An unexpected look appeared on Ye Qingyu's face.

Although he just pushed it casually, he still had millions of pounds of strength, and the tombstone was still not moving!

Too strange.

How could such a small stone tablet be so heavy?

Ye Qingyu couldn't believe it, and he pushed his palm again.

This time, it really makes efforts.

But...what's the situation!

The tombstone is still standing in front of you as steady as Mount Tai.

At that moment, Ye Qingyu had the illusion of an ant shaking the tree.

He checked the tombstone again, but he still didn't feel that it contained any power of gods and demons, and there was not even a trace of spiritual power. It was completely an ordinary stone tablet.

I still don't believe it!

Ye Qingyu exerted his strength again, bursting out all the power to push towards the stone tablet.

The stone tablet is still motionless.

"Save...I"

A faint fluctuation under the tombstone was still coming intermittently.

No matter what!

The true meaning of the dragon!

Ye Qingyu turned his palms into dragon claws, and directly burst out the most powerful flesh-like power, pushing towards the stone tablet.

However--

Bang.

Amid the muffled sound, the black tombstone under the dragon's claws were like a piece of ten thousand-year-old heavy iron rooted here, without moving at all.

"What's the situation?" Ye Qingyu was completely shocked.

He was not convinced, and then tried several times in various ways and angles. Unfortunately, the tombstone remained unmoved, and there was no trace of depression even the soil attached to the base of the monument.

Since I can't push it away, I'll chop you!

Immediately, Ye Qingyu held the palm of his hand, and the power of purple chaotic thunder and lightning turned into a long sword of lightning, slashing straight towards the tombstone.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Mars are splashing everywhere.

The tombstone trembled slightly, but there was no crack at all, like an ordinary blunt weapon slashing on the barrier made of diamonds and sinking iron.

Ye Qingyu was stunned.

The body of a powerful man in the Immortal Level Realm is able to split the body of a powerful man in an instant, and the chaotic thunder and lightning power contained in the remains of the Thunder Emperor, actually knocked out a few Mars to the tombstone!

Where did these black and gray rocks come from? How could they be so heavy and sturdy?

"Save me...Save me..."

The fluctuations under the tombstone are already there and there is nothing.

Ye Qingyu turned his head and glanced at the Phoenix Heavenly Girl.

This woman had no intention of taking action.

Then his spiritual sense moved and he sank into the Yunding copper furnace.

Floating in the copper furnace, the huge blood-drinking sword as big as a door panel was flashing with a faint blood-colored light. Ye Qingyu was about to grab the blood-drinking sword and try it, but at this moment, he suddenly saw the dragon blood battle halberd floating on the other side, like a dormant state.

Um?

How to forget it!

The ruins where the Dragon Blood Battle Sphur appeared were the most severely damaged battlefield Ye Qingyu had seen along the road. All the buildings and tombstones of the Age of Gods and Demons turned into powder, which shows that the power contained in this sub-imperial weapon is enough to destroy the world.

Why not try it first?

Ye Qingyu wanted to know the power of this battle halberd.

He directly reached out and grabbed the battle halberd.

"Just try it with you."

The Dragon Blood Battle Sphur is the ancestral weapon of the Dragon Blood Dynasty. It is still unknown whether it can be activated.

Ye Qingyu was also feeling a little nervous, and he tried to inject a trace of thunder and lightning into the battle halberd.

Strange changes exploded instantly.

It seemed as if the dragon body was in a dormant state that suddenly appeared a light of purple and gold, as if the golden dragon wrapped around the battle record was instantly awakened. At the same time, it was like the blood-colored three-pointed blood flowing in it emitted a blood mist, bursting out with extremely terrifying and powerful power.

"It's done... I've actually successfully activated this magic weapon. Haha."

Ye Qingyu was overjoyed.

roar!

The dragon roars and trembles in the sky, like the power of gods and demons, making people tremble.

Ye Qingyu, bathed in a purple-gold halo, held the dragon blood battle halberd in his hand and slashed down towards the tombstone.

Bang!

The black tombstone, as hard as diamonds and sinking iron, was instantly split into shattered stones and scattered around the tomb.

The next moment.

A messy figure, broken clothes, covered in blood and mud, crawled out from under the tomb.

"Yes... it's you!"

Ye Qingyu spoke out in surprise.

Although the figure crawling out of the tomb was covered in blood, with disheveled hair, and his face seemed to be disfigured, he still recognized the identity of the figure from his clothes and breath at a glance.

Tian Huayu, the head of the Ancient Tianlong Sect.

Ye Qingyu remembered that he was the first to stand on the arena and enter the peak Immortal level powerhouse who entered the Dark Gate with the quota of the Tianyun Sect's Taoist Guardian.

Tian Huayu, who had both hands and feet crawled out of the tomb, was dying at this time, as if he was about to die at any time. He tried his best to climb to a broken monument, leaning against the broken monument and breathing. His body seemed to be tortured by some force, and his expression was in great pain.

Ye Qingyu observed carefully.

Only then did Tian Huayu find that in addition to the blooming flesh and blood and black mud, there were also very strange dark green traces.

These traces do not seem to be stained on the skin, but rather appear to be revealed from the skin.

After a closer look, all the blood vessels in his limbs and bones burst out, and dark green liquid surged.

It seemed that some terrible force was eroding his bloodline and energy, making his vitality almost gone.

"The power of curse."

There was surprise in the Phoenix Heavenly Girl's voice, and she took a step back, with a hint of alertness in her voice.

Ye Qingyu was shocked when he heard this.

Those dark green traces are the power of curses?

I heard that even the quasi-emperor of the person who has the power of curses is hard to escape, and these powers are like bone-eroding poisonous insects. If other powerful people approach, they will be infected instantly and die suddenly.

"You...you are...human race..."

Tian Huayu, the head of the Ancient Tianlong Sect who was suffering a lot of pain, looked up and saw Ye Qingyu's figure. His miserable and terrifying face actually showed a faint smile.

Ye Qingyu nodded.

As if seeing hope, Tian Huayu, who had been trying hard to support him, suddenly forced the remaining Yuanli in his body to gather a line of his heart, and spoke again as if he was looking back. He even felt a bit pleading in his words.

"This is... the Tianlong Order... the leader's token of the Ancient Sect of the Tianlong... the resources of the Ancient World of the Tianlong are exhausted... the laws are exhausted... the life cycle is less than two thousand years. At that time... all creatures will face a catastrophe. My sect has served as the head of the sect, and I have worked hard to pass on my life's intensive study from generation to generation... to exchange for my strength to enter the Dark Gate... million years ago, the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Sect of the Tianlong... had entered the 18th area, but several treasures were lost here with... the Tianlong Ancient World... I'm sorry to use this token of the Chief... to find the secret treasure of the Tianlong... bring back the Ancient World of the Tianlong and revitalize the Ancient Sect of the Tianlong... For the sake of being the same human race... to save the human race of the Ancient World of the Tianlong... I... I can't do it anymore... young man... I... please... please... please..."

Tian Huayu, the head of the Ancient Sect of Tianlong, spoke intermittently, with a look of pleading.

A generation of outstanding people is so in a downturn.

He held a black iron token carved with the Panlong Flying Sky Totem, his consciousness was already a little blurred and chaotic, but there was still a trace of unwillingness and sorrow in his eyes.

The situation of the great world where all races compete for power, and the human race's general decline has long been common.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu looked at Tian Huayu who carries the fate of a world and couldn't help but think of the situation in Tianhuang Realm, and there was a hint of pity for mutual appreciation in his heart.

He reached out and got the token of the head sect.

"Okay...I promise you."

Ye Qingyu's expression was solemn and his tone was solemn.

"That's great... I'm exhausted... I'm hit again... the power of curses... Even if I leave here... this body will... harm innocent people. Please bury me here..."
To be continued...