The burly man, wrapped in iron chains, pulled a huge bronze ancient coffin through the air, and one step was several miles away.

He swept away Mo Wen but ignored it, hung behind him, and hurried away. Mo Wen was frightened at first, and then turned calm, is it a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, such an existence is powerless to resist at all.

"What is this blood-stained ancient coffin?" Mo Wen turned around curiously, looking at the huge bronze ancient coffin behind him. Look

The bronze coffin was stained with blood, surrounded by a mysterious and chaotic aura, illusory and ethereal, and could not be seen, as if it was in a different void, not in this realm at all.

You can faintly see the mysterious runes carved on the coffin board, exuding a breathtaking atmosphere.

Just at a glance, Mo Wen was like falling into an ice cave, and his face was extremely white.

The dragons on the ancient coffin were actually swimming, as if they were alive, and the crimson statue of the word "Dian" on the front flew out from the bronze coffin and went straight to the depths of his soul.

What's even more terrifying is that he seems to see a pair of scarlet bloody eyes in the bronze coffin, which has a terrifying demonic liliang, clenching Mo Wen's throat tightly.

"Ahem...... Belch...... Ahem......"

Mo Wen struggled desperately to get rid of it, but like a drowning person, he couldn't catch anything.

Fortunately, a pair of powerful hands covered Mo Wen's eyes in time, cutting off the demonic liliang, pulling Mo Wen back from the edge of the abyss, and he immediately coughed violently.

"Don't look at it!"

The burly man who pulled the coffin said in a hoarse and low voice, his tone was extremely blunt, full of vicissitudes and old age.

After he said a word, he still pulled the blood coffin, striding like flying, the distance between one step was getting farther and farther, and when he arrived at Zuihou, it was actually a step of more than ten miles, and the mountains and rivers were instantly thrown into the depths, which was terrifying.

Mo Wen didn't dare to look behind him anymore, but he still felt cold behind him, as if he was stared at by a pair of evil bloody eyes.

"Senior, where are we going?"

The person pulling the coffin didn't answer, he didn't even react at all, he pulled the ancient coffin and shuttled through the void, and the countless mountains and rivers below were left behind.

"Roaring ......"

In the barren mountains, a giant as high as the mountains roared, swept with a stick, and brought a powerful storm that swept away the surrounding mountains and rivers.

"Far ...... Ancient Giant!"

Mo Wen shouted in horror, his voice trembling.

The ancient giants are said to be the descendants of the innate gods and demons of the primeval flood era, and at their peak, they can fight against the gods, and they are unimaginably powerful.

"Choking ......"

The coffin puller looked indifferent, as if he had never seen the ancient giant, and with a wave of his right hand, an iron chain flew out.

"Bang Bang!"

With a loud bang, the huge rod bent and almost snapped, and flew upside down and crashed into the giant's face, blood splattering.

"Whew......"

The ancient giant screamed in pain, and his body fell straight down, and he collapsed several hills with a rumbling ass.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

Frightened, and not caring for revenge, it scrambled to its feet, turned and fled into the depths, trampling on the earth with a loud bang, and shaking the earth from the top of the mountain.

"This ......"

The scene in front of him was too far from the imaginary battle of the dragon and the tiger, Mo Wen's head was chaotic for a while, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and turned his head to look at the burly back with difficulty.

"What the hell is this monster!"

The ancient giants claimed to be able to fight fiercely with the gods, invincible in the wilderness, but now they were repelled by this burly man with a wave of his hand, how terrifying is this?

Mo Wen even felt that as long as this big man was willing, a blow would be enough to take the life of this ancient giant.

The shock in his heart was unimaginable, but the person who pulled the coffin just glanced at it indifferently, and stepped forward again, crossing the distance of several miles in one step, and the clouds were light and light.

"Boom...... Bang...... Boom ......"

In the distance behind him, the ancient giant held a bent stick and smashed several small hills viciously, panting and rumbling into the distance.

"Roar ......" "Boom ......"

It came to a large mountain, looked up to the sky and roared, and smashed a stone mountain apart with a single stick.

"Hehehe...... What are you angry with me when you eat it?"

On a boulder on the top of the mountain in front of it, a middle-aged man shouted wildly.

His hair was loose and danced in the storm, and his loose garment was loose and danced with the storm, uninhibited.

"Roaring ......"

The ancient giant was furious, and smashed it towards the stone mountain with a big stick, but it was only halfway through, but it slowly stopped, and then suddenly lifted it, and rumbled a stone mountain next to it.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

The ancient giant was so angry that he was panting heavily, and Zuihou sat on a stone mountain with a rumbling ass, and the stones below were rumbling and shattering.

It glared viciously at the man on the boulder on the top of the mountain, and then at its own bent stick, and its heart ached.

The middle-aged man was happy daxiao: "Haha...... Whoever asked you to fight can't beat me. ”

"Roaring ......"

The ancient giant roared angrily, grabbed a small stone mountain beside him, and threw it at the man.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the countless boulders were shattered one after another, and he looked at the direction of the coffin puller's departure with a solemn face, and said:

"How could such a terrifying existence come out of there, six thousand immortals! I'm afraid countless people should go crazy, just ask the Eastern Wilderness, who can live for six thousand years? Moreover, that divine coffin ......"

He frowned even more when he said this, and the expression on his face became more solemn.

If Mo Wen was here at this moment, he would definitely be incomparably different: "Grandpa!"

This person is Mo Wen's grandfather - Mo Jiuyou, a genius in the sky, and a legend of the Eastern Wilderness.

After Mo asked out of Kunwu Mountain, he had been secretly following, and it was he who had frightened the three powerful beast overlords a few days ago.

"Hey! The mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full of buildings, all kinds of demons and monsters have appeared in the world, and the Eastern Wilderness is going to be chaotic! Wen'er was taken captive by him, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. ”

He sighed abruptly, and took a step out in the direction where the coffin puller had left, and when he reappeared, he was already hundreds of feet away, and then he took several steps in succession, and disappeared into the mountains in the blink of an eye.

"Whew......"

The ancient giant looked at the direction in which Mo Jiuyou had left, roared angrily, raised the big stick, and rumbled a stone mountain into powder.

It's really unlucky today, I came out and met so many killers, and I couldn't beat any of them, and I almost lost my life.

It reigned as the king and hegemon in the great wilderness, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he raised the big stick, and it was smashed again, smashing all the hills around him.

It is impossible for Mo Wen to know about what is behind him, the burly man pulls the blood-stained ancient coffin and keeps hurrying, ignoring Mo Wen, like a chicken and duck hanging around his waist.

After walking for some time, the burly man finally stopped on a desolate mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge ancient battlefield, the land is desolate and desolate, the huge ravines are criss-crossed, the mountains have been toppled, the rivers have been cut off, and the earth has been violently overturned. There are traces of swords everywhere.

Some ruins can be vaguely seen at the edge of the pole, the battle was too tragic to leave much, but it must have been spectacular back then. The boulder pillars, which have never collapsed, are 100 meters high.

In front of the left, there is a very huge mountain, the peak is straight, like a halberd inserted into the sky, but unfortunately it is broken from the foundation, like a sleeping dragon, stretching far away on the earth.

"This ...... This is Tianzhu Mountain!" Mo Wen woke up in shock and shouted in shock.

He had read a lot of miscellaneous records that recorded the characters and customs of the Eastern Wilderness, which had mentioned Tianzhu Mountain, and the powerful ancient civilization at its feet, the ancient kingdom of Great Xia.

It is the forbidden mountain of the ancient kingdom of Great Xia, the totem of worship by the whole country, and some people have speculated that Tianzhu Mountain is about to open up and become the Holy Spirit.

And when it comes to the ancient kingdom of Great Xia, you can't fail to mention the major event that almost subverted the entire Eastern Wilderness - the Eastern Wilderness Blood Disaster!

10,000 years ago, the six ancient civilizations conspired to secretly kill a young Holy Spirit, but the news leaked, angering an old Holy Spirit from the depths of the Great Wilderness, and the six countries were slaughtered.

That battle shocked the Eastern Wilderness, the mountains and rivers of the six countries were shattered, and the ancient kingdom of Great Xia was one of the six countries, and Tianzhu Mountain also collapsed in that battle, and the divinity collapsed.

"Could it be that this is the imperial city of the Great Xia Ancient Kingdom, the battlefield of the Great Spirit War?" he exclaimed.

"This strange person pulling the coffin stopped here, could it be that the clansmen of the ancient kingdom of Great Xia 10,000 years ago can't be?"

Mo Wen guessed in his heart, turned around and saw that the burly man had no sadness or joy on his face, and his chaotic eyes were even more unfocused, as if he was stopping here at will, and he was not too deeply involved with the ancient kingdom of Great Xia.

And it seems that the time is not right, the ancient kingdom of Great Xia was destroyed in the front, and the ancient holy court was in the future, and the six kingdoms had already fallen at that time.

But Mo Wen can clearly feel that a faint sadness and loneliness linger around, like the fragrance of plum in the winter wind, which will not disperse for a long time.

"Could it be that he is...... Impossible!" Mo Wen thought of a possibility, but immediately vetoed it, it was too unbelievable to exist.

The emotion of the coffin puller is very contagious, Mo Wen is silent, and the strange person who pulls the coffin is even more lonely.

He stood like this, like a mountain of iron, wrapped in chains, bare with bronzed dragon-like muscles, his long hair dancing in the wind, and his clothes hunting.

"What is he remembering? Yesterday's red face, the old friend, or the descendants who turned into loess?"

Mo Wen looked at the burly back, and what he saw was loneliness, loneliness and confusion.

What a long time has been 6,000 years? The shijie he knew had long since abandoned him, and the things in this shijie were wrong.

The long years have cut everything, yesterday's red face has long since died of old age, and the children and grandchildren have withered.

The world is alone, this is a great sorrow, a great loneliness!

Mo Wen didn't bother him, and stood quietly aside, also feeling the loneliness.

This kind of peerless person, every thought is the crystallization of thousands of years of tempering, and it is a rare opportunity for monks to make people enlightened.

From the sun hanging high to the lonely sunset, the two stood lonely on the top of the mountain, still blown by the mountain breeze.

"Hey!"

The coffin puller sighed for a long time, containing endless rhyme, with a strong appeal, and the world seemed to be dark.

seemed to remember Mo Wen's existence, and turned his head indifferently.

"Huh!"

The coffin puller seemed to see a strange place, and let out a soft sigh, but then his eyes were full of light.

"Boom!"

Mo Wen only felt an explosion in his mind, as if the world had been opened.

He was like an ant being looked down upon by a dragon, his body was instantly imprisoned, and even his mind froze.

"Duh!"

The coffin puller was lightly surprised, and suddenly pointed out.

In an instant, Mo Wen's surroundings flashed with countless flashes of light, all of which were his past memories, bit by bit, all presented.

Don't ask dumbfounded, what kind of magical power this is, and when he points it out, it actually presents all the experiences of a person's life.

Looking at those illusory lights and shadows, the coffin puller frowned, stroked his sleeves, and the useless light and shadow were quickly discarded.

He waved his sleeves faster and faster, faster and faster, zuihou couldn't see clearly, and Mo Wen in the light and shadow became smaller and smaller, but the brows of the person pulling the coffin were wrinkled tighter and tighter.

"No!

As if he had noticed something wrong, he suddenly shouted, and the endless lights and shadows around him exploded one after another.

"Groaning ......"

Mo Wen only felt a soft sound like a dragon's roar in his body, and a black giant egg instantly appeared in front of him, and the golden runes on it were densely covered, and there was actually a kind of divine aura.

"What is this?"

Mo Wen was extremely surprised, the thing just now was his memory for thirteen years, so what was this thing? Why did the feeling come from his own body, and it exuded a divine aura.