Where is this going, is it really going to be thrown into reincarnation?

The golden lion's great claws gripped the void with all its might, trying to tear it apart, but it was in vain, it couldn't stop, and it couldn't cross and escape.

"Stop me!" it roared, and because it knew the lineage of the ancient monks, it was even more afraid, really afraid of being reincarnated.

At that time, will it still be itself? Because it had heard from its ancestors that it would be cut off from its previous life and forget everything.

That is equivalent to extinction, saying goodbye to the past completely, forgetting everything, in a sense, it will not be oneself, it will be like a new life.

"No, stop!" roared the golden lion.

Because, if that's the case, that's fine, the point is that this so-called reincarnation has been evolving, and it hasn't succeeded at all.

If you are sent to reincarnation, you will probably die!

Shi Hao also tried all kinds of means, but there was no way to reverse this trend, the colorful light was mottled, wrapped around them, and walked at great speed, suspected of crossing the river of time.

"Fixed!" Shi Hao snorted lightly, all kinds of magical powers came out, but the result didn't work, and the speed was still fast.

Shout!

They were like arrows from the string, involuntarily galloping all the way away from the cave.

"It seems to have left through a stone door?" Shi Hao muttered to himself.

Because, the change just now was too strange, and in a flash of divine light, they disappeared from the place, and if it weren't for his keen sense, he wouldn't have been able to see it clearly.

Eventually, slowing down, they saw the road, where they saw figure after figure with stiff facial expressions. Dead and lifeless.

This is like a group of revenants, walking on the Nine Shadows Road.

And Shi Hao and the Golden Lion are their fellow travelers. Soon, a murky river was seen ahead, and a pontoon bridge was crossed over it, from where all the dead bodies had crossed.

"Well, where did you go?" Shi Hao was shocked, and the dead bodies that crossed the river disappeared immediately, disappearing on the other side of the river. It seems to disappear out of thin air.

At the same time, one ancient beast after another appeared in various parts of the Heavenly Beast Forest, as well as a small number of great cultivators from foreign lands. Now I can't get conscious.

The heavenly beasts have reappeared, and they are still the original batch!

When the ancient beast roared, the original mountains and forests were destroyed, and magma gushed out. These creatures have been reduced to ashes. But now it's happening. The magma receded, mountains rose from the ground, green jungles glowed, and the dead beasts returned.

It's a reincarnation, but it's weird, different from the real sense of the big reincarnation.

It's more like reincarnation in a limited cage, and the state of these creatures is clearly special. Some of them are incomplete, and some of them are lost. Become the Walking Dead.

On the way of reincarnation, Shi Hao and the golden lion stopped in front of the river and did not immediately get on the bridge, which made them hesitate because they didn't know what was at the end of the bridge.

If that step is taken, it is a matter of life and death.

But when they turned back, they were stunned, for there was no way behind them, only one after another walking corpses suddenly appeared to cross the pontoon bridge.

"Let's go, can we still make the living dead? Shi Hao pushed the golden lion and asked it to lead the way in front of his head.

The golden lion dares to be angry and dare not speak, and slander there, why don't you take the lead?

Rumble!

The two of them were different from the others, those walking remains disappeared directly at the end of the bridge, and when it was the turn of the golden lion, it burst out with a brilliant light and left from here.

Seeing this, Shi Hao quickly followed, and stepped out of the pontoon bridge in one step, the divine light was dazzling, extremely bewitching, illuminating the entire turbid river and the ancient bridge.

Bang!

They appeared in a mountain range, and when the golden lion fell, it was hung by a dead tree, and it could not go up or down.

Until Shi Hao appeared, smashed on its body, and rode it to the ground.

Shi Hao's face changed immediately, and he felt a cold breath from head to toe, this place was so familiar, he recognized it instantly.

It was the dead tree that had pierced the rats and killed a group of monks from other lands, which was very weird.

At that time, Shi Hao had watched from afar and did not approach.

And now he actually came to the front of him, under the tree, this place is very special, silent.

The old tree is tall, there is not a single leaf on all the branches, this is a dead old tree, and the color is special, the whole body is dark black, bare.

And there is no vegetation around, the ground is dark red, and the soil is soft and damp, like a swamp, and somewhat muddy.

"Blood, this is the blood of countless living beings!" the golden lion shouted.

It was almost smashed by Shi Hao, because it was the collision of the Dao rules, and when such a strong person met, there must be a protective body god released to form a secret power.

At this time, its golden fur was dyed bloody, especially the golden sideburns that were so thick that they fell to the front of the giant claws, and it seemed to bleed.

This so-called swamp was formed by blood!

After such a long time, this place has not dried up, and it is hard to imagine how many creatures shed blood here to form a blood swamp.

And such an ancient tree, rooted in the swamp, will look strange no matter what.

The golden lion stood up, very vigilant, it had a bit of a heart-pounding feeling here, and it always felt very ominous.

At the same time, it was extremely dissatisfied, Shi Haozhen regarded it as a mount, sat on it, and never went down, not stained with blood-colored swamps.

"You come down!" it roared, making an angry sound, and if it hadn't really been able to beat the famine, it would have been shopping for it a long time ago.

Because, it doesn't want to die like this, and wants to find a chance to take revenge, so it has been enduring humiliation.

"It is your blessing to be my mount, and in thousands of years, if this spreads, it may be the brilliant glory of your clan. Shi Hao said loudly.

When the golden lion heard this, he was furious, his whole body glowed, and he resisted, wanting to use his treasure art.

"Do you want to die, if you try to kill in this place, you will definitely die!" Shi Hao slapped it and slapped it on the head, and its heavenly spirit cover immediately cracked, making the golden lion's head dizzy.

"I warn you, my patience is limited, if I don't want to die, I have to do my duty!" Shi Hao threatened, taking the fearless lion as a mount, just to go to the battlefield in the future to give some ethnic deterrence.

Otherwise, he would have wanted to kill this lion a long time ago, this clan has a lot of blood debts, and it would not be a pity to kill it.

The seven orifices of the golden lion's qi smoked, his hair rushed to the crown, his body was full of lion hair and stood upside down, and the golden light was shining, like a round of golden sun, and this also set off the Shi Hao on its back more powerful, like an immortal Buddha driving a mount.

No matter what, the golden lion finally gave in, endured his grievances, and looked forward to revenge in the future.

"What's that?" Shi Hao looked at this place carefully, looking up at this black ancient tree, and always felt a little mad.

And at this time he made a new discovery, and there was a withered creature hanging on a branch, which had long since been shriveled and almost unrecognizable.

"Blue gold marten!" the golden lion also saw it, gasped, and recognized it as a very terrifying creature, a war beast that had been in the line of ancient monks.

Now, its fur is dull, and it has long lost its blue-gold luster, like a dry stake, and it is impossible to leave without looking closely.

"And!" Shi Hao looked up and saw a skeleton hanging from a higher place among the branches of a giant tree, and it could be seen that he was covered in skin and bones, and there were tattered clothes on his body.

"Great virtuous monks, at least there is a peerless cultivation beyond the realm of retreat!" the golden lion was shocked and exclaimed.

Although the dried corpse was skinny, the shriveled old skin was still pale gold, which was the feeling of the golden body of Buddhism, and it was a terrifying master.

And the clothes on his body are robes, which are made of star sand, which is a rare treasure, but it has long been worn out in the years and has lost its luster.

It is really strange and a little scary for a great monk to be hanged on this ancient tree like this.

Both Shi Hao and the Golden Lion looked solemn, staring at this ancient tree, walking around it under the tree, carefully observing the branches between the huge trees.

Sure enough, there are more than one or two terrifying powerhouses who have been hanged here, there are many!

The golden lion's body shook violently, and it trembled slightly, because it recognized that one of the creatures was very large and huge, but now it was shriveled there.

"White Jade Dragon Elephant!"

This is the ancient monk's lineage of the guardian holy beast, this family is extremely famous, when the ancient monk lineage is mentioned, many times people will think of this holy beast.

A white jade dragon elephant was actually hanged here!(To be continued......)