There, there was a corpse floating in the air. It was rotten everywhere, revealing dense white flesh without a trace of blood. It was extremely pale. This body that had been dead for countless thousands of years had not turned into a pile of bones.
A little was enough to make Fang Yan feel scared.
"That's the corpse of an immortal. It should be fifty thousand years old. The body of an immortal is immortal." Little Hell explained lightly. Fang Yan took a deep breath, nodded, and looked at the body.
Move away, no matter what horrifying scenes you see along the way, it will always be silent and boundless heavy.
In the ancient times, the foreign forces that had the upper hand lost so many monks and powerful people. It can be imagined what kind of price the monks in the mainland paid to be able to preserve the ancient continent and spread it.
To this day, people from other worlds cannot forgive their sins! Fang Yan’s fists were clenched, and endless sadness spread in his heart.
Going deeper and deeper into this hell, Fang Yan saw the corpses of at least ten immortals, all of whom were immortal. From what the Little King of Hell told Fang Yan, Fang Yan learned that there were enough corpses in these ten immortals.
The five objects belong to the ancient immortals and sages.
"Here, the ancestor suppressed the corpse of an ancestor from another world ---" Little Yama suddenly paused and said with great solemnity.
Hearing the words of the Little King of Hell, Fang Yan was indescribably horrified. He lost his voice and said, "Old Zu's body?" At this moment, Fang Yan felt that these words were like that.
difficulty.
"Exactly, the corpse of the ancestor!" Little Hell King nodded affirmatively. He walked in front of Fang Yan and continued to walk without looking back. Fang Yan swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and tried to calm down the fear in his heart. After a long time,
, then asked: "Why did you tell me this?"
"Because I asked you to come here this time because it has something to do with the ancestor's body." Little Hell King once again said something that made Fang Yan extremely puzzled and shocked. He seemed to be able to feel Fang Yan's mood at this time. Little Hell King continued
Said: "There is a piece of Tianyin that was derived from the ancestor's corpse. I can't get it."
When he said this, the little King of Hell's tone was filled with a kind of heart palpitation that he had never experienced before, and a strong fear flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he had tried it before and paid a heavy price, and even almost almost
die.
Fang Yan's body trembled violently. He didn't know how to describe his mood at this time. There was no news about the last piece of Tianyin fragment that he didn't know when he would find it. Suddenly there was news. He should be extremely worried.
He was excited, but---that day, the Yin Fragment actually appeared in this lifeless hell, and even appeared under the corpse of the ancestor, which had to make him panic.
All of this is so incredible. Is it natural? Is it a coincidence? Fang Yan absolutely does not believe that all of this is a coincidence. Could it be that the ancestor who has fallen for tens of thousands of years is causing trouble? If this is true, what kind of god would it be?
Wei? He can actually affect the trajectory of heaven and earth, causing fragments of heaven to emerge, or fall under him!
"That---the ancestor's corpse---" Fang Yan struggled to spit out a few words. It was difficult to say a complete sentence. It can be seen that his mood at this time was very difficult to calm down.
"Dead but not stiff!" Little Yama said softly: "The breath can fill the sky, and the hair can break the sky!"
After hearing this, Fang Yan's lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word for a long time. The expression in his eyes was replaced by panic. The atmosphere was extremely dull and depressing. Only the little beast flashed his big eyes, unfazed.
Move, maybe, it doesn't know what kind of existence the ancestor is at all. Or perhaps, it is born with no respect and fear for the ancestor.
Fang Yan even doubted how this hell could suppress the corpse of the ancestor. If it was really as terrifying as Little Hell said, how could it be that after generations of ancestors like Little Hell? Obviously, in Fang Yan's view
Come on, it’s impossible!
"The Ancestor of the King of Hell is here?" Fang Yan instantly thought of this and blurted out, but immediately broke the idea. If the Ancestor of the King of Hell is really here, how could it be possible that the Tianyin fragment cannot be taken out? Next, the Little King of Hell
Fang Yan's words confirmed Fang Yan's thoughts: "The ancestor is not here, but he left a trace of his ancestral consciousness here to suppress the corpses and death energy in the sky. Otherwise, it's up to us?" Little King of Hell did not continue, but whoever
You can all hear the self-mockery in those emotionless words - "Have all our Canggu ancestors really perished? For tens of thousands of years, we have never heard of their existence, and not even a corpse has appeared.
, Ancestor from another world, one was sealed in the Killing God Mountain, and one fell here." Fang Yan asked. He thought of the worst, but he refused to believe it.
"Although I have never met my ancestor, our lineage has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and no ancestor has ever seen the ancestor of the King of Hell. However, I firmly believe that he has not fallen. This is not a guess, it is an innate
It feels like coming." Little Hell King turned his head for the first time, looked at Fang Yan and said, "I still have a feeling that the ancestor is waiting!"
"How do you feel? Ancestor is waiting? What are you waiting for?" Fang Yan frowned and asked in confusion. Little King of Hell nodded heavily and said, "It's just a feeling! This feeling is like something innate in our blood.
A message for us to guard and wait for! We have never lost faith. We believe that our ancestors will return one day."
"As for what to wait for, even we ourselves don't know!" Little Hades paused and continued: "But now, I think I already know." Little Hades seemed to want to finish what he had said for the rest of his life today.
"What is it?" Fang Yan asked quickly, his heart raised again. Ever since he came here, his state of mind has been like the waves in the sea, ups and downs, and endless shock.
"The prophecy from ten thousand years ago! I think the key to all this lies in Tianyin and Tiangen! As for the final glorious return, I think you can understand it now! We now know what Tianyin is, as long as we gather
Tianyin, the mysterious Tiangen should appear, and then--" Little Hell stared deeply into the dark void.
"Next, there will be another glorious moment for the mainland! Perhaps, the glory of the ancient times will be restored! Will those ancestors return?" Fang Yan was so shocked that he continued to follow the train of thought, even he himself did not dare to
Believe it, it’s exciting and shocking!
"If the prediction is correct, it must be so!" said the Little King of Hell. Fang Yan's mind was in such confusion that he simply couldn't digest this sudden and shocking secret. Are the old men in Canggu really not dead? But why have they never been?
Has it ever happened? Abandoning Canggu and ignoring it? This is impossible.
According to the feeling of the little King of Hell, it must have been passed down by the ancestors of the King of Hell with their great supernatural powers. Could it be that in the ancient times, they had foreseen that such a day would come tens of thousands of years later? How incredible is this? Unbelievable?
"If he hadn't died, where would he be?" Fang Yan murmured in a low voice.
"Whether your guess is correct or not will be revealed when you get the last piece of Tianyin fragment." After the little King of Hell said, he suddenly became extremely heavy, and shouted with extreme vigilance in his tone: "Be careful now, take care of yourself,
In front of you is where the ancestor's body is. The divine power is everywhere here, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces by the ancestor's breath!"
Fang Yan was startled again. Only then did he wake up from his chaotic thoughts. Looking at the situation around him, his expression suddenly changed. Only then did he realize that in this unknowing chaos, he
Following the Little King of Hell, he had already left the burial place of the immortal sage and came to an endless open space. Here, there was a violent and terrifying aura that Fang Yan had never encountered before, and the immortal sage
The atmosphere is totally different.
It was countless times more mysterious and profound. Standing in this aura-filled space, Fang Yan felt for no reason that he was so insignificant, as if the heaven and earth were right in front of him. He was just a speck of dust in this world, insignificant.
Can be destroyed at any time.
His heart almost stopped beating, and the hairs on his body stood on end, unable to suppress the fear in his heart. Looking at the little King of Hell in front of him, his black clothes were soaked with sweat and sticky.
On the back, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to see that its slowly moving legs are trembling slightly. It can make the little King of Hell, who has been guarding this hell for generations, and has always been lifeless and unmoved by anything, appear this kind of fear
In such an extreme state, one can imagine how terrifying the ancestor's corpse was.
As he cautiously moved forward, the terrifying aura became more turbulent, raging throughout the space. Fang Yan's whole body was shrouded in purple-gold light, and he could barely resist the invasion of the aura, but his expression was...
It is somewhat strenuous.
Suddenly, the little King of Hell in front of him stopped again and did not take a step forward. Fang Yan stepped forward and stood side by side with him. As his eyes looked away, his body shook again. There, he was lying quietly.
A corpse. This corpse was very calm. It was so calm that it was almost breathtaking. There were no fluctuations in its body, not a breath spread out, not even a trace of death. It didn't look like a dead body, but more like an old man sleeping.
Average, because even his body was intact, not as pale as a dead person should be, and not a single part of it was rotten.
Although the long black hair was slightly messy and scattered around the head, there was no trace of dryness at all - this scene was thousands of times more peaceful than the corpses we had just seen along the way.
Everything was scary, but Fang Yan felt even more panicked and horrified. The moment he looked at him, Fang Yan even felt that his heart almost broke--"What is going on?" Although
He had probably guessed it in his mind, but Fang Yan still couldn't help but ask, the words seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth with difficulty.