I woke up after 300 million years

"I don't believe it anyway." Bai Ze squeezed in between the three of them, raised his head and said, "A supreme emperor, even if he falls, his body will not decay. He is protected by the great road. This madman is clearly trying to scare us, maybe... ...There are a lot of good things in there!”

Scare us? is it necessary?

Yan Fan murmured slanderously, looking back at the sloppy man deeply.

The other party's silver-white eyes were as deep as the stars, containing all kinds of magic and runes, as if they could see through the past and present at a glance. There was a large amount of blood on the dirty cheeks, and the bronze skin was like an indestructible bronze door.

For a moment, Yan Fan felt that the sloppy man was terrifyingly powerful.

"Illusion?"

After settling his mind, Yan Fan withdrew his gaze and stared ahead. At the end was a white hole where stars gathered, and there was no way of knowing where it led.

At the moment, they can either exit the inner space of the stone wall and walk through the grassland on the left and the wetland on the right, or they can bite the bullet and go deep into it, looking for an opportunity to transcend the world and become a saint.

"Ancestor..." Mu Changsheng shouted in a low voice.

"Yan Fan..." Ye Xiang tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Fan made up his mind, "Cultivating Taoism, cultivating immortality, and cultivating immortality. Monks will encounter great disasters throughout their lives. If you hesitate, you will lose."

"We...there is no retreat at all!"

"Let's go! I want to see what happened to the emperor's corpse!"

"All fear comes from insufficient firepower. I am the best in the world, the one who has no fear of the emperor!"

Although the "large size" cannot be used, I am immortal and can protect my immortality... Yan Fan smiled relaxedly in his heart and looked at Ye Xiang.

He didn't care about the fairy's life or death. They had friendship but could not live or die together. As for Bai Ze, he had long wanted to make a stew for a tooth sacrifice, and he didn't care about her life or death.

Mu Changsheng is smart and wise, calm in situations, and only protects one person, but Yan Fan still has confidence.

Seeing that they did not listen to their advice, the sloppy man shook his head and said meaningfully:

"The way of heaven collapsed, all races were destroyed, and the nine heavens and ten earths were buried in myths."

Yan Fan paused as he stepped out and thought to himself:

Heaven's way collapses? Isn't it the main road? Could it be a mistake?

In the past, my cultivation was weak and I could not see the clues of the lower realm.

Looking back now, although the imperial realm is extremely powerful and is called the end of the Tao and the pinnacle of the law, the emperor ultimately entrusted the Tao Fruit in the avenue... A million years ago, the two emperors Fighting is unlikely to break the avenue... If the avenue is broken, wouldn't all the monks be doomed?

After all, why build a highway?

The Great Dao originates from the universe, the universe is immortal, the Great Dao is eternal, and the emperor's realm is immortal. If the universe goes to destruction and the Great Dao is no longer eternal, wouldn't those great emperors, heavenly emperors, and immortal emperors disappear and perish?

The temptation brought by immortality makes countless creatures crazy about it, but what is the end of cultivating the Tao? Why should we cultivate the great road instead of cultivating ourselves?

My girl said that I am the only ruler of the old days at present. If the universe is destroyed, I will not be destroyed. The road is at my feet.

I...seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding...the path is right, the way of cultivation is wrong...

"Yan Fan, Yan Fanfan, Yan Fanfanfan..." Ye Xiang grabbed his arm and shook it.

A soft shout reached his ears. Yan Fan calmed down and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Xiang pouted, "You have been in a daze for an hour. Can we get in?"

"An hour!" Yan Fan was stunned and confused.

His thoughts just came through, and he felt like he was full of literary thoughts, ignoring the passage of time.

This is quite normal. Many monks have a sudden enlightenment, and thousands of years are like a day, and time is like a passing cloud.

Yan Fan straightened his sleeves that were wrinkled by Ye Xiang, and turned around for the third time. He saw the sloppy man eating a pile of cooked food, lying on the ground with nothing to do, and snoring loudly.

"Are you asleep? In this environment, facing a group of strangers, you still dare to sleep unscrupulously. As expected... strong people never complain about the environment." Yan Fan joked silently.

Returning to his thoughts, Yan Fan combed the hair on his forehead back between his right fingers, smiled happily and said:

"I just remembered something happy, let's go."

"Happy things? What, I want to hear!" Ye Xiang asked like a curious kitten.

Yan Fan walked lightly and replied, "Secret."

"Secret?" Ye Xiang suddenly felt unhappy, stuck out his tongue, and groaned, "Who cares?"

Half a minute later, the three of them walked into the white cave surrounded by stars.

Bai Ze hesitated for three to five seconds, his limbs were trembling, and finally he clenched his molars and comforted himself, "Blessed by the great road, there must be no emperor corpse inside. Let me find a way out as soon as possible. I don't want to go crazy with them. I regret it." .....”

It followed closely, and the slovenly man turned over, staring at the white hole with his deep silver eyes.

"It's almost time. Once he succeeds, the way of heaven will collapse, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Grounds will perish."

The sloppy man muttered quietly to himself, continued to lie down, and fell asleep.

......

Their vision was dark, and their spiritual thoughts could not spread. Yan Fan and others tightened their nerves and sprinted quickly.

After flying for about ten minutes, a cold white light gradually enlarged.

Mu Changsheng's heart trembled, his spine felt chilly, and he said in a low and unsentimental tone:

"This...where is this?"

Yan Fan straightened his back and held the Sky Burial Sword in his hand, "That's too exaggerated. What's the truth about the restricted area of ​​life?"

"This place... definitely buried half of the creatures from the mythical era!" Ye Xiang swallowed.

As far as the three of them could see, the sky was gray and gloomy, with gray dust falling like snow, which contained the power to corrode Taoism.

Within this endless space is an endless sea of ​​bones!

Skeletons of all kinds of creatures can be found, and the number far exceeds one trillion!

"I can't believe how tragic it was back then, burying half a generation of living beings!" Mu Changsheng's hand holding the Beihuang Sword was trembling.

Even though he has seen strong winds and waves, experienced the joys and sorrows of life and death, suffered pain, despair, and his mentality has been tempered, the scene in front of him transcends cognition... Just imagine, you appear in an unknown world, except You are a living person, and the rest are bones. There are no buildings and no ecological environment. The bones pile up into mountains and pave them into the ocean, which is boundless...

This is a dead world!

Yan Fan looked around and said carefully:

"Yao Yao, Yue Guang and I were once sucked into a painting and witnessed a great battle. It was about one million years ago. In that battle, five great emperors joined forces to fight against the creatures in the dark light curtain. It was extremely miserable. A finger covered the sky and the sun, and flew away the Qi Jue Emperor. Even the Chaos Emperor looked as insignificant as an ant in front of that group of creatures. All races suffered heavy casualties, and the geniuses and heroes fell."

"There is no record of that war in today's ancient books, and all races seem to have forgotten it."

After a pause, Yan Fan emphasized his tone, "I suspect that it was not the ancient gods who buried the Mythical Age, but a group of unknown creatures that would come to the universe every once in a while to harvest."

"This era... gives me an uneasy feeling."

When Bai Ze heard this, he opened his mouth to retort, "Brother Fan, don't be joking. What kind of being can knock away the emperor with a snap of his fingers, even if it's ancient..."

The dead world suddenly changed, and the sky was covered in blood red. Bai Ze was sweating profusely and hurriedly shut up.

"Watch your mouth, isn't a story of cause and effect enough?" Ye Xiang glared at Bai Ze fiercely.

Yan Fan and Mu Changsheng looked at each other and discussed in low voices.

"The Age of Mythology is too mysterious for all races. If we can find the remnants of the Age of Mythology, especially the scriptures and Taoism of the powerful emperors..."

"However, except for the mountain of corpses and bones, there is not a single living creature here, and there are no special buildings."

"Look for it first. The ring's guidance will not be for nothing. There must be something we need here. Besides, we must find a way to get rid of the figure lying on your back."

Hearing this, Bai Ze raised his forelimbs and said eagerly:

"Brother Fan, and me, don't forget that there's something ghosty on my back too!"

Before Yan Fan could speak, a mountain of bones shook in the distance. Countless bones rolled down, revealing a mysterious altar. Nine immortal patterns outlined the pattern of a willow tree. A naked man in human form sat in the middle of the altar, absorbing the remaining remains on the bones of all races. Dao pattern.

As soon as the naked man opened his eyes, infinite imperial power swept over him.

The legs of the three people sank, their chests were sunken, and they vomited blood when they opened their mouths.

Bai Ze was even more unbearable, lying completely on the ground, unable to move.

Feeling the imperial power, Yan Fan uttered two words:

"Emperor Realm!"