Chapter 1984

Ye Chong was silent. A moment later, he climbed up the tall stone steps and came to the top of the platform like a mountain.

There is a bronze throne on the commanding platform. It seems that the throne was formed when countless steel swords gathered together, just as countless ancient weapons melted into bronze soup.

Ye Zhong stood on the commanding platform and looked down at the huge school martial arts field, or battlefield. At the moment, he looked cold and thoughtful.

A moment later, ye Chong had an impulse to sit directly on the bronze throne.

After pondering for a while, ye Chong didn't control his desire, but really sat directly on the bronze throne.

At this moment, ye Chong had an illusion, as if his whole person had become an ancient statue of heaven, so he looked at the place ahead.

At this moment, the whole Dianjiang stage seems to light up, and the roar of war drums seems to come from the distant and endless time and space. Vaguely, there are some ancient pictures that begin to appear vaguely.

Ye Chong subconsciously condenses his gods. The concentration of his spirit at this moment is not an illusion, but that he really sees some ancient pictures at this moment, and it is extremely clear.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, he saw a clear picture, which was originally empty and uninhabited. It was located on the school martial arts field outside the South Tianmen gate. Suddenly, there were many ancient figures. Each of these figures had nearly unlimited potential. It can be said that they picked the stars and caught the moon. They were so powerful that they were suspected of the legendary heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Boom"

The war broke out in that place. There were terrible gods who could fluctuate and soar into the sky, covering the sky and the earth, so that the stars fell all over the sky.

It can only be said that such a battle is too fierce to imagine.

Then, ye Chong saw that the battle seemed to be over. He could vaguely see that those figures like heavenly soldiers and generals seemed to be facing black fog.

It's just that the picture is too old, and ye Chong can't be sure that the picture he sees is that the ancient strong are fighting against the weird and ominous.

Soon after, the picture changed. This time, there was a terrible smell again, and another world-shaking war broke out.

In the picture at this moment, the number of suspected strong men seems to be less than the last time, but they still kill the unknown strong man.

However, the number of strong men they returned this time seems to be less than before.

Then, another picture of battle appeared again. This time, there were fewer strong people suspected of being heavenly soldiers and generals, and there was no one tenth of the picture that ye Chong first saw.

However, each of these strong men is angry with the stars and has unparalleled combat power. Some people even have an atmosphere similar to the law of the road. Obviously, these strong people are peerless strong people who have stepped out of their own Tao. In this life, they are all terrorist figures who can compete for the position of preaching.

Seeing this scene, ye Chong felt a sense of sadness in his heart. These suspected strong soldiers and generals fought against unknown strong ones, but they did not lament or fear. Even if they died, they still continued to kill.

"This should be the truth that has happened. There have been fierce wars in the school martial arts field in front of us! Those ancient traces and incomplete relics should be left in previous wars!"

"Even the dried up blood is left because of the existence of these suspected heavenly soldiers and generals! It may even be the blood of these strong men!"

"Even the South Tianmen gate is mostly red because of the blood of these strong men!"

"Could it be that this is part of the truth about the collapse of the ancient heaven!? but it seems that this place is a mythical heaven, not a real ancient heaven!?"

Ye Chong's thoughts at the moment are somewhat confused. In the mythological age, there was indeed an ancient heaven. But in more distant times, there seems to be a mythical heaven.

In many ancient legends, the two heavenly chambers should be one, but I don't know why. After seeing what I see today, ye Chong always feels that the two heavenly chambers should be separated and belong to different legend systems.

However, the years are endless, and future generations have long forgotten it.

"If this is not the ancient heaven, but the mythical heaven. If the ancient heaven and the mythical heaven are not the same thing! Then many things may be explained!"

"The mythical heaven, I'm afraid, has unimaginable connection with the root causes of the weird and ominous. The connection may be far deeper than the imagination of the world! If you want to know the truth of the weird and ominous, you must first pursue the truth of the mythical heaven!"

This is Ye Chong's inference at the moment, but he doesn't know whether it is true.

With the disappearance of the last picture, the whole point slowly dissipated the mysterious atmosphere on the stage. If ye Chong hadn't sat on the bronze throne at the moment, he would almost think what he saw was false.

After sitting for a while and seeing no other movement, ye Zhong finally stepped down from the bronze throne. Then, he silently watched this place for a long time before turning around again and walking towards the South Tianmen gate.

This time, ye Zhong finally came to the front of Nantianmen. At this time, he also found that the distance he walked was about 100000 Li. It's hard to imagine how huge that palm was, because even an ordinary building on his palm was 100000 li away.

On this palm, ye Chong is like a mole ant, or dust, and even dust.

After pondering for a long time, ye Chong finally came to the front of the South Tianmen gate. He looked up at the three ancient gods above. He didn't know why. Ye Chong always felt that the three ancient gods were full of strange colors.

At this stage, we can finally find the strangeness and foreboding again. Because the wisps of ink like fog spread out from the South Tianmen gate, which was almost desperate.

"Since I can't leave, it seems that I must explore the root cause today."

Ye sighed again. At this point, what choice does he have? Even if he can't leave this place alive, he has no better choice.

The only hope is that the Jiutian coffin he carried with him can withstand it, but ye Chong also believes that such hope is not great.

With a sigh, ye stepped into the South Tianmen gate again. After entering the South Tianmen gate, the sacred and peaceful atmosphere dissipated completely. Behind the South Tianmen gate is not an imaginary step, but a more open space, just like a world and a mountain and river.

In front, there is a mountain, which is huge, but it is obviously cut off by unknown people, but even so, it is still towering into the clouds.

At the foot of the mountain, we can see the corpses everywhere, as well as the costumes of the mythical era, the war clothes of the lost era and so on. These corpses are not like the corpses in the war drum, full of holy smell, but with a mysterious and terrible smell. It seems that before they died, they had encountered something unimaginable.

At the end of the corpse is the broken mountain. Under the broken mountain, you can see a huge bronze tripod. The tripod is so huge that it is unimaginable. There is a faint glow rising into the sky inside, which seems to be the only color in this dark death.

Ye rubbed his eyes again and could hardly believe what he saw, because there was an old hanging piano on one side of the bronze tripod. There was no bell on the hanging piano, but there were huge heads hanging above.

The heads were dripping with blood and seemed to be still emitting light. On the forehead of these heads, there were ancient divine texts, which seemed to be their names.

"True Sirius, true quicksand, true Zodiac..."

The appearance of ancient names made Ye Chong take a breath.

Where the hell did he come from? Is it really the legendary myth of heaven?

Others may not know, but ye Zhong has read through the books of the world over the years and has been well-informed. Naturally, he understands what these names represent. In the mortal world, they are used to worship the Immortal King. Even martial artists admit that this should be an ancient fairy in the mythological era, even in the lost era, which is likely to be the real fairy in the legend!

But now he saw the heads of these people, and their names were carved on their foreheads?

Each of these heads is very fresh, as if they had just been cut off. It seems that the people who cut off their heads are too lazy to set up memorial tablets for them, but directly write their names on their foreheads, just to make it easy to distinguish who owns these heads?

"Is all this true? The fairy of the mythical heaven, the beheaded head? Fell here!?"

Leaf heavy hair upside down, feel all incredible, almost can't believe what he saw.

"Shua!"

When ye Chong was so shocked that it was almost difficult to attach, he saw that the ancient wall clock flickered slightly and disappeared. Only the bronze tripod still existed and swayed slightly.

Ye Chong's heart vibrates. What does this mean? What I saw just now is not true? Or did it exist in an unknown era? Then it was recorded by the bronze tripod?

So, if so, what is in the bronze tripod?

Since he came here, everything Ye Chong saw was unimaginable. Especially here, it was unimaginable. Looking at the bronze tripod in front of him, he was as scared as ye Chong.