Outside, there was a cracking sound from the sleeve of the corpse puppet sect master, one of the ten sects of the Demon Dao, although the sound was very small, but it alarmed the entire ten sects of the Demon Dao.

There was an extra broken jade plaque in the hand of the sect master of the corpse puppet sect, and the hidden wisp of divine soul inside turned into light smoke and dissipated.

"Wu Qian is dead!"

The entire Corpse Puppet Sect was silent, this was the fall of the first Holy Son of the Demon Dao.

"Who is it!Dare to kill my Corpse Puppet Sect Holy Son!" A powerful Demon Sect was angry and was about to go berserk, Wu Qiantian was a genius, proficient in various secret techniques of the Corpse Puppet Sect, and was once considered the hope of the Corpse Puppet Sect, but he didn't expect to be killed just after entering this mysterious world.

"The Demon Dao vein is still as vulnerable as it was back then, just a holy son, this is just the beginning!"

"I don't know if it's the leader of the righteous path, well done!"

"This time, it is necessary to exterminate the entire Demon Dao Generation and banish them to the Chaotic Sea again. ”

The righteous path monks laughed and continued to taunt, and a Demon Sect Holy Son fell, in their opinion, it must have been the work of the righteous path leader.

The aura of the Corpse Puppet Sect was gloomy, and a famous Demon Sect monk summoned a powerful corpse puppet and wanted to rush out, and the rest of the Demon Sect monks were also ready to move. The righteous path has even taken out the magic weapon and is ready to fight to the death with the demon path at any time.

"Be angry, they are right...... And that's just the beginning!"

A voice came, appeasing the monks of the Ten Sects of the Demon Dao, and the old man of the Yin Yin sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, a pair of cold pupils turning, and a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the battlefield of Dao Demons, the golden sea expells gray mist and shines brightly.

Wu Qian looked at the broken spear on his chest in disbelief, he was known as the Holy Son of the Corpse Puppet Sect, and he had sacrificed countless corpse puppets, and he was slaughtered by an ancient corpse simply and directly, this kind of grievance was indescribable.

The broken spear was stained with blood, and the purple aura contained the aura of destruction that cut off the vitality, and the soul of the Wu Qianyuan God was annihilated.

In this way, Wu Qian, the holy son of the Corpse Puppet Sect, fell and died in the hands of an ancient corpse.

The little turtle walked over, its body was like a disc, and there were bone spurs on its back, also looking at the situation.

The two ancient corpses that had lost the control of the magic seal fell, but the broken spear ancient corpse in front of them was still standing, showing an unrivaled momentum, which was terrifying.

Chen Yu held the emperor pole in his hand, keeping vigilant, this broken spear ancient corpse was too strong, even he was not sure to bombard Wu Gan with one blow, but the broken spear ancient corpse just threw a spear, not even blood and cultivation, simply nailed Wu Qian to death with combat skills, this strong and domineering is far from being in the realm of Ning Dan.

"Endless years have passed, my lord ......" The broken spear returned, and the eyes of the ancient corpse stayed on the entire Dao Demon Battlefield, constantly chasing something.

The aura of the broken spear was constantly rising, shining with extreme patterns, and a spear could even destroy the Yuanying Monk with a single spear.

"Is he a man or a ghost?" asked the little turtle.

The ancient corpse that was close to drying up had no meaning life qi, it didn't even have basic blood qi, it was completely a dead human body, but it was such an ancient corpse that killed a powerful Demon Dao Holy Son with a broken spear.

"I don't know, but I do know that if he wants to do it, you and I may not be able to beat him together. Chen Yu didn't laugh, he was very dignified.

This is an ancient man in the endless years, I don't know why, he was able to come back to life with a physical body, and fight the enemy with a pure ancient war technique.

Moreover, that broken spear was definitely a supreme killing weapon, it could pierce Chen Yu's golden sea, it could really hurt his body, and even the Heavenly Sword Thunder Will couldn't stop that momentum.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

The ancient corpse was very quiet, without the domineering spirit of killing the Holy Son with the spear before.

"Unexpectedly, after the endless years passed, it was you who woke me up...... Alas, my lord, would you rather sleep forever?" he muttered to himself.

"Why don't you do it to me, I can see that you have a demonic aura on you!" Chen Yu asked.

"Because from your body, there is the breath of my lord......" The Broken Spear Ancient Corpse turned its head, and its deep gaze fell on Chen Yu.

The ancient corpse's gaze seemed to penetrate the true dragon's bloodline, but the pitch-black brand didn't have any intention of moving, but Chen Yu could feel that there was a relationship between the pitch-black brand and the ancient corpse.

"Are you alive or dead? Chen Yu bypassed this topic, this ancient corpse was completely beyond his comprehension, it had no blood, but it was still alive.

"This is just a trace of my physical consciousness, and soon, I will fall into a deep sleep again!" said the ancient corpse. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, as if it was about to be extinguished.

The broken spear is wailing, unwilling, because it has just been revived, and it will accompany its master to sleep again.

"I don't have much time, and I'm about to fall asleep...... This broken spear is a good artifact, and I can give it to you, and I ask you only one thing, to take me away......"

He said intermittently, the originally ascending aura was weakening, and he threw the broken spear over.

"Who the hell are you!" The Broken Spear Ancient Corpse must be an incredible existence, if it is at its peak, it must be an unrivaled powerhouse, which makes Chen Yu wonder, why such a person did not die in that battle, but became a dry ancient corpse and slumbered.

"Who am I?" the ancient corpse of the broken spear seemed to be recalling, and after a long time, he raised his head, the corners of his dry mouth outlined an arc, and when he was about to fall asleep, he chuckled, "I have forgotten who I am, but I remember that my lord said it...... I am the dark sky, and the demon ...... Si Zhen is the underworld."

"Gloomy Sky...... Si Zhen Demon Hell. Chen Yu read a sentence.

What a domineering name, Youtian, just like this, an ancient person can suppress the Demon Dao Netherworld......

The broken spear fell in front of Chen Yu, the ancient corpse stood, and all the qi gradually dissipated. Chen Yu picked up the broken spear, this is a mysterious magic weapon, it is the magic weapon of the ancient corpse, it is very amazing.

The ancient corpse did not fall, and its bright eyes were dim, like a dead thing. The broken spear continued to let out a wail, and the spirit that had experienced the supreme years resolutely followed the ancient corpse to sleep together, turning into a dull broken spear.

Chen Yu was silent, took out a spirit sarcophagus from the jade talisman, and put the ancient corpse and the broken spear into the jade talisman together.

"Boy Chen, you really have to bring this thing that is not a human or a ghost with you. The little turtle asked, and whenever it thought of the rising momentum of the ancient corpse and the domineering way of killing the Holy Son with a spear at will, it couldn't help but feel creepy...... Although it is hairless.

"It's okay, I feel like he has something to do with this mysterious world. ”

Chen Yu didn't explain, he came to the side of Wu Qian, the holy son of the Corpse Puppet Sect, and took out the soul suppression bell and jade talisman in his hand together, searching for clues to the demonic path to break into this mysterious world.

......

Many people were teleported to the barren mountains and forests, where they found their way to the Dao Demon Battlefield and were shocked by this battlefield.

The great battle of endless years ago almost pierced this magnificent Dao Palace, the huge rocks were strewn and the corpses were full of bones, and many monks rushed into this battlefield and searched everywhere, because in the mirage, they saw that this Dao system had supreme Dao scriptures, powerful magic weapons and supreme elixirs.

These entered this Dao Demon Battlefield and did not search for the Creation, but they encountered the enemy, and the two veins of the Zheng and Demon have always not needed to be discussed, and colliding with each other is life and death.

A red-clothed figure appeared on the Dao Demon Battlefield, and Dongluo Liuli and the monks of the Burial Dragon Dao System entered this mysterious world to look for creation, but they were randomly teleported to the Dao Demon Battlefield.

She hid her cultivation and avoided the Demon Sect cultivators, knowing in her heart that if she encountered a demon cultivator at the level of the Demon Dao Holy Son, it would definitely be very tricky.

Along the way, she saw several corpses lying in front of her, including righteous monks and demon monks, who had experienced a hard battle and penetrated the entire battlefield.

"There seem to be signs of a great battle ahead!" a monk shouted.

Dongluo Liuli frowned slightly, the Red Lotus Immortal Sword hid the red mang, and vaguely noticed that several powerful breaths rushed over, and hurriedly hid the bloodline and entered the gray mist.

Whoosh!

It was two powerful demonic monks, who appeared here, scanned a battlefield, and flew away without gain.

"This Dao Demon Battlefield is very dangerous, it seems that Senior Brother Lie Yan and Chen Yu should have been found earlier. She made up her mind, there were too many dangers hidden here, the Demon Dao Monk was rampant, and it was easy to be chased and killed by the Demon Dao Monk if she was alone.

She hid her qi and walked through layers of gray battlefields, bypassing some powerhouses and entering a new ruin.

Walking out of the gray mist, in front of him, there was a broken pavilion, which retained some broken marks, which once belonged to this supreme Dao system.

Dongluo Liuli was slightly puzzled, and glanced around, not to find that a monk had set foot here, so he tentatively walked forward.

A giant tree swept out of the sky, sweeping a wave of divine power, Dongluo Liuli's hand was raised, and the golden blood burst out with divine light to sweep the giant tree off.

The pavilion built by the giant wood seemed to have been smashed into all the formations with one palm, the huge giant trees were cracked, and the broken formations were scattered, and it was easy to touch the formations if you were not careful.

She came to the center of the entire ruined ruins, many wooden frames were scattered and collapsed, and there were layers of divine light flowing, and after the supreme years, there was no decay.

It's been ransacked, it's clean, there's nothing in it.

Rumble!

Dongluo Liuli stepped on his feet, as if he was alarmed by something, and a huge mouth was cracked from the ground, constantly surging with brilliance, and a fairy light gushed out from the crack.

A ball of treasure light jumped out and came to Dongluo Liuli.

In the middle of the treasure light, there is a crystal ancient book, flowing with the brilliance of the fairy road, and a female fairy can be vaguely seen appearing in it, giving birth to a swaying spiritual light.

"It's ...... Immortal Sutra!" Dongluo Liuli's blood and qi surged, and it was difficult to suppress his surprise.

Legend has it that the immortal scripture has a spirit, which can automatically choose the master, and belongs to the inheritance of the Taoist system left by the immortals.

Dongluo Liuli knew the mystery of the Immortal Sutra, took a deep breath, and a golden blood breath rippled out of his hand, wanting to communicate with the Immortal Sutra.

The immortal scripture also stretched out a tentacle of light, wanting to make contact with Dongluo Liuli, but there was a sound of breaking the void in the void, which alarmed the immortal scripture, and the treasure light quickly converged, wanting to escape.

It seems that the deity is destined to inherit the First Demon Dao system and dominate the world, and he can actually encounter an immortal scripture!"

From the gray mist, a young man walked out with a feather fan in his hand, with long eyebrows and sideburns, narrow and seductive eyes, a straight nose, and a feminine and handsome body.

When his feather fan swayed, a white bone cage appeared, and countless vines were entwined from the white bones, giving birth to pink flowers, intertwined with each other, and exuding lust. The sound of desire trapped Dongluo Liuli and the fairy scripture together.