Master of gods, immortal.

How many years Liu Zhenyang lived, Liu Yi didn't know. But the time of Liu Zhenyang's fall should be in the recent three thousand years.

The Wild Land Spirit Village is only 3,000 years old.

Even the Yuxi faction is only three thousand years old.

Three thousand years ago, Liu Zhenyang appeared in the Qiongyu realm, hired Luo Bandao and Xuanjizi as guides, traveled around the Qiongyu realm, and finally set up a large array of Liangyi fine dust shifting, which was arranged in the immeasurable mountains.

The Liangyi Dust Shifting Array had dissipated, but there were two items in the array that fell into Liu Yi's hands.

One of them is the picture scroll known as the opportunity to become a god. This painting has remained in Liu Yi's hands, but it is difficult to explore the mystery in the scroll, and as for what is the opportunity to become a god, Liu Yi has never really understood.

The second is the innate Qi Rune. There was a spirit in this rune, but it was erased by Xue Yu Dazun, and he has been taken by Liu Yi since then, but due to his lack of cultivation, it is difficult to exert the powerful power of this spirit treasure.

Liu Yi has never met Liu Zhenyang, but he has admired this ancestor for a long time.

This is not only the admiration of the younger generations of monks for the gods, but also the admiration of the descendants for the ancestors.

Worshipping ancestors is the duty of a descendant.

Therefore, Liu Yi came to the depths of the Endless Void.

In the depths of the void, there is nothingness, and without a reference, it is natural to be unable to distinguish between up and down, left and right.

The solemn and solemn breath came to the face, overwhelming people.

Liu Yi and the two monks reversed their bodies and flew to the door of the main hall, looking up at the gate thousands of meters high, and their thoughts became a little heavy.

The gate of the temple is thousands of meters high, and the main hall is even more magnificent.

It is like an eternal mountain, suspended in the void, proud of eternity.

"The younger monks are empty, vacuum, worship the great god Liu!"

The Sky Monk and the Vacuum Monk clasped their hands together and bowed at the entrance of the main hall.

There is no need for the two of them to say more, Liu Yi has already bowed at the door.

To worship the ancestors, it is reasonable to have a complete number of rituals, and Liu Yi is no exception.

Although he had never seen Liu Zhenyang, now standing at the door of the main hall, there was a feeling of heart-wrenching and blood-related connection from the depths of his blood. This feeling comes from the depths of the soul, but it cannot be faked.

Descendants and ancestors, in the underworld, naturally have a trace of mystical connection.

Practitioners, in particular, have extremely keen senses and are more likely to perceive.

There seemed to be a call from the depths of the soul, calling Liu Yi, so that Liu Yi couldn't help but stand up and walk towards the gate ten meters in front of him.

"Yoo Daoyou!"

The monk's expression changed slightly, and he dissuaded: "Although this is the mausoleum of your ancestors, it can also be regarded as a tomb of gods, where gods are buried. If we are not God-men, we should maintain the due reverence for God-men, and we must not get too close, otherwise we will only blaspheme the gods!"

Tomb of the gods?

Liu Yi raised his head, looked up at the magnificent mountain-like hall, and thought in his heart: "If ordinary people die and their souls are destroyed, they will inevitably turn into a pile of loess in the end. The master of the realm of gods and men is immortal, and as long as there is a drop of bone and blood left, he can be resurrected with the powerful secret method of ** gathering the head. But my ancestor, but there is a mausoleum of the eight classics, is it just because when my ancestor was alive, he made too many enemies and had no friends to help him, which led to no one willing to perform the ** gathering trick for him?"

If common sense is concerned, Liu Yi, as a descendant, should indeed not question his ancestors in his heart.

But Liu Yi clearly heard Xue Yu Dazun say that the ** gathering trick is very strong. And he once saw Linghu Qiudao perform this secret method of gods and men to resurrect the thousand-meter giant.

"Liu Daoyou, stop it!"

Seeing that Liu Yi still didn't stop, the Sky Tribulation Monk shouted again: "Around this mausoleum, there are formations arranged by gods and men, no matter how powerful the magic weapon on your body is, once you touch the magic circle of gods and people, I am afraid that you will not escape death!"

Thundered!

A dull sound came from the hall.

In the void, there is no air, and naturally no sound can be transmitted.

When the Sky Raider spoke, he relied on the method of sound transmission to spread the words to Liu Yi No. 2 Middle School.

But at this moment, the rumbling thunder sound actually came from the air, and it sounded directly in everyone's hearts.

I saw only a bright light coming from ahead.

Between the two gates, which are thousands of meters high, a gap has opened, and the bright light shines out from this gap, reflecting a bright road under Liu Yi's feet.

"The two great monks are here for a while, and I'll go first to investigate. ”

Liu Yi raised his eyebrows, said two sentences, and said: "The one who rests in the tomb of the gods is the ancestor of my Liu family." In the mausoleum, there may be many dangers. The two great monks are not from my Liu family, they just need to stay outside the hall, and they don't have to go into danger with me. ”

"Could it be that Liu Daoyou looks down on poor monks?"

The vacuum monk grinned, the snow-white goatee on his jaw trembled slightly, and said, "Since my senior brothers and sisters took you away from the Qiongyu Realm, they should bring you back to the Qiongyu Realm. If you hurt half a hair, I'm afraid that your Xuantian Sect will treat my Daning Temple as a great enemy of life and death, and it will be difficult for the two sides to get along in harmony. ”

"This is not a great monk to worry about, I am not a reckless person, I have my own measure. Besides, this is the mausoleum of my ancestors, the ancestors and I are connected by blood, and there is a trace of connection in the dark, and I entered this mausoleum under the guidance of the ancestors, how could the ancestors harm me?"

Liu Yi didn't say more, he arched his hand towards the Sky Monk and the Vacuum Monk, and thanked the kindness of the two, and then strode forward and walked into the mausoleum!

The door of the mausoleum has been opened.

The tomb where the master of the gods is buried can of course be regarded as the tomb of the gods!

Liu Yi was full of expectations, thinking that if he could see the ancestors' disguise in the mausoleum, he would be able to pay homage to it, and if there were bones, he would also be able to call Linghu Qiudao in the future to show the best gathering trick and let him relive.

The mausoleum hall was empty.

There is only one suit of armor, placed in the center of the main hall.

The armor is shining gold, and the armor worn by the Linghu Qiu Dao God is somewhat similar in style, but if you look closely, you can see that the armor is carved with many ancient inscriptions.

A ray of light from the previous gate emanated from this armor.

Now that Liu Yi saw the armor, he was a little stunned, just because he clearly felt that he seemed to have a connection with this armor that originated from the depths of his blood......

"This ...... This is the armor left by the ancestors? Why is there a mausoleum in Nuoda, but there is no body of the ancestor, only a piece of armor?"

Liu Yi frowned slightly, and reached out to touch the armor lightly, but the armor opened countless cracks and shattered into a cloud of smoke and dust!

As for the ancient inscriptions engraved on the armor, they were peeled off from the broken armor one after another, like a large net composed of words, rushing towards Liu Yi......