Instead of piecing together those immortal books and witches written with various runes, Lin You chose a picture that had no meaning and began to puzzle it.

This scattered picture, which is divided into nine pieces, is inlaid on one side of the secret room, and the color is black and white, reflecting the meaning of simplicity and desolation.

Although there is no Tao Yun, there is a mystery of its own, which arouses the great curiosity of the young man.

Compared to a picture, nine pieces are extremely simple.

The boy only glanced at it for a few moments, and he already knew the direction of the fragments.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and pressed it against the wall, moving the picture along the moving mechanism.

In the sound of "click", a few breaths were not reached, and the nine fragments of the scrambled picture had been spliced together into a finished picture.

In the pale and incandescent sky, there are faint shadows of gods and demons standing, like a confrontation and a fight.

And on the dark and heavy earth, the dense army was divided by a large river of dusk and turbidity.

On the west side, there are countless monsters and beasts with hideous images, all of them wearing scales and armor, showing their teeth and claws, and roaring and will rush across the river at any time.

On the eastern side, there are thousands of ethnic groups, banners are rolled, and countless armies are united into a military formation, ready for battle.

This is...... Is there a war between gods and demons?

Lin You's eyes were sharp, and after careful observation, he was shocked to find that among the dense legions in the east, there were many races that he was familiar with.

For example, the dragon clan and the wind clan circling in the sky, each as big as a god star, as big as the sun and the moon.

There are also countless mountain-like giants, standing behind the warband.

In the legion, countless demon clans with a little inhuman characteristics on their bodies raised their swords high, and their fighting spirit soared to the sky.

And the mass of earth, and the water, and the fire, and the wind, and the thunder...... and other elements of the spirit race, whistling back and forth, crisscrossing east and west.

This is...... Ancient ancestors?

This painting depicts the war of the ancestors against the demons in the primeval times?

What is the long river?

The surging river is incomparably magnificent, surging with wind and waves, like a tsunami rolling, across the whole picture, dividing the two battlefields.

The artistic conception of being as black as ink and cold as ice is incredible.

Could this river be ...... Yellow Springs Styx?

In this way, is this battlefield the underworld under the nine shadows and ten earths?

But that's not right!

Seeing that the sky is blazing white, and there is a faint sun hanging high in the distant sky, this cannot be the Nine Netherworlds.

Where the hell is this?

Long ago, where did the primeval ancestors fight against monsters?

Are those monsters the darkness that erodes Xuanhuang?

Behind the monster, what is the deepest darkness?

Sky, those gods and demons who are facing each other are those great beings?

Questions flashed quickly in Lin You's mind, and with a "click", the puzzle was pieced together.

There was a buzz behind him, and a light door appeared out of thin air.

Lin You glanced at the black-and-white map of the battlefield of gods and demons, and walked into the light gate without staying long.

Another secret room appeared in the eyes, and it was still a six-sided puzzle.

On one side, it was still the same black and white picture, with thirty-six pieces of a scattered puzzle in a mess.

Obviously, by passing through a secret room, the puzzle becomes even bigger.

In the same way, in this black-and-white picture, the scene depicted is becoming more and more vast.

It seems that there is some ancient mystery in it.

What could it be?

Recalling the mysteries in his mind, the young man stepped forward with great interest and began to puzzle pieces.

At the same time, Ning Jianuo, who also came to the fourth floor, was also puzzled.

She and Xiao Lingya, Fu Yunzi and others had already come up once before, so they naturally knew how to pass through the fourth floor.

While piecing together the black and white pictures, the girl curiously asked the little stone riding the red bull cow in the void.

"Little stone, do you know what this black-and-white picture depicts?"

Last time, because they had to deal with the pursuit of various forces, Xiao Lingya and his party only cared about the puzzle, how could they have the time to understand the secrets in the painting.

This will, no one will chase and kill, but it is just the right time to learn about this little guy in the psychic world.

No, the little stone on the side looked at the black and white picture that was constantly piecing together the complete, his eyes were full of confusion, and he muttered to himself.

"Abyss...... Dark...... Demon God...... The ancestors all came to Xuanhuang...... Darkness will destroy the world, and the ancestors will fall into the world...... My father is gone...... He disappeared into the abyss...... I didn't catch up with ......."

"The big dragon and the stingy ghost also went...... I didn't catch up!"

"Uncle and Master, I also went...... I didn't catch up with ...... either."

"Woooooooooo......oo I didn't catch up...... Didn't catch up with ......."

An extremely sad cry came in his ears, and Ning Jianuo was startled and turned his head to look.

I saw the little stone riding on the back of the Red Bull Ox, his face was full of tears, his eyes were foggy, and he kept shouting "I didn't catch up", and his face was full of pain and self-blame.

That small appearance is heart-wrenching and pitiful.

"Little stones, little stones...... What's wrong with you? Don't cry......" The girl exclaimed, stretched out her hands, hugged the little guy in a bad way, and comforted him softly: "Don't cry! Don't cry!

She didn't understand what those inexplicable words from the little guy's mouth meant.

thought that he was being bullied by Lin You, and comforted loudly, wanting to breathe a sigh for the little guy.

However, Little Stone did not react to her words, only staring at the painting on the wall, and babbling gibberish.

"It's my fault...... It's all my fault, I shouldn't have broken the hole...... The disaster of Xuanhuang was caused by me!"

The little one seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly he screamed loudly, struggled in the girl's arms like crazy, rushed out, and jumped back on the back of the ox.

"Yes, it's my fault...... I didn't catch up with the big dragon or my father...... It's my fault that I didn't catch up...... Didn't catch up with ......."

He roared wildly, surging with terrifying fairy light, harnessing the Red Bull, crashing through the void with a "boom", and disappearing into the secret room, leaving only Ning Jianuo stunned.

After a while, the girl came back to her senses, swept her eyes at the empty secret room, and was speechless, she was another person?

I don't know what kind of madness the little stone had just now? He said a bunch of inexplicable words and walked away.

Thinking of the little one's strange behavior, the girl looked up at the painting on the wall and pushed the last piece of the puzzle on.

In an instant, a battlefield of endless gods and demons appeared in the sky and on the ground.

Above the picture, at the junction of black and white, an abyss and darkness stretched across the entire picture, slightly open like a demon's mouth, as if it was about to swallow the front.

"This ...... Is it really a battlefield of gods and demons?"

Lin You looked at the picture in front of him in shock, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Gods and demons are floating corpses, mountains of blood and bones, heaven and earth are broken, and the void is dark.

The black and white battlefield, the ominous and silent place, the great existence of the sky was beaten to pieces, and the endless gods and demons of the earth roared in mourning.

At this moment, the young man had a sense of seeing the reality of a long time ago, and his heart was extremely throbbing.

What exactly is this picture depicting?

In confusion, the void around him suddenly rippled, and the young man was startled, and looked back suddenly, and saw a familiar figure of a small stone riding a red bull cow appearing.

"Youzai, Youzai, hurry up, Nuo Niu is in front!"

The little guy urged, his expression was innocent, but the two rows of tears on his face had not dried, which made Lin You notice something unusual.

The young man frowned, "Little Stone, you just cried?"

"Crying, what crying, stones have no feelings, never cry!"

I don't know where I learned the strange words, this little guy suddenly stood up on the back of the cow, flicked the cowhide cloak, held his head up, his eyes looked cold, and he made a cold look with no feelings, and the young man was speechless.

Lin You pointed to the tears on his face and asked him what was going on?

The little empty guy rubbed his face, looking confused, and said that the wind was blowing his eyes just now.

I wonder if this is his cover-up, or is he really confused?

Lin You was too lazy to explore the little guy's secret, and pointed to the mural on the wall, "Do you know what this painting is?"

"Hmph! I really know that!"

The little stone crossed his waist, raised his chin, and was triumphant, "Saying it scares you to death!

His face changed greatly, Lin You pointed to the picture with a shocked expression, incredulous, "This is the Guishen Ruins, one of the ten ancient mysteries in the legend?"

Legend has it that in ancient times, the gods and demons were extinguished, and they would be buried in the ruins.

It is the place where all the gods of the heavens rest, and where they sleep.

But in the picture at this moment, it is obviously a huge battlefield of gods and demons, how can it be the ruins of returning to the gods?

To God, to God, hence the name, it is the place where the gods return.

It shouldn't be this floating corpse of gods and demons, a battlefield scene shrouded in darkness.

Seeing Lin You's shocked face, Xiao Shi was very happy, "Hmph, don't believe it! But that's the case, the Guishen Ruins where you imagine the resting place of the gods are the first gods and demons battlefield in the primeval world!"

"What does it mean?" the young man asked.

"It's the first battlefield! the first place where gods and demons fought!"

As if he didn't want to say more, the little guy said perfunctorily, and urged again: "Oh! Don't care! Finish the puzzle, let's go to the next layer!"

After a few suspicious glances at the little guy, Lin You pressed down the curiosity in his heart and pushed the last piece of the puzzle up.

As the puzzle completes, a portal appears in the chamber.

Lin You strode in.

It was another stone room, but to the boy's surprise, there were already people in this stone room.

The man was puzzled, and suddenly saw Lin You coming, and without saying a word, the flying sword slashed.

Judging from the surging breath divine energy, this is a cultivator at the peak of the third Dao, who is ruthless, and the immortal Dao qi is faint.

"Humph!"

The young man snorted coldly, smashed the flying sword that had reached the door with a fist, and strode forward.

"Immortal Dao 'Yuan Shi'?

With only one contact, Lin You had already seen the path taken by the other party, and while smashing the flying sword, his big hand stretched forward and turned his palm to cover it.

His right hand rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the cover fell down, like a dark cloud destroying the mountain city, and the monk who shot out of the ground was colorless.

"I'm Kunlun ......"

The monk shouted loudly and moved out of the school, hoping to frighten the raging boy.

However, the big hand did not waver, and it fell with a bang, and with a single blow it was smashed into flying ashes and disappeared on the spot.

"What do you care about Kunlun, dare to do it to the master, send you to the lower level. ”

Shaking his right hand that had changed back to the way it was, the young man was ruthless and stepped in front of the picture.

The blow just now was a partial use of his magic powers, and only the size of his palm changed.

In this way, although the power is far inferior to the full use of supernatural powers, it can partially use spells, which is flexible and changeable, and is more suitable for combat.