Mysterious Unparalleled Draw

Sure enough, under the protection of the Beginning Emperor Zhong Xiang, everyone came to the Chaos Tianhe unharmed, and gradually walked towards the bottom.

"What is hidden here that needs to be sealed by Lord Human Sovereign?"

Everyone was curious, what shocking secret was hidden in this place, and it actually provoked the emperor Fuxi to come and seal the place with his own hands.

With such doubts, everyone walked down the cliff step by step.

Two days later, Xiao Fan and his group came to the bottom of the cliff and saw an extremely shocking scene, but it was no longer difficult to move forward.

Because, even with the protection of the First Emperor Zhong Xiang, the strange restriction made it impossible for everyone to take a step.

Ahead, Xianxia filled the sky, very amazing, as if the Supreme True Immortal was here, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

Vaguely, Xiao Fan seemed to see several divine coffins made of Chiyou Nine-Dragon Gold.

There were even several divine coffins made of divine gold that he couldn't even name, and the breath was extremely frightening. Just looking at it, Xiao Fan's mind was like being struck by lightning, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This was the scene he had just seen with the help of the power of the heavy pupils. Others could only see the sky full of Xianxia, ​​which was extremely spectacular and dazzling.

"There are so many divine coffins. Could it be that the ancient emperors of the past never died, but used the power of divine coffins to seal themselves in them?"

"But if this is the case, how did the great emperors of later generations prove to be emperors?"

"They all suppressed the existence of one party at that time, why did they seal themselves in the coffin of the gods, is it to deal with the holy immortals from the lower realm?"

The shock brought by the scene just now undoubtedly caused Xiao Fan to fall into more confusion.

Judging from the clues at the moment, it is very likely that what is sealed in the coffin is the body of the ancient emperor, and the reason why they sealed themselves is to deal with the holy immortals from the lower realm.

After all, the saint immortal who came to the lower realm after chasing the Void Sage Emperor is not even an opponent of the Void Sage Emperor of the Half-step Immortal King, let alone those ancient emperors.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan felt that he had found the mystery of the disappearance of the ancient emperor.

"This shouldn't be Xuan Ming's hiding place. It seems that we made a trip in vain." The old monk said melancholy.

It has been a while since they entered this small world, and he doesn't know what the situation is outside, which makes him a little worried.

After all, it was the Western Regions where he was born and raised, and he didn't want to see the disaster of the Netherworld scourge the entire Western Regions.

"Let's go, Xuan Ming is afraid that he is really hiding on the top of the mountain."

Xiao Fan nodded and led everyone up step by step.

After everyone left the bottom of the cliff, there was a faint sigh in the sky.

"A new war, is it about to start again..."

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Mount Sumeru, on the top of the mountain.

"How could this be? Did the old guy fail?"

After going through all the hardships, the old man in linen with blood deficiency finally climbed to the top of Mount Sumeru, but the scene in front of him undoubtedly made him stunned.

Not far from the front, an ancient temple is quietly located there, with a green lamp and an ancient Buddha, and a little light is like a bean.

In front of the ancient temple, an ancient Bodhi tree is as vigorous as a horned dragon. It is completely dry. Only two meters above the ground are scattered with five or six green leaves.

The ancient temple was small in scale, silent, not grand at all.There is only an ancient temple, with a stone Buddha inside, covered with thick dust, and an ancient bronze lamp next to it swaying a little brilliance.

As for the ancient Bodhi tree, six or seven people could not hug it. The ancient trunk was already hollow. If it weren't for the five or six green leaves still dotted on it, the entire ancient tree would have died.

The ancient temple and the Bodhi tree are interdependent, full of ancient meaning, making people feel the passage of hazy time and the changes of the years, bringing people endless tranquility and ancient times.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that the old guy failed in the end?"

The expression of the old man in linen became a little crazy, and his voice was hoarse involuntarily, obviously it was difficult to accept the scene in front of him.

"Mount Sumeru was opened up by him, why does this place look like this? Could it be that there is something wrong with this?"

The blood on the side was deficient, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath, for fear of attracting the anger of the sackclothed old man.

Along the way, the methods that this sackclothed old man has manifested have long exceeded his understanding. He even has a feeling that this sackclothed old man can crush himself to death with just one finger!

"What is the relationship between this old fellow and Shakyamuni the Great? Why do you react like this when you see the scene in front of you? Are they not enemies?" Xue Xu couldn't figure out the current situation.

Since coming to the ancient temple of reincarnation, Xue Xu found out that this sackcloth old man seems to be very familiar with everything here.

Even to this so-called Mount Sumeru, the old man in linen is familiar with the road, as if he opened it up here.

This had to make the blood deficiency murmur. The old man in linen was only afraid that he had a deep relationship with Emperor Shakyamuni, and the current reaction made him more convinced of this.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe that you old guy will stop here..."

The old man in linen roared, his voice seemed a little crazy, and the whole person stumbled towards the ancient temple.

Although Xue Xu had doubts in his heart, he was afraid that the old man in sackcloth would attack him, so he had to follow him and walked towards the ancient temple.

The distance was very short, and the two quickly came to the front. At this time, a strange feeling suddenly surged in Xue Xu's heart. What he saw in front of him was like an outdated historical picture, with the breath of time permeating.

Not only that, he also vaguely felt an unspeakable feeling, which made him not even dare to breathe.

"Is this really the dojo of Shakyamuni the Great?"

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