This short process caused Li Heng to suffer and almost fell.
He was panting and pale, but smiled.
Baili Xiaoqi gave him a glance and said quietly, "What? You're still proud?"
"You woman, too smart, you will definitely not be able to marry in the future." Li Heng quipped.
"I will not marry." She said seriously.
Ok!
Li Heng let out a sigh of relief and took a few more minutes. The terrible injury in his body stopped spreading too much. He swallowed a spirit pill and chuckled: "I was originally a disciple of the fairyland Luoxia Holy Land, so why did I accidentally fall down? So I'm looking for a way back, and this immortal tripod was originally what I dropped into the Holy Land."
Sunset Holy Land
The sky-swallowing giant crocodile showed a shocked face, and lost his voice: "Are you really a disciple of Luoxia Holy Land?" It was trembling, not trembling with fear, but because of excitement.
Long years ago, it followed the strong man from the Luoxia Holy Land to come here. After that, the one left the Primordial Sacred Mountain, leaving only its fierce beast to guard it.
The Immortal Ding is the magic weapon of the Luoxia Holy Land. It doesn't know how many years it has guarded. If it hadn't been snatched by Li Heng, it wouldn't have climbed out of the ancient sacred mountain.
Now, when he heard Li Heng's words, he was suddenly excited: "When did you come? Is Luoxia Holy Land okay?"
When it left, Luoxia Holy Land was being robbed.
Among the gods of heaven, Saint Bingxin couldn't help but speak: "Ask it, what does it have to do with Luoxia Holy Land?"
Li Heng asked: "Are you also from the Luoxia Holy Land?"
The giant swallowing crocodile nodded, his tone was a little choked: "Yes, I am the 57th generation patron saint beast of Luoxia Holy Land. The Holy Land was robbed that year, and the contemporary saint Ziyi brought me to this world and walked with me. There are also a few holy land powerhouses. We are here to find the last inheritance of the Luoxia holy land, but unexpectedly, the purple-clothed saints will never go back. In the end, I am the only one left here. I am guarding the Taikoo Shenshan. I held the tripod tripod for a long, long time."
Purple clothes.
Bing Xin's heart trembled: "In the year that Luoxia Sacred Land was killed, there was indeed a purple-clothed Saint Lord, who later disappeared. It is at least half a million years since now!"
Li Heng moved his face: "Master, what time did you come?"
"Three hundred thousand years." She replied.
"At that time, was the Luoxia Holy Land still there?" Li Heng asked again.
"It's definitely there, but it's no longer the glory of the past." When it comes to this, her tone of voice fluctuates greatly: "The sacred place of sunset in the past has shocked the entire fairy world, but a catastrophe 500,000 years ago caused us The Holy Land began to decline, and then the strength plummeted and became the bottom of the Eight Sacred Lands. When I left, the Holy Land was crumbling."
The glory of half a million years ago has long ceased to exist. By the time of Bing Xin's generation, the holy land was not a holy place, and the inheritance was severed. The powerful guardian beasts had long been beheaded, and their god soldiers were also shattered.
This three-legged tripod is the final foundation of the Luoxia Holy Land.
She didn't know where the Ziyi went back then, or whether she found the last inheritance of the Falling Clouds Holy Land, but thinking about it, they should have failed.
"Is the Purple Cloud Palace still there?" The Sky-Swallowing Giant Crocodile asked with a trembling voice.
what
Li Heng was stunned, and his whole person was struck by lightning. He asked his master: "The Purple Cloud Palace is in the Holy Land of Falling Clouds?" He thought that the Purple Cloud Palace was a power, but he did not expect that this palace was only part of the Holy Land of Falling Clouds.
and many more.
What is the relationship between my mother and Luoxia Holy Land
He is a little messy.
"Purple Heaven Palace..." Saint Bingxin muttered to herself: "The residence of the saints in the past represents the most powerful heritage and inheritance of my Luoxia Holy Land. It has shocked the long fairy world."
The Falling Clouds Holy Land at that time was so powerful that even if a disciple descended from the mountain, I didn't know how many people came to make friends.
If the Zixiao Palace came out, it must have indicated that something big had happened in the fairy world.
Three hundred thousand years ago, there were records, but she did not see that palace...
Saint Bingxin whispered: "Three hundred thousand years have passed, is the Holy Land still there?" The age of the Purple-clothed Saint Lord was 500,000 years ago, and it was 200,000 years apart from her.
The Falling Clouds Holy Land has fallen into disrepair. Now, 300,000 years have passed, is the Holy Land still there
she does not know.
The Giant Swallowing Crocodile burst into tears with a sad expression. It took ten minutes before it stopped. It seemed to remember something. It stared at Li Heng and asked, "Luoxia Holy Land never recruits male disciples. How could you be a disciple of the Holy Land? ?"
Wow!
Li Heng didn't explain anything, but directly displayed the contraction.
The Sky-Swallowing Giant Crocodile was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help being silent. This is one of the inheritance of the Luoxia Holy Land, and only disciples of the Holy Land can practice.
But he understands.
But having said that, if this human race boy in front of him is really a holy land disciple, why would he appear here
"I want to open the fairy gate and return to the world of the fairy world. Will you go with me?" Li Heng looked at it: "rest assured, my identity is absolutely true."
He was thinking, if what his father said is true, then his mother An Yuhe should be the purple-robed saint who came to this world 500,000 years ago.
Now, she is going back to the Holy Land of Luoxia.