"The burial place of the strong people in the Eastern Wilderness has always been, how many people can come out of this trip?"

A rootless river, also known as the river of seclusion, connects the bronze fairy hall, and the monks who came to join in the excitement were stunned, faint and sighing.

The chances are too slim.

It's just that there are constantly figures coming, such as the ancient family, the Holy Land, the Great Sect, and even the ancient dynasty of Zhongzhou, all of which have ancient characters appearing.

Subsequently, in the burst of exclamations, bathed in the glorious past of the past, he chose to give it a go.

Especially after hearing that the Lord of the Eight Views Palace has a Dao body that can fight as a demi-saint enters it, he wants to join him as soon as possible.

Meanwhile.

The surroundings of the immortal hall were dim and very dark, only a few enterers, and their bodies flowed out with a little divine light, like a bright light in the eternal darkness.

And the huge bronze hall in front of it, which is mottled with green rust and comparable to a city, makes the comers' hearts restless, like falling into the depths of hell.

After all, there are countless wax corpses, which are distributed everywhere, which sets off the atmosphere more and more weirdly.

As everyone knows, this place is the tomb of the most powerful people, every time it appears, it will shake the Eastern Wilderness, and the world's characters are like moths to fire, rushing desperately.

Just because this magnificent bronze hall is said to have been cast by immortals, and for endless years, no one in the universe has become immortals, even those who stand at the pinnacle of humanity are equally difficult to resist temptation.

According to records, the Bronze Immortal Hall and so on run through the entire ancient history of the Eastern Wilderness!

"It has only appeared four or five times in millions of years, and has buried countless superlative ......"

On his side, Nangong Zheng, who had regained his mastery demeanor, was full of emotion.

And Meng Fan ignored it, according to his understanding of the original book, this relic has always moved irregularly in the underground of the Eastern Wilderness, appearing in a different region every time, drifting along with the rootless Tongyun River, missing once, it will not appear again for at least 100,000 years.

In addition, its origin is also worth scrutinizing, it is suspected that it is like a barren tower, an immortal weapon left over from the ancient era of immortals, and it was originally a dormant place for remnant immortals.

As for the later experience, Meng Fan can be sure that the ruthless emperor faded here, but an accident occurred, his body collapsed, and the blood of the Immortal Emperor was spilled and watered here......

Frankly, no one but the person involved can say exactly what happened.

Anyway, I don't know how long it took, the empress entered the ancient forbidden land in the name of the wilderness, and used the immortal chain made of four divine gold to firmly imprison herself in it, leaving the Dao Guo Xiao Nan to walk in the world.

Thoughts are racing!

Without any resistance, Meng Fan, who followed the mysterious attraction, was able to enter the temple.

"Bang!"

There was a whirlwind in front of them, and the two of them fell heavily to the ground, and they were already in the bronze hall at this moment.

And those who originally wanted to follow the Lord of the Eight Views Palace, as well as the few old immortals of Nangong Zheng, the supreme power of the human race, had failed in their thoughts.

Endless emptiness, indescribable silence, groggy inside, all kinds of scenes are hazy.

In addition, time seems to stand still here, like the end of the world.

Almost the moment he entered, a chaotic aura flowed out of Meng Fan's eyes, and his gaze immediately penetrated all kinds of delusions, but there were so many secrets and murderous intentions here, and he still couldn't see the end at a glance.

"Kacha!"

At this time, the sound of shattering came, and I felt like I had come to the beginning of the world, and Nangong, who was quite apprehensive in his heart, was frowning.

I saw a snow-white skeleton on the ground, broken in many places, and at the slightest touch, it turned into bone meal.

And not far from the bones, a few dried blood words, black and red, and a lake, there is an indescribable charm flowing, as if condensing the essence of the person's whole body, and only then will the imprint be left, as if conveying an emotion.

[Dare to ask the heavens, is there an immortal? 】

There are only eight words.

It is conceivable that before this person died, his heart was absolutely full of regret and unwillingness, no matter how the means were against the sky, how profound the realm was, he still couldn't clear the clouds and see the blue sky!

"Fellow Daoists may be able to leave a few words, and if an accident occurs, they can also leave something in this world, which will be hung by future generations."

Meng Fan opened his mouth and said seriously.

And Nangong Zheng didn't hear the ridicule, nodded, and began to concentrate on the portrayal, using his own Dao fruit as ink, leaving his will to future generations:

"Nangong Zheng of the human race, I want to fight for a lifetime of immortals!"

Ten words, indicating their own aspirations, the artistic conception that circulated in it can be described as earth-shaking, and even Meng Fan, who was crossing Zhongzhou, was shocked.

Ignorance is true.

But faith cannot be faked.

The two immortal ants also have the ambition to climb.

"It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era, if I was in a slightly better environment, it would not be a problem to become a sage."

"What's going on?" Yin Yanwan asked curiously, and was not in a hurry to instill divine power to urge Xuanyutai.

Beside him, Yao Xi, who had changed his court, also blinked his beautiful eyes, expecting him to tell the scene he saw in his Dao body and the performance of the power of the human race.

The other side.

The ancient hall is still dead, and Nangong, who has completed the carving, is packing up his mentality and closely following Meng Fan forward, after all, there is no connection between life and death and death, if he can, he wants to get out alive.

In this way, the two of them passed by a dozen more skeletons, and saw lines of bloody words until two portals were revealed.

The two portals resemble the yin and yang fish in Tai Chi!

On the left is a black yin fish.

On the right is a white yang fish.

Both of them are like irregular crescents, but when they are combined into one, they are Tai Chi!

If it weren't for the great danger, the incomparably strong killing machine, and the lack of the right time, it would be impossible to find its trace at all, this place is definitely a top-level transformation and creation place in the vast universe, no less than the Zhongzhou Huaxian Pond and the Eternal Dragon's Lair.

On the black Yin Fish portal, there is a vigorous ancient character engraved, and the momentum is compelling, and it wants to crash people out.

Die!

This word can be said to be very ominous, like a magic spell, imprinted on it, and there is a bloody breath rushing to the face.

Such a scene made Nangong Zheng, who had just cleaned up his mentality, tremble for a while, and was glad that he had fooled the Lord of the Eight Views Palace in advance and withstood all the pressure.

And on the white Yangyu portal, the iron hook and silver stroke are only engraved with one word, which is:

Bear.

The pen is powerful, the charm is natural, and there is a peaceful atmosphere, which is diametrically opposed to the Yin Fish Portal.

Nangong is subconsciously looking back, and unconsciously, there is no way behind him, foggy, dark and lightless, and there are only two words of life and death in front of him to choose from!

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"There is nothing to hesitate about, it is natural to choose the door of life, who will choose death, in the next desire to fight for a lifetime of immortals, to find a wisp of life......"

The tone is firm.

Sounds very uplifting!

It's just that his footsteps never moved, his eyes stared straight at Meng Fan, ready to slap himself in the face at any time, that is, change his words and choose another way.

"Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments, yin and yang rise together, the yang is life, and the yin is death."

"The anode gives birth to yin, the cathode gives birth to yang, yin and yang are reversed, and life and death are translocated......"