It is rumored that six hundred years ago, the Evil Monarch was the top powerhouse of the Antarctic Continent, who had survived the Nine Great Tribulations, and his strength after the Yuan Shen came out of the body could almost fight with the Supreme, and he belonged to the invincible figure in the world.

But at the moment of reading the inscription, Zhou Jiuhui seemed to sense something and hurriedly stood up.

As far as the eye can see, tall tombs stand all around, shining in the faint light of the demonic clouds, which is particularly eye-catching.

The place where Zhou Jiuhui is standing is the boundary of this stele forest, and the entire stele forest is at the top of the mountain, but the top of this mountain is extremely strangely sunken, like a huge crater, and the sky is shrouded in demonic clouds that do not disperse all year round, exuding a frightening purple-red light, shining on this 'death cemetery' that has been silent for 600 years.

Zhou Jiuhui's gaze swept over the tombstones, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "The tomb of a generation of sword immortals in the Western European continent, the tomb of a generation of demon emperors in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, and the tomb of a generation of Lingzun in the 100,000 mountains...... Is this the truth of the battle of the Lushan Mountains back then, the heroes fell, and no one survived!"

Around this cemetery, there are towering trees that are as bright red as blood, lush, as if engraved with the glory of the former heroes, the wind blows, and the blood-red leaves are sprinkled in the stele forest, which is particularly desolate.

Six hundred years ago, in the first battle of Lushan Mountain, the bloody smell of that battle seemed to still be between Zhou Jiuhui's nose.

Before the ninth life, he had fought here, and after the ninth life, Zhou Jiuhui returned here, looking for his fate of reincarnation of the ninth life.

At this time, a heavy and old voice with great excitement came from the depths of Zhou Jiuhui's soul.

"You've finally arrived, Mt. Rekura...... Graveyard, you're finally back in this place, hahahaha!"

Zhou Jiuhui's surprised gaze narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "How is this possible, since the heroes have fallen, who is the creator of this cemetery, and who is erecting a monument for the heroes?!"

"I don't know, but this is enough to prove that there were indeed people who survived the battle of the Gang Lu Mountain, and not all the heroes fell here. The strange man said in the depths of Zhou Jiuhui's soul.

"So, who survived?" Zhou Jiuhui questioned deeply, and suddenly saw that the handwriting on the tombstone was all from one person's handwriting, and this handwriting was so familiar to Zhou Jiuhui.

Stepping on the blood-red strange leaves, Zhou Jiuhui walked in the forest of steles, and roughly counted, there were more than 90 tombstones, and most of them were the top powerhouses in the three continents back then, including the previous sect master of the Taishang Immortal Sect, as well as the Taoist master of the Tiancong Dao Sect, and even the Buddhist masters of the Daming Buddhist Sect.

Along the way, Zhou Jiuhui was shocked to see every tombstone, and his face gradually turned extremely pale.

However, a moment later, Zhou Jiuhui came to the center of the stele forest, and a striking name caught his attention.

"Eastern Wilderness Continent, Heavenly Palace on the Moon, Jian Yue!" Zhou Jiuhui's eyes narrowed, and he exclaimed: "It's actually her?"

At this time, the strange man let out a heavy sigh: "Unexpectedly, she followed you into the Lulu Mountain, and finally died here." ”

Zhou Jiuhui frowned, his eyes stayed on her tombstone for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly found a tombstone standing next to Jian Yue'e.

The tombstone was much larger than ordinary tombstones, towering in the middle of the stele forest, just like the supreme king, after six hundred years, it was covered with a thick layer of dust, so that the words on the tombstone could not be seen clearly.

Zhou Jiuhui stared for a moment, then suddenly walked up, wiped off the dust, and a few big words were suddenly revealed.

"Eastern Wilderness Continent, Supreme King, Supreme Jiuhui!"

Zhou Jiuhui's whole body seemed to be electrocuted, his dull eyes showed great shock, and he said in a trembling voice: "This ...... This is my grave?"

Obviously, the strange man was also shocked by the existence of this tombstone, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the bones of the former Supreme are buried in this?"

Back then, the Supreme Jiuhui fought angrily with the 'Supreme Supreme Dao', but he didn't go out of the body, so for the battle of the Lushan Mountain, the weirdos hidden in the Supreme Demon Yuan didn't know too much, and even why the Supreme Jiuhui was pulled into the six reincarnations was at a loss.

"Something strange?" Suddenly, the strange man seemed to notice something.

Zhou Jiuhui frowned and asked, "What's strange?"

"In the battle of Lushan Mountain, there should be a lot of fallen divine soldiers here, is it taken away, or is it ......" The strange man suddenly exclaimed: "Quick, dig up the grave, dig up the grave!"

"Digging graves?" Zhou Jiuhui was shocked and asked, "Why are you digging graves?"

The strange man seemed to be extremely anxious, and said angrily: "If you still want to live, dig up the grave!"

Zhou Jiuhui hesitated for a moment, but still according to the strange man's grave, knocked down his own tombstone and began to excavate.

However, during the excavation, Zhou Jiuhui suddenly found that the soil was extremely soft, and after digging half a stick of incense, there was already a large pit deep and shallow.

Zhou Jiuhui was still digging frantically, and suddenly ......

"Oops!"

The weirdo exclaimed, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Jiuhui shook his wrist and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you have dug something?"

Immediately stirred the soil, and a dazzling light suddenly rose into the sky, and Zhou Jiuhui fixed his eyes, but it was a sword hilt.

The hilt of the sword was dark purple, and the surface was engraved with strange words, but it was surprisingly similar to the "Tongtian Rune", and Zhou Jiuhui could vaguely see the words "Zangfeng".

"Immortal Sword Hidden Blade!" Zhou Jiuhui exclaimed excitedly.

At this time, the strange man also breathed a sigh of relief: "As expected, the bones of the Supreme are not here at all, what is buried here is only his weapon, the fairy sword 'Zangfeng'...... It's been six hundred years, and this moment is finally coming, hahahaha, pull him out quickly!"

Zhou Jiuhui nodded slightly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, almost using all his strength, the hilt of the sword rose slightly, and the sharp purple blade was pulled out inch by inch.

And at this moment, the entire Lulu Mountain let out a deafening roar, and the cemetery of the heroes was trembling wildly, with Zhou Jiuhui as the center, the mountain suddenly cracked, showing cracks of the thickness of the bowl, crisscrossing and expanding.

Suddenly, Zhou Jiuhui's whole body was torn, dark purple light lines appeared on the surface of his skin, and his black pupils gradually spread like endless night, and the whites of his eyes around him were gradually devoured.

"It's time, it's time, hahahaha!"

The strange man's voice was extremely excited, and he had been waiting for this moment for six hundred years.