Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 1046
"Look! What the hell is that?"

"Oh my god..." The uproar continued.

In the eyes of everyone, a pair of terrifying white bones floated on the surface of the sea. These white bones gleamed strangely, as if they had been dead for countless years, but they still contained powerful demon power in their bodies.

"That's the ancient poisonous scorpion... the sky-splitting condor... and the remains of the green-eyed tiger..."

"Wait! That's the human god body, and these broken weapons."

Boom!Looking at the monster bones and human wreckage in the sea, everyone was dumbfounded, and when there was a buzzing in their heads, their hearts were even more turbulent.

Because this is not an ordinary monster race, but a monster beast that is almost extinct, and has a high level of cultivation, even if it has fallen for countless years and turned into a pair of bones, it still contains powerful monster power.

"Thousands of years have passed since the death of these demon skeletons, but they still contain such powerful demon power. Their strength in life was at least at the level of a demon general, or even a demon king." A seemingly old-fashioned monk murmured, However, there was a sense of supernatural power leaking from this person.

Obviously, this is a powerful man, but maybe he is near the end of his lifespan and seems to be dying, but even so, the eyes of everyone looking at him are still full of fear.

"Senior, what do you think is the situation?" someone asked cautiously.

"Such a tragic fight has only happened once between the human race and the demon race since ancient times." The old man pinched his beard and said thoughtfully.

However, as soon as he said this, he was instantly shocked.

"What? According to the seniors, this is the wreckage left by the war between monsters and monsters?"

"Wait! Then who are these human skeletons? This is the seventh city. Could it be the strong man of the Desolate race?" Someone had a flash of inspiration and shouted in shock.

But regarding this, both the old man and Elder Gui of the Blade Sect shook their heads slightly, because even in their identities, it was difficult to know the truth of the year.

However, Wentian, who was mixed in the crowd, suddenly changed his expression, and the blood in his body boiled.

"Ancient people!"

That's right, at just a moment ago, through the blood in his body, he learned that the true identity of these human wreckages was none other than the powerful ancestors of his ancient clan.

"Although these demon skeletons and human remains have been worn down by time, they are no longer the peak of the past, but no matter what, they are still a fortune." A monk sneered, looking at the bones in the sea, with deep eyes of greed.

Immediately, the other people were also moved, their eyes were blazing, and they flew out of the boat one after another, sacrificing one after another real artifacts and ancient treasures, intending to collect these wreckages.

Seeing this scene, Wentian's face was extremely gloomy. As a descendant of the ancient clan, he has the blood of the ancient clan flowing in his body, so how could he watch others collect the remains of his ancestors of the ancient clan in vain.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to make a move.

"Boom! Boom!"

But at this moment, the entire void continued to rumble, countless violent divine thunders descended from the sky, and thundered into the sea. Some monsters in the sea were frightened and rushed to escape.

At the same time, the entire sea area violently churned, as if a pot had exploded, and a huge black vortex suddenly appeared, swallowing the sea peaks, sea stones, and sea water in all directions with a domineering force.

Of course, the treasure ship that everyone was sitting on was also swallowed by force, and they quickly dived into the vortex, even the monks who rushed out of the sea were no exception. Their complexions changed and they were swallowed by the black vortex in the sea.

"Do not……"

"Damn it! Could it be that the Sea God is angry and wants to kill us completely?" Everyone screamed, their voices filled with boundless fear.

"Woooo!!" At the same time, a strange sound of war drums sounded suddenly, like the roar of thousands of souls, and the unyielding spirit of war.

When everyone was sucked into the vortex, a dilapidated ancient ship was faintly seen rowing. The flag on the ship was extremely dilapidated, and it seemed to have a mysterious ancient character written on it.

However, they were not seen clearly by everyone, and they felt dizzy for a while, and then completely lost consciousness.

…………

Time passed like this, as if one day had passed, and another ten or a hundred years had passed, and everyone was like a dream.

Crazy fighting sounds kept ringing in their minds, and some bloody figures faintly flashed through their minds, but the strange thing was that there was a strange power that prevented them from seeing the true face of the bloody shadows.

"puff!"

As if some kind of restriction had been triggered, they suddenly felt a tingling pain in their brains, and the blood in their bodies surged and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"here is?"

"What? What is this place?"

However, at the next moment, when everyone woke up, they didn't take care of the blood on the corner of their mouths, but were stunned and screamed loudly in shock.

They found themselves not in the boundless sea, but on the edge of a mysterious island.

The island has towering ancient trees and majestic giant peaks, exuding an incomparably ancient aura.

This is a barbaric aura, and it seems that this island has existed since ancient times or when the chaos first opened.

But not only that, there are prehistoric roars coming from the depths of the island, the roars are earth-shattering, as if a group of peerless beasts are hidden in the island.

That's right, it's a group, not just one.

Everyone looked pale, and their wide-open pupils were full of boundless fear: "Oh my God! Could it be that the depths of the barren sea are not the sea, but a mysterious ancient island?"

"Impossible! This is definitely a dream!" Someone screamed wildly, his expression full of disbelief.

"It seems that we have been dragged into an unknown island." Elder Gui also woke up, and he opened his mouth with a condensed expression.

His eyes widened suddenly: "With my spiritual consciousness here, it can only spread for a hundred miles?"

It's no wonder he is like this, after all, with his cultivation base under normal circumstances, let alone a hundred miles, even a thousand miles can reach it.

"It is rumored that the formation of the deserted sea is based on a mysterious island, and some people even call this island a deserted island. It seems that this rumor is not groundless." An old voice murmured.

Everyone turned their heads and found that it was the old man whose lifespan was about to expire.

But he ignored the crowd, his figure flashed, turned into a beam of light and flew into the island, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

"This..." When everyone saw this, they hesitated for a moment, because many of them were young, and the mystery of this island made them dare not enter easily.

"Cultivating one way is against the sky. From the moment we entered the barren sea, we had no choice." Suddenly, a calm voice came to mind.

I don't know when, a man was sitting on a huge rock, his hands were formed in mudra, and he seemed to have just woken up from submerged cultivation.

"It's that brat playing tricks again!" Someone frowned, his expression full of dissatisfaction.

Because the aura leaked from the other party was only at the peak of a realm, but the person in front of him had an inscrutable look, which really made people uncomfortable.

It's just that when Elder Gui heard about it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he looked at Wentian carelessly and said: "Little brother is right, since you came here, you can't leave empty-handed."

After saying that, he put away the ancient boat, and brought all the disciples and elders of the Blade Sect into the island.

……

In a certain cave in the island, a man in a green shirt was sitting cross-legged. His face was pale, blood continued to ooze from the corner of his mouth, and his aura seemed extremely weak.

The son of the sword, the ancient sword.

(End of this chapter)