Every house is holy white, but it is obviously dilapidated.

It's very quiet around!

In addition to the wind, doors and windows with the wind shaking creak, there is no other sound.

The sun falls on the suspended mountain, giving people a kind of warmth and tranquility in decline.

"Step on..."

Almost coincidentally, all the people walked towards the huge palace.

Soon, the people stood under the steps of the palace gate and looked up at the palace gate. The gate was very tall. Dozens of Qin Shuang people stood under the gate, just like dozens of ants.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

They all flew and stood in front of the gate. A cold wind blowing out from the half open door, whine sound, has a kind of bone chilling, the wind blowing out from the inside, mixed with the smell of dirty mildew.

One of the friars standing in the front reached out and pressed on the gate.

"Creak..."

The half closed door was completely pushed open, and the scene inside was gradually reflected into the eyes of the public as the door opened. Inside is a spacious reception hall. It's dark and hard to see clearly, but on the ground in front of the door, you can clearly see the strange and mysterious runes.

"Hoo..."

Qin Shuang breathed out a breath gently, and her nerves were tense. From the rune pattern that only shows a little, Qin Shuang already knows that this secret place is definitely not from the spirit world, but from the immortal world. It's falling from the fairyland. Because these runes she knew were higher than the master's realm. Although she is not a great master now, she has seen this kind of Rune in the inheritance of Xueqin. Although she doesn't understand it, she knows it.

"Weiyang, have you ever been here?" The two spirits of Qin transmit sound.

"Yes, don't worry. There's no danger here." Weiyang's voice rings out in Qin Shuang's consciousness, full of memories and a little bleak.

"Step on..."

Someone came in. Then more people went in, and qinshuang also went in. Although the hall was a little dark, it was not without light. Although they did not know where the light came from, it was clearly there, so that they could see around.

Qin Shuang's eyes looked around and saw that the main hall was just like the reception hall. There was a main seat at the top of the center and two rows of seats on both sides. The rest was empty and nothing else. Looking around, you can see the messy handwriting carved on the wall. The handwriting is regular at first, but it becomes scribbled later. The handwriting is different. It is not left by one person at first sight, and you can understand the mood of those who left the handwriting at that time. He was calm at first, and gradually became irritable.

Qin Shuang walked out of the crowd and toward a wall. His eyes first fell on the neat handwriting. At the same time, the divine sense said:

"Weiyang, have you seen all these handwriting?"

"Well!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Alas..." Weiyang sighed: "see for yourself!"

Qin Shuang's heart rose a little bit bad, began to look up.

"Here comes the catastrophe! The sky even split, which seems to have another world, a fairyland wider than the world. Never seen creatures rush out from inside, endless, too many people die... "

I don't know what happened to that person. Qin Shuang's eyes continue to move down. This is another person's handwriting, which is different from the previous person.

"The immortal Lord has come back, but our omnipotent immortal Lord has not brought them hope. We are in a panic. Everyone feels that the whole fairyland is going to be destroyed under the catastrophe. Our hope is like an oil lamp in the wind, which will go out at any time."

"There are more and more places occupied by the fairyland. Although the hundred ethnic groups are united, they are constantly retreating. The clan that has been passed on for hundreds of millions of years has been destroyed, which means that the civilization of the fairyland is being destroyed. All living beings will lose hope and everything will be destroyed!"

"My God! What kind of thing is it? It's too big to see the whole outline. One forearm was cut off. Just like Tianqing, he broke the fairy palace... "

"I can't believe that I can still survive when the fairy palace is broken, but where is the immortal Lord?"

Qin double line down, different fonts, handwriting more and more scribble, you can see the writer's irritability and despair.

It's just that Qin Shuang doesn't understand very well. Just can see, it seems fairyland broke out a huge catastrophe, in this catastrophe, it is not only the Terran face destruction. All races are facing destruction, and in the midst of this devastation, all races join hands.

However, even if they join hands, they are losing. From the meaning of the handwriting, they just delay the destruction. Qin Shuang frowned and continued to look down.

"A year.

It's been a year since the fairy palace was broken, but there is still no hope. More and more monsters come in from outside the sky. The strength of those monsters is getting stronger and stronger. They die every day. Maybe I will die tomorrow. ""We're going to leave. It's been another year and we can't hold on here. We're evacuating. However, I feel that even if we leave, we will live for a short time, and eventually we will be forced to retreat by the monsters beyond the sky... "

After reading one wall, Qin Shuang goes to another wall. After reading all the handwriting, Qin Shuang frowns deeper. Basically, the situation is the same. The handwriting is recorded in the evacuation, and the handwriting is full of despair, which makes people feel less hope.

"What happened to fairyland?

Havoc!

What kind of catastrophe will make the whole fairyland face the danger of being destroyed?

Now, in the fairyland, is the catastrophe not over?

Or is the fairyland destroyed?

The most important thing is... "

Qin Shuang's eyes swept around: "is there any danger here?"

She didn't fully believe Weiyang's words. Weiyang and the prison didn't encounter danger here at the beginning, which doesn't mean they won't encounter danger this time.

In addition to the heavy breathing sound, there was no movement in the hall. It seemed that it was peaceful without danger, but it made people feel depressed.

"Havoc?"

Qin's eyes show the color of thinking. She slowly turns around the whole hall. She sees blood stains on the ground and on the walls. The blood stains have been very thin for a long time. But after so long, the blood stains still haven't disappeared completely. You can imagine how powerful the masters of these blood stains are!

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