Chapter 1,328: God Burial Valley!

Yuwen Jian stared at the scene blankly, at the place where the three Five Source Aliens died, at the countless aliens who were scattered and panicked around, and then looked at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's face was still gloomy, and he withdrew his eyes from the fleeing aliens around him and walked up to the altar.

"In fact, although it will take some time and be a bit troublesome, we can still kill at least 30% of these fleeing aliens." Yuwen Jian hesitated for a moment and spoke in a low voice.

"It is better to kill the heart than to kill people!" Meng Hao spoke calmly without looking back.

"The key to a war may be victory or defeat, but it is also spirit..."

"They have lost their courage, their hearts have been crushed by me, and they have no spirit. Such aliens can be the first stepping stone for the spiritual rise of my mountain and sea world cultivators."

"A victory or defeat, a performance of a strong man, seems... not enough to do this." Although Yuwen Jian was in awe of Meng Hao, he still expressed his opinion.

"So, I have to get the blood of the gods I need in this Burial Valley as quickly as possible." Meng Hao stepped onto the altar. After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the end of the starry sky above, the first day continent that replaced the starry sky.

When looking at that continent, a crazy fire flashed in Meng Hao's eyes.

"You said, if in the near future, when all the first day aliens in the Mountain and Sea Realm look up and see with their own eyes that their first day continent collapses, breaks into pieces, and shatters from the sky, how much of their spirit, their heart, their courage... will still exist?" Meng Hao murmured softly. His words were very low, but the meaning contained in his words was earth-shattering!

"You..." Yuwen Jian heard this. He took a breath. The whole person was like being bombarded by thunder, and he stayed there completely!

"War, the key is... to destroy the enemy's spirit!"

"For the first day aliens, their home is their spirit..." Meng Hao closed his eyes, and his body disappeared on the altar amid the roar.

Yuwen Jian's body trembled.

That was not fear. It was excitement and expectation. Meng Hao's words echoed in his ears and in his mind. He could imagine that one day, when he was fighting with the alien race, the first continent collapsed the moment he looked up. It was torn into pieces and fell from the sky. Then in his heart, that kind of persistence, excitement, and excitement.

On the contrary, for all the first alien races, that moment... was a disaster!

The Burial Valley!

It was indeed a fragment of an ancient battlefield, an independent space. There was not even the will of the Mountain and Sea Realm here. It seemed that everything was isolated. The only thing that existed was an endless fighting spirit that filled this space.

"Fight!!" The moment Meng Hao's body appeared in this space, his ears echoed with a roar like thunder. This sound did not come from a certain existence, but from this space. The fighting spirit has never dissipated for many years!

It was as if there was an immortal soul, roaring to the sky here, wanting to kill out of the sky, kill out of the starry sky, and kill the sky.

If it weren't for the fact that Meng Hao's divine consciousness was extremely powerful, comparable to an 80% supreme being, he would have been shocked by the fighting spirit and felt uncomfortable. But now, he just felt that the voice was exciting, and he didn't feel much else.

On the contrary, Yuwen Jian, who came in behind him, trembled and turned pale as soon as he stepped in. Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved it, and Yuwen Jian immediately recovered. He looked up and looked around, and finally looked at Meng Hao.

"Brother Meng, I can do it myself!" After he said that, he clasped his fists towards Meng Hao, with determination and determination in his eyes, and rushed in one direction. Meng Hao looked at Yuwen Jian's back and saw that the other party had left his protection range. Looking at his crazy life soul despite the difficulty, Meng Hao sighed.

Yuwen Jian has his own way, which Meng Hao understood, and he couldn't interfere. When he turned his head, Meng Hao looked into the distance. The land here was black, and there were countless corpses on that land.

Some have become fossils, while others are rotting, and the deeper they are, the slower they rot. The entire Burial Valley is a ring, with much safer periphery and more dangerous interior.

If it were just that, it would be fine. There are also thunders rolling in the sky, turning into endless lightning, which continues to descend like a thunderstorm, but the rolling thunder is not a roar, but the war that comes from the ears!

Replacing thunder with war, destroying the world, making this place like a thunder pool that shakes the world, especially in the thunder, sometimes there are illusory shadows that appear and wander in the thunder and lightning. Even when Meng Hao looked at it at this moment, he also saw a giant made of thunder and lightning, stepping between the world, with endless thunder light all over his body, fighting with the empty land that Meng Hao could not see.

Even farther away, there were chariots rumbling past, but no matter what they touched, they would penetrate directly. It was not the chariots that penetrated the thunder, but the thunder that penetrated the chariots.

There were also figures of monks descending, fighting each other, and the rumbling sound became the will to fight, which changed the color of the sky and the earth, and the wind and clouds rolled back.

At the same time, some figures would appear from time to time on this land, including giant beasts thousands of feet in size, ancient monks wearing rough linen robes, and mountains and rivers that were constantly changing.

Even more amazing was that there were cities that sometimes transformed, which was shocking on this land.

And all this, if compared with the center of this land in the distance, was insignificant. With Meng Hao's consciousness, he could cover the entire area and saw that in the center of this Burial Valley, there were... two mountains!

To be precise, it was not a mountain, but two giants. Each of the two giants was 100,000 feet tall, with rough skin and complex runes. Especially on the forehead, there were stars.

However, most of these stars were gray and had long lost their vitality. However, although the corpses of the two giants had lost their vitality, they did not decay, but formed a mountain.

Especially the bodies of the two giants, it seemed that they had been compressed by magic. What was revealed at this moment seemed to be only part of their true bodies.

Meng Hao looked at the two giants and this world. He suddenly remembered the huge tree he saw in the fairy ruins of the ninth mountain. Under the tree... it was like a continent... the corpse of a giant!

The corpse at that time gave Meng Hao a feeling that it was very similar to the two giants in terms of aura, but there was a difference in size.

"Are they gods..." Meng Hao's body shook and walked into the thunder of heaven and earth. His steps were casual and his expression was calm. Every step he took was accompanied by endless thunder and lightning, but it did not fall on his body at all.

The chariot that appeared in front of him roared with overwhelming fighting spirit. Meng Hao did not dodge, allowing the chariot to become transparent and penetrate him when it touched him.

Gradually, Meng Hao walked through the world. He saw those amazing beasts fighting, saw the giant waving his fist, and saw countless beings around him, one by one.

He also saw the bones on the ground, which turned into fossils at the beginning, and gradually developed to the point where when he lowered his head, all he saw were rotting corpses.

At this moment, he had walked into the middle area between the depths and the periphery of the Burial Valley. Here, all the illusory existences had no effect on him at all.

The pressure here also broke out, but to Meng Hao, it was just like the wind blowing by.

Sometimes he would stop and watch those illusory figures fighting. As he watched, there was always enlightenment in his eyes. Until this day a few days later, when Meng Hao was about to step into the central area of ​​the Burial Valley, he saw a corpse.

Buried in the earth, but due to the baptism of the thunder pool, some of the skin that had not been rotten was exposed at this moment. It was also a giant, ten thousand feet tall, buried at the feet of Meng Hao.

Meng Hao squatted down and slapped the ground with his right hand. With a bang, the soil here collapsed, and a corpse several thousand feet in size appeared in front of Meng Hao.

He pressed his right hand on the giant's forehead. In the blink of an eye, the giant's face turned red, but soon turned pale. A drop of blood flew out from the giant's brow and was absorbed into Meng Hao's hand.

Meng Hao looked at the golden blood in his palm and fell into deep thought.

"Too many impurities, not pure blood." Meng Hao shook his head, took the golden blood away, and continued to move forward. When he stepped into the central area of ​​the Burial Valley, this place was already a restricted area for cultivators, and very few people could come here.

Time passed, and soon seven days passed. Meng Hao almost walked through all areas in the Burial Valley. The mixed blood he collected was more than a hundred.

Meng Hao even went to check out the two huge corpses in the central area, and finally condensed two drops of higher quality divine blood, but for Meng Hao, these drops were not enough to make his already extremely strong body break through.

On the contrary, Yuwen Jian obtained his own fortune here, and his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Meng Hao searched for a long time, but did not find any other divine blood. His face was gloomy, and he was disappointed in his heart, but at the same time he was doubtful.

"I don't believe that there are no aliens in the ancient burial of the gods, which is heavily guarded and blocked by aliens. There must be aliens here. The other aliens outside are not so much intercepting as protecting the other party.

"Where are they? "When Meng Hao was thinking, his body suddenly shook and he went straight to the sky. Not long after, when he appeared at the highest point of this place, Meng Hao suddenly lowered his head and looked at the land of the Burial Valley.

At a glance, Meng Hao's body shook violently several times, and a strange light appeared in his eyes. In his eyes, the land of the Burial Valley was comparable to the size of the corpse with a tree planted on its back that he saw in the fairy ruins of the Ninth Mountain and Sea.

It was even bigger...

But this would not shock Meng Hao. What shocked him was the shape of the land. It looked like a head!

The highest mountain was the nose of this head, and the deepest valley was between the lips of this head!

And at the center of the eyebrows of this head, Meng Hao saw eight stars that were weak but not extinguished! Any of these eight stars gave off a wave that moved Meng Hao.

"Found it!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed coldly. (To be continued..)