Entering the Demon Death Tomb is nine deaths, and even the ogre will be trapped for five hundred years. Although Jimo has always suspected that the third generation of Heavenly Master may go outside of Shenzhou, but when he returns to the Demon Death Mausoleum, he will feel how small this opportunity is.

There are not a few emperors in ancient times, but there are only a few emperors who can really keep their names and not be forgotten by all generations, and Nanling is undoubtedly a legendary one.

Since the Nanling Emperor of Nanling, there is no Nanling, and there is no Shenzhou.

One person, one era. History is rare.

Ji Qingting opened the Dao Eye, wanting to see through the fog and find a way out, but she was soon disappointed, there was only the fog ahead, and there were countless avenues, covering her eyes, even if she couldn't see through the Dao Eye.

The dragon search technique failed here, Jimo couldn't find the dragon vein, and the dragon qi in the upper dantian was scarce, so he didn't dare to use it rashly.

"There is no road. ”

The two of them walked for half an hour, and returned to the starting point, feeling that their physical strength had decreased rapidly, Jimo had forged the Great Dao into his body, and he also felt tired, and the injuries he suffered in the Holy City were actually rotting in the rotting corpse demonic qi, and the Dao of Self was also collapsing.

This time, where Jimo fell, the content of rotting corpse demonic qi was extremely high, almost condensed into substance, and the black cypress here was very vigorous, and the length was also very weird, like a ghost with teeth and claws.

"There can only be one kind of avenue here, and that is the Five Dragons Dao of the Nanling Emperor. Ji Qingting felt desperate, she saw thousands of avenues and countless rules through the Dao Eye, but these avenue rules were all blocked by the Five Dragons Dao, and then corroded by the rotting corpse demonic qi.

At noon, the sun shone through the fog and into the black berlin, but there was no warmth at all, Jimo suddenly felt it and took a piece of fragment out of the dantian.

This is a jade-like fragment, the fragment is covered with patterns, and if you look closely, it looks like ice crystals on the surface of the jade piece. Jimo deduced that this was a completely new Dao essence, but unfortunately it was not complete.

This fragment was obtained from Gu Wangshu's hand at that time, and Jimo has always treasured it, and he felt that this fragment was very extraordinary, and it might be the remains of a powerful spiritual weapon.

There are only twenty spiritual weapons on the list, and the top five spiritual weapons are all in the Yin and Yang family, and only the seventh and eleventh spiritual weapons in the Taishang Holy Land are on the list.

The sun is squishy and star-dappled from the mist, and if you don't look closely, you can't see that this is the sun.

Jimo is more dignified, it is very abnormal here, the old man said that the Demon Tomb does not see the sun all year round, he has stayed for five hundred years and has not seen the light of day. But here, the sun shines strangely.

"It's glowing. Ji Qingting pointed to the jade piece and shouted in surprise.

The jade pieces emitted a pale red soft light, and those misty imprints were glowing, and the fragments were trembling, wanting to fly, but they were bound by the invisible avenue.

Jimo took out the Dao stone and arranged it into a large array, and a little elf flew up from the large array and entered the jade piece, and the jade piece flew up with a whizz, turned into a streamer, and flew into Berlin.

The two followed the jade piece, walked through a layer of fog, and came to an ancient road, on both sides of the ancient road are lampstands, which are already very dilapidated, the road is paved with stones, and the ancient road goes deep into the black berlin, hidden behind the thick fog, which is very strange.

"Bell!"

The debris fell to the ground, and the brilliance disappeared, dimmed.

"It seems to be leading us here. Ji Qingting felt something.

Jimo put away the jade piece, his face became solemn, here, he felt a familiar aura, this aura was very familiar, and quite unfamiliar, Jimo was sure that this was the first time he had encountered this aura.

On this path, all the carrion demonic energy disappears, and the road is paved with pebbles, and every other distance, the pebbles appear another color, weaving strange patterns.

"This is the Xuanyin Stone, it is very rare, it is a treasure used by the Onmyoji to arrange the large array, there is no rotting corpse demonic qi here, it is likely that these Xuanying Stones have played a role. "The ink smeared those patterns, and there was a conclusion.

The two of them continued to go deeper and deeper along the cobblestone road, flanked by lampstands, the scenery was very monotonous, these lampstands had rotted, the engraved Daoyun had long since disappeared, and although they still stood tall, they were only shapes, and they would collapse when touched by their hands.

Finally, the two came to a small pavilion, half of the corner of the pavilion collapsed, the railings around it were also dilapidated, there was a stone tablet outside the small pavilion, the stone tablet was gray and white, and the Daoyun engraved on it had long disappeared, and now it was just an ordinary stone tablet.

There are several ancient characters engraved on the stone stele, although they are very incomplete, but they can still be seen between the vigorous and powerful handwriting, the words are full of murderous intent, and the traces of these ancient words can be seen before.

"Gods and demons can't do it, go one step further......" Ji Qingting read out those words after careful deduction, shook his head and said, "This is like a sentence, but it's not complete." ”

"Gods and demons can't do it, go one step further, die!"

Jimo muttered, he used his heart and eyes to see some of the previous tracks of this stele, this stele was still standing thousands of years ago, but now it is very incomplete, and the last trace of the Dao Yun left on the stele has also been wiped out.

Ji Qingting's body trembled, opened the Dao Eye, looked ahead, shook his head slowly, and said, "There is no danger, but I found that this small pavilion should not have existed, it has long since collapsed, and the reason why it is still standing is that it was forcibly restored, but it is a pity that it is difficult to depict Dao Yun after recovery, so it still can't withstand time." ”

At this time, the fragment broke through the Jimo dantian, flew into the stone pavilion, and fell to the ground, shaking constantly, like a person crying, very sad.

Jimo hesitated slightly, walked into the small pavilion, there was no danger, he picked up the fragment, only to find that under the collapsed stone pavilion, there were words covered.

is the language used today. Ji Qingting walked over, read those words, and read them out, "The seniors have not finished the road, the juniors have come to go, Xie Qingzhou." ”

"Xie Qingzhou. Jimo was surprised, this name is too familiar to him, but for the onmyoji, this is a name that should not be unfamiliar, three thousand years ago like a star was born, broke the shackles, cultivated into a heavenly master, and then fought against the yin and yang family alone, and entered the tomb of the demon dead.

"The third generation of Yin-Yang Heavenly Master. ”

Jimo slowly put away his shock, the third-generation Heavenly Master really entered the Demon Death Tomb, and he may still find a way, and this path is very likely to be opened up by the second-generation Heavenly Master.

"It turns out that this familiar feeling is actually from the "Ascension Technique", the only classic of dragon hunting, which is in the same vein, so it will be familiar. ”

"Seniors, how are you?" Jimo respectfully bowed to the void, both of whom were sages among the Onmyoji.

Xie Qingzhou left countless legends, all of whom are the pride of the sky, romantic figures, and lead an era.

However, the second generation of Heavenly Master, even the name has been forgotten by the world, but no one can forget, he once assisted the Nanling Emperor to resist the gods and demons, with this only recorded deed by the world, Jimo needs to worship.

It's all a great talent.

"Let's go!" Jimo got up and looked at the towering broken stone tablet, how heroic and tragic the words on the stone tablet were, "Gods and demons can't do it, go further, die!"

What the second generation of Heavenly Masters said?

In the face of the gods and demons in the sky, he only shouted "One more step, die!"

The two of them have been walking along the cobblestone road, walking for an hour, and then meeting a gazebo again, the gazebo is still relatively intact, and a sentence is still found in the gazebo, and the tone is a little frivolous, not like a master.

"When I go to repair the crack, I will come back to repair this road for you, find your bones, and set up a merit card, how can I say that I am also a second-generation Heavenly Master, how can I be forgotten like this. ”

"This is really what the third generation of Yin-Yang Heavenly Master said. Ji Qingting felt incredible, these words were all engraved into the stone, very powerful, after thousands of years, it is still as new, vaguely saw a young man pointing to the country, writing exciting words.

The fragments flew out and pounced on the words engraved by the three generations of Heavenly Masters, trembling constantly, as if they were crying.

"This fragment is related to the third generation of Heavenly Master, and may have been his personal belongings back then. Jimo speculated, put away the fragments and set off again.

Walking all the way down, I met more than a dozen pavilions, all of which were intact, but there was no handwriting from the three generations of heavenly masters, and he seemed to have disappeared.

Walking to a gazebo again, Jimo and the two saw a sentence, "I really don't build this road, don't blame me, old man." I'll try to fix that crack. ”

"What kind of crack is that crack?" the two were puzzled. The three generations of Heavenly Masters have mentioned many times to mend that crack, there is no doubt that this is the real reason why the three generations of Heavenly Masters entered the Demon Death Tomb, so in the end, did the three generations of Heavenly Masters ever fill the crack?

The two didn't know the result, so they walked along the ancient road, this time the stone road in front of them was broken, and there was no road, no end.

"The third-generation Heavenly Master didn't come back to finish repairing this road?" Ji Qingting asked.

The debris flew out and hung over the broken road, whining and crying, like a disoriented child, finally finding a home, only to find that the family was broken, and only the ruins remained.

"Then can he patch that crack?" Ji Qingting asked again, and Jimo shook his head.

He has a real grief, oozing from the depths of his bone marrow, which should be related to the "Ascension Formula", which is the sorrow passed down from the Heavenly Master to the second generation of Heavenly Master.

A generation of Tianjiao, an extremely proud person, equivalent to the existence of the emperor, is still buried, becoming a grain of yellow sand in history?

Work hard all your life, and you can't make up for your shortcomings until you die.

Shout!

The debris rushed into the mist, and the two hurriedly followed, all the way forward, and finally the shard lost its aura and fell to the ground, trembling with grief, unable to get up again.

On the ground is a large array, the foundation of the formation still exists, eight stone pillars stand on both sides of the large array, the stone pillars are broken, the remains are left on the ground, and the Dao Yun depicted on the large array is blurred and no longer clear.

"Nanling, there is a crack in the seal, but unfortunately I don't have time to repair it, so I have to wait for future generations. ”

With a long sigh, there was a dry skeleton sitting on the ground, the skeleton was rotten, and the fingers stayed at the end of the handwriting on the ground, these handwriting had become blurred in the past 300,000 years, but I could still feel the unwillingness and regret.

"This is an ancient character, and it is the handwriting of the second generation of Heavenly Masters. ”

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