Before Chen Changge came back to his senses, the five-clawed green dragon carried the young man and the old man into the difficult river, and a burst of light rose from the ruler wood of the dragon head Bo Mountain, wrapping the golden mang's young man in it, and entering the river and sea was like flat ground, and his breathing was unimpeded.

Boshan ruler wood is the flesh horn on the dragon's head, the dragon can not ascend to heaven without a ruler wood, which is the dragon horn to set the dragon's god, the snake is a python, the python is a python for 500 years, the python is a worm for 500 years, the worm can be a Jiao for 500 years, and the first Boshan ruler wood can be expected to turn into a dragon for 1,500 years.

According to rumors, there are three dragon gates in the world, one is the turbid river Longmen Mountain, the dragon gate cast by the Yueren Emperor and turned into a dragon, the two are in the Yangtze River Jiaolong Cave to walk into the sea and turn into a dragon, and the three are the dragons that can become a dragon after the catastrophe.

Although the water is turbid, it can still be vaguely seen in the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river, or the antiquities and stone statues that have been sunk in the water for many years, and there are also the dry bones and reefs that are entwined by aquatic plants, and the blood stains on the broken halberd or broken armor have long been washed away by the waves of the river, but it seems that the hoarse voice can be vaguely heard telling the turbulent story of that year.

Just moved forward like this, the speed was extremely fast, Chen Changge and the old man stood side by side, the old man was silent, Chen Changge was even more speechless, only looking at the traces of tens of millions of years and moving forward.

Is this a trace? or is it the way of heaven?

Is it a manifestation of heaven's principles, or is it a change of truth?

All this is unknown, whether you become a god and enter the holy battle, it is unknown by the tomb.

The green dragon is fast in the river, the river is deep and claustrophobic, looking up and not seeing the sun and the moon, looking down only the mud and sand, on the mud and sand under the sun and the moon, trapped in this claustrophobic sky, let the years go and think about it for nothing, isn't it life?

I don't know how far the green dragon swam, whether it was thousands of miles or thousands of miles, whether it entered the northern barren sea or did not go out of the difficult water river.

The young man in white was shining with golden light, and the old man on the side looked at this thoughtful young man and couldn't help but suddenly wonder, for thousands of years, how many people followed the young man, wanting to walk all the way to see a journey, and figure out the meaning of the world in between this journey.

After a long time, a clear dragon roar sounded, the green dragon jumped out of the water, and flew out of the sky against the clouds, the strong wind was surging and the streamer beside the white-clothed young man slowly collapsed, and the young man looked down, only to see the scenery under his feet constantly dimming and dissipating.

I saw that the mountain between the north and the Qianyuan gradually changed, the snow-shrouded peaks gradually melted, the snow under the depression autumn is difficult to hide, the yellow leaves of the mountain seem to bloom green under the autumn wind, the greenery condensed for a moment, only to see that the palm-wide forest summer leaves continue to shrink, from wide to slender, in the slender shrinkage into buds and branches, suddenly the green buds and branches quietly dissipated, leaving only the dead branches under the tree.

The green dragon's body is non-stop, still flying towards the nine heavens, and the higher it flies, the bigger the scenery changes.

The dead wood on the Fenbi Mountain gradually dissipated, slowly decreasing from the mountains and fields, not only that, but also the territory of the Qianyuan and Northern Provinces separated by the Fenbi Mountain, only to see that the towering city slowly collapsed, the towering city wall fell inch by inch, the white hair of the people in the city slowly had an ink color, and the wrinkles on the face also slowly stretched with the dissipation of the city, and millions of faces changed from vicissitudes to green, from green to immature.

The innumerable heads turned into children's cheeks, ruddy and white, and they did not stop, and crawled out of the grave with bones, and the bones of the bones slowly grew with flesh, and became men seven feet high, and the men became shorter and shorter in the cold wind, from youth to childhood, from childhood to swaddling, and finally dissipated in the wind.

The city next to the mountain dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the frontier to the waist, from the waist to the imperial capital, and the two major dynasties in the world finally disappeared.

The mountains and rivers in this heaven and earth fly away and decrease, and there is no longer the rolling east water, and the mountains and rivers are crossing.

The scenery of the mountains and rivers on the sea slowly retreated, from the green to the bare mountains, from the bare mountains into wisps of flat land, the sea is even more so, the turbulent waves barrier the sky water mist slowly dissipated, thousands of miles of sea water slowly retreated, and finally disappeared.

When the green dragon and the clouds are high, there is no human voice in this vast world, and the sky is covered with a little bit of decayed scenery, and the green dragon goes straight to the sky, which gradually dims between the heaven and the earth for many miles, and there is no light, and the eyes are full of chaotic black fog.

The black fog is thin, and I don't know how far it will spread.

There seems to be a point of light in the black fog, but this point of light is far and near, and it is not allowed to be studied in detail, and faintly, there is a sound of sound coming from the black fog.

The sound of this inscription seems to be near but not near, it seems to be far away and not far, it seems to be all in the ears and seems to be far away in the sky, when the sound is loud, it is like the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder exploding, and the sound in the ears is like insects and ants over the shoulders.

After a long time, the breathing finally stopped, and the chaotic black fog changed slightly, as if it had not moved.

After another long time, a golden light lit up from nowhere, and a gust of wind hit from nowhere, as if it illuminated the night and ignited the heavens and the earth.

In the golden light, I saw a burly man tens of thousands of feet tall lying in the chaos, his eyes were closed tightly, his chest was undulating, the golden light slowly shrouded the man's body, from the waist and abdomen to the head, the sleeping man seemed to be annoyed by the golden light, stretched out his hand and waved it, but he couldn't catch it, the man got up in annoyance, looked at the chaos in his eyes and was slightly stunned, and the golden light that flew away slowly stopped and stopped at the man's hand.

The man grabbed the golden light, only to see that the golden light gradually dimmed, after the golden light retreated, there was only a three-legged golden crow standing in the man's hand, the golden crow was full of dazzling red light, the golden crow gradually melted, like molten iron in the man's hands.

The molten iron flowed farther and farther out of sight, and I don't know how long it took, the molten iron gradually solidified, 66,000 zhang long, of which the upper end formed a semicircle, and the bottom end was a long handle that slowly condensed into a golden axe.

The big man slashed with the big axe in his hand, only to see a flash of golden light shining by, splitting the pitch-black chaos in two.

The two are bigger and bigger, the longer and more open, the chaos is divided into two colors, the clear one rises to the sky, and the turbid one descends to the earth, only the man with the axe stands between the heaven and the earth, and the man stands between the sky and the earth, and there is no sun and moon between the heaven and the earth, only the turbidity floats in the world.

Every time the sky is high and the ground is thick, the man grows with the heaven and the earth, I don't know how many years have passed, the number of days is extremely high, the number of the earth is extremely deep, the man is extremely long, I don't know how long later, the burly man fell to the ground, the giant axe in his hand flew up in the air and slowly rose and melted, straight to the sky, turned into a golden yang and stood above the nine heavens and hung in the eastern moat.

The man fell to the ground, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing was turbulent, the man opened his eyes for day, closed his eyes for night, breathed like wind and rain, and shouted into thunder.

For a long time, a little light mist rose from the side of the man, and the light mist spread all over the body from the man's head, and the light mist shrouded the man's body, as if sinking in the sea of stars and lying in the nine heavens, shining brilliantly.

The white-clothed young man and the white-haired old man stood at the dragon's head and stared silently, unable to say a word or move.

I saw that the man's body was connected to the earth, and the wisps of plant roots seeped out of the man's body, penetrating deep into the land, and in a very fast time, there were layers of flowers and trees covering the man's body.

There are more and more flowers and plants, covering the man's body, and wherever the flowers and plants go, the man's body is spotted with earth, and the man's body tens of thousands of feet high is covered by rocks during tea time.

At this point, the big man who split the world swallowed his breath and died, with the head as A, the throat as B, the shoulder as C, the heart as Ding, the gall as E, the spleen as the already, the wedge as the Geng, the lungs as Xin, the kidneys as the non, and the feet as the dec, thinking that the heavenly stem.

And the eyes are the sun and the moon, the mustache is the stars, the eyebrows are the doushu, the nine orifices are Kyushu, the breasts are Kunlun, the knees are Nanyue, and the shares are Taishan. Jiri is a fish and turtle, hands are birds, claws are turtles and dragons, bones are gold and silver, hair is grass and trees, hair is ducks, teeth are jade, sweat is rain, large intestine is rivers and seas, small intestines are Huaisi, bladder is Baichuan, and noodles are Dongting.

Since then, there has been a change of the sun and moon on the nine-fold heavenly que, and the stars have shifted, so that the four seasons have changed colors clearly.

There is this heaven and earth, everything and everything, and a thousand weather.

The man's spirit transforms mountains and rivers, and his mind transforms all things.

Countless ancient visions and alien races appeared in this vast world, countless majestic mountains and waves wantonly crossed the heavens and the earth, and there were ancient gods who made people from the earth.

At this point, Fang is the world, the spiritual power between heaven and earth is majestic, and a breath and breath are a thousand weather that falls together, and it is the sun, moon and tide that move and move.

There are three emperors who opened up the territory and five emperors who set the country.

This heaven and earth is the celestial man who moves mountains and reclaims the sea, and it is the dragon and neon phoenix hovering in the sky.

I don't know how long it took, a nine-foot long sword descended from the nine heavens, tore through the clouds and roared, and pierced straight into the towering Kunlun in the southeast direction.

At that moment, all the dragons and phoenix shadows between heaven and earth dissipated, and the mountain-moving celestial beings who stepped into the void also disappeared.

Chen Changge looked at the nine-foot long sword in disbelief, and looked back at the old man beside him, but there was nothing beside him, and the young man was startled, and wanted to turn his head to take another look at the long sword that went straight down from the nine heavens, but after turning back, there was no long sword, only the turbulent river.

Chen Changge looked around, how could there be any ancient gods opening the sky, only the boat companion looked at him, and the young man couldn't help but sigh.

Nan Ke is a dream.

The golden light on his forehead disappeared, looking at the rushing river, thoughtfully, this dream is too majestic.

The people outside the cabin sighed slightly, this person from the bow of the poem, then motionless, three days and nights did not move, at first the waves on the Nanshui River frightened the boatmen, and then the six merchant ships sailed through the Nanshui River is an endless wide river, the merchant ship is extremely comforted, the boatman turned into joy, but the people who traveled with the boy were extremely worried, afraid that the young man would fall into the river and afraid of this guy, the mind was not quick to go crazy, and now see the young man wake up, several people in their hearts worried a little.

A few people went up, and Han Yuanhu, who was dressed in sackcloth, looked at the young man in white with a miserable white face, "What?"

Chen Changge smiled bitterly and looked at the waves, "If I say that I am spiritual, do you believe it?"