Qing Ming

The two celestial senses wandered around the fairyland, but they were still unable to find out what happened inside, and the masters of the two celestial senses were Liu Qiankun and Di Feiyu who were thousands of feet away.

Liu Qiankun was not stupid, at the moment when the Colorful Light Gate appeared, an ominous premonition flashed in his heart. This premonition was a skill he had honed in countless fights before his ascension.

At the moment when the three of them were pushed away by the strength, he inadvertently raised his head and glanced at Emperor Yan, and found a cold light in his eyes, which made him make a decision: he must take Di Feiyu away .

Di Feiyu caught up with Liu Qiankun unwillingly, and when he was about to question him, the other party had already taken the lead.

"Use your immortal sense to take a look at the situation on the island."

After Di Feiyu probed, he found that his immortal consciousness was blocked by an invisible barrier, and he couldn't understand the situation on the island at all.

"What a powerful fairyland!" Di Feiyu exclaimed, and turned his head to cast a grateful look at Liu Qiankun.

After that, the two of them used their sense of immortality to wander around the fairyland, and those strange fluctuations made them understand that something unusual must be happening inside.

Whoosh!

The Immortal Realm disappeared in vain, and the immortal consciousness of the two entered it without any barriers. The two colorful arches had long since disappeared, leaving only blood stains all over the ground. A stream of turbid sea water poured out, and some unknown force pierced this deserted island...

Hundreds of powerhouses from the Three Realms seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and of course the three immortal emperors were among them.

The solitary stone pillar stood upright on the edge of the pit, like a weathercock.

"Go, go over and have a look." Di Feiyu's face turned serious, and his figure floated towards the deserted island like lightning. Liu Qiankun shook his head helplessly and could only follow behind.

Just when they set foot on this deserted island again, a blazing thunderbolt extended down from the clouds and hit the last stone pillar.

Canopy!

The stone pillar turned into powder, and thousands of rays of light radiated out, and a door of light appeared above the two of them again. Di Feiyu glanced at the large character of streamer, and said in a deep voice, "Surprise!"

Whether to enter or not to enter became a question between the two of them. Between hesitation, sea water gushed out from the deep pit, and this isolated island would be swallowed by sea water in a short time.

The dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, Di Feiyu gritted his teeth, and jumped into the light gate, Liu Qiankun almost reflexively rushed up, only to see a dazzling colorful glow rushing towards his face, shaking people's eyes. Opening their eyes, the two of them instinctively covered their eyes...

The two figures disappeared in a flash, the door of light burst open, turning into dots of colorful streamer light, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, the waves on the sea disappeared, and the isolated island slowly sank into the blue sea and blue waves.

Hahaha!

A burst of insane and strange laughter sounded beside the ears, and the sound fluctuated around the two of them, making it impossible to perceive the direction from which the sound came.

The two of them opened their eyes abruptly, and they couldn't help gasping as they looked around.

This is an endless chaotic space, the sky and the earth are dim and connected together by a layer of gray mist, and it is impossible to tell where is the sky and where is the earth.

Depression, suffocating depression, like an invisible big hand tightly stuck to the throat, even breathing became difficult.

"Could this be the legendary Tomb of Ten Thousand Immortals?" Di Feiyu tried to calm down the gloom in his heart, and murmured.

"A lot of dead people's bones." Liu Qiankun pointed to the thick white bones half protruding from the soil not far away, and he could clearly see the black cracks all over the white bones.

The two subconsciously released a ray of immortal consciousness to explore the surroundings. Unexpectedly, they were bounced back by a strange force no matter how hard they tried. They looked at each other with a look of horror on their faces.

Here, immortal consciousness is actually not as good as a pair of naked eyes...

"Haha! Two lucky little guys, welcome to the battlefield of the dead." A strange voice hidden between the sky and the earth resounded around the two of them, but it was still impossible to find out where the speaker was.

"Bastard, you hide your head and show your tail, you have the ability to come out and fight me." Di Feiyu's face turned cold, and he shouted coldly.

"Hahaha, arrogant little bird, I like it, hahaha!"

When Di Feiyu heard the word 'little bird', he trembled all over with anger, he jumped, and fell down again and again, this jump was only more than ten feet high.

There is an indescribable weirdness here, just now Emperor Feiyu was about to fly into the sky, but it seemed to be patted down heavily by an invisible big hand.

"Hahaha! I think you should save some strength to deal with the dead souls underground. By the way, I tell you that after you exhaust the spirit energy in your body, what awaits you is life, old age, sickness and death." The voice drifted farther and farther until it turned into nothingness.

Tomb of Ten Thousand Immortals, the battlefield of dead souls?What is the inevitable connection between the two?Where is the owner of that voice?Liu Qiankun's brain was thinking quickly, and the word Sichuan was twisted between his brows.

Di Feiyu didn't step forward to disturb him, but obediently sat cross-legged on the side. If he hadn't been impulsive, he wouldn't have come to this weird space out of nowhere.

call!

Liu Qiankun stood up and walked towards the scattered bones step by step.

Di Feiyu quickly stood up and followed, because he knew that Liu Qiankun must have thought of something.

He casually picked up a piece of bone, squeezed it lightly, only heard a click, and it turned into powder and fell between his fingers.

"Help digging, use pure body strength." Liu Qiankun squatted down directly, flipped his hands and took out the Qingming sword and tried his best to dig on the ground.

The soil was very soft, and it was turned over piece by piece under the Qingming sword, and pieces of gray-white bones were turned into powder under the sword, but there was no weapon blade, not even a piece of debris.

"Did you find anything like a fairy artifact?" Liu Qiankun stopped and turned his head to ask.

Di Feiyu shook his head, and dug his palms like hooks into the ground again, only to hear Liu Qiankun's confident voice next to his ears.

"Stop digging. These bones were all moved from other places. The real Tomb of Ten Thousand Immortals is not here at all."

"Haha, you smart little fellows, don't you really want to go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Immortals?"

Liu Qiankun rolled his eyes, pointed his middle finger in the air, and said with a sneer, "I knew you hadn't gone far, so you don't have to play tricks, I don't like this, just tell me if you have any conditions."

There was silence, and there was a dead silence all around. The seemingly arrogant voice actually didn't speak anymore, as if someone had stuck his throat.

"Be careful, they are about to come out. Only after passing this pass will you be qualified to help me out of this ghost place. Remember, don't use any..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and then the ground began to vibrate violently.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

A burst of dull footsteps came from far to near, and two rows of huge footprints appeared on the soft soil and quickly extended towards the two of them, but there was no one in sight.