C1549

Boom

The bronze bell fell from the sky, and suddenly it didn't enter the body of the elder. Neither the beautiful girl nor the wuduan mountain had responded. The people who came and went in the ancient town were also stunned.

"Are you blaming me?"

"No, I didn't

"I left this big clock for you. It has..."

"I don't need it anymore."

“……”

After a few words, there was no sound. Of course, no one could hear the short conversation.

This is a dialogue between Wu Shen's will power and ye Qinglian.

Ye Qinglian failed to testify. She came here to seek evidence. At last, she was killed by Wen Yuqing. After a long battle, she was slapped in the face when she was exhausted.

She fell, leaving only a wisp of unwilling willpower, condensation does not disperse.

Silent for a long time, Wu Shen's will power said: "I'm sorry."

It is a kind of sadness that the ancestor who pursued his whole life has become the biggest reason for his failure in his sermon.

The word "sorry" is even more so.

In fact, Wushen's willpower does not have to appear very good.

She did not speak.

Once again, the ancient bronze bell tolled on its own, and the sound was long and sad.

After a long time, the martial god's will power again said: "you have the divinity, get the imprint of the way of heaven. Although the spirit dissipates, it can still be condensed."

She still did not speak, as if the last wisp of unwilling consciousness also died down.

Wu Shen's will power is silent.

No one spoke, and the silence lasted for a long time.

Dang!

When the bell rang again, a powerful force burst out, shaking people out of the area for tens of miles, forming an empty area.

Xiunu, two people in wuduanshan have big eyes.

Soon, Qiu Zhiming and Muyang also came here.

……

The original zone.

Eight hundred Li to the East, it is a continuous endless mountains, lush, vibrant, if you look down from the high altitude, will certainly see some clues.

These mountains seem to be disordered, but they are orderly, more like an ancient brand.

In fact, this is not a brand, but a region formed by hundreds of decapitated dragon veins.

This area is called the broken soul mountain.

There is also a saying about duanhun mountain. It was once stained with the blood of countless great emperors.

Duanhun mountain is a region, a battlefield and a huge tomb.

Tens of miles apart on the earth, the wind blowing, the sun shrouded, not to mention the heat, can only be said appropriate.

Two people and one animal came up on the earth. The animal was golden in color, overflowing with luster, which was extraordinary.

They are Li Yi, Qin Meng, golden beast.

In fact, they came here three days ago, that is to say, Li Yi stood here for three days and three nights.

Qin Meng asked why, but he never answered. In the end, he was too lazy to ask.

The golden beast is quiet.

Here, this area

It used to be different. Here, there are hundreds of dragon veins converging, and all of them are active. Each of them has the possibility of transformation.

But now, the heads of all the Dragon veins are gone. The once blessed land has been reduced to the death zone, and the anger is shrouded. Ordinary people dare not set foot on it.

On the fourth day, Li Yi suddenly laughed. He turned his cheek, looked at Qin Meng and seriously said, "elder martial brother, if I said I've been here, do you believe it?"

Qin Meng: What about the ghost? It's obviously my first time.

"I believe it," said the golden beast

To be exact, that dream is the last inheritance of the black swordsman, who witnessed everything, including the existence of Shengqi.

He is neither a God nor an immortal, but a swordsman from the dark.

He likes to smile, in the sunshine under the sun, smile more brilliant.

Unfortunately, sometimes, it is so ironic.

He changed the world, gave the law of existence, gave the right of life, and finally, the law and right abandoned him mercilessly.

It's a sad story.

After a long time, I don't know how many black swordsmen came here, but they all failed.

If the gods are still alive, they are defeated.

Li Yi opened her eyes and murmured, "I feel the last piece of the palace of the Juxing. It's in this world. It's getting stronger and stronger."

Qin Meng asked, "do you feel the existence of those people?"

Of course.

Li Yi smiles: "it doesn't matter, I have come." With a smile, his smile solidified. Then, he pointed to the broken soul mountain in front of him and said, "I'm going to see that place."Qin Meng shrugged. "Then go."

As the voice dropped, Li Yi walked past, followed by a man and a beast behind him.

He couldn't imagine what happened here and why those people wanted to kill the dragon's head?

A good blessed place, Leng is turned into a forbidden area of death.

Pen!

Suddenly, a dragon without a head broke through the ground and opened its mouth to swallow Li Yi and others.

Li Yi glanced: "did you remember me?" Words, action is not slow, a bend, like a mountain like pressure in the past, will not have the head of the Dragon pulse down.

It seems to be aware of his fluctuations, all the impetuous dragon veins are quiet a lot.

He walked in this area, back and forth, looking carefully, stopping from time to time, watching carefully, frowning, revealing memories, smiling, and then bitter again.

It seems that this is his home, now, he returned home, but did not see the prosperity of the past.

For two hours, he was suspended in the air, slightly closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "elder martial brother, do you know the initial role of this place?"

Qin Meng shook his head.

Li Yi went on to say: "it is composed of 107 dragon veins. It is not the warm nourishment of who is who, but the warm nourishment between heaven and earth. The Dragon veins blend to promote the circulation of Taoism and give birth to Taoism. Therefore, in ancient times, many great emperors were born."

Qin Meng opened his mouth slightly and his heart was full of waves. He heard such a statement for the first time.

Li Yi also said: "if the Dragon veins here are not decapitated, then the land of gods and demons, even this primitive area, will still be prosperous in ancient times."

Imagine a world in which all young children can practice. When they are in their twenties, they can step into shenzang. In a century or so, they may have been strong in the holy land.

Under the sky, there is always more than a great emperor.

Unfortunately, prosperity also represents the end of the curtain, so the world began to wither.

Li Yi lowered his eyes and swayed his clothes, which was blown by the breeze. He whispered, "I see the truth."