Ancient halls, unknown mysteries. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info full of the cry of the vast ancients, the endless sad breath swept the heart, and the ears seemed to sound the sound of the ancestors kowtowing to pay tribute.

"Boom!"

The pitch-black territory is transparent in an instant.

Dozens of withered old men, prostrate on the ground, crawling forward, the old man with his withered arms stretched out, looking at the monument-like existence in front of him, Cangsang laughed.

The pitch-black robe waved, Jun Qinghan looked at it in front of him, and he was also inexplicably excited.

Walking into the bronze giant gate, stepping into the unknown territory, when the surroundings are illuminated by golden light, the road ahead is a smooth road.

In front of Jun Qinghan, there are high steps, mottled steps, blood stains on it, and there are still blood and tears of predecessors, bronze piles, it seems so long.

At the top of the stairs was a pile of bones......

Dead Remains!

The snow-white dead remains, standing at the top of the stairs, sit like an ancient Buddha, and endless white rays emerge from the body. Even though he died, his arm was as bright as jade.

The dead bones, through the vicissitudes of life, have sat since ancient times, but have not moved in the slightest, hideous skeletons, terrible bodies, but endless compassion.

A monstrous aura burst out from the dead bones.

Under the stairs, dozens of world-famous powerhouses were as humble as ants in front of the dead remains, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of the atmosphere, looking at the crystal like jade dead remains, in awe and ecstasy.

- Immortal remains!

The dead bones, the bones that have come through the ages, are the immortal remains. That...... It is the navigation light that leads to the vast road of cultivating immortals, and it is the key to knocking on the door of the immortal world.

Dozens of strong men, like mad beasts, crawled towards the immortal remains......

Behind the strong man, the pitch-black robe waved, the green silk was messy, walking in the desolate hall, Jun Qinghan walked with difficulty, looking at the corpses like a shrine on the stairs, and there was a trace of jealous killing intent in his eyes.

Immortals and demons, not two sides!

"Buzz...... Airplanes...... Buzz ......"

The eternal bell chime, the faint fairy sound permeated the ancient giant hall, like the cry of the immortal Buddha, the call of the ancients. The sea is sinking, the stars are moving, and the steps are quietly changing......

The immortal remains are surrounded by three thousand white bones!

The bones of the crystal white fairy are in the middle, in all directions, dry bones are everywhere, they either hold flowers in their hands, or put their hands together, like an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged, facing the most central fairy remains, on the hideous skeleton, there is still residual awe.

And in the middle of the three thousand dead remains, there is a decaying old man, although he has not turned into white bones, but he has died!

On the periphery of the white bones, the old man with remnants of vitality sat for three thousand years, looking at the immortal remains in the center, with infinite awe in his eyes, full of confidence in the ethereal immortal road.

Under the Immortal Constellation, three thousand inheritances!

And now, there are dozens of peerless powerhouses, who are crawling with blood in their mouths, but they are still heading towards the futon under the immortal throne......

Looking at the glorious avenue and the glorious staircase leading to the nine heavens, Jun Qinghan's eyes flashed with blood, and he was murderous, without the slightest envy:

Sitting in front of the remains for 3,000 years, I don't see the mortal dust and the immortals!

The narrow immortal road trapped hundreds of millions of monks, hid from the sky and crossed the sea, and suffered from the sacrifices of the common people.

When the immortal sound was in Dachang, rolling and sweeping through the nine heavens, the ancient bronze giant hall shook, and the dense fairy sound in the air stopped abruptly, like a broken string, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Stampede...... Stampede ...... Stampede ......"

The mottled giant hall was mighty, the sky roared, billions of horses galloped, the ancient chariot crushed the void, and the vast blood flag tore the country. In the end, it turned into the voice of thousands of devils one after another, uniformly, and everywhere it went, it was all smooth.

The Huanghuang Hall suddenly resounded with a magic sound.

The roar of 100,000 devils, the sound of the battle of the eight divisions of Shura, the mad anger of the envoy of the holy demons, and the eternal proverbs of the ancient demon venerable......

All the sounds swept in the ancient bronze hall, like an angry ocean, stirring up stormy waves.

At the other end of the giant hall, it suddenly shook, like a hundred thousand thunderbolts slashing into the human world, opposite to the staircase of the immortal remains, and at the end of the bronze ancient hall, the glorious ground collapsed and recessed......

But in a moment, in front of Jun Qinghan's body, an abyss appeared, and all the magic sounds came out of the abyss.

Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, as if he had realized, the pitch-black robe waved, and the young man let out a long roar, shaking the ancient giant hall, his body was like a kunpeng, fluttering his wings, and suddenly jumping towards the ten thousand demons abyss.

The figure fell rapidly, the wind poured into his ears, and Jun Qinghan could only feel the demonic thoughts surrounding him, which were gradually strengthening......

"Bang!"

I don't know how long it took, Jun Qinghan only felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if he had fallen apart.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment, Jun Qinghan's whole body was boiling, and under his feet was a pitch-black and scarlet earth, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, but it was the real Demon Domain.

The void breathed, dead and silent, desolate, full of the roar of the devil.

And not three feet in front of him, a dead figure sat cross-legged:

The pitch-black robe dragged on the ground for more than three feet, after eternity and ageless, cold and iron-blue, a majestic and domineering face, sitting cross-legged on the ground, palms on the knees, also have the meaning of pointing the world on the river.

The ink-like green silk flew in the demon abyss, looking murderous. Although the vitality is extinguished, the blood-red pupils are full of monstrous resentment and ambition to compete in the world.

Jun Qinghan's face was stunned, he looked at the dead demon remains in front of him, and bowed to the ground on one knee to worship.

Standing up slowly, a blood-red light flashed in Jun Qinghan's pupils, and at the moment when he buckled down on one knee just now, a trace of thought flashed in his mind: "This, it's the Demon Venerable!"

- Demon Venerable's Dead Remains!

Being in the abyss, Jun Qinghan couldn't help but feel a little desolate. There are three thousand inheritances under the immortal skeleton seat, and there is no one in this demon abyss, except for the dead corpse of the demon venerable, only he is cold.

"You're here...... I'm a descendant of the demons!"

In the dark abyss, a dull sound sounded, sweeping around Jun Qinghan, like an ancient giant bell ringing, full of infinite desolation.

Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, "Although my heart is towards the Demon Dao, when did I become a descendant of the Demon Clan?"

"No...... Can't be wrong, you are the clansman of my demon realm, the only clansman", the desolate breath sounded again, and at the same time as the voice swept through the sky, Jun Qinghan felt an inexplicable shock in his body, and his whole body was infinitely restrained.

The meridians swelled, the heart tingled, and a drop of heart essence blood was forced out of the body by an invisible force, dripping on the top of the head of the Demon Venerable in front of Jun Qinghan.

"Buzz!"

The infinite demon abyss, a mighty sound. The withered body of the Demon Venerable burst out with infinite demonic light, rendering the towering Demon Abyss more and more hideous and terrifying, making the ancient bronze giant hall tremble.

After a long time, the terrifying aura in the demon abyss dissipated, but there was a voice of infinite anger:

"You, the rebel son of the demons!"

Under the demon abyss, Jun Qinghan's qi and blood were suddenly reversed, and his whole body was like Ling Chi, his heart was in pain, looking at the dead remains of the Demon Venerable in front of him, he was more frightened in his heart.

"You...... Unexpectedly, he came out of 100,000 Yellow Springs without permission, why do he have the blood of a demon, the body of a person, and the spiritual root of an immortal?"

The hoarse, desolate, and angry voice sounded in Jun Qinghan's ears like rolling thunder, making his soul tremble, like a pinprick in the eye.

"The water of the Yellow Spring, where does the water of the Yellow Spring come from?" Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and suddenly his eyes were shocked, "You mean that the tears are like snow? The water of the Yellow Spring has dried up many thousands of years ago."

In the Abyss Demon Domain, the Demon Venerable's Bone 'Library' sounded.

After a long time, the Demon Venerable let out a long sigh and let out a long roar that had been accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, like a million thunderbolts and wrath, setting off boundless wind and waves in the Dry Mulberry Domain, sweeping towards the Qinglian Continent.

"Tianxing Demon Clan, Demon Chang kills the sky...... Hahaha, Immortal Dao, Heavenly Dao, you deceived my demon clan too much, ...... today Just today, I'm going to open my Demon Clan's killing inheritance and create the next generation of my Demon Clan's Demon Venerable", in the Demon Abyss, the Demon Venerable's pale laughter sounded:

"From today on, you are the prince of my demon clan, for the great cause of my demon clan, you will chase the world, whip the world, and destroy this heavenly way!"

Destroy this Heavenly Dao!

Destroy this Heavenly Dao!

Extinguished in the Heavenly Dao!

........................

The last sentence of the Demon Venerable, in the eternal demon abyss, repeated the vast, endless desolate killing intent, which made Jun Qinghan feel infinite horror, trembling all over, but his mouth involuntarily followed the voice of the Demon Venerable:

Destroy this Heavenly Dao!