Funeral sounds

Ye Chen gradually walked towards the direction of the stone platform, and after a while, Ye Chen saw the items placed on the stone platform.

The first thing I saw was the head of a monster placed on it.

The monster's head was like a jackal, but it had two horns of a cow, and the two horns carried a cold light, which was refracted on Ye Chen's face, and it was very angry. At first glance, it's a ruthless character, and I don't know how much blood has been stained with the blood of living beings.

Ye Chen was getting closer and found that the monster's head was not injured by a sword, as if someone had broken its neck with brute force and died.

The long black hair of this monster's head is like a steel needle that exudes coldness, and this chill hurts the skin of the person who stabs it. There was still a little blood on the neck, and the blood was similar to the activity, and a faint silver light rushed out of the monster's blood.

The monster feels like it died yesterday. On closer inspection, there is a small horn in the middle of the forehead of the monster's skull, which looks like a golden stone. A devastating force came from above the little horn. The small horns made of gold and stone are hidden in the hair, and you can't really find them if you don't look carefully!

This is definitely the top powerhouse among the dead creatures, at least much stronger than the lizard king that Ye Chen saw in the sea of blood.

His yin qi is too heavy, and he is particularly sensitive to evil qi and the like, and the evil qi on this ancient beast's body is ten times that of the lizard king. Even this ancient beast is one of the leaders!

Not far from the head of this ancient beast, there was a hazy and hazy tripod, with a purple and gold color.

Ye Chen walked to the vicinity of the ding, and the purple gold color had disappeared.

Ding is three-legged and two-eared, non-gold and non-jade. It was a wooden tripod, because Ye Chen saw that there was a pale green bud on it, which was really difficult to see in this dark place.

On this wooden tripod, there is a complicated array engraved with it, and the array is hidden in the four directions of the wooden tripod.

In four directions, there are mountains, rivers, sun and moon, stars and seas, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and a bluestone path full of ancient meaning. The depiction is lifelike and vivid, like those utensils, and the scenery is in front of you!

Ye Chen touched the wooden tripod with his hand, wanting to remove it from the stone table so that he could observe it carefully, perhaps this was the key to his way out of this dark and silent place.

Just when Ye Chen's palm touched Mu Ding, his mind went blank. A voice sounded in his head, ruthless, cold. There are no feelings.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!

This is the sound of the Dao, with the avenue of heaven and earth. Echoing in Ye Chen's mind, Ye Chen couldn't understand it, but those Dao sounds in his mind turned into more than a hundred ancient words, floating and falling in Ye Chen's mind.

"No matter, write it down first. Ye Chen said secretly in his heart.

I don't know how many years this wooden tripod has existed, it is still full of vitality, it is not a mortal thing, and it is very likely to have a great origin.

These ancient words may be extremely helpful to him. It's always good to write it down.

The ancient characters are different, some are like flowers, birds, fish and insects, some are like mountains and rivers, and some are like swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Write down one and it will disappear, two hours later. Ye Chen had already memorized all the ancient characters. Those ancient characters were automatically arranged in Ye Chen's mind, and they seemed to be a scripture.

Look at the wooden ding, it has changed. It's not showing its vitality, and the shoots over there are a little yellow.

"What the hell is going on! How can this be?"

If the Mu Ding at the beginning was like a newborn baby, the current Mu Ding is like an old man whose life is about to come to an end, and the fire of life seems to be swaying in the wind and will disappear at any time!

The pictures engraved on all sides also became blurry, and Ye Chen took down the wooden ding. The wooden tripod was not big, just enough for Ye Chen to hold in his arms, and Ye Chen sat cross-legged.

Suddenly, he heard a voice, not the sound of the Great Dao that had just appeared.

A person seems to be forcibly ordering others in a tone that does not allow them to refuse.

Ye Chen seemed to see a man, his face was shrouded in fog and he couldn't see clearly. One hand holds the wooden tripod, and the other hand is behind the back. He had blood on his body, and there was a golden light in his blood. That man had encountered a peerless enemy. I saw the man's lips roll up and down.

Bury the enemy————

Bury yourself————

Buried in the world——————

The wooden tripod in his hand burst out with a large amount of divine light. Wrapped the man in one fell swoop.

In the next second, it was as if the heavens and the earth were beginning to open, and the chaotic qi was tumbling. A new universe is being built, the stars are blown into splinters, the sun's rays are dazzling to the extreme, and then everything is calm.

Next second, next second. Ye Chen couldn't see it, it wasn't a picture he could touch, if there were any pictures that continued to emerge, Ye Chen was likely to be crushed into powder by the trace of coercion missed by the shocking war.

Ye Chen looked at Mu Ding in his arms, and while touching it, he said, "Little Mu Ding, what kind of character is your master?"

In such a dark, silent world, no one could talk to him. As a result, he was also a little nervous, and he was actually talking to a wooden ding.

However, Ye Chen still understood in his heart that this Mu Ding was very big, and it was probably a supreme immortal cultivator's magic weapon.

Left in this place after the Great War, you can imagine the severity of the Great War.

Even the magic weapon of the life cultivation can be lost, and it has never been retrieved. At this time, Ye Chen suddenly thought of a possibility, this stone table was very likely to be an offering table, supporting this wooden tripod.

The wolf-like ancient beast is like the three animals that worship ancestors in the world, as a sacrifice.

After the war, the owner of Mu Ding was suspected to be alive, and Mu Ding was seriously damaged. He put the wooden tripod here and let time fix it. Because this wooden tripod has "life"! with tender green leaves.

This area is for this Mu Ding! Since he may come back one day to take this magic weapon, but now that Mu Ding is held in Ye Chen's hand, that kind of living creature, not to mention a look, just one breath can make Ye Chen die tens of millions of times! That is the power of immortal cultivators!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen was no longer playing with this wooden tripod, it was too dangerous. This is someone's magic weapon, and there will definitely be a sense, but I don't know how far away it is, and whether I have found Ye Chen's touch. Maybe the owner of Mu Ding is rushing here.

Ye Chen put the wooden tripod on the sacrificial table. Facing Mu Ding, he said: "Those who don't know are not guilty, those who don't know are not guilty, and those who don't know are not guilty."

Mu Ding is still the same as just now, and most of his vitality has disappeared. The expression on Ye Chen's face became more and more complicated, it was very likely that Ye Chen had just touched Mu Ding, and his vitality was gone.

"Wouldn't it?It's also a magic weapon of the gods, it won't be so fragile!I just touched it," Ye Chen put it back into Mu Ding and complained.

Mu Ding suddenly made a sound, it was still the man's, there was no longer a picture in front of Ye Chen's eyes, this time the voice no longer had the ethereal feeling of last time, as if Mu Ding's owner was standing in front of Ye Chen.

Bury the enemy————

Bury yourself————

Buried in the world——————