The hall was groggy and dark, Lu Xia's body was radiant, and a little golden light lit up between the vitality movements, hanging like a bright lamp in the pitch-black burial temple.

The funeral temple didn't know how big it was, it was extremely dark, even if it was through the golden light emitted by his vitality, he could only vaguely see the situation around him, the road ahead was dim, full of unknowns, and a palpitating incomparable force seemed to be overwhelming, locking everything in the hall between it.

"Click!", "Click!", "Click!", ......

There was a deathly silence in the hall, only the sound of Lu Xia's low footsteps continued to sound in the dim and empty hall.

Through the golden light emitted from the surface of his body, Lu Xia could see that the ground was bronze, but it had a sense of jade crystal clearness, and when he stepped on it, there was a slight rebound power, such a strange material, Lu Xia had never heard of it.

Suddenly, there was a dark shadow that emitted a gray light like a mountain, and the terrifying power that was as heavy as a mountain was suffocating, Lu Xia seemed to have been hit by a mountain, his body trembled, and the golden light on his body became flickering and dark, which made him extremely frightened.

Lu Xia was deeply uneasy, his expression was solemn, and the powerful power of spiritual consciousness poked out from the center of his eyebrows like a sharp blade, but it was instantly dispersed by the coercion like Yue, and the shadow that fell down above was like an ancient strange beast, exuding an incomparable terrifying coercion.

"Bang!"

As the shadow got closer and closer, the terrifying coercion like a mountain became stronger and stronger, and suddenly, Lu Xia felt as if he had been struck by purple thunder, his whole body was soft, and he was directly pressed by the terrifying coercion on the crystal clear ground like jade, and a loud sound echoed in the dark and drowsy hall.

"What is that?" Lu Xia felt uneasy.

He gasped, his cold eyes full of fear.

Breath!

He finally saw the gray shadow, it was a corpse!

A male corpse with a face that could not be seen clearly, wrapped in a white cloth! The gray brilliance turned out to be the power of the condensed law, and the terrifying coercion came from the dense gray light.

"Phew!"

Lu Xia gasped, he had had several guesses about this terrifying coercion before, but he never expected it to be such a terrifying thing.

"The corpse of a saint...... Burial Temple...... Is there a connection between this......" Lu Xia was surprised in his heart, and said, "Could it be that this hall is really the burial place of the saint?!"

"Saint, that's the supreme powerhouse, why did he die, why did he bury his body in this Void Hall?"

Lu Xia's heart was shocked, his sea of qi was boiling close to the ground, his vitality was surging, his divine power was surging like the abyssal sea, the terrifying coercion was too powerful, it was the coercion of the law that belonged to the saint, constantly exerting it on his body, tearing his body and even his soul.

He was extremely frightened, the saint's blood can suppress the galaxy, a piece of flesh is enough to cut Nirvana, the law condensation qi machine kills a qiē ant that has not achieved the saint, and now this terrifying qi machine is only half a zhang away from him, and the incomparable qi machine smashed on Lu Xia's body like a hammer of Thor, making his breathing a little difficult.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't break free in the slightest, and the corpse of the saint locked him in place as if it had magical power.

"That's not right!"

Lu Xia suddenly exclaimed, "No, with my cultivation, how can I resist the pressure of the saint's qi at this distance......

His heart was like a huge wave, and a spiritual light instantly illuminated his sea of consciousness like the dawn that split the night, and he endured the terrifying pressure of the qi like Yue, and stretched out his right hand tremblingly, with the palm facing upward, and the arm close to the ground.

Brilliant and dazzling, wisps as wide as the sea, and like a green and boundless breath diffused from Lu Xia's right palm, the bright brilliance of the Tao continued to overflow from his palm, faintly as if he wanted to condense a simple stone tablet around his body, and a desolate and pathetic breath was faintly floating and sinking.

"It turns out that this town immortal monument is resisting the terrifying coercion of the saint......" Lu Xia suddenly felt in his heart.

Suddenly—

There was another roar, and from the dark hall, another dark shadow fell like a galaxy, heading straight for Lu Xia!

"Brush!", "Brush!", "Brush!", ......

As if enraged, the shadow of the stone tablet that could never be condensed was like a fuse, causing the dark and dead hall to boil, and one after another dark shadows fell down, all with the terrifying aura of Lu Xia!

"One, two...... Five ...... Seven ......" Lu Xia was full of astonishment, and said: "Oh my God, what kind of place is this? That's a saint! In this era when saints are not out, there are so many corpses of saints here, what happened here? Why are so many saints dying?"

The shadows of the Dao Dao are all with a misty light, colorful, it seems that different Dao and different laws are gathered at this moment, and the power of the colorful laws is condensed around each corpse, as if with their combat power before their death, faintly exuding a deep tiredness and unwillingness, and an inexplicable sadness xù instantly permeated this dead and silent hall.

Faintly, someone seemed to be sighing, as if someone was roaring, roaring, and even more like someone laughing wildly......

It was as if I saw that the heavens and the earth were full of blood, surging like the waters of the heavenly river, dyeing the heavens red, changing the color of the heavens and the earth, and one corpse after another was constantly falling from the sky......

The north wind was cold, as if it was whimpering, and the trance and inexplicable cry of fighting carried a tragic tragedy! That wild laughter seemed to be contempt for the Heavenly Father, this qiē seemed to be there and nothing, looming in Lu Xia's mind, as if it had converged into a sad song, although the sound was desolate, but it made people's blood burn with blood, and the fighting spirit rushed into the sky!

Lu Xia's eyes were red, faintly wet, and then his right hand suddenly thickened, and his fist clenched.

It's like a hammer in a god's mansion. Lu Xia looked at the corpses of the Dao Dao floating in the air, he seemed to have returned to the memory of the bloody river in his mind, and the corpses were all over the field, he roared in a low voice, his right fist continued to bombard the ground, and a low sound came from above the ground, echoing in the dead hall.

With the sound of his right fist smashing the ground angrily, and with Lu Xia's low roar, his eyes were full of red, reflecting the slightest hint of history, it was a kind of angry and crazy eyes, as if it was an explosion of indulgence for eternity!

A roar resounded throughout the nine heavens! Lu Xia stood up suddenly, his right fist was bloody, but it was full of shadows, and the corpse of the Dao Saint was floating towards him like a moth to a fire!

Suddenly—

Lu Xia does not retreat but advances, and takes a step forward!

Evil spirit!

The evil aura that rushed to the sky, carrying an extremely rich murderous aura swept in all directions as if it had slaughtered millions of people, and the corpse of the saint was like a fallen leaf, and was directly shocked back by the evil aura that Lu Xia suddenly emitted!

Faintly, two ancient words slowly emerged from Lu Xia's blood-drenched right palm: "Zhen Immortal!"