"Woo...... How could you die, what did you encounter? I saw your name on the immortal road, I saw you engrave words in reincarnation, and I punched through the block! But why are you still missing? My body is buried in the ninth generation, sitting and watching the changes of the years, generation after generation of Tianjiao changes, replaced, but why are you gone!?"

The voice was sad, the man was sad, and he was crying there.

Wang Ming's scalp is numb!

Hell yes!

Wang Ming was uncomfortable, and there was a cool breath from head to toe, because what he experienced today was too strange for him to believe and accept.

Someone is crying and mourning, and it looks familiar!

There were also people standing beside him, saying that he was dead, and now it was just an immortal obsession, and the combination of these made him shudder.

Wang Ming stretched his limbs, the bone joints clicked, he opened his mouth, and his mandible also made a rattling sound, which was particularly crisp.

He didn't stop, and quickly rushed to the end of the horizon, where the chaotic qi was pervasive, and there was a Taoist priest crying after a long river of time.

The sky has changed!

This kind of upheaval is too widespread, its impact is unpredictable, and it involves unpredictable time and space, so it is called heavenly change.

Now that place can be seen a little, although it is still very vague, but Wang Ming can confirm that it is an old person who should be familiar.

"Wang Ming, my brother, the soul is back, with your assets, how can you not be there......

The Taoist priest cried loudly, the Taoist robe he was wearing was very loose, it was woven with several kinds of immortal gold filaments, it was a supreme treasure robe, but now it was actually torn and bloodstained.

Obviously, he had experienced a bloody battle, otherwise, how could the Supreme Immortal Gold Battle Armor be torn apart?

"Who can stop you, who can harm you, I saw you on the road to becoming an immortal, and your name is still being recited everywhere, cutting through the ages with a sword, where are you?" Although he is an unimaginable master, accompanied by a strong fairy spirit, he is crying sadly, and the river that shook the sky is surging.

The whimpering sound of "Woo ......" is full of feelings, with eternal regrets, and sadness, sad for the deceased old friend.

"There are so many ancient places. The wilderness is so wide, but I didn't give up, I just dug all over the world. Dig up all the ancient tombs and find you!" he muttered.

Wang Ming was furious. If he really dies, he is destined to live in peace!

However, there was also some sourness in his heart, and some emotion, did he really pass away? Someone was looking for him like this, hoping that he was still alive.

"Master, some of the underground murderous graves have been dug up a few eras ago, and it is not a way to continue like this. The man had disappeared for too long. It is impossible to verify, it is difficult to find, and it is impossible to guess where it is buried. Someone persuaded.

When Wang Ming heard this, he was surprised, because he didn't see the second person, he could only see the vague fat Taoist priest crying there.

"Heavenly changes happen, tearing apart the years, but not everyone can be visible and seen, unless his strength shocks the past and the present!" said the female underworld.

"Master. It's time to go, the enemy is coming, we have to fight. You can't always dwell on the past. The voice said.

"You know what, if my brother is still alive, a lot of things...... Do you know the darkest years in history, do you know the Great Reckoning of several epochs, you ...... "Daoist, the immortal aura is strong, and the mana is overwhelming, but when he counts his disciples, that tone really doesn't look like a master.

"Master. Don't you know that you don't know, about those years. It's too chaotic for future generations to be able to tell. It's all just rumors. You know, there are all kinds of things to say, and there is no conclusion until now. What kind of people raised a group of phoenixes as chickens, waiting to eat eggs every day, what ancient corpses that have crossed several epochs and have been floating in the universe, what burial masters sealed in broken clay jars underground, what old monsters sleeping in the immortal refining pots, what invincible ancient creatures whose bodies were cut into six pieces and sealed in six immortal elixirs two eras ago, what terrifying realms as vast as the fairy realm, what required immortals to give up everything in order to cross the other side of the sea, and what flesh and blood could still turn into fairy butterflies even after death, wandering around the world, obsessively wandering the creatures in the ancient river of time。 In the oldest temple of the first era, the person who had been sitting still opened his eyes......"

The disciple spoke a lot quickly, paused slightly, took a breath, and then continued: "If any of these people and things are true, they are incredible, can you believe them? Moreover, the most excessive thing is that you said that these people and things are just a small wave in those dark years. The real big waves, the real big magnificence, are a hundred or a thousand times more than what is said. I...... There's really no way to imagine it, and I can't imagine it!"

"You dare to doubt the Daoist, the unscrupulous little rabbit cub!" the Taoist priest snapped, as if he had slapped the back of the disciple's head.

"There are so many legends, and the bronze coffin of the third generation is still there, and you can see the real thing. In addition, Jews and Brahma are also known. For the rest, there's really no evidence. ”

"Let me tell you, the real ancient history is not only a hundred times more than this, but many times. That life was really beyond everyone's understanding. The Taoist priest sighed.

"Master, you've only heard the legends, and you haven't experienced them, why are you so convinced?!" the disciple was not convinced.

"Daoist, I was born in that era, do you say I have experienced it?!" the fat Taoist priest was very dissatisfied.

"Cut, don't think I don't know. There was no doubt that although this disciple had been taught, he was not so afraid of the fat Taoist priest, he pouted and muttered in a low voice: "I have long heard that although your physical body is ancient, it has been buried by people at that time, and you have not seen that darkest and turbulent era at all. ”

"Nonsense, Daoist, I am all over the sky and the earth, who buried me, at that time, although I was young, I had a move!" the fat Taoist glared.

"How did I hear people say, Master, you were dug out of the underworld, and you have never experienced those things at all. And it was with a deep sleep, corpse transformation, after a long time, to survive all the opponents alive, so victorious and immortal?" the disciple whispered.

The fat Taoist snapped, slapped him on the back of the head again, and said, "Daoist Master shook the past and the present, and the years of cultivation are ancient, how can you understand." ”

"Master, are you still you, I mean, are you still in Wang Ming's era, shouldn't you, why do you have that kind of obsession, you have to find that old man?" The disciple sighed lightly, worried about some things about the master, and wanted to share the sadness.

"Yes and no, you don't understand, do you think I was really just dug out of the underworld? I've been going through reincarnation, my will has been conquered for the ninth, tenth, or more? I've seen years that outsiders can't imagine, so I said. That terrible period of dark turmoil was real. Even though I've only witnessed a little bit!"

After that, the fat Taoist priest was no longer distracted, restrained his thoughts, slapped the back of the disciple's head again, and said, "Then go and dig the grave!"

"Still digging ???," the disciple shouted.

"Dig all over the world, Dao Ye, that's how I became an immortal back then! I seriously doubt that one day when I dig up that ultimate ancient tomb, it will be like piercing a layer of paper. Suddenly, I saw a vast territory, colorful and immortal like a sea, penetrating this ruined place!" the Taoist priest scolded.

"Master, the enemy is coming!" the disciple nervous.

The fat Taoist priest restrained all his cynicism and laughter, stared into the distance, and said, "Prepare to fight!"

He has a strong immortal aura, and he is already a supreme master, but his battle clothes are broken and covered with blood. It can be seen how terrifying the opponent is, otherwise why would he be wounded.

"Okay, let's fight. Fight them to the end!" the disciple shouted, because it was rare to see the master so decisive.

"Yes, fight to the end, dig it clean!" said the fat Taoist.

"Digging?"

"Nonsense, Daoist, I dug all over the world to become enlightened, so naturally I have to dig and solve their ancestral graves first!" said the fat Taoist priest with a straight face.

The disciple was discouraged at that time. I thought that the master was going to kill domineeringly.

"Let's go, let's strike. Fight with Daoye. Dig their ancestral graves first!" The fat Taoist priest disappeared directly with his disciples.

The disciple knew that the enemy in the rear was too strong. Coming from such an encirclement, retreating is the best choice, of course, the master is going to dig up people's ancestral graves, or he is speechless for a while, no wonder there is a very indecent way.

It's just that he knows that the master is also helpless, and the world is too cruel.

A gust of wind blew, and the chaotic qi was violently surging!

There was a group of figures, rushing by, and disappearing from there.

At the end of the horizon, Wang Mingmulan stood there, silent for a long time, was it a virtual realm just now, or was it real?

"Zhang Bairen!" he said these three words, that fat Taoist priest is too similar to Zhang Bairen, except that one is middle-aged and the other is a teenager.

"Is what he said true?" Wang Ming clenched his fists, because there were too many involved in this, and it contained a corner of the general trend of the ages!

"It should ...... It's true!" whispered the Female Pluto, her white wings flapping lightly, and she was also looking at the place where the figure had disappeared just now.

It's a pity that there are years and rivers there, cutting everything off.

"Why didn't he see me?" asked Wang Ming.

"The sky is changing, too complicated, too mysterious, unimaginable, no one can say clearly. Most of the time, you can witness the changes here, and the opposite side may not be synchronized. The girl said.

Just now, none of the fat Taoist disciples' disciples could manifest, and they could only see the fat Taoist priest crying in an ancient tomb.

"Zhang Bairen ......" Wang Ming yelled, roaring at the ancient river, wanting to call back that person.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?!" Wang Ming shouted.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared, appearing on the other side of the ancient river, very hazy, wrapped in immortal qi, extremely powerful.

It was that fat Taoist priest who appeared again!

"Strange, how did I hear someone call me by my previous life?" he muttered to himself.

"Zhang Fatzi, Zhang Bairen!" Wang Ming shouted, his voice was like thunder, shaking this ancient burial domain holy land!

"Huh?" On the other side, the fat Taoist priest was covered in blood, and he was suspicious for a while, he noticed something, his pupils contracted sharply, and then whispered: "Could it be...... There's a door?"

Suddenly, he violently shook his body, his whole body glowed, the fairy light was surging, and the horror was boundless, and he suddenly ran through the ancient river and looked this way.

He's seen what is going on here!

At this moment, on Wang Ming's skeleton, flesh and blood emerged and regenerated.

In an instant, the fat Taoist priest trembled, and when he saw Wang Ming, the whole person was like a lightning strike, and he was stunned all of a sudden, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Wang Ming, is that you, you...... Still, alive?!" He growled, holding back an emotion.

However, in the end, he couldn't help but roar, sat on an ancient tomb, and kept tears rolling down his eyes, just looking at Wang Ming like that.

It can be seen from his conversation with his disciples that he is cynical and very witty, but now he is crying, a little pathetic, which is really unimaginable.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Wang Ming yelled.

The fat Taoist priest opened his mouth, as if he was saying something, but as a result, the thunder and lightning of the Immortal Dao fell in the sky, and he trembled, and his body was scorched, and as a result, Wang Ming couldn't hear anything.

The fat Taoist priest sighed and closed his mouth.

"How can this be?" Wang Ming clenched his fists.

"Because, your dialogue involves some important events, which may affect the ages and affect the long river of time, so it is blocked and punished by God!" The female pluto's voice trembled, she was extremely shocked, extremely excited, she couldn't believe that she had seen such a scene.

The fat Taoist priest was suffering the punishment, but instead of retreating, he gritted his teeth and resisted the supreme immortal thunder.

Wang Ming didn't dare to ask, for fear of causing a greater disaster for the other party.

"Is there space or time between me and him?" Wang Ming asked himself.

Then, he looked at the fat Taoist priest again and said, "Are you okay?"

These words must not be chronicle and will not have a horrific effect.

Fat Taoist: "Before I became an immortal, it was okay, not bad, but I was often bitten by dogs." After becoming an immortal, I really didn't think ......"

It's a pity that the second half of the most important sentence was drowned out by thunder and blocked by the power of heaven.

What happens when you become an immortal?

Wang Ming wanted to know, but on the other side, there was thunder intertwined, dazzling, cutting off the sky and shaking the ancient river of time.

Bitten by a dog?

Wang Ming wanted to laugh, is this Zhang Bairen after a long time? What has he experienced, he still has to be chased and bitten by dogs.

However, judging by his demeanor, it should not be a suffering, but just an unforgettable experience.

At the same time, Wang Ming was also a little sad, and his emotions for a moment were really complicated.

Because, the fat Taoist priest is not the little fat man in the emperor's pass, but the Taoist priest who has experienced endless years and has already become an immortal, it is difficult to imagine how bumpy it has been.

From those simple words, Wang Ming already knew that Zhang Bairen was buried in the ninth world, and every time he turned into a corpse, he crawled out of the ancient tomb again to practice.

How cruel is this, but a living person has to be buried in the ground for nine lifetimes, relying on the physical psychic, and the corpse changes, so that he can come back to life, and accumulate one life after another. (To be continued.) )