Chapter 751

Yingzu residence.

Ji Yun looks at the expressionless Zhou Li, who is not allowed to enter the air conditioner, and sighs gently. If I really don't care, how could it be so? Nowadays, the colder it is, the more concerned it is.

All of a sudden, he found that he had been here all the time and seemed to underestimate Qin Huan's imprint on Zhou Li's heart. If he continued to appear in Zhou Li's life, the future might not be as he thought.

Fortunately, after today, he can't come back, and will be buried in hell. Although Xiling's response is vague, Ji Yun's understanding of his father can naturally taste other meanings.

But this incident was not originally aimed at Qin Huan. It was he who insisted on breaking in, even if he died in it, it was his own choice.

No shame!

Ji Yun takes a breath, calms down his slightly restless mood, looks at Zhou Li's side face, and his eyes are soft and warm. He really likes it. This proud and proud woman!

……

Yaoguang hall is located.

A group of beauties with different styles come together again. Compared with the original atmosphere, today's atmosphere is full of relaxation and joy.

According to the news they got, it's a state of serious injury and dying. It's really a joy of accident!

Wu Gu sect unexpectedly kept silent to Wu Yinzong, which made them anxious. Who could have thought that Qing Yuanzong would suddenly burst into trouble?

Although I can't figure out the reason so far, it doesn't matter. What's important is the final of the Colosseum in three days. No one can resist yaoguangdian!

"The temple Lord, the inner part of the fog hidden sect is tightly sealed. We only get the vague information. It seems that they haven't given up the treatment of the dark star ice." An elder opened his mouth slowly, and the long black fell straight to his buttocks, with a beautiful face.

Another elder sneered, "can we manage it in only three days? Fog hidden up and down, it's really a dream

"It's a fluke that such a serious injury can keep the dark star ice from dying. It's ridiculous that he wants to continue to participate in the final of the Colosseum!"

Yao Guangdian Master Mou son micro flash, suddenly said: "there is a place in the Dragon City, wonderful can slow down the flow of time."

There was a sudden silence around.

On the faces of a group of high-level officials, they all showed a sudden insight, and immediately felt a dark admiration. They are worthy of being the Lord of the temple. They really thought more thoroughly than them.

Elder heichangzhi stood up and said: "the hall Lord, the spirit beast of our clan needs to have a rest before the final. I will go to reserve that place immediately to let our clan fengluan get the most rest."

Yaoguang hall master smiled and nodded, "good."

Any accident in the world is possible. Who dare to say that everything is under control? All she could do was to be as careful as she could to put out the last chance of the fog hidden sect.

……

The city under the shadow of light, because the sudden intruder, like being pressed the pause key, all kinds of noisy sounds in the air, clear like the tide.

Carrying a shoulder pole, carrying two bamboo baskets of farmers, which placed neatly on the green vegetable leaves, there are many crystal morning dew.

Not far away, the fat middle-aged man dressed as a rich man, covering his nose with a white silk scarf, looks a little disgusted.

A little closer, there was a carriage with wide style and exquisite decoration, and the coachman in the green soap robe seemed to stand aside with the reins in his hand because of the boredom of waiting. Through the white gauze hung on the driver's door and window, you can see vaguely that there is a master and a maid and two women sitting inside.

Now Qi Qi turned around and looked at Qin Huan. He was shocked. He didn't even think that there would be outsiders here.

An old man wearing a silk scarf and holding a feather fan stepped forward and said: "where are you from? For what? "

After a few breaths, Qin Huan thought a lot. He tried to ask about it once, but it was quiet in the soul space. Obviously, for some unknown reason, they are blocked, and he can only answer this question himself.

In the eyes of the old man, there was a little silence under the black robe, saying, "I came from the dragon city to find the place to bury my bones."

"Who's the bone buried?"

Qin Huan was silent for a while. "It's the place to bury the ancient."

The old man's feather fan fell to the ground, and at the next moment he saw Qin Huan's excited body trembling with tears.

"How many years, finally wait for you, this torment, finally can end!"

Beside the carriage, the bored coachman looked up. His face was old and shriveled, like a layer of dry skin on the bone and turbid tears rolling in his deep eyes.

"Miss, miss, do you hear me? We can finally go home! "

In the car, the owner and the maid behind the white veil hug each other and cry bitterly.

The impatient member in the eyes suddenly jumped a few feet high, shaking his fingers to Qin Huan, "here you are! coming! Ha ha ha ha ha, finally it's coming! "

The farmer with a shoulder pole and a bamboo basket grinned, "I have waited for hundreds of thousands of years for these two baskets of vegetables to be sold."In front of the city, all figures retreated, revealing the road leading to the gate.

"The people of Longcheng have arrived, but they haven't opened the gate yet?" The old man in the turban roared.

After a short silence, with the low and dull sound of "boom and boom", the huge city gate slowly opened with trembling. Several large, heavily armored gatekeepers stand behind the city gate, their eyes behind the face armor full of relief and guilt.

They knelt down on one knee, "you guys, if we are not cruel, the city has not been opened for you so far, in fact, we can't help it."

"Today, the gate of the city has been opened. Our brothers have completed their mission. We have no face to face you, so we will take the first step." The words fell and kowtowed, and the gatekeeper in heavy armor turned into smoke, which disappeared directly.

The chubby member scolded, "this group of pickled goods, think it's a light floating two words, is it over? It's a dream! "

He strode forward and rushed to the gate. His figure was slightly distorted. Like those gatekeepers, it turned into smoke and disappeared.

The feather fan that falls on the ground has been picked up, the old man laughs a few times, "everybody, the tribulation that I wait for experience, by now already ended, do not leave to wait for when?"

He turned to the city gate, and then a shadow, all into the city.

A moment later, before the huge city, there was no figure, only Qin Huan and the empty city gate.

After a moment of silence, Qin Huan stepped forward. As he was getting closer to the gate, his heart beat faster and faster.

Finally, he stepped into the gate of the city, sighed softly, and sounded directly in his heart.

"How many years, until you finally, my descendants."

Rumbling -

the earth moves and the sky shakes. The majestic city in front of us breaks apart in a flash, and then the whole world breaks up and dissipates.

Where is the great city in front of us? It's clearly the top of a mountain. It's full of broken traces everywhere. It seems that we have experienced a catastrophe. The whole mountain was smashed down. The skull with amazing volume was lying at the bottom of the pit. Among the seven empty orifices, a milky halo was released, full of dignity and majesty.

It is these lights that light up the darkness here. They move slowly in the middle of the sky, just like waves of water.

In the light, there are light and shadow from time to time. Among these light and shadow, there are farmers who pick vegetables and sell vegetables. They are laughing and talking with others. There are rich people, who are embracing each other in the feast. There are drivers who hurry up to drive. The coachman who is going home, white gauze raises a corner, showing the pretty face of a young girl. There are old people with feather, fan, and silk kerchief. They walk slowly in the college. They are young people Scholars, bow and salute one after another

The scenes flashed and disappeared, and these people were the ones Qin Huan saw just now in front of the collapsed city.

"The mind becomes a dream, a dream becomes a world!" The purple moon sounded in a low voice, revealing the vibration that could not be covered.

Qin Huan took a breath of cold air and understood what she said. The so-called city he had just entered was just a dream of others. Moreover, as far as he can see, there are many similar dreams. In each dream, there are tens of millions of students who are flexible.

Maybe they know that they are just derived from a dream, or they don't know that they think they are a very common creature between heaven and earth.

If the former is OK, if the latter Just thinking about it, Qin Huan felt cold. Who knows if he was like these people, just living in the dream of someone with great power.

"You and I are not in a dream!" said the cold voice of the green sun

There was not too much explanation, but now she had no voice of emotional fluctuation, which made Qin Huan's heart string slightly loose and inexplicable confusion disappear quickly from the bottom of his heart.

He looked up at the skull that smashed the mountain top. At the first sight, he knew that it was the skull of an ancient people. The familiar feeling made Qin Huan more sure that this skull was the powerful ancient people who built the Dragon City in the picture he saw in his mind!

He is indeed dead, but what kind of horrible existence can suppress and kill it and divide it into heaven and earth?

It seemed that Qin Huan's thoughts and sighing voice sounded in his heart again, "whoever kills me is the supreme Taoist."

Daojun, the Daojun worshipped by Xiling deity!

Qin Huan's heart was slightly shaken. His previous speculation seemed to be biased. He took a deep breath and bowed forward. "Qin Huan, the descendant of the ancient people, see his ancestors!"

Since the ancient people who built the dragon city were killed by Daojun, the worshiper of Xiling, why did his head stay in such an important place?

What's more, the Milky light from the empty seven orifices is the magic power controlled by Xiling?

Too much incomprehension made Qin Huan have a little fear in the bottom of his heart, and his body was slightly taut, so he could deal with it at any time.

"I know you don't understand too much. Don't worry, I will explain to you..." The voice suddenly stopped, and the horrible atmosphere between the heaven and the earth burst out. Then, under the huge skull of the ancient people, there suddenly appeared a bright halo, forming its body.

Rumbling -

the mountain at the foot is shaking, and a complete ancient skeleton stands in the heaven and earth, like the pillar of Optimus Prime."What happened? Why are you the only one living in our ancient family? "

Every syllable, like a thunder, tears the darkness above the head, and makes the vision open.

Qin Huan was dazed by the earthquake. He saw the way he had come. It was a stone step that could not be seen for a long time.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are sharp stakes, each of which carries a pierced body.

Their blood has run out, along the stake into the earth, the whole stake dyed black, was dried out of large cracks.

Among them, a small body, about seven or eight years old, although separated by a long distance, but somehow, Qin Huan could see it very clearly.

I don't know how many years after she died, the body of the little girl has been withered, but there is a trace of strange smile on her mouth. With the empty eye socket, a chill suddenly comes out from the bottom of her heart and goes straight to her head!

Qin Huan didn't wait for an answer. The bones of the ancient people standing on the top of the mountain raised their hands and shook the sky. In an instant, three thousand whirlpools appeared. In each whirlpool, hundreds of millions of streamers emerged and flowed.

They were so fast that they were ten thousand times faster than lightning. Qin Huan could not see the true appearance of these streamers.

All of a sudden, the ancient people's skeletons groaned, and a crack appeared on the shining skulls of its seven orifices with a light click. Below, the body of the ancient people suddenly illusory, the three thousand whirlpools on the sky, have been broken and dissipated.

Silence for a long time, the skull of the ancient people slowly fell on the ground, "sure enough, the ancient road catastrophe predicted in that year has come true." The voice is full of weariness and weakness. It's hollow and gives people a strong sense of locking. "But fortunately, between the destruction of heaven and earth, there is a line of vitality left in the ancient road. When all the ages in the world perish, you become a new ancient people!"

"As long as you live, there will be a prosperous day for the ancient people. The ancient people who are scattered in the heaven and the world will come back."

Qin Huan thought quickly and said in a deep voice, "ancestors, how many things do I not know?" He must make sure that it is the premise that the consciousness in the ancient remains can be trusted.

"Of course, I will tell you everything and give you my last strength." The voice of the ancient skull is calm, "but now, I need to deal with some other things, you don't need to interfere, just watch on one side."

The language fell, and the gray color appeared. From Qin Huan's feet, it spread rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he will be covered with the whole body of gray color, like a stone statue.

Qin Huan soon found that the gray color didn't hurt him at all. Even if his mind moved, it could be broken directly.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he chose to remain silent for a while to see what the ancient people, who had been dead for many years and whose consciousness had not been dispersed, would do next.

Whew -

the sound of breaking into the air roared, and a pure light composed of the figure, along the long stone steps presented, fell on the broken mountain top.

Dorsomer's eyes swept over. Qin Yuhua turned into a body of stone carving, and a chuckle came out of his mouth. "I'm dead, but I'm not going to have to deal with it."

The eyes fell on the skulls of the ancient people with milky light from the seven orifices. The eyes of the first saint of Xiling cult became extremely hot.