"Gah-"

A strange sound sounded, similar to the sound of a bird, but it was also different, and that was terrible. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fengchen's heart trembled, and he looked not far away in a trance, in fact, this beautiful place is not big, only a radius of more than a mile, and there is a frozen lake in the middle.

An extremely strange scene, flowers and fruits swaying everywhere, strange flowers and plants are everywhere, and it seems that you can feel the warmth here.

But a glacial lake appeared in this warm atmosphere, constantly releasing his coldness, the wind and dust followed the sound, and when passing through the glacial lake, he felt the warmth behind him and the breath that came to his face.

The feeling of the two heavens of ice and fire made Fengchen's body tremble. It's just that it's not his body that's cold, it's his heart.

Looking at the ice lake, Fengchen's face was pale, and the crystal ice on the lake was almost transparent, and Fengchen could clearly see the scenery below.

A long turtle was frozen in it, and there were only countless dragons and giant snakes next to it, but their size was a little too small compared to the turtle.

"It's like a world ......frozen in ice," Fengchen's lips trembled, and he said calmly, not to the point of losing his soul.

His eyes were blazing, and he looked at this turtle, and suddenly felt an unconscious sense of sadness in his heart, and asked himself in his heart: Is it pity or ......

Fengchen was a little uncertain, and indescribable emotions enveloped him.

"Hiss!" At this time, the amethyst snake was unwilling to be lonely again, and directly turned into a bolt of lightning, crackling with an arc all over its body, and shot towards the frozen lake.

"Don't mess around!" It's a pity that Fengchen didn't have time to stop it at all, he is really the boss, not only did he not enjoy the benefits of being the boss of the little snake, but he also had to keep cleaning up the mess for him, what kind of boss is this?

"Yikes! Don't stop me, boss......"

Fengchen was speechless, but this time he was not worried that the little snake would break the ice on the surface of the lake, Fengchen trusted his instincts, this ice was like a small world blocked, and how could this ice be simple?

Bang!

Sure enough, just as Fengchen expected, the little snake rushed out violently, and the moment the small snake's head hit the ice, it lost its sense and fell unconscious.

"Just kidding, with your suicidal speed, it's good to just be unconscious!" Fengchen shook his head, walked to the shore of the ice lake, and directly lifted the amethyst snake not far from the shore with one hand, looking at its godless eyes, there seemed to be a small star rotating above its head.

Fengchen was a little funny and threw the amethyst snake directly into his arms, but his heart was relieved, the little snake's coma was not more than ten hours, I am afraid that he would not want to wake up.

"It's a solution to a troublesome ......" Feng Chen sighed, he was really a little afraid that the little snake would inadvertently turn him into a gray memory.

"Gah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the sound that made Fengchen's heart twist like a knife came again, which made him immediately want to look at it even more, and faintly, he seemed to feel that this strange bird call had a sense of familiarity.

As he walked away, Fengchen looked back at the ice lake, and muttered a little distractedly: "It seems that I have seen you somewhere, and there is nothing wrong with the familiar feeling......"

Fengchen naturally refers to the turtle, like the master of the small lake, the unique and unobstructed turtle, he actually has a faint sense of familiarity.

"I've seen it...... It seems to be recorded in the memories of my previous life......"

It's just that Fengchen stopped and stroked his forehead, and after thinking for a long time without thinking, he groped away along the more and more ordinary and more poignant places where the cry became more and more ordinary.

"Ga ......"

When he got closer, Fengchen felt that he had entered the outer area of this flowery and grassy area, and screamed ahead, but Fengchen still didn't see anything.

There was a terrible scream again, and the eardrums of the wind and dust were faintly painful, and a forest of rhododendrons suddenly appeared not far ahead.

The azaleas are in full bloom, and a petite rhododendron cries blood and jumps from one to the other. Blood-stained flowers, bewitching.

"Emperor Wang......" Fengchen's heart was shocked, and he finally knew what that turtle was! It turned out to be the mount of Emperor Wangdi Du Yu.

"Turtle ...... Du Juan ...... "The wind and dust are shocked, this is definitely the place where the emperor is buried, and the burial here is actually the legendary Emperor Du Yu!"

The mount was sealed in the glacial lake, and there was a cuckoo in this blood-stained rhododendron forest, and it went without saying that Fengchen could guess that this cuckoo might be the embodiment of Emperor Wang.

In the human world, every late spring. Emperor Wang will manifest himself as a cuckoo from the human realm, crying blood in the rhododendron forest, where there is it, the continent is always like blood.

It's just that the cuckoos in the human world are not incarnated by Emperor Wang's soul, they are all clones, and no one knows where the real body is!

And the cuckoo in front of Fengchen, obviously, his intuition told him that this was the soul of Emperor Wang, and from the terrible scream, Fengchen felt a sense of sadness.

His eyes were unintelligible, and even his divine sense could not comprehend the meaning of the birdsong, an ancient sound that was obscure, if there was nothing.

Fengchen moved forward again, and at this moment, Fengchen's eyes froze, and the rhododendron forest in front of him and the rhododendron between the branches suddenly disappeared.

"Kill—"

A shocking shout of killing soared into the sky. The wind and dust stood on a battlefield, and countless figures swayed.

Thousands of troops and horses were crisscrossed, and the murderous aura from the sound of the metal collision of the Jin Ge Iron Horse made the hazy sky suddenly open up.

The blood was boiling, and Feng Chen was puzzled that these imposing armies did not have a single enemy. In front of everyone, a vague figure stood majestically, like an ancient magic mountain, and behind him were thousands of warriors.

Ahead was nothingness, hazy and hazy.

"Open-"

The middle-aged man turned his hands into claws and directly tore the sky, and the hazy place in front of him was violently torn apart by him!

A magnificent giant city is majestic, as if it is majestic enough to suppress a world, more than 10,000 feet high, and there are no city gates!

The ancient wall looks extremely vicissitudes, the traces of the years are all visible, countless knife marks and axe marks are on it, but they are only a few feet long, an inch deep, for this ten thousand zhang high wall is simply a trace that can be ignored, mottled and dotted!

"Kill—"

"Kill-kill-kill-"

The middle-aged man roared, as if in response to him, and countless powerful cultivators after him also let out a heaven-shattering shouting and killing sound, and outside the mighty giant city, the sound was endless, and it never disappeared for a long time.

Rumble!

The giant city also roared, responding to their shouts, and countless black-purple thunderbolts fell from the sky, turning into dark purple warriors, wearing purple and gold armor, which was extremely ancient, and exuded the breath of thunder and lightning.

"Bang dang!"

The thousands of figures behind the man were also not to be outdone, and after countless Jin Ge slammed together, countless rays of light soared upward, instantly collapsing most of the countless dark purple figures, turning into purple arcs, only to immediately return to their original appearance.

Fengchen's eyes froze, he knew that those dark purple figures were formed by the Heavenly Tribulation, and their power was not weak, and they were instantly dispersed by the momentum.

"Such a group of incomparably powerful combat power...... The figure ...... "Feng Chen, fortunately, this is just a reappearance of the battlefield, otherwise, his body will undoubtedly be directly shattered by this powerful killing aura."

"Whew!"

A roar came from afar, and the towering middle-aged man began to move, his left hand suddenly raised high, and he grabbed towards the void.

"Kill the sky!"

"Boom!"

A metallic sound was heard. The middle-aged man had an extra thing in his hand - a purple spear with a rod length of about nine feet and nine inches!

The spear exuded terrifying fluctuations, and was grasped by the middle-aged man. The terrifying aura that is about to collapse the world is immense, even if it is separated by endless time and space, the wind and dust still have a heavy and depressing feeling that the heart has pressed a small mountain.

Finally, the roar was near, and Fengchen finally saw what it was.

It was a great turtle that was a thousand feet tall approaching.

"Turtle ......"

Fengchen looked at the middle-aged man dumbly, and he finally knew who the middle-aged man was-Emperor Wang.

And behind him, the thousands of powerful cultivators are probably the people of Gu Shu ruled by Emperor Wang!

Looking at the huge ancient city, Fengchen suddenly became frightened, he didn't underestimate this giant city from the beginning, but what he didn't expect was that this giant city might be the destruction of an ancient country and the existence of a generation of kings.

"Gu Shu, Emperor Wang...... The destruction of the country and the death of the body are all here......" In the wind and dust, Emperor Wang's hand 'killing the sky' stepped on the body of the giant turtle, and approached the giant city directly.

"Click-"

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, like a ten-thousand-zhang long angry dragon wagging its tail down, and like a heavenly knife slashing down, threatening to cut off the universe and slash towards Emperor Wang.

Feng Chen's heart was cold, what level of heavenly tribulation is this, it is so powerful?

"Buried!"

Although I couldn't see Emperor Wang's complexion clearly, I could hear the disdain and indifference in his voice.

With a slash of the tip of the spear, an arc-shaped spear thousands of meters long tore through the void, and a large black and endless crack stretched, and it was impossible to see what was inside, endless black!

After the lightning did not enter, it could not stir up the slightest wave, and slowly closed.

"One shot!"

Without a pause, the turtle at Emperor Wang's feet continued to carry Emperor Wangdi forward, and flew out sideways with one foot on the turtle.

One shot, thousands of colors, the tip of the gun cold light stirred for nine days, so that the sun and the moon were eclipsed, around the body of the gun, countless phantoms surrounded, the wind and dust were shocked, it seemed to be a huge mountain, a rushing river.

Time seems to stand still in an instant, this shot seems to really have the power of mountains and rivers, a piece of rivers and mountains ups and downs, that is the country of abundance of ancient Shu.

……

A generation of emperors attacked the city, the city was not broken, the country was destroyed, and the soul of the cuckoo was immortal, and in the twilight of spring, he just told his will and comforted all beings.

Wind and dust came back to his senses, and in front of his eyes, the azaleas were as lush as blood, which told him that this was not a dream.

The blood-stained cuckoo's soul was broken, and the wind and dust were a little lost, here, he didn't see the cuckoo bird that the soul of Emperor Wangdi turned into, and he couldn't hear the call.

"This ......"

But at this moment, Fengchen found that on a tree in the depths of the rhododendron forest, in the place where the azaleas were the most red, the corpse of a cuckoo with its beak stained with blood and motionless, looking up at the sky, as if telling his unwillingness.

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