Gu Luo's pitiful screams resounded throughout the sky, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to maintain his balance in the air. The scroll carried him swaying forward, with the tendency of falling continuously.
Xiao Chen stepped on the treetops and jumped from one tree crown to another. His body turned into a faint shadow, and after chasing for dozens of meters, he threw the second sword!
The dazzling long sword shined brightly, like a meteor passing through the sky, hitting Gu Luo with a long tail of light!
"puff"
Blood flew everywhere, and the second sword struck again!
This sword directly penetrated Gu Luo's chest and abdomen, almost nailing him down! The scalp-numbing screams echoed in the air, and long blood flowers fell from the sky. Gu Luo, who was seriously injured and dying, tried his best to
I can control the scroll and fly towards the distance quickly...
Under the bright moonlight, Xiao Chen stood on the top of the tree crown, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, his long hair danced wildly, and his eyes were as sharp as blades. In tonight's battle, he finally completely reversed the situation, let out a breath of evil, and never returned.
No need to flee.
King Guang of Qin, King Yama, and King Samsara climbed up to the tree crown and came to Xiao Chen's side. Under the moonlight, the three snow-white skeletons stared at the bright moon in the sky. The light of the soul in the skull fluctuated, seemingly.
What are you remembering...
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In the mountain forest in the second half of the night, the roars of the beasts disappeared, and it was extremely quiet. The soft moonlight shone in the forest, like large tracts of white feathers, and the mountain forest was harmonious and peaceful.
Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the tree crown. The moonlight was drawn by the rotating Xuan Gong and flowed slowly like water waves. The faint holy glow flowed over the tree crown, making this place seem extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful.
After a fierce battle, Xiao Chen's body was already very empty, and the pure energy of the moonlight was constantly being absorbed, replenishing his nearly dry body.
The three skeletons were also quietly refining the crystal stones given to them by Xiao Chen. The snow-white skeletons had a hint of luster, especially their skulls, which were set off by the light of the soul and were crystal clear and seemed to be like jade.
sign.
The night at this moment is calm and peaceful...
The stars in the sky gradually faded away, and a little blush gradually appeared in the east. Morning came. In the quiet primeval forest, the birds were the first to become active. Their melodious chirps were crisp and sweet, and then the roars of beasts came one after another.
Xiao Chen's whole body was shrouded in a hazy light, and several birds were jumping and chirping beside him. He had integrated into nature. Until he opened his eyes, the forest birds flew away in fright, and he felt that his whole body was full of energy.
Brilliant brilliance continued to flow on his body.
After washing away the blood all over his body by a clear stream, and eating a sumptuous game breakfast, Xiao Chen led the three skeletons on the road.
Groups of galloping giant elephants, winged leopards, giant golden centipedes as thick as buckets, three-headed tiger kings like hills... Along the way, huge and terrifying roars of beasts kept ringing in the primeval old forest.
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After traveling through the mountains and forests, Xiao Chen brought three skeletons to their former residence. By the small sapphire-like lake, the green bamboo house still stood upright, exuding the fragrance of vegetation, surrounded by wisterias and fragrant flowers and plants.
Without stopping here, they walked through the lush woodland and came to the beach. Xiao Chen began to dry the sea salt, preparing to collect enough before going to pursue Zhao Lin'er and Gu Luo.
The morning glow was golden, and the three skeletons hated the sun. They hid in the coconut grove on the beach and refused to come out. Xiao Chen filled the sea water with coconut shells and dried them to make sea salt. However, at this time, he discovered in the sea
A silhouette.
A man in white rushed from the depths of the sea, cutting through the waves like a magical fish! It was a shocking scene. The man in white was not swimming, but standing on the sea level!
We're close, we can finally see clearly!
A young monk in white clothes stood on a wooden rafter and moved with the wind, like a banished immortal riding on the waves, emerging from the dust with indescribable grace.
Bodhidharma's light body skill of crossing the river with a reed! This supreme body skill has been lost in the human world for many years!
Xiao Chen was quite surprised. This was definitely a master, so he had to be on guard.
The slightly salty sea breeze blew gently, and the monk in white stepped on the waves and came to the beach. He looked at Xiao Chen in surprise, but he quickly calmed down and walked onto the beach.
"Are you...?" The monk in white clothes is different from ordinary monks. He does not recite the name of the Buddha or address the donor. He asks like ordinary people.
Seeing the extraordinary popularity of this young monk, Xiao Chen expressed his identity in the most concise words. If he wants to survive in the immortal world in the future, he must deal with the relationship with the cultivators in this world.
The monk in white seemed very surprised and said: "My Dharma name is Yizhen." He did not call him "poor monk", but called himself "I" like an ordinary person. Although his words were not like those of a monk, he still revealed a super feeling.
He has an unworldly temperament, but in terms of demeanor, he looks like an eminent monk.
The two chatted briefly and unknowingly walked into the coconut grove. The three skeletons seemed to sense the approach of strangers and quietly retreated.
"Master Yizhen, is there anything strange about this island?" Xiao Chen had too many questions in his mind. Wang Zifeng, Gu Luo and others came to this island one after another, obviously with important purposes. Now Monk Yizhen also
Coming to this island, it is even more obvious that the desert island is unusual.
"This island is called Dragon Island. In the ancient prehistoric era, the monument of the gods descended from the sky and sealed it forever. All the dragons who can resist the gods have lost their magic power forever and are imprisoned on this desert island.
superior."
Xiao Chen finally understood why the eight-armed evil dragon that could compete with the sea god, and the tyrannosaurus, one of the royal bloodlines of the dragon clan, had more animality than divinity. On this deserted island forever protected by the divine monument
, they have lost their great magical powers.
"Why did this happen?" Xiao Chen asked puzzledly.
Monk Yizhen understood Xiao Chen's state of mind at the moment and briefly told him about the ancient deeds in the world of immortality.
"No one knows what happened. After the Dragon Clan was suppressed, the Suiren clan, Youchao clan, Fuxi and other ancestors, as well as Laozi, Yuanyuan, Tongtian, Buddha and other powerful people also disappeared. During that period, a great event may have occurred
Something happened, and those gods disappeared completely."
"How could this happen..." Xiao Chen couldn't understand. He turned to look at Monk Yizhen and said, "Are there no gods in heaven and earth?"
"It can't be said that the world of immortality is vast and has many races. The ancestors and gods are no longer there. Although Lao Tzu, Buddha and other powerful people have also disappeared, the legends of alien gods are still circulating. Many things are difficult to explain clearly and you need to go there in person.
Only by walking on this vast continent can we understand it.”