"It doesn't matter who comes. What's important is that the things on Mount Bu Lao must be mine!" Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly and he said calmly.

Jian Fengyun's words fell calmly, and he immediately drove the white tiger slowly towards the mountain in the center.

The huge valley is under the blood moon, without the previous beautiful beauty, and is more strange, densely packed forests, and a blood-red lonely peak stands proudly in the valley, making people feel inexplicably cold.

"Boss, why do I think of this valley so terrifying?" Wang Chuyuan looked at the valley in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"This is the sealed place of Bulao Mountain. It seals the horror of ancient catastrophes, so you will naturally feel some discomfort!" Jian Fengyun sat on the back of the white tiger and said lightly.

"The sealed place?" Wang Chuyuan and others were stunned, and they all showed doubts on their faces.

Unlike the doubts of Wang Chuyuan and others, Yao Hanjiang showed a look of surprise and said, "The secret realm hidden in the southern forbidden area is actually a sealed place!"

"To be precise, all the Dharma-Ending Relics in the Southern Ancient Forbidden Areas and even all the realms of the World are sealed places, but people do not know about it. They just regard this place as a different ancient ruin!" Jian Fengyun explained lightly.

"All the Dharma-Ending Relics in the Ten Thousand Realms are sealed places!" Yao Hanjiang said in horror, "What a peerless figure can set up such seals?"

Jian Fengyun did not answer the question of Yao Hanjiang. Some things have not yet reached the realm, so there is no need to understand them. He only realized after breaking through to the realm of Emperor in his previous life that this world is actually very big, and some things even if the Emperor is just an ant.

Jian Fengyun and his group kept their vigilance and walked to the foot of the blood-red mountain together.

Everyone stopped at the foot of the mountain, where they could not see at any sight. In front of them, bluestone tombs stood neatly and orderly at the foot of the mountain.

On the bluestone tombstone, there are lines of ancient characters written, and the moss spreads, which is obviously a trace left by experiences and endless years.

Tens of thousands of bluestone tombstones stand in front of you, densely packed. Among the bluestones, there are corpses on the ground, and the wind blows, giving people a trembling feeling.

When Wang Chuyuan saw this scene, he was stunned. There were so many tombstones, when would it take to reach the end?

"Brother, what is this place?" Yuan Feng looked at everything in front of him and asked in confusion.

Jian Fengyun sat on the back of the white tiger, glanced at the thousands of tombstones in front of him, and his eyes remained on the stone tablets that were tall by his side.

"The divine weapon is in great importance, those who are good at entering will die!" Jian Fengyu said lightly, but a familiar look flashed in his eyes.

After tens of thousands of years, when he came to this place again, he was no longer the Emperor of Fengyun. All the events of Fengyun were so wonderful.

"Boss, can you understand the words on this stone tablet?" Wang Chuyuan couldn't help but open his mouth and said in surprise when he saw this scene.

Jian Fengyun came back to his senses and said lightly: "There is no stone tablet here, it's just a illusion array!"

"Illusion Formation?" Everyone was stunned at the same time, looking at Jian Fengyun in surprise.

The thousands of bluestone tombstones in front of me are so real. Even the corpses between the tombstones are like those of real people. The moss on the bluestone tombstones, the ancient characters, and even the cold air scattered by the thousands of tombstones are exactly the same as the real ones. How could it be a illusion array?

"Young Master, you read that right? My soul power feels very real here, and even the breath is real!" Jian Xueer, who was standing beside her, also moved her beautiful eyes slightly, and said with a moving look.

She is the body of the Holy Lake, her soul power has reached the heavenly level, and she has the attributes of a holy soul, so she is the least likely to be confused. All of this in front of her is exactly the same as the real in her soul perception, and even the breath of the cemetery is like real.

Jian Fengyun lowered his head slightly, looked at the young woman at hand, and immediately smiled faintly: "Xue'er, the breath is real, your perception is also real, and this cemetery does exist, but the scenes in front of him are just a projection of the real place!"

The moment the words fell, Jian Fengyun poked out his hand, and a series of faint blue flames filled his hand. As soon as the faint blue flame appeared, everything in front of him disappeared.

Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the next moment, they appeared at the foot of a mountain.

Above the peak, the power of the blood moon hangs down, the real mountain wind blows the mangroves on the mountain, and the red leaves are floating, making it even more realistic.

"Boss, am I dazzled? I saw thousands of tombstones just now, why did it suddenly disappear?" Wang Chuyuan rubbed his eyes and looked at the incredible scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"That's just a projection of the cemetery of the Heavenly Gods. Behind us there is a heavenly and earth illusion array that can reflect the scene in the void. We just fell into the illusion array!" Jian Fengyun said lightly, then stepped forward.

"Surprising the Godly Soldier?" Everyone around was slightly stunned and couldn't help but wonder.

"Oh~ It's just a legend in the vast history. Endless years, warriors go against the will of heaven. How many legends are sinking into the long river of time?" Jian Fengyun sighed lightly, and there seemed to be thousands of spring and autumn in his eyes, with extremely vicissitudes.

They couldn't understand Jian Fengyun's words, but they could easily feel the sadness in Jian Fengyun's words.

"Young Master, Xue'er will always be with you!" Jian Xue'er seemed to feel the sadness in Jian Fengyun's words, and immediately hugged Jian Fengyun's figure and leaned her head against the boy's chest.

"Yeah!" Jian Fengyun responded gently and immediately came back to his senses.

Before he knew it, he actually brought all the insights from his previous life to this life, and he would live for another lifetime. Even though he practiced different techniques, his perceptions remained unchanged.

"Boss, what kind of tree is this? Why is it all red?" Wang Chuyuan walked on the mountain road and looked at the mahogany beside him curiously.

"Fusang Tree!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

"Ancient sacred tree, Fusang tree!" Hong Shang finally heard the name she knew and suddenly exclaimed, "Fusang tree, it is rumored to be an ancient martial arts divine tree. Trees connect to gods and can connect to the world and all paths!"

"No, isn't Fusang tree a tree of flame in ancient times? It is rumored that Fusang grows on the eastern seas and is the habitat of the Golden Crow Gods. How could it grow here?" Yao Hanjiang frowned and said.

A flash of memories flashed through Jian Fengyun's eyes, and he said for a moment: "The ancient catastrophe of destruction has arrived, the Golden Crow Clan has been destroyed, and the Fusang divine tree has not had the nourishment of the Golden Crow bloodline, so it has naturally degenerated to this day!"

"The catastrophe of destruction!" Yao Hanjiang frowned slightly, as if he had remembered something forbidden.

"Let's arrive!" Jian Fengyun's voice suddenly rang.

(End of this chapter)...
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