Bang!

The space that was originally no stronger than a piece of paper in his hand suddenly became extremely hard, even if it was as strong as the brute thirteen, it did not tear the space in the first place.

"Someone has strengthened the space and sealed this place!" said Manjue Thirteen with a cold face.

While speaking, Man Thirteen wrapped Zhang Baijian and the others with Zhenyuan, and quickly flew into the distance.

The resistance in the air is extremely amazing, if Zhang Baijian and them are allowed to fly by themselves, they are afraid that they will only use ten percent of the speed, and they can only use three percent at most. And the Man Thirteen has the blessing of its own world power, although it is better, but it can only exert seventy percent of the speed.

The people in the Silent Echo Valley also sensed that something was wrong at this time, and they began to find a way to escape, but it was too late at this moment.

The whole valley, the whole earth, the whole mountains and rivers, all exuded a strange blood red, and huge pillars of light rose up, and on the pillars of light were embossed dragons, and the dragons were imprisoned and tied to the pillars of light, with hideous and vicious faces.

Man's face became even more gloomy.

"This is the Eight Desolation Prison Dragon Formation, who is it? would actually use such a big stroke to seal the entire Silent Echo Valley?"

And Zhang Baijian was also stunned when he heard the term Eight Desolations Prison Dragon Array, this is a formation that is said to be able to imprison the Divine Dragon to the limit, and using this formation to seal a canyon can only say that the person who arranges this formation must have a great plan.

Suddenly, an extremely strange scene appeared in the sky, and in an instant, the originally dark sky became colorful. A cold wind blew. Gusts of snow are blowing. Thousands of miles away. In an instant, it was frozen in ice.

A heavy layer of eerie ghosts roamed the ice field, the life-harvesting scythe in his hand, slashing through the throats of the innocent. In an instant, the blood stained the entire Silent Echo Valley red.

And the originally calm silent echo valley also began to tremble slightly.

Barbarian Thirteen burst out dozens of sword qi, extinguishing the ghosts that surrounded him, and then used his world power to resist the cold storm and snow that attacked. Looking back at the silent echo valley that had been stained red with blood, it suddenly dawned on me.

Another attack flashed in the sky, and more than a dozen gods and spirits appeared illusory. The images of these deities are different and their styles are very strange. This can only show that they come from different eras and are worshipped by different sects and families.

Now that these gods and spirits have gathered, it can only show that the sect families that control them have also joined forces to drum up such a good show.

"I'll open the world of ten thousand rivers, and you all go in!" said Manjue Thirteen loudly.

He had not fully recovered his vitality, and under the siege of several divine phantoms, he looked a little dwarfed.

"How long can it last?" asked Zhang Baijian.

"It won't last long! This is a joint attack by several major sects and families, but I am afraid that there are more than a dozen witch god powerhouses hidden in the shadows, and there are many pseudo-witch god powerhouses, at least they are almost white!"

Zhang Baijian suddenly summoned the Flame Ring. Then quickly with the help of the little finch's power.

"Let's enter the world of ten thousand rivers together!" Zhang Baijian said decisively.

"No! It's just that if you rely on the Ten Thousand Rivers World to resist the attack, it will only take ten breaths. The world will be blown up by them together!" Barbarian Thirteen refused.

"Listen to me! I have a way!" Zhang Baijian's tone was filled with an undoubted taste. At this moment, even the Barbarian Thirteen, who was a witch god, had an urge to obey orders under Zhang Baidao's tone.

Looking at Zhang Baijian, Zhang Baijian nodded at Man Thirteen.

Man Thirteen gritted his teeth and involved everyone and himself in the world of Wanhe.

The Wanhe World was slightly larger than when Zhang Baijian first came in, and it was obvious that the Barbarian Thirteen had made progress after a big battle.

Regardless of looking left and right, Zhang Baijian used the power of Xiao Que to release the lava world of Yanjie in the Wanhe World.

The lava world expanded rapidly, overlapping with the world of Wanhe in an instant.

The two worlds were superimposed on each other, and the defense power suddenly increased greatly, Zhang Baijian and Man Thirteen at the same time to transmit their own power to the overlapping worlds, in order to replenish energy, Zhang Baijian even sent piles of good elixir to Man Thirteen. Many of these were originally scavenged from the treasury of the Ministry of Witchcraft.

In such a situation, even if the world is constantly loosening, or even producing long cracks, and there are external attacks coming in, they can always repair the cracks and stabilize the whole world again at a critical time.

When Zhang Baijian's borrowing time ended, and the lava world and the Wanhe world were separated again, the energy impact outside had gradually weakened, and only thirteen people were enough to resist the support.

It wasn't until all the shocks were gone that the four of them stepped out of the world of Ten Thousand Rivers again.

What comes into view is just a blood-red world.

Scarlet blood rained down from the sky, and there were no corpses left. But just looking at this scarlet blood rain makes people feel a pale. So many lives have disappeared under such a conspiracy.

The world still belongs to the powerful, and even in the open seas rich in resources, there is little need to snatch heads for certain resources. But the weak are always the weak, and to the strong, they are like pigs in a pigsty. In normal times, they are offered to eat and drink, so that they can enjoy a moment of peace and live in peace that has been whitewashed. But once they are used, they will be outright victims, without the slightest mercy or sympathy.

Looking at this rain of blood falling from the sky, Zhang Baijian not only felt sadness in his heart, but also an uncontrollable anger. This kind of anger made Zhang Baijian eager to draw his sword immediately, and kill all the so-called wealthy families and sects who disregarded human lives, disregarded the life and death of all living beings, and only cared about their own interests. Zhang Baijian is not the kind of hot-blooded young man with an excessive sense of justice, but as a person, he has his own bottom line.

The naked massacre in front of him challenged his bottom line.

"Why! Feel unfair, feel angry? Then endure it! When you become the top person, you can change this injustice, and you can express your anger wantonly. And now, you have to endure it first, otherwise you can only be sent to death!" Man's thirteen voice came leisurely, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.

The blood rain continued to fall, and the sky became darker and darker, black like ink that could not be dissolved.

A long time has passed, but there is still no sign of the sky turning bright.

"Another day, it seems that these people have really spent a lot of money and price!" "Man Thirteen sighed slightly.

With the arrival of the dark world and the rain of blood, a huge mausoleum is slowly emerging from the canyon.

It is more reliable to say that it is not so much a mausoleum as a fully enclosed palace complex.

The entire palace complex is all decorated with black and blood, and there is a kind of grandeur in the coldness of the forest. The entire Two Realms Mountain seemed to tremble, and as this palace group rose from the ground, a huge coercion radiated in all directions. Zhang Baijian even had an urge to fall to the ground and bow down.

Just when he was about to lose his support and kneel down, two magical powers would come from the center of his eyebrows, one bursting terrifying, and the other noble and domineering. These two forces originally seemed to be unpleasant to each other, but now they joined forces to help Zhang Baijian resist the terrifying pressure together.

Zhang Baijian's knee finally didn't hit the ground, and Man Thirteen also bent over, resisting with difficulty, and at the same time looked at Zhang Baijian who gradually straightened his waist, and the different color in his eyes couldn't be concealed after all.

When the rain of blood cleared, the magnificent palace became completely clear.

One by one, the figures quickly flashed out of the void, and then their eyes were full of eagerness to look at this imperial tomb.

"It turned out to be the mausoleum of the Dark Heaven Emperor! Based on the dark sky, there is an immeasurable rain of blood connecting heaven and earth. This is the key to the mausoleum!These guys are really smart!" The sarcasm was undisguised in the tone of the Thirteen.

This is the mausoleum of the Dark Sky Emperor. The moment the Imperial Tomb appeared, the Barbarian Thirteen confirmed the identity of its owner.

But at the time it was unearthed, no one could be sure. Just because of one incertainty, so many people's lives can be sacrificed without blinking. This kind of indifferent attitude towards life is even more despicable and chilling.

The figures flickered in the void, the heads of the major sects, the witch gods, the masters of the major dynasties of the wild land, the demon kings and demon gods from the demon beast country, as well as the spiritual mountains and monks of Nalanda Temple from the extreme west, one by one, they were either solemn and majestic in color, or solemn in appearance, each of them did not move, and their eyes were staring at a pair of huge stone gates at the front of the palace group.

These big people who don't see them at all on weekdays, stomp their feet, and tremble in the entire Five Tibets and Eight Desolations, are now gathered here. The Tomb of the Puppet Emperor is not the Mausoleum of the Five Emperors, the Five Emperors are immortal and only reincarnated, so the mausoleums are all empty, and some will also be the inheritance of some words, which is very likely to fall into calculation. Many supreme powerhouses don't look down on it. Although the puppet emperor is powerful, he will go down to real destruction under the passage of time, and once their tomb is discovered, it is possible to inherit everything from them. This is a supreme attraction for many witch god powerhouses.

On this huge stone gate, ancient words and patterns are engraved, and the door is 800 zhang high, towering into the clouds. The two doors were stitched together, and only an extremely fine line could be seen, and everyone frowned.

They frowned not because the door was so big, nor because it was closed so tightly, but because of the many words and patterns carved on it. Those were words, the most vicious curses imaginable. And if you look closely at the patterns, you will find that they will form all kinds of kaleidoscopic prohibitions, and as long as someone touches them slightly, they will be instantly annihilated into ashes by this prohibition.

In the end, a king of the Guyue Dynasty walked out, with a golden dragon canopy, a purple cloud robe, and an imperial crown made of purple soul beads on the top of his head, exuding the majesty and domineering that belonged to the emperor's family.

Walking forward step by step, this witch god-level king looked at the two gates, and when they were a hundred feet away from the gates, he pushed his palms fiercely. (To be continued.) )