Fantasy: If you are asked to be the Demon King, will you mass-produce the Demon Ancestor?

"King, what are those??"

Monkey San didn't know when he had woken up, and looked at the green vine not far away, and his eyes showed a little shock.

Chen Wuyi also stared at the vine not far away.

However, unlike Monkey San, there was no shock under his eyes, and some were just endless anger.

Vines, vines again, how can you see this abominable thing everywhere.

There is at the bottom of Qingfeng Mountain.

There is a virtual world.

Even here today.

Abominable, abominable, this thing is endless!!

Chen Wuyi was like crazy and muttered to himself.

"Kaito, Kaito! This damn thing again, this damn thing again! As

he spoke, his palm turned into a fist, and his palm constantly slammed on the mirror crack, wanting to shatter the crack.

Dao Dao Immortal Power burst out in his hands!

"Go back, this is not the place you should be!"

The old man looked at Chen Wuyi, who was crazy, and spoke.

A slight deep color was revealed, "At least, not now..."

Just listen to the 'click' with a loud bang!

The entire mirror completely shattered in Chen Wuyi's palm, revealing an area that could pass through one person.

Almost instantly, a majestic mist surged out like a tide.

"Ahem!!"

Almost at the moment of contact with the mist, a burning sensation appeared on Chen Wuyuan's skin.

Not only that, even Chen Wuyi's body began to appear scorched at this moment.

The immortal qi he was carrying began to burn rapidly!

The three-legged golden crow bloodline could not resist the impact of the fog!

The oil lamp in the old man's hand also began to burn rapidly at this moment.

The shackles of immortals and mortals, at this moment, seemed to be broken by Chen Wuyi.

The vast and boundless power frantically poured in from all directions from the west, towards the golden staircase.

It was also at this moment that a black lotus quietly appeared on Chen Wuyi's body.

Helped him relieve all the stress around him!

The fog in front of Chen Wuyi was sluggish.

Take a deep breath.

Not far away, the old man's face was full of shock, staring at Chen Wuyi deadly, his mouth opened several times, and finally, he chose to shut up.

Shaking his head, his figure dissipated.

Meanwhile.

An obscure and incomprehensible vast Sanskrit sound sounded in Chen Wuyi's mind.

"The living live forever, and the dead sleep forever."

"Welcome back to the Eternal Necropolis!"

Eternal Necropolis?

Listening to the voice in his head and looking at the huge and boundless cemetery in front of him, the shock in Chen Wuyuan's eyes was incomparable.

The huge cemetery, like a feast, was wrapped in that green vine, and the vast and boundless power fluctuations constantly scattered around, and at this moment, Chen Wuyi was like a traveler in a strong wind, and it was difficult to move.

Forcibly enduring the oppression around him, Chen Wuyi slowly walked towards the first tombstone.

Looking carefully, the next moment, the pupils suddenly shrunk.

I saw that it was written on it.

"Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian's Tomb!"

Chen Wuyi's face wrinkled slightly, and he looked towards the next tombstone.

"Fight over the Tomb of the Six Buddhas!"

"Qi Tian Great Sage Sun Wukong's Tomb!"

"The Tomb of the Marshal of the Canopy!"

"The tomb of Tota Heavenly King Li Jing!"

......

"The Tomb of Hao Tian, Lord of the Heavenly Court!"

Looking around, there are all the graves here, there are countless of them, and the names engraved on the tombstones make Chen Wuyian's eyes full of shock.

Among them, there are more tombstones that he does not know, but those tombstones that know living beings have shocked him beyond words.

What the hell is going on here.

What really happened in the ancient domain.

How could these, the gods and Buddhas, be buried here, and who buried them here.

If the Heavenly God Buddha had died a long time ago, then who was the Dou Sheng Buddha I met before?

Chen Wuyi muttered.

At last.

In this way, he ignored the green vines around him, shuttled through the cemetery, and constantly observed the names above the entire cemetery.

Each one is so shocking, and every single one is so heavy.

The gods of the heavenly court, the great demons of the heavens, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens...

Dead, all dead, their tombstones, standing majestically above this majestic cemetery, like lonely souls, singing lamentations.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to rejoice for the fall of the gods or remember the fall of the gods.

"Gu Domain, what happened, and why did the tombstones of these people stand here?"

He wondered why such a vast cemetery was placed on the second step of Gudu?

What is that dense black chain on the tombstone?

Also, who built it?

When Chen Wuyi set his gaze on the tombstone that towered into the clouds and peaked, his face froze.

I saw above, six big words, strong and powerful!

"Ancestral Dragon Boundless Tomb!"

Coincidence?

The moment he saw this tombstone, Chen Wuyi's face changed suddenly, and at the same time, a wave of qi that looked at the world quietly rose from his body.

At this moment, the surrounding Qingteng seemed to be aware of it, and they all began to avoid it.

The chains on the tombstones, like shackles, began to surge rapidly.

"Click, click..." The

sound of chains wrapped around the tombstone, like a gear plucking, sounded in Chen Wuyuan's mind, domineering and majestic.

Those chains, in Chen Wuyuan's eyes, were like a series of Dao, wrapped around the tombstone, like protection, or shackles.

Like a coiled dragon, it is maintained around the tombstone.

So that the tomb is not swallowed by the green vine.

At the same time, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in Chen Wuyi's mind, "You shouldn't come... You shouldn't have come so early.

"Hey... That's it. The

voice fell.

The huge tombstone suddenly disappeared into this huge cemetery.

Meanwhile.

Chen Wuyi's figure began to retreat rapidly, and time seemed to begin to pass towards the rear.

Flash.

The scene he had seen before began to look back rapidly in the form of a backwards in front of him, and one by one striking names were re-presented in front of his eyes.

In the end, his figure was stable in front of the mirror, and it was fixed in the moment when the mirror was broken.

Time freezes!

"Go back, this is not the place you should be!"

The old man's voice resounded in Chen Wuyuan's ears through the curtain!

"At least, not now!"

Chen Wuyi did not speak, nor did he continue to act, just quietly looked at the mirror in front of him, looking at everything in the mirror.

Under his gaze, the cracks on the mirror began to gradually repair, and finally, they recovered as before.

The fog re-envelops the world behind the mirror.

All that, dissipated.

Everything, as if it had fallen silent again, was silent.

Everything before....

Hallucinations?

Chen Wuyi muttered, he often played with mirage, he naturally understood that when the illusion was used to become magical, it was not too difficult to shape such a space.

Do I see the future, or the past?

Chen Wuyi muttered.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a slight change in the Purple Mansion.

At the same time, the voice of the system sounded in Chen Wuyi's mind.

[Congratulations on comprehending the Dao Seal of the Heavens! ] 】