Chapter 1011: Lost Traces of Time

Emperor Road, the fourth heaven.

The yellow sand is flying all over the sky, messing up the human eye.

Top 100 burial ground, located deep in the sea of sand.

It was a huge valley of sand that could not be explored with the naked eye, and the dust and yellow sand around it flew up, forming a barrier.

Gu Hengsheng hid behind the crowd, watching many Tianjiao rush to the top 100 burial place one after another, with a solemn expression: "The situation is unknown, so he rushed in in a hurry, and the murder is more auspicious." ”

Liu Yunxiao of the Jinwu Clan, Liang Bitong of the Ancient Clan, and Blood Shaoyi of the Shura Clan, after observing for a while, they each led the people under their command and stepped into the scope of the top 100 burial grounds.

Seeing this, Gu Hengsheng followed.

When Gu Hengsheng had just stepped into the sand valley on the periphery of the top 100 burial grounds, the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

The sky seemed to change color, and it was blood-red.

On the vast land, there are traces left after the Great War, which are difficult to be erased by the years.

In the air, there was a powerful aura that made people palpitate.

"It smells of blood."

A fishy smell of thick fog came to his face, and Gu Hengsheng's brows tightened subconsciously.

I don't know how many years have passed since the war, but the smell of blood has not dissipated, and it has been wafting between heaven and earth.

If some cultivators who are not firm in their minds come here, they will definitely be affected by this place, and they will even go crazy.

"Liu Yunxiao, where did they go?

Why is it just a blink of an eye, and then it disappears? ”

Gu Hengsheng glanced around, but he didn't find anyone, it seemed that he was the only one left in this world.

It stands to reason that with Gu Hengsheng's current cultivation strength, no one among his peers can throw him away.

What's more, Gu Hengsheng also ran the Liuyun Sky Void Step, which was extremely fast.

Gu Hengsheng thought about it for a moment, and his eyes flashed with a little golden light.

Secret art, the pupil of the sky.

Gu Hengsheng vaguely felt that something was wrong with the outer sand valley of the top 100 burial grounds, and immediately used the Heaven Viewing Pupil to look ahead.

"Sure enough!"

Gu Hengsheng glanced away and confirmed the guess in his heart: "The top 100 burial places have become a place of their own rules.

Liu Yunxiao: They must have stepped into other places, and I was in another place. ”

"It's an illusion, but it's real."

Gu Hengsheng slowly stepped forward and muttered.

Being in an unknown place, Gu Hengsheng followed the glimmer of opportunity in the air and walked forward cautiously.

In order to retrieve the third senior brother's Streamer Dinggu Plate, Gu Hengsheng had to grope into the depths of the unknown top 100 burial grounds.

As Gu Hengsheng slowly moved forward, the sound of fighting and wailing echoed in his ears.

The sound is estimated to be a remnant of the Great War, and it has not dissipated.

"That's ...... What the? ”

Half an hour later, Gu Hengsheng found that the long yellow sand floating in front of him suddenly stopped.

The storm wrapped in the yellow sand also froze, and Gu Hengsheng seemed to be able to feel the trajectory of the wind at his tentacles, which was very wonderful.

Time in the sand valley seems to have stood still at this moment.

However, Gu Hengsheng was not subject to any restrictions, and he remained as usual.

"The traces of time will reappear in the ...... world" Inexplicably, Gu Hengsheng remembered this sentence in his mind.

A few years ago, there was an ancient emperor who was born, he looked down on all the living beings in the world, and said that sentence leisurely.

The world speculates that the birth of the Emperor's remnants may be related to the history of millions of years ago.

Now, Gu Hengsheng looked at the picture that gradually appeared in front of him, and his heart was inexplicably tight: "The lost years, is this the ancient battlefield millions of years ago?" ”

Gu Hengsheng didn't know this answer, he could only guess one or two.

Suddenly, a bloody light appeared in front of Gu Hengsheng, which immediately attracted Gu Hengsheng's attention.

"What's going on?"

Gu Hengsheng subconsciously put his right hand on the Blood Sky Sword to prevent the emergence of a crisis.

After a while, that bloody light spread out in all directions, instantly covering the entire sand valley.

The vast sea of sand was dyed a blood-red color, which was extremely terrifying.

Immediately afterward, the blood light above the sky gradually appeared one after another, blurred.

There were hundreds of figures standing in the blood light of the clouds, facing each other.

The next moment, hundreds of figures began to fight earth-shatteringly, and they were all powerful people in Sendai.

In this battle, they smashed many small stars on the Emperor's Road, and collapsed the entire Fourth Heaven by tens of thousands of meters.

"It's ...... After the Great War, were there some fragmentary images left between heaven and earth? ”

Even after endless years, Gu Hengsheng still felt powerful from the picture in the blood light in the clouds.

Airplanes...... The Ancient Desolate Sword on Gu Hengsheng's waist began to emit a strong sword sound, and it seemed to sense the fragments of the Great War above the clouds, and there was a sign that it was unwilling to be lonely.

The ancient desolate sword has a hint of demonic taste, but it is also a rare sword.

Although it recognizes Gu Hengsheng as the master, it still has its own ideas and is different.

"In the future, there will be a chance for you to shine, so let's wait for now!"

Gu Hengsheng put his hand on the hilt of the Ancient Desolate Sword, and conveyed his words to the Ancient Desolate Sword with his divine thoughts as a guide.

Slowly, the Ancient Desolate Sword quieted down.

However, the sharp meaning it diffuses still has no tendency to retract, and it looks like it may come out of the sheath at any time.

Gu Hengsheng continued to look up at the fragmented pictures in the blood light, as if he had witnessed the great battle countless years ago.

Sendai Precious Blood, swaying in the air.

One by one, the precious Dao artifacts were shattered and left behind in the long yellow sand.

One by one, the world's heroes fought their last drop of blood, and finally slept forever in this endless sea of sand, never to wake up again.

In the end, hundreds of heroes were killed in battle.

However, through the fragmentary picture, Gu Hengsheng saw a person walking out of the sea of blood alive.

That person is the existence of hundreds of strong men besieging together.

As for that person's name, Gu Hengsheng didn't know.

The picture in the blood light slowly dissipated, and it seemed that only the man stained red by blood stood in the clouds.

With the power of one person, the man killed more than 100 world-class powerhouses one by one, and his strength was simply indescribable, extremely terrifying.

At this time, the man in the fragmentary picture slowly turned around and happened to face Gu Hengsheng.

The man looked down and glanced at Gu Hengsheng's eyes.

Boom! Suddenly, Gu Hengsheng's hair exploded all over his body, and his qi and blood seemed to be frozen.

An inexplicable pressure fell towards Gu Hengsheng, as if he wanted to make Gu Hengsheng kneel to the ground, kneeling at the feet of the man in the blood light.