The magic mountain was lifeless and dark. There were a few dead old vines hanging on the cliff, with dead bones hanging from them.
Feng Feiyun stepped on the black soil, passed through layers of dead air, and arrived at the foot of the Magic Mountain.
"Chichi."
Feng Feiyun used Yaohuang Sword to sweep away the withered vines, and the ancient characters on the cliff were revealed, which had been engraved for a long time, with a bit of sadness and sadness.
"Regret, regret, regret."
"I regret it. After all, you have to rely on yourself to build the road. This is a road of no return, a road of no return."
"If I could choose again, I would rather not have the glory of a thousand years and only look for the Taoist flowers of that day."
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These words were filled with resentment and a strong sense of unwillingness. After writing these words, they walked into the magic mountain.
Mao Laoshi's eyes widened and he said, "Second uncle, who left these words."
Feng Feiyun took out the Ascension Table. Eighteen names were engraved on it. Each name belonged to a different font and carried a special Tao.
On the ascension stage, the fonts of some of the names are very similar to the characters on the cliff.
"They should all be the sages of the Shenjin Dynasty who left their names on the Ascending Platform, and they all ended up here." Feng Feiyun sighed.
Once upon a time, leaving a name on a holy monument was such a glorious thing that even Feng Feiyun had to fight for it.
But these sages who once left their names on the holy monument gave their souls to the holy monument. After they achieved success in cultivation, they came to this magic mountain.
This became their fateful place.
What happened to them and why they wrote so many words of regret in succession.
"boom."
A ray of holy flame flew from the dark void, like the scorching sun, melting boulders.
Feng Feiyun struck with a palm of his hand, smashing the holy flame into pieces and turning it into a ball of fire rain. He sneered and said: "Yue Jueling, you are forcing me to kill."
Yue Jueling was wearing battle armor and had a slender figure. He stood among the Sumeru, followed by many monks from the Brahma Destruction Sect, and slowly walked toward the Demon Mountain.
"boom."
Feng Feiyun directly made a big hand seal, chopping hundreds of powerful monks from the Brahma Destruction Sect into powder.
Yue Jueling blocked Feng Feiyun's attack and escaped into a forbidden area of the magic mountain.
The leader of Kunlun came across the void, his aura was extremely huge, and his power filled the entire magic mountain, like a god appearing on the top of the cliff.
"Kunlun Cult Leader's cultivation has reached the realm of the Great True Saint, and he is a great evil man. We should go to the Demon Mountain and use the power of the Demon Mountain to suppress him." Feng Feiyun's body moved and disappeared from the spot.
"You escaped very quickly." The leader of Kunlun looked down with his wise eyes and found that Feng Feiyun had disappeared, so he also flew towards the depths of the magic mountain.
When one's cultivation has reached the realm of the Holy Spirit, the gap is said to be big, but the gap is also big. Sometimes it is said that the gap is small, but the gap is also small.
After all, they are all Holy Spirits, the greatest figures in heaven and earth. The path to sainthood is different, their talents are different, and the power they exert is naturally different.
The Holy Spirit may be defeated, but it is indeed extremely difficult to kill the Holy Spirit.
The Magic Mountain seems to be just a lofty mountain, but there are countless parallel dimensions. Every step you take, you may break into a world of killing. Even if a quasi-saint level character breaks in, he may die without a burial place. .
Feng Feiyun held the Ascension Platform in his hand, and the souls on the Ascension Platform became more and more restless.
In front of you, there is a stone forest, which is made up of huge rocks. The arrangement is very mysterious and can collect the essence of heaven and earth as energy.
Mao Laoshi jumped to the ground, walked around in the stone forest, and then ran out again, saying: "Second uncle, this is an ancient formation on the earth. Why don't you activate it and see what is connected to the other end?" place."
Feng Feiyun said: "No, let's move on."
Feng Feiyun walked past the ancient formation of Diji and walked towards the top of the magic mountain.
This Diji Ancient Formation must be the Banta Mountain connected to the Shenjin Dynasty. The female demon once attained enlightenment in that stone forest, and she must have known the origin of the Diji Ancient Formation at that time.
Later, the stone forest on the top of Banda Mountain and the holy monuments in the holy lake formed the Diji Ancient Formation and flew into the Yuhua Tomb. Later, the Diji Ancient Formation was destroyed by Long Jiangling and Feng Feiyun.
At that time, Feng Feiyun naturally could not have expected that the ancient formation of the Earth's End would have such a big connection. The path leading to this magic mountain was related to an ancient evil demon. If he had known about it at that time, then it would have been I definitely wouldn’t dare to touch anything related to the ancient earth-level formation.
"Second uncle, there is someone on the top of the mountain ahead." Mao Laoshi exclaimed.
Feng Feiyun raised his head and looked over, and sure enough he saw several figures standing on the dark mountain top. They were like puppets, with dull eyes, walking forward step by step.
They walked in unison, walking in an eternal pace, leaving deep footprints on the ground. These are the marks left on the ground by years of walking.
The aura on their bodies is very similar to the aura in the Magic Mountain. They are not monks from outside the territory. They seem to be living in the Magic Mountain.
"Let's go, let's follow them, step on their footprints, and see where they are going." Feng Feiyun flew over and followed the group of ragged people from a distance, along a road leading to the Magic Mountain. Walking the deep road.
Mao said honestly: "Who are they?"
"Dead man." Fu Fuyun said.
Mao Laoshi felt that the younger generation was a little chilly and said: "Dead people can still walk."
"Dead people can still talk, dead people can practice, and dead people can still marry. This is not a strange thing." Feng Feiyun looked at the ascension platform and found that several soul marks on the ascension platform were beating very hard. The appearance of these soul marks is very similar to those of the people walking in front.
However, the auras of those people walking in front were extremely powerful, and they contained the power of death, capable of killing all living creatures under the Holy Spirit.
If Feng Feiyun had not reached the Holy Spirit Realm and encountered them, he would definitely die.
They walked forward numbly, with mechanical and lifeless steps, crossing a mountain ridge, walking through a canyon, and entering deeper into the Magic Mountain.
"Feng Feiyun, the road between enemies is narrow."
An extraterrestrial Holy Spirit stood on the top of the canyon, wearing a gilt crown on his head and holding a sword at the level of a Holy Spirit vessel. He descended from the sky and chopped it down with one strike.
This extraterrestrial Holy Spirit is the famous sword of "Tianwaitian". When they were in Nanfanbu Continent, they attacked Feng Feiyun together with Yue Jueling. Later, they understood the way of the Holy Spirit and achieved the title of Holy Spirit in Nanfanbu Continent.
In the canyon, the four dead people walking in front suddenly stopped, and four powerful waves of death erupted from their bodies.
Their eyes were pale, their rotten robes lifted up, and at the same time they blasted out a wave of death.
"boom."
Mingdao's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Feng Feiyun would be followed by four such powerful beings. He quickly put his sword away to defend, but it was too late. The four forces of death bombarded him, destroying his Holy Spirit body. It was blasted to pieces and torn into pieces.
The death energy on those four dead people was so strong that it tore the Holy Spirit apart, making it impossible for the Holy Spirit's body to re-condensate.
"Wow."
The sword at the level of the Holy Spirit vessel fell from the sky, carrying the Holy Spirit's blood, and was inserted into the canyon. It kept vibrating and let out a mournful cry.
After the four dead men killed the famous sword, they became sluggish and numb again, and continued to move forward step by step, disappearing into the depths of the canyon.
"Second...Second uncle, why don't we break in? The dead people here are so evil that even the Holy Spirit was killed by them." Mao Laoshi shrank his head, a little scared.
Feng Feiyun walked up to the huge sword, a stream of Holy Spirit energy burst out from his palm, and he pinched it on the blade.
The weapon spirit in the sword was very hostile to Feng Feiyun. The sword energy was surging and it would automatically fly out of the ground and strike Feng Feiyun with one strike.
"Your master is dead, and you have been severely injured. Give up your fearless resistance." Phoenix True Fire erupted from Feng Feiyun's palm, and the flames completely covered the body of the sword, suppressing it to death.
This sword is called "Shenxiao" and is one of the eighteen Holy Spirit vessels in Tianwaitian. It has been in the world for tens of millions of years and has changed hundreds of owners.
The Shenxiao Ancient Sword was shaking violently, shaking the entire mountain to pieces, but in the end it could not resist Feng Feiyun, and was pulled up from the ground by Feng Feiyun, sending a blade of energy straight into the sky.
Feng Feiyun forcibly tamed the weapon spirit of Shenxiao Ancient Sword, put it away, and then continued to follow the steps of the four dead men.
Finally, the four dead men stopped in front of a deserted temple and stood there upright, motionless.
Feng Feiyun stood in the distance, looking at the temple, but did not step forward rashly.
"Boom."
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky. The Demon King of the World walked out of the lightning and stood in front of the temple. He glanced slightly at where Feng Feiyun was standing, and then stared at the deserted temple. He laughed and said: "Junior, the most mortal demon king, pays homage to senior Yuhua Tianzun. I have always respected my senior as a heavenly being. Today I want to sit down and discuss things with my senior. I hope senior can give me some advice."
After saying these words, the Demon King of the World walked towards the temple, his body surrounded by electric light, filled with demonic aura, and carrying a strong killing aura.
The four dead people originally stood there like stone statues. When the Last Demon King approached, their eyes suddenly turned and emitted the ultimate death light, and at the same time they took action against the Last Demon King.
"A group of dead creatures dare to block my steps."
The Last Demon King chuckled, stopped, and countless electric rays rushed out from around his body, forming a sea of electric light, and immediately chopped the four dead figures into powder and fell to the ground.
But these four piles of dust flew up, and each particle of dust was flowing with the air of death. It quickly condensed and turned into four dead bodies, surrounding the world's most evil king in four directions.
They once again took action against the Last Demon King, striking thousands of death marks.