According to records, of the five heavenly beasts of that year, only the gluttonous and dragon-patterned turtles were still alive.

As for whether this dragon-patterned turtle is related to the one in Qingzhou, or whether they themselves are the same one, Zhu Shi does not know at this point.

After a few hours, the group also learned a lot from Zhu Shi's mouth.

"How are we going to get through?" is the door still there?" was the lark's final question.

"Normally, if our clan wants to pass through that gate, it needs to coordinate with some kind of special aura left by that ancestor. Zhu Shi looked at Li Ping: "But I don't know, can she also play a role?"

"You're saying that the ancestor of your family has a great relationship with these two heavenly beasts, so can you pass through safely?"

"Theoretically, so. Zhu Shi nodded.

The group was silent again.

Li Ping paused, raised her head, and she walked out without saying a word, very fast.

Several people panicked, they didn't expect Li Ping to be so direct, and after coming back to their senses, Li Pu was the first to rush out.

Roar!

The sky fell into the depths, roaring again and again, and the cold and piercing murderous aura penetrated here in an instant, Li Ping was robbed for the first time, and was pierced by the dense murderous aura like a sharp sword, and bright red blood flowed.

"Don't. Li Pu shouted, faster.

"Oops. The lark exclaimed.

"This sister, there's nothing wrong with it. Quan subconsciously looked at the five-colored bird, and then muttered.

Li Ping's speed was very fast, with a resolute heart, she never looked back, even though there was a catastrophe waiting for her ahead.

Bang!

The bloody claws poked down again, carrying the weight of billions of jun, like a comet nine days away crashing into here.

"Open" Li Ping's difficult opening, with a touch of powerful force, turned into sword intent, and the diameter slashed up.

After a loud bang, the claw was disintegrated, and the sword intent hummed, piercing through the heavens, and dissipating with it.

"Who are you?" In the depths, there was no more shot, and the low and hoarse voice seemed to come from ancient times, echoing in the ears of the group.

Li Pu's pace stopped suddenly, and behind him, the group showed shocked faces, especially Zhu Shi.

As a race that has lived here for generations, what he has come into contact with and understood since ancient times is related to the ancient times.

In particular, regarding the Heavenly Beasts in the depths of the Heavenly Fall, according to historical records, there is no precedent for them to speak!

Even if it was that bringing his ancestor here, it might not necessarily cause the Heavenly Beast to speak, but Li Ping's appearance made the Heavenly Beast speak.

Who am I?

I do not know.

Li Ping was silent, her eyes were clear, she looked into the depths quietly, and the whole person had an indescribable wind and dust.

"I've thought about it!" Li Ping said with difficulty, every word was very hard, as if it was consuming a huge amount of strength.

Li Pu stepped forward again and came to Li Ping, and he hugged Li Ping tightly.

Twenty years ago, she spoke with a smile, she used to play with her, she often coaxed herself, and she often told stories to herself.

Now, twenty years later, she struggled to even speak, as if she had exhausted all the hardships.

But under such difficulties, she is still opening up a way forward for herself, Li Pu can't help but be moved, he has lost too much, too much, and he can't lose it anymore.

"Whoever you are, you're my sister. Li Pu grinned and silently tidied up her wounds.

"I've seen my seniors. Zhu Shi strode over, and then saluted, he still couldn't calm down when the Heavenly Beast spoke.

"Senior Dragon Turtle, may I ask, have you ever been to Qingzhou?" shouted the lark.

"Damn. Kwon was dumbfounded. Zhu Shi was stunned, and the group was petrified, however, unexpectedly, the dragon turtle actually answered.

"Maybe there is, maybe not. A low, hoarse voice echoed again.

"Is that the right path?" said the lark, staring at the depths with a serious expression.

"Yes"

"It's true, it's true, hey, hey, haha!" the lark laughed, mad, and at the same time there was a sense of sadness.

Everyone didn't understand what was happening, but they obviously also felt the sadness of the bird master, and they couldn't help but be silent one by one.

"Senior, can you let us go?" Wu Qingfeng spoke, his eyes clear and hopeful.

The dragon-patterned turtle didn't speak, as if it fell silent, and then, an angry roar echoed, and the bloody claws faintly appeared in the sky.

"I see, something is wrong with the gluttonous state. Zhu Shi's face turned pale and swallowed a mouthful of foam.

It stands to reason that the dragon turtle is a descendant of the true god, and he can't have such a thick murderous aura, and according to ancient records, the gluttonous turtle has been tamed by the god of dusk and turned into a beast guarding the mountain, and its fierce and murderous aura should have been melted away.

But almost every time, if their clan wants to break through here, they need to pay a certain price.

"And what now?" the five-colored bird widened.

"I can't help it, she's already alarmed the dragon turtle seniors, but the gluttonous state can't do it! Zhu Shi was depressed, and then sighed: "Forget it, forget it, I've helped you so much, I should go." ”

"Stay. The lark screamed.

Zhu Shi's body tensed, his eyes widened, and his speed was faster.

"I'll try. Li Pu took a deep breath, his eyes were deep, and then strode out.

Rumble!

The huge claws pressed down like a Mount Tai, and the majestic murderous aura penetrated densely and terrifyingly through every inch of space.

Li Pu raised his head and felt the horror of this blow, his heart was beating, but he didn't retreat, gritted his teeth, sacrificed the stone tablet, and killed it against the claw.

Thundered!

The two collided, like thunder intertwined, and in an instant, the murderous aura was full of murder.

And what is even more shocking is that Li Pu actually calmly blocked the terrible claws.

At the same time, a vast sound echoed out from inside the stone tablet, spreading to the depths of the sky.

"Ancestors. In the depths, the dragon turtle was once again alarmed, its majestic aura swept wildly, and its mountain-like body trembled faintly, bringing a huge sway to the land.

With a bang, the stele rushed over, and at the same time a jet-black glow fell, isolating this place from the outside world.

"Ancestor, are you still alive?" the dragon turtle trembled, unable to calm down, and a pair of big black eyes with muddy and blurred eyes stared at the stone tablet that flew here.

The stele is very incomplete, but it is more than a meter high, the whole body is jet black, and there is a divine light in circulation, exuding a wisp of divine might.

"Ancestor, are you still alive?" the dragon turtle was overwhelmed with grief, with a crying voice, full of despair.

"I'm not him. The stele spoke, and his tone was very heavy.

"You're not him? You and I understand, you're the extreme. Gradually, the dragon turtle came to its senses, but the expression on the stone tablet was still complicated and sad.

On the other side, after feeling the breath of the stone tablet, the gluttony was also trembling, and at this moment, it seemed to wake up from the turbid state.

"Are you born too?" the dragon turtle smiled, and there was a sadness spreading.

A distant time, a distant time, it has been too long and too long since now, it stays here, its heart is numb, every day is boring, and it faces darkness every day.

It wants to die, but it can't, because there is still a mission.

"Are they still alive?"

"Are the gods still there?"

"What has become of us today?"

"Are you going to go back to the battlefield?"

"Woo woo..." At the end, the dragon turtle cried and grieved.

I don't know how many eras have passed, the Tongtian Kyushu of the year has long ceased to exist, the heavenly beasts of the year have also fallen, and the gods have dissipated before the ages.

There are almost no people who have survived until now.

It was a long, lonely time, and it was so long that it was sad.

"My friend. At the other end, the glutton, who had just come to his senses, uttered the first sentence in eons, low and hoarse, so hoarse that it didn't seem to be talking at all.

"Woooooo

"Kill me. The gluttony spoke with difficulty, and his tone seemed very painful.

"No, we can still live, you can't die, how can you leave me?" the dragon turtle roared, with rolling tears.

"I'm in pain. There was a trembling sound, and then another roar, and the consciousness that had just woken up became cloudy again.

How many eras?

The dragon turtle is no longer countable, if the gluttonous man longs to be sober, then he is very eager to be able to go crazy, because he will not suffer if he lives in a muddy way.

But someone needs to wake up in the end, and this mission is still there!