Chapter 733

This surprised Shi Hao,

everything was too strange; Burial Warriors, creatures with rotten wings,

now became a beautiful young girl, youthful and beautiful, changing her image.

And he himself was left with only white bones, although they were white and shiny,

looking not very gloomy, but after all, he had lost all his flesh and blood, not looking like a living person.

And when Shi Hao stepped into this burial soil, a stone tablet suddenly appeared, lingering with the aura of the Great Dao.

The girl said that Shi Hao was actually a supreme existence.

Who had fallen many years ago.

The current him was just the obsession of that year.

Shi Hao couldn't believe it!!

And when Shi Hao was in a trance, he heard someone calling him again.

"Huang, my brother, where are you? Even if I dig through all the fierce tombs in the world, I must find you."

"Woo woo... how could you die, what did you encounter? I saw your name on the Immortal Path, saw you carve characters in reincarnation, and punched through the obstruction! But why are you still gone, an era, have you really fallen? There is no trace anymore. I have buried nine lives, sitting and watching the changes of time, generation after generation of talents replaced, but why are you gone!?"

"Huang, my brother, soul return, with your talent, swallowing the past and present, how could you be gone..."

Shi Hao stared blankly at the fat Daoist in front of him, feeling that he looked like his close friend Cao Yusheng after he grew up.

And Cao Yusheng seemed to be talking to his disciple!!

It turned out that a change in heaven occurred, tearing the River of Time,

and some future scenes appeared,

but not everyone could manifest and be seen, unless his strength shook the past and present!

At this moment, Cao Yusheng was talking to someone,

"Master, I have already dug through some of the fierce tombs from several eras ago,

and going on like this is not a way. That person has been gone for too long, impossible to examine, difficult to find, where exactly he is buried, it cannot be guessed at all."

"Master, we should go, the enemy is coming soon, we have to go fight, we can't always indulge in the past."

That voice said.

"What do you know, if my brother is still alive, many things... do you know about the darkest years in history,

do you know about the great liquidation of several eras, you... know nothing!"

The Daoist, with rich immortal energy, had peerless magic power,

but when scolding his disciple, that tone really didn't look like a master.

"Master, don't you know either? Regarding that period of time, it was too chaotic,

no one in later generations can speak clearly, they are all just rumors.

You know, everyone says something different, and there is no conclusion to this day.

Some say someone raised a group of phoenixes as chickens, waiting to eat eggs every day;

some say an ancient corpse that crossed several eras and has been floating in the universe;

some say the Burial Master sealed in a broken clay pot underground;

some say the old monster sleeping in the Immortal Refining Pot;

some say an invincible ancient creature whose body was cut into six sections two eras ago and sealed in six immortal medicines;

some say a terrifying great world as vast as the Immortal Domain;

some say the other side of the sea that requires immortals to abandon everything to cross;

some say even after death, flesh and blood can turn into immortal butterflies,

fluttering and roaming in various worlds, with obsessions that do not dissipate, creatures wandering in the ancient river of time.

Some say the person who had been sitting still in the most ancient temple of the initial era opened his eyes..."

"These people and things, if any one of them is true, are incredible; can you believe it?

And, the most excessive thing is, Master, you said,

these people and things are just a small wave in that dark period.

The real big waves, the real magnificence,

are a hundred times, a thousand times more excessive than what you said.

I... really can't imagine, and dare not imagine!"

"You dare to doubt Daoist me, you unfilial little rabbit!"

The Daoist slapped, as if he had slapped the back of that disciple's head.

"Of so many legends, only the Three-World Copper Coffin remains, and you can see the real thing.

In addition, Anlan and Yu Tuo can also be known. Others, there is really no evidence."

"Tell you, the real ancient history is more than a hundred times more excessive than this, but many times more.

That life really exceeded everyone's cognition." The Daoist sighed.

"Master, you only heard the legends, and didn't experience it, why are you so sure?!"

That disciple was unconvinced.