Strongest Martial God

In the middle of the Tiantianmen, all the places in the eyes are silent. The area that originally seemed to be full of fairy spirits was shrouded in fog at the moment. Although the buildings are still exactly the same as they were seen in Nantianmen, they have obviously disappeared for many years.

Under the fairy cemetery, what you see is nothing more than the scenery before the ages. And what I really see at the moment is completely different.

This place is incomparably ancient, full of a kind of old-fashioned taste, as if there was a true immortal here to guard the general, people want to worship.

Quiet, surrounded by a quiet, the whole world is covered with terrible fog, these mists contain a kind of horrible killing, it seems that as long as you are exposed to these killings, the human flesh is small ~ said ~ body will burst. And Ye Zhong step by step, slowly and deeply into this ruin.

Along the way, he began to have a corpse at his feet, and these corpses are more and more, and each corpse contains a kind of horrible pressure, which can be seen, people who died here, It should be a famous generation since ancient times. And among these people, there are many people who are big names at the saint level.

The leaves are heavy in this once fairyland. In the ruins of today, he walked through a white bone. The whole fairy cemetery is silent to the extreme. Only the heavy footsteps fall, and every step falls. There was a sound of broken bones coming out.

If you change to an ordinary strong person to go here, I am afraid that it will be scared to collapse directly, and the heart is not stable. But the leaves are different, and at this moment he is calm and comfortable, just like walking in his own back garden. After all, he has been to too many places in similar places. The legendary shrines, burial sites, etc., have all been in and out. Today, a fairy cemetery in the district has not shaken his heart.

When the leaf weight reaches a certain level, it can be sensed that in all directions, a kind of inexplicable death is beginning to appear slowly. These deadly horrors are terrible. If they are contaminated, they will make people instantly aging, just like losing decades.

At this time, even Ye Zhong could not fight against these horrible deaths. Because once confronted, the process will start without end, until you become a dead person.

"The legendary dead air, actually so strong to the point, what happened in the same place that year?" Ye Zhong felt the deadness in front of him, muttered.

After a moment of silence, Ye Zhongcai took out his hand and took out the seal of the seal. This extravagant Qibao broke out a strange sacred moment at this moment, which is not obvious, as if it would be annihilated at any time. But even so, this kind of light can still resist the dead air around them. Like these deadly nemesis, when the dead air is close, these dead air are directly suppressed.

The sound of the suppression of the dead air makes a strange sound, turned into a blue smoke, lingering between the heavens and the earth, and as the leaves deep into the ruins, no matter how much dead, how horrible the dead, but can not get close to the leaves Heavy, but completely suppressed by the power of the seal.

As the weight of the leaves deepens, more and more ruins are seen along the way, and among these ruins, more and more bodies are seen, some of which are very powerful, even if they don’t know how to die. How many years have passed, but those breaths are still strong and skyrocketing.

At the end of the day, the small wheel had to appear, and the white light shrouded the body of Ye Zhong. Otherwise, even if it was sealed, it could not compete with these horrible air.

After a short walk, Ye Zhong saw an old man lying in front of him. He had already died. I don’t know how long it was, but his body is still not corrupt. In front of him, one by one is written on the ground with his fingers. The word "xian".

Every word is black, full of unwillingness and sternness. Obviously, even before the death, the strong man is still full of obsession with Cheng Xian, or he is dead because of one of the immortals. Over.

"The legendary Eight-Pole Holy King, one of the famous great figures in the history of three thousand gods, the legendary where his last whereabouts became a mystery, I can’t think of actually dying here!" The small wheel suddenly opened, and the voice was full of surprise. It exists for many years, knowing many secrets, and now recognizes the people in front of you.

Ye focused on nodding, did not say anything, and continued to move forward.

If you don't go far, you can see a white bone on the ground, similar to a human figure, but it looks like a green face. The white bone was supported by a bronze stick. It was not directly on the ground. Even if it was dead, it seemed to stand. Even if it was above the bones, there was still an unspeakable horror.

"The legendary warlord is a big man of the Yaozu. This one, who claimed to be disrespectful of the sky and did not believe in God, had to use his own means to kill a grandeur. Unexpectedly, it actually fell to this place! The small round sighed again.

The next round, the small round occasionally recognized some famous people. There are saints and holy kings in these people, but there is no holy emperor yet.

"These characters are not among the great powers of the Tiantian religion. Why do they appear in the secret environment of Tiantianism." Ye Zhongfeng frowned while walking.

"It is very likely that the masters of the Tian dynasty have tried to figure out the secrets of this fairy burial, so they invited the strongest ones at that time. But this ending is probably unexpected to anyone. So the three thousand gods In history, will there be so many strong people in the puzzle?"

Ye Zhong thought of a possibility, and the back of the machine made a chill. If his inference is true, then what he used to do is to be too much against the sky. I am afraid that in many cases, the cult of the three thousand gods will control everything in the 3,000 gods behind the scenes, only to be able to completely control the secrets of this fairy.

It’s a pity that even if it is, the Tiantian religion still fails, and then it has not fallen. Otherwise, today, the Tiantian Church will be destroyed by a sun **** country?

Along the way, Ye Zhong went farther and farther, he did not know how many ruins passed, and more and more bodies were seen under his feet. Only after reaching a pole, these bodies began to become less and less. Obviously, the deeper, the more people could enter this fairy.

And if there is no seal to protect the dead body, there is a small round to resist the pressure of those strong bodies, I am afraid that Ye Zhong has long been turned into a body.

With the advancement, Ye Zhong finally came to the end of the region, and appeared in front of his eyes, it is a small stone road.

There are endless voids on both sides of the stone road, leaving only a road that can only be passed by one person.

After a few moments of silence, Ye took the footsteps of this sheep farm and slowly entered it.

After a small path, you can see a huge square in front of you. This square is quite complete at first glance. However, it is stunned by the indescribable death of the entire square.

At this time, with the closeness of the leaf weight, after these rich and almost foggy death, a figure appeared. These figures seem to be obsessed and ruined bodies. They have horrible air, but they look like living dead, terrible to the extreme.

This figure is like a saint of the same sage. They are covered with a horrible sacred sacred sacred saga. When any strong person in the world faces it, they will tremble.

At this moment, Ye Zhong had to bless the Poseidon suit to his own body before he could sneak up against these horrible pressures. Otherwise, he would be instantly collapsed.

If other people are here, there is no such thing as leaf weight, and there are all kinds of experience and various means. If you see this moment, I am afraid that you will die.

"The legendary yin, the corpse and the indecisive obedience of the magic, is not easy to deal with." The small wheel whispered open, the voice is full of dignified color, obviously, for these things it is also taboo to the extreme.

After thinking about it again, Ye faintly said: "It’s just an obsession with immortality. I have one thing in my hand, and I don’t believe they are not afraid!"

When the voice fell, Ye Zhongxin’s heart was slightly shocked, and he saw that the West Wildness and the Treasures were directly sacrificed by him. This bronze coffin instantly emerged in Ye Zhong’s palm, spreading a strange pressure.

The yin gods that were originally writhing, at this moment, the movements of each singer are slightly congested, and they are directly in the air. At this moment, they were as fearful as they saw their ancestors.

After a long time, these gloomy gods actually retired and gave way to a road that only one person could pass. Obviously, these things without the sense of the mind are extremely jealous of the nine days of Ye Zhong’s hand.

Ye smiled and smiled. He held the coffin slowly with nine days of squatting, and continued to follow the path that the gods gave up.

After passing this passage, Ye Zhong finally arrived at the core of the fairy grave.

If you change to someone else, even if you are half-step from the old age, you will never be qualified to come to this place. You can say who is here and who will die.

If the non-leaf has a nine-day-old sacred treasure, I am afraid that when facing the square, he can only shake his head without words, there is no way.

Because the sages of the saints and the sacred kings that have been seen along the way have already explained many problems. The mighty Holy Emperor may be able to cross the square in front. But when there is no holyness in the world, even the saints are not visible, let alone the absolute emperor of the saints?

Therefore, since ancient times, only one person has successfully entered and exited at this moment. If there is no accident, Ye Zhong is the second person since the ages.