After the black qi turned into a cocoon and enveloped the one-horned monster, Shao Heng only felt an extremely bad premonition in his heart. At this time, he felt that this ruined building really hid too many strange things.

When he realized that there was not the slightest demon spirit in the vicinity, Shao Heng should be vigilant. But the scorching sun and yellow sand, coupled with the seemingly long road ahead, finally made him impetuous.

The yellow sand under his feet kept shaking, fluctuating with that inexplicable aura, as if something was about to break out of the ground!

Shao Heng saw that the top of the huge stone pillar emitted a wisp of blue-black light, and immediately gritted his teeth, and pointed to drive the Heavenly Machine Sword towards the bottom of the stone pillar!

The pillar was already broken, and it was full of cracks.

The Heavenly Machine Sword Qi rushed into the bullfight, and the sword intent rushed into the sky, sending out a whole stirring sound on this vast yellow sand land, like lightning with huge energy slashing near a crack on the stone pillar!

Shao Heng and the Heavenly Machine's sword spirit were one, and he naturally sensed that the sword body was receiving a strong rebound force when it approached the stone pillar, just like the invisible ripples before.

The attack was blocked, Shao Heng did not lose heart, but his eyes emitted a clear divine light, and under the agitation of his true qi, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and the whistling sound and the sound of the sword fused together, and the mighty Cunwei true qi stirred up and down, like a violent wind filling his sleeve robe.

He raised his arms above his head and clasped them together, as if an invisible sword appeared in his palm!

Shao Heng's countless spiritual lights surged up, the green tendons on his face jumped slightly, and the sharp consumption of Zhenyuan made him a little worried.

But to his surprise, a small number of yellow fireflies suddenly appeared in the entire desert, just like the points of light that appeared when those demons died!

These yellow points of light were like the light of summer fireflies in the night, and they all received some kind of traction, and they all converged and attached to the invisible sword in Shao Heng's hand, forming a huge yellow sword shadow.

Shao Heng didn't have time to investigate the reasons in detail, time is not waiting, and I will not come again!

His arms slashed forward, and the yellow sword shadow seemed to open the heavens and the earth, slamming down from above the body of the Heavenly Machine Sword, merging with the Heavenly Machine Sword that was constantly breaking through the stone pillar, instantly breaking through the shackles and approaching the stone pillar!

"Boom!" the huge stone pillar shattered in response, and Shao Heng seemed to have some kind of angry scream in his ears.

The ruined buildings collapsed one after another in the turmoil, and some even continued to sink into the yellow sand.

Shao Heng sensed that all the stone pillars in the vicinity had shattered one after another because of this sword, but he didn't have time to care about other things at the moment, so he only went to see the black qi wrapped in a cocoon for the first time.

The strange fluctuations in the air had disappeared, the stone pillars were shattered and scattered, and the one-horned monster was still haunted by the black gas under the flying yellow sand.

Shao Heng stood with his sword in his hand from afar, and tentatively raised his hand to release a sword qi that broke through the air.

The sword qi reached the top of the black qi in an instant, and it easily penetrated through.

"Snort. In Shao Heng's surprised gaze, those black qi quickly dissipated, and they all gathered and poured onto the one-horned monster.

The night was deep, Shao Heng's left hand moved, and an extremely brilliant white light was released from his fingertips, which quickly bloomed here.

The glow spread in layers, as if it had suddenly turned into daylight, illuminating the entire ruins and illuminating the one-horned monster's situation at this time.

Shao Heng's eyes changed, and he quickly stepped forward and walked to the strange man's side.

The strange man lay motionless on the ground, his face dripping with terrible blood, apparently lifeless.

However, what surprised Shao Heng the most was that this one-horned monster was very different from before at this time.

Originally, this strange man was neither human nor demon, but there were still some human forms, more like some kind of demon incomplete incarnation, but now it is unrecognizable!

The strange man lay on his back on the sand, blood gushing out and seeping into the sand, his arms hanging limply at his sides, and many feather-like gray hairs appeared on his arms, which concealed the blue-black complexion, and there were some lines on his face, neck, and exposed skin, with a dead color.

The body that was originally no different from a human was strangely bent, and his back was bowed, as if he had been bent by some external force.

The more Shao Heng looked at it, the more strange he felt, this strange man clearly seemed to have been transformed into some kind of demon by some kind of power, but after the stone pillar with inexplicable power was shattered by Shao Heng, the transformation process was halfway before it became the current situation.

At this time, Shao Heng suddenly remembered that the strange monster beast carved on the huge stone pillar that he had seen from afar before, the leopard snake tail, seemed to have wings.

"Could it be that the power is to turn this strange man into a demon beast on that stone pillar?" Shao Heng looked back at the stone pillar that had broken and collapsed.

This strange stone pillar was slashed by the Heavenly Sword, shattered in response, and turned into countless fragments, and its original face could no longer be seen.

In the vast cold night, the yellow dust and fine sand, everything seems to have returned to the beginning.

What happened in this short cup of tea was so rapid that others who noticed something strange in the distance were wary and did not dare to act rashly.

Shao Heng's face was a little pale, he had just consumed too much true qi in order to break through the invisible protection around the stone pillar, although there was a replenishment of vitality that appeared inexplicably in the desert, but he still felt that his hands and feet were weak at this time.

Shao Heng looked at a few corpses on the ground, and fell silent for a while: "These weirdos are really weird, and now this one-horned weirdo has been demonized again, it is better to take the corpses out, maybe the ancestor or the head can see something." ”

So, Shao Heng took out an empty storage bag and put away the corpses of the three non-human and non-demon monsters one by one. As for the corpses of the two men in black, after Shao Heng took off his mask and firmly remembered the appearance of the other party, he casually cast a spell to burn them.

Just as Shao Heng was about to leave, he suddenly felt like a blessing, went back and walked to the stone pillar that had been broken into several sections, and carefully glanced back and forth.

The stone pillar was very weathered, but it could still be seen that it was carved with strange characters composed of countless patterns, and even these words were intertwined one after another, and even belonged to a part of the body of the unknown demon beast.

Suddenly, Shao Heng's gaze froze on the base of the stone pillar.

The pedestal is hexagonal, with lines on each side.

Shao Heng's mind seemed to be hit hard, and these blurred patterns were a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

One of the patterns was relatively intact, and Shao Heng hurriedly went around to check it, ignoring that the battle might have attracted other enemies.

I saw that the pattern was a small person singing and dancing around a pile of grain, as if celebrating the harvest.

Shao Heng stretched out his hand to brush those lines, and his heart was shocked beyond words: the pattern itself is not surprising, and the content is not special, but the handwriting and depiction of this kind of depiction are exactly the same as the several remnants that appeared in the rumored ruins of ancient gods at the bottom of Quanli Lake!

The rest of the patterns have long been weathered, and Shao Heng can't see anything else.

However, at this time, Shao Heng suddenly remembered another thing: the shrine enshrined in the abandoned small building in Yunlai Pavilion, there was also an ordinary statue of the god in the tunnel of Ningjia Town.

Previously, Shao Heng had never thought of the ruins at the bottom of Quanli Lake, but the meeting between the alien and the mysterious person that suddenly appeared tonight, coupled with the pattern carved under the stone pillar, reminded him of another picture at the bottom of the lake: after countless natural disasters descended on the world, there were gods who came to save the common people and enjoy the worship of the human race.

The "gods" depicted on the mural are very similar in posture and movement to the two statues of the gods enshrined in the shrine.

The eyes that looked at the common people with contempt, without the slightest emotion, looked coldly into the eyes of those who came in.

The legends of the ancient gods, the truth of natural disasters, the secrets hidden between Cunweishan and the Danding faction, Ciyun Zhai and even the Xingluo Sect, coupled with the various actions of Jiang Huai and his party to plot the luck of Shenzhou, Shao Heng suddenly realized that he was gradually getting closer to these truths hidden behind the thick fog.

The cold wind is cold, and the frost is condensed.

Shao Heng slowly retreated, leaving the mysterious complex and stepping into the yellow sand.

The fog ahead was foggy, like the countless questions that Shao Heng pressed in his heart.

With the sword in his hand, Shao Heng's eyes surged with a gaze that was firmer than any before.

……

Cun Wei Mountain, cliff sea of clouds.

The waves and clouds are endless, like the ups and downs of the waves.

Golden light sprinkled from the sky, and in the midst of the steaming clouds, a huge green shadow slowly raised its head from the sea of clouds.

The cyan scales show a kind of vitality in the sunlight, but there is a hint of gray in this vitality.

On the cliff, the head of Cunwei Mountain, Taiwei Zhenren, stood in the wind with a whisk in his hand, his eyes as deep as this sea of clouds, and as open-minded as the breeze in the sky.

Beside him, a look of shock and grief uncontrollably appeared on the face of the first Tailu Zhenren of Mingxin Peak, and he said, "Senior Brother in charge...... Qingzun ...... No, it can't be ......."

Tailu Zhenren shook his head, and behind him, except for Taihao Zhenren, who was out, all the heads of Cunwei Mountain were present, and the expressions on their faces were the same shocked, disbelieving, and complicated.

"The years are ruthless, even if it's Qingzun, can't you hide it?" Chaoyang Feng Taiyi's eyes flashed with crystal, and he couldn't help but whisper.

Taiwei Zhenren didn't seem to hear the shocked words of the junior brothers and sisters behind him, and there was no trace of sadness in his eyes: "The cycle of death and life, where the destiny lies." I've been in charge of the house for 413 years, and now it's time to take off my burden. ”

Before the first seat could recover from the shock of Qingzun's strange appearance, they heard the words of Taiwei Zhenren as if they were parting, and their faces changed drastically.

Tailu Zhenren asked in a trembling voice, "Senior brother...... You...... What do you mean by that?"

"The destiny of heaven has arrived, and from tomorrow onwards, I will close the catastrophe and death pass in the Zaoblion Peak, and all kinds of life and subtleties will be saved...... It's up to you. Taiwei Zhenren turned around and looked at the junior brothers and sisters who had experienced the wind and rain together for hundreds of years, and his eyes were as warm as at the beginning.

Tailu Zhenren and the other first seats turned from shock and sadness to reverence and pride, and they all saluted the senior brother who had sheltered the Weishan Mountain for more than 400 years:

"No. ”