Chapter 1011 (1/2)
More than a year!
The old woman still remembers that when she came to the Yin and Yang world, Bai Yi was just the weakest hell girl!
At that time, they were sitting in the teahouse and heard the news that the night wind blackmailed the twenty-four great ancient families and ruined them!
From then on, Bai Yi decided to come to the gods to bury and obtain the inheritance of ancient gods!
She will use her own life to prepare for the night wind coming to Yin and Yang!
Once gone, it will be a year!
Now the old woman looks into the abyss of the burial of all gods!
I saw, in this boundless abyss, there are one after another terrible grave!
In every grave, there is an archaic God buried!
Thousands of God's tombs, connected together, like a sleeping dragon, coiled at the bottom of the abyss!
Besides that!
Every time you get the inheritance of an Archaean God, you will get the certification of that Archaean God!
God's tomb will be split and branded with the inheritor's name!
Until this inheritor can't bear it and die away, these names will disappear, and the cracks on God's tomb will heal!
Continue to wait for the next inheritor!
And now!
There is a crack in the dense archaic tomb!
On every grave, there are two words of horror - Bai Yi!
It can be said that Bai Yi is the person who has obtained the most ancient gods' inheritance in history!
Even, the descendants of those archaic gods have been shocked!
Come here one after another, waiting for the birth of the first master of the God burial!
Tick!
Tick!
At this moment, the cold sweat, from the old woman's forehead, constantly flowing down!
I'm so nervous!
Not only that!
Around those Archaean God descendants of the voice of discussion, is to let her heart, mercilessly pull together!
”This little girl is so incredible that she can come to the tomb of the ancient Bodhi God!”
”Yes! Bodhisattva God is one of the most terrifying temples in ancient times! He had no apprentice and no son in his life. Before he died, he buried all the inheritance of his life! In the words of Bodhisattva, no one is qualified to be his disciple in the whole archaic world
”Well This little girl is the weakest and the longest walking among the human beings who came to bury the gods! Besides talent, what's more important is perseverance
”Yes! It's hard to imagine what it is to support this little girl to go to the present
“……”
The descendants of these archaic gods, one by one, marvel!
But hearing their words, an old woman's heart almost raised her voice!
”Bodhi God! According to the records of ancient books, this man is the most arrogant old monster in the Archaic period
”No father, no mother, no parent, no reason! It is a Bodhisattva between heaven and earth, transformed into an adult! ”
”It is said that the fairy, who was known as the first genius of Taigu, went to seek Tao and knelt for 33033 years! Finally, the Bodhi God gave her only one word - go
Speaking of this!
The corner of the old woman's mouth, emerge a wry smile!
Before, she didn't know that this terrible ancestor was buried here!
Otherwise, she would never let Bai come here!
It's almost impossible to succeed!
”Little girl, whether you succeed or not, you must live!”
”You You're going to live to see that stinky boy
The old woman is worried to the extreme!
And at the same time!
Inside the huge Tomb of Bodhi God!
An ancient coffin engraved with god Buddha is in the center of the tomb!
In front of the ancient coffin, there is an offering platform!
Above, a girl in white, sitting there quietly!
She is Bai Yi!
Tick!
Tick!
At the moment, her eyes are closed, it seems that she is suffering from boundless pain. The original skin is like clotting fat, and the cracks are inch by inch!
A trace of scarlet blood, from the skin, constantly dripping out!
”I I must succeed... ”
Bai Yi almost fainted several times!
But whenever she thinks of that person, her delicate body will tremble, continue to insist!
Majestic pain, her meridians, one by one burst!
White clothes, raw and soaked into blood clothes!
”Hum!”
At this time, a cold hum from the inside of the coffin, resounding!
The voice, as if from Taigu, was filled with a strong chill: