The three giants saw everyone's expressions clearly, but they didn't say anything. If it were them, they wouldn't want to sin against the universe.
"Don't worry!"
"We are not the ones going!"
The three priests smiled and said: "We will go to the ancestral land later. I want to see the sleeping ancestors. Many of them are willing to sin against the universe!"
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
They don't want to go because they are still young.
Within hundreds of billions of years, there will be no threat of depletion of lifespan, and the desire for the King of Flat Peach Tree will become stronger and stronger.
But the sleeping ancestors are different!
They are all dying people, and they all dream of getting the Peach King Tree. Let alone sin against the universe, even if they go to the Longtan Tiger's Den, the ancestors will not frown.
"The three priests are wise!"
Everyone stood up quickly with admiration on their faces.
"Let's go!"
There was no change in the expressions of the three priests. We were all old foxes. She could still tell clearly what words she could and could not listen to.
Simply put.
She makes decisions that are beneficial to everyone, which is extremely wise.
As for the disadvantage, maybe my ancestors have been scolded for eighteen generations.
A group of people walked out of the hall.
Through the sky.
Came to a silent mountain range.
There are a large number of formations arranged around the mountain range, and there are powerful auras crisscrossing the area. From time to time, majestic spiritual thoughts sweep across, and not even a fly can fly away.
Time Mountain!
Also known as Zushan!
It is the place of origin of the Time Clan and its final destination. All high-level experts who are approaching their longevity will sleep here until the end of their lives.
As for low-level warriors, they are not qualified to sleep here.
For tens of trillions of years.
Countless powerful men have entered Zushan and brought an end to their lives.
"Who is coming?"
At this time.
A cold voice echoed in the sky and on the earth, stirring up the sky and the clouds.
Everyone looked around and saw a group of soldiers wearing armor, holding soldiers, and wearing masks on their faces, flying from the depths of Zushan, showing an aura of indifference, aloofness, and death.
Xiaoling Guard!
The department is independent of the three major institutions and has its own separate system to protect the ancestral land. It is not controlled by anyone and can only be mobilized by two people.
The first person is the Lord of Time!
The second person is the sword holder!
The three giants didn't waste any time. They took out the tokens representing their respective identities from the portable space and handed them to the commander of Xiaoling Guard.
The commander of Xiaoling Guard took the token, checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, returned the token to the three giants, and disappeared with a flicker of his body.
"Let's go!"
Sange Lao said softly.
Then, he led everyone into Zushan.
After passing through the formation, the group of people came to the foot of the mountain and looked up. The mountain was vigorous and endless, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a dim light.
With the help of moonlight, people can see gray gas floating in the void, accumulating in the sky, rolling and rolling.
It seemed extremely depressing.
Scan the mountain.
There are graves everywhere.
Most of the tombs, eroded by the years, appear dilapidated and lifeless.
Only a small number of tombs are shrouded in a light halo, accumulating dead energy, but they contain a touch of vitality.
These tombs represent that there are strong men sleeping in the tombs.
"In the ninety-seventh era of the calendar, Ji Yunfeng, a member of the lineage of magicians, is at the eighth level of the divine realm. He has participated in more than 59,000 battles of various types and killed hundreds of millions of enemies."
General Rentu walked to the nearest grave, looked at the words on the tombstone, and couldn't help but read aloud.
After everyone heard this, they bowed respectfully.
This gift.
Respect the martyrs!
Next to this tomb, there is another tomb, where a person from the 69th era of the calendar is sleeping. The head of the tomb is broken and the writing on the tombstone is blurred.
Sixty-ninth era!
Today is the ninety-ninth era!
The Suiyu clan calls one trillion an era. As for why it is called an era, it is actually very simple, because every one trillion years, the Suiyu clan has to clean up the long river of time.
The three giants led everyone and walked on the Zushan Mountain.
After a while.
Came to an older tomb group.
There are nine tombs in total.
"In the 90th era of the calendar, the hermit lineage, Mo Li, and the ninth level of the divine realm participated in more than 9,000 wars of various types and destroyed hundreds of extremely powerful civilizations!"
"In the 90th era of the calendar, the hermit lineage, Mo Liu, the eighth level of the divine realm, participated in more than 6,000 wars of various types."
"In the 90th era of the years, the hermit lineage, Mo Huai, the seventh level of the divine realm"
Among the nine tombs, sleep the oldest group of powerful men so far.
The ninetieth era!
The sleepers further ahead have almost exhausted their lifespan.
"start!"
The three giants looked at each other, took out the token again, and threw it on the nine tombs, blooming endless light and spreading endless vitality.
It's like spring returning to the earth.
The nine tombs that had been silent for nine trillion years began to tremble.
The wind howls!
A long-buried stench spreads everywhere, making people feel vomiting when they smell it.
The three giants looked at the grave.
The strong men accompanying him bowed deeply.
boom!
Sudden.
A hand as dry as bone stretched out from the grave.
After this hand came out, the gray air between heaven and earth became extremely thick. It was the twilight air, and it was almost swallowing up the last trace of life as it rolled.
"Now, what is He Chunqiu?"
A hoarse voice sounded.
Very harsh.
Like ghosts and gods whispering.
"Senior, now is the ninety-ninth era!"
Mr. Sange took a step forward, cupped his hands and replied.
His cultivation level has surpassed the divine realm, but when facing the elders with hidden veins who only have the divine realm, he respects them extremely and does not dare to have the slightest contempt.
In addition to relying on strong strength, the Suiyu clan can be passed down to this day, as well as the clan's human ethics system.
"So long?"
With a hint of emotion and a sense of loneliness in his hoarse voice, he asked again: "When will you wake me up?"
Click!
The tomb collapsed completely.
Nine old men in black robes walked out, surrounded by twilight aura, either illusory or real, like ghosts, which made people feel frightened.
"Seniors, the Peach King Tree appeared, but was taken away and fled into the Sin Universe."
Sange Lao said with his hands raised.
The pupils of the nine old men shrank sharply, and their cloudy eyes became hot at this moment.
The king of flat peach tree!
That is the way to eternal life!
For them, there is an irresistible temptation.
"issue!"
"Sin the universe!"
The leader, Mo Li, took a deep breath and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the distance.
boom!
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Qin Wudao opened his eyes and found that he was in a strange world. In this world, the divine power was extremely thin, less than one percent of what it was outside.
Looking around, the void is bloody!
It's raining.
The rain is also the color of blood.
On the ground, the bones of powerful men from all major races can be seen everywhere, piled up together to form mountains of bones stretching for thousands of miles, glowing with a faint white light.
"Is this the Sin Universe?"
Qin Wudao whispered, a little shocked in his heart. He did not expect that there would be such a strange place in the long river of time.