In the ancient Heavenly Palace, above a deserted hill, suddenly the space fluctuated, and when the light collapsed, a figure appeared.

The visitor was Fang Qingshan who was driven out of the Dharma Realm of Heaven and Earth after breaking through the realm of Dharma and appearance by the Sutra Pavilion.

I stood in the air and looked around, but I saw that hundreds of miles were covered with ruins, and no grass was growing, as if I had been affected by some destructive force. Even after thousands of years, I still had no hope.

"It seems that this place should be not far from the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum."

Feeling the power under the hills, although tens of thousands of years have passed, there is still no power that has dissipated. The remaining power gives people a sense of palpitations. Even Fang Qingshan has now broken through to the Dharma image of heaven and earth, even if he has just entered the immortal giant, he dares to fight, but in front of this force, a solemn look appeared on his face.

He could feel that there were two extreme forces intertwined here, erasing each other, but any force seemed to be weaker than the person who attacked him outside the Daxuan Empire.

And in the ancient heavenly palace, there are no one else who has this ability except the Heavenly Emperor and the invading Demon Emperor.

"The road is long and arduous, I will search up and down!"

Fang Qingshan sighed faintly.

Although he broke through two realms after entering the Ancient Heavenly Palace, he was only one step away from changing his destiny against the sky. He was an ordinary immortal giant. When he fought, it is unknown who won and who lost.

The little bit of pride that Fang Qingshan had just risen was instantly wiped out in front of these two forces.

Some of the remaining powers that have gone through thousands of years, but are still so terrifying. What's the point of being proud of me?

"Damn the Damn Sutra Pavilion, I just entered early and used the power of fate a few more times, which made me so stingy."

Seeing the remaining power below, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat. He knew that the spirit of the Sutra Pavilion must have deliberately thrown him here. If he fell into the hill accidentally, he would have to peel off even if he didn't die.

In his heart, Fang Qingshan carefully avoided the hills and quickly passed through this desolate mountain range, and rushed towards the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum not far ahead.

The Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum is the end of this ancient Heavenly Palace, where the Ancient Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor from the Outland.

When we arrived here, not only the younger generation on the list of strong men before, but also the older generation of Earth Supremes should make their debut.

According to the original trajectory, not only will there be the supreme supreme of the supreme of the Great Perfection, but the devil emperor who has been dead for many years will be resurrected, the Yan Emperor and the Martial Ancestor will come.

Fortunately, the sky collapsed and there was a tall man holding him over, and Fang Qingshan broke through to the realm of heaven and earth Dharma image. Even if he was the supreme earth, he dared to fight. Relying on the Pure Yang Flying Sword in his hand, as long as he did not face the supreme earth, there would be no big problem.

With the speed of Fang Qingshan, he quickly passed the barren hills, but the more he moved forward, the more he saw the more desolate he saw. Later, even the earth became weathered and turned into a desert.

A cemetery with no end could stand between the yellow sand, and the space around it was fragmented, which was even more terrifying than the space when I first entered the Ancient Heavenly Palace.

More importantly, the entire cemetery was shrouded in two powerful auras, and it was obvious that they belonged to the Demon Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor.

If the hill ahead is just the remnant of the aftermath of the battle, then this place is the place where the bones are buried, and the remaining power is not comparable to that before.

However, when it reached this point, Fang Qingshan naturally could not give up. Moreover, although the remaining power looked very terrifying, it would not scare him. Moreover, the most important thing is that the magical power of the One Qi Transformation of the Three Clears is inside, and he has not yet obtained it.

Fang Qingshan took a deep breath, used the Sword Technique of the Escape, and carefully avoided the space fragments around the cemetery to form turbulent flows, falling into the dark cemetery.

Buzz!

As soon as he entered, an invisible pressure made Fang Qingshan's shoulders sink, and even the spiritual power in his body became stagnant at this time.

He knew that this was the hierarchical suppression formed by the residual power of the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor.

Fortunately, they were not facing them themselves, and this was just a residual momentum. In addition, Fang Qingshan himself was not an ordinary person. With a slight adjustment, he slowly adapted to the environment here.

Only then did Fang Qingshan feel the mood to look around at the terminal station.

But I saw countless hanging mountains scattered with stars, and the earth was covered with hideous, bottomless crack abyss, winding and entrenching, like an ancient poisonous dragon.

Just as Fang Qingshan was looking at the cemetery, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and streaming lights were like stars cutting through the sky, heading straight for this place.

Soon, figures appeared, all of which were from all forces.

Fang Qingshan also saw Mu Chen, Lin Jing and the others in it, but what made Fang Qingshan feel strange was that they should have left the Sutra Pavilion before themselves, and for some reason they went to the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum.

In fact, this is also the halo of Mu Chen's protagonist. After all, they first entered the Sutra Pavilion, and then naturally did not get the opportunity to the fifth hall, and they also lacked some experience. So when they went out, the Sutra Pavilion packed them back in the same way.

Mu Chen is worthy of being the protagonist and never stops wherever he goes.

Just as soon as I arrived at the cemetery, I met my old rival Xia Hong. Of course, let alone Xia Hong, even his brother fell in Mu Chen's hands.

After beating the young man, Xia Hong also knew that he was no match for Mu Chen at all, so he immediately summoned his father, the supreme Emperor of Daxia.

Fortunately, Mu Chen was not alone, and there were people behind him. Seeing that Emperor Xia was going to bully the small, he waved his hand and called the mandala over.

With the arrival of Mandala, the others seemed to feel threatened and used their means to call out the masters of their power.

For a moment, in this Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum, powerful spiritual power fluctuated continuously soaring into the sky, and endless spiritual power filled the world, and the supreme people began to descend into this mausoleum.

Especially among these supremes, there is no shortage of supremes.

Originally, both sides had supreme supreme, and there were so many people here. In the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum, the two Mandalas were just confronting each other, and no one wanted to take advantage of others.

But he didn't expect that Mu Chen had too many enemies, and Emperor Xia had not yet dealt with it. Because the immortal golden body was killed by him, the Lord of the Holy Demon Palace of Garula was also here. In this two-on-one situation, Mu Chen fell into an absolute disadvantage in an instant.

"You really think we'll be able to eat?"

When Mu Chen saw the Holy Demon Palace and the people of Daxia who surrounded them, he couldn't help but sneer.
Chapter completed!