"It's tragic!"

Watching countless Taoist priests fighting with groups of rotting corpses, Meng Fan was shocked, and couldn't help but think of what happened in Pig's Trotter Mountain not long ago. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The incident was also caused by the rotting corpse, but at that time he didn't know the shocking secret about the underworld, and then he met the old fairy......

In the deep cave under the crack of Pig's Trotter Mountain, the Faceless General activated the Nine Ghost Soul Locking Array, and countless souls were led to the underworld, with pillars, Xiaoxi's parents, and countless villagers who watched him grow up......

Those dead souls are affectionate and righteous, but once they enter the underworld, there will be no reincarnation, they will live in vain for a lifetime, and they will disappear from then on!

In order to find out the truth of reincarnation, in order to prove his own way, in order to save those dead souls, with the help of Xiaoxi, after killing the faceless general, the old fairy broke into the underworld alone, and his life and death were uncertain......

It's just that the scene at that time was not so big, and a soul-attracting disaster was strangled by the old fairy at the beginning.

At this moment, looking at the tragic battle in front of him, Meng Fan was also a cultivator, and he couldn't wait to come to the battlefield to help......

Just when Meng Fan was in mourning, from the black smoke in the crack, a huge black shadow rushed out, like a beast, rushing towards the battlefield, the black shadow rode a war horse full of scales, holding a big knife, the knife flashed, and the heads of countless Taoist priests fell to the ground one after another, and those heads rolled on the ground, their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't see ......

"Another ghost general!"

Meng Fan's eyes focused on the black shadow, and found that the black shadow was wearing armor, which was very similar to the faceless general's dress, but it was not the same person.

"Ignorant beasts, how dare they hinder this general from collecting his soul!"

"General Ben left you with no bones!"

The ghost general roared, and the long knife swung out a black light, exuding a deadly aura, spreading out in a fan-shape, and swept towards the battlefield violently, sweeping towards the Taoist priests who rushed to the front, and those Taoist priests were cut in two by the waist and fell to the ground......

But the Taoist priests in the back rushed up one after another, stepping on the corpse of their partner, and fighting with the ghost general with a long knife and many rotting corpses!

However, they were not the opponents of the ghost general at all, the number of them was getting smaller and smaller, and even the sound of fighting gradually weakened, while the rotting corpses were more and more, like a tide, rushing into the distance.

"Dust is like a tide, people are like water, only sigh a few people back in the rivers and lakes. ”

At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded, and this voice seemed to have infinite magical power, echoing on the battlefield...... Then something strange happened again, the sound of erhu, the sound of erhu!

The erhu sound was accompanied by the ethereal sound, sometimes like a golden iron horse, and sometimes tactful and melancholy, which made Meng Fan frightened, because he was too familiar with that voice, and he hadn't heard it again or twice......

His gaze followed the prestige, and found that on a high ground in the battlefield, I don't know when two people were sitting, one of them was dressed plainly, his eyes were closed, and he was Zhao Blind from Mengjiazhuang, and the other was ......

Another person......

The other person turned out to be himself!

I saw that he himself was wearing a Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a peachwood sword and a Tang knife on his lap, and his hands were gently stroking the sword......

"Uncle Zhao's song is really good, but Uncle Zhao can see everything that happens in this world clearly?"

"Today, I, Zhao Blind, opened my eyes to the sky, only to find that I was blind on this day. When I opened my eyes and looked at the ground, I found that it was dirty. ”

The two of them were talking, the tune did not stop, but the fighting on the battlefield stopped, and they both looked at the two in a daze.

"Uncle Zhao said it well, with Uncle Zhao sending him off today, this trip is not lonely. ”

Meng Fan in the battlefield stood up, pointed to the sky with one hand, pointed to the ground, and then closed his two hands in front of his chest, pinched a trick, and then the light on his chest was sheng, and the light slowly rose, rising into the air, illuminating the entire battlefield, and then he reached out to the battlefield in the battlefield, and suddenly rushed out of the countless paper people from the light, the paper people were white, overwhelming, and rushed to the rotting corpses in the battlefield, and the living Taoist priests all made way for the paper people, and looked at Meng Fan in the battlefield with blazing eyes......

"Qiankun Fall, it's Qiankun Fall!" Meng Fan in the fugue was shocked, and muttered, "This scene is definitely not the past, but the future...... In the future, how many paper figures will I have!"

When he looked at the battlefield again, he suddenly found that the whole battlefield was blurred, and in a blur, the ghost general riding the ghost horse, like an arrow off the string, rushed to the Qiankun Fall that was radiating light, raised his long knife, and cut out a sharp mang, the light of the Qiankun Fall dimmed, and then the ghost general raised his knife and slashed at himself on the battlefield......

"This ......"

Seeing this unexpected scene, Meng Fan in the fugue was shocked, desperately opened his eyes wide, wanting to see more realistically, but when he saw himself in the battlefield, he actually smiled strangely at him, made a silent gesture, and then stretched out his finger and pointed at him gently......

After a finger, the sky and the earth suddenly became pitch black, and after a long time, when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had escaped from the illusion and returned to reality, still standing on the martial arts arena, and the ghost cloud had also dissipated, which was a false alarm......

Meng Fan raised his head and glanced at the clear sky, the sun was softly sprinkled, and he was full of doubts......

"Did it fail in the end?"

"Qiankun crashed and was destroyed?"

"Did I imagine what I saw, or was it ...... Will it happen later?"

Or is it...... A message from your future self to your current self?"

The picture he saw just now had too much impact on him, what did that gesture of his last mean and why did he point it like that?

Also, how can his future self be so bullish, and can mobilize so many Taoist priests to fight for him?

Looking at the eyes of those Taoist priests, it's not just worship!

Zhao Blind ...... What's the matter with Zhao Blind? What can he say to be able to open his eyes to the sky and see the earth?

When Meng Fan was pondering in a daze, Zhu Hong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly woke up, struggled for a while, sat on the ground, looked around with a lost look, and suddenly cried bitterly: "I'm ...... Did you lose?"

Zhu Hong's cry brought everything into normalcy at once, Mo Li couldn't help but laugh, brushed aside a few elders, walked over, crossed his waist and said to Zhu Hong, "Are you okay, Zhu Hong?"

"I ...... I'm fine!" Zhu Hong saw that Mo Li actually ran over to greet him, his heart suddenly became arrogant, stopped crying, stood up tremblingly, and patted his chest with his burned and faded hand, "I was careless just now, if I do it all over again, I will definitely kill Mengniuba's ......"

"Wait, Zhu Hong......" Mo Li took out a piece of paper signed before the game, "Since you are fine, you need to fulfill the agreement on the agreement......" (to be continued.) )