Chapter 248

The thunderstorm falling from the sky is like the dark night God awn, which gives the world a short and brilliant light. In this light, the rainstorm is its vitality.

The torrential rain set off a raging fire on the island, coming from the South and enveloping the whole island.

The combination of water and fire, the unity of heaven and earth, the collapse of time and space, and the absence of time and tide.

The island gradually decreases in the crazy rotation, and white lights shoot out from the ground, splitting the flame and pouring into the two people in the air.

The fury of the collapse of heaven and earth cut renhuang island into an iron pimple. At least Lingjun and zishuang determined that it was iron. A three inch square iron block can have six short cross sections on it.

"Renhuang island is just a fragment of renhuang's weapon?" Lingjun said his judgment in doubt. After all, that era has passed for too long, and he didn't get any scenes about life after the first catastrophe in this natural Avenue.

The score on the iron plate is obviously the "Kun" divination. It is well known that our ancestors were good at using the eight trigrams as weapons.

Zishuang pursed her lips and said, "what's the use of this fragment? Will it have any purpose to fly into our hands?"

"Maybe he can lead us to find other fragments." Ling Jun thought far from the emperor's weapons, there were other weapons.

Zishuang said, "you don't even know what weapons the emperor uses, just think of the divine soldiers of other races..." he didn't say the blame words.

Lingjun narrowed his eyes and smiled very evil, "those who know me, purple frost also."

Who has time to talk to you in the non land of the sea? Zishuang shook his head and flew, "you are still the king's cultivation. It depends on how you participate in the emperor list competition."

Lingjun patted the forehead directly, pinched the iron piece and complained, "thank you for your natural Avenue, but I don't have time to help you find your body for the time being."

Cultivation is only a matter of time. Opportunity is the existence that is overdue. Do you still worry about the problem of cultivation when you get the opportunity? The emperor is best at sealing, so Lingjun has found a way to open the seal left by Xuantian. How can this secret be told to zishuang?

As for why this piece of iron appeared last, Lingjun guessed that it was probably related to his cultivation. Before Chi Meng, they were all there, and he didn't dare to come out, which means that the iron sheet is spiritual.

I like spiritual baby best. They are all living treasures.

Put away the treasure and catch up with zishuang. Lingjun runs to the Northwest with fighting spirit. To that haunted place.

In those years, in order to explore his life experience, he didn't go back to nowhere, but he was looking for others. Now his goal is to find a tree!

Are you really the fruit of the tree? He didn't doubt Xuantian's words, but it was a pity that she didn't say which one.

The town of nowhere is thousands of miles away. It is located at the intersection of the three ethnic groups. It is a huge valley surrounded by 100000 mountains. The terrain is quite flat. It is an excellent place for the two armies to meet. Therefore, it has experienced war for a long time and has many battlefield relics.

Such a place is very dangerous, but many people are inevitable, because people are strange animals, and fear of danger is often accompanied by danger.

After the protracted war, it became more lively here, and countless treasure hunters poured in. Soon, three major cities were formed here.

Wuyou City, a city controlled by the demon clan, occupied 23 battlefield relics in the East and southeast of nowhere.

Zixu city and the city controlled by Daxin imperial family occupied 65 battlefield relics in the middle, West and south of nowhere. It covers two-thirds of the area of nowhere.

Blackwater City, a city controlled by the ghost, accounts for 20 war relics in the north.

The three cities are famous for selling treasures, but Zixu city is the most prosperous of the three cities. No way. It has so many relics.

Of course, no matter how many babies can't stand 5000 years of excavation. Today's nowhere has no glory in the past, and there are residual pits and ruins left by excavation everywhere.

It's been a long time since there was any amazing discovery. The fate of a city born of treasure is its decline.

However, it has been lively recently, because there will be a huge competition here, the peak duel of the emperor. After the news that crape myrtle emperor's list will go to war here came out, nowhere will be resurrected with blood. Even those ruins that have been excavated countless times can see the flow of people.

The battle has not yet begun, and a new round of ruins sweeping has begun.

Look for treasure before you go to the theatre. Why not.

Treasure hunting means destruction, which brings great trouble to Lingjun's search. God knows whether the big tree has been cut down or dug away, or transformed into an adult.

Lingjun, zishuang and Xiaozu were absorbed in perceiving for three hours without any harvest. At this time, it is the fourth day of May. Zishuang strongly recommends going to the urban area.

Such an important competition must not be unprepared to go to war. "If I really don't let you participate, I'll take Yan soul sword."

In the past, Lingjun must have jumped, but now it doesn't. Instead, he patted her on the shoulder and said, "it's up to you to do everything later." he chose to fight here, which can be said to have a deep intention. After this war, the war of the new world will inevitably enter the stage of fire fighting, and the 5000 year peace will be completely ended.

The fall of the new dynasty is inevitable. This is their last struggle. It is impossible to hope to subdue or hang the new generation of soldiers. Moreover, the greater disaster is not chaos in the world, but turbulence in the world.

"But..." zishuang said, "let's keep looking."

Ling Jun took the purple frost and walked slowly along the ancient road paved with green bricks. Beside him, there were embracing trees standing towering, and there were not crisp birds singing from the lush branches and leaves.

"The grain is ripe again, and I'm back." this "I" is very heavy. I've been ups and downs for so many years. Am I really still myself? Of course not. It seems that innocence will never return.

This is not his hometown, but the place where he was born.

Where is home? The former imperial capital? That is already the capital of others. What have you been fighting for for years? It seems that there is only infinite melancholy and lingering sadness.

Even the body is not your own. What do you expect to have and what do you deserve to have? Lingjun was in a low mood. When he wanted to cry, he felt a heat flow from the palm of his hand to his heart.

Zishuang wants to help him break through!

Lingjun hurriedly took back his mind. He had a lot of things, and there were more things worth fighting. He closed his Qi orifices and said with a smile, "I don't want to be special, but I really want to kill those self righteous guys with the cultivation of the king."

"People think they are right, you are simply arrogant!" zishuang stamped her feet angrily. "If you don't become the emperor, I'll take part in the competition."

Ling Junkong blinked and said after a long time: "are you not going to share several opponents for me?"

Zishuang shouted: "I won't help you from now on. I won't help you collect your body if you die."