Chapter 1333: Stone Platform in the Age of Mythology
These rumors are all true and not shocking.
The ancient road connects the desert and the outside world, and ends in the land where the road ends.
But the process.
But he can't grasp it, because the distance between the two is really too far.
Someone was walking forward, and the ancient road was in turmoil. They encountered very powerful creatures in this battlefield of gods and demons. It was not unheard of for them to be killed and the entire army was annihilated.
Death place.
restricted area.
Everything you need.
Even the remains of the most powerful person's body and a drop of blood can turn into boundless murderous intent.
"The dangers here are endless. If you can reach the end of this place, even if you are at the end of the road, you will definitely be famous and have the potential to become a leader-level existence!" the saint's remnant soul sighed.
"And, this vast world has existed for countless years."
"There are also weird remnant souls from the mythical age. At the same time, there are also rumors that they have given birth to some terrible creatures!"
"Someone once saw a piece of grass floating beside the ancient road. It swallowed up the rays of light and turned into supreme sword energy, cutting off a star."
"Some people once watched a ferocious bird, with its whole body exuding a faint light and burning with cold flames. It opened its mouth and swallowed a scorching sun!"
"There are even people who have seen people!"
"Walking in it, his head was cut off, leaving only his body. He was walking in nothingness, his steps were heavy, and he was like a mountain. He couldn't see everything. He held a weapon and waved it. Even a saint couldn't block the aftermath!"
"Some people speculate that it may be a creature from the mythical age!"
The remnant soul of the saint spoke out.
He told legend after legend.
Chu Feng's eyes changed.
The world is too big, and the end of the road is where martial arts shines brightest.
The sixth grade saint is far from truly powerful!
"call!"
"The myth can be traced back to the top, and the future can be seen below."
"This trip is either death or life!"
Chu Feng whispered.
He drove the flying boat and moved along the Tianyuan Ancient Road. Looking back, he could no longer see the entrance area.
No signs of life could be sensed.
itself.
It's like being in chaos, with only the shining ancient road under your feet and a few faint lights.
A few days passed by in a blink of an eye.
Chu Feng was speechless, sitting cross-legged on the flying boat and driving the flying boat forward.
"There's a body!"
Sudden.
He sensed movement and observed some changes.
There are corpses on some gravel and soil on the ancient road. They may be the creatures that fell on the road the last time the ancient road was opened, or they may be the creatures that lingered here endless years ago.
Buzz!
Some of those corpses are glowing, absorbing the power of heaven and earth.
It's like practicing.
They have existed for who knows how many years, and the blessings of residual thoughts make them unwilling to give up even if they die. They want to practice and come back against heaven.
Some are weathered and dissipated with the wind, leaving only parts.
"Why!"
Chu Feng sighed softly.
He became more and more silent.
Although this is the Tianyuan Ancient Road, here are all the prodigies and monsters from outside the territory. Or some Holy Lord-level creatures.
but.
They were all fighting for the martial arts and had to move forward, but unfortunately they fell on the road and were no longer able to do anything!
Everything before and after was filled with chaos. Seeing such a scene suddenly would cause anyone to experience fluctuations in their mood.
"The way of martial arts is cruel, like sailing against the current. Who is not fighting for the boat on this road?"
"Either life or death!"
"If you don't become a strong man, you will always be on the road!"
Chu Feng was thoughtful.
In the following time, the remnant soul of the saint was driving the flying boat, and he was in retreat.
Cultivate your own state of mind.
The realm was enough, the sixth level of saint, but as he moved forward, his heart rippled slightly, creating a ripple.
This is not a good thing.
In the long silence and chaos, we must maintain our original mind. This is also a way to temper our state of mind.
Ten days have passed.
The flying boat moved and paused slightly.
Chu Feng raised his eyes, and his body exuded a different temperament, as if he could no longer be affected by all the changes.
The mood is like water.
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and there was an existence like a stone gate standing in front of him.
on it.
There is a lot of soul power, and the handwriting is carved with the original source.
"If you pass through this door, you will never go back!"
Just like the sages, they leave warnings and pass on some words.
"Is this the real beginning?"
"Once you cross this point, you can't look back, you can only move forward!"
Chu Feng said to himself.
With firm eyes, he came on a flying boat.
"There are words on the stone door." The remnant soul of the saint spoke out.
Chu Feng glanced over the stone door.
The writing on it is mottled, as if the strong men who have walked here have all left their own traces.
Some are already about to dissipate.
Those who were once extremely powerful and contained the handwriting of the saint's origin have gradually lost their divinity.
In some cases, only a trace remains.
Can't see the writing.
The most novel thing is several large characters, some of which are extremely domineering, and some of which have unparalleled charm.
"war!"
It was a large golden character, and the imperial aura of Huangji Tiangong was very strong.
Chu Feng's eyes moved slightly, this should come from King Zhan Tian.
And next to it, there is another word.
The Taoist rhyme flows.
"road!"
"The handwriting left by father!" Chu Feng's heart moved.
On the other side, there is a fresher handwriting.
"inverse!"
Chu Feng's thoughts flashed, and a figure appeared in his mind.
"Cang Xuan!"
"Unexpectedly, we have walked the same ancient road!" Chu Feng chuckled.
Although I was just looking at the handwriting, it felt like an old friend was walking beside me.
He is relaxed.
Take control of the flying boat and move forward again.
ancient road.
After all, after being cut off, they continue to come. Although in the end, the avenues come from the same source, they want to converge into the place where they meet.
There will be countless branches.
For example, in a deserted land, there are many orthodox sects, ancient roads, etc.
Even Tianyuan is the same.
Chu Feng walked past and crossed the stone gate, and he also left a word, "Kill!"
Zhongzheng and peaceful.
On the contrary, it does not contain much murderous intent, but deep down, it is like a sea of blood!
After a moment, Chu Feng moved away from Shimen.
He moved forward again.
Tens of days passed by in a blink of an eye.
On the ancient road, there is a dead silence.
Chu Feng practices every day and cannot feel the passage of time. He is consolidating himself, studying his martial arts, and polishing his state of mind.
Although the silence of the ancient road can make people go crazy, relatively speaking, this is actually a good thing.
Because there was no crisis.
finally.
One day, Chu Feng woke up again.
Beyond the ancient road, in the boundless nothingness, there was a huge stone platform. It flew unconsciously and crashed into the ancient road. A section of it immediately exploded and turned into dust all over the sky.
The stone platform was huge, with ancient patterns outlined on it.
Countless blood is rendering it.
They are all thirsty and have lost their previous activity, but the energy contained in them is astonishing.
"The blood of the saint, even in the most central area. There is the blood of the saint king!"
Chu Feng was shocked.
The saint's remnant soul was revived, and he was extremely vigilant.
"This stone platform is filled with a terrifying force! I don't know where it comes from, but it looks like it is offering sacrifices!"
The saint's remnant soul spoke out, and he felt extremely frightened.
As the ancient road slowly progressed, out of the boundless nothingness, a terrifying stone platform covering an area several miles away fell down, blocking the way forward.
"What on earth is this?" Chu Feng was also shocked, his senses were spreading, and he seemed to see it vaguely.
In the sky above the stone platform, where many bloodstains gathered, there was a huge black stone wall standing on it, with extremely light patterns carved on it.
"From the age of myth!"
"This is the dojo of a certain creature in the age of mythology. It is used as a sacrificial platform! You have to be careful!"