In the two sentences of the previous girl, he seemed to remember the years when he was a golden iron horse and fought on the battlefield. At this moment, he seemed to be ten years younger, and his eyes were like torches, as if he had picked up the broken Dao heart he had once again.

A surging aura erupted, causing sand and rocks to fly between the heavens and the earth, kicking up a puff of dust, making everyone around him take a few steps back.

However, the aura he burst out at this time was strong, but it was not the peak of the Martial King Realm that he broke through at the age of eighty-four. But among his children and grandchildren, there are also many people who have reached the Great Perfection of the Martial Sect Realm, the realm of the half-step royal road.

He should have thought a long time ago that the moment he was defeated in the expedition against the Cold Abyss, he had already lost his Dao Heart.

How can a martial artist who has lost the heart of martial arts break through the realm of the royal road that gathers the law phase.

When the old man's breath exploded, everything between heaven and earth rippled like a pool of water, and it looked as beautiful as a dream under the sunlight.

However, this beautiful scene brought the old man an unforgettable coldness.

Floating like a dream, the mirror is full of flowers. In this Jiazi years, he has been sleeping in a dream, and with his perception, he has not even noticed it.

The old man roared angrily, and his right hand shook in the void, but the obviously empty heaven and earth made him seem to hold something. The familiar metallic texture and the feeling of flesh and blood connecting made the old man's eyes reveal a touch of misery.

Yes, it was he who sealed up in this dream, when he returned to the field at the age of seventy-two, the blade that followed him all his life - the Star Forge Disk Dragon Halberd!

I'm sure you're waiting for the day I wake up, old man!

Sensing the joyful feelings of the war halberd in his hand, the old man showed a desolate smile, and the invisible war halberd in his hand seemed to be lifted from the current, slowly emerging in this fluctuating space.

This is a blue-gold halberd, Fang Tian painted the shape of a halberd, where this battle halberd is held, there is a red gold dragon pattern that shimmers with brilliant golden light and hovers upward, spreading all the way to the front of the halberd blade.

The dragon's mouth opened wide and seemed to roar silently, and the blade of the war halberd erupted from its mouth, flashing with a cold light.

In the dreamlike space, the roar of the old man and the roar of the dragon are intertwined. The blue-gold light pierced the sky, revealing a glass-like crack in the space, and the little fragments fell off as if they were substance, revealing the black world hidden behind.

This kind of shape is like cutting through the space and revealing a spatial crack. However, with the cultivation of the old man's Martial Sect Realm, it is impossible to do this, and if you want to touch the mysteries of space, only the Martial King who has condensed the law can do it.

What was cut by it was the illusion of the mirror, and the darkness revealed was the real real world.

And the girl who was still pulling the sleeve of the old man's sleeve just now, there was also an obvious crack on her face, which turned into a little fragment and fell off, revealing that what was hidden behind her was a corpse that had obviously decayed for many years.

And behind her, the children and grandchildren around the old man also slowly disappeared, and there was only one skeleton left there, or sitting together, or lying on the ground.

Old man, no, can no longer be said to be an old man.

The formation was broken by it, and his aging appearance in the formation space also underwent a transformation, although his body was no longer burly at this time, he was not drooping and old, although his hair was slightly gray, but his qi and blood were not as withered as in that illusion.

When the formation was broken, everything was revealed, and the years he spent in the formation were all fake.

What kind of official is added to the knighthood? What kind of king is torn apart? He has never stepped out of this square inch! The moment he led his troops into this mountain range, he had already fallen into the formation, and everything in it was false, and he didn't know it at all.

Although he had reached the age of dying old age in that formation, the real lifespan of his physical body was less than thirty years.

Of course, if he didn't wake up, when he died in the formation, even if his true body hadn't run out of life, he would sleep forever.

Falling silently in the dream, the ancient "Boundary within the Boundary", this formation is so domineering.

If it weren't for the fact that this formation had already been dilapidated in these endless years, and there was no main master to preside over this formation, its ability would have been even more terrifying.

If this square formation is complete, with the movement of the people of the main array, the living beings in the formation can spend a hundred years in one day, and countless living beings can be buried silently.

The general, carrying the coiled dragon halberd, staggered in the middle of this sea of corpses and bones, his eyes were miserable.

Even though he already had the worst in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when he saw the corpses of these brothers who had followed him and killed them from the demonic soil.

They went north to the cold abyss, and although they were defeated and lost, they did not fight the last soldier. The prince died in battle, and let him lead his troops to retreat, just to preserve this last battle force.

Although these 5,000 people are nothing compared to the 100,000 army, they are all the elite warriors in each army, and even the generals in the realm of the Great Martial Master are as many as a few.

And now because of his thoughts, all of them are buried here, and it is ridiculous that he still dreams of becoming an official and becoming a knight, but now he has become a sinner of the dynasty through the ages.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he raised his head again, supported his body with the halberd in his hand, and looked at the invisible power that rippled through the void, and his face showed resentment.

"I see, it's the power of the formation......"

"What a mysterious illusion, what a clever trapped array! It has trapped the old man for thirty years without knowing it, and trapped and killed the five thousand elites of my dynasty, it is really ...... What a Xuan formation!"

With the veteran's angry shout, the coiling dragon halberd in his hand suddenly bloomed with dazzling light, and between the pitch-black heaven and earth, it was like a blue sun falling to the ground.

And what the old man was in charge at this time was like a brilliant sun, when its power was gathered to the limit, and as the old man slashed out, the blue-gold brilliance turned into blood-colored light in an instant.

The blood-red light shone on the heavens and the earth, and the power of the heavens shook the nine heavens, at this moment he directly tried his best, gambling on his life's cultivation, fighting all his own heritage, and playing the most pinnacle halberd in his life.

The halberd falls on the mountains and rivers, and the blood-colored sun!

The blood-colored brilliance was like the setting sun of the sun, although the brilliant light could not last, but when it crossed the heavens and the earth, it really left a trace in the space, this halberd far surpassed the previous blow that broke the illusion, leaving a slight spatial rift in the void.

This is the power that has reached the realm of the royal road!