After Chu Han left, Su Musha stood on the top of the mountain for a long time, thinking carefully.

"Discuss the Southern Regions Chess Game...... It's too big a matter to be found with me, even if it's ...... All these years have been in the limelight......"

It's just that the Mirror Moon Boy has already said this, and Su Musha is not easy to avoid, and now the situation in the era of the end of the law is no longer the Three Gus, exhausted nine heavens and ten earths, this group of pseudo-gods naturally has a lot of means to find Su Musha.

"Let's go and see. ”

On that day, Su Musha walked out of the Hanging Moon Dojo and walked out of the Southern Regions.

The scarlet light streaked across the void, and Su curtain fell on the endless wilderness.

This place is located in the south of the Southern Regions, it is rumored to be the main battlefield of the ancient catastrophe, there are many mysterious powers, in later years and the mysterious and treacherous existence of life and death bloody battles in this place, once the endless wilderness is a holy place of cultivation, and then the group of great powers sublimated, breaking the barriers of the avenue, ruining the luck of this place.

Therefore, this place is said to be endlessly desolate, which means endless desolation.

Not far away, a boy stood quietly smiling.

Mirror Moon Boy.

The two may have stared at each other for I don't know how many times, but this is the first time they have met like this today.

"Poor Dao Mengdan, I have seen the gods. ”

Su Musha's attitude was very respectful, and his demonic aura was restrained, like a pure gentleman, if it weren't for the hoarse voice that ruined the atmosphere, I am afraid that he would have the demeanor of a perfect righteous path of metaphysical cultivation.

The boy also smiled and waved his hand, "The coffin master is polite, and the poor Dao Jingyue Dao brother is, the soul coffin is based on you, you should know one or two of the secrets." ”

As he spoke, the boy stretched out his hand to gesture.

The Endless Desolation has lost all the worldly Dao rules, and there is no existence of the slightest aura of heaven and earth, and even in this place, it has become much more difficult to connect with the void than before.

Even Su Musha and Jingyue Boy can't set up a retreat in the endless wilderness, so they can only walk on foot, fortunately, both of them are shrinking into inches, even if the mountains and seas are far away, in the eyes of the two, it is only one or two feet away, while the two of them walked, the Mirror Moon Boy said separately.

"Zhenshi Nine Coffins, this is the pinnacle inheritance of the era of cultivating immortals, there is more than one existence, with the Zhenshi Nine Coffins out of the road to becoming immortals, they and the Nine Coffins are achieving each other, this is the ultimate secret of an epic!

Three ancient years, hundreds of millions of years, almost endless long years, all living beings out of the road of cultivation, there have been peaks, there have been low tides, just like the tide of the long river of years, together a fall is a practice era, the end of the road is always to become immortals, but in the long years, many people have walked out of different roads to the end.

The nine coffins of Zhenshi once dominated the ups and downs of the world, representing a former thoroughfare. But it's a pity that the world has changed, and this road is no longer passable, but there is a remnant of the luck of the cultivation era.

We wait for the gods to stand in the world, overlooking the eternal years in the world, have experienced more than one era of cultivation, witnessed more than one person ascending to the immortal, experienced the three ancient catastrophes, don't say that the knot Dan is the realm of the Yuan Infant and the realm of the gods, in our eyes, it is nothing more than that, but you refine the soul coffin, occupy the peak luck of a certain era, and we can already intersect with the same generation, not to respect your identity as a Taoist, but to respect the glory and luck of that life!

Besides, the re-establishment of the Nine Heavenly Que, is not to find the ancient god list, can be easily done, the sky, is tantamount to going against the sky, need the support of majestic luck, chess Taoist friends control the demon coffin, want to use the demon coffin to run this matter, and Xiaoyou as the master of the soul coffin, and in the game, luck blends, cause and effect climbing, looking for a small friend to determine the chess game, it is inevitable. ”

With this remark, Jingyue Boy can be regarded as making the cause and effect clear to Su Mu.

During this period, many of the words sounded very unpolite, and even ...... Somewhat harsh.

But it was this harshness that made Su Musha's heart settle down.

The Lord of the Soul Coffin never thought that the reason why Su Mu was finally allowed to stand in the clouds and set up the situation of sealing the gods was actually this identity.

Su Mu was in a state of intertwined life and death, completely refining the prohibition in the soul coffin, completely controlling this ancient treasure, and naturally felt the fragments of time that had been left in the soul coffin over the years, which recorded the ups and downs of the world's Taoism, which was a fork in the road that a generation of monks walked out, which was very different from the cultivation path of the world, a brilliant and prosperous epic, and there were too many legends left in the long river of years.

This kind of coffin once had nine coexistences, and the demon coffin was also one of them.

This is a fragment of cultivation civilization in ancient times, when many Zhenshi nine coffins were blocked into the palace by the gods of humanity after that rise and fall, and with the arrival of the ancient catastrophe, with the collapse of the thirty-three days, gradually fell apart and lost the world.

There are many similar cultivation civilizations, such as the thirty-six techniques of Tiangang, the seventy-two techniques of the earth, which also originated from a period of cultivation civilization, there are one hundred and eight jade plates, and the transmission is not as simple as supernatural powers, but there are more complex and complete Taoism, but unfortunately the times are withering, and the Taoism is also extinct, only one hundred and eight magical powers, as well as the Tiangang Taoism and the earthly evil Taoism that elaborate on the general outline are spread in the world, but they are also rare, and they are not touched by some luck.

There are also the eight great spells of Xuanzong, which also originated in an era and had the evolution of the peak of its heyday, but the magnificence that bloomed also disappeared, only the mantra itself was circulated in the years to come, and finally dissipated in the ancient catastrophe.

There are too many such examples, and each generation of cultivation civilization and Taoism have traces of the past years, deep or shallow, and there are traces to follow.

Saying this, Su Musha and the Mirror Moon Boy had already walked into the depths of the Endless Desolation.

The Mirror Moon Boy left Su Musha alone for a while, and said that someone would come to pick up Su Musha, so he turned around again and wanted to go deeper into the Endless Desolation, and invited a few gods who had never entered to discuss the matter together.

After the boy left, Su Musha quietly looked around the scene.

The four corners became more and more barren, and even Su Musha couldn't help frowning, closing his inner breath, lest his own essence flow and scatter between the world and the earth.

The sky is turbid, the earth is gray, there are cracks everywhere, and even Su Musha can already see in the distance where he can see, there is a terrifying chasm appearing, the chasm is bottomless, as if it is an abyss, it seems to go straight to hell, there is a turbid death Qi entwined in the chasm, and it has not been dispersed for a long time.

"It was the remains of a great tribulation battlefield, the ancient sword monarch shattered his half-step immortal weapon, drew this chasm, and then they fought to the depths of the chasm, more than one powerful entered, good and evil combined, yin and yang, unfortunately, in the end, no one ever walked out. ”

A clear and beautiful voice sounded from behind Su Musha, and Su Musha suddenly turned around when he heard this, and saw the figure of the Bai Xun Goddess.

The goddess scorched her eyes and always looked directly at Su Musha.

"Why does the goddess look at Mei Dan like this?"

"You are very much like an old man I know, not in appearance, but in breath, or in acting? Or rather, you both have so cloudy eyes. ”

Su Musha's heart was shocked, but his face remained silent and smiled slightly.

The goddess laughed, Poor Dao is just one of the struggling in the end of the Fa, but she doesn't know who the ancient power in the goddess's mouth is? ”

The goddess of Bai Xun didn't seem to have heard Su Musha's words, and still muttered to herself.

"Coincidentally, both of you have a lot to do with the word Hanging Moon, you are the Dao of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, and he comes from a tribe called Hanging Moon...... I have spent hundreds of years measuring every inch of the barbarian land, but I have never found this tribe......"

The goddess Bai Xun was sighing, ignoring Su Musha, and suddenly raised her head at this time and looked at Su Musha.

"Is the bronze frame easy to sit on?"

"What?"

The goddess's voice was faint, Su Musha blurted out almost subconsciously, and the moment the words fell, Su Musha's vest dropped a lot of sweat, and met the smiling gaze of the goddess.

In the sentence just now, Bai Xun asked in the ancient barbarian language, and the faint voice reached Su Musha's heart, which seemed to contain a strange and charming sound, Su Musha lost his mind almost instantly, and subconsciously replied in the ancient barbarian language!

What's more, his own bronze frame comes from the depths of the Lingman Mountain, and even the current Divine Monarch Musuke has never seen it.

But Su Musha obviously ignored that Bai Xun back then was a pseudo-god who was dyed with the god fruit and achieved before that colorful mountain!

It was a long period of silence.

The Bai Xun Goddess suddenly turned around.

"Okay, Meidan Daoyou, let's go. ”

There was a little calmness in her voice, as if she had already understood something, only Su Mu's face was as gloomy as water.