Where is this?

Of course, Yi Xiao knew that this was the tomb of the overlord of Western Chu...... But the question is, where is this? If it's at the bottom of the Eight Feet Mountain, how many meters is it underground?

These are unknowns.

Yi Xiao raised his head, the top of his head was pitch black, he couldn't see the top, and there was no trace of light exposed, when the pupils adjusted to the extreme darkness here, he could easily distinguish that there was something different in this darkness.

For example...... Blood.

The blood stained on the stone tablet was still warm blood when it fell to the ground, and there was bloody blood on the huge scales.......

A lot of blood, still reflecting a strange brilliance in the darkness, looks oppressive and heavy.

Yi Xiao subconsciously held his breath, the vitality in his body was still empty, he raised a hand with difficulty, wrapped around the back of his head, extremely overdrawn, so that his strength was all drained, at this moment like a weak and powerless child, when the five fingers touched the half of the hairpin, there was not even more strength, it was pulled out of the hair, and he could only slowly pull out the white cool wooden bun, driving the long hair to scatter and fall to the ground.

Yi Xiao clenched the wooden bun tightly with one hand, and he waited in place for a long time.

The blood here is very mottled.

Not alone.

There are shedding scales, and I don't know what kind of monster is hiding.

Yi Xiao didn't know how many people there were here, but he knew that Gu Shengcheng fell from the blood pool of the Eight Feet Mountain with him, he had to land before himself, and he was in a coma for a while, no matter what, luckily, he didn't seem to fall with him.

Gu Shengcheng didn't use a sword, and the huge scales shattered on the ground had traces of fierce sword marks, indicating that in addition to him, there was a third person who used a sword.

"Hoo ......"

Yi Xiao adjusted her breathing vigorously and corrected her disordered thoughts.

Whether it was the monster with huge scales, or the sword cultivator who could smash the monster scales with his sword, or Gu Shengcheng...... It's not something that I can deal with in my current state.

Even if there is this half of the white cool wood bun, it can only kill one person.

Even...... You can't even kill, you can only do heavy damage.

Yi Xiao waited in place for a long time, but did not hear the slightest sound, and the earth did not tremble, and the whole world was as quiet as if it were a newborn.

It's not so much quiet as dead silence.

Yi Xiao looked at the blood on the scales, it did not slip off, nor evaporated, but just stayed quietly in the pits on the surface, rolling back and forth, full of blood, but extremely bright, maintaining sufficient vitality.

This is the bottom of the eight-foot mountain in the Western Regions, the bottom of the blood pool, which runs through the cemetery of the earth.

Over here...... It's huge.

Yi Xiao recovered a little vitality, her face was still pale, her vitality was not much, it was very weak, fortunately, she could rely on this faint vitality to urge the hairpin, and with a life-saving hole card, she could relax a little at the moment.

He stood up, slowly held on to a huge mountain rock, and walked towards the ancient monument.

The world, which was originally extremely silent, seemed to have more voices at this moment.

Yi Xiao frowned, as if he heard a sound like swimming water, and at the moment he turned his head, he saw a shadow that was rapidly smashing.

The aura of this shadow was so faint that the demonic aura could not even leave the body.

A fragile monster?

Yi Xiao's face was gloomy, one hand pinched the neck of the "comer", and when he heard a whimper, the black-ringed demon snake with extremely black color had been pinched by him for seven inches, and the little King Kong's body burst out slightly, and he pinched the snake's head with a bang.

"Tick-"

"Tick-"

The blood of the black ring snake slowly flowed down the fingertips, flowed through the forearm, and dripped to the ground.

Yi Xiao's eyes showed a sense of tiredness, he didn't have much strength at this time, so he was extremely vigilant, so that the attack of this faint monster made him slightly frightened.

This is the burial ground of the overlord, and it is at the bottom of the blood pool, I don't know how many demon spirits such as the black ring snake are raised, but fortunately, in the face of them, even if I don't have much vitality, I can shatter its head just by relying on my body.

His Royal Highness thought about it carefully, grabbed the neck of the black-ringed snake in the palm of his hand, and wrapped the long snake body, which still maintained its tenacity, around his bare forearms.

He walked to the ancient monument with a calm face and squatted down.

The stone tablet carved out of the tomb of the overlord of Western Chu by the sword qi does not seem to have left many traces of time, after such a long time here, the sword qi on the ancient tablet is still new, and it seems that in this dark place, it has obtained eternal immortality.

Yi Xiao's complexion was complicated.

He stood here, feeling something tremble in the depths of his soul.

Is it a calling?

The Maharaja has entangled the soul of the 10th generation, the previous 9th generation has been separated, and the overlord of the 10th generation is deeply rooted and has never had the slightest trace of "awakening".

Until Yi Xiao stood here.

He deeply felt that there was a sound that was enough to shake the soul in the entrance covered by the mountain stones, acting in the Purple Mansion, in the Heart Lake, and even in the darkness in the distance, to make a ...... for his return. Light a handful of lights.

Yi Xiao walked in.

The wind was overwhelming, and the broken lotus clothes of His Royal Highness were blown to the sound of hunting, and the whole person was almost unstable on his feet, holding on to a stone wall with difficulty, but he felt an incomparably cold sword qi.

Yi Xiao's pupils shrank.

......

......

"If there is no immortality in the world, how can the world give birth to me?"

"If there is eternal life in the world, why did the world give birth to me?"

A line of extremely messy handwriting, the breath like a tiger roaring, rolled everyone who touched the stone wall, smashed into the heart lake, burst out of the monstrous waves.

One after the other -

"Where's the sword?"

"Where's the sword—"

"Where's the sword!"

Countless handwriting on the stone wall, densely spread out in the past, can not see the end at a glance, this is a pitch-black walkway, and countless small seal fonts, engraved here by people with sword qi, so many years of sword qi drumming, such as bright day, it is very difficult to open the eyes, under the pressure of sword intent, so that the stone wall is almost about to shatter, but whoever touches or watches, all of them are shaken in their mood, and it is difficult to resist the powerful sword intent.

Yi Xiao's face was pale, and he experienced bursts of sword qi.

He struggled to hold on to the stone wall, his fingertips constantly touching the sword qi, causing them to become more and more pale and bloodless.

......

"I don't want immortality!"

"Power is better than a sword to the world......"

"I want, drunk and lying on the knees of the beauty, wake up and kill the sword!"

......

Yi Xiao could feel that the sword qi on the stone wall, although it was majestic and mixed with countless years of baptism, looked a little immature.

After the overlord's cultivation was completed, the sword was incomparable, and he never had a second sword against the enemy, even if he entered the ghost gate and sealed the eight or nine immortal seals, he only had a few swords, and it was impossible to leave so much sword intent on the stone wall wantonly and willfully.

It's like a whining in childhood, sword after sword, through a boring and long childhood.

Yi Xiao muttered, "This is ...... Left by the Young Overlord?"

In the end, the handwriting on the stone wall became less and less, the sword intent became heavier and heavier, but the murderous aura became shallower and shallower, so that the sword aura was full, but there was no murderous aura, the wind was light and light, like a strong wind paving, leaving only a cool breath.

"Self-cultivation and family, governing the country and leveling the world......"

"I don't want to learn what the teacher taught. ”

"I want to learn the art of killing. ”

"I want to be the enemy of all people. ”

......

This is the end, the handwriting is over.

Further on, it is like a huge labyrinth, with stone walls on one side at a time, blocking each other, one fork after another.

Yi Xiao walked forward and fell into thought.

Those handwriting...... The teacher mentioned in it also has a killing technique, and ten thousand enemies......

Yi Xiao gently touched the ancient stone wall, and seemed to understand a little.

This is the bottom of the eight-foot mountain in the Western Regions-

This place is older than the time of the overlord, and the collapsed mountain rock at the entrance, as well as the ancient monument that was obviously later larger, all prove that in the previous time, there was an extremely powerful cultivator who was very willful to take this place for himself.

This is the burial ground of the overlord, but when did the overlord engrave these words?

The "teacher" ......

Yi Xiao's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

A loud roar came overhead.

The rocks collapsed, and at the exit, there was a loud and terrifying roar.

A huge snake head shattered and smashed a stone wall not far away, occupying Yi Xiao's entire field of vision, driving countless scales and rolling past.

Yi Xiao held her breath and stared at the huge snake body that was only a few feet away from her as it drove slowly, the scales released from the outside rubbed against the ground, bursting out one puff after another of fiery sparks.

His Royal Highness did not dare to make the slightest sound, lest he be alarmed

Something seemed to be slowly waking up in his palms.

The small black ring snake, the head of the snake began to struggle, and the demon spirit, which was originally too dead to die, burst out with huge power at this moment, and took advantage of the moment when Yi Xiao's distraction was distracted, he actually broke open his palm-

Yi Xiao turned around and saw that the black ring snake was extremely frightened, and its body fell heavily to the ground, swimming towards the stone wall like a swimming fish, and disappeared in an instant.

A tremendous coercion enveloped him.

His Highness took a deep breath repeatedly.

He moved extremely slowly, turning around very slowly.

Time seems to stand still.

The huge scales flow backwards and generally collide with the ground, retreating layer by layer.

In the end, the huge python that should have walked between the two stone walls slowly retreated at this moment, and kept its head backwards in front of Yi Xiao.

A huge vertical pupil aimed at himself.

His Royal Highness trembled all over.

He clenched his white cool wooden bun tightly and stared at the "monster" in front of him.

This trembling is not fear.

It's anger.

Tremendous anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

I recalled the scene of Qijiang in my mind-

I can't remember anything.

Only that furious roar.

"Let's go!"

That huge shadow, the pupil that I will never forget.

In the cemetery, Yi Xiao, who was standing in front of the huge pupils of the "Dragon King Crossing the River", burst out of a hoarse voice in his voice.

"Brute...... Are you still alive?"