Chapter 1848 The Sea of ​​Corpses Is Like a Mountain

A peerless fighting spirit soared into the sky. If one entered rashly, this fighting spirit would probably be overwhelmed, making people powerless. The encounter between General Sheep and Stone Wolf not long ago explained everything.

After Ye Zhong observed here silently for an hour, he moved slightly and left in another direction.

Although this fingerprint contained a peerless aura, it was different from his way. As the saying goes, different paths do not conspire with each other, so Ye Zhong didn't force himself to realize the fighting spirit here, but chose to leave.

While Xiaolun and Nine-Headed Lions are constantly pondering here, they can vaguely understand that ray of immortal fighting spirit, which makes them tremble physically and mentally, as if they are listening to the immortal scriptures imparted by the supreme emperor .

At the same time, Ye Zhong was walking in the ghostly tomb of gods and demons. Every step he took was cautious, and he moved forward cautiously while dispelling the twilight. And along the way, everything he saw shocked him and shocked him.

Because, there were corpses one after another on the ground, which could be said to be bloody, as if a great war had just ended, within a short distance of a few miles, more than a dozen corpses of the Holy Emperor could be seen.

Some of the corpses of these holy emperors belonged to the human race, some belonged to the demon race, some belonged to the demon race, and some were from the Shi Ling clan... When Ye Zhong walked over, he could see bright red blood stains, emitting blood. The horrible coercion of the corpses followed his footsteps and turned into fly ash and dust.

This place is really an abandoned land, at least in the Age of Mythology, and may even belong to the Lost Age.

So many years have passed, it really has been millions of years, so no matter what there is here, it is basically obliterated, even the so-called immortal sacred bones cannot last forever.

Ye Zhong broke through the twilight all the way, and walked forward slowly. After walking more than ten miles cautiously, he could see a black river rushing ahead. It was very magnificent, but it was a little silent, like It is the general that rushed out from the depths of the ghost grave.

"Although the river in the imaginary tomb of gods and demons is not the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, it is the legendary Styx River!"

Ye Zhong was surprised. Although the Styx River is not as terrifying as the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, it is also a unique thing in the Netherland. It is rare to see it in the world. It is really shocking to think that it has turned into a river here.

At this moment, Ye Zhong came to the shore slowly, feeling the terrifying aura in the Styx River. If he hadn't created an immortal golden body at this moment, he might not be able to bear such a situation even with an immortal golden body. Breath, because there is a terrifying breath in the Styx, which can easily rot people's flesh and blood, even the holy power can't stop it.

Ye Zhong watched for a long time, and after a while, his eyes twitched, because from the upstream position, he could see corpses emerging one after another, drifting down the river. These corpses are very old, and those costumes are from the age of mythology, or even older years.

"How come there are still corpses floating down from the upper reaches? How long has it been since the Age of Mythology has ended? How can there still be so many corpses, and these corpses are not decomposed? What is the upstream and origin of the Styx River? Where is it?" Ye Zhong frowned, and then walked up the river, the so-called big secret of the ghost tomb may have something to do with this Styx river.

The surrounding fields are silent and silent, and the white twilight is lingering and wandering around, which seems somewhat out of place with this Jedi.

Ye Zhong was walking cautiously along the river bank, taking every step very slowly. Along the way, he could still see a few corpses drifting down from time to time. These corpses all kept their human shapes, did not rot, and the clothes on their bodies all looked brand new. In this kind of Styx that corrodes all things, such things appear continuously. Apart from being incomprehensible, it looks strange.

Of course, it is impossible for these corpses to be all Saint Emperor powerhouses. After all, no matter which era has existed since ancient times, it is impossible for there to be so many Saint Emperor powerhouses. Most of these corpses have the aura of saints, and occasionally some of them have the aura of saint kings.

As Ye Chong walked forward step by step, the breath of death rushed towards his face. He even wondered whether he was entering the underworld, the legendary underworld.

After walking for hundreds of miles like this, Ye Zhong finally reached the finish line.

In front of it, you can see a continuous mountain range. This mountain range is made of ice, and it is so cold that it is almost impossible for people to approach.

And these icebergs are also slowly melting, converging into a Styx, heading downstream.

In the transparent and white iceberg, there are corpses frozen at this moment. These people are all dressed in the unique costumes of the mythical era, and there are people of all races. Their death looks are strange, but without exception, their mouths are hanging. With a strange smile.

I don't know how many of these corpses are there. The layers are almost endless, and then they were frozen by human beings, and slowly melted under the action of the years, forming such a terrible Jedi.

To be precise, this should be a battlefield in the age of mythology. It is very likely that many forces fought here, and at the moment of the battle, an unknown number of people were instantly frozen, and then turned into the nearly infinite ice peak that is now.

"Who did this? How is it like a powerful man who is close to proving the Tao casts an imperial technique, freezing the heavens and worlds in an instant?" Ye Zhong said to himself.

At this moment, he felt chills in his heart. What kind of peerless and powerful person can do such a thing? After all, to do such a thing means to bear a huge karma, even if one can cover the sky with one hand, one will inevitably be punished by heaven in the future. Even the Seven Killing Heavenly Emperor back then, most likely he would not be able to do such a thing. If you think about it deeply, the truth here is mostly trembling and frightening.

After observing carefully for a long time, Ye Zhong noticed something that was not quite right. It stands to reason that Styx should have been born in the land of the most yin, full of the breath of death. But although there are many corpses frozen in this mountain range, in fact the breath of death is not so strong.

After Ye Zhong was silent for a long time, he drove the Haotian Tower into the sky and began to look down from the top of the iceberg. After looking at it for a long time, he realized that surrounded by icebergs, there was a pitch-black deep pool. The bottom of the deep pool could not be seen. In the deep pool, there is a terrifying power spreading, like a source of destruction, full of a powerful breath of death.

With Ye Zhong's head on the Haotian Tower, he retreated far enough at this moment, and then he flicked his fingers, and a sword light roared out.

"laugh"

The sword light pierced through the air, tearing apart the surrounding icebergs, and then fell into the deep pool.

At this moment, a violent roar sounded, and the whole world shook violently at this moment, and terrifying runes rose into the sky, as if a palace located in the depths of the netherworld had been revived, with a deadly aura.

In just an instant, a large area of ​​magic juice was evaporated. At this instant, Ye Zhong saw an entrance at the bottom of the deep pool. This entrance was located at the bottom of the deep pool, similar to the entrance of a large tomb.

Is there a grave in the deep pool?

At this moment, at the entrance, one can see one after another of ancient Dao marks, as if there are gods and demons roaring inside, but this kind of scene is just a flash, and then disappears in an instant, appearing endlessly mysterious.

Ye Zhong took a deep breath and glanced at the densely packed corpses around him. Suddenly he understood that these corpses should all come for this big grave.

And it is already very clear where this big grave is.

"God and Demon Void Grave!"

This is not the name of an ancient land, but such a large tomb really exists in the ancient land.

God knows what was buried inside. Even in the Lost Age and the Mythical Age, so many people fought for him. Just thinking about it makes one's heart tremble.

Now, a long time has passed since the Lost Age and the Mythical Age, and God knows whether the things inside still exist. After all, the most terrifying thing in the world is time, and nothing can block the power of time.

Ye Zhong was silent, frowning, he released a wisp of divine consciousness, but encountered a terrible fluctuation, and strands of black air overflowed from the entrance, which was a force of seal. Obviously, this power has definitely been weakened countless times, but Ye Zhong still can't open it.

After all, this was probably aimed at those at the Supreme Emperor Realm level, so it's normal that Ye Zhong couldn't open it.

Ye Zhong could only choose to back off and try to attack from other directions. He split the iceberg and wanted to search for those corpses, but when those corpses touched the air, they instantly turned to ashes, and he could only do so when they fell into the Styx River. Keep the flesh from rotting. This scene is also strange to say, it seems that these corpses that fell into the Styx River have become a part of the Styx River.

As for those weapons, although they come from the age of mythology, they have been broken long ago, and none of them are still usable.

It can only be said that this place is like a hell and a sea of ​​magic, full of the power of death. But such a place is not useless. When Ye Zhong was in the corpse world, he passively endured the triple catastrophe. Although he was blessed by the water god, everything was fine, but it was inevitable that his realm was vain. He just needed a similar place to practice. On the one hand Consolidating one's own cultivation base, on the other hand, can just be used to sharpen one's own method and find further aura.

At the moment, he didn't talk nonsense, but sat cross-legged in the void, and began to practice quietly.