The darkness is like a bleeding wound that gradually begins to scar! The light falling in the void was still so bright red.
The coercion spreading around Zizun made the young man feel an unprecedented fear. The young man licked his dry lips, and there was a vague smile in his meaningful pupils.
He rubbed his pupils, tears spread, and his heart gradually calmed down.
"Dugu Ao! It's not easy for you to have such a disciple!" His eyes gradually calmed down as he looked at the sky.
Is it because I feel emotional about what happened in this situation? Is it because I am moved? Still excited?
At this moment, Qing Jue, who was standing in the dark, pulled out the sharp sword from the scabbard. The crazy hurricane swept away the undulating grass on the wasteland, and the eyes of the group of young people holding wax torches were unprecedented. of darkness.
At this time, Qingjue moved, she smiled and shouted: "Feng Xiang! Don't think that child can't see through it!"
Maple phase? The name of the young man...
The wind became more and more violent, and Qing Jue actually had a magic robe on her body. The magic robe was swaying in the wind, being blown by the wind, floating with the wind, and then falling quietly!
The young men holding the wax torch did not seem to be good people. Sharp teeth gradually grew in their mouths, and strange words were carved on their pale skin. Yu Zun frowned. It turned out that the so-called Pity is just a ridiculous joke...
The sound of drums could be heard from all sides, penetrating the entire black area, and the moment they were pulled up from the dark hall, a hint of threat had been deeply planted in their hearts.
Who will return...
What kind of secrets are hidden in this dark world?
boom!
boom!
boom!
It seemed that the rocks were colliding with each other, heavy and oppressive. At this time, the demonic shadow behind Yu Zun became more and more substantial. The demon seemed to be no longer an image!
However, the devil still closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to wake up!
Behind the demon, there is a curved sword. The scimitar is very similar to the Yuantian Blade in Yu Zun's hand, or it comes from the same source!
The knife floats in mid-air, surrounding the demon, circling quietly, and the bright red blood around the knife seems to be trying its best to express the demon's deterrent power!
Feng Xiang was also that young man. He stood on the dark ground and looked up at Xuantian. He didn't seem to care too much as more and more young men gathered around him.
The young man held a wax torch in his hands, but at this moment, those wax torches emitted a pale firework. The young man's pupils were no longer clear, but gradually became turbid.
Their dark eyes reflected the bright red sky. Their muscles swelled quietly, and then became stronger and stronger. The sky was bathed in blood, like patches of astringent rain, dotting the sky crazily.
The darkness and the bloody light are governed separately, and they will not infringe on their respective territories. However, in the darkness and the bright red realm, there seems to be an inexplicable and powerful aura that is quietly bulging.
At this time, Yu Zun looked up at the sky, but the earth did not seem to be peaceful, and darkness was causing trouble in it. However, the concept of darkness in Zun's heart seemed to be gradually changing, and darkness seemed more like a kind of food!
As food for those ghosts who are on the verge of death...
Then, the earth began to make a muffled sound, more like a strong and powerful pulse, who was about to wake up...
This strong and oppressive pulse!
At this time, Qing Jue, who was standing behind Feng Xiang, had a cruel smile in his eyes and said: "Feng Xiang! If he really wakes up! You and I may really not be able to handle it..."
Feng Xiang laughed loudly and said, "Isn't Yu Zun here?"
Yu Zun......
In Feng Xiang's heart, this young man who makes people silent but cannot be underestimated seems to be no longer a fledgling junior like before.
Because, Yu Zun inherited the bloodline of that mysterious man...and this is an irreversible law!
The muffled sound became more and more depressing and dull. Perhaps, the leader of the black domain had awakened from his amateurism!
But Yu Zun always felt that the pressure at this time was always related to Dugu Ao, but this idea never appeared in the hearts of Qing Jue and Feng Xiang.
Perhaps, the answers to the top secrets in this world will only be left to those who are interested!
The huge dark red wave swept across the entire desolate wilderness, that’s right! At this time, the bright red blood light was like needle thread, repeatedly piercing this strange land.
The black earth and the bright red blood gradually merged into one, but Yu Zun always felt that there was also a threat deep in the sky.
At this time, a long knife had been unsheathed. In the darkness, the group of pale-skinned teenagers were holding wax torches. The light in their eyes became more and more pious and sincere.
What is shocking is that there are more than thousands of young people holding wax torches at this time.
When a sharp sword was slowly unsheathed from the pale firelight, in that trance, the sword seemed to be transformed by candlelight, or, it can be said with certainty that the sword was transformed by the firelight. !
The cold air is pressing, and in the wilderness, there are more horns, boiling sounds, the hoarse voice of the young man, and the dull pulse of the night.
"King...welcome home!"
Yu Zun looked at this situation with a look of astonishment, when a burly man appeared in front of him!
Qingjue's heart froze, "Eldest brother, why is it you?"
When the throne of darkness appeared in this situation again, the supreme chair seemed more suitable for the man in front of him.
And Yu Zun gradually confirmed that the dull pulse was also the handiwork of the person in front of him!
That kind of domineering power that crushes everything, and the unattainable martial arts realm, is the man in front of him, giving everyone standing here a simple and definite answer.
The sword in his hand was leaning on the ground. In the overlapping blood, he seemed to like this dark land even more.
Looking at Yu Zun lightly, he seemed to be more concerned about the young man in front of him. He frowned, and a faint smile gradually appeared in his cold pupils.
The sword in his hand, like a thunderbolt, disappeared from his world in an instant, but when the sword appeared again.
The sword froze in mid-air, the man smiled, and his figure disappeared into this ethereal world in an instant.
When he reappeared, his fists were like two meteors, falling crazily to the place where Yu Zun stood.
But it still didn't help. The power that could not be shaken by men just now was precisely because of the existence of that fierce demon.
However, after a moment of trance, the image of the fierce demon gradually faded, and the confused Yu Zun seemed not to realize what was happening in front of him.
A man's physical skills cannot be captured. Even if his martial arts level is several levels higher, it will still be of no avail.
However, he just had that kind of temper that refused to admit defeat, and the ferocious aura gradually faded away.
But the man standing on top of the darkness had a cold expression on his face.
He disappeared again, and when he reappeared, there was an old man with bloody hair standing opposite him.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back. He was not too far away from Yu Zun, but there was no pressure around him. The old man had a peaceful smile on his face, which seemed to have nothing to do with the strand of bloody hair behind him.
The old man looked more like a rickety old willow tree, but he didn't seem to care about his image, and he didn't deliberately hide anything.
But when he gently raised his eyelids, at that moment, the sharp light bursting out from between his eyes seemed to be better than any magical weapon in the world. It was a cold and aloof aura, and it was also a kind of cold and aloof aura. It's rare to see your opponent feel lonely.
The old man glanced at the group of teenagers holding swords on the ground. At this time, the group of teenagers were still kneeling on the ground and shouted: "King... welcome you home!"
At this moment, the old man gently held his hand, and the young man's body was rolled up into the sky like pieces of dead leaves.
When he shouted softly: "Release!"
The young man fell hard. All this was so simple, but it made Yu Zun gain insight.
The sky, which was dyed blood red, became very vast, and the man standing on the top of the mountain didn't seem to care about the boy's death.
But when a blood cave appeared next to him, the young man's body was melting. They turned into balls of blood, and then rushed towards the blood cave crazily.
Leng Li had no expression, or in other words, he didn't care about the life or death of those young men. The wind was getting colder and colder, and the sky was becoming more and more lonely.
The old man with bloody hair looked at Yu Zun with a gentle smile and said, "Child! I am your Grandpa Tianquan!"
Yu Zun was stunned for a moment, looking at the old man in disbelief, and his voice gradually became trembling, "What did you say? You are my Grandpa Tianquan... Do you really think you are my Grandpa Tianquan?"
Tianquan Zhenren nodded gently, and he gently moved his fingers across the sky. The old time was slowly released in front of his eyes like a liquid.
Yu Zun looked at the picture with a blank expression. At this time, Yu Zun felt extremely sad in his heart. He muttered: "Grandpa! Grandpa Tianquan, are you here to save Zun'er?"
Master Tianquan laughed loudly and said: "No! I'm not here to save you! I'm here to help you!"
A faint breath followed Yu Zun's Tianling Cap and was quietly instilled into his body. That gentle and soft breath made Yu Zun feel a little joyful in his heart.
The palm of Master Tianquan is suspended on Yu Zun's Heavenly Spirit Cap. Those Qi are what he instilled into Yu Zun's body!
After a while, Master Tianquan opened his eyes and said, "Zun'er! Now are you trying to practice the old man's martial arts again?"
Obviously, the old man in Tianquanyan's words is Dugu Ao!
When Yu Zun closed his eyes and held his breath to concentrate, the ancient book - Illusion Sea Technique, began to scroll crazily at the end of his soul.
His body was changing at a very fast speed. At this time, he could think about everything at will. Sometimes he turned into a goshawk, sometimes into a swimming fish, sometimes like a dragon, sometimes into a grasshopper, sometimes into a tall bird. The bright sun shines in the sky.
This is the real illusion! Illusion of all things with gods, but in the final analysis, this technique is still a technique for cultivating the spirit.
He cannot change objective reality, which means that he cannot change his inherent physical appearance. He can raise his soul state to a terrifying level, and all of this seems to be for the purpose of practicing talismans.
In fact, when he first came into contact with illusions, he already understood that talismans were rare in the world. Even though there were powerful warriors in this world who could practice talismans to an objective level, there were very few. few.
Now that he has entered the country, his road will become smoother and broader in the future.
When he opened his eyes again, the man stood quietly in front of him, with an evil smile in his eyes.
But at this time, Tianquan was no longer in this situation. The man licked his pale lips and teeth, "He's gone!"
"who?"
"The old man who wants to stop us from fighting!"
"Oh...in that case, let's officially start the war!"
When the two madmen met for the first time, they realized that they had found the same kind. When the man raised his fist, Yu Zun stood quietly in the sky. He closed his pupils, and the punch struck impartially. on him.
The black robe became tattered. When he opened his eyes again, he licked the blood flowing from his face and said with a pure smile, "Come again!"
The man seemed to like Yu Zun's character very much, so every time he made a move, he would kill him.
At this time, Yu Zun also discovered that there was a pale candle beside the man.
The man pointed to the candlelight and said, "This is the soul light!"
"Are they transformed by those dead boys?" Yu Zun said.
The man smiled and shook his head, saying: "They are just devices for storing soul light!"
"So, where do these soul lights come from?" Yu Zun said.
The man waved with a smile, and a wax torch flew towards the man. When the man pushed his palm, the wax torch was pushed in front of Yu Zun. The man smiled and said: "Just quietly realize, then Just spend time in the candlelight!"
Yu Zun nodded gently, and immediately his consciousness penetrated deeply into the candle. After a moment, he looked a little dazed and said, "Could these candles be transformed by people from ancient times?"
The man nodded gently and said: "They were unwilling to die, so they found the magic weapon to stay in the world. But if they really wake up, this world will eventually be catastrophic!"
"Was it doomed from the beginning?" Yu Zun said with a trace of bitterness on his face.
The man looked helpless and said: "Yes! The trend cannot be stopped!"
Yu Zun nodded slightly and said, "So, who are you..."
The man laughed loudly and said, "Look! Who am I?"
"Brother Murong, how could it be you?" Yu Zun looked at the man in astonishment and said.
The man smiled and shook his head and said, "Just wait and see!"
"Cang Emperor...are you Cang Emperor?" At this moment, Yu Zun had a strange feeling in his heart. Who...is he?
The man laughed loudly and said: "I am refined by all the souls, and I represent everything!"
"But you, the only one who lost yourself, am I right?" Yu Zun said.
The man looked melancholy and said, "Can you really not remember who I am?"
When the man in front of him turned into a young man with a sad face, Yu Zun fell silent. It turned out that it had always been him...
"It turns out it's me all the time!"
"You care about everyone, but you also lose yourself!" the man laughed.
