Ye Junlang's eyes were dull and unbelievable. He couldn't believe the scene he saw in front of him.
He found that he seemed to have seen a scene of "Yin soldiers borrowing the passage". According to some ancient records, if you really encounter Yin soldiers borrowing the passage, you must not interfere or disturb. Once disturbed, something bad will happen.
Since Ye Junlang embarked on the road of martial arts cultivation, he has also begun to understand some things recorded in ancient books. Regarding the "Yin soldiers borrowing the way", he has only seen it in written ancient books.
Generally, the occurrence of Yin soldiers taking advantage of the way will mean that a great shock is coming, which will be followed by a bloody and bloody apocalypse.
Ye Junlang was not sure whether the scene he saw in front of him was real or illusory. In short, this scene made him feel frightened. It was really terrifying.
Under the dark night, accompanied by the howling wind, there was a group of ancient warriors walking across the river. They could not feel the slightest sign of life, only a lifeless look, with stiff and stiff movements, and empty eyes, like
It's like a living dead.
Groups of soldiers stepped onto the river one after another. The number was unknown. From the black mist behind these soldiers, groups of soldiers walked out one after another, as if there was no end.
The dark wind howled, the black mist filled the air, and an aura filled with decay and death surged. In such a dark night, it was really shrouded in a layer of extremely terrifying elements.
There was deathly silence all around. Even the sound of water on the river seemed to have stopped. The endless groups of soldiers walking on the river were silent. This was a kind of deathly silence that made people feel suffocating and uneasy.
Ye Junlang didn't dare to move rashly for fear of causing something strange.
He held his breath, but he heard his own heartbeat——
Plop! Plop!
Originally, this heartbeat sound should be undetectable, but in this specific lifeless environment, the originally slight heartbeat sound suddenly became obvious. The heartbeat sound seemed to be enlarged, and it actually started to sound louder and louder.
Echoes all around.
At that moment, Ye Junlang felt something was wrong.
really--
Brush! Brush!
The eyes of the teams of Yin soldiers turned towards Ye Junlang. There seemed to be strands of black mist in the originally empty eyes. It felt like an evil ghost had awakened, giving
It gives people an extremely terrifying feeling.
At the same time, Ye Junlang faintly felt that there seemed to be a strange force spreading. Without thinking, he immediately activated the Xing Zi Jue to escape.
Whoosh!
While Ye Junlang urged his body to escape, he looked back to see if the underworld soldiers were catching up.
However, when he looked back, he suddenly saw that the river was empty, and all the groups of Yin soldiers had suddenly disappeared.
This made Ye Junlang subconsciously stop and stop running away. His face was full of astonishment. He rubbed his eyes and found that he no longer saw those so-called underworld soldiers.
"Just like that white-pink skeleton... is it all illusory? Similar to an illusion? Or is it a reflection of ancient times? Something like this happened before and left a certain imprint on this place, so in a certain
When the time comes, there will be some shadows of historical fragments?”
Ye Junlang pondered secretly. He was confused and could no longer distinguish between truth and falsehood.
Ye Junlang's guess is not unreasonable. In the Forbidden City of China, some people sometimes saw the shadows of some ancient palace ladies at night and thought they were haunted.
In fact, it is because the red walls of the Forbidden City contain a large amount of iron tetroxide, so ancient scenes can be recorded, and through lightning, the scenes at that time can be projected like a video recorder.
To put it simply, some traces in history are recorded. Under certain circumstances, the scene that happened in history will be restored and the fragments of history will be reflected.
Therefore, Ye Junlang suspected that the white-pink skeleton he saw and the 'Yin soldiers borrowing the way' he saw were not illusory. They might have been discovered in a certain historical period. These traces were remembered and happened to be today.
Wan showed up again and was caught by him.
Ye Junlang couldn't help but wonder, in which historical period did this happen?
Who could that white-pink skull be?
And those Yin soldiers, in the original history, they should have been living warriors. They looked like they were going to conquer and conquer. What kind of opponent were they going to fight against?
Ye Junlang really couldn't figure it out for a while. Just when his thoughts were racing, suddenly——
A strange force spread like ripples on the surface of a lake, covering the entire Holy Mountain of Chaos.
At that moment, Ye Junlang was also affected. He was shocked, and then his entire mind and consciousness became chaotic. All kinds of violence, bloodthirsty, madness, and extreme emotions rushed into his heart and dominated his mind——
"One thought becomes a demon and kills the world!"
"Kill, kill, kill! In this world, only killing is eternal!"
"Slaughter the world, kill everyone in the world, this is the way of the devil!"
Ye Junlang's face suddenly became dull, and he walked forward step by step in an extremely stiff posture, as if he had been taken away from his body.
At the same time, an evil aura began to permeate his body, carrying a terrifying demonic nature, as if he was possessed, and he was no longer himself.
He was invaded by that strange force, and as the demonic thoughts arose, his martial arts heart began to form a demonic seed, controlling his entire being.
As if being pulled by an evil force, he walked forward step by step. In front of him was the big river, which seemed to have the same origin as the Tiandao River.
Under the surface of the river, there are countless strange existences hidden, and even the Son of God does not dare to get even close.
"One thought becomes a devil, one thought becomes a devil..."
Ye Junlang's whole body was in a state of confusion, and he was chanting silently.
At that moment, his own Qinglong destiny shook violently, and some pictures suddenly appeared in Ye Junlang's chaotic mind, and familiar faces flashed across...
Among them were Old Man Ye, Ye Cang, Su Hongxiu, Chen Chenyu, Bai Xianer, Hua Jieyu, Gu Chen, Ji Zhitian, Tantai Lingtian and other friends from the ancient martial arts world, as well as members of the Longying Organization.
Every warrior, as well as brothers like Tiezheng, Kuangta, Tyrannosaurus, and Di Zhan in the Satan Army.
At that moment, Ye Junlang seemed to be awakened, and he subconsciously opened his mouth and yelled——
"No, this is not my martial arts path. I don't want to become a demon, nor do I want to kill the world! What I want, my martial arts path is to protect! I want to protect the people around me!"
With this roar, and with the firmness of the path he wanted in his heart, he woke up, and all the weirdness in his body suddenly disappeared.
Ye Junlang looked at his feet again, and he was suddenly standing on the edge of the river. There were black shadows lurking under the river.
In other words, if he wakes up to a full point, he will fall into the river as long as he lifts his foot and walks forward. By then, he will probably be completely dead, right?
Ye Junlang broke out in a cold sweat, remembering what Bai Hetu and other martial arts seniors had said before about the importance of finding a path that suits what you want.
Indeed, if Ye Junlang didn't have a direction for his martial arts path, if he didn't stick to the path he wanted, then he wouldn't have been able to wake up just now.
"What kind of weird force was that just now? Can it arouse the inner demons in the heart? This is too scary, and it is impossible to prevent it! Once the heart of martial arts is unstable, it will be controlled by that weird force!"
Ye Junlang thought with lingering fear that he should stay away from that big river.
When he raised his eyes forward, he suddenly saw a figure walking across the river, in front of a raised hillside, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
Ye Junlang caught a glimpse of that figure, dressed in white, and looked familiar.
A thought suddenly emerged——
"That's Ye Chenglong? It looks very similar, why is he here?"