After standing by the sword mark for a while, the two flew close to the ground, looking for the statue of the demon god.

Blocked by the extremely cold ice fog, they could not see the stars in the distance, nor could they distinguish east, west, north and south, so they could only rely on their own identification to determine the direction.

He Yi has some perception of gravity, but that perception is really insignificant, and it is not as good as Yun Zhiman's divine sense.

Although there is no direction to tell, this dark red earth has no raised mountains other than deep ravines, so it is still relatively easy to find a statue of a thousand feet high. Of course, this just means that when you are close to the range of 10,000 miles, if the distance is too far, even if it is several times higher, you can't see it.

After flying for about half an hour, a ruined ruin came into view. Needless to say, the two naturally leaned over together.

The pile of ruins was scattered and covered an area of dozens of miles, and the ruins were already small pieces, not even a decent wall or an entire pillar. After getting closer, the ruins on the ground could be seen more clearly, and a faint breath was also sensed by the two of them.

The ruins of these walls are almost powdery gray material, perhaps because there is little wind, so they have not been blown away. On some of the slightly less serious broken fragments, a faint cyan trace can be faintly discerned, and those faint and almost negligible nicks on the top seem to have the appearance of a formation, it seems that this ruin used to be an immortal palace.

Yun Zhiman's divine sense is sharper, and he has discovered more things. His fingers stroked a piece of ruin, and said: "This should be the palace carried by the mighty, it used to be made of spiritual jade, dozens of miles long and wide, and there are many ornaments inside. Now that the years have worn away, the ornaments have become powder, and the walls have broken more slowly, and a silhouette can still be faintly seen. ”

The fingers left, and the ruins turned to powder and scattered all over the ground.

Slapping the debris off his hands, he suddenly noticed something, and flew to another place where the ruins were buried.

Flicking his sleeves away the pile of powder, he leaned over and picked it up, laughing.

He Yi followed, and when he saw that the thing in his hand was actually a hairpin that was broken in two, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Although the hairpin was broken and its color had faded to gray, the delicate workmanship could still be distinguished. And after tens of millions of years, it is still only broken in two, and it has not turned into fly ash, so the quality should be extremely high.

Yun Zhi twisted half of the hairpin in front of him, and after looking at it, he chuckled and said, "It seems that there are not only decorations in this palace, but also the strong man's Heavenly Immortal Concubine." This hairpin should have been a sub-Xuanbao level thing back then, but now it's useless. And among the powder under our feet, there should be the ashes of a peerless beauty. ”

He Yi couldn't help but look at his feet when he heard this, those gray powders had already spread out with Yun Zhiman's sleeves, and he couldn't see the original shape at all.

"A peerless beauty, after all, is also a pod of ashes. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Who in the world can not die? Panjun has become a thing of the past, let alone a beautiful woman who can only be reduced to a concubine? The coming and going of the common people is just a reincarnation in the ancient and modern future, and each of us is just an insignificant grain of sand between heaven and earth. ”

The desolate ruins became more vicissitudes with the sighs of the two, and He Yi's heart sank like water for a while, and he couldn't make any more ripples.

The vicissitudes of life change, and there is nothing that exists forever in the world. Life and death are inevitable processes. He was obsessed with finding Yun Xuan, who was reincarnated, but he actually knew that even if he found her, she would definitely not be able to remember the old things. The soul washed by the yellow spring water is so pure that it does not contain the slightest impurity, not to mention memory, even the nature will be reshaped.

It's just that knowing is one thing, and the choice in your heart is another. Even though he knew it might not make sense, he just thought it was and wanted to do it. Even if it is said to be obsession, desire, or unwillingness, he will not change the choice in his heart.

He is not a god who has no desires and no desires, nor is he a Buddha who is empty of the four great things, he is just a person. When people live, they must always do what they want to do, so as not to waste their lives.

Returning the hairpin to the dust, Yun Zhiman flew up again, and continued to fly over the dark red earth at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

He Yi followed, his mind spread out for five hundred miles, and his eyes scanned things thousands of miles away.

The potholed ground, the deep and shallow ravines, and the various smells that remain in the ancient world can still be faintly distinguished. Flying over hundreds of thousands of miles of land, they felt the domineering knife, the fierce wind, and the bone-chilling cold. There is also an elusive ethereal atmosphere, a majestic kingly demeanor, and a dreamy artistic conception that cannot be left......

In the range of these hundreds of thousands of miles alone, they found at least ten different breaths. And those that can still survive under the abrasion of tens of thousands of years are still alive and thin, and those breaths were at least the existence of life and death in the past!

With such a large number of peerless masters, it is only a corner of the battlefield, and it is not difficult to imagine how fierce the great battle was thousands of years ago.

Before they knew it, the two had come to the edge of the most conspicuous trace they had seen earlier.

This trace seems to be smashed by a stick, one is deep and the other is shallow, the length is 100,000 li, the width is nearly 10,000 li, and the deepest place is pitch black, but it can be guessed that it should be at least nearly 10,000 miles deep.

With such a huge destructive power, and the marks of a stick smashing, He Yi naturally immediately thought of the Divine Monkey General. At the same time, there is another monkey in memory.

He glanced at the ravines where he couldn't see the edge when he was flying at low altitude, and said, "I heard a story about a monkey in it who called himself Monkey King. His weapon was a stick, which was originally a Dinghai God Needle, also known as the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick. That monkey is the incarnation of heaven and earth, with infinite strength, and he has learned seventy-two great spells from his master, and has eaten countless elixirs, so he will not break the golden body when he practices. That story was full of resistance and unyielding at first, but after the monkey put on the vajra hoop, he gradually let go of his violent nature and finally converted to Buddhism. Some say he gave in, others say life is like this. ”

"Maybe it's a good story. Yun Zhi seemed to feel something, and said: "The Divine Monkey General used to be a violent and vicious person, but in the end, he also surrendered, worshiped the king of the center and sat down, and hung the name of a general. He had fought with the Divine Sword General for tens of thousands of years, and had fought with each other countless times, and even the starry sky outside the mountain and sea realm was destroyed by them. However, the Central King was born out of chaos and was unparalleled in power, easily defeating the two generals who were still kings of the north and south at the time. Since then, the Monkey General has gradually disappeared violently, and the Divine Sword General has let go of everything, and since then he has lived in seclusion, cultivated himself, and worked as a woodcutter on the Chaos Mountain for 8,000 years. ”

At this point, he suddenly paused. He Yizheng listened with interest, so he asked, "What about later?"

After hesitating for a while, Yun Zhiman continued: "The cultivation of the Divine Sword General has advanced by leaps and bounds, and even the Divine Monkey General, who has always been inferior, is no longer his opponent. But when he wanted to challenge the King of the Central again, he was so overwhelmed by the domineering spirit of the King of the Central that he didn't even have the confidence to raise his sword. Since then, he has been completely willing to become Panjun's subordinate. And the Divine Monkey General has a stronger temperament, although he has always been famous, but he never really gave in, until thousands of years later, the ancestor of Yuchen Palace came to the Mountain and Sea Realm and defeated the powerful Divine Monkey General with the power of magic, he began to reflect and carried out a retreat for 10,000 years. ”

"It turns out that when the goddess general arrived, the Central Kingdom had been established for tens of thousands of years......"

"Yes, for tens of thousands of years, they are all in a hurry. Yun Zhiman sighed slightly and explained: "It is recorded in ancient books that the ancestor is a holy woman sent by the Yuchen Palace of the Floating Dust Immortal Realm, and her only mission is to assist Panjun. Soon after Panjun was born, she began to travel through the void, and tens of thousands of years were almost spent on the road. The Netherworld has traveled for nearly 10,000 years, and you can imagine the distance of that distance. As for what kind of connection there is between Panjun and the Yuchen Palace of the Floating Dust Immortal Realm, we descendants don't know. What was left in the Yuchen Palace in the Beihai Sea was just some of the primeval secrets of the mountain and sea realm, and the ancestors rarely mentioned the things about the floating dust immortal realm. ”

"Fairy ......"

The more you know, the heavier the weight of these two words. At first, he had just stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, and He Yi thought that the immortal realm was the upper space where the enlightened people in the novel flew away, or maybe it was something like "Heavenly Court".

But from the mouths of Liu Daozun and Lin Yanzhi, he knew that the immortal world was just another big world in the universe. The fairy world is big and there are many strong people, this is his second cognition.

To this day, seeing the ruins of this great battle in the ruins of the demon gods, and then connecting with the pictures of the collapse of the Central Kingdom, he can't help but feel a little afraid of the word "fairy world" in his heart!

If the Yin and Yang Realm is a high mountain for him now, then the Mysterious Realm is the sky! And Panjun's level is even more vast, and it is impossible to guess how vast it is!

But Panjun is just a weak existence that is easily abused and killed!

The eyes behind the guqin can no longer be described in words how powerful he is. Maybe it's not a person at all, but a will of the universe itself, a short-lived will to obliterate Panjun!

It seems that there is such a story in the novel.

And only such speculation can make him feel at ease.

If those eyes were a person, then the fairy world would be really terrifying.

"After the Monkey General came out of the customs, he cultivated to be on an equal footing with the Goddess General, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior. Although the stick in front of us seems to be powerful, it may just be a casual blow from him. If you do your best, I'm afraid this planet will no longer exist. Yun Zhiman said.

He Yi glanced up at the starry sky that was hidden by the extremely cold ice fog and could not be seen, and said, "Maybe this demon god ruin is just the final location of that battle, and the destroyed planet has become a cloud of dust in the universe. ”

Outside the ruins of the demon gods, there are countless meteorite belts? Maybe they are the wreckage of other battlefields.

"Perhaps. Yun Zhiman nodded slightly, and then flew forward.

Flying over the traces of the stick, He Yi couldn't help but look down at the bottomless depression under his feet.

The deep valley smashed by the round stick was flanked by a slope that sloped downward, and the slope went deep into a place where the light could not reach, and became a deep and bottomless appearance. When flying in the sky, there is still a faint pressure there.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that when they flew nearly a thousand miles away from the edge, the faint pressure suddenly increased countless times, as if the Divine Monkey General's stick was smashed on his head!

The incident happened suddenly, Mo Kepeiyu's power hit his body, and He Yi fell into it on the spot!

Even Yun Zhiman, a celestial immortal, only supported it for a blink of an eye, and then followed He Yi into the bottomless ravine.