More people knelt on the ground and stood up for a long time, as if praying and repenting. A desolate atmosphere rushed straight into Fengyun Wuji's heart, and he heard the sound of the North Sea lapping the shore in the distance, and his heart was even more undulating, unable to be stable, and the figures who fell down and stabbed his sword to the heart continued to echo in his mind, and the despair, self-blame, and sad expression still lingered and could be seen clearly.

Following behind the black-robed man, Feng Yun Wuji walked through the crowd and walked towards the entrance of Xuanyuan Hill, at this moment, a heavy feeling pressed on his heart, making people breathless. With heavy steps, Fengyun Wuji walked inward along the entrance dozens of zhang wide, and in the distance, a strong imperial aura came.

"Whoever is born as a member of our tribe should take the revitalization of our people as his ambition"

"Whoever is born as a human being should take it as his duty to break the shackles of our people. ”

At the entrance of the tomb, two lines of copper and three points are impressively visible, listing both sides. Lowering his head, Fengyun Wuji entered the passage of the tomb. After only a few steps, Fengyun Wuji stopped and looked at his feet in shock.

At the foot is a huge pit, in the pit, countless warriors in dragon armor kneel on the ground, the halberd is deeply inserted into the ground, facing forward, dense figures occupy the entire pit, these warriors have long been seated, under the armor embroidered with iron, there are already dry bones, even if they have been dead for hundreds of millions of years, they still maintain a straight body, maintain the loyalty before death.

In the direction where tens of thousands of corpses knelt down, a corpse dressed in a silk dragon robe and carrying an imperial crown sat on a carved gold dragon chair.

Feng Yun Wuji looked at the corpse in shock, a strong visual conflict came to him, subconsciously, Feng Yun Wuji knelt on the ground, and when he came back to his senses, he was already propped up on the ground with his hands.

A wave of compassion rushed towards him, and suddenly, Feng Yun Wuji saw an emperor who saw that the human race was oppressed by demons, and he was angry, and he wept when he saw the embarrassing situation of the human race. When the gods and demons attacked, he faced the attack of destroying the world alone, his expression was calm, and thousands of demons were wiped out in the midst of laughter, and he was unparalleled for a while, seeing that he was in the war of the four clans, he faced a strong enemy alone, and he was determined but fearless, step by step towards the gods and demons in the sky, and gradually surrounded by dense demons...... "Born as a human being, I am determined to revitalize my clan!"

"Broken bones, no regrets!"

...... Tick!

A line of clear tears flowed, Fengyun Wuji suddenly woke up, wiped the tears in his eyes, but the blood surging in his chest could not be calmed down for a long time, for a man, he was obsessed with selfish desires, and he did not think about revitalizing the human race, how can he be called a man?

"Let's go," the black-robed man stood up and said to Fengyun Wuji.

"Let's go first, I want to stay here all night. Fengyun Wuji still knelt on the ground, raised his head, and said to the black-robed man.

"I'm right outside, at the exit, you can come to me tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay. ”

After the black-robed man walked out, Feng Yun Wuji walked down a stone staircase from the side, and walked towards the golden dragon chair step by step, and when he was dozens of steps away from the corpse of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, Feng Yun Wuji stopped, knelt down, kowtowed three times, and then sat down in the middle of the corpses of tens of thousands of dragon armored warriors.

The body of the Yellow Emperor sat upright on the dragon chair, a long dragon-like tail bone stretched out from under the dragon robe, and dragged from the dragon chair to dozens of steps away, Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but think of the rumors he heard from the black-robed man, in the rumors that the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan practiced the 'Xuanyuan Emperor's heart decision' to the end, reaching the peak of the highest level of the 'Divine Dragon Transformation', which can be incarnated into a holy beast Qinglong, whose power is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and with a single move, it can kill countless living beings. The power of the dragon change is too domineering, and the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan is even more because of the realm beyond the dragon change, in the end, when the human body is restored, the body still maintains a dragon tail when the mutation, the long tail cone, like the dragon tail born after the body change of the dragon.

The descendant of the dragon, this legend seems to exist in every plane, and in the plane of the unscrupulous ascension, the emperor uses the dragon as a symbol, which is derived from this legend.

With a feeling of seeing his ancestors, Fengyun Wuji slowly closed his eyes.

"Tonight, let me feel the feeling of being with the ancestor of the Yellow Emperor. Fengyun Wuji thought and gradually closed his eyes.

A burst of white mist escaped from his body, and Fengyun Wuji had already entered the supreme realm of the void. I don't know how long it took, the sky was completely dark, the curtain was dim, Fengyun Wuji entered the state of the ancient well, a stream of pale yellow mist from Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and the warrior who knelt down in the tomb, wearing dragon armor floated up, floating in the tomb, when the pale yellow mist floated in front of Fengyun Wuji, the fog suddenly swung, and then the light yellow mist in the room turned into two wisps of light smoke, from Fengyun Wuji's nose, eyes, ears and other points into Fengyun Wuji's body...... The second day was to wake up from the meditation, Fengyun Wuji unexpectedly found that the true qi in his body had recovered thirty percent, and he was puzzled in his heart, and it was not very good.

Beside him, an old man in a black robe sat cross-legged beside Feng Yun Wuji, and when he saw Feng Yun Wuji standing up, he glanced at him in surprise, as if he saw something incomprehensible.

Fengyun Wuji flicked his sleeves and walked towards the outside of the tomb. In my ears, the sound of the violent waves of the North Sea came from afar.

The black-robed man brushed his robe from afar, walked over, and said indifferently: "Your skills, after half a month, can be restored, you can move around here at will, during this period, I will always repent here, if you want to find me, come here." ”

Feng Yun Wuji nodded, then lowered the cloak on his head, silently walked through the crowd, found a vacant seat, and sat down in front of Beihai Xuanyuan Hill among a black-robed person.

"Do you wonder who they are, why were they pierced through their bodies by iron cables, but they looked calm, as if they didn't feel pain?" a voice as thin as a mosquito came from Fengyun Wuji's ears.

Fengyun Wuji retracted his gaze at the people sitting cross-legged in the vaulted cavern, their bodies pierced by iron cables, lowered their heads, and said nothing.

"They are all trapped here of their own volition, and those iron ropes are also used by them to penetrate their own bodies, are you very puzzled?" the man continued to himself, "They are just like you, each of them, in the past tens of millions of years, they have reached amazing heights with their heavenly wealth, but at the same time, their hands are also stained with the blood of their kind. Everyone, when he achieved great martial arts, was a generation of heroes throughout the primeval world, but there is a way to be a skill with a hundred bones, although they know that all this is inevitable, although they know that all this is the meaning of the temple, to fight, to promote the rapid improvement of the human race's strength, but their hands are stained with the blood of their own people, this is an indisputable fact. They couldn't help themselves afterwards, so they came to this Beihai Xuanyuan Hill, and beside the mausoleum of His Majesty Xuanyuan, the supreme saint, they dug a cave and dwelled in a hole, piercing their bodies with iron cables, so as to repent of their mistakes. Another reason is that these people have all reached the realm of gods, and it is impossible to reach the realm of the supreme at all, and the blood of the clansmen has flowed, but it is not worth it! ”

(To be continued)