Seeing this, Ban Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was already here and he could no longer hide it. He had to say, "Simply put, it is an existence similar to Chen Chen... This eternal sin seal should have been made by him."

Xi Mengyan's face instantly became ugly because she knew very well how special Chen Chen was now. If it weren't for restrictions, Chen Chen would be the strongest person in the eighth world.

And now, what Ban Ming is going to face is an opponent of this level...

"No wonder you must have us leave before..." Xi Mengyan looked at Ban Ming with hatred: "Are you planning to die here alone?"

When she said this, her eyes were already red.

"How could it be? No one dared to say the winner easily before he fought, and I might not lose to him." Ban Ming said with a dry smile.

Xi Mengyan looked at Ban Ming steadily, only to see the latter's heart, but gradually a look of misery appeared on his face: "Why are our lives so miserable?"

Whether life is hard or not is relative. Some people think that the demon queen and the demon emperor Wuming are so arrogant, with peerless cultivation and holding authority are the dreams of countless people.

However, for Ban Ming and Xi Mengyan, what they want is actually very simple, they just want to be together well.

However, they have a lot of fate and are always involuntarily separated, and they have many separations of life and death again and again.

When Ban Ming heard this, even though he had been wandering on the brink of life and death countless times, even if he had the courage to fight against the strongest enemy, his eyes were hot and his nose felt a little sad.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress his inner emotions. He suddenly reached out and pulled Xi Mengyan into his arms, then kissed her tender lips, closed his eyes, and devoted all his affection and love to the kiss.

Time flies, the world is prosperous, and the most beautiful thing is actually having each other.

As a bystander, Lan Bingyun felt sad, but more moved, and tears also appeared in her eyes.

Although the bald old man felt the deep affection between the little man and woman, he felt the pain in his heart, he was raising his lips and sneering secretly.

"Say! Is there any way to get us back to the eighth world!" After taking the initiative to let go of Ban Ming, Xi Mengyan became expressionless, with a cold light in her eyes, staring at the bald old man's face.

At this time, she changed her mind and decided not to become a burden to Ban Ming anymore. She believed that even if her man faced the strongest enemy, she would definitely see her alive.

The bald old man was stunned, then his eyebrows were lowered and his mouth was silent.

"The knife you just now is very interesting."

Ban Ming looked at him, smiled and spoke, then spread his right hand out, and saw the original breath appear, and a sword that was the size of a palm appeared.

The bald old man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the gate knife with a ghost look, and exclaimed in a burst of voice: "This is impossible!"

No wonder he was so disobedient, just because the sword condensed in Ban Ming's palm was exactly the supreme origin method he had used before, the Heavenly Killer of Kill!

And this supreme origin method is the secret of Xiao Chantian’s untold!

Not to mention, he already knew that Ban Ming came from the Eighth Gate World, and before that, it was impossible for him to contact and practice this original method!

However, this real original aura cannot be faked. It is not an illusion or a simple imitation, but a real sword of killing the gods!

This origin method is too terrible.

Immediately, they turned their attention to what the bald old man said.

Xi Mengyan pondered: "The three methods he mentioned are probably the first one."

Ban Ming nodded.

The second method has actually been practiced. After the fall of Daqian, the Lord of Daqian guided all living beings to resent and opened up a resentment path that directly leads to the eighth world.

If you want to repeat this method, you may have to truly kill the current second world and flow into a river.

In order to protect himself, Ban Ming would not deliberately avoid killing, but in order to go back to the Eighth Gate World, he killed countless times, and he really couldn't do such a thing.

Only the third method, not to mention, how much water does the Lord of the Great Thousand have to enter into his mind before he will take the initiative to open a temporary channel for them?

"The Burial Mountain..."

A flash of light flashed in Ban Ming's eyes.

Ban Ming had already known the existence of the Burial Realm Mountain from the memory of the female demon ancestor.

In the vast world, the Burial Mountain has extremely special significance. It can be said to be a totem belief and the most noble holy land in the minds of countless people.

This kind of sublimity is incomparable to the Holy Alliance of All Races.

In the vast world, you may not care about the Holy Alliance of All Races, but you cannot despise the Mountain of All Worlds.

Especially, whenever someone condenses the world seeds, the world bell on the top of the Burial Mountain will roar. The more times it roars, the higher the quality of its world seeds.

When the warriors who condensed the world seeds die, their world seeds will fly into the underground of the Burial Realm Mountain, and from then on, there will be an additional prayer flag on the Burial Realm Mountain.

In the vast world, countless warriors are proud to be able to leave a prayer flag on the Burial Mountain after their death.

At the same time, there is a legend about Burial Mountain that is unknown.

There is no road on the Burial Realm Mountain. Only a Taoist fruit-level powerful man will only appear in front of him when he climbs to the Burial Realm Mountain.

This is a test road. The stronger the road, the higher the position you can climb.

When someone in the world can climb to the top of the Burial Mountain, it is the strongest in the thousand.

In short, the Burial Realm Mountain is a mysterious and sacred complex in the minds of countless creatures in the world.

"Okay! Then let's go and see what mystery is hidden in the Burial Realm Mountain!"

Immediately, Ban Ming asked the bald old man to lead the way and entered the space passage with the two women and the battle body.

At this time, Ban Ming didn't know that the Lord of the Thousand, whom he was most afraid of, was actually standing on the top of the Burial Realm Mountain, otherwise he wouldn't have just gone to the Burial Realm Mountain.

Because there is an old saying that a gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall.

...

Burial Mountain.

In the simple pavilion, two figures sat on the ground.

In front of them, a somewhat blurry image appeared, which was the scene of Ban Ming killing batches of pursuers.

Seeing the strong men in the second world being constantly killed, and even many of his subordinates, Yu Cangsheng, who looked like a scholar, had no fluctuations in his eyes.

The Lord of the Great Thousand, who was hazy in light and mist, sighed and said, "There are not enough deaths."

Upon hearing this, Yu Cangsheng frowned and nodded slightly: "It's indeed a little less, but anyone with a successful cultivation can be called the darling of heaven and earth. The higher the cultivation level, the more luck and favored it will be on his body. If one such person dies, it is comparable to the millions of mortals who do not understand martial arts."

"It's not enough after all." The Lord of the Great Thousand's voice was faint, and he looked at Ban Ming in the image, and said, "This son of fate in the eighth world is more kind than I expected... In this way, it is necessary to change the plan."

"Oh?" Yu Cangsheng looked at the Lord of the Thousand, as if curious about what the latter would do.

The Lord of Daqian stood up and came to the side of the World Bell, then raised his hand and gently knocked on the bell.

This knock seemed to hit the cotton, and no sound sounded.

However, Yu Cangsheng's face changed and he stood up suddenly, looking out of the Burial Mountain with a very serious expression. A few seconds later, he looked at the Lord of the Thousand and said, "The resentment in the world penetrates the living creatures. Are you trying to stimulate the inner desires of all living creatures in the world and develop greed, so that they can kill Ban Ming and pursue eternal life... Is it really necessary to do this?"

"It's just a matter of burning the boat."

"This game cannot be defeated."

"If you lose, Daqian will be over."

Listening to the calm voice of the Lord of the Thousand, Yu Cangsheng let out an unknown and quiet sigh and said, "It seems that you have indeed become enlightened to sacrifice all your sacrificiality... This is very good, firmness is the prerequisite to success. Therefore, even if I die in front of you, you must maintain this firmness and not be shaken at all."

As he said that, his eyes were clear at the Lord of Daqian, and his gaze showed a softness that had never appeared in front of others: "But, what you promised me, help me find my mother..."

The Lord of the Great Thousand looked at Yu Cangsheng, and there was a moment of destruction in his extremely indifferent gaze.

After a while, a cold voice sounded.

"When did I not do what I promised you? Calculate the time and it's almost done..."

...

It's raining.

Several wild beasts came out from somewhere and began to lick the rain falling on the dead leaves.

Suddenly, they seemed to be alert to something, and they all raised their heads.

I saw that their lips were bright red.

That's blood.

Blood rain fell from the sky.

As blood rain fell, corpses fell from high altitude, making dull impact sounds, scaring the wild beasts to flee.

The real battle is actually taking place at a height of hundreds of kilometers away.

Whether it is blood rain or corpses, they all fell hundreds of kilometers under the impact of terrifying power before finally landing.

And above the sky, hundreds of thousands of warriors filled the sky, shouting, cursing, screaming, roaring, and blood and flesh bursting... intertwined into a song of killing.

Crazy, in an instant, it seemed as if everyone was crazy.

Ban Ming and others who were once again forced out of the space channel were subjected to a completely different attack than before.

As soon as we came up, dozens of original strong men chose to... self-destruct!

The eyes of these people are blood-red, and there is indescribable resentment in their eyes. This kind of hatred makes them fearless and willing to die together!

Afterwards, there were endless people rushing to the explosion, but not only did the siege not decrease, but more and more people were like snowballing!

The people who were besieged before were at least in the Dao Realm, but many people and demons who appeared continuously now have only the Heaven Realm cultivation level, or even lower!
Chapter completed!