Fantasy: I made up the mythical age

"Well, let's just say that the Age of Mythology still exists! I'll say that the Age of Mythology has definitely not disappeared!"

Ye Sang was so excited that he couldn't do it again.

The Black King was also completely stunned, its old monster, which had lived for more than 10,000 years, felt for the first time that its worldview had collapsed.

The mythical era, which has disappeared in the Xianxuan world for a full 250,000 years, has once again descended to the world.

"Boom...... ......"

At this moment, a strange laughter came from the thick black fog, and the scalp of the person who listened directly was numb.

Ye Sang and the Black King looked at each other and collectively gasped.

The black fog here was so thick that they could only see two green lights, as if ghost fire was dancing.

Then, more and more green light appeared, constantly approaching their direction.

"Haunted!"

The Black King shouted, his back raised like a frightened beast.

Ye Sang was also startled, but quickly came back to his senses and said in a deep voice: "This is a hundred ghosts walking at night, it is recorded in the source book that after the death of human demons and other creatures, if the corpse is not buried, under certain circumstances, it will be reborn, and it may even be cultivated into a corpse king, and the strength is extremely powerful." "

Although she said that, her palms were also covered with sweat.

After all, seeing from the source book and seeing it in reality are two completely different feelings.

"Don't explain, think about how to escape. "

The Black King urged Ye Sang, and at the same time let out a hoarse roar, forming a shock.

Don't look at it has lived for more than 10,000 years, its combat power is not much higher than Ye Sang's, at most it has thick skin and meat, which is comparable to the best spiritual weapon.

"The terrain here is very complicated, let's follow the law of Yin Qi flow, we should be able to avoid these ancient corpses. "

Ye Sang forced himself to calm down and recall the contents of the source book.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

While they were discussing, those ancient corpses had already rushed to the front.

Fortunately, they are not full of intelligence, so they can only pounce on each other.

The Black King and Ye Sang were both agile walkers, and after pulling a certain distance, they immediately ran wildly.

"Damn, this mythical secret realm is too dangerous, if this king can get out, he won't come in anymore. "

The Black King roared as he ran, apparently frightened to the extreme.

"Danger comes with opportunity, this mythical secret realm will definitely find exercises that can allow me to cultivate!"

Ye Sang's eyes were full of excitement.

A man and a dog wander around various mining areas all year round, walking fast, and quickly throwing off a group of ancient corpses.

As they ran, the black fog in front of them became lighter and lighter, and there were more ancient buildings, but most of them were dilapidated, and they could only be regarded as ruins.

"Hoo ......"

Ye Sang climbed to the top of an abandoned palace and let out a long sigh of relief.

But when he looked over, he was stunned.

I saw that in the deepest part of the endless ruins, there was a large volcano, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

She could even see the boiling magma boiling within the mountain pass, and although it didn't come out, it was terrifying, and half of the sky was red.

And what surprised Ye Sang the most was that at the top of the palaces near those volcanoes, there were terrifying demons.

Roaring with his head held high, the momentum is like a rainbow.

"Little mulberry, what do you see?"

The Black King asked, standing below.

Ye Sang jumped down and said very solemnly: "Bad news, a group of demon clans came in front of us. "

"What!"

The Black King blew up again, and hurriedly said, "Then let's quit quickly, if they see us, they will definitely kill us." "

Ye Sang's palms clenched tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I finally found the Mythical Secret Realm, and I will never quit until I get the exercises, I want to continue to move forward." "

With that, she jumped out of the palace and rushed forward like an agile cheetah.

"Damn, you're crazy, and I'm crazy too. "

The black king scolded and scolded, but still followed.

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On the other side, Shi Yu and his party also appeared in the ruined palace.

Except for Shi Yu, everyone else was covered in blood.

They wouldn't follow the law of yin qi flow like Ye Sang, they could only kill all the way out of the boundless ancient corpses.

Fortunately, Shi Yu's strength was strong, and he almost single-handedly resisted ninety percent of the ancient corpses.

But even so, nine of the eighteen clansmen he brought with him were torn apart by the ancient corpses.

"What should the young master do now?"

An old man said to Shi Yu with palpitations.

He was an old man of the Shi family, and he had the terrifying cultivation of the ninth heaven of the foundation building realm, but he was torn off an arm by those ancient corpses.

Shi Yu's heavy pupils exuded an astonishing divine light, like the eyes of the gods, sweeping towards this palace.

"We have walked through so many palaces, but this one is unique, it should be a core palace, follow me to search. "

He is also a master of art and bold.

When I arrived here, not only did I not panic, but I was thinking about the treasure hunt.

The disciples of the Shi family could only follow behind him, carefully guarding their surroundings to prevent any more ancient corpses from suddenly rushing out.

Fortunately, there were no ancient corpses in this palace, and they made it all the way to a stone chamber in the deepest part of the palace.

"There's a mural here!"

A Shi family disciple exclaimed, and he saw that the walls were glowing slightly.

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see that in the dim light, some images of Dao lines were faintly visible.

"I saw a huge majestic pass. "

"I saw a lot of characters. "

"It's like two armies are at war. "

......

The crowd was vaguely identified by the figure.

Shi Yu walked over calmly, he didn't look at the mural directly, but first looked at the inscription in the lower right corner.

There is a line of small letters engraved there, as if someone is carrying a pen.

But the font is so old that it's hard to distinguish even a single word.

He stared at the moment, and the double pupils in his eyes emitted a strange light.

This double pupil is one of the most powerful talents in heaven and earth, comparable to the Dacheng Emperor's body, and has all kinds of unpredictable mysteries.

At this time, Shi Yu was urging one of the mysteries of pupil art, wanting to see through the true meaning of this line of words.

Sure enough, as he expected, this line of words is not extraordinary, but engraved in Taoist rhyme, which can survive hundreds of millions of years without being destroyed.

And his pupil technique can comprehend the rhyme.

You don't need to be proficient in words, but you can know the content of this line directly through the rhyme.

It's like the transmission of divine thoughts, and you can understand it directly.

"The Green Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness, occasionally got the ancient stone carvings, recalling the Supreme Emperor of the Wilderness, specially for this hall. "

Shi Yu completely understood the meaning of this sentence, and immediately stopped running the pupil technique.

But even after a short period of effort, he was hit hard.

Two lines of bright red blood flowed out of those double pupils, and his face was even more pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Although his heavy pupil is strong, his cultivation is too weak, and he only has the seventh heaven of the Jie Dan Realm.

It is very difficult to operate this anti-heaven level pupil technique.

"Young master, are you alright?"

"Young master, why are your eyes bleeding. "

Those Shi family disciples saw Shi Yu's eyes bleeding and their faces were pale, and they were all frightened.

If Shi Yu had three longs and two shorts, even if they returned to the Shi family alive, they would also be directly executed.

"I'm fine! I ...... Okay very!"

Shi Yu said loudly, and his face, which had never been smiling, showed a strong look of excitement.

Although it was only a short sentence, he learned so much from it.

He clearly knew the owner of this secret place.

Qingdi!

A Supreme Emperor!

An existence that stands at the pinnacle of the Immortal Xuan World.

And the Emperor of the Wasteland in this mural made the Qing Emperor also reminisce about it, respectfully calling it 'Supreme', and even enshrined in his own tomb.

Then what kind of terrifying existence should this Emperor of the Desolate Heaven be?

Thinking of this, Shi Yu couldn't help but move his gaze to the mural covered with the main stone wall.