Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

The creatures in the two worlds collided with different sparks as they communicated with the virtual world of gods. Whether it was culture or practice, the different systems made the creatures in the God's Tomb feel like they had jumped out of the bottom of a well and saw a different world.

Zhou Xian, the instigator of all this, came to the most mysterious cemetery in the human world.

At this time, the sun has not yet set, and the cemetery is peaceful. Holy angels are casting down holy light, fairies are dancing in the sky, and the Holy Spirit is singing. The whole land seems extremely sacred and peaceful, just like the abode of fairies.

Admiring the fairies dancing in the air and listening to the hymns coming to his ears, Zhou Xian shook his head regretfully.

"Pity."

As she sighed, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared, and the sun completely sank into the horizon. In an instant, the figure of the fairy dancing in the sky paused, and her holy face began to distort.

The melodious hymns became lower and lower until they disappeared without a trace, and were replaced by strange roars that made people shudder, as if they were in the underworld.

Under the cover of night, the entire Cemetery of Gods and Demons could be heard continuously with the unwilling roars of the gods and demons. They looked up to the sky and howled, as if they were about to rush up to the Ninth Heaven for another battle.

Dark demonic energy began to surge out of the cemetery, the sky lost its color, and the world became bleak. Visions of evil spirits and phantoms of demons wreaked havoc in the cemetery, and the terrifying howls of ancient evil spirits echoed in the cemetery.

Zhou Xian looked at the cemetery of gods and demons under the night sky, his heart remaining calm, even though each of the gods and demons inside had been an earth-shaking existence in their lifetime, and each of them was a renowned and unrivaled powerful being.

"The Tomb of the Eastern Martial God Zhan Wuji"

"Tomb of Caesar, the Western God of War"

"Eastern Immortal Cultivator..."

Zhou Xian's eyes swept across the tombstones. Each tombstone buried a legendary strongman of this continent, and there were so many tombs in the cemetery that it was endless.

Even though so much time has passed, their legendary names have never been forgotten. There are still some offerings left in front of the tombstones, and judging by the traces, someone must have come to pay homage not long ago.

However, they passed away after all, leaving behind only tombstones engraved with their past deeds. Looking at these densely packed tombstones, Zhou Xian's eyes flashed, the breath of time flowed in his eyes, and pictures flashed by on the tombstones in front of him.

Each picture depicts a legendary life. As the pictures flow, Zhou Xian marvels at them and sighs from time to time.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that this war god who is so aloof in front of others is actually a chatterbox in private."

In the picture, a heroic god of war is chattering about this gossip.

"Huo, this saint is really good at playing."

In the picture, there was a huge room with a burst of lewd music coming from time to time, and the sound of whips breaking through the air could be heard as the candlelight flickered.

"…………"

Zhou Xian watched the time-traveling scenes with great interest and commented on them. The legendary lives of the powerful men were presented on the tombstones in every detail.

"Roar!!!"

While Zhou Xian was commenting, the evil spirits in the cemetery seemed to be stimulated by something and kept roaring. The whole cemetery seemed to be the eighteenth level of hell. Countless evil spirits rioted and roared, which was really creepy. The evil spirits rioted, and the roars were endless. They were originally without any intelligence and rushed directly to the tombstone to destroy the past scenes that were recalled. Some even rushed to Zhou Xian as if they wanted to tear the culprit into pieces.

Looking at the evil spirits flying all over the sky, Zhou Xian couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't it just a review of your past? Why are you so excited?"

Seeing countless evil spirits rioting, Zhou Xian shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, a familiar breath came from the depths of the cemetery. In an instant, the countless evil spirits that were rushing over paused, and then began to flee in all directions as if they had encountered something terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, the original roar of the evil spirits disappeared. Under the cover of night, the entire cemetery of gods and demons was eerily quiet. Suddenly, a voice was heard.

"Woof, damn Taoist priest, it must be you who stole their things that caused them to riot. It was only thanks to my slight intervention that I was able to suppress them."

I saw a big black dog as strong as a calf standing up and scolding the Taoist priest beside him in human language. Who else could it be but Heihuang and others?

Chen Nan looked at Duan De who was chewing a spiritual fruit and couldn't help rolling his eyes. This guy was really wicked to the extreme that he even didn't let go of the offerings. If there wasn't a deal between them, he would never associate with them.

Of course, with his current level of cultivation, he didn't dare to say it out loud, and could only secretly criticize it in his heart.

"As expected of the boss Black Emperor, he suppressed these countless evil spirits with just one move." Ruffian Long started to flatter Black Emperor.

Hei Huang listened to the flattery in his ears, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, almost to the root, and he was obviously very pleased. Not bad, not bad, this little brother is sensible, and it is worth it for the emperor to rescue him from the hands of the human demon.

"The hair on my forehead scared me to death."

A dragon with wings on its back trembled at the side. He was about a foot long, round, golden in color, and very cute, like a small golden ball.

Looking at this strange group of people in the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, Zhou Xian's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but mutter, "As expected of Duan De, wherever there is a grave, there is this guy. But how did these guys get together?"

Zhou Xian couldn't help but sigh that they were birds of a feather. Longma, Duan De, Heihuang, Ruffian Dragon, and Dragon Baby, each of them was capable of bringing disaster to the world. Now that they were gathered together, all the beings in the human world would be blessed.

However, he just shook his head helplessly, did not show up, and turned around to continue admiring this mysterious cemetery.

The exact time when the Cemetery of Gods and Demons was built is unknown. According to legend, it has existed since ancient times and is the burial place of countless gods and demons. No one knows how they died, and no one knows who built this cemetery to bury gods and demons.

However, Zhou Xian saw the origin of all this through the long river of time. This was because Dugu Baitian, the strongest man of all time, wanted to defeat "Heaven" and rewrite his destiny, but ended in failure. Then, by chance, he established the Cemetery of Gods and Demons.

The Cemetery of Gods and Demons was completed by the Demon Lord and Dugu Baitian together. This was not just to commemorate the heroes who had fought against the sky before, but it was a chess game between heaven and earth set up by the two of them to defeat the Heavenly Dao, and Chen Nan was the most important existence in this chess game between heaven and earth.

"The power of all living things."

Zhou Xian narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Chen Nan, who was digging a grave with Duan De and others. Through his body, he could see the Tai Chi Life and Death Diagram slowly rotating inside Chen Nan's body.

This Tai Chi diagram of life and death contains earth-shaking power. It has absorbed the power of the gods and demons buried in the cemetery of gods and demons, as well as the power and essence left behind by the ancient heroic spirits. Once it explodes, it will be able to destroy the world. It is a peerless treasure that is almost comparable to the immortal cauldron.

(End of this chapter)