Chapter 574

Boom!

Ye Hao approached the cliff carefully. A terrible "trend" seemed to envelop him like an ancient mountain. It was everywhere, making it difficult for him to move. Even the floating gray beads on his head hummed and trembled. It seemed that he was under great pressure.

Ye Hao swallowed his saliva and his heart couldn't help but tighten for a while. He can imagine that if it weren't for the protection of gray beads, the terrible pressure here would be enough to crush him into blood mud.

"I'm afraid that apart from the supreme giant, even heaven and man can't resist this pressure."

Ye Hao was shocked at the bottom of his heart. He hardened his head and took a few steps. He squinted at the stone wall in front of him. He couldn't see what material it was, but it wasn't ordinary stone. There were some subtle cracks on it, full of the breath of vicissitudes of years, which was very mysterious.

"Take it and go!"

Ye Hao bit his teeth, no longer thought about it, turned his eyes to the cave at the top of the stone wall, and carefully began to climb.

This thousand foot cliff is too strange and filled with a terrible "potential". Under this terrible pressure, I'm afraid even the supreme giants can only climb like mortals and can't resist the sky.

Fortunately, the cliff is not as smooth as a mirror. The cracks on it are just for Ye Hao to work hard. At the moment, he climbs slowly and carefully like an ape.

"Who is buried in these hanging coffins?"

In the process of climbing, Ye Hao kept away from those bloody hanging coffins, but Rao was far enough away. The dead coffins still exuded an extremely terrible smell, and the inexplicable Tao was faintly wrapped, and the scene was extremely frightening.

"Are these Tao runes left in the coffin before life?"

Ye Hao's face was very dignified, and an incredible guess appeared in his heart.

Not all the 72 bloody coffins are buried by supreme giants, right?

Thinking of this, Ye Hao's scalp felt numb.

The supreme giant, which is not overlooking the heavens and imposing thousands of areas, is really standing at the top of the pyramid.

Such a person, Rao, can't find much because of the vastness of the world. In fact, the threshold of the supreme field is like a Tianlong gap, which has stopped too many amazing demons Tianjiao since ancient times.

If the 72 hanging coffins were really the supreme one, it would definitely be a major event that shocked the world. It was so terrible that it could not be imagined.

You should know that even those Taoists who stand on the top of immortality, in addition to the supreme saints, there are only about three supreme masters in the family. This shows how rare the strong in this realm is.

The seventy-two supreme masters are absolutely an unimaginable force. If they are still alive, they are enough to sweep nine days and ten places. No one in the whole world can resist them.

"I think too much."

Ye Hao breathed a little unnaturally. After all, if it was true as he guessed, the most frightening thing was not the number of 72 supreme masters.

But what terrible reason can make such a terrible force sweeping the world fall.

And who placed the 72 hanging coffins in the deepest place of the eternal land.

Ye Hao sighed, shook his head and stopped thinking. The water in it is too deep. With his current strength, he is not even qualified to explore.

Putting aside his thoughts, he continued to climb. As he went up, Ye Hao found that the pressure became more and more terrible. Even the smell of those bloody hanging coffins seemed to be much more terrible. Rao was sheltered by gray beads. There were many cracks on his body, which seemed to disintegrate at any time.

The depth of the eternal land is too terrible, especially the thousand foot cliff can be called a Jedi among the Jedi.

"Soon!"

Ye Hao clenched his teeth tightly and was only tens of feet away from the cave at the top of the cliff. How could he give up easily when he reached this step.

Finally, after more than half an hour, Ye Hao grabbed a crack in the stone wall with his palm, jumped up fiercely, and suddenly climbed to the top cave.

Qiang!

At the moment of the first stop, Ye Hao took out the broken halberd and looked around with great vigilance.

Although the cave at the top was cut on the stone wall, there was a platform more than ten feet in size at the entrance.

At the moment, on the platform, except Ye Hao, there is only the king Sheng who sits with his head down and has no vitality.

Ye Hao's heart was tense. After a while, he determined that there was no danger for the time being. He was secretly relieved. His eyes turned to the figure sitting nearby, and his eyes showed complexity.

Wang Sheng of Confucianism, who is proficient in the essence of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, is also an original mind and learning. It can be said that he is the strongest person in the world who has the most hope to compare with his master after Zhang Sheng.

But it's a pity that such a talented and amazing figure should fall on the cliff.

Ye Hao is standing at the edge of the platform, facing the constant impact of overwhelming terrorist pressure.

After all, even if the most powerful people like Wang Sheng fall, they can only bear the residual pressure of the corpse, even ordinary supreme masters, including gray beads. At the moment, they are rotating and floating on his head, dark light and waves, constantly trembling, and seem to be under extremely terrible pressure.

"What a terrible power. Is this the real strong man?"

Ye Hao's eyes are solemn and dignified. It can be said that this is the first time he has come into close contact with the strong man of the supreme peak. At the same time, his heart is full of confusion. Wang Sheng's foot has entered the field of saints. How can he fall easily with such towering strength.

"No wound?"

In silence, Ye Hao's black eyes tightened fiercely, and his face showed disbelief and horror. He looked at Wang Sheng's body carefully, but he didn't find any scars on him, even no blood, as if he died suddenly.

It's really weird. With the strength of Wang Sheng, I'm afraid the real sage can't do anything. How can he die like a mortal?

Ye Hao is a little worried. The depths of the eternal land are too evil and strange. There are not only so many mysterious hanging coffins, but also the death of Wang Shengdu is unclear. Is there still a great terror here... That he has not found?

In his wild thoughts, he suddenly noticed the look on Wang Sheng's face. His eyes shrank slightly, and a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on his face.

Wang Sheng's face is elegant, but at the moment, his face looks ferocious. It seems to keep the appearance before the fall. Even in his eyes without any vitality, there is still a thick sense of despair and misery, gray and chilling.

Ye Hao breathed slightly, his face was completely stiff, and his heart set off an unprecedented storm.

"How could..."

He unconsciously stepped back and his body felt a burst of ice cold.

Ye Hao had some fear in his heart. It was all because of the residual look on Wang Sheng's face at the moment.

deja vu.

Even, it was the same as Zhang Sheng's despair.