"Nima, why haven't you come out yet!" Han Fan became a little irritable, he had been waiting outside the mountain wall for a full seven years, but there was still no trace of it.

He was sure that this inexplicable creature was the one who pulled the poop.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?"

Han Fan hesitated a little, not knowing what existed inside, even if he went in, it was one thing whether he could come out or not.

After thinking for a long time, Han Fan gritted his teeth, jumped lightly, and came to the front of the mountain wall.

Reaching out and touching the mountain wall, there was no physical feeling, and the whole arm penetrated directly into it.

However, before he could pull it out, he felt an extremely strong suction.

"it, touch the labor!"

His face changed suddenly, and before he could finish shouting, the whole person went in and was sucked in.

Before entering, he felt a cool breath, pills.

It was dark in front of him, and the next moment, Han Fan was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It's not a dark place, inside a cave, but rather a piece of land.

The golden light is shining here, and there is silence, like a paradise, full of stardust, and everything in front of you is so intoxicating, like a fairyland.

"It's a don't use a hole. ”

Although Han Fan was shocked by the environment here, he could clearly feel that there seemed to be some hidden crisis here, and he was still subtle.

After all, this is suspected to be the dojo of the emperor in ancient times, and it is not a place that a cultivator like him can reach.

He had to take it seriously and observe carefully, for fear that some inexplicable monster would run out.

Han Fan walked between the roads, there were many footprints here, not the footprints of the human race, more like a dog's paws, isn't there a wild dog living here?

Han Fan probed the place, the soil on the ground was soft, and it was easy to sink into it, but he was quickly shocked by the soil in front of him.

"This is the source soil?"

He felt the yellowish soil, and felt the traces of origin contained in it, this soil was an existence in the outside world that was specially used by ancient races and other species to breed rare spirit plants, and it was not usually seen at all.

Immediately after, he looked around, and it was unimaginable how much it would be.

At this moment, Han Fan became a little restless, since there are so many here, it's okay to dig some and take them away.

Although he thought so in his heart, he quickly shook his head, this is not that ordinary place, and I am afraid that moving a grass and a tree will cause something.

He then walked deeper into the depths, and the temperature around him gradually decreased, and even his physique felt a little cold, you can imagine how low the temperature here was.

Soon, he set foot in a new land, which was shrouded in frost, and Han Fan used his spiritual energy, which was able to resist it.

Here, there are many wreckage, most of them frozen by frost, and it looks like they have been dead for a long time, and I don't know what age they died.

There are a lot of artifacts on the ground, and from the appearance alone, I am afraid that they were unimaginable at that time.

"What happened back then?" Han Fan was a little shocked, there were too many corpses in front of him, there were all races, and there were cherry blossoms everywhere

Han Fan squatted down and carefully observed an artifact, this was the ancient lamp of the Buddhist Gate, the wick was completely destroyed, wrapped in divine consciousness, and he felt the charm contained in it.

I am afraid that the "gods" have been bred back then, and he felt a piercing chill all over his body, and even such artifacts have been destroyed and almost useless.

This is an ancient Buddha, and I am afraid that he is a rebellious practitioner in front of him.

Han Fan didn't touch the artifact, not only because he didn't know anything about this place, for fear of touching something weird, but also because he respected the heroic spirit buried here.

Gradually, he seemed to hear some ancient calls, from different eras, full of desolation, and this emotion directly affected him.

After a while, there was a loud shout of killing, the earth will be destroyed, everything will no longer exist, they are fighting hard, it seems to be fighting against the spirit of the other side, there are unwillingness, there are melancholy and so on.

For a while, Han Fan was a little confused, as if he had already integrated into it, and he would also participate in that big battle.

Just when both sides were red-eyed, the corpses all over the field fell like rain, blood flowed into the sea, and countless creatures rushed upwards one after another, as if they were guarding something. At this time, suddenly a rhythmic sound sounded.

Suddenly, the ground fell silent, all the shouts and killings stopped, the people who were fighting stopped attacking, and the countless creatures below heard the sound of the piano, and all bowed and worshipped, their faces flushed, obviously very excited, and some of the original desperate eyes gradually regained their clarity, and there was a burst of boundless fighting intent emerged.

And the creatures that were originally attacking downward heard this sound, their faces changed instantly, and a sense of fear came to their hearts, a large number of creatures kept retreating backwards, retreating from their own lineup, and some weak creatures were constantly trembling, and these so-called weak existences, each one of them was probably stronger than anyone Han Fan had ever seen, far more powerful.

What kind of scale war is this, no one can understand, and Han Fan doesn't understand it, for him, this level of game and fighting is too far away for him, high up, and out of reach.

But he was not discouraged, he believed that he would always reach this state someday, and that the premature contact now would not be too good for his Dao, on the contrary, it might have some repercussions.

Even if there is only a trace of influence, it is also fatal for him, and if he is not careful, he will never recover.

At the moment when the sound of the piano sounded, Han Fan's consciousness gradually regained his clarity, and the whole person seemed to be about to feather and soar, at that moment, he was shocked.

Just hearing a sound is like this, but isn't it possible that the one who is old is not an immortal? Otherwise, how could there be such a terrifying cultivation, it is really thorough, invincible.

"Horror, is this what Montenegro was like back then?"

Han Fan let out a long sigh, he didn't see the scene of Black Mountain, could it be that he only came out in a later life?

He shook his head, turned around, and looked around, still full of corpses, unusually depressed.

But judging from the appearance of the corpses, they are still full of fighting spirit, as if even if they die, they will have to fight.

"Rest in peace, seniors. ”

The biggest emotion that Han Fan could feel from the corpse was regret, regret that he did not fight to the end before his death, and he was immediately in awe.