Thousands of miles of snow are covered with snow, and thousands of living beings are buried under these white snows, and this place has long been a place of death, and the whole snow field reflected by the resentment in the sky looks bloody.

The black clouds stopped above the snow, and Mo Yang's gaze was fixed on this snowfield, which was originally called Xiliang, but it had turned into a dead place ten thousand years or even more ago, and in this dead land, there was something that was calling him.

"Strength, I want power. Mo Yang raised his hands, as if he had held the power tightly in his hands.

"The Heavenly Pillar, this is where the Heavenly Pillar is. Ling Yue looked at the scenery in front of her, her whole body trembled, there are a lot of secrets recorded in the classics of the Spirit Clan, it is rumored that there is an ancient demon cave sealed under the Xiliang Heavenly Pillar, and the place where Mo Yang wants to go this time is only that demon cave.

Mo Yang walked forward step by step, leaving a series of footprints on the snow, there are evil spirits everywhere, some have condensed into evil spirits, and when they meet the two of them, they rush like crazy, wanting to devour the two of them, Mo Yang walked all the way, all the way to turn all the rushing evil spirits into power into the body, and Ling Yue also resisted with the method of the spirit clan.

"Mo Yang, you can get closer, enter the devil's den, you will become a demon, you will be devoured by the devil. Ling Yue persuaded Mo Yang, looking at the sky pillar that had turned into pitch black at the top of the mountain, Ling Yue was overwhelmed, it was originally a spiritual object, but now it is a human being.

The ancient gods are weakened, but the remnants of the calamity are beginning to recover one by one, is it really a catastrophe that slaughters the heavens?

There is a prophecy in ancient books that the one-dimensional renewal of all things will be renewed, is it true that only complete destruction will have a new beginning?

"I am the master of this power, only I control the power, and I will never be controlled by these demons, if you open your mouth again, I will kill you with a knife and end up clean. ”

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he continued to walk forward, step by step, as if he were on a pilgrimage.

The mountain is still towering, and the originally golden heavenly pillar is now surrounded by demonic energy, and the runes on it have become dim, and only some of the past lines can be vaguely seen.

The glorious days of the gods are gone, and the miracles that have survived have gradually faded into legends.

Halfway up the mountainside, next to the Tianzhu Abyss, Mo Yang looked down at the pitch-black abyss, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed and seemed to be a little hesitant, the power was under this abyss, but he didn't know what kind of fate he would have if he jumped down.

Turning his head to look at Ling Yue, a cold light flashed in Mo Yang's eyes, and before Ling Yue could react, Mo Yang reached out and pulled Ling Yue and pushed her directly into the abyss.

A trace of Mo Yang's spiritual power locked on Ling Yue, and in his perception, Ling Yue had been falling sharply, and then suddenly cut off contact, as if he had arrived in another world.

"It turns out that there is an enchantment down there, and it seems that this is indeed the Demon Palace. Mo Yang was happy in his heart, but he no longer hesitated, and jumped into the abyss.

The king of people has been following from a distance, and when he saw the two of them jumping into the abyss one after another, he frowned slightly, and jumped down after a little hesitation!

The black gas is boiling, the blood light is permeated, there is no tearing of the power of good and evil, and there are no countless desolate beasts roaring, and all that remains in the abyss today is ten thousand years of loneliness and loneliness!

The three of them fell into the demon palace one after another, Ling Yue was thrown down, fell far, Mo Yang landed steadily and took several steps forward, and the last fallen human king did not move forward, still lying dormant behind, quietly waiting for the development of things.