I woke up after 300 million years

Sure enough, Jianhe Shenjing felt something was wrong after a second. With the bonus of Mo Qingwu's holy body, even the powerful ones in the early stage of opening the sky could not even think of hurting him at all. The speed and power of these iron branches were only about the early stage of the Holy King.

In other words, even if Mo Qingwu stood still, as long as he used the power of the Holy Body a little, he would never be injured.

Are you playing me?

After checking the sword and proof, three words came to mind.

The frozen golden phoenix ignited a blazing fire, the thick ice cubes melted, and the sharp phoenix cry echoed through the spacious stone cave.

The nine golden phoenixes quickly flew high into the sky and merged into one strangely. They expanded three to four times, became eight meters long, and spread their wings about 12 meters. Hot flames erupted from their bodies, burning everything nearby, crushing stone pillars and causing earthquakes and mountains. shaking disaster.

At this moment, the strength of the golden phoenix skyrocketed from the late stage of the Holy King to the middle stage of the other side, and it was fearless.

One move, "Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens", swoops down like a falling sun, so terrifyingly powerful!

The iron branches were also wrapped in golden flames, and hundreds of human and animal bones rushed toward the sword.

The iron branches look like whips.

Facing the attack from three parties, Jian He's face was as cold as frost and he whispered:

"One sword, buried in the sky!"

This sword, with its sharp edge, will bury the gods in the sky and the earth!

This sword was as fast as lightning, and the phoenix was split into two!

This sword was so powerful that the iron branches died instantly!

After the dust settled, the golden phoenix melted into golden water, and the iron tree collapsed. The bones of humans and animals were scattered on the ground. The three-pound corpse was corroded at a rapid rate visible to the naked eye.

Jian He seemed to have done an insignificant thing, his expression did not change at all, and he only showed a complicated expression when he looked at Mo Qingwu on the ground.

Crossing three meters in one step, he squatted down and picked up the woman. He carefully inspected the injury and was relieved to confirm that it was just a superficial injury and not deep into the bones or organs.

"Stop pretending, open your eyes and heal yourself. You are a real tiger, why do you do this to yourself."

Mo Qingwu opened one eye and asked in a sweet voice:

"Is my belly easy to touch? Is it white, tender and smooth? Do you want to keep pushing it up? My chest seems to be injured too. It's quite serious. It hurts!"

After pondering for three seconds, Jianhe gave her a shock and said in a soothing tone:

"Don't do this next time, if..."

After speaking, he hesitated for a moment, and then told him seriously, "If Xiao Xi and Xiao Cheng don't object, we can try to get along for a while, and then we'll talk."

"Really?" Mo Qingwu was so excited that she stood up straight. She didn't care about the bleeding wound on her abdomen, and her eyes were full of swords and swords.

She knew about Jianhe's children, their daughter named Jianxi, who was versatile and her sister, and their son named Jiancheng, who was in the early stage of the Saint King at the age of 23 and was gifted as his younger brother.

"I never lie." Jian He said firmly.

"Yeah!" Mo Qingwu clenched her fists to celebrate her victory, "Don't worry, I will definitely let them accept me. I even hugged them when they were very young, but..."

Mo Qingwu suddenly became solemn and asked solemnly: "If Yan Ruyu also stalks you, will you accept the same?"

"You also know that you are stalking me?" Jianhe smiled gently and explained straightforwardly, "You are different. Yan Ruyu is a married woman, and her feelings for me are more of admiration. I understand that she Because of my strength and because I am the leader of the Tao Alliance, love arose."

"So, it's absolutely impossible for me and her to be together."

Mo Qingwu blinked her eyes, "Really?"

"I feel like her kind of beautiful young woman is particularly popular with you men. For example, Kong Shu and Tie Zhen both pursued her."

Jianhe did not answer this.

From a rational point of view, he would definitely not choose Yan Ruyu. First, the opponent's talent is not as good as Mo Qingwu's. Now that Kaitian's late cultivation is at its peak, there is little hope of breaking through to the peak of Kaitian, let alone the success of overcoming the tribulation. Immortals cannot become immortals. Yan Ruyu's lifespan is only about 3000 years old, but he can live for more than [-] years. He doesn't want to bury a wife with his own hands when the time comes.

Second, the other party likes him because he is strong. Suppose that one day, he falls from the altar and is no longer the leader of the Tao Alliance. Will Yan Ruyu still like him?

Third, Yan Ruyu is too deep in the city, with a complicated heart inside her gentle and jade-like appearance. She even voluntarily married a man whom she had known for less than a year under the guidance of the former Pavilion Master of Qianshou Pavilion. She has a good reputation. He said he didn't want Qianju Pavilion to have any successors, but in fact it was just a marriage.

Jian He doesn't like Yan Ruyu's personality very much, and his preference can be seen from the title.

He always calls Yan Ruyu by his full name, and when he calls Mo Qingwu, he always calls her Qingwu.

In addition, this time only Mo Qingwu was brought here. This preference can be seen in many details.

Yan Fan, who was watching the show, said:

[Stop it when it's nice. Don't ask too many irrelevant things. You should be more generous at this time. Don't care who likes Jianhe. Treat the injury first, and then make physical contact with him intentionally or unintentionally to establish intimacy. 】

[It makes sense, senior, I, Mo Qingwu, would like to call you the Saint of Love! 】

After Mo Qingwu transmitted the message, he sat cross-legged on the ground and used exercises to treat the abdominal wound, which soon became scabbed.

[Don’t be a lover, I’m still waiting for you to call me daddy. 】

Yan Fan's voice is full of bad taste.

Mo Qingwu, who was treating his injuries, twitched the corner of his mouth.

She had said something cheerful before that really made her call Yan Fan daddy, but she was still too embarrassed to say it.

She was originally an orphan, but was picked up by the new palace master of the Fairy Palace. She found that her physique was extraordinary, and she even experienced strange phenomena in the world during her first practice, so she became her only direct disciple.

Mo Qingwu sang loudly all the way into the monastic life, and quickly rose to become one of the strongest combat forces in the Fairy Palace. Later, he was awarded the title of Guardian of Great Xia, making him the strongest young guardian.

Mo Qingwu closed her eyes to heal her wounds and pretended not to hear.

Half an hour later, the scabs on her abdomen fell off and she was back to her original state, smooth, delicate, and full of vitality.

Jianhe has been guarding the woman's side and looking down at the dry well from time to time. Every time, he can see the human face, but it disappears in the blink of an eye, and he can't sense the breath of the human face at all.

After touching her abdomen, Mo Qingwu picked up a stone and threw it at Yan Fan. She also stuck out her tongue, looking very naughty and cute.

Yan Fan burst into laughter, stretched out his hand to catch the stone, threw it backhand, and accurately fell into the dry well.

The strange thing is that after waiting for a long time, there was no sound.

"Huh?" Jianhe was confused. He picked up a bigger stone and threw it down, but there was still no sound. The bottom of the well visible to the naked eye didn't seem real.

"Is it an hallucination? Or is it a problem with the magnetic field?" The sword and his right hand were placed on his heart and he whispered, "My sword heart is as strong as a mountain. It is best that I am not disturbed by the power."

Mo Qingwu also noticed this problem and analyzed it calmly:

"The giant python at the altar, the zombies in the three bronze coffins, the nine phoenixes on the iron tree, and the human face in the dry well are inextricably related to the Tongtian Gate and the Ten Thousand Demons Hall."

"I suspect that this place is the habitat of ancient immortal cultivators, or a cave, or a special secret cultivation realm."

Among the ten major forces in the Tao Alliance, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace has always been mysterious and unsociable. It masters some kind of magic to control monsters. It is very weak in its own cultivation and has neither physical nor combat power. It mainly relies on monsters to fight and is defeated by other forces. I scoffed at it, thinking it was a force for opportunism.

This also resulted in the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall being quite extreme in character and highly emotional. They would get into fights if they disagreed with each other for even the smallest amount of time, which was a symbol of violence.

Ta-ta, tap-ta, tap-ta.

Yan Fan walked from the corner with warm steps, skipped the dry well, and walked towards the passage with blood stains on the ground.

"First go to the place where you took the photo and take a look. I'm curious about whose handiwork it was."

There are very few creatures that can survive from the Sixth Age to the present. Except for the gods of the Extraordinary Nine who can transcend life, even the demigods of the Extraordinary Seven cannot achieve immortality. Luo Pingan, Jade Rabbit and Cabbage, and Dwarf Cat Nuomi are all. Choose to seal yourself and wake up in this era, otherwise it would have been turned into the dust of history.

Yan Fan thought as he walked.

He offended a lot of people [-] million years ago. Whether it was conflicts of interest or racial conflicts, there were many gods who wanted to kill him, not to mention the ancient gods. None of the ancient gods stood by him.

This involves the mysterious spiritual world, so we must be careful. The level of danger is definitely higher than that of the Poseidon Kingdom.

Jian He and Mo Qingwu looked at each other and followed closely.

The passage was dark and silent, and the bloodstains on the ground disappeared not far away. Human faces vaguely appeared on the surrounding walls, and the walls moved invisibly. It felt like being inside the body of a huge monster.

In a daze, the entrance to the passage closed.

The three of them stopped, but the ground moved, sending them deeper.

"Same as last time, this place is ever-changing, and the environment is changing at any time." Jianhe reacted quickly, turned around and swung out his sword, the sword energy penetrated the stone wall, and the entrance from where he came appeared, "Senior, do you want to retreat?"

Yan Fan shook his head, "Let nature take its course. With your strength, this place can no longer trap you."

In the blink of an eye, the entrance closed again.

They stood still, and the environment on both sides kept changing. Many grooves appeared on the creeping walls. Ancient kerosene lamps lit up. Fireworks brought light and dispelled the darkness.

Suddenly, a strange human face was struggling in the wall. It wanted to get rid of its shackles and pushed forward with all its strength.

In just two seconds, the monster walked out of the wall. It had no facial features or hands, and its whole body was wrapped in a layer of mucous membrane. It was disgusting and terrifying.

"Did you meet him last time?" Yan Fan asked sideways.

Jianhe informed without hesitation, "No, the situation is different from last time. When I came in last time, I immediately saw a black figure that made me uneasy."

"What kind of monster is this?" Mo Qingwu took a step back in disgust and hid behind Jian He.

She has a slight mysophobia and doesn't want to attack such sticky and disgusting creatures because she is afraid of getting dirty.

Yan Fan took the initiative to approach, and as soon as he thought about it, the monster stopped in place.

"This is a kind of spirit, mixed between resentful spirits and evil spirits. It is neither accepted by reality nor recognized by the spirit world. It suffers the pain of suffocation forever, and resistance is in vain."

"This also proves that my guess is correct. This place is indeed a junction between the human world and the spiritual world."

Spirit world?

Jian He thought thoughtfully and picked up the wine flask. Later he realized that there was no wine left, so he could only tie the flask around his waist and humbly ask for advice:

"Senior, is the spiritual world you speak of a place similar to the Holy Land? Or is it a secret realm?"

Mo Qingwu held Tang Dao Honghong in her hand, with a quiet posture that was willing to listen to the details.

Yan Fan snapped his fingers, and the monster ignited flames and burned into ashes in an instant. Feeling the power in the flames, the monsters inside the wall trembled, not daring to act recklessly again.

With his hands behind his back, Yan Fan didn't hide anything and spoke slowly:

"The eternal day of the Holy Land cannot be compared with the spiritual world. The spiritual world is a complete world, larger than the human world, and belongs to the end of all the dead. In ordinary people's terms, it is similar to the underworld and hell."

"The living cannot enter the 'spiritual world', and the dead cannot leave the 'spiritual world'."

"There is an old saying in the spiritual world: The living perish and the dead live."

The living die, the dead live!

Jian He and the two were horrified. This was the murmur they heard at the altar, and an inexplicable chill filled their hearts.

Holding Tang Dao in front of her chest, Mo Qingwu said calmly:

"What do you mean, this place is just a 'transit station' and there are no treasures we want? If we want to enter any spiritual world, it must be in the form of soul?"

"Smart." Yan Fan praised, with a joyful smile in his brown eyes, "I have been looking for the spirit world recently. The clues about Jian He made me suspect that there is something extraordinary here. The facts prove that it is correct. If you are brave, you can fight Give it a try and follow me to the spiritual world, there will be what you want!"

Mo Qingwu touched Jianhe with her elbow and complained:

"It's a big loss this time! It should be eight for us and two for him."

Jianhe: "..."

Putting his left hand into the pocket of his windbreaker, and pulling up the collar of his black sweater with his right hand, Yan Fan joked comfortably:

"I am number eight, Yan Ba, and you two are number two, extraordinary number two."

"what!"

Just as the aggressive Mo Qingwu bent down to pick up the stone and prepared to throw it at Yan Fan, a girl's scream sounded from deep in the passage.