At that time, Chu Feng felt something was wrong.

Because at that time, when the sound sounded, when he was observing the stone jar, he actually saw black handprints appearing on his body, which was really a bit scary.

"I really looked down on me back then. The monsters that could not be burned to death under the floating soil of the four poles curse me, hey!" Li Yuan spoke, and then revealed part of the truth about what happened to him.

Prehistoric, he also got the time furnace, and it was said that the thing was ominous and the owner never had a good ending.

In the end, Li Hei Shou did not escape the bad luck.

But he was very irresistible and reappeared in the world.

There was no creature in the floating soil of the four poles, only the strong wind blew along a blurry tunnel, bringing dust and ash, which was so grim.

Loomingly, people felt that the floating soil of the four poles seemed even more terrifying and even more mysterious than other places.

"It turned out that crematorium was at the trouble." Jiudao glanced at Li Yuan, spoke like this, then stared at the road where the floating soil in the four poles appeared, and said, "It should be burned into slag. If you don't burn it thoroughly, you will always come out to cause trouble!"

This kind of words makes people both terrifying and speechless. What exactly is it under the so-called floating soil of the four poles?!

If the person who is unable to be buried in heaven is one or several corpses that should be cremated?!

When did he or they belong to, where did they come from, and what roots do they have?!

Today, Chu Feng has gained some knowledge and in a short while, he learned some secrets.

Now, creatures have come in the ancient underworld, and monsters have crawled out from the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit. Even the floating soil in the four poles is blowing out the cold wind, which is really shocking the world.

Chu Feng thought of some scenes that he saw on the tank when the stone jar was glowing. In that very ancient era, there were the ultimate, the emperor, who were dragged away or pulled into the ground, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

Are these... all the strange sources, the most powerful ominous creatures doing?!

Today, he wants to see clearly, are these places going to be gathered?

However, in his eyes, the creatures with strange origins that shocked thousands of worlds for countless epochs were now silent.

When they saw the stone tablet and the soles of their feet, they were obviously moved, and even the road under their feet was rumbling and was about to break.

"You shouldn't blow the magic snail to call us." The creature in the ancient underworld, who was covered in darkness, spoke.

"I have to call you, I feel that this coordinate is sending a message. One day, that person will come back because of this." Eight poems said in a deep voice.

Boom!

There is a stone tablet where runes are condensed all over the sky. There is a pair of feet on the platform built to become more and more real, and it seems that you can feel that there is someone gathering there.

"Let him be silent, let's stop moving, go!"

The creatures in the ancient underworld open.

"Roar!" At the same time, the monster in the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit also roared and was about to retreat.

"You and I can't help but respond with your heart. I think my instincts will not be wrong." Eight poems shouted softly.

At this time, there seems to be something in the dark, and there is something to think about, there will be something to respond!

Outside the endless realm, there are eyes like thunder, and divine lights are scattered from the Great Dao Pond, like the strongest heavenly tribulation since the creation of the world, falling into the soul river.

boom!

It actually covered several supreme creatures!

"Walk!"

In an instant, they all changed their color and did not resist. Instead, they retreated, their movements were consistent, they went deep into the abyss, and then penetrated through the chaos and appeared in an unpredictable place.

Even so, the Eight Songs Supremes are coughing up blood, and the old injuries all over his body recurred, and his whole body is covered with blood.

The creature in the ancient underworld was covered in darkness, and he kept retreating, leaving some black blood on the ground.

"He is really coming back? I feel that he is indeed condensing!" Even the monsters in the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit spoke like this.

They were all shocked.

"No, if that person's true body could come back quickly, it would never be like this." A voice came from the silkworm pupa.

In the floating soil of the four poles, words came from the Yin Feng, saying, "That person, who had wandered in many time and space, manifested in various periods, is now experiencing the energy he left behind at that time, and is now condensing, but it is not him after all!"

However, some of them still think that one day the one will reappear and come back!

"Don't think too much about it now and let him remain silent, otherwise, we might be guiding him back and helping him on his way back!" someone said.

"Since that's the case, enter that place, sacrifice to the sky, see what the future will be, and what to do next. I think it's time to open a new era!" The creature in the ancient underworld was very strong.

Eventually, they disappeared, and with the help of special objects, they sank into a vague place, and began some kind of ritual, setting down the ancient altar.

Boom!

The sky collapses and the earth breaks, and blood light floods everything.

Fortunately, this place is truly isolated from the world and transcends beyond the heavens and worlds, and all sounds and scenes are only displayed here.

A piece of yellow paper burned and fell from the sky.

Eight poems with the supreme eyes, he quickly took action and caught the piece of paper that was about to become ashes.

"The new era is about to open, it's time to end. This time it's a gray festival!" He looked down at the yellow paper, his voice was very dull, but in fact it had a hint of tremolo.

"It's true that the Gray Age has arrived!" The creatures in the ancient underworld spoke.

"When the breath left by the one outside is subsided, it naturally dissipates and returns to silence completely, we will start!" said the eight supreme poems.
Chapter completed!