I woke up after 300 million years

It's okay if I don't say it, but when I say it, Bai Ze suddenly feels horrified, especially since he was contaminated by the ancient god's cause and effect before, and now he is even more suspicious and restless.

"Brother Fan, you swear, you really saw it wrong and you didn't fool me." Bai Ze turned his head left and right. He felt an inexplicable wind lingering around him, his snow-white hair stood on end, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

Ye Xiang blinked her beautiful eyes and stared at Bai Ze's back for a long time, but found nothing.

Is there someone behind you? In this kind of environment, Ancestor would not just joke... If it was a phantom formation, we should all be hit together. In other words... there is really someone behind Bai Ze, we can't see it. ...Mu Changsheng is thoughtful and considerate.

He looked at Yan Fan.

Yan Fan gave him a "wait and see" look.

Mu Changsheng returned an "I understand" look.

Bai Ze panicked when he saw Yan Fan ignoring him.

"Brother Fan, don't be silent!"

"Do you have special eyes that can see into creatures that monks cannot see?"

"Woo... I'm still young and I don't want to die yet!"

Yan Fan walked forward on his own, pretending not to hear.

The figure lying behind Bai Ze looked like an evil ghost, with a pair of blood-red eyes, and his whole body was charred black. It was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman. It seemed as if he had been burned by fire, and he kept a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

Normally speaking, monks of their level, whether they are special soul bodies or creatures in the spiritual world, cannot escape the eyes of the law.

"Isn't it a soul body...a weird clan?" Yan Fan said to himself silently.

He thought that this forbidden area of ​​life was related to the age of mythology, and it seemed natural that creatures that could not be understood in the current era would appear.

After all, there are always things in every era that future generations cannot know the truth about.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and Yan Fan and the other three stopped suddenly, looked at the corner, and saw a tall and thin figure, with a sallow face without blood, like a mummy.

Bai Ze was startled, nervously hiding behind Ye Xiang, and asked loudly:

"Who are you!?"

Mu Changsheng held the Beihuang Sword at his waist with his right hand and said sharply:

"Don't pretend to be a fool. If you don't answer, I will kill you with one sword!"

In the restricted area of ​​life, any creature you encounter may not be alive. They may be highly aggressive and may attack them first at any time.

Facing the question, the skinny figure turned its head 180 degrees, and then turned its body.

There are seventeen red eyes on his withered face, and his mouth is torn and slightly open, with a bunch of rotten teeth crawling with worms. This face alone is enough to scare the timid monks.

Sure enough, Ye Xiang's beautiful face turned pale, and she hid behind Yan Fan, grabbing her sleeves, and her soft voice trembled, "He is so ugly, the ugliest and most terrifying creature I have ever seen!"

Yan Fan squinted his eyes and saw a figure lying on the back of the skinny old man, smiling slyly.

It’s a bit interesting. I encountered this bizarre situation just after I stepped into the restricted area... I, Chang Sheng and Ye Xiang were safe and sound. Bai Ze was the first to be hit... The guy at the corner seemed to be the offspring of humans and monsters. , could it be that these weird figures like to lie on the backs of monsters... Yan Fan analyzed it calmly.

The skinny old man changed into a comfortable posture and leaned against the stone wall, and said in a magnetic voice:

"Another group of people are here who don't care about life. They enter the Tomb of the Immortal Emperor with life, but leave without life..."

Tomb of the Immortal Emperor? Isn't this a restricted area of ​​life? Or are you trying to seduce us?

All kinds of doubts came to mind. Yan Fan quickly cleared his mind and strode over.

"Don't go, I'm afraid!" Ye Xiang grabbed Yan Fan's sleeve tightly and refused to let go.

"Sister, I'm asking you to help me, not just to watch. You're a saint, you're so scared." Yan Fan rolled his eyes and complained, pinching Ye Xiang's shoulders with both hands, "Stand up your chest, raise your head, and show off the momentum to chase me." Come!"

Ye Xiang puffed out her chest and pretended to be serious, but when she met the seventeen red eyes of the skinny old man, she turned her face away silently and said in a low voice, "Yan Fan, let's take a detour. This guy is not a good person at first glance." , to be able to survive in the restricted area of ​​life, one’s strength should not be underestimated!”

"Hahaha...hahaha..." The skinny old man laughed, put his hands behind his back, and walked closer to the three people and one auspicious beast step by step, "Little girl, you can call me old, but you can't say I'm not handsome. I remember those days when I was a strong warrior and countless fairies begged to marry me. Look at today, alas...my life has been ruined. I am a proud man, prouder than the sky, invincible in an era. Quasi-Emperor, it’s a pity... I am not satisfied with the quasi-Emperor realm, I want to rise, become the Great Emperor, conquer everything, and become the king of all races!”

As he spoke, the skinny old man became emotional.

"Empress Jinghong has cut off the path of all sentient beings to become emperors, how cruel I am!"

"I can only find a new way to come here with the other two quasi-emperors, seven hundred thousand years, a full seven hundred thousand years! We can't get out, we can never get out... The Age of Mythology The terror of the universe transcends the universe. Only now do I understand that the so-called ancient gods are a group of disasters. The power they control does not belong to the universe... Fifty percent of the creatures in the mythical age are buried here. Endless time, space and cause and effect have buried more than three immortal emperors."

"The deeper you go, the more you will understand what despair is and what it means to be haunted by weirdness. The Tomb of the Immortal Emperor is certainly tempting, but if you can't get out, it will all turn into nothingness."

"I have seen your future, just like us back then, gradually degenerating and becoming tainted with weirdness, until you die!"

"I watched with my own eyes as my companion ate me, from his arms to his thighs... The other one died even more humbly, a strong man at the pinnacle of a generation of quasi-emperors. He knelt in front of the Immortal Emperor's tomb and was forced to sacrifice flesh and blood. Soul, that scream has lasted for a hundred thousand years, and is more terrifying than the cry of a ghost!"

The seventeen red eyes of the skinny old man rolled around, which was disgusting.

Mu Changsheng unsheathed his sword and carved a ravine on the ground. His sword skills shocked the world.

"Whether you are a quasi-emperor or an immortal emperor, if you cross this line, I will kill you!"

Naturally, they will not easily believe the words of strangers, and they must be on guard against others.

The skinny old man stopped, like a candle in the wind, and spoke in a low voice:

"It doesn't matter, just kill me. Here, living is more painful than dying. My life is vigorous, but... my death is miserable."

As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny old man strode forward and crossed the ravine.

Mu Changsheng was not a soft-hearted person. With a slash of his sword, the Taoism materialized. The sword light penetrated the old man's body and split it into two.

When he was dying, the skinny old man showed an intriguing smile, "Thank you, I am finally free, you will follow in my footsteps..."

Mu Changsheng held the Beihuang Sword tightly, looking confused as he didn't understand what it meant.

The next second, Yan Fan, who was observing silently, suddenly changed his expression, grabbed Mu Changsheng and Ye Xiang and retreated.

The figure originally lying on the back of the skinny old man rushed toward Mu Changsheng like the wind.

"Beihuang Tiansha Finger!"

"The battle between the stars in the sky changes and the stars shift!"

Yan Fan struck out with one finger, and with two people and one auspicious beast, he moved his position and appeared on the ice thousands of miles away.

Ye Xiang was confused, "What are you doing?"

"Ancestor..." Mu Changsheng just spoke, and suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

The moment they landed, a figure appeared out of thin air, lying on Mu Changsheng's back, waving to Yan Fan with a strange smile. His blood-red eyes were three parts sullen and seven parts cold.

Yan Fan's expression was not very good. He stretched out his hand to grab the figure, but his palm passed through.

Visible but intangible.

What kind of creature is this?

That old bastard seemed unable to commit suicide. He deliberately provoked Chang Sheng and borrowed other people's swords to free himself. He lost his host and the strange figure immediately targeted Chang Sheng...