This force of time can be said to be condensed to the extreme, if we say that these dead souls only exist in the past.


    Then Gu Zhun''s sword came across the long river of time and cut towards them with the power of the past.


    "Gollum!"


    Gu Zhun''s sword struck sideways, like a knife cutting butter. You can see that the whole black cloud was directly cut in half by Gu Zhun''s sword.


    The black cloud was divided into two. Among thousands of dead souls, there were bursts of sad screams at the moment.


    One after another, the dead souls were separated, and these dead souls tortured by the power of the vast past were distorted. It can be seen that they suffered great pain.


    Seeing these dead souls, they will be scared. However, at this time, the resentment of the dead souls towards Gu Zhun has reached an extreme. They have to pull Gu Zhun as a cushion.


    Therefore, with such an idea, these dead souls also rushed towards Gu Zhun one by one at this time.


    "Jie Jie!"


    "Gollum!"


    The dead can''t speak. At this time, they can only sneer and rush towards Gu Zhun. It can be said to be very terrible.


    I''m afraid that even ordinary true gods have to avoid the edge when thousands of dead souls fight back on the verge of death. If these dead souls really want to drag a person to death regardless of the cost, it''s not impossible to pull a true God into the water under normal circumstances.


    But now Gu Zhun looked at these dead souls rushing towards him, trying to take himself as a cushion.


    Then he smiled.


    act recklessly and blindly!


    Dying counterattack?


    I don''t see if I have that qualification.


    In the blink of an eye, Gu Zhun moved. The Dao sword in his hand was held flat, and the terrible sword idea spread out, just like the incarnation of an eternal sword emperor.


    The panic spread.


    A golden ancient road opened in front of Gu Zhun.


    How terrible is Gu Zhun''s sword idea?


    No one has really seen it over the years.


    But this time, Gu Zhun used his sword.


    With the help of this Dao sword, Gu Zhun''s sword idea opened, and the aura around him suddenly became manic.


    It seems that every wisp of aura turns into an ancient bronze sword, showing its sharp edge and exposing its fangs towards these dead souls.


    "Death!" Gu Zhun Leng drank and pointed away in his hand. Suddenly, thousands of bronze swords rushed towards the dead souls.


    "Whoosh, whoosh!"


    Dao Jian''s sword turned into a meteor and stabbed the dead soul who came back.


    Just in an instant, under the frightened face of many dead souls, after each bronze sword cuts a dead soul, it turns into smoke and dust.


    After a few breaths, these souls were cut into nothingness under Gu Zhun''s sword intention.


    This scene was also seen by song Qingyun and others who hurried here. They were stunned and looked straight at the golden ancient road opened by Gu Zhun in the sky.


    The strong sword seems to deter the whole Wanli solitary grave.


    The breath of terror shook thousands of miles. Whether it was the bone people buried under the thousands of miles of solitary graves or the wandering souls between heaven and earth, they were all frightened and curled up one by one.


    Even the largest army of dead souls in thousands of miles of solitary graves felt numb at the moment. They were deeply afraid of the sword meaning. Inadvertently, they were far away from Gu Zhun. Even they didn''t want to meet such a thorny guy as Gu Zhun.


    Gu Zhun put away the Dao sword, and then hung it around his waist at will. You can see that after Gu Zhun killed the army of the dead, the originally tumbling black clouds have disappeared in the sky.


    Tens of thousands of coffins wrapped in black clouds at the beginning also hit the ground like rain.


    The people in these coffins died for tens of thousands of years at least, and most of them were even figures from ancient times.


    The coffin carrying them had already decayed. At this time, they lost the power of the dead. After the blessing, it was almost shattered the moment it fell to the ground.


    Only one corpse fell to the ground and piled into a big corpse mountain!


    Wang Xian and others were shocked. A corpse mountain appeared in front of them. It''s hard to imagine how many people died here that year.


    "These people may have been monks in Tianxuan realm before they died. Even, there are many strong real gods, and there may be one or two invincible people."


    Silver moon took a deep breath and said.


    "However, they are all dead now, leaving only one body, thousands of miles of solitary graves. Indeed, they deserve their reputation."


    Song Qingyun, they stopped talking.


    At this time, a corpse mountain appeared in front of them. It is hard to imagine that every corpse here was once a powerful generation in those years, and it is even possible to suppress the first generation in their own era.


    They seemed to be able to foresee that if they didn''t come in with their own master this time, I''m afraid they would end up being swallowed up by the dead like these people.


    It''s horrible.


    Huang Wei looked at his scalp and felt numb. The whole man couldn''t help but step back.


    He was well-informed, and at this time he had recognized several people among these corpses.


    "This is the true God of Qingwei. He is a famous true God in ancient times. He once participated in the boundary battlefield. Later, he disappeared after he left the boundary battlefield. Everyone thought he was living in seclusion. Unexpectedly, he entered the Wanli solitary grave."


    Huang Wei pointed to one of the bodies and said, holding a long blue knife in his hand.


    This long knife is very famous in the history of the nine circles. It is a rare divine weapon in ancient times, and it is also the exclusive possession of the true God of Qingwei. With this knife, Huang Wei recognized this man as a very famous true God at a glance.


    "This is a very famous fairy in the nine circles 100000 years ago. The fairy with broad sleeves, who once pursued her, could row from the north to the East. How many people thought about her dreams at night. Unexpectedly, they turned into a pile of dead bones and died here."


    Huang Wei added that he saw a black ring on the right hand of a female corpse. The pattern of the ring was unique. It was the one that the wide sleeved fairy remembered 100000 years ago.


    Huang Wei shook his head as he spoke. He didn''t want to see it anymore.


    Because there are too many dead people here. Most of them were once famous. Now they are dead. Huang Wei can''t say it.


    Therefore, simply out of sight is net.


    At this time, Gu Zhun was falling from the sky, and everyone''s eyes were looking at him.


    "Uncle, what about these bodies?" at this time, Huang Wei asked.


    Gu Zhun glanced at it and said, "what else can we do? No matter what happened before he died, he has now turned into a dead bone. Burn it. It''s a good thing."


    Gu Zhun didn''t even think about it, so he said it directly.