be normal!"

The aura on the middle-aged man was too strong, and Kong Qionglou was like a humble ant in front of him. He tiptoed around and changed his mind, not wanting to disturb the other man again. A person like this who cries and laughs and turns his face, he has seen too much in the nether realm, once he starts to go crazy, it must be very terrifying, it is better to provoke less!

"How did you go?" The middle-aged man suddenly said, "Li's poems are too bad to be in your honorable ears?"

Kong Qionglou only felt that two divine lights swept from his back, and he suddenly fell into an ice cave, and he didn't dare to move a single bit, but he reacted very quickly, and immediately turned around and praised: "The poem is very beautiful, dare to call it invincible." Hearing one sentence is the luck of three lives, and two sentences are the glory of the tenth life. The younger generation took the liberty of passing through this place, not wanting to collide with the immortal Yaxing, so they chose to retreat, don't blame. ”

"Ha, this sycophant Li is also worthy of it, you are very knowledgeable. The middle-aged man's eyes were shining, like two bright stars dotting the dark night, vast and profound: "I am a poet immortal, no one can compare to me in this way, and I preached in the world of poetry and wine in my early years." Seven points and poems, not to live up to half a pot of turbid wine into writing; The remaining three stops were all given to the sword. ”

Kong Qionglou scratched his head and glanced at the long sword that was across his lap, "Kong Qionglou, the newcomer." ”

Shixian pointed to the towering cliff behind him and asked, "You flew up from that realm coffin?"

"Coffin?!"

Immediately, Kong Qionglou suddenly realized.

The cliff he thinks of is not only one side, but a rectangular stone cliff composed of four sides, which is 10,000 times more magnificent than the first peak in the world. After being prompted by the other party, it was indeed like a terrifying sarcophagus crawling between heaven and earth. Only if you go far enough can you notice that the surface of the cliff is not flat, and the traces of those depressions look shocking when carefully identified!

A handprint, vertical and horizontal, vaguely recognizable; A cluster of long arrows shot into the coffin, and the remnants of the feathers covered the sky; Half of the Divine Lotus was embedded there, and its original color had long been covered by blood ointment...... There is even a broken branch, not yet a leaf, which has been integrated with the coffin, but it resembles the legendary dragon horn.

Many powerful beings have tried to bombard the Realm Coffin?!

"Stepping through nothingness, I soared from that coffin. Kong Qionglou's heart was agitated, "Here...... What the hell is it?"

"This place is the Ascended Graveyard, located in the center of the Dead Realm!"

The place of ascension is the gateway to the lower realm, but it is commensurate with the "cemetery", but it does correspond to the scene of this mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Kong Qionglou became more and more puzzled: "The death realm ...... Isn't it the eternal world?"

Shixian said: "Yes and no. In short, this is the end of the world. Eternal, Bliss, Immortal Earth, Eden, Celestial Realm, Eternal Realm, Main Universe...... Ascendants from different nether realms are described differently. But after a long time, they will change their words and call this world the Death Realm!"

"Are you saying that this coffin is connected to the Nether where I am located, and why is this so?"

"yes, why is that?" Shixian sighed, "Who doesn't want to know, but this coffin where you soared has always been very deserted, and few people have left." It wasn't until 10,000 years ago that there was a goddess who married the heavens, which amazed the Holy Gu, and now it has been ranked as supreme. When you were in the lower realm, you should have seen the heavens and the earth erecting images for you. ”

The amount of information in the words is amazing, and it is a metaphor that Yu Mengyao is not dead, but it seems that she has achieved some kind of Holy Gu Supreme?!

"Long legs, how can you forget. In Kong Qionglou's eyes, a trace of expectation rose: "The Supreme is very powerful?"

"Out of the graveyard, you can shake the god of death, what do you say?" Shixian said proudly, "I'll be one!"

Passing through the ages, for Kong Qionglou, Yu Mengyao's ascension is like yesterday. But she has already gained a foothold in the death realm, and has grown into a powerful and incomparable existence in ten thousand years, and can even compete with the Poetic Dao Immortal Venerable in front of her. What the hell is the god of death in the mouth of the poet, there is really a god in charge of death?!

Ancient secrets haunt the heart, and the suspense like the sea can't give an answer. The whole world is fresh and unknown, waiting for Kong Qionglou to explore. However, the "eye" behind the blood cloud has always been there, and the feeling it brings is chilling. So, Kong Qionglou desperately wanted to find out what was on the clouds, and would it pose a threat to him?

He nervously lowered his voice and said sneakily: "Senior Shixian, have you noticed that there is an eye hidden behind the clouds?"

Shixian was stunned for a moment, and laughed non-stop: "Where did the eye come from, it is clearly a star, which only belongs to you." ”

Kong Qionglou was stunned, "I'm ...... I have a star?"