The ancient terrain is vast and unknown, and it is vast and boundless.

Since the creation of the world, since the beginning of the world, the people who ascended to the ashore have never met for thousands of years, their families do not work hard to create villains, have experienced war baptisms and so on. To this day, there are still countless areas, and the scene of the ancient times when they first opened.

The vast, mysterious and unpredictable are the greatest portrayal of the ancient world.

At least in the eyes of every ancient creature, in every corner of the world, there are endless horror hidden hidden.

But among them, Xuanyuan Hill in the North Sea, Cangwu Abyss in the West, Jiuyi Busan, and Cangqiu Yin Realm are the most mysterious four realms among the ancient territories.

Not to mention those ascenaries who only came up tens of thousands of years. Even the ancient human race who were born and raised here also had many of them who didn’t know the four realms!

If it weren't for the past, Zhao Qi used the power of the Lord to swept across the entire ancient world with his wise eyes. If he couldn't do it well, even he wouldn't know the secret contained therein.

Although the vast northern region has the Yunya Mountains that cover more than half the area, it attracts the attention of countless people. However, the northern region is extremely bitter and cold, and few people stay in this territory.

Just like Zhao Qi's Tianyan Peak. Although Zhao Qi's commandment has been in constant visions all day long and the great Dao Lun sounds of the Heavenly Lord preaching and expounding Taoism are resounding every day, except for a limited number of wild beasts, even a creature has not noticed it. It's such a good opportunity to waste such a waste.

The one who truly calls the Northern Region to occupy a place in the ancient Hongjie has always been the Xuanyuan Hill in Beihai!!

In other words, one of the four supreme emperors in the ancient times, the ultimate burying mausoleum of the Qinglong Supreme!

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In the vast North Sea, the boundless waves of the sea roared and rolled, and were sweeping huge waves hundreds of feet high all the time.

Looking from afar, it is like ancient giant peaks that are connected to the sky and the earth. The dark clouds in the sky are endlessly rolling, as if they are connected with the vast waves of the North Sea. They are pitch black, making people unable to tell where the sea is and where the sky is!

Further to the land side, there are bare stone peaks lined up about a thousand feet, and a majestic tomb made of huge mountains and rivers is quietly located here.

Countless figures in black robe appeared here, but they were kneeling three steps, full of solemnity and solemnity, as if no matter what the world in the world was, they could not occupy their minds at this moment!

But they all knelt on this land, kowtowed desperately to the Supreme Mausoleum in the distance, crying loudly and unable to control themselves.

The sorrow, annoyance, reluctance, and guilt that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, is so thick that it cannot be dissolved. Even if no one tells it, just a slight feeling can shock people!

The mountains and rivers in the distance are speechless, as if from the moment its owner falls, it is quietly paying attention to this place, and silently listening to every person who comes to it, the murmurs that shock the soul...

"Your Majesty, bless my tribe! I'm not willing to give up!"

"I have not yet entered the supreme divine realm for millions of years of hard work. Your Majesty, I am guilty!" A man bowed his head to the ground, his eyes were filled with tears. Although he was trembling all over, his backbone was still as firm as iron!

"Millions of our tribe suffer in the demon world, in exchange for peace in our tribe, but we can do nothing for them.

Not only that, our clan still has bloody battles and there is no tendency to cease war. Your Majesty, after so many years, how many clan members have died innocently!…”

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. After so many years, I am still in the imperial realm and can never go further. As a human race, I cannot contribute my strength to the tribe members. I am guilty!"

"I'm guilty!"

"Your Majesty, I am guilty. I am stained with blood from my tribe. I have a lot of blood and debts. I am not willing to die!"

A man in black robe knelt on the ground. After experiencing repeated crying and pain, he finally couldn't bear the torment in his mind.

A sharp dagger in his hand stabbed straight into his heart. After frowned slightly, he passed away in silence with a look of relief.

"I am guilty, I am a human race!" Another knelt down on the ground, but never stood up again...

Crying sounds came around, and all these actions were just a corner of the edge of this land, and were inconspicuous at all. More people knelt on the ground and could not get up for a long time, as if they were praying, repenting, and atonement.

These people kneeling on the ground all hid everything about themselves in their black hoods. Here, no one would know their former names, appearances, martial arts, and power...

Everything about them is blank, and the only thing they can have is only one name with the same name as each other - the North Sea worshiper!

Against the backdrop of the roaring North Sea, the confessional cry made by the ancient humans who came to pilgrimage were mixed with it, making it even more bleak and sad...

"Senior, this is the number one holy place of our human race, is Xuanyuan Hill in Beihai?"

In a very remote corner in the distance, Tang Yuan stood beside a man in black robe, looking at thousands of people wearing black robes around him, listening to the crying sounds in his ears, and suddenly felt extremely confused and at a loss.

He was a newcomer who had just ascended to this ancient world four years ago, after the three years of protection of the "Shrine" had passed.

In just one year, the so-called "Immortal Realm" myth has long been destroyed. The aggressiveness of the gods and demons, and the terrifying and difficult survival of the human race...

One by one, it was a kind of silent pressure, and the tight barrier pressed his mind, and there was no possibility of being called a silence.

But this time, the pilgrimage to Xuanyuan Tomb in Beihai caused him to have a silent sense of identity with this world, "Is this my world, and it is also the ancient world that I will rely on to survive and maintain my life?"

"Yes. Boy! This is the ancient times! This is our ancient human race! Before His Majesty's tomb, everyone has the opportunity to repent again.

And this is also the only redemption for us executioners who are full of blood in the tribe."

A stream of sadness, despair, self-blame, and sad will rushed into the heart of the man in black robe beside Tang Yuan.

Listening to the sound of the North Sea slamming the shore in the distance, his heart was even more uneasy.

"Your Majesty... I was wrong, I really did it wrong..." Standing in front of Xuanyuan Hill, figures that had fallen under his butcher's knife kept appearing in my mind. All the despair, self-blame and sad expressions were lingering on his face, and they were also deeply imprinted in the sea of ​​heart and could not extricate themselves.

"Maybe I should really stay here and be a prisoner."

In front of him, at the edge of the Supreme Mausoleum built against the mountain, deep caves surrounded the tomb.

In each cave several feet high, there is a haggard and ragged ancient human race sitting cross-legged, silently speaking, as if dead silent.

Thick blood-red iron chains pierced their bodies, and the rusty iron chains connected to the stone-cast walls, but these people looked calm, as if they could not feel the pain at all. Instead, they had a faint sense of relief and guilt floating on his face.

This is a prisoner in the North Sea, the tombkeeper of Xuanyuanqiu, and the atonement of the ancient human race...

"Senior, this is how we kowtowed three times in one step, slowly walked into the Supreme Mausoleum, and worshiped the Supreme? Is there no shortcut?"

"Well, yes. Within a radius of thousands of miles, the Supreme Emperor's Mausoleum is still covered by the will of "Xuanyuan Canglong Supreme". It is impossible for anyone to break through the boundaries of time and space and come here directly... Under the will of the Supreme, we can only walk up step by step." The man in black nodded with a natural look and took Tang Yuan's words: "Hmm? Tang Yuan? What are you looking at? My Supreme is on--"

Just before the two of them, a erratic and unstable change of time and space was filled with endless uncertainty of the blue sword light, which pierced a corner of this space and space from nothingness.

In an instant, before they could come back to their senses, the sword light had already split into space and time, collapsed matter, and directly drew a space-time crack from the empty black hole.

The next moment, the sword light spread out, and a handsome young man with a handsome face, sword eyebrows entered his temples, and between his eyebrows was a hint of Hunyuan sword marks. His sleeves were graceful, and layers of clear air were bulging. He was wrapped in mottled fragments of time and space, and he had already walked out of the cracks of time and space.
Chapter completed!