Tonight and night, thousands of years of time cast Zi Han, at that time Zi Han moved to leave the Shinto and step away from Tianxuan, everything seemed to be silent, but today the Dragon Emperor fell, when the dragon shadow passed by in the starry sky, everything fell into silence.

The fall of the Dragon Emperor, there was no change in Zi Han's expression, in his eyes, the fall of the Dragon Emperor seemed to be doomed, after all, after experiencing the Southern Emperor's resistance to the Demon Emperor, everything became normal, and he had seen the stormy waves, how could he let that small ripple disturb.

Clang!

When Da Ding fell into the void again, Zi Han broke all the confines and stepped into the other void, at that time, the Spirit God Battlefield, he had fought for many years, and in this battlefield, he won the supreme position after one day, and here he felt the supreme glory and what kind of loneliness he felt here.

With all this, Dading Town fell in the Spirit God Battlefield, everyone was watching, looking, with what kind of state of mind, and Zi Han stepped out from the Dading side and came straight to the land full of gloom.

It was a place of darkness and death, and it was also the place where his immortality was forged, and with his gaze, looking at all this in front of him, he stepped step by step into the land of the dead, just as he had stepped on the Shinto, but this was a sign of respect for the owner of the land.

That person has no grudge against Zi Han, Zi Han doesn't need to be domineering, as he steps into the land of the dead step by step, that time the sentient beings stopped Zi Han from coming, and the land of the dead doesn't know how many bones were buried at that time.

Under the eighteen battle peaks in front of him, the dry bones were no longer there, but instead the person on the eighteenth peak was standing quietly, looking at it, Zi Han recognized that person, he was the silent corpse of the original battle peak.

When the Purple Han Divine Road was cut off, he had asked so far, what is the way of God, how to ascend to the gods, but what he asked that time did not ask how to become enlightened, he asked but only asked for peace of mind.

With the pace, Zi Han stepped on the top of the peak step by step, walking through the battle peaks, he had fought here back then, starting from the first peak, until the sixteenth battle peak, Zi Han had never stopped.

That place fell into the eyes was so familiar, so far, for the first time, he met the person named Demon Phoenix for the first time, he was handsome and peerless, and he was known as the first beautiful man under the starry sky.

Zi Han stopped for a moment, but in the next moment, he stepped on the seventeenth battle peak again, and with his steps, he crossed the peak in front of him and climbed the highest peak for the first time, and at this time he stood on top of the eighteenth battle peak.

The eighteenth peak is the highest place, the highest place of the entire Spirit God Battlefield, where Zi Han can see everything, but he didn't look at or even look at the black-robed person on the peak at this time.

"Eighteen Battle Peaks, Shura!"

In front of him is a stele, a black stele, looking at that stele, Zi Han's voice is soft, there is a long sword obliquely inserted next to the stele, there is a gap in the long sword, it is the sword of the sword king, Zi Han smiled and walked to the stele and pulled out the long sword, at that time he held the sword and looked at the person in the black robe, at that time, Zi Han was amazed at a glance.

In his eyes, there was a slender figure under the black robe, he had a delicate face like a young man in his twenties, and his skin was so fair, there was not even a trace of blood, but there was an extremely terrifying power in his body.

Inexplicably, Zi Han looked at the person in front of him, pondered for a moment, and said, "You are the Shura who turned into this land of the dead back then?"

Zi Han asked, but the man pondered for a moment and said, "We've met."

did not respond to Zi Han's question, but had already acquiesced, looking at him at that time, Zi Han's thoughts couldn't help but flow again, and he couldn't help but think of the past and even legends that Blood Moon said back then.

The living soul body turned into an undead, that is, the person in front of him had been killed for hundreds of years in that spiritual battlefield, and one person killed the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and created this land of the dead with his own hands, he is Shura, the Shura who killed all his life.

Back then, Tiancheng had sent countless people to exterminate Shura, and when the blood moon said that Shura died in battle and died in the hands of Tiancheng, but the land of the dead will always exist on the earth, and today Zi Han looked at Shura in front of him He didn't know how to speak, everything seemed to have become extraordinary, but Shura at this time had extremely terrifying power, and that strength was not even weaker than the one at the end of Shinto.

Gradually, Zi Han came back to his senses, looked at Shura, and said, "I've seen it!"

"Then I hope to see you next time."

At that time, Shura's words fell, but his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for many years, and even his language became jerky, but Zi Han didn't say a word, and he stood up with his sword and walked down towards the peak again.

When he walked down the battle peak and stepped on the void again, he looked into the depths of the Spirit God Battlefield, and looked at the Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain Range, and only at this time did Zi Han know the cause and effect, and only then did he understand that everything back then, he could be reborn because of that mountain range, all because of that person in the mountain range.

Zi Han floated his hand, and the long sword in his hand was suspended next to the Ding, looking at the mountain range, Zi Han bowed down and saluted towards the mountain range at this time.

But when he saluted, the entire Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain Range rose up in turmoil at that moment, and a black light crossed the void and supported Zi Han's body that wanted to bow down, and Zi Han's expression moved at that time.

Within the Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain Range, in that city, in the magnificent hall, a person sitting on the throne was sitting there, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes cast through the endless nothingness and looked at Zi Han.

"You don't need to worship!"

Well?

When a sentence sounded, Zi Han's eyes seemed to be moving, and the voice seemed to come from the darkest place, and with a sound sounding but for some reason, Zi Han's heart trembled at this time, and the voice was familiar.

"Why?"

There is no need to ask why, everything is known as cause and effect, looking at all this in front of him, Zi Han and the person on the throne seem to be looking at each other in the air, and when they look at all this, everything turns into ethereal.

At that time, it was a little difficult to speak.

"If you were him, I wouldn't be able to bear your worship!"

I don't know what kind of meaning is revealed in the words, his eyes are trembling at that moment, Zi Han's thoughts have become inexplicable at this moment, his mind is moving, all the doubts are surging at this time, coming in all directions, there is only a piece of nothingness, Zi Han has always been puzzled, he also has too many puzzles.

At this time, he pondered, Zi Han didn't know who he was, but he still said, "What if I'm not?"

"Isn't it?"

Everything fell silent for a moment again, and when I didn't know how to speak, on the throne of the main hall, the pair of ink-like eyes flashed a ray of loss, and I didn't know how to speak, only at that moment the voice echoed in the distance.

"If you're not, you don't have to worship!"

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