Desolate mountains and broken walls reveal unyielding and fighting spirit, echoing in the void.

Yang Fan has no distractions and moves forward on this road.

Behind him, the old man has long disappeared.

There was no luster in the dark sky. Looking up, there was only a void. It\'s like there was a force that propped up the sky and the earth, but then it collapsed and dissipated to nothingness.

"Heaven and earth have four poles. If I guess correctly, the secret place in the ice field should be the North Pole!"

"Then the eastern and southern continents should have the same place."

Yang Fan thought.

This place is full of mystery, which makes Yang Fan feel as if it contains some secrets of the whole Wutian continent. If his master hadn\'t brought him to such a place today, he couldn\'t imagine that there would be such a place in the world.

But soon, Yang Fan smiled bitterly.

These are not what he should consider now. Even if there is really any mystery, how long the history of Wutian continent is, either it has long been submerged in the dust, or it has long been the opportunity of others. Where can we get ourselves.

Moreover, he is now on the edge of a storm. This storm, even the existence of the old man at this level, feels thorny, so he can only suffer with the current one.

In other words, the top priority for him is to improve his cultivation.

With this in mind, Yang Fan forcibly suppressed some thoughts in his heart and began to continue walking.

This seems to be an endless road. Although Yang Fan was injured to the origin this time, and the holy palace has been broken, his cultivation has recovered a few points under the condition of continuous drug use.

Therefore, in this case, Yang Fan\'s speed is not slow.

Not to mention shrinking into inches, close to the horizon, it can definitely be said to be extremely fast.

Almost every time he breathes, Yang fan can walk out of a distance of tens of feet. But even so, there is still no end.

The endless barren mountains seem to lead to the depths of endless darkness.

Of course, if only this, it will not have any impact on Yang Fan.

But at this time, Yang Fan obviously felt an unknown force hovering in the dark, as if it would come down at any time.

Under the influence of this force, Yang Fan\'s steps fell unconsciously.

Step by step, like walking on thin ice.

It seems that as long as he takes one step, a force will come.

But Yang Fan couldn\'t capture this power at all, and even he couldn\'t see anything. The only feeling was that when he moved, a forest appeared, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him in the dark. This feeling suddenly tightened Yang Fan\'s heart.

"Sure enough, I knew it wasn\'t that simple!" Yang Fan\'s heart sank.

He had guessed this for a long time.

Although this place is deserted, nothing is impossible for practitioners. If he could walk over here easily, the old man wouldn\'t bring him here.

"Ghost eyes come out!" Yang Fan\'s heart sank and put aside his wishful thinking.

In any case, since we have come here, there is no way back for Yang Fan. Because if you step back, you will fail the old man and the little Firebird in the temple.

At the thought of the despair and unwillingness in his heart, Yang Fan\'s heart surged with infinite fighting spirit.

That feeling, he absolutely doesn\'t want to face a second time.

Decisively, Yang Fan directly started the ghost eyes.

He is still suffering from the sequelae of the naked eye, and his mind can only let him see in front of him, and he can\'t capture the darkness at all.

But ghost eyes can.

Ghost eyes are the product of darkness, so darkness is the real use of ghost eyes.

Boom!

For a moment, in the center of Yang Fan\'s eyebrows, a gloomy idea suddenly surged out.

Then the ghost eyes opened.

Hiss!

Also at this moment, Yang Fan took a breath of air-conditioning directly.

He

Unexpectedly, I saw figures crawling in the darkness in front of me.

But... This is not the most terrible.

What\'s more terrifying is that it\'s not flesh at all, but dead bones!

On the withered bones, there are flashing light blue spirits.

Yang Fan also understood in an instant that his previous feelings were derived from these existence.

However, Yang Fan didn\'t feel any malice from them.

It seems that they all go their own way, don\'t interfere with each other, and don\'t care about Yang Fan.

"A group of poor people have turned into white bones and don\'t know they are dead." Just then, in the holy palace, the little Firebird suddenly said.

In a flash, the little Firebird appeared on Yang Fan\'s shoulder.

"What do you mean?" Yang Fan asked.

"It\'s not interesting. I just feel that these people are a little pathetic and want to give them a break." Said the little Firebird.

"Huh?" Yang Fan was stunned.

I don\'t think the little Firebird should be so kind.

After all, in his cognition, little Firebird has never been a person willing to do good things for no reason.

This is not in line with his personal design.

"Don\'t be surprised. I\'m also a man with feelings. The existence of this place deserves respect." Said the little Firebird.

Yang Fan pondered slightly.

He didn\'t know why the little Firebird made such a sigh, but obviously he didn\'t interrupt.

Because he was in awe of this place because of the old man\'s previous sentence, which did not destroy the soul of war.

"What kind of existence is this?" Yang Fan asked.

"How to say? You can understand it as the backbone of heaven and earth." Said the little Firebird.

Yang Fan\'s face was instantly solemn: "what do you mean?"

"As you can see, these continuous barren mountains used to support the sky. But then something happened, the backbone broke and the world collapsed, so it became like this." The little Firebird said, his face changed from the previous debauchery, and even vaguely heavy.

"This continuous barren mountain once held up the sky?"

"Not only once. Even now, it is the same. If this place collapses, the terror outside the sky will come in an instant."

Yang Fan\'s face was extremely heavy for a moment.

He didn\'t ask more.

Intuition told him that even if he asked, the little bird\'s answer may only be the one once said: don\'t ask, just don\'t know.

With this in mind, Yang Fan had to change the topic:

"Then these white bones?"

"Maybe it\'s someone who, like you, is desperate and comes here to look for an opportunity. It\'s just that they don\'t have the opportunity."

Yang Fan and little Firebird talk to each other.

And Yang Fan also understood.

This time, little Firebird really moved his heart of compassion, because this piece of earth once supported the sky, and now even if it collapses, it is still guarding the world.

No wonder he dares to say that this is the backbone of heaven and earth.

No wonder the old man said before that those sculptures were immortal souls of war.

Apart from anything else, they can afford it. They say so.

Also at this time, the little Firebird suddenly shot, and a little rosefinch fire ignited the world in an instant:

"Dust to dust, earth to earth. The fire Lord will give you a ride. If you are unwilling, leave your fighting spirit and bless this land. If not, it will disappear."