Being able to walk out of the filthy and sinister region and see the infinite vitality in front of you makes it difficult for anyone to have an indescribable joy, and it is easy to forget some things in such a scene. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hundreds of thousands of miles of territory, a barren area, first a dark canyon, I don't know how long I walked, and the breath of life appeared in front of me, and the life in the distance was infinite, which was very suspicious.

But at this time, with a happy color, the soul words were a little careless, immersed in the environment that had just escaped from the gloom and cold, and did not see the light of day, and lost his usual vigilance.

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering sound in the ear of the soul, the sound was extremely violent, shocking, like an earthquake, the earth shook the mountains, but the direction where he was standing did not really change, everything was like an illusion, but it was so real.

Everywhere the eye goes, everything becomes very illusory, and the indescribable emptiness is fluctuating between the unreal and the real, as if experiencing the vicissitudes of life, the years are regressing, and a heavy and sad blood-colored breath is coming.

Soul Yan's face was extremely shocked, but his expression was very confused, he saw a strange picture in his eyes, and his heart set off waves.

In the eye, the canyon is rapidly closing, the earth is sinking, the clear and clear lake water is gone, a boundless green plain appears, herds of cattle and sheep, nomads are singing and singing, there is even a huge water in the distance, foreign beasts are leisurely hunting, everything is very harmonious, very peaceful.

But in just a moment, millions of iron horsemen suddenly appeared, a team of iron horsemen with the breath of gloom and killing, they arrived, on the other side, millions of iron cavalry army also appeared, cold armor forest, the battle atmosphere is pressing, the two armies killed, the battle flag fluttering, the void is stained with blood, the plains and mountains are changing, the earth is constantly stained with blood, dressed in a bewitching and bright red disguise.

The vicissitudes of life, the years seem to be passing, but the scene of the army's conquest has not stopped, has been constantly staged, the stars have changed, until this area has become a barren barren land, and a huge canyon appears, as if a huge moat is crossed.

Life resumed, life reappeared, everything returned to the picture that Soul Yan had seen for the first time, and everything stopped and peace was restored.

Come and go quickly, this is the reproduction of the scene, the images left by the war that year, I didn't expect it to be displayed at one time, and it was naturally screened from time to time.

This is a strange region, full of fantasy!

Soul Yan stood there, motionless, not long ago he had personally felt the bloody and miserable slaughter, and he appeared in the center of the battlefield, as if through endless years, he had personally experienced a never-ending battle.

He was like transparent, shuttling through the battlefield, seeing a heroic soldier penetrate its body, killing with endless hatred, rushing away, and finally falling down with blood, buried here, very illusory but real, it is difficult to distinguish whether it is real or unreal.

Dressed in black armor, Soul Yan is more like incarnating a general who rushes to the battlefield, personally feeling the bloody killing, incomparably miserable and desolate, the lonely soul is roaring, the war spirit is agitating, he is deeply trapped in it and can't extricate himself, loses himself, incarnates in it, and becomes one of them.

Soul Yan is independent, as if petrified, where he stands, the heavens, the earth and the stars in his eyes are constantly changing, but his side has not changed, he keeps wandering in the battlefield, and he keeps seeing scenes that are extremely real.

The eternal war spirit, the bloody battlefield, the outside world has not changed, it is only an instant, but he seems to have walked one life after another, constantly reincarnating, appearing in the battlefield, watching the battlefield heroic souls, horse leather shrouds, and die on the battlefield.

Soul Yan's eyes are becoming more and more confused, his consciousness is confused, he has lost himself, and he can't extricate himself!

The breath of killing infected Soul Words, and the killing heart of Soul Words in the battlefield was guided out, and the corners of his eyes were scarlet, like a demon, about to turn into a blood-colored killing Shura, join the ranks of killing, wanting to stain the void with blood, bathe himself, and transform into a demon slayer.

"Ahh

For a long time, Soul Yan burst out with a terrifying roar, scarlet blood oozed from the corners of his eyes, he was extremely painful, with the only remaining consciousness to keep sitting and fighting with the hidden call in the depths of his body and mind, he didn't want to get lost here, live forever on the battlefield that seemed real, but incomparably illusory, and witnessed magnificent and miserable, bloody events.

"Get out of here," the soul screamed, and his handsome face showed incomparable anger.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine the pain he was suffering physically, mentally, and physically at this time.

This is a demonic land, with incomparably evil power, a voice that seems to come from ancient times keeps calling in the depths of Soul Yan's body and mind, calling for Soul Yan to stay in that bloody killing, and become a member of the bloody killing.

"Roll"

The soul was hysterical, his face was in pain, he was constantly struggling, constantly fighting, trying to get rid of it as soon as possible, but the magic voice had been haunting.

After countless killings, with a more hatredful color in his heart, Soul Yan's mind has already transformed, becoming extremely resolute, even if the magic voice outside the sky has infinite temptation, it is difficult to change his mind and let him fall into it.

The burden on his body is too heavy, and it is precisely because of the heavy responsibility that he retains the Pure Land of perseverance in the depths of his heart, which has never been defiled by the mundane of the outside world, and is incomparably sacred, this is a Pure Land that resists all temptations, although it is very little, but how important it is, just this trace is enough to hone a strong and inviolable mind.

Soul Yan still had confusion in his eyes, but there was a strange light, it was his only remaining consciousness, as if he was in a confused chaos, wanting to break through the chaos and clarify everything.

In the eyes of Soul Yan, the scene of that battlefield reappeared, but the picture of the battlefield was turned upside down, incomparably infiltrating and terrifying, the undead were roaring, the heroic souls were crying, the cold wind was bitter, the sky was dark, and it was raining black rain, everything was dyed into an inky color, this was a dark world.

The iron cavalry that fought for the cold and cold, one by one, was fully armed, full of endless killing intent, but this time it was no longer majestic, no longer like a mighty hero, they seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows, filled with a filthy and difficult to clear atmosphere, and the cold raged in the void, looking extremely hideous, like a Yin soldier who asked for his life.

The huge roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the dim blood-colored void seemed to have a pair of invisible hands, as if they wanted to tear the soul words apart, and the body, mind and body endured unbearable pain, and every inch of skin was suffering unimaginable pain.

Where Soul Yan's body stood, the green tendons burst out, the sweat of the bean was rolling down, and his body was shaky, but deep down, he did not give up in the slightest, and still fought tenaciously.

A series of hideous and cold iron horses, one after another, overwhelming, they no longer fight each other, this time the spearhead turned, towards the soul words, the momentum is earth-shattering, there is a kind of conquest of nine days and ten lands, suppressing the momentum of the Quartet, seeing this scene, faintly flashed the magnificent picture of the broken mountains and rivers.

In the middle of the bloody battlefield, Soul Yan stood there, looking incomparably small, the corners of his eyes were scarlet and dim, looking at the rolling iron horse, a fine light burst out in his eyes, and a powerful aura bloomed, and the killing was about to start.

Groups of iron horsemen hunted in the cold wind, and the black sword halberds carried terrifying filth, and soon rushed to the front of the soul.

"Boom"

Powerful battle intent, with the outbreak of heavy filth, the army of iron cavalry is like a torrent, what is surprising is that Soul Yan did not fight back, allowing the black iron cavalry to step on his body wantonly, he disappeared into the black torrent, swallowed by the black iron stream.

"Break it for me"

The outside canyon, the real world, the soul screamed, the confusion in his eyes was lost, and the clarity in front of him made him return to the real world from the confusion.

"Poof"

A scarlet blood spat out of Soul Yan's mouth, and he put it away without landing on the ground.

This ancient battlefield, although it has transformed in the vicissitudes of life, is definitely a terrifying demon land, too terrifying, there is a strong crisis under the beautiful scenery, if it is stained with blood, I don't know what kind of crisis it will face.

This land cannot be stained with blood, and if it is stained, it will definitely lead to a murderous attempt that is even more terrifying than an illusion. If the unimaginable killing game is opened, Soul Yan will definitely not be able to get out, and it is likely that he will be buried here and become a part of the torrent iron cavalry in the scene of the great war.

This is a demon land, there is an unimaginable disaster, Soul Yan was shocked in his heart, the scene just now was just a little close, almost he was about to fall, and he was sleeping here, this is the vigilance of the crisis, he no longer dared to be careless, he could only act carefully!

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