That hazy knife intent has not dissipated after endless years, Chen Yu kept vomiting blood, and it was difficult to read the text clearly, as if in an instant, a lonely figure appeared in front of him...... In the eyes of everyone, he came to the peak alone, cut the stone with a knife, carved such a paragraph, and sighed constantly......

The pitch-black imprint that was silent in the sea of Dao trembled in the breath of the handwriting, faintly about to rush out.

"Could it be that the crown of ancient and modern, sitting and lying in the long river of time and the ban on this site is the same person......" Chen Yu was shocked.

The person who sat and lay on the occasion of time was known as the Demon of the Middle Ages, who once dominated an era and brought the prosperity of the Ancient People's race into the era of the end of the law, and he was the only one who destroyed and sealed such a powerful Dao system.

Legend has it that the ancient demon had no humanity, slaughtered the Terran monks, destroyed humanity, and the way of heaven did not tolerate it, and finally sent down heavenly punishment to kill him, and the Terran Dao was able to breathe.

But the imprint on this round of stone carvings can vaguely be seen that he is a powerful monk and a warm man, destroying an ancient Taoist system, and when he reaches the top, even if many monks surrender, he is still lonely in his heart......

But...... What kind of woman is it that makes the demons of the Middle Ages so obsessed.

Chen Yu was silent here, and it was not until the pitch-black imprint in the Dao Sea stopped throbbing and lurked again that he came to his senses, looked at the entire Dao ruins, and silently walked forward.

There must be a reason why he came here, as if there was a thread that kept pulling him to follow. The pitch-black imprint kept beating, and when it came here, it became extremely active, as if urging Chen Yu to move forward.

He walked along an ancient road, surrounded by no living creatures, only ruined walls, and beside him there were ruined stone pillars that ran through the sky, constantly telling of the desolation of the years.

The road is long and leads through the entire ruins of the Dao Palace to a mysterious place.

Chen Yu walked for a long time, until the end of the road, as if the sky was silent.

The gray mist obscured the sky, and the stars intertwined to form a star map, and countless streamers of light continued to retrace into the sky from all over the ruins of the Dao system.

Airplanes!

As soon as the sound of the Dao sounded in Chen Yu's mind, he seemed to see that the originally silent stars were moving, forming a strange scene.

"I inherit the way of heaven, feather and ascend to immortal!"

Countless monks knelt down to worship the sky, and they all spoke out in unison, sacrificing heaven and earth, the originally silent East China Sea roared, and a dragon close to the true immortal suddenly jumped out, and a powerful Taoist stretched out two fingers, and clamped the giant Jiao at will, cutting open the flesh and blood. Remove the gentian and swallow.

That Taoist person is too powerful, beyond the boundaries of heaven and earth, his body is clothed with glow, his eyes are pious, in the eyes of everyone, heaven and earth descend Hongmeng purple qi, and the Taoist breaks through the void and becomes an immortal.

"Has the ancient human race reached this level? It's a miracle, it's a pity that the deity missed such an era......" The little turtle sighed, and also saw some scenes.

Chen Yu didn't speak, that Taoist inherits the way of heaven, eliminates evil Jiao, and gets heaven to feather and ascend to immortals, all kinds of scenes are too amazing.

Rumble!

The scenery changed again, a green-robed monk held his hand, standing solemnly in front of the entire Dao Palace, behind him, countless hideous monks swallowed magic light, but their eyes were only the arrogant but like the majestic mountain in front of him, and the scorching piety was constantly surging.

That is their god, who leads them, far more revered than immortals.

From the magnificent Dao Palace, several old men in Dao robes walked out, their momentum was comparable to the sky, they shot together, and the entire sky descended on the stars and tribulation.

The green-robed monk took out a knife and walked through the void.

Burst!

Several old heads flew together, and the green-robed monk held a knife in his hand, and came to the peak of the Dao Palace step by step, standing alone and solemnly.

The Dao Sect that gave birth to a true immortal was shocked, and countless disciples wept, this is the most powerful clan elder in their sect, and he still hasn't stopped the demon-like man......

Roar!

The pitch-black robed monk turned into a black wave and rushed into this magnificent Dao system, the disciples of the Dao Palace were slaughtered, and there were many powerful monks in the duel to break through the entire Dao Palace, and the remnants of the righteous monks continued to cry blood, and a drop of it flowed on the broken boulder, and the sky was dyed red, no matter how tragic it was, it could not disturb the solemn figure of the green-robed monk on the top of the Dao Palace......

The stars were disillusioned, the mutilated scene disappeared, and a scene appeared in front of me, the road was winding, and the black blood stains invaded the stones, and there were people crying around, which was miserable...... It was the obsession of the monk that had not yet dissipated, and he cried day and night.

"This was once the core of the entire Taoist system, and heaven and earth recorded the most glorious moments, as well as the most tragic scenes. The little turtle was inexplicably quiet, because that kind of scene made it difficult to hide the sadness in its heart, the sects that had been out of the true immortals were all destroyed, and the Dao system dissipated, leaving only the wreckage.

"This is a Dao Demon Battlefield, where all Dao cultivators and Demon Dao cultivators fought in the past!"

In the gray mist, there are also streams of desolate Dao rhyme flowing, and a famous monk can be seen constantly dripping blood, showing his magical powers in the battle, carved by heaven and earth, flashing fragments, and still existing after endless years.

The entire battlefield was very tragic, the foundation stone of the Dao system was overturned, revealing ravines one after another, and the spiritual veins were excavated...... The broken spear lying on the ground, the blade of the sword was shattered by countless magic weapons, corroded by the years, and turned into dust when touched.

Armored skeletons were buried in rubble, and with a sharp sword stuck in their chests, they were so strong in front of them that their flesh had not decayed over countless years.

Click!

A slight sound came from the soil, alarming Chen Yu.

Rumble!

The pitch-black soil cracked, and a rusty copper broken spear pierced from under Chen Yu's feet, trying to stab Chen Yu through.

Chen Yu took a step back, and an ancient corpse in black armor appeared on the opposite side, holding a broken spear in his hand, and gray aura circulated on him.

He didn't say anything, and just rushed over, accompanied by the smell of vomiting corpses, raised his broken spear high, and swept out the battle skills.

Chen Yu waved out one method after another, and the Xuanyin Qi exploded on the ancient corpse's body, and the white frost continued to invade the armor, freezing the entire ancient corpse.

Cluck!

The teeth of the ancient corpse continued to grind, and the decaying body erupted into an ancient Dao pattern, and the physical body retained the Dao pattern magic power in front of it, ignoring the Xuanyin aura.

He rushed over again, his body was surrounded by gray light, especially on the broken spear, there were rune inscriptions, even if he was cursed by the years, he was still very powerful, and he rushed over like this, piercing the golden fire domain on Chen Yu's body, almost piercing Chen Yu's body.

"This is a powerful ancient corpse left over from the Dao Demon War, can it still give birth to spiritual wisdom?" Chen Yu was puzzled.

There is no doubt that this ancient corpse is very powerful, and it is very likely that it was a powerful monk during his lifetime, and his physical body retains supernatural powers, but he doesn't know why he wants to attack him.

He was retreating, the runes on the broken spear were too powerful to ignore any supernatural powers, and the physical body could not bear it.

Whew!

A ghostly light rushed out of the gray mist, and the pitch-black figure exuded the smell of decay, forming a magic mark in his hand, and faintly hearing the sound of a ghost crying in the imprint of endless dark demonic energy, it was an ancient evil seal, coming from the wind,

Chen Yu twisted his body and cracked at a strange angle.

The round of black seals rushed towards the armored ancient corpse, but when it fell to the general, the black seal disappeared, and at the same time, the ancient corpse in the pitch-black armor held a broken spear and turned its body to chase after Chen Yu, as if there was something on Chen Yu's body that attracted them.

"Something is wrong, this is not a pure evil thought of the birth of an ancient corpse!"

Chen Yu was suspicious when he heard the two voices behind him, but his soul was born with an alarm, and from the boundless gray mist, several powerful ancient corpses rushed out again, and dark runes formed on his body, and after integrating into them, he was able to open his eyes, full of bloodthirsty and violent thoughts.

Sou!

The huge embroidered copper halberd swept across Chen Yu's face, and a black mark behind it devoured the gray mist, covering it, and wanted to kill Chen Yu.

He was like a fish dragon, escaping from the ancient corpse supernatural powers, his body erupted with a sea of golden blood, and the boundless golden flames reflected the entire Dao Demon Battlefield, those few ancient corpses stood in the Dao fire, and the flesh intertwined with golden flames, shrouding a layer of time imprisonment power, it was difficult to ignite their bodies at all.

However, surrounded by golden flames, several gray runes drilled out of the ancient corpse's flesh body, and were burned clean in the fierce and yang flesh body flames.

The ancient corpse no longer moved, Chen Yu sensed something, his eyes scanned the entire Dao Demon Battlefield, and said coldly: "Who is sneaky, come out!"

Boom!

There was a gloomy laughter, and from the gray mist, a black-robed young man walked out, his slightly thin lips outlining an evil smile, holding a soul bell, and a gray demon pattern drilled out of the soul bell.