Chapter 171

The resplendent mirror light is like a waterfall falling from the sky, shining on the heaven and earth, irresistible and unstoppable. It has come across time and space from ancient times and shakes people's hearts.

The green sword was illuminated by the mirror light, and the light suddenly dimmed. Almost at the same time, the red sword came, and the green and red joined hands to block the mirror light.

However, just a moment's pause, the double swords were shaken out and inserted on the ground.

Ning Chen is shocked, seeing the light of the mirror, but it's too late to avoid.

At this moment, the prince of Yan moved, his figure flashed by, pulled out of the abyss, and the black light of the sword fell down, cutting out a huge gully shaking the world.

The sword light and the mirror light collide, and the void shakes. After a moment, it is hard to bear the aftereffect of the terror and shatter.

In the fury of the storm, green clothes blocked the pass, and black hair danced like a mountain.

Ning Chen looked back at the gate subconsciously, and saw only one side of the stone chamber in nuota, which was on the stone platform with a simple atmosphere and outstanding.

Prince Yan walked in, broke the ban, picked up the ancient place and threw it over.

"Take it and give it away"

Ning Chen takes over the ancient landscape and looks back and forth, but he doesn't see why. He puts it away and studies it later.

The treasure valued by the sage with three calamities must be extraordinary. However, he doesn't need it. It's good to give it to aman to protect her.

The sixth gate broke open, leaving only the last one. Prince Yan hesitated for a moment and did not start again.

If he is right, behind the Seventh Gate lies the coffin of the owner of the tomb.

However, at this moment, the Seventh Gate suddenly opened. In an instant, the whole tomb changed, everything reversed, and the ancient dark world disappeared. The stars were shining all over the sky, and endless brilliance fell from the nine days.

A sigh came out of the void, and a vague figure came out. The color of heaven and earth changed in a flash. It was hard to hide the beauty of the world. You can feel that this is an invincible man. His body is tall and straight, shoulder length, hair is as white as snow, the atmosphere of vicissitudes is filled with indifference, and the hero's old age is so clear.

The atmosphere of selfishness covers the whole starry sky, and all kinds of Shenhua fall from the end of the sky. In the old age, the sages are still brilliant, which makes the heaven and the earth dim. People can't believe that this is the afterglow of their old age.

Gu Jing suddenly moves. When he wakes up from his deep sleep, he is full of chaos and ripples. He flies out of Ning Chen and falls next to the man, whistling like weeping, expressing endless yearning.

The man took back his eyes and looked at the wailing ancient scene beside him. He sighed softly and stroked the mirror, as if comforting his old friends who fought together in the past.

In the setting sun, a woman is playing the piano. Her face is beautiful and her temperament is dusty. However, the green silk has been dyed with snow and passed away.

"Shake the moon!"

The ancient sage's body trembles. Looking back suddenly, the whole tomb booms, the stars continue to explode, the most beautiful fireworks bloom in the sky, and a pair of eyes of vicissitudes run through thousands of years, looking through the chaos.

The man stepped out and crossed the starry sky. The stars of the ancient tomb world began to wither. One after another, the light cut through the sky, more and more, more and more dense. In the end, it was like rain, dazzling.

Heaven is coming, the ancient sage's terrible beyond the scope of the world can imagine, in one step, the whole world seems to be about to be destroyed, the stars fall, heaven and earth tremble, a scene of shocking.

It's a terrible sign. At this moment, the ancient sage seems to be going out of time and space, and the vague figure gradually shows a little corner of his clothes. The damaged black battle clothes exude eternal cold, and the bloodstains crisscross, witnessing the achievements of the ancient sage's life. The chaos is fading away, and a touch of white is extremely dazzling. The man who once guarded the common people and was invincible in the sky and the earth is really old, even though he is still young The body is still tall and straight, but it can't cover the white of the long hair.

"You said that you would come back"

at sunset, the woman was very tired and her eyes were dim, as if she would come to the end of her life at any time.

The zither sound is bleak, the woman's tears fall on the zither face, and the beauty is in the twilight, but she refuses to leave.

"Shake the moon!"

Seeing this scene, the chaos around the ancient sage exploded, and a figure of indomitable spirit came out. The sky and the earth roared, and ruicai stepped over the stars in one step, and then came to the picture scroll in an instant.

The man's body is shaking, and his face is full of traces of time. Although he is not old, he is no longer young. His white hair is like snow, which clearly shows the indisputable fact.

The music of the zither is curling, sad and pitiful. The dim eyes of the woman who plays the zither try to look far away. Gradually, she is disappointed and despairing. Her tears are like rain, and the last hope is spilled. The waiting people will not come back. The fate has been exhausted, and the waiting for a thousand years is finally empty.

In the beginning, the soft red light rose, which stopped the aging trend. However, instead, the woman's body began to disappear, and the stars scattered, and disappeared in the world.

"At the end of reincarnation, has he ever thought that there is still a woman waiting for him in the distant place?"Is it questioning or not giving up? The last voice reverberates in the tomb. The ancient sages are moved. Endless pain flashed between the eyes closed. The shaking hand tries to grasp, but the picture collapses in this moment. The music stops, the years are merciless, and the ages have passed. Everything is gone, and it can't stay.

Ancient sages, so high up, this moment is no different from ordinary men who lost their loved ones, tears quietly slide down, silent, heaven and earth suddenly silent, even the stars dare not shine.

The gentle sigh reverberated in the void. The Gemini sage didn't say much. He reached out and stroked the lute in front of the woman. The sadness in his eyes couldn't be dissolved. At the next moment, the ancient sage's body began to disappear, and the cold wind began to rise, which was desolate.

The ancient world fell from the sky, the void was still, and everything was calm again, as if it had never appeared.

Ning Chen took over the ancient environment, and sighed in his heart that it was just a scene. It was just the shadow of the ancient sage and the mirror image of the ancient environment. However, he still felt the oppression of transcending heaven and earth.

Even such existence, in the face of beauty's passing away, also powerless, years of ruthless, no one can resist.

He didn't know what happened ten thousand years ago, but there was no doubt that the ancient sage came back late and didn't even see the last side of the beauty.

The Seventh Gate had been opened. In the stone room, there were two coffins, but they were all empty.

For ancient sages, the most important thing is that woman. She can't have a long companion in her life, but she must follow her after death, even if only two empty coffins can be buried.

"Let's go," Prince Yan said quietly.

"En" rather Chen nods and answers softly.

They went out of the Yin tomb and went to the Yang tomb. This time, Prince Yan didn't let Ning Chen follow, but entered the Yang tomb himself.

Since the coffins of ancient sages are buried in the Yin tomb, the Yang tomb is just a fake tomb. No one knows the danger inside.

Half an hour later, dawn is approaching in the eastern sky. Seeing that the night is about to pass, Prince Yan goes out, waves ningchen and sweeps toward the north.

Green and red opened the way. They were extremely fast. They drew a dazzling light between heaven and earth. When the sky fire came, another sword flew out of the sword frame. The three swords were in the same sky to block the power of the sky fire.

Fog forest, light flashed, the moment rushed in, the next moment, the door of hell opened, the two disappeared.

The three swords are like a rainbow. One by one, they sink into the sword frame. Prince Yan waves and sends the two drug kings to Ning Chen.

"Plus the one you got before, you should be able to last for a period of time. These days, you should seize the time to cultivate and attack the congenital realm as soon as possible," Prince Yan zhengse said.

The power of Phoenix blood will be consumed continuously. The three drug kings are the best tonics. As long as they can survive to the congenital, there will be a turn for the better.

Ning Chen should be next, take three drug king also began to shut down, he is now only nine grade middle, far from congenital, must seize the time.

Prince Yan stayed in the prefecture for two days, then left.

The rest of the way, rely on Ning Chen to go, he can do only so much.

Three days later, on the southeast land, the roaring sound sounded, and the two big graves slowly sank into the ground. The fire waves and Yin Qi converged, and disappeared with the disappearance of the big graves.

The legend that belongs to ten thousand years ago will eventually go away in the years. Each era has its own legend, and the past will never come back.

Ning Chen has explained everything for Da Xia before closing the door. Success or failure depends on Xia's decision tomorrow.

The northern Mongolian army is becoming sharper and sharper day by day. With 100000 cavalry and 10000 heavy cavalry, the defeat of Daxia is still going on.

The subsequent 80000 troops in northern Mongolia have basically become spectators in clearing up miscellaneous matters and escorting food and grass. As long as they do not attack the city, they will not be useful for a long time.

The 160000 imperial guards tried desperately to intercept the northern Mongolian army, but several times they were rushed out by the northern Mongolian cavalry before they could form a encirclement.

It is well known that the combat power of the great Xia imperial army is so strong that northern Mongolia is also trying to avoid confrontation. After all, this is the territory of great Xia, and both sides are defeated. For northern Mongolia without reinforcements, the gain is not worth the loss.

In the camp of northern Mongolia, fan Lingyue sat in the tent, looking at the war report that had been sent in recent days, his brow wrinkled slightly.

Daxia's imperial army is chasing less and less. It seems that she was thrown away by northern Mongolia. However, she always thinks it's not so simple.

"Come" fan Lingyue said.

"In" a general walked in, respectfully waiting for the way.

"How far away are we from the army behind us?" fan Lingyue asked.

"One hundred and twenty Li," the general replied.

"How could it be so far away!" All listen to the moon and frown.

"Two days ago, the summer imperial army was very tight. The soldiers were marching all the time, and some of the troops behind couldn't keep up," the general said nervously.

"Mediocrity!"

The general was shocked and immediately knelt down, kowtowed and begged for mercy"Spare your life, master!"

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