Xiao Fan saw the skeletons of the human beings, and it could be seen from their weapons that they had encountered a very powerful opponent, otherwise they would not have been beaten like this. Xiao Fan walked over and took a closer look at those weapons, their materials were definitely very precious. It's just that the weapon has been knocked out by the powerful force, and it has lost all its divinity, and now it's just scrap copper and broken iron.

There were no traces of the fight around, and I guess the battle ground before these people died was not here, and most of them were knocked down here from another place. Xiao Fan continued to walk forward, and along the way he saw many human skeletons, one of them was crystal white and snow-white, and these skeletons were scattered around them with weapons that had long been deformed, twisted, or broken.

As I walked, an ancient staircase appeared in front of me, made of bluestone, with patterns and veins carved on the staircase. When he saw it for the first time, Xiao Fan thought that it was a formation pattern carved on it, but when he looked carefully with his delusional eyes, he found that the patterns and patterns on it were very ordinary, and there was no trace of formation force hidden in it.

The bluestone staircase, covered with the dust of time, sloped upwards to the top of the mountain ahead. Dense vegetation grows on both sides of the staircase, and ancient trees rise from the ground, and the treetops have sunk into the clouds.

Xiao Fan was about a kilometer away from the stairs, and between these kilometers, there were the skeletons of cultivators and some broken and deformed weapons, which made Xiao Fan feel that something big must have happened on the mountain in front of him after endless years.

Driven by curiosity, Xiao Fan walked forward and came to the dusty bluestone staircase. Standing on the bluestone stairs and looking up, Xiao Fan seemed to smell a smell of blood, and also felt a faint fairy aura.

Xiao Fan was suddenly shocked in his heart, the smell of blood and the aura of immortality existed at the same time, which made him feel extremely weird. At that moment, I stepped on the first step of the stairs, wanting to climb the mountain to see what it was.

"Xiao Fan, do you really want to climb the mountain?" The voice of the Sacred Heart suddenly sounded in Xiao Fan's mind. When Xiao Fan heard this, his steps paused slightly, but soon fell again, and the Sacred Heart suddenly asked such words, which made Xiao Fan feel very strange, and said, "Holy Elder, do you know what to say?"

"I didn't know everything about the Lu Dao here, but I felt an unusual aura when I was outside before, so I knew that there was this area hidden here, so I let you come here and avoid the pursuit of the eight-armed black ape. But after coming here, I really seem to know what to say. ”

"What's on this peak?" Xiao Fan asked. The Sacred Heart sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't persuade you, you will naturally understand after you go up." ”

Xiao Fan was suspicious, his eyes flashed, but he didn't ask again, and walked up the stairs step by step. After walking more than a thousand steps, the immortal aura was much stronger than before, and the smell of blood was also stronger.

"What is on it, after endless years, can it still emit the smell of blood?" Xiao Fan was extremely puzzled and continued to climb the ladder. As I walked, the staircase in front of me gradually changed color. There were dark red blood stains coagulated on those steps, and the fishy smell was emanating from those dried blood stains, which surprised Xiao Fan.

"The blood is dry, and I don't know how many years it has been dry, it can still emit the smell of blood!" Xiao Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued to move forward. When he came to the stairs where his blood was dry, his face changed suddenly, and he blurted out: "Immortal......!

Xiao Fan looked at the dried blood on the stairs with wide eyes, his eyes looked from the stairs under his feet to the top of the stairs, and there was dried blood on every step of the stairs. Apparently, the dried blood had once flowed from the top of the stairs down the ladder to the ground.

Xiao Fan squatted down and sensed carefully, he was completely sure that all the immortal aura was emanating from these bloods. At this moment, he was very surprised, if it was a peerless heaven and earth treasure, it could be understood that it exuded immortality. But can the blood exude immortal nature? The most important thing is that the blood has long since dried up, but you can still feel the immortal nature from it, which shows that the owner of this blood has a strong immortal nature, otherwise it would never be so!

A person with a strong immortal nature should be a peerless and powerful figure in Xiao Fan's cognition. Who can make such a person bleed? Could it be that this is another place where the kings fought in the past?

Xiao Fan thought of the Great Desolate World Realm of the Yanhuang Continent, and once saw the traces left by the shocking war in the Great Desolate World Realm. The corpse of the Dugu family cultivator hanging on the decayed old tree also exuded a faint fairy aura. At that time, the Sacred Heart and the Evil Spirit said that those people were extremely powerful. However, the immortality in those corpses that I had seen was far from being comparable to the immortal aura here.

The immortal aura here emanating from the dried blood can make Xiao Fan feel it from a long distance, which shows how pure his immortal nature is. And the person who flows out of the immortal blood, how terrifying should the immortal nature in his body be?

Looking at the dried blood on the stairs, Xiao Fan felt that these dried blood were definitely different from the blood of all the people he had seen, and there was an essential difference. Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's heart was even more puzzled, and he wanted to understand the truth of the matter, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace and quickly walked towards the top of the mountain.

As Xiao Fan continued to approach the top of the mountain, more and more blood dried up on the stairs, and his face changed drastically again, and he found another kind of blood with a different breath. That kind of dried blood exuded a domineering aura, although it was only dried blood, but Xiao Fan seemed to see a king looking down on the nine heavens standing in front of him, as thick as an immortal holy mountain, and as sharp as a peerless immortal sword.

Xiao Fan's body was trembling, his fists were gradually clenched, and a strong sadness suddenly rose from the depths of his soul, making his eyes moisten involuntarily, and he wanted to shed tears inexplicably.

"No! No way, how can this be!" Xiao Fan shook his head and gritted his teeth to say such a sentence. He walked with his steps, but his steps seemed to weigh as much as hundreds of millions of catties, and the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more desolate his heart became.

"No!!Chaos Martial Blood is invincible through the ages, how can it be possible to stain mountains and rivers with blood, impossible!!" Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his black hair flew unkempt, and an unspeakable violent aura rose from the depths of his heart, and his eyes were extremely hot.

Xiao Fan has been here for a long time, and he has to accept this fact after the end, he knows that all this is true. The blood stains of the red ladder, in addition to the blood of the immortals, the other is the blood of the Chaos Martial Arts, and there will be nothing wrong with this feeling. As a person of this bloodline, he is naturally very familiar with the breath of this bloodline.

The corners of Xiao Fan's eyes were a little moist, and a little tears overflowed uncontrollably, and he walked up with heavy steps. Gradually, corpses appeared in sight, lying on the blood-stained bluestone staircase.

These corpses do not rot in the flesh, but they are covered in bloodstains, exuding a thick and pure immortal nature. Some limbs were broken, some eyebrow bones were pierced, some heads were blasted, some were torn in half, and some hearts were dug out, looking extremely terrifying.

"The staircase stained with immortal blood, the corpse of the immortal king ......" The voices of the Sacred Heart and the evil soul trembled, and there was indescribable excitement.

Xiao Fan stepped forward and leaned over to touch those corpses, but his action made the Sacred Heart and the evil spirits frightened, and exclaimed, "Don't touch it!!"

The terrifying voices of the Sacred Heart and the Evil Spirit sounded at the same time, making Xiao Fan startled and retracted his hand suddenly. Since he was thinking about something else, he didn't hear the words of the Sacred Heart and the evil spirits at all.

"Don't touch their corpses, or you'll be wiped out, and we'll be wiped out with you!"

Xiao Fan broke out in a cold sweat and glanced at the corpse in front of him. The immortal nature in the corpse was too pure, so he couldn't help but want to investigate. I didn't expect the evil spirit and the Sacred Heart to react so violently, so it can be thought that this corpse is absolutely untouchable.

"If these corpses are so dangerous, why can't I feel the killing power from these corpses?"

"Do you see those dried bloodstains? The blood in these corpses has all flowed out, and the immortal killing power in the blood has been dispersed in the heavens and the earth, turning into the laws of heaven and earth, so you can't feel it. But their bodies still have terrifying killing power, if they don't touch it, they will be fine, and if they touch it, they will definitely die!"

Xiao Fan was cold, bypassed the corpses and continued to walk to the top of the mountain, bypassing several corpses on the way, and finally came to the top of the mountain. When he saw the scene on the top of the mountain, the scene in front of him made him tremble, a sense of grief and desolation filled his heart, and his eyes were blood-red in an instant.

"Hey......" The Sacred Heart and the evil spirit let out a deep sigh, and also had a sense of sadness.

In the center of the mountain is a hexagonal diamond-shaped altar carved with various ancient and obscure sigils. In the center of the altar was a heroic man with black hair scattered from his face, standing like a statue, with a huge bloody hole in his chest, which was terrifying, but he felt like he could hold up the whole world.

On the right side of the heroic man knelt a middle-aged man, this middle-aged man had a resolute face, although his eyes were closed, he had long lost any breath, but he still made people feel that he was a peerless powerhouse.

However, a peerless powerhouse like him was suppressed by the right hand of a heroic man. The palm of the heroic man's right hand pressed against the top of his head, and the talisman on the altar flickered, flowing around the kneeling man, as if imprisoning him.

To the left of the heroic man is an ancient small Ding furnace, in which the brilliance is transmitted, and there is a faint unwilling roar and roar. The heroic man held his heart in his left hand and pressed it on the furnace with his heart, so that the contents of the furnace could not get out.

The entire summit of the mountain was a dark red, once stained with blood, and over the years, the color had changed to the dark red it is today. Xiao Fan's body was trembling, and he looked at the heroic man, his eyes were already moist.