Feng Qingyan stood quietly in the darkness, looking at the blood flowing from Hei Chen Tianyu, and was not surprised that the killing tablet could withstand the power of heaven.
If it could not be resisted, the killing tablet would have been shattered by the power of heaven. How could it still stand in the darkness and kill the sky?
At this time, he was very curious, who was the Thirteenth Emperor?
This was a bit too violent.
He had never heard of either the Twelve Heaven-Defying Emperors or the Thirteenth Emperor.
There are no legends about them among the people. Could it be that they existed before ancient times? In fact, let alone the ancient times before ancient times, even ancient times did not leave any traces in the human world, almost a blank...
Generally speaking.
The world generally recognizes that Shen Xia belongs to the ancient era, Gui Shang belongs to the middle ancient era, and All Saints belongs to the modern era.
It is basically unknown before ancient times. The most we can do is speculate based on Shen Xia or Ghost Shang.
But what is the difference from Menghe test?
"I wonder if it's ancient times or ancient times?" Feng Qingyan was curious. He never thought that such a terrifying fierce man would be born in ancient times or pre-ancient times.
At this moment, he was observing carefully, hoping to find some clues from the seven killing tablets.
The dark space is dark and oppressive, filled with rolling murderous intent.
The seven killing monuments are all stained with heavenly blood.
However, the power of Heaven in the Heavenly Blood is no longer there, and it seems that the murderous intent of the Killing Monument has been crushed to pieces. However, although the Heavenly Power in the Heavenly Blood is no longer there, it still contains terrifying power that no one dares to despise.
If you touch it rashly, you will definitely die.
He approached slowly, wanting to observe the blood of the sky carefully. After all, it was the blood of the sky, which was extremely rare. At this time, he had a question in his mind, why is there blood in the sky?
Is it because God has consciousness?
He really wanted to take some Heavenly Blood and go back to study it, but after thinking about it, he gave up. First, he could not get close to the Killing Monument, and secondly, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the terrifying power of the Heavenly Blood.
A moment later, he discovered that the blood from heaven was corroding the killing tablet, but it was resisted by the will of the extreme.
This extreme will is truly terrifying!
as time goes by.
His soul gradually could no longer bear the will of the Supreme Dao and the rolling power of Heaven, so he had to retreat into the dark space to prevent his soul from collapsing.
He rested in the bamboo forest for two days and then came to the fourth killing monument again. He entered the deep and oppressive darkness and continued to observe the real killing monument and sharpen his will through the will of the extreme.
as time goes by.
He found that his will had indeed become stronger.
The stronger your will, the closer you can get to the Killing Monument. After more than half a year of hard work, the Killing Monument is already within reach.
At this time.
It is already May of the 2349th year of the human king calendar.
When Feng Qingyan climbed out of the bronze coffin in the burial palace, it was December 2345 in the human king's calendar.
In other words, he has been awake for three and a half years.
At this time, he carefully observed each killing monument and indeed found some information.
Every killing stele here is integrated with the ultimate will of the Thirteenth Emperor, so it is called the extreme killing stele. Moreover, this extreme killing stele seems to be an extremely terrifying killing act of the Thirteenth Emperor.
Bureau.
This shocked Feng Qingyan in his heart. What kind of terrifying existence could he create such a killing plan that would make the whole world uneasy?
After all, even the sky wants to be destroyed, but it cannot be destroyed.
Based on his observations, or observing the Ji Dao Killing Monument for a long time, he knows a lot of information in Ming Ming.
The real names of these seven Ji Dao Killing Monuments are:
Seven Kills to Suppress Heaven Monument!
This name is not only fierce, but also domineering!
He also vaguely guessed some information, such as that only the will of the extreme will can resist the will of heaven.
But at this time.
He was not only curious about who the Thirteenth Emperor was, but also more curious about what this "heaven" was.
In the dark sky, layers of terrifying power from heaven would descend from time to time, but Feng Qingyan was no longer afraid.
If you have no fear, how can you be afraid of heaven?
He is indeed not afraid of the sky anymore.
After all, there is the Seven Kills Sky-Suppressing Monument blocking the way.
The seven Ji Dao killing tablets are stained with heavenly blood, exuding an eternal and monstrous murderous aura, killing Tianyu again and again...
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan's eyes finally moved away from the Seven Kills Suppressing Heaven Monument and fell into the dark and oppressive darkness.
He saw that the sky was like ink, sinking all the time, like purgatory, and seemed to never be reincarnated.
It seems to have been plunged into eternal darkness, buried for countless years.
at this time.
Feng Qingyan suddenly looked at the familiar darkness from under the Seven Kills Suppressing Heaven Monument.
In the familiar darkness, circles of terrifying black matter were swirling, making Feng Qingyan suddenly startled.
Could it be that this place is connected to the secret realm of Dongshan?
How can this be?
He quickly used the magical power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle", and his eyes passed through the black material and saw an octagonal black city shrouded in a strong death aura.
It is the city of reincarnation and death!
Why is there a city of reincarnation and death here?
This city of reincarnation and death is completely black, octagonal in shape, and filled with an extremely strong aura of death.
At this time, Feng Qingyan's eyes suddenly fell on the gate of the Dead City, and he saw two big characters of "Educating Soul".
Reincarnation!
But also at this time.
He heard a seemingly eternal roar, which seemed to be a roar after death, or a roar from ancient times!
"The day I am reborn will be the time when blood will wash over the heavens and the world!"
This roar comes from the dead city of reincarnation.
From the Thirteenth Emperor!
When Feng Qingyan was shocked by the roar, he was also a little stunned.
The Emperor died on the Thirteenth Day?
He looked at the Seven Kills Heaven-Suppressing Monument in front of him and couldn't believe it.
A dead person can still kill the sky with seven kills and a stele to suppress the sky. No wonder even the sky roars: If you die without freezing, you will be punished for your crime!
What kind of existence is this?
At this time, his eyes fell on the Death City of Reincarnation again.
Who built this city of reincarnation and death? There are thirteen in the deepest part of the Dongshan Secret Realm, and one at the edge of the Book City, a total of fourteen...
It seems like they were all made by one person.
This man seems to be even more terrifying than the Thirteenth Emperor, unimaginably so.
At this time, he was walking towards the Death City of Samsara step by step. Unfortunately, he was isolated by the black material and it was impossible to reach the Death City of Samsara.
If he could, maybe he wouldn't go to Qincheng, let alone Book City...
When he came to his senses.
Suddenly, he saw shadows appearing in the darkness around him, which made him immediately alert. He frowned and observed carefully, and saw that these shadows were extremely blurry, not to mention their appearance, and even their clothing could not be discerned.
These are really shadows.
They headed towards Feng Qingyan's back.
Feng Qingyan quickly looked back and saw that one by one was running towards the Seven Kills Heaven-Suppressing Monument, directly immersed into the Jidao Killing Monument, and disappeared in an instant.
After a while, he vaguely discovered what these shadows were.
These shadows seem to be strands of will.
They are not from the Thirteenth Emperor, but from different people. They seem to be here to bless the Ji Dao Killing Monument...
Perhaps, this is because countless millions of years have passed.
This is because the murderous intent of the Ji Dao Killing Monument has not diminished one bit.
wrong!
After a while, Feng Qingyan denied it.
These shadows and other anti-Jidao killing tablets are not of much use...
However, they wanted to kill the sky, so they joined the Ji Dao Killing Monument and dedicated their efforts regardless of whether it was useful or not.
At some point, it seemed that the darkness in front of me changed.
He suddenly realized that he was standing on an extremely majestic mountain, surrounded by billowing black mist, exuding a cold and desolate atmosphere.
Behind him is the Seven Kills Sky-Suppressing Monument.
After the Seven Kills Heaven-Suppressing Monument, there is the City of Reincarnation and Death.
He frowned. Could it be that the Thirteenth Emperor knew that he was coming, so he wanted him to see something?
He hesitated for a moment and then went down the mountain step by step.
See what's under the mountain.
On the way.
He saw invisible shadows one after another, running towards the Seven Kills Heaven-Suppressing Monument in a steady stream.
At some point, the ground beneath my feet turned into blood, and the heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into eternal darkness, a state of silence and depression.
Feng Qingyan saw that the ground was piled with corpses, with swords, guns, swords and halberds scattered everywhere, as well as all kinds of armor.
Broken remains, rotten armor, and rusty weapons.
Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood
"What is this place?"
Feng Qingyan was asking in his mind, what exactly did the Thirteenth Emperor want him to see?
These corpses include humans, animals, and humanoid creatures...
At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned. What kind of creatures were these? Why, not only had he never seen them, but he had also never heard of them?
Could it be an extraterrestrial being?
He was silent for a moment, then walked step by step, wanting to know what the Thirteenth Emperor wanted him to see.
This purgatory-like battlefield has existed for who knows how many thousands of years.
It seems to have existed since ancient times.
Here, he seemed to see a series of unyielding fighting spirits, who were still fighting after an unknown age after death.
However, in the iron and blood, he vaguely detected some different atmosphere.
An air of ignorance.
"???"
Feng Qingyan was a little stunned. What does this mean?
He was really confused at this time.
Not long after, he suddenly discovered that the shadows running toward the Seven Kills Sky-Suppressing Monument seemed to be the Immortal Will that walked out of the ancient battlefield.
Between heaven and earth, there is an unspeakable oppression, which seems to hide endless fear and terrifying suffocation, making Feng Qingyan unable to explain.
Maybe it's just his illusion.
He pondered for a moment and then walked on step by step.
Not long after, his footsteps suddenly stopped and he stared at some corpses in shock.
It was not strange for him to see corpses of gods, monsters, etc., even Buddha corpses, but there were immortal corpses.
Immortal, wasn’t Fang Chuang not long ago?
Then why are there immortal corpses here?
Could it be that immortality has already existed?
This shouldn't be the case!
Feng Qingyan couldn't figure out what went wrong.
What did he see here?
I saw immortals, demons, gods, Buddhas, demons, witches, ghosts, literature, and martial arts...
At this time, he stood still and looked at these corpses quietly, but his heart was extremely shocked.
The immortal can live forever, but he died.
The devil is undefeated, but dead.
God can reach the sky, but he is dead.
…
All dead.
At this time, he looked up at the dark sky, feeling a little sad in his heart.
At some point, his face lost all expression, leaving only numbness and ruthlessness as he stepped on the bloody water step by step.
Is this blood from God? Or from demons?
Or fairy?
Or is it literary or military?
Feng Qingyan didn't know, maybe it belonged to the enemy.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally walked through the tragic battlefield and entered an endless darkness.
I don't know how long I've been gone.
However, Feng Qingyan saw some faint light in front of him, which made him suddenly wake up.
He saw a pale crescent moon hanging in the dark sky.
The crescent moon sheds a faint moonlight.
Under the moonlight, it is a depressing swamp.
At this point, he stopped.
Through the faint moonlight, he saw the rotten dead trees, black mud, smelly blood, and incomplete wreckage in the swamp...
I don’t know when.
Gusts of dark wind blew in the swamp, becoming scary and weird.
After a while, Feng Qingyan walked towards the depths of the swamp under the faint moonlight, as if something was waiting for him in the depths of the swamp.
Shortly after.
He then saw mountains of debris piled up and rivers of blood flowing.
The swamp is dyed deep black.
Deathly rage.
And Feng Qingyan became even more confused. What was waiting for him deep in the swamp?
After a while, Feng Qingyan stopped and vaguely heard various strange sounds coming from deep in the swamp.
It seemed like a crawling struggle, a silent cry, or a violent impact.
What on earth is this place?
What does the emperor want me to see on the thirteenth day?
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but think about it, could it be a killing move by the Thirteenth Emperor against him?
But does this mean that you think too highly of yourself?
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and continued walking deeper into the swamp.
At this time, the sounds coming from the depths of the swamp became louder and louder, and their range became wider and wider, becoming densely packed and loud.
In an instant.
The death energy soared into the sky, like streaks of black light that shot straight through the sky, breaking through the sky.
Feng Qingyan felt the sudden change in his breath, but he didn't stop.
Shortly after.
He finally reached the deepest part of the swamp.
At this moment, he stood still and saw soldiers wearing ancient armor and holding halberds crawling out of the bloody mud.
Blood was constantly dripping from his body.
A densely packed area.
There are all ancient soldiers in the depths of the swamp. You can't see them at a glance, so you don't know how many there are.
Feng Qingyan's face was expressionless.
However, I was very shocked inside. What is going on?
The faint moonlight shines on ancient and worn-out armor or rusty weapons, emitting a bone-chilling cold light.
Every soldier exudes an aura of antiquity and death, but his murderous intent is so high that it makes people frightened to see them.
The soldiers may be tall or short, old or young, some have missing legs, and some have broken arms.
Almost few are intact.
Everyone's expressions were dull and silent.
There is no trace of anger.
This is a dead man!
These are all dead soldiers.
But Feng Qingyan still didn't know what was going on before him and what the Emperor wanted him to see on the thirteenth day.
So, he has been waiting.
He has no fear.
He is not afraid of anything, so why should he be afraid of these dead people?
Besides, he is still a dead ancestor.
However, how did these dead soldiers crawl out of the ground?
He saw that in addition to countless soldiers, there were ancient chariots and tall bone horses in armor...
When all the soldiers climbed out, they lined up neatly, like a marching formation.
Arranged in square formations.
Each soldier wore ancient armor and held a halberd in his hand, exuding a strong murderous aura.