The sky is falling, like the end of the world.

The whole dragon's stomach seems to be bursting!

Gastric juice splashes, death spinners.

The huge dragon roar broke the boundaries of space and time, and exploded in Yuanchen's ears.

In an instant, Yuan Chen's eyes flashed, and another picture suddenly appeared.

The place hasn't changed, but it's really shining with gold and silver sand.

It's like the dragon's inner treasure space.

At a certain moment, Yuan Chen raised his head in an instant, and a sword light fell like an eternity.

The sky cracked and the earth fell, and the sounds, colors, vitality, and even everything disintegrated and disappeared in the sword light.

There was no loud roar, but there was still a terrified roar in Yuanchen's heart, that was unwillingness, that was remorse.

Yuan Chen has never felt such mixed emotions so far.

This is actually the true portrayal of the living before they die, they have too many things they want to do, but in the end, they only have regrets.

"Human, after picking up this sword in your hand, you will embark on a path of no return, which is full of danger and terror, and you can't imagine who your enemy is. If you let go of this sword, I will grant you the power of the dragon soul and the body of a true dragon, so that you can become a powerful existence like a dragon god in the heavens and all worlds. ”

Yuan Chen looked at the stone sword in his hand, and then at the levitating old man who appeared in front of him, he suddenly smiled and said, "Which is stronger or weaker between you and this sword?"

The old man was silent, he looked at the young man coldly, and said indifferently: "Human beings, smart is mistaken by smart, everyone wants to become the child of destiny, it's ridiculous that this sword is an exclusive thing, not anyone with high talent can use it, even if you get it, what can you do?"

"Sooner or later you will die in the hands of this sword, it kills the master!"

The old man suddenly smiled, and just after he drank the head, he began to explain again: "I'm different, I'm just a remnant soul, there is no possibility of recovery, and what I want to do now is to pass on my bloodline, so that the dragon god clan will not be extinct in my hands." ”

Yuan Chen held the restless sword in his arms and let it feel where his true body was, while he said silently: "It's true that you said that, but what about the people who came before? They didn't take you out? Or do you think their talent is not high, and they have all been killed?"

"Human, how can I hurt the innocent, since I died, I have been lurking in the body of this little dragon, and I have not encountered any other dragon at all. ”

"Hehe, really?" Yuan Chen also stopped talking nonsense, his true body had already established some connection with Shi Jian.

Sure enough, this should be the ontological thing.

But why is the ontological thing here?

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the ontology to leave the source realm.

Not only can't you leave the Source Realm, but you can't even leave the Origin Forest.

The loneliness of the ontology and the determination to pursue freedom finally became a disease under the fetters of countless years, and then the source dust was born.

Of course, this is all Yuan Chen's own imagination, and how it is, you still need to ask after seeing the Moli River.

To be honest, he trusts Mo Lihe and the others very much, and he has the least trust in his team.

Even if they are all free from the imprint of the source, they may still be willing to help the source dust.

But as for how long it will last, it's hard to say.

Three years is really long.

Tianyuan Realm, Linyuan City, Xiaobei Inn.

"Uncle never pays for dinner, what can you do with me? My father is the lord of the city...... The first guard under him!" A young man kicked over the table and chair in front of him, pushed it to the second child who asked for money, and turned around and was about to leave in a hurry.

But before the dashing back could stand up, a white half-plate flew over, directly smashing the young man's head and bleeding.

"I'll kill you!? you are so daring!" the young man got up from the door of the Xiaobei Inn, touched the blood on his head, and immediately jumped up in anger, and was about to tear down the door plaque of the inn.

Who would have thought that suddenly a light white hair fell from the sky and smashed directly against the young man's head back to the ground.

The boy spurted blood from his mouth this time, and the whole person was not good.

"I... You must find my father, arrest you all, and whip you to death one by one!" the young man spat out another tooth viciously, and his whole body was a little bad.

In the distance, the three loomed.

None of them took the boy seriously, and walked straight past him.

A tall young man also lost two or three white hairs as he walked past him.

Then, the young man's body, which originally wanted to get up, was like carrying a weight of 10,000 catties on his back, and he fell directly to the ground, this time even the outline of a person was pressed out of the ground.

Two men and a woman walked into the inn, and after some negotiations, they were taken up to the second floor.

The second floor is deserted, much quieter than the first floor.

A teenager is drawing something at the desk, and a little boy is holding his chin and looking curiously at everything outside the window.

The little boy wanted to go out, but every time he did, the boy would knock on the table.

Every time at this time, the little boy would lie down on the rocking chair and close his eyes to practice.

For three years, this has become the norm.

However, neither the little boy nor the boy at the desk felt anything, because three years was really nothing to them, and the years had long been unable to carve the traces they should have on them.

The little boy asked curiously, "Isn't this human being a fool? Doesn't he know that the plaque was written by the city lord himself and hung it with his own hands? Isn't he slapping the city lord in the face?"

The young man at the desk glanced at the three people who came, then smiled slightly, and replied, "He's not stupid, but he really doesn't know." After all, that was three years ago, and three years ago, his father was not the first guard by the city lord's side. ”

"But passers-by always know, why didn't anyone come to tell them?" The little boy also saw the two strangers who came, but he didn't see them, just said the questions in his heart and waited for an answer.

The young man at the desk smiled and said nothing, and the tall and handsome young man understood and said with a smile: "Because they can't bear the roar of the city lord, it's better to watch from the wall than to be involved and lose their lives." What's more, the young man's character is so bad, it is estimated that few people in the entire city are willing to help him. ”

"Xiao Er, send this letter to the City Lord's Mansion. Xiao Er stepped forward to take the letter, and then left respectfully.

Looking at Xiao Er's pace and rhythm, he doesn't look like an ordinary Xiao Er at all, he is more like a master who is hidden in the city.

"There's a glass of water here, it's soaked in the ring, and drinking it can suppress your Star Source Evil Qi. The girl stepped forward and took the cup and dried it directly.

Then he turned around and disappeared.

He's already been discovered, it's too dangerous to stay here, and if he is found out, it's not good to be served in a pot.

The young man at the desk looked at Ao Yu and the Tiger King, and suddenly smiled.

In his eyes, Ao Yu's dragon horn and the tiger king's neck were all shrouded in a white light, and that feeling would not be wrong, it was definitely left by Yue Guangbei.

No, it should be said that it was left by Shi Yuan.

In three years, the Moli River compiled information about the north of Koshiko.

This information not only came from his own cognition, not only from the invaders of the Source Realm, but also from the legends of the Heavenly Origin Realm.

"You two, I have a story here, do you want to hear it?"

"Villain, I've been with you for so long, you haven't told me a story, Chaos I'm not happy anymore. ”

In this regard, Mo Lihe just smiled and did not answer.

Little Chaos is like this for a few days a month, like a child, and he doesn't need to care at all.

"Please!" the Tiger King raised his hand to ask Mo Lihe to speak.

Although they still don't know each other, a meeting of eyes of people in the same way is much better than a thousand words.

"Sit down. Mo Lihe sorted out his copywriting, these have nothing to do with the story, he doesn't want his hypothetical false news to leak out, even if it's a little chaos.

Of course, one time Little Chaos was really curious to take a look, and then he never looked at it again.

It's not that he doesn't want to see it, it's that he can't read it.

After that, Little Chaos didn't look at it again.

"Although the heavens and all the worlds no longer see the relics of myths and legends, that era has been passed down by word of mouth, and it is still circulated today, and I believe that the two of you also know a thing or two. For example, the dragon clan belongs to the sea clan, the human race used to be weak, and then Nuwa mends the sky. ”

In just a few words, the hearts of the Tiger King and Ao Yu were all attracted.

"Where did Nuwa's mending stone come from? There are ancient records that Nuwa once trekked through mountains and rivers to find all parts of the world, but she could never find the materials used to mend the sky. Nuwa was washing her face by the waterside somewhere, and accidentally found a colorful spirit stone in the water. ”

The Tiger King frowned slightly, but Ao Yu felt anything, because he had already read it from the book.

The Tiger King said in a low voice: "There is something strange at this time, how can there be so many coincidences?"

Mo Lihe snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, there can be no such coincidence in myths and legends. Even if Nuwa had the luck of all beings, she would not be able to look back and see what did not exist in this world. ”

Mo Lihe smiled: "But if she 'fetched' it from somewhere, it would be different. That place could not be answered in words, so even Nuwa herself could not speak of the name of that place. ”

Let's call it the source, let's say it's the source of all souls, the origin of everything. If Nuwa had traveled there with her great strength and made a deal with the creatures there, she would have given a lot for the sake of all sentient beings. ”

"Isn't that the Source Realm?"

When the Tiger King heard this, he couldn't sit still.

Like a cat with its tail stepped on, he jumped straight up.

Mo Li He shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm ninety-eight and two percent sure that that Origin Land is not the Source Realm. ”

"What is the Source Realm?" Ao Yu was a little confused.

Mo Li He motioned for the Tiger King to sit down, and he continued, "According to the information of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms and even the Heavenly Source Realm, I will call the Source Realm the 'Prison of the Source'. ”