In the world of balance between life and death, the realm of gods and the underworld have been destroyed, but all forces know that the threat of darkness and the fallen has never disappeared, especially the Dark Abyss, which is the base of the Dark Hall and the underworld. Once these two terrifying forces rise again, the entire world with a balance of life and death may fall into endless suffering.
Soon after, a mysterious divine path appeared. The stone gate towers into the clouds and is daunting. Standing in front of the door, looking up, yellow clouds are lingering, one after another, one after another, and the mist is filled, as if there is no end. The divine road opens, and a mysterious and sacred road appears in front of the world. It seems to be connected to another universe, hazy and mysterious.
On this divine road, tall stone pillars engraved with divine patterns stand at intervals, one every few meters. These stone pillars emit bright light, illuminating everything around them, making the divine path transparent and bright. Huge stones were carefully carved into formations, each one wide and huge, more than five feet in diameter. When someone steps on these formations, they immediately feel heavy pressure, as if they are stepping on a piece of divine iron, making it difficult to move. These formations are not made of ordinary materials, but contain divine substances. Every step forward requires them to use their skills to resist this heavy pressure so that they can continue to move forward.
On this sacred road, every formation is like a static sculpture, recording the glory of the past and the silence of the present. When people step on it, they can feel the mysterious and majestic power, which seems to be telling the legends of the past. This is the Divine Road, a road full of mystery and majesty. It seems to be announcing to the world that the former glory has not completely disappeared, and there is still a residual power left in the world.
In front of the stone gate, the crowd was bustling, and everyone's eyes were shining with anticipation and nervousness. The stone gate towers into the clouds, as if it can even pierce the sky. The door is carved with ancient and mysterious divine patterns. At this moment, these divine patterns exude a charming divine light, as if telling an ancient myth.
"This...this aura is simply stronger than the spiritual veins!" Someone took a breath, with a face filled with wonder.
"What do you know? This is divine destiny. It is rumored to be an artifact left behind by a god!" The other person's tone was serious, as if he was telling an inviolable secret.
Is such a high stone gate really prepared for the Holy Emperor and the Emperor of Heaven? This question echoes in everyone's mind, but no one can give an answer.
Suddenly, a powerful underworld gushes out from behind the stone door, carrying the breath of life that destroys everything. It is like the messenger of death. Anyone who comes close to it turns into bones. Life in front of it is like a fragile candle, which is swallowed up in an instant.
This terrifying force made many people turn pale and retreat, fearing that they would be involved in this invisible storm. However, deep in the divine path within this stone gate, there are actually life fluctuations, which are completely different from Huang Quan's behavior.
"What is that?!" An old strong man exclaimed, staring sharply at a target deep in the divine road.
"How could such a weird life exist?!" Another voice trembled, obviously shocked by the sight in front of him.
"Damn, what are these!" A strong man roared angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction and doubts.
Among this group of monks, there was an old and powerful man. He roared and stared closely at the bronze steps deep in the divine road. Rows of bronze coffins are lined up on both sides of the stairs. They emit a faint light and look mysterious and strange.
Suddenly, there was a roar in this place, as if a loud bell was struck hard in the ears. The sound was extremely sharp, like a sharp knife cutting through the skin, making people instantly feel horrified.
"What's going on?!" Someone was frightened by the sudden sound and panicked.
"Who?! Get out of here!" A powerful monk roared, grabbing the source of the sound with his big hand.
However, there was nothing in that place, it was still quiet, only the bronze coffin was swaying and making clanging sounds of metal.
"Pretend to be a fool, get out of here!" A middle-aged man shouted sternly at this place. He stretched out a big hand and grabbed the bronze coffin.
The bronze coffin shone with blazing light and made a series of metal collision sounds. Then, they suddenly burst out with a ray of light and hit the middle-aged man's chest hard.
bang
, the middle-aged strong man flew out as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, with a stream of blood spurting out of his mouth.
"Ah!" His screams echoed in the air, and he fell hundreds of feet away, covered in blood, and his chest collapsed.
Seeing this scene, many people were extremely surprised. How could there be such a powerful bronze coffin here?
"boom!"
Suddenly, the door shook, and the stone wall seemed to be eroded by an invisible force. Wisps of ancient totems were trembling. Those primitive ancestors, unknown beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects seemed to be resurrected. They passed through the stone wall and appeared vividly in front of them. In front of everyone. These totems have different shapes and even reveal a mysterious charm, emitting a powerful wave.
An ancient and powerful coercion was released from these totems, like an ancient lightning strike. Even the ancient gods were unable to resist it. They were knocked backwards and wisps of divine blood overflowed from the wounds.
Everyone was shocked. It was unbelievable that a coffin could hurt an ancient god.
"What a terrible pressure!"
The Ancient Holy Emperor has passed away for countless thousands of years, but the aura he left behind on the Divine Road has made it impossible for the Ancient Saints to get close to him. This frightened everyone and filled their hearts with awe.
"Even though the ancient emperor has passed away, his majesty still exists, and all races need to respect him with courtesy." The Human Emperor spoke, and the two of them stepped forward to salute devoutly.
Then, everyone bowed step by step and moved forward. When approaching the ancient divine gate, the totems seemed to have really lost their vitality and were not shaken out.
Everyone was shocked. The ancient emperor had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years. Could he still sense the movement here?
There was a loud noise, and a huge bronze tripod shook, protecting the ancient god as he approached the huge stone gate thousands of feet high. He stopped here and bowed deeply to the stone gate.
The totem on the stone door did not seem to react to this series of vibrations, and was still quietly embedded in the stone wall. He took one step forward, and the stone door slowly opened under his touch.
He successfully entered the stone gate and disappeared from everyone's sight.
At the rear, close to the stone pillar, the bronze coffin suddenly shook and soared as if alive, penetrating the green mist and flying towards the gate.
"when!"
There was a deafening metal collision sound, as if being hit hard by a long hammer from the gods, hitting the bronze coffin hard. Bronze fragments flew everywhere, green rust fell, and the bronze coffin rolled and flew out.
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. The peerless expert in the Burial Clan did not obey the ancient precepts and tried to force his way in. As expected, he was swept away.
Is there really any power controlling everything in the dark? The ancient imperial capital has passed away, this is the consensus of everyone. However, why is there still perception? What is going on?
With a clang, the rusty bronze coffin lid was lifted, and a tall figure sat up from inside, standing upright, and then took a step forward.
His appearance filled the entire void with a gloomy evil aura, and the cold air hit his face, making people feel a chill in their bones.
Everyone stared at the sudden appearance of the giant with horrified eyes. He was a full three meters tall, standing there like a hill. His whole body was covered with a layer of gray evil aura, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
"The Burial Clan?" A strong man roared deafeningly, his face as gloomy as if a storm was coming.
This is an ancient race that has disappeared long ago.
According to legend, they once had a Buried Emperor. However, this Buried Emperor died, and the Buried Clan also disappeared. Unexpectedly, he would reappear in front of the world today. This is an extremely dangerous race. It is rumored that they possess immortality and their physical strength is comparable to that of a divine treasure, which makes people blush.
Everyone present felt a chill coming over them, as if they had seen the gate of hell open. Facing his intimidation was like facing an eternal ghost, and their hearts trembled.
This man wore a large black costume, as if swallowed by darkness, and even his head was covered by a crown hat like a death knell.
"burial
The remnants of the clan! "Someone roared loudly, the sound was like a violent storm, which made many monks around him cough up blood and fly backwards, unable to withstand this powerful force.
"snort!"
The man snorted, and immediately the bodies of countless monks exploded, blood splattered, and their souls were destroyed. Just a cold snort caused such a terrifying murderous intention, which is frightening.
He stood in the shadows, no starlight could get close to his body, and the ancient black magic clothes danced in the wind. A creepy sight was revealed in the wide sleeves of the robe, which was a pair of palms covered with black hair.
A saint came out, his eyes wide with anger, and shouted to the people of the Burial Clan: "You Burial Clan finally appeared! Remember the wrong decisions your ancestors made hundreds of thousands of years ago, which killed countless living beings. The crime deserves death, and the nine tribes must be punished!"
The extremely powerful man from the Burial Clan sneered coldly and didn't want to explain at all. He is tall and straight, walking like a dragon or a tiger, which is awe-inspiring. His body is covered with black hair, like a giant ape, making people question whether he is really human. He was wearing a worn-out ancient demon-burial robe, which made him look intimidating.
"Buried the Emperor!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
This name is so old that it has been forgotten by almost everyone. After people heard this word, they were all shocked to the extreme. They couldn't believe that the person in front of them was the legendary Buried Emperor.
Is this person an ancestor of the Burial Clan? After so many years, the Demonic Burial Clothes have become dilapidated and its true appearance cannot be seen clearly. There is only one pair of eyes that are so stunning that they seem to be able to see through everything.
The Huangquan water sensed his breath, boiled, and endless evil energy rose into the sky. However, he didn't seem to be affected. Instead, he seemed to enjoy being surrounded by this evil spirit. His image became more and more tall, mysterious and terrifying in everyone's mind. Even after all these years, his reputation is still shocking and intimidating. ..
Everyone was even more confused and confused. Who is the peerless master of the Burial Clan? What kind of existence were the rulers of the past?
The ancient god holding the bronze cauldron and the Buried Emperor seemed to be naturally incompatible with each other. They looked at each other and stood in two directions, not approaching. The ancient god was silent for a moment, and finally stepped off the chariot, came closer, lowered his posture, whispered silently, moved forward, saluted, and entered.
Later, ancient evil gods from the human race and other alien races also appeared one after another, which shocked people. The ancient saints are not just here.
The emperor's corpse was about to appear, shaking the divine path. Many immortal masters came out of seclusion and rushed here, totaling no less than 100,000 people. This force is enough to wipe out the endless star field!
Other weak monks also wanted to enter, but they could not get close because they were contaminated with the aura of the emperor's corpse, which was the most terrifying aura of death. Although there is only a trace of it, it is not something ordinary people can bear. Once it gets close, it turns into dust.
"What is that?" someone suddenly screamed.
Upstream of the silver divine river, there was a huge creature lurking there, looking at them indifferently, exuding supreme majesty.
"It's a horse, with the characteristics of a dragon!" People were shocked and stunned. They didn't expect there to be any living creatures here.
It was a red horse, with a dragon head and a horse body, and thick limbs. At this moment, it jumped up suddenly, like a mountain peak, huge and red clouds flying.
Tan Ling, Qin Xiu, Li Qiu Shui and others couldn't help but stare at the dragon-horse who had turned into a human form. Their true identities are so similar, almost identical, that it's amazing.
Not just the three of them, but everyone around them was in shock. Because this is a legendary dragon horse with mysterious divinity, it was a formidable beast in ancient times.
The appearance of the dragon horse is extraordinary, its posture is noble and sharp, and it seems to contain endless power and majesty. Its appearance made everyone feel strong shock and awe.
In this mysterious place, facing this legendary beast, everyone became speechless. Their hearts were filled with doubts and fears. They didn't know why this dragon and horse appeared in this era, and what kind of fate and changes it would bring.
