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Chapter 627 Seven Killing Heavenly Stele

heaven.

The blood gushed out.

Feng Qingyan stood quietly in the darkness, watching the blood flowing from the dark sky. He was not surprised that the Killing Monument could withstand the power of heaven.

If it could not resist, the Killing Monument would have been shattered by the might of heaven long ago. How could it still stand in the darkness and kill the sky?
At this moment, he was very curious about who the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor was.
This is a bit too fierce.

He had never heard of either the Twelve Heaven-Defying Emperors or the Thirteenth Heavenly Emperor.

There are no legends about them among the people. Could it be that they existed before the ancient times? In fact, let alone the ancient times before the ancient times, even the ancient times did not leave any traces in the human world. It was almost a blank...

Generally speaking.

It is generally accepted that Shenxia was from the ancient times, Guishang was from the medieval times, and the saints were from the modern times.

It is basically unknown before ancient times, and the most we can do is make some guesses based on Shenxia or Guishang.

But what is the difference between guessing and measuring?
"I wonder if it is from ancient times or prehistoric times?" Feng Qingyan was extremely curious. He never thought that such a terrifying and powerful person would be born in ancient times or before ancient times.

At this moment, he observed carefully, hoping to find some clues from the seven killing stone tablets.

The dark space was gloomy and depressing, filled with murderous aura.

The seven killing tablets were all stained with heavenly blood.

However, the Heavenly Might in the Heavenly Blood was no longer there, as if it had been crushed by the murderous aura of the Killing Stele. However, although the Heavenly Might in the Heavenly Blood was no longer there, it still contained a terrifying power that no one dared to underestimate.

If you touch it rashly, you will surely die.

He approached slowly, wanting to observe the blood carefully. After all, this was the blood of the sky, and it was extremely rare. At this time, he had a question in his mind: why is there blood in the sky?

Is it because heaven has become conscious?
He wanted to take some of the Heavenly Blood back to study, but after thinking about it, he gave up. First, he couldn't get close to the Killing Stele, and second, he was afraid that he couldn't withstand the terrifying power of the Heavenly Blood.

After a moment, he discovered that the Heavenly Blood was corroding the Killing Stele, but it was resisted by the Extreme Will.

This extreme will is indeed terrifying!
as time goes by.

Gradually, his soul could no longer bear the will of the Supreme Dao and the overwhelming power of heaven, so he had to retreat to the dark space to prevent his soul from collapsing.

He rested in the bamboo forest for two days, and came to the fourth Killing Monument again. He entered the dark and oppressive darkness, continued to observe the real Killing Monument, and used the Extreme Will to sharpen his will.

as time goes by.

He found that his will had indeed become stronger.

The stronger the will, the closer one can get to the Killing Monument. After more than half a year of hard work, the Killing Monument is already within reach.

At this time.

It was already May of the 2349th year of the Human King Calendar.

When Feng Qingyan crawled out of the bronze coffin in the burial palace, it was December of the 2345th year of the Human King Calendar.

In other words, he has been awake for three and a half years.

At this time, he carefully observed each of the "Kill" monuments and indeed discovered some information.

Each of the Killing Steles here incorporates the ultimate will of the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor, and is therefore called the Extreme Killing Stele. Moreover, this Extreme Killing Stele seems to be an extremely terrifying killing plan of the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor.

This shocked Feng Qingyan deeply. What kind of terrifying existence could be able to set up a killing plan that would make even the heavens uneasy?

After all, even the sky was wanted to be destroyed, but it could not be destroyed.

Based on his observation, or perhaps because he had been observing the Jidao Killing Monument for a long time, he knew a lot of information.

The real names of these seven extremely powerful killing tablets are:
The Seven Killings Heavenly Monument!
This name is not only powerful, but also domineering!
He also vaguely guessed some information, such as that only the will of the extreme way can resist the will of the heaven.

But at this moment.

He was not only curious about who the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor was, but also more curious about what this "heaven" was.

And above the dark sky, layers of terrifying divine power would descend from time to time, but Feng Qingyan was no longer afraid.

Since you have no fear in your heart, why would you be afraid of heaven?

He is indeed not afraid of heaven anymore.

After all, there is the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele blocking the way ahead.

The seven extreme killing monuments were stained with blood, emitting an eternal and inextinguishable murderous aura, which attacked the sky again and again...

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan's gaze finally moved away from the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele and fell into the dark and depressing darkness.

He saw the sky was as dark as ink, sinking continuously, just like in purgatory, as if he would never be able to be reincarnated.

It seemed to have fallen into eternal darkness, buried for countless years.

at this time.

Feng Qingyan suddenly looked at the familiar darkness from under the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele.

In the familiar darkness, there were circles of terrifying black matter spinning, which made Feng Qingyan stunned for a moment.

Could this place be connected to the Dongshan Secret Realm?
How can this be?

He quickly used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", and his eyes passed through the black matter and saw an octagonal black city shrouded in a strong aura of death.

It is the reincarnation death city!

How could there be a reincarnation city of the dead here?

This reincarnation dead city is all black, octagonal in shape, and filled with an extremely strong aura of death.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan's gaze suddenly fell on the gate of the Dead City, and indeed, he saw two large, soul-stirring characters.

Reincarnation!

And also at this time.

He heard a roar that seemed eternal, or it seemed to be a roar from after death, or a roar from ancient times!

"When I am reborn, I will wash the heavens and myriad worlds with blood!"

The roar came from the City of Death and Reincarnation.

From the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor!
When Feng Qingyan was shocked by the roar, he was also a little stunned.

The Thirteenth Heaven Emperor is dead?
He looked at the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele in front of him, somewhat unable to believe it.

A person who is already dead can actually be killed by the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele. No wonder even the heaven is roaring in anger: If he is not dead but still stiff, he should be punished!

What kind of existence is this?
At this moment, his gaze fell on the Samsara Death City again.

Who built this samsara city of the dead? There are thirteen in the deepest part of Dongshan Secret Realm, and one in the Book City, a total of fourteen...

They all seem to be the work of one person.

This person seems to be even more terrifying than the Thirteenth Day Emperor.

At this time, he walked towards the Samsara Dead City step by step, but unfortunately he was blocked by the black matter and it was impossible for him to walk into the Samsara Dead City.

If he could, maybe he wouldn't go to Qin City, let alone come to Book City...

When he came back to his senses.

Suddenly, he saw shadows appearing in the darkness around him, which made him alert. He frowned and observed carefully, and saw that these shadows were extremely blurry, not to mention their appearance, even their clothes could not be seen.

These are really shadows.

They went behind Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan looked back hurriedly and saw that they were running towards the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele, and directly plunged into the Extreme Killing Stele, disappearing in an instant.

After a moment, he vaguely realized what these shadows were.

These shadows seem to be wills.

They did not come from the Thirteen Heavenly Emperors, but from different people. They seemed to be here to bless the Extreme Killing Stele...

Perhaps, countless tens of millions of years have passed.

This is because the murderous aura on the Jidao Sha Monument has not diminished in the slightest.

wrong!

After a while, Feng Qingyan denied it.

These shadows are of little use to the Extreme Killing Monument...

However, they wanted to kill Tian, ​​so they joined the Extreme Killing Monument and contributed their strength regardless of whether it was useful or not.

At some point, it seemed as if the darkness before my eyes had changed.

He suddenly found himself standing on an extremely majestic mountain, surrounded by rolling black fog, emitting a cold and desolate atmosphere.

Behind him is the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele.

Behind the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele is the City of the Dead and Reincarnation.

He frowned. Could it be that the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor knew he was coming and wanted him to see something?
He hesitated for a moment, then walked down the mountain step by step.

See what's down there. On the way.

He saw invisible shadows running towards the Seven Killings Heavenly Monument one after another.

At some point, the ground beneath my feet turned blood red, and the world seemed to be plunged into eternal darkness, with everything being desolate, silent and depressing.

Feng Qingyan saw that the ground was littered with corpses, and swords, spears, halberds, and various types of armor were scattered everywhere.

Shattered wreckage, rotten armor, and rusty weapons.

Corpses piled up like a mountain, blood flowed like a river

"What is this place?"

Feng Qingyan was asking himself, what exactly did the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor want him to see?
These corpses include humans, animals, and humanoid creatures...

At this moment, Feng Qingyan frowned. What kind of creatures were these? Why had he not only never seen them, but also never heard of them?
Could it be a creature from outer space?
He was silent for a moment, then walked forward step by step, really wanting to know what the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor wanted him to see.

This purgatory-like battlefield has existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

It seems to have existed since time immemorial.

Here, he seemed to see a number of indomitable fighting spirits, still fighting after countless years of death.

However, among the iron and blood, he vaguely sensed some different aura.

An air of ignorance.

"???"

Feng Qingyan was a little stunned. What did this mean?
At this moment he was really confused.

Not long after, he suddenly discovered that the shadows rushing towards the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele seemed to be the immortal will walking out of the ancient battlefield.

There was an unspeakable oppression between heaven and earth, which seemed to hide endless fear and terrifying suffocation, making Feng Qingyan unable to explain.

Maybe it was just his illusion.

He pondered for a moment, then walked forward step by step.

Not long after, he suddenly stopped and stared at some corpses in shock.

He saw corpses of gods, demons, and even Buddhas, and there was nothing strange about them, but there were corpses of immortals.

Xian, wasn't it just created not long ago?

Then why is there an immortal corpse here?

Could it be that immortals have already existed?

This shouldn't happen!
Feng Qingyan couldn't figure out what went wrong.

What is he looking at here?
I saw immortals, demons, gods, Buddhas, monsters, witches, ghosts, civil servants, and martial artists...

At this time, he stood still, looking at the corpses quietly, but his heart was extremely shocked.

Immortals can live forever, but they are dead.

The devil was undefeated, yet he died.

God has great reach, yet he is dead.

……

are dead.

At this moment, he looked up at the dark sky, feeling a little sad in his heart.

At some point, there was no expression on his face, only numbness and ruthlessness, as he stepped on the blood step by step.

Is this blood from God or the devil?
Or a fairy?

Or is it literary or martial?
Feng Qingyan didn’t know, it might be the enemy.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally walked through the tragic battlefield and entered endless darkness.

I don't know how long it took.

Feng Qingyan saw a faint light in front of him, which suddenly woke him up.

He saw a pale crescent moon hanging in the dark sky.

The crescent moon casts a faint moonlight.

Under the moonlight, it is a depressing swamp.

At this point, he stopped.

In the faint moonlight, he saw the rotten dead trees, black mud, smelly blood, and incomplete wreckage in the swamp...

I don’t know when.

Gusts of cold wind blew through the swamp, making it seem scary and eerie.

After a while, Feng Qingyan walked towards the depths of the swamp under the faint moonlight, as if something was waiting for him in the depths of the swamp.

Shortly after.

He saw debris piled up like mountains and blood flowing like rivers.

The swamp was dyed a deep black.

The air of death is overwhelming.

Feng Qingyan became even more confused. What was waiting for him in the depths of the swamp?
After a while, Feng Qingyan stopped and vaguely heard all kinds of strange noises coming from the depths of the swamp.

It seemed like a crawling struggle, or a silent cry, or a tragic collision.

What on earth is this place?
What does the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor want me to see?
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but wonder, could this be a killing tactic set up by the Thirteenth Day Emperor against him?

But isn't this too high an opinion of myself?
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and continued to walk deeper into the swamp.

At this time, the sounds coming from the depths of the swamp became louder and louder, and the range became wider and wider, until they were densely packed together and formed a large area.

In an instant.

The deathly aura surged into the sky, like black rays of light breaking through the sky.

Feng Qingyan felt the sudden change in the aura, but did not stop.

Shortly after.

He finally reached the deepest part of the swamp.

At this moment he stood still, watching soldiers wearing ancient helmets and armor, holding spears in their hands, constantly crawling out of the bloody mud.

Blood continued to drip from his body.

A large area of ​​densely packed.

The depths of the swamp were filled with ancient soldiers, too numerous to count at a glance and no one knew how many there were.

Feng Qingyan had no expression on his face.

However, I was shocked inside. What was going on?
The faint moonlight, shining on the old and worn-out helmets and armor, or the rusty weapons, actually emits a bone-chilling cold light.

Every soldier exuded an ancient and deadly aura, and the murderous intent was so strong that it was frightening to see.

The soldiers were some tall, some short, some old, some young, some missing legs, some with broken arms.

Few are left intact.

Everyone's expression was dull and silent.

There is not a trace of life.

This is a dead person!

These are all dead soldiers.

But Feng Qingyan still didn’t know what was happening in front of him, and what the Thirteenth Heaven Emperor wanted him to see.

So, he kept waiting.

He has no fear.

He is not afraid of the sky, so why would he be afraid of these dead people?
Besides, he is the ancestor of the dead.

However, how did these dead soldiers crawl out from underground?
He saw that in addition to countless soldiers, there were also ancient chariots and tall armored bone horses...

When all the soldiers crawled out, they lined up neatly like a marching formation.

They were arranged in square formations.

Every soldier was wearing ancient helmet and armor, holding a spear in his hand, exuding a strong murderous aura.

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