No matter how powerful these ghosts and gods were in their lifetimes, after they converted to Shinto, they were no longer the same people. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Moreover, back then, Wuzun was in the sky, overwhelming the gods and demons of all directions, and Shinto had already declined. Even if there are still Buddhas and demon gods alive now, they are already too weak to be seen.

That is, in a remote place like Manzhou, there is still such a thing as evil god sacrifice. If they changed all parts of the Central Plains, they would not need the Great Xia Dynasty to go out, and the major families and sects would never allow them to enter and divide the interests.

Therefore, Wang Chan's casual slaying of the demon god distraction is extremely shocking in the eyes of ordinary innate masters, but in the eyes of a celestial like Zhong Nanshan, it is the same thing.

When everyone was still immersed in the strength of Wang Chan's sword slashing the gods and demons just now, the earth suddenly shook. Not only the land under their feet, but even the entire Kyushu shook violently at this moment.

Rumble!

The cracks in the sinkhole continued to expand, and the ground continued to collapse.

Everyone watched in horror at this sudden change and ran away desperately, but in the end, someone was still a step slower and fell into the boundless abyss.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Nanshan solemnly looked at the scene in front of him, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed directly into the boundless abyss.

Wang Chan glanced at Li Mochou beside him, and did not immediately enter the sinkhole, but first took him to a safe place, and then solemnly handed over the sword order given to him by the Caolu Sword Saint that day.

"Wait here for me to come back. ”

Before the words fell, Wang Chan turned into a sword light, instantly penetrated the void, and flew into the depths of the sinkhole.

Li Mochou looked up at the sky and watched Wang Chan leave. Just as she was about to retract her gaze, a look of extreme horror suddenly appeared on her face, and she saw that there were lights in all directions, bright or dark, piercing the void and flying into the boundless abyss.

......

Wang Chan was very fast, and soon he came to the bottom of the sinkhole.

Zhong Nanshan had already arrived here, and there were fifteen people besides him, only to see that these people had a deep aura, making people unable to see the reality clearly, and they were all strong people in the realm of heaven and man.

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a huge bronze gate with a stone monument standing in front of the gate.

"Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc. ”

Wang Chan read the words engraved on the stele softly, and saw that the inscription was the word "Su Wu".

"It turned out to be Wuzun!"

When everyone present saw the word "Su Wu" on the stone tablet, their pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

"A thousand years ago, Wuzun overwhelmed the world, but in the end, he suddenly disappeared in the world, and he didn't expect to be here. Zhong Nanshan stood beside Wang Chan and said in a deep voice.

"It seems that the legend is true, let's go. ”

Before the words fell, more than ten rays of light flew towards the gate in an instant.

Wang Chan fell behind alone, walked forward slowly, crossed the stone stele, reached out and touched the vicissitudes of rusty green bronze gate, his expression was ancient, like a deep pool.

Behind the gate is a plain, vast and vast, ancient and desolate.

As far as the eye can see, there is no boundary.

Wang Chan stepped on the wasteland, looked down at the dark red soil, and a bloody breath came to his face.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a sudden violent roar in front.

Wang Chan's eyes froze, and he turned into a sword light that rose to the sky and broke through the air.

I saw that the group of Heavenly and Human Realm powerhouses who had entered the wasteland one step ahead of him not only did not go far, but instead fell into the encirclement of a group of earth corpses.

Although these earth corpses have no spiritual intelligence to speak of, their strength is extremely powerful, and they all have the cultivation of the innate vitality realm. The most important thing is that there are too many of them, and they don't know pain, and they are not afraid of life and death.

Such a large-scale corpse tide could almost push a state and county, but that group of Heavenly and Human Realm powerhouses didn't even blink an eyelid.

Wang Chan raised his eyes and saw a woman in white, with a light veil on her face, her jade feet stepping on the void, the lotus flower suddenly gave birth, and round after round of perfect Buddha light appeared on the back of her head. Before those corpses could get closer, they completely melted away like snow meets the sun.

An old man with fairy wind and bones, standing in the air, white beard fluttering, his face is joyless and sad, his eyes seem to be overlooking all living beings, every time he waves his hand, a large number of corpses disappear out of thin air, it is the Taoist supernatural power, the sleeve is good!

"The current Bodhisattva of the Leizhou Buddha Kingdom, the ancestor of the Xiangzhou Tianyi Sect, this is the ...... 'Sword Demon' Leng Jianfeng!" Wang Chan frowned slightly.

I saw a middle-aged uncle with a beard on his face staggering forward while drinking wine. I didn't see him make a move at all, but the ground corpses around him were divided into pieces by the incomparably powerful sword qi, and the ground was full of broken flesh and scarlet.

can be named after a sword, this sleepy-eyed middle-aged uncle is naturally not an ordinary person, it can be said that if it weren't for the "Sword Saint" Liu Bai, he would have reached the top of the world's first kendo. It's just that there is never an if.

......

One by one, the celestials showed their magical powers, how could a mere corpse stop them, the strongest people in the world.

But this blood-colored wasteland seems to have no bounds, and the corpses of the ground are endless.

A corpse kept crawling up from the ground, and there was a tendency to kill more and more.

And the worst thing is that as Wang Chan and the others continue to go deeper, the earth corpse is becoming more and more powerful, and there are even heavenly corpses that are about to transform into corpse immortals.

Faced with this situation, even Wang Chan's heart couldn't help but feel heavy. You must know that this group of ground corpses has no intelligence, and acts completely on instinct, and no matter how large the number is, it will not pose much of a threat to them. But if there is a corpse immortal, it will be a different situation, since they are called immortals, they are naturally free from the muddy body, and they have the wisdom of the natural command ability of the corpse group, and when the time comes, in the vast sea of corpses, even the celestials and people are at risk of falling.

Fortunately, along the way, they did not encounter the corpse fairy. The few times they encountered the Heavenly Corpse, they were also immediately beheaded, and they did not pose much of a threat to them.

I don't know how long it flew, but everyone finally saw the end of the wasteland, which was a big yellow river.

Just as they were secretly relieved, a creepy voice suddenly sounded.

I saw that the earth suddenly cracked, and three ancient coffins slowly emerged from the cracks.

The ancient coffin is made of netherworld stone, engraved with unknown ancient characters, carved with strange beasts, just looking at this momentum, you know that the person lying inside must be a great person.

Everyone looked at these three ancient coffins as if they were facing a great enemy, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no reaction.

After waiting for a while, everyone's hearts finally relaxed a little, and they began to look at the rushing yellow river in front of them, but their attention never completely left the ancient coffin.

"It turns out that there is really a yellow spring in the world...... Wang Chan muttered in a low voice. (To be continued.) )