Chapter 893: Young Master of the Holy Mountain
Bang!
She walked step by step to the depths of the mansion and never looked back, and in the process, the entire mansion shook, violently shaking, and the sound of thunder exploded one after another.
The divine light bloomed from her body, becoming more and more intense, and in the end, it almost illuminated the sky.
Li Ping's body paused slightly, turned around, and walked out of the city mansion.
Millions of years of memories came to her face, and she saw the empress's tears, the empress's sadness, and the empress's determination.
From the day she appeared, she could only see the empress's smile a few times.
From nothingness, back to nothingness, she came from chaos, returned to chaos to the city mansion After the violent vibration, she was overwhelmed by the gods, and gradually turned into a rain of light, which seemed to dissipate from this world.
"Empress, I've been waiting for you! If you go there and fight in the fairy world, I will accompany you, but you have never looked back. The sad voice echoed intermittently in the sky.
Li Ping's figure went farther and farther away, never looking back.
Until the castle completely disappeared here, she seemed to feel something, and above the sky, a crystal teardrop fell.
With a wave of her hand, she caught the tears.
In front of the Sage City, the boulder stood, the ten directions were silent, no one dared to step forward, and no one dared to disturb the tranquility of this moment.
Everyone has a feeling that the moment the boulder breaks out of the cocoon, it is the time of the storm.
"It's moving, it's moving. "In the depths of the mountain, several clan elders of the holy mountain looked nervously at the Qiankun Mirror.
At this moment, the Qiankun mirror shook violently, and the blazing divine light shone on the nine heavens, which could be seen from a long distance.
"Quick, bring the young master's body over. A clan elder looked excited.
Soon, several disciples lifted a large piece of ice stone, and when they looked closely, there was a person sealed inside the ice stone.
It was a young man, to be precise, he was the young master of the Holy Mountain of this generation, the only person who could cause the Qiankun Mirror to throb throughout the ages.
"The mirror is still there, and that's a problem. Dust frowned.
"What mirror?" asked Cang Xiaoyu.
The latter glanced at him, not wanting to deal with him at all, Cang Xiaoyu really dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.
Airplanes!
The divine light in the universe contracted rapidly, and then a void figure appeared, he looked at his surroundings, and then jumped into the ice stone.
"Chisel the ice and stone open. The patriarch said excitedly.
Peng!
As soon as he finished speaking, the ice stone exploded directly, and the young man who was sealed in the ice stone suddenly opened his eyes.
He was young, about twenty years old, and his figure could not be described as strong and burly, but he could only be said to be very tall, and he had an ordinary face, but if you looked closely, you could see that there seemed to be some cruelty hidden in his ordinary face.
The eyebrows are very thick, not angry and arrogant, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, hiding some arrogance, and it seems that he does not put the world in his eyes at all.
This is a pretentious, withdrawn and proud young genius.
"You're awake at last, kid. The elderly women and children looked at him with relief, as if as soon as he woke up, all the catastrophes in front of him would cease to exist.
"Hmm. He replied, sweeping the whole scene, his eyes suddenly deepened, his divine sense poked out, and the whole person couldn't help but be a little colder.
The powerful Sacred Mountain Great Array was unexpectedly disintegrated, and not only that, but even the City of the Immortal Saints, which was known as the Immortal Saint, was destroyed.
Who is so arrogant?
Without waiting for the explanation of the clansmen, he took a step forward and rushed into the sky, the whole person was suspended in the sky, coldly sweeping the ruins of the battlefield.
Wei family?
The Xuanyuan family of Qiulong Mountain was not like his gaze fell on the ruins, the boulder and the group of people.
"It's kind of interesting. He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and walked over step by step.
"Hey, that guy looks familiar. ”
"Doesn't it look like the young master of the Holy Mountain who has disappeared for many years?"
"It turned out to be him. ”
"Doesn't he say that the tribulation failed while he is still alive?"
"What does he want to do?" the people froze for a moment, nervously concerned.
The young master of the holy mountain walked over step by step, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even open his eyes and look down.
"Stop, who are you?" Lan Yanyan was a violent temper, how could he allow someone to approach here.
&n