The Santu Inn was already close at hand, and Su Mu's eyes were filled with the qi of the years, looking at the place where all the cultivators had gathered in the past.

Really.

The breath of time is faintly shrouded in the Santu Inn.

It was a very "young" atmosphere of the years, and it was very different from the rest of the entire old land of Lethe.

In the past, the methods of the black-robed cultivators were really extraordinary.

After the Battle of Zonggu, did anyone come here on this road like Su Musha?

Or is there an ancient existence, who has performed an inexplicable Taoism, glimpsed some light and shadow of the burial place of the ancients, and at a glance, he saw the existence of the Santu Inn?

Or is it the old Tianzun who lived alone in the past, and Yu Yangshi deliberately planted a cloud of suspicion, wanting to attract people to Lechuan to explore the way?

Su Musha's heart was haunted by all kinds of doubts.

But the years are silent and silent.

At this time, no one suddenly appeared, and then told Su Musha the truth behind this kind of secret.

Standing in front of the door of the Santu Inn, Su Musha was silent, a corner of the ancient inn has been destroyed in the years, revealing some wooden rafters, but compared to the Hanging Underworld, everything here is still intact, at least, it can be seen that it is an inn.

Su Musha lowered his head and waved the jade plate in his hand, which depicted the scene of the three ways of Lethe River, and after a while, Su Musha's hands were surging with the qi of the years, and in an instant, the jade card decayed, turned into powder, and slipped from Su Musha's fingertips.

Su Mu's sleeved robe was raised, and the powder was waved in the direction of the inn.

After standing for a few breaths, Su Musha turned around and continued in the direction of the ancient road.

From beginning to end, Su Musha never stepped into it.

......

The three roads converge in one place, and the entire bronze ancient road is getting wider and wider, and Su Musha stands in the center of the ancient road, like a gravel on the side of the road, inconspicuous.

Nothing to say all the way.

Su Musha saw many ruins of the ancient underworld, and as far as he could see, he saw all the scenes like the Hanging Underworld.

Gravel everywhere, broken copper pillars, and the treasures of the underworld that have disappeared without a trace......

In some of the underworld, Su Mushu can still see the dilapidated and mottled plaques, barely recognizable the name of its ancient seal book.

Some of the underworld, Su Mu searched all over the world, but even the plaque has not been found, before ancient times, this may be a prosperous mansion, even if it is a demon saint in the yang world, or powerful, once the soul steps into this place, you also need to bow down to see, but after a long time, what you see, is just a nameless ruins.

Along the way, there were all such scenes, but as Su Musha's footsteps stepped deeper and deeper into the old land of Lethe, what he saw was more than the ruins of the underworld.

There are bones of the ancients lying in the rubble.

Su Musha squinted, but instead of stepping forward, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he could stay away a few steps.

Even if the years have passed, the corpses of the ancients still burst with terrifying glow.

The glow was terrifying as if it were still alive.

The glow shrouded the corpses of the ancients, and from a distance, even the blood from the wounds of the ancients seemed to be still the color of crimson, which was as bright as jade, and it was the vigorous qi and blood that smelted the fragments of the Dao rule.

Even the rubble everywhere shrouded in the glow, and on the broken copper pillars, there was a faint flickering of crystal brilliance.

In a trance, Su Musha even heard the sound of Xiaguang's "breathing".

Su Musha couldn't guess how powerful the ancient man should have been during his lifetime, he should have fallen, after a death battle, there was no good meat on his body, and even the center of his eyebrows was pierced by the terrible Dao rules, with mottled blood holes.

But this ancient man has fallen through the ages, but the Tao rules he condensed during his lifetime still exist.

It is still operating on its own in accordance with the practice methods of the ancients, as if the ancients have changed their way and still exist in the present world.

It may take eternity, but it will be a longer time before the glow slowly dissipates, and the corpses of the ancients slowly decay and dry up.

This is also the reason why Su Musha hurriedly avoided the glow.

If it is shrouded by the glow, I am afraid that in an instant, Su Musha will be assimilated by the remnants of the ancients, and directly shatter the soul, or turn into a part of the glow, like the broken stone and bronze pillar, into a stationary existence, and "breathe" with the glow.

It's a terrible end, it's worse than death.

Avoiding the glow, the next road is a little weirder.

The remnants of the Dao rule in the bloody battle of the past have now turned into a terrifying killing move in this dead world, and Su Musha carefully avoided every piece of rubble, without a shadow of the underworld.

God knows, in the place where Su Musha can't see, there are some treacherous ways to choose people to eat.

All living beings have fallen, but all the remnants of the Dao have survived like this.

Yin and yang are reversed, and life and death are reversed.

This is the scene of the old land of Lethe.

Walking like this, the long bronze ancient road seemed to have no end, wrapped in the years, and Su Musha couldn't even clearly feel the changes of time.

Maybe it's been dozens of days, maybe months, or even longer.

Su Musha didn't stop marching towards the depths of Lethe.

On both sides of the bronze ancient road, the scene of the past is becoming more and more tragic.

It's close to the center of the Battle of the Heavens.

It seems to be the center of the ancient land as well.

Su Musha saw the Dao Palace suspended in the heavenly dome, which was supposed to be the Dao Palace where a certain Yin Spirit cultivated, but it was also destroyed in that killing, half of it turned into gravel and levitated, and half of it turned into powder.

There are also Yin soldier camps that seem to stretch to the end of the shadows, all of them are dilapidated scenes, Su Musha seems to have seen the traces of the fire in the past, and there are even more broken Yin soldier weapons, like gravel, scattered on the ground, most of them submerged in dust.

Su Mu's footsteps paused.

He saw very similar blades.

It was a bronze spear with a sharp edge.

Just like the bronze dagger in Su Musha's hand.

There is no prohibition, and it is not allowed to be in the Tao, but it is treacherous and sharp.

Going deeper, Su Musha never saw the complete outline of the underworld, the complete corpse of the ancient.

This is the most tragic place in the bloody battle in the past, and even the bronze ancient road is full of some mottled cracks.

The smoke and dust are even more abundant, and I think it is all kinds of powder from the past, which still lingers in all directions, slowly fluttering with the yin wind.

In all directions, it became more and more cold, and the bronze ancient road became more and more narrow.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, dissipating a lot of smoke and dust in front of Su Mu's eyes.

It was a severed arm, lying on the side of the road, like a mountain, and it crushed the palace of Hades.

Su Musha narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the secrets that Chongyi could tell in the past.

"Open Heaven Ancient God...... The Immortal Spirit ......"

In the bloody battle in the past, the earth-opening fairy spirit was besieged and killed by the ancients, and then the corpse was divided, and the ancient gods of the open sky also did not know life and death after the collapse of the underworld.

Covering the sky and breaking his arm, I don't know if it is the legacy of an ancient god or a fairy.

In the direction of the broken arm, Su Musha looked at the end of the ancient road.

At the fingertips of the broken arm, there is an ancient monument towering.

On the ancient monument, there are two words in the ghost seal book——

Death!

Slowly closing his eyes, Su Musha heard the sound of gurgling water.

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