The dense time spreads out quietly in front of our eyes. Who in the light is worthy of the belief in love? And who cultivated a magnificent and colorful world on the hard earth?
The sky became blue, unprecedented blue, and the hazy white light reflected in my heart, turning into a brand new world.
The thick fog has dispersed. Who is singing wildly in the wind? And who, in the old days, swallowed the bitterness of the world as a bitter taste of good medicine? Or is it the light reflection in the tea?
Let go? Or is it a persistent pursuit?
When he looked at the Soul Refining Mountain again, those ghosts with red hair were like leaves of duckweed, floating gently around Yu Zun.
The unbridled shouting finally drew a quotation mark in the bottom of my heart. Where is the home and when is the time to return? When the bright sunlight gently disperses in the eyes.
He stared blankly into the distance. At that time, his heartbeat was beating faster and faster...
What is it? Behaving like a monster in a distant place?
What do those gushing blood flames represent? In the ancient land of silence, deep in the wilderness, there are ancient mountains that look like blue dragons, and the peaks soar into the sky.
This is Soul Refining Mountain...a strange and mysterious mountain!
The flames on the top of the clouds were blooming with flushed flames, but the light in Yu Zun's eyes was so thin and cold, so cold. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
Although the sky is bathed in holy light, there are always places that God cannot take care of. Those tribes that are ready to move in the darkness are roaring wantonly in the darkness.
"My lord, are you fully prepared?" With his long blood-red hair on his head, the old man's face was filled with ravines, and those wrinkles were interpreting the loneliness and desolation of the years. His hoarse voice was like iron. Put it on the magic stone, the sound of sharpening.
In the dim light, Yu Zun's face looked a little blurry, but the sharp and hard facial lines were slowly carved out by the light.
The blue clouds moved quietly in the high sky, and the falling shadows flew across the earth. The strong wind moved in the deep light blue space. Later, those blue clouds were also blown out by the wind into pieces of soft clouds. Xu...
"Just follow me!" The soft voice contained a hint of indifference. Standing on a mountain peak, Yu Zun looked up at the clear sky, his heart beating gently...
In the old world, those heavy tones are always lingering in the ears, but his steps are lighter. He touches the ground gently, and his body is like an arrow, ejecting, and when the steps fall again, He is already hundreds of miles away...
The strange red robes swayed gently with the wind. All the bloody men were wearing such red robes. The red robes were like pieces of bright red roses blooming in the apocalypse. With the rampant northwest wind, they made a hunting sound. .
When approaching Lianhun Mountain, the boiling dust is enough to bury people in it. In the dark mist, those autumn chrysanthemums in full bloom fall quietly with the wind. Those autumn chrysanthemums are like boundary markers on the roadside. Marking this desolate and unfamiliar land.
The dust fell in front of us, which was the ashes. However, what made people feel depressed was how many bones were buried in this place?
Depression, dullness, and perhaps despair, flowing in the wind, a heart-rending cry in the ears...
That is the soul of the old time, standing on the hard rock with the long wind, looking up at the homeland in the heart, day after day, year after year!
On the brown rocks, there is a faint glow of bright red blood, which seems to be still deliberately suppressing those who are nervous and at a loss.
The blood that disappeared and appeared did not escape Grand Master's pupils. At this time, he no longer moved forward. He sat quietly on a rock and closed his eyes slightly.
The dead souls following in the wind were gathering more and more, and at this time, Yu Zun always had a feeling in his heart that this silent area seemed to be his blessing...
The wind contradicts the uneasiness in my heart, the desolation in my eyes, and my increasingly cold and hard will...
But the fire in my heart was still burning crazily. In Yu Zun's little world, on the distant sky, there were burning clouds of fire.
The grand scene after autumn describes the outline of time more and more profoundly. (The next page is more exciting!)
More and more vivid...
Is it a devil or a ghost? Those silent souls...
In silence, listening to the heartbeat, bang! boom! boom! boom! The world seems to be left with this strong and heavy rhythm...
The strange shadows in the sky turned into white spots in the field of vision.
West wind, north wind, east wind, south wind, northwest wind, southeast wind, like a gathering of demons, howling crazily in this environment.
The red mountain rocks began to crack when Yu Zun was not paying attention, and the inaudible but crisp sound in his ears finally ended with a loud bang...
In the darkness, there is a huge heart, wrapped among the rocks. The blood-red flames are like a bright red blood flow, flowing crazily towards the strange and huge heart.
The sound of his heartbeat became quite monotonous at that time. When he opened his eyes, he looked at the sky in astonishment. In the long light blue space, there was a strange shadow.
That is?
A demon king!
Where exactly is this place? Why do you see him here? He also gradually discovered that the troll was the same troll that had transformed behind him before. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
But why does that demon king appear here? This is somewhat intriguing...
The sky became gloomy, and the rustling rain fell gently from the half-space. It was autumn rain, thin and cold.
Remember those distant places? Remember those indelible emotions? Remember those shaky thoughts? Thinking of those friends and relatives who toasted and cheered together in old days...
At this time, he felt quite bitter, and people grew up slowly in loneliness. He abandoned the tenderness of time, but could not forget the past in that glass of clear wine.
Maybe I'm just holding on! Try not to be overcome by the drunkenness!
Now, when he saw the troll again, he smiled.
Perhaps some answers have already been written slowly in his heart. The giant demon stood like a mountain in the deep space with an aloof expression.
It's the arrogance of the demons...
At this time, when he released the demonic energy in his heart, those vast and heavy auras also made the world stagnant.
But at this moment, another indescribable incident happened in this strange place.
In the distance, there is a valley in the Soul Refining Mountain. At this time, there was a lake of blood in the valley, and the crimson flames surged out of the lake, while the huge heart sank into the lake of blood like a weight.
What horrified him was that everything had changed since the heart fell into the lake.
In the center of the crimson blood lake, there was a cross, and on the cross, there was a statue. But at this time, he could only explain it this way, and whether that statue was a person from the past, it was unclear. Not sure.
On the edge of the Blood Lake, there was a stone tablet. The writing on the stone tablet was a little blurry, but at least it could still be seen clearly. Under the twisted words, he could clearly capture the three big characters - Lake of the Past Life.
He murmured to himself in his heart: "Lake of the Past Life? Is it related to the past life?"
He encountered a lot of strange things in the other world, but in this red lake, he found an unusual aura.
My past life?
At that moment, he remembered the scene when he first came to Guixiao, and his mind went blank.
The memory seemed to have been deliberately erased. When he insisted on recalling the past, the blood-red light would suddenly dye his world into blood-red.
In the quiet night, the blood-red light was like a red maple in autumn, swaying slightly with the cold and lonely cold wind.
Later! Those lights will also sink in the bottom of my heart, until everything that follows is marked in the depths of my heart with scrawled writing, and I can see through it at a glance, and I don’t know the ends of the earth...
On the cross, there is a red sculpture of a ghost, which is an unruly young man with a ferocious face, a lifelike expression, and arrogant and innocent eyes.
Cut by the years, it looks like a sculpture, but in fact it is not...
He finally saw it clearly. (The next page is more exciting!)
, and at this time, his heart trembled. When he looked at the sky again, he saw a cross behind the troll.
Is it the Demon Lord? Is the old Demon Lord trapped in this realm?
The increasingly cold sunlight was very suitable for this mid-autumn scene. He was panting gently, and the corner of his eye was extremely sharp.
In the blood lake, the huge heart squeezed out the life in the blood lake, and those weird skeletons floated on the surface of the blood lake.
boom! boom! boom!
The waves splashing in the blood lake reached into the sky, but from the bottom of the lake, pieces of blazing flames emerged, and the flames splashed everywhere. What is hidden at the bottom of the lake...
Lake of Rebirth, is this the Lake of Rebirth?
His heart was about to move, but he was trying his best to restrain the throbbing in his heart. He needed to wait, he needed to wait another quarter of an hour!
At this time, the pale sky was no longer blue, and the gray clouds were torn into wisps of fluffy cloud lines by the cold wind.
The sun disappeared between the clouds, and its replacement was about to be replaced by a cold moonlight.
The pointer on the sundial is moving gently, and that silent line, although simple and simple, represents time.
The splashing blood waves lingered in his ears for a long time. After a moment of silence, he looked at the huge demonic shadow on the top of the cloud.
At this time, he had a look of astonishment on his face, because he saw clearly the troll standing in the deep space, and there was a crack in the troll's chest, and the dried blood stains had turned black.
His heart trembled. At this moment, he slowly understood that the heart should belong to that giant demon!
The sculpture, which was trapped on an isolated island in the lake, now looked like a ghost, with sharp teeth and long bright red hair, swaying in the wild cold wind.
Li Gui...why is he trapped in this situation...
He looked at the sky in silence, and those pale skylights fell silently in his pupils. Could it be that all this scene was caused by that powerful ghost?
In the wild cold wind, I heard the miserable cries, and these faint and indistinct choked sobs kept echoing in Yu Zun's ears.
Who are they whispering to? Are you talking about those sad past events? Or are you talking about the endless future?
The sad wind blew across the still, mirror-like lake, and the gentle ripples swayed out in all directions recklessly.
Those white skylights are still blooming stubbornly, and the world has become silent again.
That powerful ghost was wrapped in a bloody light. Maybe he was just a powerful ghost!
At this time, Yu Zun was fully prepared, but in his heart, the so-called completeness was still a matter of life and death!
He was convinced in his heart that there must be a secret he wanted to find in that crimson lake.
Then he no longer hesitated. When he looked at the sky again, the lonely sky was already covered by a cloud of colorful clouds. The dim yellow light fell on his body and swayed gently in the lake with gentle ripples. .
The grand scenery of autumn in this setting actually satisfies the throbbing in my heart...
After being silent for a long time, he gently raised the corners of his mouth and murmured to himself: "Nothing is impossible! All impossibility is the work of mediocre people!"
When he jumped into the lake, he felt a biting chill all over his body. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
And the light shining from the bottom of his heart was like the last drop of autumn hair, giving his throbbing heart a glimmer of hope...
How could he be afraid of this biting cold? There were many flames in his heart. Although they were deep in another world, the light gave him hope.
When he dived into the lake, he was startled by the scenery at the bottom of the lake. Those towering sculptures stood everywhere at the bottom of the lake. As he dived deeper and deeper, at this moment, the vast world was once again in front of his eyes. Spread out.
Is this a lake? When there are no more waves around, when the clear lake water turns into pieces of clear light, he can breathe as much as he wants. There is no difference between this world and the outside world.
The huge sculptures all face the same direction. From them, Yu Zun can feel the heaviness and vicissitudes of time.
He couldn't help but think of these sculptures and that powerful ghost. (The next page is more exciting!)
What kind of relationship do sculptures have?
There are more than a thousand sculptures, and a wider world expands at the bottom of the lake. At this time, when looking at the sky again.
His expression was startled, a look of astonishment, a pair of huge pupils floating gently in the air, empty and lightless pupils, as if he could feel the extreme cold and silence of the approaching midwinter.
In a daze, when he looked at the sky again, the gray sky was filled with huge pupils.
He was stunned and looked at the sculptures standing on the wilderness with a look of astonishment. His judgment was correct. Those ancient sculptures were all missing their pupils.
Such a strange scene was something he had not expected, but the scene before him was indeed happening!
At this time, what surprised him was that there were more stone tablets in his little world.
In the small world, there is a primitive land where there is no life. No one paid attention to that world. Its existence seemed to be just to set off those bustling streets and cities.
The barren land can't be seen to the end of the horizon. At every sunrise and sunset, God can always depict a gorgeous and vibrant world.
But many people know that it is just an illusion, an illusory image in the hazy clouds and smoke, and the world calls it a mirage. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
However, at this time, this wasteland really did not want to be silent again.
Those stone tablets are laid out far and wide on this ancient land. Looking from the deep space into the distance, those stone tablets look like soldiers holding swords. But in loneliness, the indifference and horror of this situation are revealed.
He was still in the air. At this time, he was in a small world, and his heart could not calm down.
This thick stone tablet still means something...
What do those stiff inscriptions mean?
His toes touched the ground lightly, and he walked forward step by step. The stone monument seemed like a bush, dense and creepy.
As he approached, he quietly felt the heaviness and antiquity of the stone tablet. When he put his hands on the inscription, a red light shone out from the ancient words along with the inscription.
The gorgeous skylight spreads warmth to all directions, and at this time, there is a piece of ancient earth, but a piece of red blood blooms.
After the blood light bloomed from the inscription, the blood light was like clusters of flames, majestically igniting the remaining stone tablets.
The sky was filled with blood, and Yu Zun felt a biting chill in his heart. He stared blankly at the sky and murmured: "What will happen next..."
The confused young man had great waves surging in his body. His eyes were sharp and bright, so when the earth began to tremble, the first thing he saw were the stone tablets!
The stone tablets were shaking gently, as if they were about to rise from the ground, the rocks were cracking, the river was flowing backwards, and the blood above the head lingered.
He recited the inscription silently, and at this moment, a scene that horrified him appeared. The stone tablet was broken, and those ancient words covered this ancient land.
Later, this world sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and gradually evolved into a huge world.
Cities appeared suddenly on this land. After the green rain, pieces of gunpowder smoke dotted the world in all directions.
Those ancient chariots and horses, those rusty weapons, were buried in the loess.
But this situation gradually gave birth to proud vitality. His heart trembled and he thought, "Lake of Rebirth...could this lake be able to save souls?"
Seeing the vast city, the tattered flags were shaking wantonly in the strong wind.
He thought that this scene would end soon, but what horrified him was that time seemed to be going backwards. The old flags seemed to be as new as new, and Chen Bing's sharp weapons buried deep in the soil suddenly emerged from the ground. Up, under the gorgeous skylight, it exudes a proud luster.
Gradually, this scene, this weird scene, which is surprising to say the least, seemed like a dream, but it really appeared in front of your eyes.
The world slowly stretches out roads, and those footprints after the rain are one step deep and one step shallow, but they lead honestly. (The next page is more exciting!)
distance.
The sky was glowing with white light, and he once again thought of those statues in the outer world.
Maybe at this time, the strange things happening in the small world have made him feel a little relieved.
Originally, that land of death was filled with human breath, and he gradually discovered that the people who appeared in that world, and the energy surging in their bodies, actually belonged to this world.
And he had also felt this kind of aura in Liuliu and Cang Yue. In short, all of this was indescribable.
The connected city is the world of the old days. It wakes up from its deep sleep again, and the drunken night gradually comes to an end with the last burning cloud in exile!
Ah! The gentle night breeze is indeed refreshing. At this time, in the brightly lit cities, there are all returning people, slowly waking up from the simple world.
That stone tablet was still a mystery in his heart. He gradually woke up and was once again pulled out of the small world. The vast sky was filled with a silent blue light.
It was a heavy night sky, and there was a full moon in the center of the sky. He couldn't help but think that it was another full moon day. Then, there was a bitterness in his heart, but he just smiled slightly. The past was too hard to recall, and the past was out of reach...
He looked at the sky again, and those huge pupils were still in the center of the sky. Thinking of the strange statues standing proudly in the wilderness.
At this time, he felt that those statues were empty souls, but their charm was all in the pupils.
When in the depths of the night sky, a ray of blood passed away quietly, the terrifying power that was superior to all living things still made the world tremble.
He couldn't help but think that there must be powerful figures from the past in the lake of rebirth, and at this time, his appearance seemed to gradually awaken those existences.
When the heavy statues standing on the ground began to move slowly, he looked at the scene in front of him with a look of horror. He didn't know what would happen next.
The deep and cold night often contains more sinister incidents, but at this time, those pupils fell from the sky like starlight. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
When his pupils fell on the eye sockets of those sculptures, Yu Zun was startled in his heart, and gradually realized that a perverted and tyrannical pressure was coming in crazily...
