On the stone path of the ghost town.

At the bones of the Terran ancestors who were removed by Qingyang Huan before, a ghost monument appeared, a hazy ghost shadow loomed, the boundless yin wind was howling, and the silver moon was trapped by dense ghost shadows.

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And at this moment, Qing Yang Huan faced the Terran Stone Monument, and the stone path behind him was shrouded in a thick cold ghost aura, and the continuous sound of killing showed how agitated the melee in the ghost path was.

At this moment, he had already figured out that the previous voice was not made by any Terran powerhouse, but was formed by the gathering of the remnants of Terran heroic spirits here.

This is the belief that the blood and bones are decaying, and the vitality is still remembered after the dissibling of vitality!

The back and the stone path are only a few dozen feet apart, but it is like two worlds, the ghost breath in the stone road is whistling, and the sound of killing has begun to spread to the entire ghost city.

He wasn't worried about whether the martial artists of the same generation could break through the ghost qi and come to the place where he was, he came here so easily because he had the guidance of the stone spear, knew the secret of the ghost clan in advance, and even used the bones of the ancestors of the human race.

Now that the bones were carried by him to the bottom of the tower, the remaining young warriors who wanted to go here could only pave the road with blood and bones, which was a real Huangquan White Bone Road.

The skeleton of the Terran powerhouse who sat on the stone road before was the shelter, perhaps the back hand left by the Terran in the ancient city, if it weren't for the stone spear pointing, no one would have thought of it, but it gave him a special advantage.

Airplanes!

Ignoring the dark ghostly aura that permeated behind him, Qing Yanghuan took out the blue beads again.

Roar!

The dragon roared in the blue beads, and the blue light flickered under the impact, enveloping his entire body together.

Rumble!

The beads exploded, and the swimming dragon in it turned into blue light and flew towards the distance, followed by Qingyang Huan.

Burst!

However, the blue light completely shattered and melted dozens of feet away, so he had to stop.

The eyes continued to patrol the dozens of kilometers in a radius, but there was no difference, and several decaying stone tablets were standing, like silent Terran soldiers.

Thundered!

A few feet away, the earth trembled, and a stone tablet broke through the ground and grew out of the ground.

In the red stele, an illusory figure loomed, and the voice echoed in Qingyanghuan's ears without barriers.

"Zhenjiang!"

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan's breathing subconsciously became thicker, and in the red stone tablet, he vaguely saw a figure, a crimson beast robe, as rickety as an old man, just like a candle in the wind constantly swaying, maybe it will be destroyed in the next moment.

However, the illusory figure appeared a little sluggish, and did not respond to his call in the slightest.

"The remnants of his blood and bones and even his spiritual will have been turned into sacrifices, and the illusory figure is just the last image left in the earthly world. ”

What the!

Qing Yanghuan stared at the illusory image in the stone tablet, and an indescribable feeling stirred his mind.

Lashan Town Jiangjiang is innocent!

The Lord of Zhenjiang, who has guarded Lashan for 400 years, is buried here, but no one knows.

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At the same time, above the void of the ancient city of Lashan, the blazing sun trembled, and the figure sitting cross-legged on the stone chair seemed to be guided, and the slightest scorching heat began to melt.

"Zhenjiang!"

Elder Que whispered, his palms hidden under the white beast robes trembling slightly.

"This life is no more, humanity knows no ......"

A faint voice sounded, and in an instant, eight figures trembled.

"Zhenjiang!"

Chirp!

Between heaven and earth, with a cry, the firebird rushed into the sky and went straight to the top of the Nine Heavens, and the golden feathers were blazing like fire, burning the top of the heavenly dome into a blazing red glow.

Chirp!chirp!

The firebird cried, as if calling for something, it soared over the ancient city again and again, constantly calling, the flames melted the void, the red fire filled the ancient city, and the fiery red figure kept crossing the stone chair.

However, in the void, the speed at which the blazing figure dissolved faster and faster.

"What's going on, why is the war beast of Lord Zhenjiang like this!"

"What the hell is going on, how do I feel depressed!"

"Lord Zhenjiang!"

At this moment, countless eyes of the entire Lashan Ancient City looked towards the blazing sun in the void.

The firebird surrounded the stone chair, trying to ignite the decaying light on the stone chair with its own flames, its two eyes constantly flashing with anxiety, and it was whispering towards Elder Que and every Terran powerhouse around him.

Suddenly, the illusory figure in the light stretched out a hand and stroked it on the top of the firebird's head.

"Go back to your tribe and fight with me for four hundred years, and you won't be able to fight side by side in the future. ”

In an instant, the illusory figure began to crumble, from the arm stroking the firebird to a rain of light, spilling the earth.

At this moment, the great sun that has shrouded Lashan for 400 years extinguishes his light!

"Lord Zhenjiang, it's fallen!"

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

"Impossible!"

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Countless warriors below roared, but a little rain of light fell to the earth, seeping into every inch of land.

Countless Terran warriors knelt on the ground, their eyes full of disbelief!

They didn't believe that Lord Zhenjiang had fallen like this for no reason.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ancestral land has not yet reached its fate, the new town has not yet arrived, if there is the slightest change in Lashan, there will be no forgiveness!

The voice of the old elder Que sounded, and at this moment, the old man's originally rickety body bent down more and more.

However, for Qingniu Mound and Elder Que, after Zhenjiang knew that his life was not long in coming, everything had been arranged, and the alien races in the entire Lashan were cleared, so that they would no longer have the opportunity to make waves during the period of Zhenjiang handover.

He also removed the great harm from Lashan, killed the old snake, and after doing all this, he stepped into the ghost city and stabilized Lashan with his remnants.

Chirp!

The firebird soared around the ancient city of Lashan, circled several times, and then spread its flame wings and headed towards the depths of the endless wilderness.

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Ghost town in the middle.

Qing Yanghuan stared at the blood bones that poured out with the stone tablet, among which were the dragon blood bones, but he didn't have a trace of excitement after getting the dragon blood bones.

"If I have a chance in the future, I must see what the hell is in the ghost tower behind this!"

Putting away the dragon blood and bones, and taking a deep look at the tombstone belonging to Zhenjiang, Qingyang Huan turned around.

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On the stone path, the silver moon mountain broke through the yin qi in the sky and came towards the ghost tower.

Covered in blood, his battle robe was tattered, and blood stains were all over his body, stained with blood, but when he stepped out of the stone path, his pupils shrank suddenly.

A cyan figure, holding a golden war spear, stood in front of him.

"Qingyang Huan!"

"It's too dangerous here, I'll send you out!"

"You!"

However, before his words fell, he saw a cyan figure not far away disappear in place, and all the white bones in a radius of several feet exploded, and the aftermath stirred in all directions.

In an instant, the golden light spanned a distance of more than ten zhang, and the silver moon roared, and a silver cave exploded behind it, and the silver light flowed down, swinging his fist to block the war spear that came through the hole.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and his fist was only half raised, and the war spear had already pierced through his shoulder, and the silver cave god hidden in the air was shattered.