Yan Beichen gently stroked the Lihen Demonic Sword beside him and murmured softly: "If I weren't Lihen, would you still be willing to follow me?"
Zhengzhengzheng!
The Lihen Demon Sword seemed to be able to understand Yan Beichen's words, and it screamed and trembled.
It has determined that Yan Beichen is its master, and whether Yan Beichen is Lihen or Shura, it will follow him through life and death!
"good!"
The light in Yan Beichen's eyes grew brighter, and he said proudly: "I, Shura, will take you to the upper world to have a look in this life! I, Shura, will also go against the will of heaven and change fate, tampering with life and death!"
After speaking, Yan Beichen bowed deeply to the old storyteller and said, "Thank you, senior."
The old storyteller nodded slightly, looking delighted.
He indeed valued Yan Beichen very much.
In his heart, Yan Beichen's achievements may be even higher than those of the Demon Emperor Lihen!
Yan Beichen turned to look at Su Zimo and said in a deep voice: "Zimo, I won't accompany you on your trip to Kunlun Ruins. You have to be more careful."
"Don't worry, brother."
Su Zimo nodded.
Yan Beichen has his own way.
If he followed Su Zimo to Kunlun Ruins, he might be tied up.
Now, seeing that Yan Beichen was fine, Su Zimo was completely relieved and there was no need to stay in Xuanji Palace.
"Zimo, I..."
As soon as Ji Yaojing opened her mouth, Su Zimo already understood her thoughts.
Su Zimo shook his head with a smile and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. You are a pure girl in this life, how can you just run away to Kunlun Ruins with me casually?"
"If the Su Nu Sect knows about this, I'm afraid I will be hunted down by the strong men of the Su Nu Sect."
Ji Huo also nodded and said, "Don't worry, with Nian Qi and I accompanying Zi Mo, we can always take care of each other."
"Master, Nian Qi, don't follow me either."
Su Zimo said in a deep voice: "This Kunlun Ruins is not a kind place. There is no need for you to accompany me and risk your lives."
"What do you mean?"
Jihuo glared, patted the storage bag, and said, "Don't be sentimental, kid. I have a treasure map here. I went to Kunlun Ruins for this treasure map!"
"Sir, I'm already here, you can't drive me away."
Nian Qi pursed her lips and smiled.
Su Zimo said no more, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, all their friendships being expressed in silence.
Now that he had decided to leave, Su Zimo did not delay any longer, said goodbye to Shi Jian and others one by one, and prepared to leave.
The old storyteller said: "You still have the Blood Vine Clan's killing order on you. If you leave the Xuanji Palace, you will definitely be seen by the Blood Vine Clan."
"I will tear apart the space and take you directly there."
As the old storyteller spoke, he stretched out his palm and drew the void in front of him.
The void seemed to have been cut by some sharp blade, and a huge gap opened up. Inside was deep darkness and gusty winds.
The old storyteller flicked his sleeves, rolled up Su Zimo, Ji Huo, and Nian Qi, and jumped into the crack.
"Old man, take me with you, and I'll go over and take a look."
When the crack was about to close, Lin Xuanji shouted, pulled the sleeves of the old storyteller's robe, and jumped in.
There was a sudden spin.
This feeling is like using the Great Teleportation Talisman. The eyes are dim, there is no light, and it is difficult to breathe.
In what felt like just a dozen breaths, Su Zimo and others felt light all over their bodies, their eyes brightened, and they finally saw the light again.
Although they are down to earth, everyone's hearts are a little heavy and extremely depressing!
Everyone looked at it subconsciously, and couldn't help but froze on the spot, with shock on their faces!
In front of everyone, there was a stretch of rolling mountains. Some mountains seemed to have been violently collided and cut in half!
Some mountain ranges were mostly broken.
This mountainous wasteland is covered with corpses and bones, which is shocking!
Some of the bones have not rotted to this day and have maintained their original shape. Their bodies are long, more than a thousand feet long, and they look like a lying dragon!
This is a dragon skeleton!
The divine dragon is more than a thousand feet long, which means that this is a true ancestral realm divine dragon!
Just at the edge of Kunlun Ruins, everyone saw the corpse of an ancestral realm dragon!
It is really unimaginable how tragic the ancient battle must have been!
Everyone looked around.
Wherever you look, among these piles of bones, there are not only the corpses of dragons, but also the corpses of other vicious tribes, and there are also many inexplicable corpses of creatures, covering the entire mountain range!
Such a scene is too shocking.
The aura emanating from the ruins was too oppressive and gloomy.
If the Taoist mind is unstable, it is very easy to have a mental breakdown in such an environment!
Ji Huo looked at the scene in front of him, seemed to have thought of something, and sighed softly: "Back then, more than ten of us came to explore this treasure. Unexpectedly, I was the only one who survived."
"One of the Taoist friends, not long after entering Kunlun Ruins, his Taoist heart collapsed."
After a short pause, Jihuo sighed again: "Actually, if I hadn't met Zimo, I would have died long ago."
"Looking back on what I have experienced over the years, it is really sad."
The old storyteller looked at the ruins, was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Zimo, you practice well in Kunlun Ruins. You don't have to worry about this side of Tianhuang Continent. I will do my best to deal with all the evil tribes, and I will do my best to deal with them." Buy you time."
Su Zimo nodded.
He went to Kunlun Ruins, where his life and death were unknown, and his future was uncertain.
Even he himself didn't know whether he could come back alive or when he would be able to return to the wilderness again.
"Senior, take care of yourself too!"
Su Zimo bowed deeply to the old storyteller.
"Brother Su, I'm waiting for you to come back."
Farewell was imminent, and the cynical Lin Xuanji felt a trace of reluctance in his heart.
Su Zimo waved his hand and stepped into Kunlun Ruins with Ji Huo and Nian Qi!
The three of them walked very slowly, looking around with consciousness, nervously, for fear of any accident.
The old storyteller kept looking at the three people outside Kunlun Ruins. He didn't come back to his senses until the three people disappeared.
"Old man, why have you suddenly become sentimental?"
Lin Xuanji asked with a frown.
He knew the old storyteller all too well.
He could feel the pessimism in the storyteller's heart!
"With Brother Su's talent, he has the Dragon Phoenix True Body and the Qinglian True Body. If he grows up, the Fierce Clan will never be his opponent!"
Lin Xuanji is very optimistic.
The old storyteller shook his head slightly and said, "I'm afraid, there isn't much time left."
"If we wait another ten thousand years, I believe that Huang Wu will be able to reach the top and become a being comparable to the Human Emperor."
"But now there are more and more conflicts between the evil clan and the cultivation world, and the evil clan's actions are becoming more frequent. This final battle is coming soon!"
Lin Xuanji's heart trembled, and he asked: "Old man, how long do you think it will be?"
"No more than a hundred years at most."
There was a hint of heaviness in the voice of the old storyteller.
century!
Lin Xuanji finally understood why the old storyteller was so pessimistic.
A hundred years is too short!
For cultivators, a hundred years flies by in an instant!
Not to mention entering the Mahayana realm, Su Zimo can improve to a small realm, which is already very good.
Take a step back and think about it, even if Huangwu steps into the Mahayana realm, how can he fight against the powerful men and kings of the fierce tribes
The old storyteller murmured softly: "Do your best and obey fate."