"I want to see the splendid King City." Da Meng dragged his tired body to Shura.
"We're not sure if the dragon clan really left. It's dangerous for you to go out like this. In case of an accident..." the immortal Mingfeng clan leader's eyes beat with fire, reminding Dameng.
Big fiercely lowered his head, perhaps weak, perhaps sad, and his majestic body like an iron tower was shaking slightly.
Old Shura stood on the altar, looked at him for a while, raised his hand and dispersed a corner of the battle array.
The immortal Mingfeng clan leader wanted to persuade him again, but when old Shura agreed, he stopped talking. He just looked at the big fierce who silently turned and left. Although the current Da Meng is less than Huangwu, the undead family has a long life. At the level of Da Meng, it is almost undead. It will certainly surpass the undead Ming Phoenix family in the future. In the future, if the undead Mingfeng family want to have a foothold in the nether world, they may have to rely more on the purgatory master.
Dasheng stepped on the rubble and ruins all over the ground and walked out of the Shura hall. The outside of the Shura hall has been completely destroyed, forming a deep pit stretching for more than a hundred miles. Inside, there are the bright emperor Zijin Tianlong. The powerful energy left by them is like a chaotic space, steaming and intertwined with different awns.
Da Meng jumped down from the stone wall of the Shura hall and fell into the depths of the ruins of the huge pit. This is the place where Donghuang Jie crushed the head of the eldest princess. It may have been shattered by successive energy havoc, or evaporated by the light power of the bright emperor, but he still walked deep and shallow in the huge pit with that pitiful expectation. He shook away the soil, removed the stones, and looked for them carefully.
His clothes were ragged, full of blood and dirt, his hair was disheveled, his expression was lonely and miserable, and he was no longer heroic and brave as usual. He looked and looked again and again. His mouth trembled slightly, reading something, but he didn't find any "Jingying" in expectation.
Blood red eyes gradually blurred, and the majestic body trembled even more.
The energy in the giant pit churns and interweaves into gorgeous and mysterious glow. Occasionally, there is a sound like dragon singing, which is the dragon power left by the mighty dragon Qi. But gradually... There were bursts of sobs in the pit.
Big fierce trembled and knelt on the ground, pulling the stone in front of him again and again, but there was really nothing in it.
"Big fierce?" Heifeng's voice was very light. Looking at the man kneeling and crying in front of him, she was flustered. Just like the wujinbao pig died in front of him, that feeling can only be understood through personal experience.
Tong Yan was very weak, but he just came out, sat on Heifeng's back, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he really didn't know how to persuade him. Only a light sigh broke his heart.
Da Meng pursed his mouth, shook his head, propped himself up from the ruins and left silently.
Heifeng was just about to fly over to carry Da Meng, but Tong Yan stopped him and let Da Meng walk alone. In this case, others really can't help, and Da Meng doesn't want others to accompany him. Just as he thought his sister was dead, he just wanted to sit quietly in the corner, recall the past, look forward to hope and cry.
Da Meng stumbled and walked out of the darkness through the Shura mountains. The vast Shura mountains have been completely destroyed by the impact of energy afterwaves. The cracks are deep and bottomless, with cold air. The mountains are fragmented and full of boulders. There is no vitality and silence.
Heifeng followed him from a distance. Thinking about the big fierce in the past, she felt a lot of emotion. "I can't see a man crying. It's painful in my heart. You said... We need blood, talent and talent. We clearly live a moist and natural life. Why do we have to experience this?"
"Who let us catch up with such an era? Wonderful times are wonderful, and uncomfortable times are really uncomfortable. This is just the beginning, and more people may die in the future. Maybe one day you will stand by my body and remember me."
"Don't! Let your woman remember. I don't know you well."
"Alas, I seem a little homesick."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing."
Heifeng flew silently. Heiyan blended with the endless darkness, like a lonely soul, far behind Da Meng. "If Qin Ming really succeeds in the future, can the dead survive?"
"Maybe."
"I'm serious."
"Logically, if my brother-in-law really conquers the way of heaven, he can reorganize order. Even if he can't let us live directly, there should be no problem in reincarnation."
"Is it that easy? To control order, we should strictly abide by order. If he resurrects the dead in a large area, will it lead to collapse again? Order is really terrible when you think about it carefully."
Tong Yan was silent for a while. Yes, if you control order, you should abide by order more than wantonly play with order. "Don't you know who my brother-in-law is? If he really has the opportunity, he will spare no effort. Even if my brother-in-law must abide by the order at that time, the two time and space are in chaos, countless people die, countless people's fate has changed, and the order has completely collapsed. It must be re established, and the ten thousand years between the two time and space also need special regulation. Think about it carefully In fact, there are many opportunities. "
Heifeng shook her head and didn't think much anymore. There was no need to think so much at this step. "Alas... What evil have I done? I was born in such an era. If I had been born a hundred years earlier, wouldn't I be able to be a overlord and command millions of spirit birds?"
"Born a hundred years ago, your life scope is magic spirit and Dharma. Your blood is still half blood! Well, keep up with Da Meng." Tong Yan is very weak and has no energy to talk to him more.
The splendid King City is completely covered with cold ice. The bright light shines in the scorching sun, like a beautiful ice city, but the scene inside is as terrible as hell. Many people gathered here, but few dared to approach. After all, this is the cold wave released by the frost dragon in Huangwu territory. The transpiration cold air can be easily frozen by even Shengwu.
Da Meng resisted the biting cold wave and walked into the familiar and strange ice city. He looked carefully at each ice sculpture passing by. His weak body couldn't bear the cold here. It was cold and fear. His skin was white all over. He looked for her carefully. He was afraid to see her body, but he was afraid that there were only some fragments left.
The palace was seriously damaged. The thick ice layer was three meters high. The ferocious Ice Spikes pointed at the sky, sealed with struggling bodies, and maintained the appearance of the last moment. Across the crystal ice, it seems that they can feel their pain and despair at the moment of disaster.
"Poop!"
Big Meng knelt heavily on the ice and burst into tears. He saw a headless body and familiar gorgeous clothes under the ice.
The thick ice was like an ice coffin, sealing her last struggle.
It's her!
It's only a few meters away from the altar!
However, in just a few meters, there is a gap between life and death.
Big Meng burst open the ice, carefully took the long Princess out, knelt on the ice and cried like a child.
Why?
Oh, my God!
She didn't resist you. She didn't participate. Why let her and the innocent people in the city die miserably.
Why?
"Curse... Black iron curse... Curse purgatory..."
"Is this my destiny?"
"Can't I Meng Hu have relatives and lovers?"
"I am the one who accepts the curse. Why is she the one who bears the curse?"
"Why..."
Big fierce sobbed, tears cut his face covered with blood, but his weak body held the ice sculpture in his arms.
"Sorry... Sorry... It's all my fault."
"I shouldn't have come back to you."
"I failed to protect you."
"Sorry..."