The gray sky and the vast land, one hundred and eight large tombs stand, each with stone tablets in front of them, engraved with pictures of humans or beasts. These tombs were piled up by Mo Yu himself, and the ancient creatures in the tomb contributed their last strength to him.

Standing among the 108 large tombs, Mo Yu was silent for a moment, bowed deeply, then stood up and walked towards the depths of the ancient road tomb. There was a desolate and dead silence, except for the whimpering wind in his ears, this world had no sound.

Soon, he walked out of the area of ​​the large tomb, and entered the area he had never entered deep before. In his sight, an ancient god's remains appeared, with its eyebrows broken and penetrated by powerful forces, directly annihilated its soul.

At this moment, he fell to the ground, his body was covered by mud and sand, but the bone hand stretched out to the sky showed a strong sense of reluctance.

Perhaps, he was extremely sad and helpless about dying here.

Mo Yu bowed and the ground suddenly collapsed, sucking the remains of the ancient gods. In a blink of an eye, the land surged up, forming a huge tomb.

The wind rolled up mud and sand, gathered in the air to form a monument, and a "boom" fell to the ground.

Mo Yu stood up and continued to move forward.

"The ancient way is about to perish, and the immortal way is about to arise... I live for my way, and I die for my way... This is the joy of martyrdom, and this is the joy of martyrdom..."

The whispering sound came into my ears with the wind. A beautiful woman came slowly from afar. She was wearing a clean white dress, but her pretty face was indifferent, and her empty eyes seemed to have lost her soul.

But the next moment, the woman seemed to notice something, her face twisted suddenly, and she screamed, "The ancient road is about to perish!"

boom--

The earth under her feet was torn apart by powerful force. Her five fingers raised showed black and sharp nails, and she grabbed them hard on her head.

Immortality, martyr!

Mo Yu looked plain and reached out to the front. The woman's figure suddenly stopped. Her empty eyes flashed, revealing a hint of spirit, as if she looked at Mo Yu, with a very complicated look, with a hint of gratitude.

Then, her body, with a gust of wind, turned into countless dust and dissipated.

Martyrs die for the immortal path, and their obsessions will not be eliminated. They will be imprisoned in the ancient path cemetery forever and will not be detached.

They themselves are the greatest sorrow.

Mo Yu has the power of faith, god, ancient and immortal in his body. It is right to say that he is a descendant of the ancient and ancient Taoist path, but he can also be regarded as a person in the immortal Taoist path.

He could not evaluate the grievances that had been countless years ago, but there was no absolute right or wrong between generations.

So in Mo Yu's eyes, no matter the ancient tribes who died in the ancient road tomb, or the immortal monks who died here, they are all pitiful people.

Swish-

In the space, the woman with her eyes closed stepped out, her breath was vague and had no place to support her, and her body was completely lifeless. Between her eyebrows, the divine pattern of the character "ancient" was dim than before, and seemed to be extinguished at any time!

"Go away, leave this!"

Xiu Teng's tone was anxious.

Mo Yu frowned, "You are injured."

Not only was he injured, but in his eyes, Xiu Teng's body was covered with scars, and it was superimposed together countless times, almost on the verge of collapse.

"Don't worry about these things, go!" Xiu Teng shouted softly.

The next moment, her face changed drastically, and she flashed and protected Mo Yu behind her.

"The ancient way is about to perish, and the immortal way is about to arise... I live for my way, and I die for my way... This is the joy of martyrdom, and this is the joy of martyrdom..."

The sound of reciting comes from all directions, and figures slowly emerge. Each of them has a pair of empty eyes, but their faces are ferocious and distorted.

The handsome man came from the void, and the sun-like aura of fairyland was rippling all over his body, warm and peaceful. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Mo Yu, and his smile couldn't help but become brighter.

As the spirit of obsession, between life and death, like Xiu Teng, he can not be confused by the outside world, directly see Mo Yu's essence and determine his identity.

"You are back? This is really a wonderful thing. I want to thank you very much. If it weren't for the changes in that year, how could I have realized the ability of assimilation and become so powerful today."

A gentle voice sounded in the air, but it brought a cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making the scalp numb.

Mo Yu looked at him, his eyes suddenly cold, "You are devouring other martyrs."

The handsome man was slightly surprised, "Good eyesight." He smiled slightly, shook his head again, "How can this be considered devouring? Instead of letting them waste their own power unconsciously and like wandering souls, it is better to contribute it to me to suppress the ancient tribe... We are all martyrs, and burying them for the immortal way can provide me with strength. I think they are extremely pleased."

Mo Yu shook his head, "You deserve to die."

"I want to die too, but no one in this world can kill me." The handsome man laughed, "How about I kill you?"

Xiu Teng grabbed Mo Yu and said, "Escape!"

But this time, the figure beside her was like a rock by the sea, still motionless.

Mo Yu said lightly, "You can die."

"Ah!" A shrill scream suddenly came out of the handsome man's mouth. Black flames spewed out of the seven orifices of his mouth and nose, and even between every pore around his body, burning the flesh and blood to ashes in a blink of an eye, revealing the dark bones below.

Countless human faces appeared on each bone, struggling violently, and expressions of pain were revealed. These were all obsessions of martyrs who were swallowed by him and suppressed in his body.

"Who are you, who are you!"

The black skeleton roared unwillingly, but was destined to be unable to get an answer.

Bang-

The black bones under the black fire broke into pieces, and phantoms escaped, bowed to Mo Yu together, and then showed a look of liberation on his face and disappeared into the air.

Mo Yu turned around and held the girl's hand back, "Xiu Teng, today I will fulfill my promise and take you out of the ancient road cemetery."

Three days later.

The entire ancient road tomb cemetery was cleaned up, and countless large tombs stood on the earth. At the same time, all martyrs were also released, freed from the eternal confinement and dissipated from heaven and earth.

Perhaps, they still have the chance to enter the undead world and start a new life.

Xiu Teng stood beside her, with a hint of helplessness and a faint confusion on her face. Her destiny was the gravekeeper of the clan, but now her protection is no longer needed here. What can she do in the future? Can she really go back to the outside world?

Mo Yu held her hand and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will arrange everything, the ancient clan will be reborn in your hands."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and the gate of descending appeared, holding Xiu Teng, and the two of them stepped into it in one step.

Buzz —

The entire ancient road cemetery was trembling slightly at this moment, and an invisible imprisonment power fell on Xiu Teng, wanting to keep her.

As a tombkeeper, she is one with the ancient road cemetery and is naturally not allowed to leave.

But at this moment, the power that fell on Xiu Teng trembled and collapsed one after another, which made her body pause slightly and was torn apart.

Mo Yu had predicted this by using the gate of advent, and he wanted to use the power of this great magical power to shake back the imprisonment power of the ancient road cemetery.

Swish-

The gate of advent dissipates.

...

The ancient clan disappeared, and the fairy world is now in charge of the immortal way. Unless Mo Yu uses thunder to kill all the powerful immortals in the fairy world, they will definitely not agree and let the ancient clan appear again.

Therefore, Juexian Valley became the best choice, and Xiu Teng was settled here, giving the ancient tribe time to reproduce and reproduce.

But before that, there is another thing to do.

Ancient tree of the demon clan.

Eight fruits hang on the branches, and the second fruit is filled with rich blue demon power, and a fruit phantom appears faintly. The second demon ancestor was killed and the birth of a new demon ancestor would take a long time to conceive. Perhaps in a thousand years, the second demon ancestor would be able to come again.

Suddenly, faces appeared on the eight fruits at the same time, trembling and falling to the ground, transforming into eight demon ancestors.

The first demon ancestor's face was as deep as water, and he shouted, "Who fellow Taoist has entered the territory of my demon clan? Could it be that he wants to be an enemy of my demon clan!"

boom--

The aura of the eight demon ancestors burst out, and the terrifying power fluctuated, instantly sweeping across the world. Behind him, the branches of the ancient demon tree trembled, and large pieces of green demon power sprinkled, turning into a huge light cover, covering it.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and two figures appeared in front of the eight demon ancestors. The oppression from their life instinct made the eight demon ancestors tremble.

Ancient clan!

The first demon ancestor's pupils contracted violently. There were actually other ancient tribes in this world. How could this be possible? No, although the woman behind her had the aura of an ancient tribe, she was essentially not a creature.

What's going on?

With his mind and conciseness, he was in a mess at this moment. He took a deep breath and bowed and said, "I don't know if the two ancient tribes are coming, please forgive me if they are rude."

No matter what, keep the two of you first and then make a decision.

Mo Yu smiled, "The First Demon Ancestor, after many years of separation, you are still as charming as ever."

"Ah!" The first demon ancestor exclaimed, staring at Mo Yu, and a memory that he didn't want to remember came out, "It's you!"

He immediately reacted and bowed, "Welcome to the Lord to return." But he was extremely alert. At the moment, the plan of the Demon God is at the critical moment. Why did this abominable ancient clan suddenly arrive?

Did he notice something?

As soon as he thought of this, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the First Demon Ancestor, but on the surface, he was extremely frightened and fearful.

Mo Yu swept over the ancient tree of the demon clan, his eyes flashed slightly, and said, "I am here to help me reborn with the use of the demon clan demon god and the ancient demon refining pool."

The faces of several demon ancestors changed.

"What? You don't want to."

The first demon ancestor coughed, "The adults are so serious. The demon clan is a slave to the ancient clan. Everything should be used by him. However, the demon god is in a state of silence at the moment. Please give some time. When we wake up the demon god, we will leave it to the adults for use."

Mo Yu looked at him in a daze, “Is that so?”

He stepped lightly under his feet.

boom--

The ground cracked, and huge cracks extended straight to the ancient tree of the demon clan.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yu took action directly, and the first demon ancestor changed drastically, and he would stop him as soon as he raised his hand.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted heavily in his ears. The first demon ancestor screamed, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and his breath fell directly.

The other seven demon ancestors also fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
Chapter completed!