Long Tian's body was no longer able to move. At this moment, under the powerful suction force, his body was violently pulled and went straight to the void cave. Together with the gravel and vegetation, he was sucked into the void cave.
The moment he was sucked in, he saw Long Ao lying on another mountain peak. He had his eyes closed and did not know whether he was alive or dead. He was also sucked in by the void hole.
This was the last scene Long Tian saw. His vision went dark, and he lost his will when he was sucked in...
This virtual hole only existed for a few breaths, and then immediately healed and disappeared without a shadow. The world returned to normal. The extraterrestrial stars in the sky gradually dispersed at this moment, including the huge figure, which gradually dimmed, and finally the sound of clicking echoed.
, a flag that quickly turned from black to yellow fell, was blown by the wind, and turned into ashes.
The earth roared, and cracks appeared on the ground. The few black snows that still existed were all shattered and dissipated.
The outline of a huge palm print appeared on the ground, roaring and swirling, but one of the five mountain peaks was directly shattered into flying ash.
Everything gradually calmed down.
In the jungle that was not affected, a little monkey came running anxiously. It climbed up the Black Dragon Peak in front of Longtian and was drawn into the Xu Cave. On that mountain peak, it looked at the sky and let out a burst of sounds.
A roar of calls.
This neighing sound existed for a long time, until the little monkey looked at the world in the distance with a grimace, and could vaguely see the other side of the mountain, as if in its memory, someone had said that it wanted to go and see it.
What's on the other side of the mountain?
Gradually, the little monkey went down the mountain. From then on, no one saw the red figure in this mountain forest again.
The mountain range that originally had five peaks, after this battle, one of the five human-like fingers was chopped off at the root and became four peaks, and the black flame peak has no peaks.
it's over……
Tianlong Villa was in ruins. Jing Nan and Wen Yan, the two powerful God King Realm masters in Tianlong Villa, chose to retreat after returning and kept silent about the matter of the Holy Pavilion.
All matters in the village, big and small, were handed over to other high-level officials. Even the cultivation of Long Yi and the others seemed to be incapable of caring about them. Their injuries were too serious, and if it weren't for the fact that the other party seemed to have some scruples, they wouldn't have much murderous intent.
The two of them were afraid that they would not be able to come back.
The Long family has thus taken root in Tianlong Villa, becoming the seventh family outside Tianlong City, and also the weakest family. Among the warriors in the entire family, excluding those of the younger generation with weaker cultivation bases, only the ancestors
, Long Zhi, Long Zhan, and then the disabled Long Tianxing.
Long Ao didn't come back, Long Kong didn't come back, Long Tian didn't come back either...
In that sorrow, the Long family sent people to Shanhe County a few days later and recovered the bodies of their clan members, Long Qingtian and Long Tianxiong. They also told the clansmen what they saw at the four peaks. They were sad.
On that day, they held a funeral for the dead tribesmen.
They didn't know about Long Tianxiong's rebellion, so they buried him and his clansmen's corpses together.
On the day of the funeral, there was snow mixed with rain, and it was very cold.
Outside the Long's house, in the cold snow and rain, there was a woman dressed in white, standing there silently, touching the snow and rain falling on her face, wondering if she was also sad.
It was raining in the sky, and the rainwater fell loudly, hitting the broad leaves, making a rustling sound. A lot of water accumulated in the leaves, condensed into a stream of water along its veins, and fell on the tips of the leaves.
.
This is a rainforest, the ground is full of silt, and the rainwater spills there, forming muddy areas. The sky is pitch black, and only the occasional flash of lightning can illuminate everything in this world clearly in an instant.
The thunder that rolled in and then quietly passed away was swirling in this late night.
In the depths of this rain forest, there is a mountain range hidden in the dark night. The mountains are not high and cannot compare with the wonder and danger of the Yuntian Mountains. They are short, but there are many.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, making the earth bright for an instant, and you could faintly see what seemed to be a person lying halfway up one of the mountains.
This person has been here for several days. In this deserted and rarely visited place, I don’t know how this person appeared. He was wearing torn clothes and looked extremely embarrassed.
Lying there, motionless, was a young man who looked about twenty years old. Although he was very handsome, he had a scar on his face.
He closed his eyes, and there were a lot of wounds on his body. Under the rain, these wounds had turned white and no blood flowed out.
The rain continued until several days passed before it slowly stopped. The sky became clear and the dark clouds dispersed, ushering in the bright sunshine.
Now, it is summer. After the rain, a piece of fog slowly rises from the earth, and a scorching heat bakes all living things.
The young man lying on the mountainside is still as motionless as death.
A few days later, there were several vultures hovering in the sky. While their cold eyes were flying in the sky, these vultures stared at the young man on the mountainside, seemingly hesitant.
Finally, a vulture seemed to have lost its patience. It galloped downwards and came to the young man's body. It flapped its wings and circled at low altitude for several times before landing directly on the young man's chest, using its sharp beak.
, he was going to peck at the prey that he had been staring at for several days.
One bite after another, while the vulture was eating, it observed the expression of its prey, and gradually relaxed its vigilance. From its perspective, this was indeed a dead man.
Immediately afterwards, the other vultures in the sky came galloping over one by one, and landed on the young man silently, with cold eyes. But the moment they just landed, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and with his right hand
He raised his hand and grabbed the first fallen vulture on his chest. The other vultures were startled and were about to fly up, but their bodies seemed to be stuck to the young man and they were unable to fly out.
The young man grabbed the vulture, put it to his mouth, bit the vulture's neck hard, and drank its blood. The smelly blood entered his body along his throat, making his body full of hunger.
My numb body felt tingling.
But this stinging pain finally made his whole body feel warm.
Soon, the vulture struggled and fluttered a few times, lost all its blood, and stopped moving. The young man took a deep breath, put the vulture aside in his hand, and slowly grabbed the other one that could not fly.
He drank the blood of the vultures that had risen from his body again until all seven vultures on his body died. Only then did the young man's face gradually gain a trace of blood.