The full moon hung high among the mountains. The old man sensed something and looked a little sad.
In the wilderness, in the temple of prosperity and decay, Muyuan, which belongs to the people who have returned to their origins, is quiet.
"The ancient wind and thunder have also passed away, and the ancient beast has lost two more heads. If this continues, the ancient beast will really disappear in the wilderness." He sighed, "You did a good thing, Shao Yu, deliberately lost a ray. The fire of returning to the source is outside, allowing the newly born Taihang Dragon Lord to kill the natural saints on the holy road. For this reason, you even awakened them as Fentian."
"You knew it, didn't you stop it?" Shao Yu asked coldly.
"Stop? Why should I stop it? Even if I can survive this period of time, Fenglei will die when the next era ripple comes. With their current situation, they are no longer able to survive the era ripple. Instead of dying silently under the impact of the era ripple Why don't you go to the battlefield and fight at the end of your life, just like the ancient beasts once knocked down your Great Wall of the Universe in Kyushu and acted as the vanguard to capture the mainland of Kyushu." The old man smiled.
The gorgeous tail feathers of the young eagle are swaying like a dancing skirt of flames that illuminates the dusk.
"But Kyushu will eventually return, and your inexorable fear will eventually come again. Even if you have conquered the Kyushu mainland, the true power of Tianyuan still remains, waiting for the day when the world will be overturned."
"Okay, Young Master, don't provoke me with these words. I'm afraid I know much better than you on this point." The old man rubbed his scepter and said in a reminiscing tone, "Old man is not a unified person like you, but you It doesn’t affect me at all, do you know why?”
Shao Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. She knew that the old man in front of her did not belong to this universe at all, but when this answer was acknowledged by the other party, she felt particularly different. This was a clear sign. Probably for this old man, the fact that he was once a Ji-zhao is not worth hiding or boasting about, just like when he was young and broke out into a world, he grew old and became an old man talking to children about the past, without being high-spirited or dejected. Ecstasy, a little remembrance and peace are all.
"Jizhao! You are already the only one who is illuminated!" Shao Yu lowered his voice.
"Hahahahaha! That's right!" The old man laughed loudly, "I fell into the Jizhao battlefield above the infinite universe. The Jizhao realm is dim. I am trapped in this corner of the world and have no chance to rise again!"
"But you differentiated the law of life and death dozens of eras ago, which means that you have existed in this universe for at least nearly a hundred eras. The Battle of Kyushu can be called modern times in this era, and there are many people who have embarked on this journey. No creature that has passed through the battlefield will die! ”
"The time between universes is not equal. Maybe Kyushu in this universe has just begun to rise, while Kyushu in another universe has already had unimaginable terrifying creatures. Kyushu used to be a round sky, and was not subject to any restrictions. The constraints of time and space, but it finally collapsed and fell. I did not witness the last scene of the collapse of Kyushu. I may have judged that the Kyushu of this universe is just a projection of the round sky. You have failed, and Kyushu has lost the round sky. Uniqueness, it is not surprising that there may be differentiation. ”
"The Kyushu Fall has no concept of time. It has only one result. The so-called how long ago is just a concept that you have forcibly added for the convenience of understanding. Maybe it was yesterday, maybe hundreds of epochs ago, but in this universe, this node seems Fixed at the end of the previous era.”
The old man calmly described the terrifying scene in the majestic universe. This is a picture that the creatures under the silent light cannot understand at all. The time axis is wrong, but they keep pace with each other.
"How did you survive?"
"The old man has not survived at all. Death is the end. He is just dragging his dying body to complete some things."
Shao Yu realized something was wrong.
The old man chuckled and said: "Don't be nervous, this has nothing to do with you."
"That monster from outside the universe?" Shao Yu stared at the old man.
"It has nothing to do with him." The old man replied, "By the way, Shao Yu came here not only to reminisce about the past, right? The Temple of Rongkui is a forbidden area in the wilderness."
"I'm here to kill those sleeping Guiyuan."
"It's such a big deal. Breaking into the Temple of Rongku and killing people. If Shao Ji himself had a chance, he might still have a chance. But just driving Burning Sky's body here would be looking down on those Heavenly Khans."
"Those who still have some breath left the Temple of Prosperity and Death. The rest, I'm afraid, don't even have half a breath. They are completely dependent on the life cycle power contained in the Temple of Prosperity and Death. It's easy to kill such things."
The old man's withered fingers rubbed the top of the scepter. After a moment of silence, he didn't stop him.
Even Shao Yu, who thought he couldn't accomplish this, was surprised.
"If you don't even want to consume these life sources, what are you going to do?" Shao Yu did not relax, but became more vigilant.
"In this case, Your Excellency Shao Ji, please respect yourself, and I will send you off not far away." The old man did not respond. He didn't even raise his head. He walked on the ground with his scepter, and the pasture was quickly moving away from Shao Ji. …………
In the snow-capped mountains, the screen hangs from the sky, and the thick snow weighs down the branches.
There was a man walking alone on the small road, wearing a black cloak and a black gold broadsword hanging on his waist. Her hair was like snow, her face was like frost, and between her brows and eyes there was a chill that was colder than the sky and the earth.
But the next moment, the sky opened, and scorching air waves fell from the sky, melting the heavy snow in an instant, and the expanding heat wave also lifted the forehead of the lone woman.
She raised her head, her emerald eyes reflecting the blazing fire in the starry sky, standing like a flaming throne in the center of the universe. The influence of the cosmic heat wave could be felt at an unknown distance from here, and she could not imagine what a tragic scene it was around the battlefield.
The scorching air currents from the depths of the universe tore apart the sky, turning the world from cold winter to scorching purgatory in an instant.
She shook her head, "The power of Guiyuan is really frightening to all living beings."
"That's it." Suddenly, a casual response came from behind her.
The woman was stunned. This voice was so familiar, but she hadn't heard it for so long that it became unfamiliar.
Her hand was already on the handle of the black gold broadsword.
Because this is impossible.
She drew her sword and turned around, the snow-like light of the sword pointed directly at the person behind her.
Under the blade, the man seemed stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.
"Long time no see, Qing Yan." He said softly.
Qing Yan's hand holding the sword subconsciously relaxed for a moment, but then he held it tighter. The power of heaven roared, and the terrifying light of the sword was directed towards the face of the attacker.
"Ding——!" The opponent held the Cang Ming Sword with the back of his hand and used his knuckles to knock open the divine sword that symbolized the power of God. Qing Yan noticed that the opponent's palms were broad and slender and covered with calluses and scars. The red dragon scales appeared and then disappeared again.
Only then did Qing Yan really take stock of the figure in front of him.
The first feeling was that it was ancient. He stood here like an eternal stone statue. Although his face was clean and tidy, there were traces of time everywhere.
The man is tall and wearing a black ancient robe. This is consistent with his true nature, Qing Yan thought, but her vigilance still remained, and she continued to observe the other person silently.
The dark, hard hair was messily spread out, and the dark golden vertical pupils had no sense of divine majesty at all, and instead looked at her with a cold feeling. Qing Yan's gaze paused, resting on the opponent's left face that was torn by sword marks. Even the left eye was a dull grayish white.
Qing Yan frowned.
The man obviously noticed where Qing Yan was observing. He stretched out his hand to touch the hideous scar on his left face and smiled, "A small injury doesn't bother me. I think it's pretty good that I survived."
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Qingyan stared at the man's single eye burning with a golden candle and sighed, "Yes, it's good to be alive."
"Long time no see, Nanzhu."
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