A tombstone with a height of ten thousand meters and carved with ancient texts.

Whose tomb is behind the tombstone?

Who is qualified to deserve such a huge tombstone?

He Wuhen was confused, so he flew over quickly and it depends on what was going on.

When he crossed tens of thousands of miles away, he finally came to the huge stone tablet, and then he saw everything clearly.

The stone tablet, which is ten thousand meters high, stands tall and is covered with a dark color, exuding a cold, solemn and solemn atmosphere.

It seems to have lived here for thousands of years since time immemorial.

The black stone tablet of special material left traces of the erosion of the years, mottled and vicissitudes.

On the stone tablet, there are six large blood-red characters from top to bottom, vigorous and powerful, as if they want to break through the stone tablet and fly into the sky.

The tomb of the human heroes!

Apart from that, no font exists.

He Wuhen condensed the tombstone for a while, and his eyes passed over the stone tablet and looked behind the stone tablet.

Not far away is an extremely huge sinkhole, about a radius of thousands of miles.

The low-level sinkhole was filled with dark brown earth buns and tombstones were erected.

Those densely packed, tens of thousands of earth buns were all graves!

The tomb that has lived here since the ancient times after tens of millions of years!

He Wuhen's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes swept across the huge cemetery, and finally understood.

This is the core area of ​​the sixth floor of the Tongtian Tower, a cemetery where the ancient human heroes are buried!

He Wuhen was shocked, his eyes fell on the tombstones, and he looked at the rows of blurred words with a solemn expression.

The Snowland Sword King’s Tomb!

The tomb of the Taihe Heavenly King!

The tomb of the King of War of the Nine Dragons!

The tomb of the Holy Hand Dan King!

The tomb of the King of Miao Medicine, the King of Qingxu Funeral...

One grave after another, one name after another, came into He Wuhen's eyes.

He stared at the countless tombstones, and his eyes gradually fell into it.

His eyes seemed to have traveled through the long river of time and saw the scenes of the ancient times tens of millions of years ago.

He could even see one human hero after another, holding up swords and weapons, rushing into the battlefield with a firm and unyielding fighting spirit.

The swords and iron horses fly together, and the smoke of gunpowder rises everywhere.

They killed one strong enemy after another, but eventually fell into a pool of blood and died with reluctance and anger.

Gradually, He Wuhen clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and a strong sense of anger and reluctance surged in his heart.

It was not until a long time later that his mood slowly calmed down.

He stood under the huge black stone tablet standing tall, bent down deeply to the cemetery of the human heroes.

Those people are the predecessors of the human race, warriors, and pioneers of unyielding resistance.

Because of his merits, he was buried here after his death in battle and left his name in history.

With respect and piousness, He Wuhen flew into the huge cemetery, walked through the graves, and walked towards the center of the cemetery.

He wanted to know who was buried in the center of the cemetery.

The arrangement of tombs in the cemetery also has corresponding requirements. The more you rely on the tombs, the more famous the owner is in his lifetime, the greater his contribution.

An hour later, He Wuhen came to the center of the cemetery.

He finally saw that the terrain in the center of the cemetery was slightly higher than the surrounding ones, with more than a hundred graves located.

He counted carefully and found that one hundred and eight graves were surrounded in a circle.

In this circle, there are twelve larger tombs.

There is no doubt that these twelve tombs are the most important figures in this cemetery of the human heroes.

Secondly, there are the one hundred and eight slightly smaller tombs surrounding the twelve tombs.

These 120 tombs are built more exquisitely and have larger and more grander specifications.

He Wuhen understood that these characters must be great heroes of the human race, or capable generals under the throne of Emperor Xuanyuan Tian.

He carefully observed the tombstones on these tombs, and the answer quickly came out, verifying his guess.

Sure enough, there were 108 tombs surrounding them, among which the 108 generals under the throne of Emperor Xuanyuan Tian.

These 108 people were strong men from the fourth to sixth level of the Heavenly King during their lifetime, and were generals who led a hundred thousand troops.

As for the twelve tombs in the center of the cemetery, the twelve commanders under Emperor Xuanyuan Tian!

Every commander commands a million soldiers and horses, and is a powerful man at the eighth and ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm!

Not only that, He Wuhen saw the inscriptions on the tombstones, briefly describing the lives of the twelve commanders.

Only then did he realize that the twelve head coaches were all talented and stunning, and were once great heroes and heroes who were famous in all worlds.

He Wuhen could imagine that in the ancient war, the twelve head coaches would definitely rush to bravely and shine, making the enemy frightened.

His eyes swept over the twelve tombstones in turn and recorded the inscriptions on them.

Xiao Bieli, commander of Tianshan Road.

He entered martial arts at the age of eight, and advanced to the Heavenly King for two hundred years, and was the youngest Heavenly King powerhouse in the Tiannan Realm. He was behind a sword of separation and hung a green-skinned gourd around his waist. He was free and unrestrained, his sword skills were superb, drinking, killing people, and laughing.

Mo Qingchen, commander of Lingshan Road.

He practiced martial arts at the age of six, entered Taoism at the age of sixty, advanced to the Heavenly King in three hundred years, the first person to be a body technique under the Heavenly Lord, and the most beautiful woman in the southern world. He wrote the Chapter of the Dao, which was quoted as a Taoist classic in the human race. His creation of the sword technique is a soft and agile sword technique, which is unpredictable and is easy to use by gods and ghosts.

Zhai Dongliu, commander of Meishan Road...

Zhu Wenhao, commander of Taishan Road...

Huo Rang, commander of Yashan Road...

Farewell to snow, commander of the snow mountain road...

Mo Wu, commander of Canghai Road...

Guan Chen, commander of Chaohe Road...

He Wuhen never forgets the names of the twelve coaches and their life stories.

Perhaps, this is useless, but at least, I can remember these predecessors in my heart.

After a long time, He Wuhen withdrew his gaze, stood in front of the twelve graves, bent down deeply and bowed down.

But just as he bowed his head and bent down, something terrifying happened.

He found that there was a shadow beside him, stretched long by the hazy starlight.

"Shadow? There is actually someone in this cemetery?"

"Starlight? The sky is gloomy and dim, where does the starlight come from?"

He Wuhen was shocked, and subconsciously looked back and was stunned.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his face showed a very terrifying and incredible expression.

Just because, just ten meters behind him, there was a figure standing in the air three feet above the ground.

It was an old man wearing a black robe, hunched body, and bent over and hunched.

He is no one else, he is a servant of God!

The servant of God stood quietly in the air, bent over, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at the twelve graves steadily.

Above the high sky, there are stars shining brightly in the sky, sprinkling cold starlight, covering the body of the divine servant, and dragging a long shadow on the ground.

He Wuhen was inexplicably surprised. After a while, he woke up and bowed to the divine servant with a look of surprise.

"Sir God, why are you here? Haven't you passed away?"

He clearly remembered that after recasting the road to heaven, the divine servant exploded and opened the gap in the heavenly realm and sent him to the heavenly realm.

Why, the servant of God appears again now?

He Wuhen was both surprised and excited, but also confused, and hoped to get the answer from the servant of God.

However, the servant of God did not respond to his words, and still bent down and lowered his head, staring at the twelve graves, with his eyes blank.

He Wuhen frowned, and when he was confused, he observed it carefully before he suddenly realized it.

It turns out that it is not a real divine servant, but a phantom condensed by some kind of formation means!

"Strange, is this the method left by Emperor Xuanyuan Tian or the divine servant? Why do you want the divine servant to appear here?"
To be continued...