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In the boundless darkness, there is no light, no life, and no air blowing. There is only a strong force of death hanging over here, and there is a terrible swelling on the ground.

The mountains overlap, the palace is dilapidated, as if a breeze blowing over, are enough to blow it away.

After a while, a lonely boat came slowly. In the boat, there was a very small campfire, flashing, shining, shining, illuminating a lot of darkness.

Soon, the boat stopped.

It was a hut hidden in the mountains, almost integrated with the darkness, almost invisible without the light of a campfire.

Zhong Lihe came out of the boat, looked at the cottage, and whispered, "are you still used to it?"

In the thatched cottage, a woman with long hair and light constipation, opened her eyes without emotional fluctuation and looked at Zhong Lihe. She shook her head and never spoke.

"You still have five days left. After five days, it's time for you to take over the throne."

Hearing this, her eyes had emotional fluctuations, it was a deep rolling curtain and sadness, because all this was not what she wanted, but she had to do it.

Zhong Lihe sighed: "to live is hope, isn't it?"

Yes, there is hope only when she is alive. Therefore, she has persisted for so many years, so why should she give up now?

She will wait until the day of reincarnation.

She will step into reincarnation.

She will wake up from the world, and then find him, find her children.

Thinking about it, she laughed.

The clock turned around, and the boat went away slowly. There was no sound again in the dark.

With the passage of time, the four seasons alternate, the sun and the moon are reincarnated. In the twinkling of an eye, ordinary people have gone through a lifetime of ups and downs, birth, aging and death. Among them, countless young talents are born.

The legend of the emperor, Li Yi, Lin Yifan, Yan He and Dong qianya, has long been a thing of the past.

Many years later, a group of people came to the former Daliang Mountain. An old man with tears in his eyes said: "here used to be a very powerful force. It was called Daliang Mountain, and there were countless earth shaking great figures."

Hearing this, the young girls were puzzled when they looked at this barren, almost lifeless land. One of them asked, "teacher, how powerful are the earth shaking great men? Is it the legendary king of gods

The old man said seriously: "no, there is more powerful than the God King."

Smell speech, young they suddenly burst open, more powerful than the God of existence? What kind of existence is that?

The old man led them all the way down, and finally came to a lonely mountain. He was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "this is the burial place of the last Holy Lord of Daliang Mountain."

The boy asked again, "is he strong?"

This time, the old man did not answer. He seemed to think of something. It was a picture of the past. At that time, he happened to be present. The Lord exhausted his last life and helped the young man named "wood" complete a meaningful evolution.

The dragon vein dispersed, but made the young man.

Now a hundred years have passed, and I don't know where that teenager has grown up?

Invincible?

The old man thought silently, and immediately his eyes fell on the direction of Zhongzhou. A hundred years ago, the great war shocked the whole land of gods and demons, and it was Mu's father, the contemporary black swordsman.

"Teacher? Teacher, what's the matter with you? "

Hearing someone calling himself, the old man came back to his senses and said solemnly, "you should remember the founder of our Red Star College, besides Qingyang, there is another one."

Young doubt: "is not only Qingyang president just?"

The old man shook his head: "no, there is another one."

"What's his name?" the boy asked

The old man raised his head, looked at the distance, and said in a deep voice: "he is a strong man, you just need to remember this. As for his name, if you are strong enough, you will know it."

Everyone's heart was shocked and they could not help but look forward to it.

In the eyes of the elderly, can be described as "indomitable", then, that person must be a very strong existence.

Suddenly, a girl exclaimed: "teacher, there seems to be a man on the lonely mountain!"

"What?"

"No? Are you wrong? "

"I saw what was still there just now. Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?" The girl wondered.

"Well, let's go." The old man seemed to realize something and gave the order to leave.

The team left slowly.

On the lonely mountain, a man of about 30 came out. His body was slender and his manner was magnificent. His eyebrows were very handsome and his eyes were bright. It seemed that there was a starry sky in evolution. If you look at it, you can make people fall.

He stood here quietly, facing the breeze, his clothes hunting, long hair swaying, a long time later, he said: "grandfather, are you ok?"It was Li amu who came.

A hundred years later, he has grown up, experienced the vicissitudes of the world, is no longer the shy young man.

In this short and long time, he has seen Luoshui several times, she has changed a lot, beautiful, but also become strange.

The last time we met, 20 years ago, she said, "that's it."

When he heard that, wood began to understand.

On the land of Shenzhou, there is a simple temple with dilapidated green tiles, weeds growing in the corridor, and spider webs on the beams. You can see that no one has lived in it for many years.

Once upon a time, there lived a powerful existence here. However, as early as ten years ago, he left here and never came back.

Boom!

The sky suddenly began to rain. At the foot of the mountain, two figures had no choice but to come here to escape the rain. One was old and the other was young. The old one was bent. The younger one was only seven or eight years old. His face was young and his big black eyes looked at the temple curiously.

A few minutes later, the child couldn't help stepping into it. Behind him came the old man's voice: "don't go."

The child exclaimed, "grandfather, there seems to be something here."

The old man frowned, uneasy in his heart. He approached it carefully, and saw that it was a long halberd. It fell into the weeds, wet by rain, confused by soil, and covered with many rusty spots.

When children roll up their sleeves, they have to pick them up.

The old man was just about to open his mouth. However, a brilliant light covered his sight. When the light dissipated, the halberd was gone.

The child gaped.

The old man only thought that the evil gate was evil, and he didn't care about the heavy rain, so he left far away with his children.

After a long, long time later, there is a void passage above the temple. Meng Xiaoqi comes back here. He glances at the temple, smiles, and then turns away.

A new God appears, so it's time for him to leave the broken world.