Seeing those iron man statues below, one by one they swung their swords and slashed wildly, each sword slashed out of the storm, if it fell, I am afraid it would be directly torn to pieces. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In desperation, Han Xiao borrowed a little bit on his toes on a statue, and his body rose into the air again. But he was afraid of the arrows in the air with amazing penetrating power, so he could only stick to the top of the statue's head and run desperately.

On the ground, from time to time, iron men jumped up, trying to grab Han Xiao from the air.

The two sides suddenly exchanged short battles, the sword light flashed, and Han Xiao frantically erupted in the fire of the evil dragon, forcing them down.

Running all the way, Han Xiao made a bloody path on the top of the statue's head, and on the wound on his shoulder, the blood was still flowing "dripping and clicking", but he had no time to care about it, the overwhelming sword light and sword shadow had already made him tired.

Time is passing bit by bit, and blood is losing bit by bit. Han Xiao was dizzy for a while, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his head.

This is a sign of excessive blood loss and a wake-up call before coma. Gradually, everything around seemed to suddenly fall silent, and only the buzzing in the head continued. Of course, the long sword in Han Xiao's hand was still struggling to resist, and he felt that he was like a walking corpse, mechanically wielding weapons, which had become a conditioned reflex.

This time, he finally experienced first-hand what it was like to be in war.

Han Xiao once heard someone say that the reason why soldiers on the battlefield forget life and death and forget everything is because they know that only by constantly tearing apart can they live. Its highest level is that its head is roaring, and you can't hear anything, you can't feel anything, only the blade in your hand never stops.

Now it seems that I have reached this state.

But Han Xiao was not the god of war after all, and as time went by, the scars on his body became more and more. But he was completely numb, and he just kept swinging his sword, and he didn't even feel the pain of the wound.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed that the space fluctuated for a while, and everything around finally calmed down. Han Xiao's eyes suddenly became empty, and he suddenly lost his goal and consciousness. Suddenly, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

……

In the darkness, Han Xiao felt that his consciousness was gradually blurred, like a rootless duckweed, constantly rising and falling in the vast void.

The past has emerged one by one......

He seemed to have seen his past life, and in that thousand-year-old tomb, he found the evil dragon burning heaven wheel,

was poisoned by the corpse, and as a result, he came to the reckless world.

Then, he met Ye Xuan and Qiu Wanyun, and he did not separate from them, but returned to Kaiyang City with his second daughter, and married two wives under the witness of his aunt and three brothers (Qiu Yunfeng, Liang Anshi and Meng Fei).

On the night of candles in the cave room, Han Xiao's new house has two beautiful wives, phoenix crowns, sitting on the incense couch, quietly waiting for him to uncover their red hijabs.

Everything is so real, Han Xiao hugged left and right, and laughed: "Life is like this, what more can you ask for, haha......"

But all of a sudden, everything disappeared without a trace, and someone could only hear someone shouting in their ears, "Hey, what are you laughing at, laughing so happily?"

Han Xiao seemed to have been dragged back from the ghost gate, only to realize that it was just a sweet dream just now.

A girl's voice next to him said, "Is this guy crazy?

Another young man's voice said, "Who knows, maybe this big brother has something wrong with his head, right?"

Han Xiao opened his eyes and turned his head to look, only to see that he was lying on a bamboo bed, and the two young boys and girls beside him were looking at him intently.

Han Xiao's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in surprise: "Where am I......?" Who are you?"

Isn't this a place where gods are buried? How can there be ordinary people?

The girl immediately replied, "I want to ask you, who are you, and how did you come to the place of the burial alone?"

Han Xiao's whole body was shocked, and when he was about to support his body, he felt a pain all over his body. The girl immediately pressed her chest and forcibly pressed herself back to the bed.

Only then did Han Xiao realize that this girl was extremely ugly. Not only is his face covered with pockmarks, his nostrils are facing the sky, and on his left cheek, there is a palm-sized red birthmark, all in all, it has absolutely nothing to do with the word "beautiful".

Han Xiao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw this respectful face, but the girl scolded loudly: "Why do you keep looking at people? Haven't you heard people say it? Men and women don't kiss!"

"Uh......"

Han Xiao rolled his eyes, I didn't move a single cold hair of yours, how can I say that I can't accept it? Besides, you pressed the palm of your hand against Young Master Ben's chest, I haven't blamed you for being "rude"!

Just as he was depressed, a man's cough suddenly came from outside the door.

The next moment, I heard the wooden door squeak open, and a middle-aged man walked in, seeing that Han Xiao was already awake, he walked quickly to the head of the bed, and asked gently, "Childe is awake?"

Han Xiao nodded at the man and said gratefully: "It seems that this uncle saved me, I am grateful to Han Xiao, but I don't know if the uncle can tell me where I am now?"

The middle-aged man smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch Han Xiao's pulse, and probed. Only then did he say: "This is the Lost Immortal Realm, but we all call it Lost Immortal Town, we are the residents here, I don't know how Gongzi came here?"

Han Xiao was shocked and exclaimed, "I haven't heard of it, there are still human races living in the Land of Burial Gods." ”

The middle-aged man sighed and said slowly, "If you can, no one would want to live in the place where the gods are buried......"

After speaking, he found that Han Xiao was fine, so ww.uuknshu let go of his wrist.

Han Xiao was confused for a while, and wondered, "What do you say?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "Hey...... Childe didn't know. I grew up here, and for tens of thousands of years, our ancestors wanted to escape from this land. However, the immortal array in this burial god land is too powerful, and so far, none of our people in Immortal Town have successfully escaped from here. Hey......"

Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose, what happened to the residents of Misty Immortal Town seemed to be somewhat similar to those descendants of the Red Gold War Dragon Clan in Panlong Holy City, they were all tied up in one place and couldn't leave for tens of thousands of years.

However, what made Han Xiao feel strange was that the place where the gods were buried was full of dangers, how did these people survive here for tens of thousands of years? This is really a bit incredible.

At this moment, someone outside the door shouted: "Brother Zhu, the hall wants you to go for a while." ”

The middle-aged man immediately responded, "Okay, I'll come right away." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and whispered to Han Xiao: "Master Han, you have a good rest first, maybe the palace will see you soon." ”