The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 237

"what's the situation?!"

"Shh!"

Shen Ma sacrificed the big millstone, and thousands of sword lights fell down, enveloping him and the Black Emperor.

In the golden dust, a large number of points of light floated up, glittering and translucent, like stars in the night sky, shining.

In an instant, countless figures appeared beside Shen Ma and Hei Huang, including human races in ancient robes, huge beasts, and alien races with wings on their backs and horns on their heads...

Most of them were blood-stained, with broken hands and corners, and their eyes were full of confusion, ignorant, and they walked towards the end of the road.

"This?!"

Shen Ma and Hei Huang broke out in a cold sweat at the same time. The creatures in front of them, if they came out at random, killing them would be as easy as crushing an ant. It was too scary. Where is this place?
All this is not an illusion, not an illusion.

Those light particles that fluctuate with the dust, like a flower blooming and withering, blooming and dying, those dead souls will change into particles for a while, and change into various shapes for a while, which is extremely strange.

"This is the soul?!" Heihuang was in shock, his eyes fixed on the end of the road.

"Probably so." Shen Ma swallowed, with a surge of waves in his heart, he thought: That's not how the script was written, I'm just here to find Kunpeng's nest, not reincarnation!

"Wouldn't it be the same after the death of the great emperor?" The Black Emperor asked.

"It should be. However, you see, these creatures are not from this world. Maybe they are just a reflection of the ancient times." Shen Ma also knew nothing about this road at this time, and could only take one step at a time. .

A dog and a horse continued to walk to the depths of the road. Silence and coldness are the eternal theme, and there are ghosts coming and going. This is a silent world.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a bloody world appeared in the sky, like the end of the world.

The vast land is full of fragmented mountains, rivers have dried up, seas have dried up, all kinds of rusty weapons, tattered bones, are all over the mountains and plains.

The whole world has been pierced, lifeless, corpses lying on the ground, banners upside down, flames of war, desolation, withering, disappearing, shattered...

In a trance, Shen Ma and Hei Huang seem to have traveled through the long river of time, looking at the entire ancient history, the vicissitudes of life, the ups and downs of the times.

"This emperor seems to have seen the battle in the ancient history!" The black emperor stared wide-eyed and was stunned.

"Hey, I have a hunch that if we continue walking, we may become a part of it." Shen Ma looked forward, feeling extremely worried.

"Shh!"

At this moment, an inexplicable force appeared in the sky, and the dust all over the sky flew up, converging into a golden halo, covering Shen Ma and the others all at once.

"none…"

"Wang..."

Before Shen Ma and Hei Huang could react, they were imprisoned. They were like clay sculptures and wood carvings, losing the ability to move.Immediately afterwards, it completely sank into the circle of light and disappeared on this road to the underworld.

……

In the long river of calm and peaceful years, a few waves suddenly turned up.

"Crack!"

Two thunderbolts descended from the sky, and in an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and the moon were darkened. It seemed as if the world was about to be opened up again, and the beginning of all things was performed, and the terrifying aura suddenly came to all directions.

"Boundless life horse! Bah bah! Where is this?"

"Woof, my old waist!"

When the dust settled, Shen Ma and Hei Huang looked at the surrounding scene, and were stunned for a while, their minds went blank.

This is an ancient palace, magnificent and vast, above it is a hazy river of stars, the stars are shining, and below it is filled with chaos, full of a strange rhyme.

In front of the ancient hall, there is a lifelike statue of Kunpeng, which is ten thousand feet high, and its golden eyes seem to be looking down on all living beings in the world.

Its shape is changing every moment, sometimes it turns into a bird, and moves across the boundless universe; sometimes it turns into a fish, sinking into chaos.

In the center, there is also an ancient altar like a mountain, sinking and floating in the void, filled with immortal energy, like a cloud hanging from the sky, and the energy is rolling.

At the highest point, there are several weapons up and down, all overflowing with charm.The halberd that was broken into three in the center still exudes a palpitating aura.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, an angry shout sounded in Shen Ma's ear, and he was pulled back from the shock.

"This emperor is your grandfather. Who are you? How dare a group of cultivators in the Dao Palace realm be presumptuous?" Heihuang cursed angrily.

The eyes of a group of monks below were full of anger. They raised their weapons, secretly accumulating energy, and prepared for a battle.

"Hey, why is my cultivation suppressed? Dao Palace?!" Shen Ma was terrified in his heart. This area is extremely special, it seems to be a small world.

"Ahem, can anyone tell me where this is?" Shen Ma's body was shining red, and his blood was surging like a tide, dyeing the surroundings red.

This is a majestic coercion, like a tsunami hitting the embankment, like a galaxy hitting an ancient star. The monks present were trembling as if they were being submerged in the water, and they knelt directly on the ground, feeling extremely depressed.

"Clap clap clap..."

A group of monks knelt down one after another, and there were a few young monks standing sparsely. One of them was only in his teens, dressed in animal fur clothing, sweating all over his body, clenching his teeth, and his eyes were full of unyielding.

"Clap!"

The few remaining monks also knelt down, but the young man in the fur coat was still standing firmly, surging blood burst out to compete with Shen Ma.

"Young man, very good, I approve of you! What's your name?" With a thought, Shen Ma removed the coercion he exerted.

"call!"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, raised his clear eyes, but said with a desire for food, "My name is Huang!"

"Desolate?!" A thunder exploded in Shen Ma's heart, he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

"Your name isn't Shi Hao, is it?" He still had a little luck in his heart, hoping that God would not make such a big joke.

"How do you know?! I haven't seen you before!" the young man asked with a puzzled expression.

"Ugh!" Shen Ma was stunned, staggered back a few steps, and murmured, "How could this happen? It's impossible! It's absolutely impossible! Old Hei, let me hit your hooves to see if it hurts?"

"Bah!"

Hei Huang was directly kicked by Shen Ma on the ancient altar, and the deep horse's hoof print appeared on his forehead. He grinned in pain, and said angrily: "Dead horse, what are you doing?"

"Hey, you really hurt!" At this moment, Shen Ma recovered from his sluggishness.

"Wow, woof!" Hei Huang leaped three feet high, rushed straight at Shenma, and snapped at him without saying a word.

"Wait, your beating actually proved a terrible thing. We are not falling into an illusion, and it is very likely that we will go upstream for a long time and come before the age of mythology." Shen Ma blushed and spoke nonsense out of breath.

"Don't try to fool the emperor, the emperor can't even go back in time, how can we cross!"

(End of this chapter)