Way of Immortal Sovereign

Rumble!

Ye Hao cautiously approached the Qianzhang cliff, a terrifying'potential' was like a sacred mountain shrouded in ancient times, everywhere, making him difficult to walk, even the floating gray beads on the top of his head hummed and trembled, as if he had suffered a great deal pressure.

Ye Hao swallowed, and his heart couldn't help feeling tight. He could completely imagine that if it weren't for the protection of gray beads, the terrifying pressure here would be enough to completely crush him into blood.

"This pressure, I'm afraid, apart from the supreme-level giants, even the gods can't resist."

Ye Hao was shocked. He bit his scalp and took a few steps forward, squinting his eyes to look at the stone wall in front of him. The whole body was gray and white, and he couldn't see the material, but it was definitely not an ordinary stone. There were some tiny cracks on it, full of vicissitudes of life. The breath is extremely mysterious.

"Take it and go!"

Ye Hao gritted his teeth and stopped thinking about it. He cast his gaze to the cave at the top of the rock wall and began to climb cautiously.

This Qianzhang cliff is too weird and filled with terrifying ‘potential’. Under this shocking pressure, even the supreme-level giants can only climb like mortals and cannot escape the sky.

Fortunately, this cliff is not as smooth as a mirror. The cracks on it are just for Ye Hao's hands and feet. At this moment, he is climbing slowly like an ape.

"Who is buried in these hanging coffins?"

In the process of climbing, Ye Hao avoided the **** hanging coffins, but he was far enough away. The lifeless coffins still exude a terrifying aura, and the inexplicable Tao is faintly looming, and the scene is extremely frightening.

"These Daoist runes, are they left in the coffin before life?"

Ye Hao's expression was extremely solemn, and an unbelievable guess appeared in his heart.

In these seventy-two blood-colored hanging coffins, won't all those buried in the supreme-level giants?

Thinking of this, Ye Hao's scalp numb.

The supreme-level giant, which one is not overlooking the heavens, coercing the ten thousand domains, truly standing at the top of the pyramid.

Such a character, because of the vastness of the world, it is estimated that there is not much to be found. In fact, the threshold of the supreme realm is like a chasm of heaven. Throughout the ages, it has stopped too many amazing evildoers.

And in these seventy-two hanging coffins, if the burial was truly supreme, it would definitely be a major event that shocked the world, and it was too terrifying to imagine.

You must know that even for those Taoist traditions that stand on the top of immortality, in addition to the supreme saints, there are at most about three supreme sages in the clan. This shows how rare it is to be strong in this realm.

The seventy-two supreme sages are definitely a force that is so terrifying that they cannot be imagined. If they are still alive, it will be enough to sweep nine days and ten places. No one in the entire world can resist.

"Should be thinking too much."

Ye Hao sighed unnaturally. After all, if it was as he had guessed, the most shocking thing was not the number of these 72 Supremes.

But what a terrifying reason is that such a terrifying force capable of sweeping the world will fall.

And who, in the deepest part of this eternal land, placed these seventy-two hanging coffins.

Ye Hao sighed, shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The water inside was too deep. With his current strength, he lacked even the qualifications to explore.

Throwing away distracting thoughts, he continued to climb. As he went up, Ye Hao found that the pressure became more and more terrifying. Even the breath of the **** hanging coffin seemed to be much more terrifying. With the protection of gray beads, he There were a lot of cracks, which seemed to disintegrate at any time.

auzw.com The depths of the Eternal Land are too terrifying, especially this thousand-foot cliff, which can be called the Jedi in the Jedi.

"Soon!"

Ye Hao clenched his teeth tightly, and there was only a few tens of feet left in the cave at the top of the cliff. How could he give up easily at this point.

Finally, more than half an hour later, Ye Hao grasped a crack in the rock wall with his palm, and suddenly jumped up to the top of the cave.

Cang!

As soon as he stood still, Ye Hao flashed black lights in his hands, immediately took out the Heaven-Breaking Halberd, and looked around with extremely vigilant eyes.

Although the cave at the top was excavated on the stone wall, there was a platform more than ten feet in size at the entrance.

At this moment, on the platform, besides Ye Hao, there was only Wang Sheng who was sitting cross-headed and devoid of vitality.

Ye Hao's heartstrings were tense, and after a while, he was sure that there was no danger for the time being. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes turned to the figure sitting cross-legged not far away, and his eyes were complicated.

The Confucian King Sage, who is proficient in the essence of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, is also an original mind-study. It can be said that after Zhang Sheng, he is the most promising person in the world to compare with the master.

But so amazing and stunning, it is a pity that the person who has shocked the past and the present has fallen so unclearly on the cliff.

Ye Hao was standing on the edge of the platform at the moment, facing the constant shock of terrifying pressure.

After all, even if a supreme person like Wang Sheng falls, only the remaining coercion of the corpse, I am afraid that the ordinary supreme can't bear it, including the gray beads. At this moment, it is spinning and sinking above his head. Under extremely terrible pressure.

"What a terrifying power, is this the real strong?"

Ye Hao's eyes were solemn and solemn. This can be said to be his first close encounter with the powerhouse of the Supreme Peak. At the same time, he is also full of puzzles. Wang Sheng has entered the realm of saints with one foot, so why is he so powerful? Will fall easily.

"No wounds?"

In the silence, Ye Hao's black eyes squeezed sharply, and his face appeared unbelievable and shocked. He carefully looked at Wang Sheng's body, but he did not find the slightest wound on his body. There was no trace of blood on it, as if he had died suddenly. Death generally.

This is really weird. With Wang Sheng's strength, I'm afraid that a true saint might not be able to do anything else, so how could he be killed like a mortal?

Ye Hao's heart is a little hairy. The depths of this eternal land are too evil and weird. Not only are there so many mysterious hanging coffins, but even Wang Sheng is dead unclear. Is this place still hiding a great horror that he has not discovered?

While thinking about it, he suddenly noticed the look on Wang Sheng's face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of uncertainty appeared on his face.

Wang Sheng’s face was elegant, but at this moment his expression was a bit hideous, as if he maintained the same appearance before the fall, and even in his eyes that lacked the slightest vitality, there was still a deep despair and misery, a gray and hopeless look. Chilling.

Ye Hao's breathing was slightly stagnant, his face completely stiff, and an unprecedented storm surged in his heart.

"how come"

He took a step back unconsciously, feeling a chill in his body.

There was some fear in Ye Hao's heart, not for anything else, all because of the look left on Wang Sheng's face at the moment.

Seems familiar.

Even, it is generally no different from the desperate mood that Zhang Sheng revealed at the beginning.