This eye gives a very abrupt feeling, and it looks at everything with great indifference, as if everything is under his feet. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"If you go against it, the way of heaven will destroy it!"

As those words came from that eye, a palm condensed out of thin air and rumbled towards silence.

"You're the one who destroyed my tribe back then? I was only one step away from becoming a god, but the clan fell in front of me and collapsed, leaving a mark in my heart that prevented me from truly reaching the god! ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes silently, as if mourning for his clansmen, and then he slowly raised his head and said lightly: "You will pay for everything you have done!" ”

Ji Hai seemed to have jumped out of Silent Death's body at this time, watching Silent Death fighting with that mysterious powerhouse, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"The Ancient Gods and the Ancient Demons, Silent and Silent, that Uncle Desolate should be the Desolate Ye I saw on that altar, but why does he call himself a god, and why is his soul trapped on that altar, and who is trapping him?"

Ji Hai had already remembered who he was at this time, experienced a thousand years of silence, and followed the silence for more than a hundred years, his heart precipitated, remembered everything, remembered who he was, and why he was here.

He didn't think much of it, his eyes were on Silent Death and the huge eyeballs and a palm fighting Silent Death.

This battle was earth-shattering, this battle destroyed countless stars, and gradually the silence actually took the initiative, I have to say that the strength of the ancient gods is not something that anyone can provoke at all.

At this time, the silence that exerts all his strength is like a god standing up to the heavens and the earth, exuding a light that is impossible to see.

The light was dazzling.

"Celestial? Gu Yi clan, then let Gu Yi deal with you, Gu Yi clan! ”

As he spoke, the giant eye suddenly cracked a crack next to it, and a palm poked out, and its hand stretched out and caused the heavens and the earth to roar.

Immediately after that, one foot stepped out, this person was naked, his body was extremely strong, and his heroic face was not who was Huang Ye.

"Uncle Waste!" Silence spoke.

But Huang Ye's eyes were blank, and his face had a palpitating indifference.

Immediately after that, the desolate Ye bombarded towards the silence.

But at this moment, the picture collapsed directly and fell into pieces of fragments.

Ji Hai's eyes showed a strange glow, and there was something strange in his heart, and then the surrounding scene changed.

Ji Hai suddenly appeared in the place where he had been silently enlightened, but at this time, there was no Red Flame Tiger, and there was an old man sitting at a low table.

Ji Hai's eyes looked at this old man, with a strange look on his face, in this thousand years, Ji Hai already knew that he was in the memory of silent death, but the scene in front of him now should not be his memory, and what was the outcome of the battle between silent death and Huangye just now.

Why did the Silent Death come to the burial place of the so-called Waste Spirit Star, and why the soul of the desolate Ye was in that altar, everything seemed to have become a mystery for eternity.

"Someone who is destined, what are you doing there, come and have a drink with the old man!"

Suddenly, the old man spoke.

Ji Hai was taken aback, he never thought that the old man who appeared here at this moment could actually see him.

Ji Hai's eyes flickered twice, and then he took a step and walked slowly towards the old man.

Ji Hai sat opposite the old man, the old man's face was pale, but his complexion was ruddy.

The old man glanced at Ji Hai, picked up the wine jug on the low table, and poured Ji Hai a glass.

Ji Hai was thinking about how to speak, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Why are you stunned, this wine is a good wine, it is better to open the dust for the people of the Waste Spirit Star, the old man has spent many years to brew it!"

When Ji Hai heard this, although he didn't know what this mysterious old man's so-called dust was, he was not afraid that this old man would do such a thing as poisoning.

Because he can't see through the strength of the old man at all, it's not that he can't see whether the other party has strength, but the strength of the other party is like a bottomless pool, and he can't look at the end at all.

Ji Hai raised his head and took a sip.

Suddenly, there was a bang in his mind, as if something had broken free from the restraints, and a breath spread, even if he didn't need to see it with his eyes, Ji Hai could see everything clearly.

"What is this?"

"Oh, this is divine sense, let's put it this way, according to your cultivation level, you need to reach the Martial Saint to have, after all, after reaching the Martial Saint, the sympathy between heaven and man, the power of heaven and earth to wash the whole body, and reach a state of rebirth, but there are few people who can do it, but my wine refined with nine hundred and ninety-nine Heavenly Dragon Blood, and nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of the painstaking efforts of second-order people, can naturally be easily done."

The old man said slowly, but the words he said gave Ji Hai a huge amount of information, this so-called divine sense gave him a surprise, but the second-order person gave Ji Hai another shock, from the words of this old man, this old man is far beyond the realm of martial saints, and above this is the second order.

Ji Hai was about to ask, but was interrupted by the old man.

"I can't say anything about the second order, but it's relative to you!"

The old man said lightly.

"Who are you?" Ji Hai's expression changed, and then he spoke.

"Who am I, you don't need to know, for your weak strength, if you know, it will do you no harm, you just need to know that I am entrusted by others to be loyal to others!"

The old man took a sip of himself, then glanced at Ji Hai and spoke lightly.

"By whom?" Ji Hai's expression changed, a little strange, in this world, who can still let the old man in front of him appear in front of him?

The old man shook his head and said, "After you have drunk three cups, I will tell you, if you are still sober!" ”

The old man poured Ji Hai a glass of wine, and then filled it for himself.

Ji Hai glanced at the old man deeply, looked at the wine glass in front of him, and then picked it up and drank it directly without thinking about it.

"Good amount of alcohol!" The old man exclaimed, and then filled Ji Hai with it.

Ji Hai picked it up, but he didn't drink it right away, he already felt a little dizzy, and the feeling of clear mind and fast running after drinking the first cup had disappeared, replaced by drowsiness.

"It's the third cup, remember what you said, tell me what I want to know!"

Ji Hai said intently.

The old man nodded earnestly.

Ji Hai raised his head and drank it, as soon as he wanted to speak, he felt that his whole body was bathed in a strange power, and then he couldn't extricate himself and fell directly into it.

The old man watched Ji Hai fall directly to the ground, and said with a smile on his face: "I can drink two cups of my Qianzhong brew without getting drunk, no wonder that person wants me to wait for this kid here, not bad, not bad!" ”

The old man whispered, and with a wave of his hand, the low table and the wine jug on it disappeared, and then the old man disappeared with him, as if he had never come, leaving no trace.