In the dead land, when the middle-aged man in Qingyi said his last words, he completely disappeared!
The young monk Lingxu was left sitting there with some doubts...
He naturally knows who Xue Hanqing is!
However, the latter's words contained too much content that Lingxu could not understand. It seemed that the encounter between the two today was originally determined by fate, without any reason.
And when Xue Hanqing disappeared, the green dragon on the thousands of miles of wasteland also suddenly hissed and roared.
I can't describe how sad I am.
Still angry.
In just a few breaths, all the shackles around the body were broken by it, and the broken body was reshaped. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the green dragon no longer withered.
It has become extremely powerful.
It is much more powerful than the black dragon inside the little monk Lingxu.
The green dragon dances across the sky, its eyes gazing between heaven and earth.
He looked down at Lingxu, and then with a long roar, he rushed into the top of the Nine Heavens.
He also rushed out of the Great Leiyin Temple!
Under the dark sky...
This day.
This moment.
Among the vast sea of billions of stars, the Dongguan Qinglong constellation cluster shines brightly, comparable to the bright moon.
In just a few breaths...
The Qinglong destiny that returned to the Dongguan Constellation Group swayed down from the vast starry sky and headed towards a certain place on the Sky Continent.
In the Garan Pagoda, the dozen true Buddhas who woke up looked at the scene outside the Pagoda, shook their heads slightly, and recited Amitabha Buddha.
"After a thousand years, Xue Hanqing has finally entered reincarnation. And the Qinglong Fate, which has been suppressed for thousands of years, will also reappear in the world... I wonder who will be the person who will rise up in the world wearing the Qinglong Fate?"
The forbidden land of Xuantian God Clan.
In the simple pavilion with spreading dead vines, Di Tianshu, with long black and white hair, raised his head and frowned as he looked at the Qinglong Fate falling from the sky.
Then he sighed quietly.
"I didn't expect... you, Li Baiyi, made such a plan to release Xue Shenji's Qinglong fate, which was suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple! Ha... I just abandoned a forest wasteland, is it really worth it?"
Di Tianshu shook his head, with a hint of regret in his heart. Today, the Dongguan constellations were moving, and it was a foregone conclusion that the Qinglong destiny would be recognized as its master. It was a pity that he knew it too late, and he could not seize the Qinglong destiny from Li Baiyi's hands with a hasty plan.
Under the long night.
Li Baiyi looked up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, looking at the Qinglong destiny falling like a meteor, but there was no smile on his face. After coughing twice, he laughed hoarsely and shriveled:
"White clothes... Farewell to Uncle Xue!"
This day.
The Dongguan Constellation Group shook.
The whole world was shocked.
But in this world, except for a few rare fortune tellers, no one knows why this Qinglong fate suddenly appeared.
No one knows who is so lucky to be able to carry the Qinglong Fate that is coveted by all warriors in the world!
…
Dusk fell.
The bright moonlight seems to never shine into the remote land of Dongling Realm.
It seems that the only one who can illuminate the Dongling Realm is Xuanyuan Mansion!
only!
Today's Xuanyuan Mansion is a little different from the past.
A bit more chilling and desolate than before!
In Xuanyuan Mansion, sergeants gathered.
There are countless masters outside Xuanyuan Mansion.
With the gate of Xuanyuan Mansion as the boundary, the two sides showed a tendency to compete with each other.
…
After all, it has been almost a year.
The master of Xuanyuan Palace, Lu Han, has not appeared in the Eastern Spirit Realm for a long time, which makes the martial arts warriors who were suppressed before start to make moves again.
There is no airtight wall in this world.
The news that Lu Han was dying was still known to outsiders.
This rumor has been circulating in Dongling Realm for almost a month...
One month is enough to wear down the patience of many warriors. They can't wait to enter Xuanyuan Mansion and see with their own eyes whether the young Shinhwa who succeeded Xuanyuan Mansion is dead or not!
Xuanyuan Tibing's memorial day was approaching, which gave them a perfect excuse.
No matter how high the threshold of Xuanyuan Mansion is, there is not much reason to stop the reverent warriors from coming to Xuanyuan Mansion to pay homage to the human legend who once made unparalleled contributions to the Eastern Spirit Realm!
only……
Everyone who comes knows why they come to Xuanyuan Mansion.
And the sergeants in Xuanyuan Mansion naturally know that... today will definitely be a bloody battle!
Not just today!
If the true master of the palace dies, then the million-strong army of Xuanyuan Mansion will hold long spears and guard Xuanyuan Mansion for twenty years until the little girl who is still in her infancy has grown up.
The noise of countless warriors sounded outside the mansion.
They were still testing, still a little afraid to break into Xuanyuan Mansion directly.
And among those who clamored, there were many people with the realm of Wuhou.
Inside the mansion, it was eerily quiet and dignified.
Tens of thousands of soldiers have already formed a battle formation, with murderous intent in the sky! Just waiting for those warriors to break into the house, they will attack boldly like a torrent of steel.
only……
They are just ordinary soldiers. Even with the support of the battle formation, can they really hold the defense line of Xuanyuan Mansion against dozens of Wuhou?
All they can do is to accept death as their own!
In front of the army, the extremely old housekeeper of Xuanyuan Mansion was also wearing armor and going into battle again, holding a spear in his hand.
Even though his eyesight is dim at this moment.
but……
This is Xuanyuan Mansion!
It is made of iron and blood. It is an iron-blooded monument formed by piles of bones.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise!
The door of Xuanyuan Mansion was smashed open by a strong man from Marquis Wu with a hammer.
The man who smashed open the door of the mansion was like a wall, very majestic and majestic. He had a cruel look on his face, like a bloody butcher. Holding a huge war hammer, he looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers in Xuanyuan Mansion with murderous intent. Not only did he not
Not afraid at all, he licked the corner of his mouth instead, as if he had seen a delicious meal.
And behind the majestic Wuhou, there was an extremely crowded crowd of martial artists.
They looked at Xuanyuan Mansion with greed in their eyes.
Xuanyuan Mansion... has suppressed this world for too long.
It's like invisible shackles that restrict their nature. They believe that after tonight, everything will cease to exist.
Moreover, this Xuanyuan Mansion... is probably the largest treasure mountain in the Dongling Realm!
Looking at the dark group of people outside the house, the old housekeeper's eyes burst with strong fighting intent. He stamped his spear in his hand and his old voice contained astonishing murderous intent:
"Guard me Xuanyuan!"
"Guard me Xuanyuan!"
In Xuanyuan Mansion, tens of thousands of people roared in unison, their voices soaring into the sky like thunder, shaking the entire Xuanyuan City.
Immediately afterwards, the old housekeeper took the lead with a spear in his hand, heading towards the majestic Wuhou.
The next moment, an army of ten thousand people turned into a torrent of steel and charged out.
…
Under the dark night.
The battle started in an instant!
The clash of countless weapons.
The roar of the soldiers.
The curses of martial artists.
The sound of houses rumbling and collapsing.
…
All the sounds that should have been heard in war appeared! It was despairing and sad.
A place in the mansion.
A pale-faced woman, listening to the sound of fighting outside, clenched her teeth with reddish eyes! Her originally gentle and clear eyes now contained hatred, as well as the stubbornness and heroism unique to the people of Xuanyuan Mansion!
At this moment, she is already wearing plain clothes!
Lu Han was not dead at this moment... but she knew that in this small Eastern Spirit Realm, no one could bring Lu Han back to life. The latter would never survive the night again!
When the martial arts warriors gathered outside the mansion, the woman's maid had already come in no less than ten times.
Now that Lu Han has fallen.
When the sun rises tomorrow, perhaps Xuanyuan Mansion will no longer exist.
As early as three days ago, all the servants in the mansion were gone. Only a few people were left!
only……
At this last moment, the situation was different from what the maid expected.
That woman was unwilling to leave Xuanyuan Mansion even to the death. She just wanted to stay in Xuanyuan Mansion and live and die together with the young man on the bed next to her.
Even if the woman's father, the emperor of the Northern Yan Dynasty came to persuade her in person, it would be of no avail!
If the woman leaves Xuanyuan Mansion, the Beiyan Dynasty still has the ability to keep a widow. But at this moment, the woman reveals a tenacity and strength that no one expected under her gentle appearance...