ShadowClan residence.
Ji Yun looked at Zhou Li with an expressionless face, and the air-conditioning was scattered all over his body, and he sighed softly in his heart. If you really don't care, why is it so? The more indifferent he is now, the more he shows his concern.
He suddenly found himself coming all the time, and seemed to underestimate the mark Qin Yu left in Zhou Li's life. If he continued to appear in Zhou Li's life, things in the future might not be what he thought.
Fortunately, he will never be able to come back after today, and will be buried in the secret realm of hell—although Xiling's response is vague, but Ji Yun's understanding of his father can naturally have other meanings.
But this incident was not aimed at Qin Yu at first.
Be ashamed!
Ji Yun took a breath and calmed down his slightly restless mood. Looking at Zhou Li's profile, his eyes were soft and warm. He really liked this proud and self-controlled woman!
…
The Yaoguang Temple is located.
A group of beauties with different styles gathered together again. Compared with the past, the atmosphere today is full of relaxation and joy.
The Dark Star Bingyu, the spirit beast of the Wuyin Sect, was severely injured. According to the news they received, it was already seriously injured and dying. It was an unexpected joy!
The Wugu Sect unexpectedly kept silent to the Wuyin Sect, which made them anxious. Who would have thought that the Qingyuan Sect would suddenly attack
Although I can't figure out the reason so far, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that in the final of the Colosseum in three days, no one will be able to resist the Yaoguang Temple!
"Palace Master, the inside of the Wuyin Sect is strictly sealed. We only got vague information. It seems that they have not given up on the treatment of Dark Star Bingyu." Unparalleled beauty.
Another elder sneered, "In just three days, could it still be cured? The Wuyin Sect is going up and down, it's really a fool's dream!"
"With such a serious injury, it's a fluke to keep Dark Star Bingyu alive, and it's ridiculous to even try to continue participating in the Colosseum final!"
The eyes of the master of Yaoguang Temple flickered slightly, and suddenly said: "There is a place in the Dragon City, which is incomparably miraculous and can slow down the flow of time."
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
On the faces of the high-level executives, they suddenly realized that they had a deep sense of admiration. As expected of the palace master, they were more thoughtful than them.
Elder Hei Changzhi stood up and said, "Palace Master, the spirit beasts in my sect need some rest before the finals. I will go to reserve the place immediately so that my sect Fengluan can get the most complete rest."
Palace Master Yaoguang smiled and nodded, "Good."
Any accident in the world is possible, who dares to say that everything is under control? All she can do is to be as cautious as possible to eliminate the last chance of the Wu Yinzong.
…
The big city shrouded in light, because of the sudden intruder, as if the pause button was pressed, all kinds of noisy sounds in the air subsided like a tide.
A farmer carrying a pole on his shoulders and carrying two bamboo baskets, on the neatly arranged green leaves, dripped with crystal morning dew.
Not far away, there was a slightly fat middle-aged man dressed as a rich family member and covering his nose with a white silk scarf, his eyes showing a bit of disgust.
A little closer, a large and exquisitely decorated carriage was parked, and the coachman in a soap-colored robe seemed to be bored waiting, standing aside with the reins in hand. Through the white gauze hanging on the door and window of the car, you can vaguely see that there are two women sitting inside.
All kinds of people, all turned around now, their eyes converged on Qin Yu's length, full of shock, as if he never expected that there would be outsiders here.
An old man wearing a scarf on his head and holding a feather fan stepped forward and cupped his hands.
After a few short breaths, Qin Yu turned countless thoughts in his mind. He tried to ask once, but the soul space was quiet. Obviously for some reason, they were blocked, and this question could only be answered by himself.
Facing the eyes of the old man, the black robe was silent for a while, and said, "I came from Longcheng to find a place to bury my bones."
"Whose bones are buried?"
Qin Yu was silent for a while, "It's the place where the ancients were buried."
The feather fan in the old man's hand fell to the ground with a "slap". The next moment, the old man burst into tears, watching Qin Yu's excited body tremble.
"How many years, finally waiting for you, this torment can finally end!"
Beside the carriage, the bored coachman looked up. His face was old and shriveled, like a layer of dry skin covering his bones, and tears rolled from his sunken eye sockets.
"Miss, miss, did you hear? We can finally go home!"
In the car, the master and maid behind the white gauze hug each other and cry.
The impatient member outside suddenly jumped several feet high and pointed at Qin Yu with trembling hands, "Come on! Here! Hahahaha, it's finally here!"
The farmer carrying a pole and a bamboo basket grinned, "I've waited hundreds of thousands of years for these two baskets of vegetables, and I can finally sell them."
In front of the city, silhouettes retreated, revealing the road leading to the city gate.
"The people from Longcheng have arrived, still haven't opened the city gate?" The old man wearing a lun scarf roared loudly.
After a brief silence, the huge city gate slowly opened with a trembling sound. Several burly and heavily armored gatekeepers stood behind the city gate, and the eyes behind the visor were full of relief and guilt.
They knelt down on one knee and said, "Everyone, you are not ruthless like me. The closure of the city has not been opened for everyone, but it is actually involuntary."
"Today the city gate is open. I will wait for the brothers' mission to be completed, and I will take the first step to face you all shamelessly." Yu Luo kowtowed, and the gatekeeper in heavy armor turned into blue smoke and disappeared immediately.
Wei Chuan scolded outside, "This group of pickled scumbags think that with a few words, the matter is over? It's just a dream!"
He strode forward and rushed to the city gate. His figure was slightly distorted. Like those gatekeepers, he turned into blue smoke and disappeared.
The feather fan that fell on the ground has been picked up, and the old man laughed a few times, "Everyone, the ordeal I've been waiting for is over now, how long will it be before I leave?"
He turned around and walked towards the city gate, followed by figures one after another, all pouring into the city.
A moment later, before this huge city, there was no one else, only Qin Yu and the empty city gate.
After a moment of silence, Qin Yu stepped forward. As he got closer to the city gate, the heartbeat between his chest gradually accelerated.
Finally, he stepped into the city gate one step, and a soft sigh sounded directly in his heart.
"How many years, I finally waited for you, my descendant's clan."
rumbling—
The earth shook and the majestic city in front of him fell apart in a blink of an eye, and then the whole world shattered and dissipated.
Where is the giant city in front of me, it is clearly the top of a mountain, and there are broken marks everywhere, as if experiencing a catastrophe. The entire top of the mountain was smashed down, and the amazingly sized skull lay at the bottom of the pit. Between the empty seven orifices, a milky white halo was released, full of dignity and majesty.
It is these rays of light that illuminate the darkness here, and they slowly rhythm in mid-air, like waves of water.
Between the rays of light, light and shadow appear from time to time. In these lights and shadows, there are farmers who pick vegetables and sell them, and they are talking to others with a smile. There are members of the rich family who are hugging happily at the banquet. The coachman returning home, the white gauze lifted a corner, revealing the pretty face of a young girl, the old man with the feather fan and the scarf walked slowly in the academy, and the young scholars who came and went bowed and saluted...
Scenes flashed and dissipated, and these people were clearly the people Qin Yu saw in front of the collapsed city just now.
"My mind becomes an illusion, a dream transforms into a world!" Ziyue's slightly low voice sounded, revealing a shock that could not be concealed.
Qin Yu gasped and understood what she meant. The so-called giant city he stepped into just now was just someone else's dream. Moreover, as far as he can see now, there are many similar dreams, and in each dream, there are thousands of lives in it.
Maybe they knew that they were only derived from a dream, or maybe they didn't know it and thought they were an ordinary creature in the world.
If the former is fine, if it is the latter... Just thinking about it makes Qin Yu feel cold. Who knows if he is the same as these people, just living in the dream of a powerful person.
Qingri's cold voice sounded, "You and I are not in a dream!"
Without much explanation, but now she has no mood swings in her voice, but Qin Yu's heartstrings are slightly relaxed, and the indescribable chaotic emotions quickly dissipated from the bottom of his heart.
He looked up at the skull that smashed the top of the mountain. At first glance, he knew that it was the head of an ancient clan, and the familiar feeling made Qin Yu more sure that this skull was exactly what he saw in the picture. , the powerful ancient clan who built the Dragon City!
Sure enough, he had already perished, but what kind of terrifying existence could it suppress, kill, and dismember it between heaven and earth
It seemed that Qin Yu's thoughts, the sighing voice, resounded in his heart again, "The one who killed me is the supreme Daojun."
Daojun, the Daojun worshipped by Xiling Sect!
Qin Yu's heart trembled slightly. His previous guess seemed to be deviated. He took a deep breath and took a step forward to bow, "Qin Yu, the descendant of the ancient clan, see the ancestors!"
Since the ancient people who built the Dragon City were killed by a Taoist monk who visited Xiling, why did his head stay in such an important place in Xiling
Moreover, those milky white rays of light emanating from the void and seven orifices are the divine power controlled by Xiling. How can this be explained
Too many puzzles made Qin Yu feel a little dread in his heart, and his body was slightly tense, ready to respond at any time.
"I know you have too many puzzles, don't worry, I will explain to you..." The voice stopped abruptly, and the terrifying aura between heaven and earth suddenly erupted, and a dazzling halo suddenly appeared under the huge skull of the ancient race, condensing the body that formed it. .
rumbling—
The mountains beneath his feet were trembling, and a complete ancient skeleton stood between the sky and the earth, like a pillar of the sky, roaring in the sky.
"What happened? Why are you the only one left of my ancient clan?"
Every syllable sounded like a thunderous explosion, tearing apart the darkness above his head and opening his vision.
Qin Yu was dazed by the shock, and he saw clearly the way he came. It was a long stone staircase with no end in sight.
On both sides of the stone steps, there are sharp wooden stakes, and on each stake, there is a pierced corpse.
Their blood had been drained, and they sank into the ground along the stake, dyeing the whole stake black and drying out large cracks.
Among them, there is a small body, about seven or eight years old. Although it is separated by a long distance, for some reason, Qin Yu can see it very clearly.
I don't know how many years have passed since the death of the little girl, the little girl's body has long been shriveled, but there is a trace of a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, and with the empty eye sockets, a chill suddenly arises from the bottom of her heart, straight to the forehead!
Without waiting for Qin Yu to give an answer, the ancient skeleton standing on the top of the mountain raised his hand to grasp the sky, and three thousand whirlpools appeared in an instant, and in each whirlpool, hundreds of millions of streamers emerged and flowed.
Their speed is too fast, ten thousand times faster than lightning, and Qin Yu's current cultivation base is unable to see the true face of these streamers.
Suddenly, the ancient skeleton groaned, and a crack appeared on the skull whose seven apertures released rays of light with a light sound of "click". Below, the bodies of the ancients were suddenly illusory, and the three thousand vortexes in the sky shattered and dissipated.
After a long silence, the ancient skull slowly fell to the ground, "Sure enough, the ancient catastrophe predicted in the past has been fulfilled." The voice was full of fatigue and weakness, and it swept its hollow-eye sockets, giving a strong sense of lock, "But Fortunately, between the extinction of heaven and earth, there is still a ray of vitality left in the ancient road, and at the moment when the world is dying, you have become a new ancient clan!"
"As long as you live, the ancient clan will have a day of prosperity, and the ancient clan that dissipated in the heavens and the world will eventually return!"
Qin Yu's thoughts turned quickly, and he said solemnly: "Ancestor, I don't know a few things?" He must make sure that the consciousness in the ancient remains in front of him can be trusted, which is the premise of everything.
"Of course, I will tell you everything and give you my last strength." The ancient skull's voice was calm, "But now, I need to deal with some other things, you don't need to intervene, just watch from the side."
After the words fell, strands of gray and white appeared, starting from Qin Yu's feet and spreading rapidly upward.
In the blink of an eye, he was completely covered, and his entire body was gray and white, like a stone statue.
After being frightened, Qin Yu quickly discovered that this layer of gray and white did no harm to him at all, and he could even break it directly as long as his mind moved.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he chose to remain silent for the time being, to see what this ancient clan would do next, who had been dead for an unknown number of years and whose consciousness had not yet dissipated.
call out-
The sound of breaking the air roared, and a figure composed of pure rays of light fell on the broken mountain along the long stone steps that appeared.
Duoermo's eyes swept over, Qin Yu turned into a stone sculptured body, and he let out a chuckle, "I'm dead, I'll save my hands and feet."
His gaze fell on the ancient skull with milky white light from the seven orifices, and the eyes of the first saint of the Xiling Divine Sect became extremely hot.