The sky is getting dark, and in the depths of the Motu Mountains, a miserable shout comes from the heart, which makes people's hearts numb, this is a dilapidated place, not a single grass grows, full of messy cornerstones, completely scorched earth, slightly black dead branches and low heat. In the distance, a tall and majestic mountain glows a faint red light in the night.

Thundered......

The sound of explosions continued to come out, there was a strange atmosphere in the night, a thin black mist was suspended in the air, it seemed extremely mysterious, in this chaotic land, a young man in rags was running rapidly, his expression was full of fear, Huo Di turned his head and glanced at the volcano that was spitting red light in the distance, and saw that no one was chasing behind him, so he calmed down and sat down on the ground.

Bucket beads of sweat slipped down his forehead, cold and cold, he was covered with cold sweat, he was afraid and frightened to the extreme, his rough palm poked into the dirt and rubbed for a while, before he lifted it up and carefully reached into his arms and took out a withered yellow scroll.

Then he opened the scroll with the palm of his hand, and a faint golden light emanated, and a line of small words was particularly eye-catching: Heavenly Demon Wolf Venerable Devouring Heaven Dafa.

Seeing this line of words, the corner of the young man's mouth finally showed a smile, and he said to himself: "It's all dead, die, I, Zhong Jiaming, will avenge you, waiting for me!"

I can't see what expression the young man has on his face, the Zhong family has been wiped out by the old monster of yin and yang, his father Zhong Xian died tragically in the capital of Wu Guoguo, the monarch abandoned the Zhong family like a shoe, and the thousand-year-old foundation of the ancestors came to naught, and his heart was full of unwillingness and resentment.

Zhong Jiaming inherited the position of the head of the family in grief, bid farewell to Zhong Dingshan and Zhong Nan, and the first thing he did was to open a volume of hexagrams left by the ancestors of the Zhong family for thousands of years as the head of the family.

According to legend, the hexagram book recorded the painstaking efforts of several generations of ancestors, which was a hexagram that seized the world and created it, and after dozens of generations of family owners, it already had eyebrows.

Just when he opened the hexagram book, looking at the mystery of the bizarre gods and demons deduced by his ancestors, he suddenly made his blood surge, and the million-year-old holy demon tomb mentioned above made his eyes even hotter, although there was a great danger, he still made a desperate bet, and took the surviving monks of the Zhong family to the tomb of the living dead, looking for the holy demon tomb.

Huang Tian lived up to it, and finally asked him to find the volcanic tomb, the heavenly demon tomb was extremely dangerous, the mechanism continued, countless strong people of the Zhong family fell, and the tragic situation was shocking, but the hatred and the idea of becoming stronger urged him to move forward, the Zhong family was almost killed and injured, and he went to the end in the blood and tears of his relatives.

Broke into the tomb, stepped on the blood, killed the resentful spirits that suddenly rushed out all the way, and blocked the attacking light rain with the corpses of his relatives, he watched his relatives die and fall, and some people panicked and wanted to quit, so he killed those people, no poison and no husband!

In the end, he was trapped in the tomb, there was no way out, except for the people guarding outside, everyone else died, and he was the only one left, groping in the cold hellish tomb, countless ghosts and ghosts rushed out, he held the sword and killed, killing to madness, but also to despair.

I don't know how many days he killed, he gradually got tired, hungry, his consciousness began to blur, and gradually felt that death was getting closer and closer to him, and suddenly he had an extremely strong desire to survive in his heart, he wanted to live, he wanted revenge, he couldn't die.

He thought that these dead people would forgive him, but after walking in the tomb for many days and fighting, he finally found a way to live, and accidentally got an ancient scroll and a sealed wooden box in a secret room, at that time a mysterious voice came, telling him that this was the Heavenly Demon Tomb and what kind of responsibility he had to bear, but he didn't have the heart to listen, he just wanted to live.

Only by living can he see the sun of tomorrow, at that moment he suddenly felt what a beautiful thing it was to live, he hated the smell of carrion from corpses, hated to suck those smelly blood, and when he closed his eyes, he could almost see them alive, he had enough!

Continuing to move forward, holding the sword in his hand tightly, Zhong Jiaming didn't know how many wounds there were, almost all the bones on his body were broken, the white bones exposed on his arms were shocking, and the blood kept remaining, he crawled out of the tomb step by step like a trapped beast that was still breathing, and finally saw the dawn and saw those familiar faces.

None of the men, women, children, and monks of the family entered the tomb, but when he saw those familiar faces, his heart suddenly became frightened, he felt that they were going to kill him, and he felt that their appearance became hideous, and they roared towards him, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

He suddenly understood that they were going to kill him and not let him live, but he wanted to live, so he dragged his tired body and tightened his grip on the sword again.

"Kill, I'm going to live!" he shouted and rushed over, blood splattering, children crying and falling under his sword, women in astonishment blood splattered in front of them, and everyone died.

Zhong Jiaming suddenly came to his senses, looking at the blood and corpses all over the ground, his eyes were empty and overwhelmed, and he muttered: "No, I didn't kill it!"

"Yes, it's the Yin-Yang Monster, it's all the Yin-Yang Monster, it's all caused by the Yin-Yang Monster!" he shouted and ran, trying to get away from the volcano......

Zhong Jiaming looked at the Heavenly Demon Wolf Venerable Heaven Devouring Dafa, and finally showed a smile: "This Heaven Devouring Dafa is so good, devouring other people's flesh and blood, strengthening one's own body, absorbing other people's cultivation, using it for one's own use, refining other people's divine souls, and strengthening the Divine Sea......"

Zhong Jiaming looked at it cautiously for a long time, put away the scroll, and took out the wooden box, the moment the box was broken, a transparent sphere similar to a crystal ball appeared, with many veins attached to it, and in that sphere was sealed a small demonic beast, covered in colors, with a tail as long as a body, and a hideous face, which was somewhat similar to a tiger.

"Is this the Divine Beast?" Zhong Jiaming looked at the shape of the Demonic Beast and immediately recognized it, the Divine Beast is a kind of Ancient Divine Beast, dressed in colorful clothes, as big as a tiger, with a long tail and extreme speed.

However, at this time, the Wuwu Divine Beast was sealed in the ice stone, Zhong Jiaming hesitated for a while, this method of sealing is common in Dao Wenshi sealing the corpse with the ice stone, which can be guaranteed for thousands of years.

Legend has it that powerful Dao Pattern Priests can seal living creatures in this way and place them in the best ice spirit stones, creating a huge form of gods in order to prolong their lives.

Zhong Jiaming faintly felt that the beast in the seal was still a living thing, but he didn't have the ability to break the seal yet, he put away the beast, and the sky had gradually revealed a thin light.

This time, he led his people to break into the depths of the Motu Mountains, violating the agreement between the ancient tribe and the human race ten thousand years ago, and the ancient tribe must be furious, and it is very likely to cause chaos.

Now that he had to leave this barren land quickly, he made up his mind, Zhong Jiaming began to flee quickly to the north, and finally stayed away from the depression where no grass grows, and Zhong Jiaming's tightly knit heartstrings gradually relaxed.

Unexpectedly, just as he was resting and tidying up his clothes, a phantom suddenly appeared beside him, fluctuating and pitch black, and two of them were particularly gloomy with fire-like light.

"Who?" A long sword appeared in his hand, and the light shone brightly, and Zhong Jiaming's eyes were cold and scolded at the black shadow. The black shadow moved erratically around Zhong Jiaming, lifeless.

"Look for death!" With a cold snort, Zhong Jiaming urged the long sword to take the black shadow directly, but to his surprise, when his sword stabbed the black shadow, it turned out to be nothingness.

"How can this be?" I can't help but think, this scene is too weird, Zhong Jiaming looked at the ghost beside him, and his heart was cold and began to rush into the distance.