The Fengshen Mausoleum is in the southern part of the Martial Arts Empire, and with Mo Wuxie's current cultivation in the Heavenly Domain, it doesn't take a moment or three to arrive.

He has been holding Qu Yuan, enjoying the softness and comfort in his arms, and Qu Yuan seems to be reluctant to leave his arms, being held, full of physical and mental happiness, especially Mo Wuxian touching her sensitive parts from time to time, making her heart like a deer, her heart is like a deer, and she is looking forward to it and afraid that something will happen to the two of them.

Walking all the way, Mo Wuxian left a lingering fragrance in his hands and a lingering fragrance in his mouth, and almost corrected Qu Yuan in the clouds.

"Huh—"

Mo Wuxian rubbed Qu Yuan's chest, causing the latter to let out an ecstatic sound, almost making Mo Wuxian lose his ground.

Suddenly, his hand shrank back from inside her suit, and he looked down in a daze, a thoughtful expression.

Qu Yuan's face was flushed, the clothes on her chest were already embarrassed, and her breath was delicate.

"Innocent, kiss me!" Qu Yuan's heart beat faster and offered a fragrant kiss, and she couldn't help herself when she was teased, eager for Mo Wuxie's next move.

Mo Wuxian just kissed her lightly on her lips and said, "Silly Nizi, don't worry, we've arrived at our destination!"

Qu Yuan sighed and looked down. I saw a white fog below, confused, and I couldn't really see the reality below. Driven by curiosity, he immediately withdrew from the world of ** that was about to be lost.

"Is this the Tomb of the Gods? How can there be so much white mist? There is also a trace of a peculiar aura wafting!" she frowned slightly.

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "There is a sense of danger below, let's be careful and find out!"

Qu Yuan nodded obediently, and then left Mo Wuxie's arms and stood beside him.

Mo Wuxian hesitated, stepped on the flying sword, and took Qu Yuan down to the clouds, standing in the sky above the Fengshen Mausoleum.

The divine thoughts covered the sky all over the world, but at this time, it was suddenly discovered that the Divine Tomb was impenetrable to the divine thoughts.

He frowned, it wasn't like this before, it should have happened recently. He had already summed up something, no matter where it was, as long as there was a place that could not be explored by divine thoughts, then this place was definitely an extraordinary place, with special energy protection.

Originally, he still suspected that there was something wrong with this place, but now he can be completely sure that the Fengshen Tomb is definitely a variable.

Carefully descend and enter the white fog to stop.

This looked like just an ordinary white mist, but at this time, it was unusual, and being in it, immediately shook physically and mentally.

He glowed incrediblely. This white mist has an inexplicable aura, which seems to be vicissitudes, like sadness, mysterious and mysterious, and like a person's sigh, helpless.

He didn't understand that the white mist had emotions, and they were the same ancient emotions.

Taking a deep breath, the white mist was still white mist, with the dampness of water, and that complex emotion entered his heart with his deep breath, making his whole person hallucinate.

He suddenly found that the white fog in front of him had disappeared, and he was in a peculiar environment.

In front of me is the endless grassland, and I am like a god watching everything change.

The grassland air is fresh, the blue sky and green land, after a few spring and autumn, the grassland withered, giving birth to endless forests, and many races appeared, elves, dwarves, winged people, angels, humans, dragons......

Hundreds of ethnic groups lived in harmony on this land, and the races developed rapidly, one race after another occupied their respective regions, and friction began to arise.

I don't know when the hundred clans began to cultivate, and strong people were born one by one, and there were even so-called gods, and the power of gods was all-encompassing and omnipotent. The world of all ethnic groups ushered in a balance point, and once again they were close to each other, and they were like a family.

Time changed quickly, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the middle of the deep blue sea, and a person walked out of it, this person was dozens of meters tall and covered in black air. He was followed by a huge green crowd, to be exact, armed with weapons, an army.

The army walked out of the submarine whirlpool one by one, stepped on the forests and grasslands of the hundred tribes, and set off a war in which the hundreds of tribes were united in the same spirit and hatred of the enemy. A coalition of millions of tribes drove the invaders back into the maelstrom.

Suddenly, it seemed that the space changed again, and the black-filled man blew a magic dragon flute, and a crack suddenly tore out of the sky above the sea, and a behemoth with a volume of more than 100 meters drilled out of it and rushed towards the hundred tribes. This is the Hell Dragon.

There are tens of thousands of Hell Dragon Legions, and all resistance is powerless. The Hundred Tribes Alliance was routed and slaughtered.

The survivors of the Hundred Clans were pressed into the land of projectiles, and when they were dying, countless whirlpools suddenly lit up in the sky, and from it flew out one by one, one by one, and finally tens of thousands, fighting the Hell Demon Dragon.

The Hell Demon Dragon was defeated, but it ushered in the wrath of the black-filled people.

The people surrounded by black gas are invincible, and no one can withstand the power of one move, killing the Quartet, and the strong are defeated.

Time and space changed again, and a hundred pillars of light suddenly descended from the sky, and a hundred great gods were teleported from inside.

However, the gods were no match for the black man, and they were compressed into the sky above the last projectile land of the hundred tribes.

Faced with the strength of the black-filled man, the gods used a special formation.

One by one, the gods were thrown into the formation, but in an instant, the gods disappeared, and only the mark of a wheel was left between heaven and earth, and the wheel turned, and the black-filled people were finally defeated, and their bodies were cut into countless pieces, and one by one the white light wrapped and sealed all over the land of Shenzhou.

Eventually, the wheel dissolved again, fell into the earth, and with a bang, a circular mountain rose from the ground, and in an instant it was plunged into the clouds, isolating everything.

Time and space quickly shift here, and in modern times, they finally disappear.

Mo Wuxie's eyes cleared, and he returned to the real world, he was still in the white mist, but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

That man was the god Chitalja, and he was shocked and inexplicably powerless.

He shook his head, the god of Chitalja was powerful, but it was not invincible, at least it had been sealed.

His gaze became firm again, the god of Chitaljia was powerful, and he still had hole cards.

Thinking of the Tomb of the Gods, as well as the strong people in the Tomb of the Gods, as well as the perverted eighth and ninth layers, if there really are powerful people in the world, then the God of Chitarja is also not to be feared.

The flying sword swirled around him, pushing the mist apart.

He looked at the mist again, with a solemn expression.

This fog is so weird that it can show the great war of 10,000 years ago in front of you like going back in time, it's incredible.

He is now involved in too few fields, and there are many kinds of energy that he does not know, in the ancient world, but there is a god of time.

And in front of me, although I don't know if it is the god of time, but at least it is certain that this is a message from ancient times.

He doesn't think about it, he has already heard of the battle of the ancients, but he didn't see it so real this time, and after reading it, he realized how shocking and devastating it was.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the white mist was wrapped in his divine power and sent it to him, and he looked at it carefully, revealing a look of surprise.

This white mist seemed to have a strange energy, and it actually penetrated the divine power and wandered outside, merging into the white mist.

What is this? He was shocked again.

After a while, he finally realized something, what in this world cannot be locked? The white mist seems to be as mysterious as the power of time.

He seemed to understand that he was not in the white fog, but in a torrent of time, but this torrent had no ill will towards him, and he also let himself see what had happened in the past.

This seems to mean something else. He looked deductive.