v3 Chapter 889： True demon

Feng Hao just saw that the middle-aged man transformed by the spirit and spirit will body, after being possessed by the mysterious strongman.

My heart put aside the contempt of Tianmo Mountain, even a little more dignified.

I thought Xuanxian's ancestral realm could be invincible, but now ... Feng Hao discovered that there is still a secret in Tianmo Mountain God Demon Cemetery that he didn't understand.

The middle-aged man with long hair continued to move forward, and along the way, there were still a lot of such gods and demons incarnate, behold him.

But they all seemed to receive any instructions and did not launch an attack on Feng Hao.

The devil's cemetery is covered by fog. Occasionally there are several dead trees, and the crow's cry will sound.

The crow was made of black bones, with faint green awns in his eyes, staring at Feng Hao passing under the tree.

"Even the crow is transformed by the bones of gods and monsters. Here ... it's like a ghostly land."

Feng Hao thinks that the deities of half-walk ancestors can be patterned here, as if it is a meditation.

Only dead, no living.

Even these seemingly normal human beings are transformed by the will of gods and demons.

"Alive is bound to die."

Feng Hao suddenly realized that the spar of the avenue can breed a god, and that naturally can breed a demon corresponding to the god.

Everything has two sides, yin and yang.

One thought of good and evil, one thought of gods and demons.

The spar of the avenue is in the demon cemetery, which is undoubtedly ... this is a spar of the avenue that contains the way of life and death.

...

At the same time, the ancestors of each peak and half of the trail in Tianmo Mountain gathered at this time to discuss the incident of Fenghao entering the cliff.

A half-walk ancestor Shen said, "The bottom of the cliff is the real devil's cemetery. Since ancient times, no one has been able to come back alive from the devil's cemetery. Fenghao ... I'm afraid it's less fertile."

A thin, half-walker ancestor said: "Gods ... we are all just gods, and the demons are only demons ... are the real gods, can I wait for the gods to seek the way? But Feng Hao doesn't care How to say, it is the most hopeful to be the existence of God, this one ... I hope he can live out. "

"..."

The atmosphere present was extremely dignified, and Luo Chen, who took Ye Lan to the land of the cliff, said at this time: "If he can pass the assessment of the gravekeeper, maybe he can live into the depths of the demon cemetery and see the real The demon, the old man thinks that Feng Hao may be able to get the opportunity we have sought for tens of thousands of years ... "

"You mean ... the ancestral realm of God?"

The other half trail Zu said.

hiss!

The ancestors in the field, at that time, could not help but breathe a few sighs of relief, they became half-walker ancestors for tens of thousands of years.

None of them can go further.

If only for a few years now, they will surpass their demeanor. This time, they can even see the real demon and get approval ...

Then, it is highly likely that the true God will be achieved.

Half-walk ancestors are still immortals.

But Daozu ... is the true God, omnipotent, thinking about all things living and thinking about everything dying.

And the entire Xuanxian ancestral realm, that is, the lord of the ancestral realm, Xuanyuan, was one step closer to becoming a true god.

It is a pity that it has not been recognized so much that it has become an avenue of incarnation. However, its consciousness has not died and there is still hope for return.

"If it fails ... Xuanyuan Master, I'm afraid I won't be lonely."

A half-way ancestor smiled.

There are only two consequences for entering the Devil's Tomb, either returning as a **** or ... just like the Lord of Xuanyuan Realm.

It is also to enter the avenue of enlightenment of the devil's cemetery, and finally ... turn into a avenue.

Luo Fan at the side suddenly asked, "You seniors, you all know that the juniors are the gods of the avenue, do you mean ... If the juniors want to achieve the Tongtian Avenue, the demon cemetery is also the way to go?"

The halves of the trail ancestors looked at Luo Fan and looked at each other, and then Luo Chen, the ancestor of Tongfa, nodded, "All those who want to climb the extreme path must go through."

"I……"

Luo Fan was stunned at that time, what kind of ghost is this demon cemetery!

Obviously the place where the demons are buried, why do even the living people experience such terrible things?

At this time, the other half-walker ancestor said: "The graveyard of the gods and demons represents death, and we represent life ... If you want to achieve infinite, you can only pass through life to death, and then break and stand, maybe ... this is the spar The purpose in the demon cemetery. "

"Well, just how difficult is this? Two avenue spar are alive, one avenue spar is dying, and the balance between the two lives and the one dying, you can imagine ... this death is terrible."

The half-walk ancestors were silent.

They practiced for tens of thousands of years. They were expected to impact the higher realm, but ... they were afraid of death.

Rather than enter the final avenue of the demon cemetery, it is better to ... slowly enlighten in Tianmo Mountain.

Enjoy the pleasure of living with the world.

Open your eyes and close your eyes for centuries and millennia.

...

At this moment, under the leadership of the gravekeeper, Feng Hao, who crossed the bones, finally entered the real demon cemetery.

An iron fence wall, like an ordinary cemetery, meanders out, not knowing how many miles.

Feng Hao and the gravekeeper stood at the gate of the cemetery.

There are several demon bones on both sides of the iron gate at the door. Their posture is crawling.

But to death, he didn't enter the demon cemetery.

Feng Hao felt that these gods must have gone through hardships before successfully coming here. Perhaps it was because the middle-aged man was blocked by the gods and wills, and he was seriously injured.

Did not enter the demon cemetery.

In the sense of Feng Hao, at this time, the Devil's Cemetery is more like a palace.

One needs to be recognized by the existence inside to be able to enter the demon cemetery.

Just like in the world, many dying people hope that the fallen leaves will return to their roots or be buried in the family cemetery.

This is an obsession.

The same is true of the Devil's Cemetery.

Feng Hao took a deep breath. Rao was the master of the thousand. At this time, he couldn't help feeling a little pressure.

There has never been such a place in the world.

Even Feng Dao, who had once faced Daozu, had never had such pressure, and now ... a Xuanxian ancestral world, which seemed to him to be the first level than Daqian World, gave him a feeling of palpitations.

Feng Hao took a step forward.

Suddenly!

Woo! Woo!

The mist in the devil's cemetery permeated from the iron fence, and bone crows flew out of the cemetery.

It seemed like something was scared.

Feng Hao looked at the gravekeeper nearby, and found the latter's calm eyes, at this time a hint of awe appeared.

At this time, the gravekeeper was not possessed by the mysterious existence in the demon cemetery, Feng Hao decided to ... go one step further.

Taking another step, suddenly, a pressure came.

The iron gate of the Devil's Cemetery was suddenly closed by an invisible force.

Click! Click! Click!

Then, in the land outside the demon cemetery, the sound of breaking the ground suddenly sounded.

Feng Hao looked back, and suddenly felt scalp tingling, turned out to be ... numerous strong men with long hair middle-aged, afraid to crawl out of the ground.

Feng Hao called it a gravekeeper.