Looking at the desolate and lifeless sky, Jian Wushuang was very doubtful about the authenticity of Chen Qing's words.
This doesn't look like a mysterious cave where treasures are preserved. It's probably not an exaggeration to say it's a dead and silent celestial tomb.
Chen Qing scratched his head, "But having said that, although this place is different from the places where treasures are hidden in imagination, there must be some treasure hidden there, and maybe it will be of great use to us."
At this time, Chunqiu's voice sounded, "Brother Chen Qing, are you sure this is the treasure land you talk about and not a battlefield?"
Jian Wushuang followed the sound and saw that Chunqiu bent down and with a wave of his hand, a large piece of dark brown soil was pushed aside, revealing a broken true treasure sword.
It may have been buried underground for many years, but the real treasure sword still exudes a breathtaking coldness.
But everyone's eyes were looking at the bottom of the broken real sword.
It was a gleaming white bone with no flesh and blood. He even maintained the same posture as at the last moment of his life, holding a real sword in one hand and covering his chest with the other, but his head no longer existed.
This was a white bone at the peak of immortality. Jian Wushuang was sure at the first moment that his immortal source was shattered by an external force, along with the real sword he stabbed forward.
Except for the Dayan Immortal, there is no other way to directly kill such a peak Immortal.
Jian Wushuang seemed to feel something, and he reached out and flicked it, rolling up layers of dark brown sand.
Next, a shocking scene appeared.
As the black-brown sand peeled off, broken pieces of various treasures, and bodies in horrific death shapes were exposed to the air.
Looking around, there are hundreds of immortal bone bodies!
Just under the hundreds of feet of ground, there are so many bones. Is it true that the ground that has not been lifted is also full of bones?
Just these exposed white bones, Jian Wushuang glanced at them briefly, and they were all in the realm of immortality.
If so many Immortals can be buried here, how terrifying must their opponents be?
Even if the immortal bodies of the immortals die, they will never turn into immortal bones after several years. But now, these dead immortals have all turned into immortal bones. From this, it can be seen that the time of their death is definitely longer than
It’s been ten years.
One Chinese year is enough for a universe to reincarnate ten times. Ten Chinese years cannot be measured by years.
Everyone's expressions turned serious without realizing it. This was definitely not the treasure trove that Chen Qing said.
It is an ancient battlefield, the ancient battlefield of Wang!
"Could this be the ancient battlefield left behind by Emperor Zhenwuyang when he first opened up the Great Division?" Chen Qing murmured.
But no one could answer him, they were all confused.
"Brother Jian, what should we do? Should we leave or investigate?" Chunqiu asked.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand to bury hundreds of immortal bones in the sand, and then said, "Since we came here by accident, let's go and investigate. There is no breath of any living beings here anymore. There is no trace of life here."
Serious problem."
Chunqiu nodded and followed Jian Wushuang until now. He had already firmly believed in Jian Wushuang's decision and followed it firmly.
Immediately, he followed Jian Wushuang and walked forward.
Chen Qing was very interested, and from time to time he explored places where there might be treasures.
Di Qing didn't say much. As a ninth-level Great Evolution Immortal, he also sensed that this area of heaven had reached the point where it could no longer die, so he naturally followed Jian Wushuang to investigate.
Only Cui Jing looked like he was in a state of despair, obviously he had not yet recovered from the incident of Sha Qing's death.
Five figures, headed by Jian Wushuang, shuttled through this extremely silent heaven.
The dark brown earth beneath our feet seemed to have no boundaries and stretched infinitely forward.
The ground appears dark brown. In fact, it was not this color at the beginning, but was infiltrated into this color by the divine blood and the divine blood of Yanxian.
Perhaps there was an ancient war here. Countless Immortals and even Dayan Immortals perished in this ancient war, and were eventually buried by the wind and sand, leaving them dead and desolate.
As we moved forward, some changes began to appear in the sky in the distance.
Cracks like natural chasms tore apart the sky. At the same time, there were pillars and broken walls engraved with mysterious and simple patterns, floating and still in the air.
An indescribable, ancient silence and ancient atmosphere is suppressed in everyone's heart unconsciously.
Looking at the simple gravel scattered on the sky, Jian Wushuang began to construct in his heart everything that happened in this battle.
When the ground beneath their feet also appeared broken and cracked, the broken buildings finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Chen Qing also restrained his excitement and his eyes became solemn. He had discovered that this place could not simply be described as a ruins.
"Brother Jian, what kind of place do you think this is?" Chen Qing asked, looking for the answer.
Jian Wushuang did not answer him, but moved faster.
When faults and pits appeared in the ground ahead, he stopped and looked ahead.
Looking around, everyone was horrified again.
On the broken land ahead, I saw a vast, ancient, and broken hall hanging above the abyss.
Although it is broken and ancient, it shows an attractive trend.
There are blue clouds flowing slowly in front of the broken hall.
"This is a heaven, the broken heaven of the past."
Jian Wushuang opened his mouth slowly but firmly.
Chen Qing swallowed involuntarily, and he agreed with Jian Wushuang's conclusion.
Only in places where the emperor once existed can the destiny of the emperor flow.
At present, the huge palace floating on the abyss seems to have no other name that can match its identity except Heaven.
The large division belonging to Emperor Zhenwuyang experienced the most brutal war expansion at the beginning of its establishment.
Countless Jinghong Evolution Immortals, and even Day Evolution Immortals, all participated in this ancient war.
No Yanxian knows how long this ancient war lasted, because all the participants were destroyed, and those who were not destroyed became one of the elders under Zhenwuyang.
And the number of emperors who fell in the hands of Zhen Wuyang was no less than ten.
Just as Jian Wushuang knew, there were four of them, including Yang Jun, Su He, and Dao Gong who were currently inhabiting the Boyang vase, as well as the emperor's father in the Spring and Autumn Period, Emperor Fenghua, a total of four.
And now, such a shattered former heaven was most likely established by an emperor who had been defeated by Zhen Wuyang.
"I never thought that in this dead void, there is still a broken heaven of the past." Jian Wushuang sighed softly.