Chapter 1034

"How? Isn't it spectacular? "

Ji Xiangxun flew up and appeared in front of Lu Li. He asked with a smile.

"Shocking."

Lu Li nodded, "which sage's coffin is this?"

"The one who is resting in the coffin is one of the true ancestors of the evil way, Xingsha."

Ji Xiangxun explained with a smile, "my father's message to me is that you have met grandma Shura. This Xingsha Mazu and grandma Shura are strong at the same time. They can be said to be equal. It's just that this Xingsha Mazu has a bad life. He has experienced too many wars and killing. He has not enjoyed even the slightest bit of stability since he was a child. Later, he died of depression, But if you want to talk about its strength, it's amazing. It's a little stronger than grandma Shura! "

Stronger than Shura Zhenzu!

Lu Li can't help but take a deep breath. Since he came to longlongyuan, he has seen too many tough people. One by one, he has become numb.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Lu Li frowned and asked.

"Let Ran is to let you try to see if you can inherit the Daoxing shamazu." Ji Xiangxun shrugged his shoulders and said, "this is the highest reward that the evil cultivation of longlongyuan can enjoy. Only those friars who have made great contributions to Longyuan are qualified to enter the Tianmo tomb and try to contact the remains of Xingsha Mazu. You are an exception. You are authorized by your father and mother. You should try first. If you can't, it's not too late to find other evil bones."

Lu Li forced to swallow a mouthful of saliva, looking at the huge Sarcophagus, heart surging!

How terrible is the inheritance of such strong people? In addition, if the Shura's magic way formula is passed down by the Shura's ancestors, he will be against the heaven!

"How to get in touch with it?"

"Put your spirit in the sarcophagus, and you can have contact with it. Why don't you try? " Ji Xiang looked for Nu and said with a smile.

"Good."

Lu Li nodded and agreed. Taixuan's real body was relieved, and he immediately sat at the foot of the sarcophagus with his knees crossed, integrating his mind into it.

"You have to be careful. You may experience many changes. If you can't support it, you must leave immediately."

Ji Xiangxun gave an explanation, and the voice fell. Lu Li's mind was also integrated into the sarcophagus.

Calendar, the third Yuan Dynasty.

After the invasion of the Yuan people, the army of the evil world of Xilin was defeated in Weiyang valley.

At that time, Youhai Shengjun, one of the four heavenly masters of the yuan family, led 57000 yuan family's golden body Tianzun friars as the spearhead, and defeated the evil land of Xilin. The mountains and rivers were stained with blood, and the land of Weiyang valley was all bare land, without vegetation!

The sad wind passes through the country, and all over the country, the smoke and sand merge into a deep black cloud, which is heavy in the sky.

The iron hooves are like thunder, breaking the peace under the sky, stepping through countless corpses piled up, and rushing tirelessly.

Apart from the golden age and iron horse, Lu Li lies among the corpses on the ground. In this pile of corpses, he is just a very humble one. No one cares whether he is alive or dead.

The roar of fighting still did not stop.

They selflessly mixed the anger, blood, fear, sadness in their hearts, and sent out with a kind of heart splitting power, which made them seem a bit more crazy on the road of charging. Countless roars converged into a torrent, whistling past!

Their fate is only to charge forward, even if they know that the strong yuan clan flying through the air can crush them like ants, they can only charge forward.

This is their destiny.

What they have is a fate they can't change.

And they are just the smallest one after another among all living beings. No one will care about their life and death. Only those strong monks who live in the sky and let the blood flow and the dust not dye their clothes are qualified to decide their life and death.

This is always the way of the world

"Kill

Lu Li stretched out his trembling arm and stretched it to the sky. He tried hard to catch the distant Lonely Hong. His throat was full of the fuzzy voice blocked by blood.

"Kill

He tried to repeat it again, but he didn't know who he was talking to.

His voice was drowned out by the roar of the sky. In the stormy sound, the vague voice he struggled to make seemed so small. Even though he had tried his best, he still couldn't make it any louder.

He's dying.

He could feel the pain of the sword blade on his chest. With every heartbeat, the severe pain would be more obvious.

The sword penetrated his heart. Every time his heart beat, more blood would be lost, which made his consciousness more blurred, and made his death closer and closer... He was going to die, just like everyone around him. He was going to lose his life on the battlefield like those people. As long as those friars and strong men were still on the battlefield, the killing would not stop, Countless people will fall like him, without any reason, without any reason.

They are weak, they are mole ants, they are smaller than dust.

The anger of the strong is to dye blood for the rivers and mountains, and the sky is turbulent, but they just drained their own blood, so that the battlefield looks more scarlet!

"Kill!"

He repeated this sentence for the third time. His palm became twisted because of extreme force. He tried to grasp the whole sky in his hand and crush the bloody sky!

Even though he knew that it was just an illusion, Lu Li could not control himself and calm himself down.

The feeling of dying is very real!

Finally, he began to close his eyes slowly and his arms fell down. He knew that he was going to die and say goodbye to the world.

His eyes darkened. There was only darkness in front of him. He saw a light, which was magnificent and picturesque. Under the light and shadow, there was a figure covered in the dark robe.

The figure, holding the sword in his hand, pointed directly to the sky. It was worth it. The sky and the earth turned pale, and the mountains fell apart!

The figure floated into the sky. From him, there was a starlight falling down, like a feather falling down when migratory birds flapped their wings.

Lu Li felt that the light and shadow were drifting towards him. Vaguely, he saw a figure. His blurred vision made Lu Li unable to see the figure's face clearly. He could only vaguely see the vicissitudes of the man. It seemed that he had experienced endless waste of time.

The figure turned towards him, half long hair covered his face, he moved his lips and asked Lu Li.

"Then, kill it."

Lu Li was stunned. He didn't know what he was talking about. He felt that his vision was completely dim. Only the wind was rising and roaring around him