Vol 3 Chapter 891: The ancient king

The name left on the half of the tombstone made Feng Hao's brows frown, and he became more hostile to the mysterious middle-aged man.
At this moment, Feng Hao looked at the middle-aged person calmly while keeping Feng Zhou open at any time, and asked, "Why should I sleep for you?"
"why?"
The middle-aged man was obviously questioned by Feng Hao's words.
why?
Feng Hao is a stand-in for whom he secretly dismissed many of the gods and demons and induced them to enter the gods and tombs.
Only after Feng Hao had fallen asleep for him, he was able to leave the demon cemetery and cross the borders.
Devil's Tomb.
It is better to say that it is a prison for gods and demons, which was born specifically for these immortal gods.
"Hahaha!"
The middle-aged man laughed and looked at Xiang Fenghao, and said, "No reason, since you are here, stay forever! Your gravestone is already carved for you."
"How did you know my name?"
Feng Hao was curious about this, because he didn't say his name from beginning to end.
But the other party knew very well.
"This seat is God, and there is no one who does not know it in the whole world."
The middle-aged whispered softly.
With his voice falling, where Feng Hao stood, he suddenly had two hands, ten fingers slender, like the hand of an evil spirit, stretched out from the earth and grabbed Feng Hao's ankle.
These hands seem to contain the principle of the road, pulling Feng Hao to sink into the tomb.
"So powerful to suppress!"
Feng Hao tried to break free, but found that the pair of ghost hands grabbing his legs and ankles had a terrible suppressive force.
It's like the hand of heaven.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the shackles.
"Haha ..."
Middle-aged people saw this scene and laughed loudly: "Don't lose your stubborn resistance, you should be fortunate, just to replace the rest of this seat, if other gods and deities, nine deaths and a lifetime ... Moreover, this seat is the ancient king, you should feel with pleasure."
Feng Hao, who was slowly sinking in shape, shook his head and moved his thoughts, and the half of the tombstone was directly taken into the wind.
Click!
Suddenly, Feng Hao's sunken body stopped suddenly, and the pair of avenue hands disappeared silently.
Feng Hao jumped out of the earth.
"This ... uh?"
The smile on the middle-aged person's face suddenly freezes, and the starry eyes are full of incredible colors.
He was shocked!
This halfway tombstone disappeared.
This half-way tombstone is a road artifact that can suppress the existence of gods and demons.
As long as the name is written on it, whoever will be imprisoned by Heaven for millions of years, unless one day, the name on the tombstone can be rewritten.
But now, what strikes middle-aged people is not that the names on the tombstones have disappeared.
Rather ... the entire tombstone disappeared.
Without Avenue Tombstone, Feng Hao could not be suppressed naturally.
"Tiandao can't accept the Emperor, and the Emperor has to accept it. You ... wouldn't mind?"
Feng Hao stared at the middle-aged man.
Although he could not think of repairing, to compete with the tombstone and the in front of the road, but Fengzhou ...
From the moment it was born, it was above heaven.
As long as this tombstone is not as powerful as above heaven, then Feng Hao does not need to worry too much.
However, in this demon cemetery, it may be because of the spar of the avenue, the induction of Fenghao and Fengzhou ...
It's not particularly smooth, it has a stagnation.
In this case, there is a certain chance that there is no way to communicate with Feng Zhou.
This was also the moment when he was caught in the ground by a ghost, but after several breaths, he successfully communicated with Feng Zhou and collected the tombstone.
"..."
The middle-aged man stared at Feng Hao, and in his eyes, he couldn't stop drowning in horror.
At the beginning ... he was attached to the gravekeeper and showed great interest in Feng Hao.
This is because this is the second half-step ancestor who came to the God Demon Cemetery after successfully walking through Baigu Mountain after a landlord named Xuanyuan hundreds of thousands of years ago.
He had speculated that there might be an avenue artifact on Feng Hao, but at the moment it seems.
This may be more than a simple avenue artifact.
After all, the avenue artifacts are not necessarily able to make the tombstone disappear, but this is the gods and deities cemetery, which is a rule of its own.
For a long time, the middle-aged talents suppressed the throbbing in their hearts and stared at Feng Hao: "Bendi ... so, are you an immortal?"
Feng Hao shook his head and said, "Why do you care about this? The Emperor just wants to know, where is the spar in the avenue of the gods and deities?"
To Feng Hao, the demon cemetery is like the existence of Daozu, these demon ...
Also above it.
This is also the case. Feng Hao is full of hope for the future and wants to climb to the top.
Therefore, the spar of this avenue is determined to win.
Even in the face of these demons, there is no fear, Feng Zhou ... is his biggest hole card.
"Original Spar?"
The middle-aged person corrects Ye Lan's statement, and then says, "It seems ... you didn't come to be a god, did you come from the source spar?"
Feng Hao said: "Yes!"
"No wonder! It will take tens of thousands of years to replace the rest of this seat, but you give up the opportunity of tens of thousands of years to sleep and become a god. I never thought it was for the origin of the spar."
The middle-aged man chuckled: "This original spar is in the devil's cemetery. He is the largest original spar in the world. He is in charge of the avenue of life and death. Thousands of demon are sleeping forever , With an immortal body, you come here now and come from the source spar, but you are not a or a demon, what are your qualifications? "
"How do you know that the Emperor is not qualified?"
Feng Hao looked at the middle-aged humane with a smile: "As long as you tell the emperor the exact location of the spar in the avenue, you will understand that ... the emperor is qualified."
The middle-aged man froze for a moment, and then sneered: "I don't know the exact location of the source spar, but ... you first hand over the avenue artifact."
Wow!
As the voice of the middle-aged person fell, a vast and horrifying force appeared out of nowhere over the demon cemetery.
Then, a big hand was photographed directly.
Feng Hao looked up, his eyes were cold, this was almost the most terrifying shot he faced in this world.
It doesn't seem to have any earth-shattering momentum, but the power of the avenue contained in it is enough to destroy a planet.
Feng Hao is based on the practice of half-walk ancestors today, and there is certainly no way to counteract it.
The whole person disappeared from the demon cemetery.
Rumble!
The giant hand slammed down, and the entire demon cemetery shuddered, and then ... countless tombs collapsed.
One by one, the demon powers stepped out of the grave.
There was a terrible breath from each of the gods and powerful men, far exceeding Daozu.
"King of the ancient gods, you're wrong ..."
A demon strong with a black hole in his head, walked to the side of the ancient king.
The only eyeballs left exuding a fascinating chill.