The dignified mid-stage monk Wuchen chased him, a late-stage monk, but the final result was that the two of them chased and fled for half a month, and even let Beihe escape.

I have to say that the monks of the Sand Scorpion clan are indeed not very good at escape techniques.

But if it is underground, that is another matter.

Under the ground, the earth escape technique of the monks of the Sand Scorpion tribe is impossible to escape even if they have a much higher cultivation level. Moreover, the strength of ordinary monks will be greatly restricted underground, and only the monks of the Sand Scorpion tribe are not affected by any responsibilities.

Although Beihe has never fought with the young man of the Sha Scorpion tribe, he has an intuition that the strength of the young man of the Sha Scorpion tribe is probably not simple.

What surprised him was that he originally suspected that the other party was related to the scorpion tide, but if it were really as he had guessed, during his escape, the young man of the Sand Scorpion clan should have released the scorpion tide to block his footsteps long ago.

Therefore, Beihe was a little suspicious, and the situation might be a little different from what he guessed.

Although he could think so, after escaping from the young man of the Sand Scorpion tribe, he immediately rushed into the depths of the endless hills.

This place is still on the periphery of the mass grave sea, while Xuangui Gate is in the deepest part of the mass grave sea, and he still has a long way to go.

As soon as he stepped into the mass grave sea, Beihe felt a faint evil aura, and this aura I liked the most.

While pondering, he sacrificed Ji Wuya and restrained his breath. You should know that in the mass grave, the breath of his demon cultivator is easy to summon hostility.

However, in comparison, the magic cultivator is still good. The aura of the magic cultivator is actually more interested in refining corpses.

After feeling the rich and yin aura here, Ji Wuya's spirit was shocked.

Then the two of them headed towards the depths of the mass grave.

After Beihe entered the mass grave sea, the mental connection between Modu appeared again. Therefore, he not only knew where Modu was, but also told Modu his purpose through mental connection.

He is a demon cultivator, and it is quite inconvenient to walk around the Xuangui Gate, but if there are an acquaintance to guide him, it is a different matter.

The more they walked towards the depths, the more they felt the richness of the evil spirit here.

And what's strange is that the terrain changes here are extremely abrupt.

At first, it was a stretch of hills, but after the two of them drove for a day, they saw valleys, lakes, mountains, gullies, etc., and they appeared adjacent to each other.

This was actually formed after that war, and in these years, it has evolved into what it is now.

At one moment, Beihe rushed forward and stopped and stood in mid-air.

At this moment, he looked at a mountain with a huge shape of hundreds of feet in front of him, with a very strange shape, and his eyes were full of novelty.

Because of the appearance of that mountain, it was a giant sword inserted obliquely on the ground. He could even see the "sword hilt" on the top of the mountain.

Originally, he thought that this was mostly man-made, so he deliberately carved a mountain like this.

But when he opened his spiritual sense and swept it, he found that it was not a mountain at all, but a giant sword stuck on the ground.

It was just because countless years have passed that the surface of this giant sword was covered with a thick layer of soil, and some plants and trees even grew on it.

This shocked because the giant sword was a magic weapon.

But if you are careful, you will find that the essence inside this magic tool has been lost and has been petrified, so it is what it is now.

This magic weapon was left behind in the battle tens of thousands of years ago.

Beihe continued to walk forward and he discovered many magic weapons similar to that giant sword.

There are giant axes, spears, bowls, iron chains, etc. They are all huge and scattered on the ground. They are covered with thick soil, and shrubs and even woods grow. If you don’t care, you can’t recognize them as they are.

But without exception, these magic weapons are all petrified as a whole and can no longer be refined or stimulated.

Looking at the giant magic weapons here and the various terrain around it, Beihe could imagine how violent the battle was.

The evil spirit in the mass grave sea is usually not circulated, so it is difficult for the whistling wind to roar in this place, which has preserved the most primitive battlefield after that war.

"This is……"

When Beihe continued to move forward, he saw a broken stone statue worth more than ten feet in size. It was a foreign monk with a pair of huge wings on the ground with a half-kneeling on the ground.

This person was alive tens of thousands of years ago, but because of the war, his body was also petrified under the immortality of his body, and eventually turned into a stone statue.

Beihe and Ji Wuya slowly passed by the head of the stone statue. He felt extremely curious about the battlefield left behind after the Hundred Tribes' War tens of thousands of years ago.

But he didn't think there was any chance here. Because if there were any, it would have been taken away by people over the years. The rest of the things were of no value.

Just as Beihe continued to gallop forward, he gradually slowed down at some point.

I saw huge rock peaks appearing directly in front of him, and what made him look like was that there were many murals engraved on those huge rock peaks.

After thinking about it, he rushed forward and finally arrived at the front of the huge rock peaks more than a hundred feet away, and his eyes scanned the murals.

I saw that these murals were paintings of many wars between different races.

Some are the army of monks who rushed directly like waves; some are arranged troops and carefully planned tactics; some are powerful high-level monks who are fighting each other.

Although the murals were carved by someone, they were extremely realistic. Beihe could even feel a sense of momentum from these murals, giving him a feeling of being immersive.

This made him feel excited, and then his body moved and began to savor each mural slowly.

The more he looked at it, the more curious he became about the battle between the hundreds of clans that year. At the same time, he guessed in his heart what was the reason that the hundreds of clans on the Tianlan Continent would have such a tragic war.

Originally, there were not only more than a hundred races on the Tianlan Continent, but more than one hundred and thirty races. However, in that war that year, twenty or thirty races were directly destroyed.

There are also some originally powerful tribes that have suffered severe damage and have never recovered and have been weakened. The Ice Silver tribe that Beihe knows is one of them.

Originally, the territory of the Ice Silver Clan was extremely vast, a vast glacier that stretched out in countless ways. However, after that battle, the landform and the power of laws were changed, which made the territory of the Ice Silver Clan narrow down like a cliff, which greatly affected the future development space of this clan. In the end, the Ice Silver Clan became what it is now, and became an unknown small tribe on the Tianlan Continent.

As for the Sea Spirit tribe of the Tianlan Nine Clans, it could only be considered medium-strength tens of thousands of years ago, which is similar to the current human tribe.

However, after that war, the territory of the Sea Spirit Clan was not affected at all, but was expanded. In addition, some powerful ethnic groups in the Sea of ​​Wuxin suffered heavy losses in that battle, which made the Sea Spirit Clan emerge and became one of the nine major ethnic groups on the Tianlan Continent.

And these are all secrets that Beihe asked Zhang Jiuniang to find in Qianxin Sect for him before heading to Xuangui Gate.

As the Beihe stopped and observed the peaks, he could only see a sense of excitement in his heart.

Although the picture has no breath, it vividly depicts the destruction of the world.

Judging from the fight between those people in the picture, monks like Beihe who escaped from the mortal stage are just one of the army of monks who are rushing to death. In other words, they are almost the lowest level in the war, like cannon fodder, and often in a wave of rushing, they will be killed and injured and turned into ashes.

The kind of monk who could smash a mountain or even tear the earth apart with a wave of hands was a monk in the Dharma Yuan stage. There were many such people in the picture.

Even Beihe saw some cultivators from various ethnic groups fighting fiercely. The reason why he judged that the other party was a cultivator of the Celestial Realm was that as soon as these people took action, thin lines were spreading around. These thin lines should be the power of laws, but the painter could not draw them.

When a cultivator in the Heavenly Venerable Realm takes action, he will be overwhelmed by the mountains and rivers, and the earth will be broken. Often, the aftermath of a magical power can completely destroy the army of monks below.

"Dongdong...dongdong...dongdong..."

Beihe's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and even the blood in his body flowed rapidly, making him feel passionate.

When he was a warrior on the South Land Continent, his lifelong pursuit was to break through to the divine realm and become a powerful person.

After accidentally embarking on the road of cultivation, the goal he pursued became the supreme path, wanting infinite power, wanting immortality, wanting to turn his hands into clouds and rain, and wanting to be remembered forever.

But judging from the current picture, he is really too weak now.

This made Beihe feel full of passion and burning.

If you break through to the stage of escape from the mortal stage, you will have a life span of two thousand years. However, after breaking through to the stage of Wuchen, after a wisp of law, you will not simply double it, but at least five thousand years can be achieved.

As for the monks in the Dharma Yuan stage, each life span is different, which is determined by the amount of power of the laws they have understood, but the minimum life span is ten thousand years.

But as long as you break through to the realm of Heavenly Venerable and your body is filled with the power of the law, you will be immortal and live with the heaven.

Beihe was holding his hands upside down and looking at the murals, his heart was full of passion and his eyes were full of madness.

He must become the Heavenly Lord and dominate the world.

When this great ambition in his heart was born, at some point, when his eyes accidentally fell on someone on the mural, he paused, and the arrogance in his eyes and the excitement in his heart disappeared in an instant.

"hiss!"

Looking at the hunched and thin figure, Beihe took a breath of air conditioning and showed a hint of fear in his eyes, and at the same time he felt his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!