Chapter 42: The Bronze Mask
Yang Fan restrained his breath after hearing the sound of someone coming over, and listened carefully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Big brother, the Duke has issued a wanted warrant, is that Wu Yun still waiting for us to arrest him?" A figure appeared in this inconspicuous waste.
"Maybe the last time I saw him, he came this way." Another voice said.
"We're looking carefully, and we'll find it." With that, they slowly left the place.
And Yang Fan was hiding in the ground under their feet, but they didn't know it.
However, Yang Fan knew that he was still discovered, and he killed Emperor Chong in a fit of anger, it seems that the duke really won't give up so easily.
What should I do now?
At this time, a mask appeared in Yang Fan's mind, and it was a bronze mask.
There are a lot of runes on it, and it makes people feel very mysterious to look at.
Yang Fan was also puzzled, looking at this somewhat familiar mask, Yang Fan fell into one picture after another.
The ancient battlefield was full of smoke and blood and corpses.
Suddenly, a burst of blue light appeared in the distant sky, and a pair of huge palms pierced through the clouds and flew towards the blue light.
A huge stick swept by, interrupting the palm's advance.
At this moment, a vine that reached the sky had already touched the blue light.
The giant hand and the stick rushed towards the vine, and the sky-breaking aura was terrifying, and the vine split off a small branch and swept towards the giant hand, and the other vine swept towards a stick of stick.
In a moment, the branch was shattered, broken by the momentum of the giant hand and the stick.
It seems that there are big people fighting for that green light, what is that green light?
This aroused Yang Fan's curiosity, but he was just a phantom and couldn't get close to Qingguang.
"Haha, Bendi said that this bronze mask can only be owned by me." Qing Teng let out a loud laugh.
"Fujizun, thousands of years have passed, and you are still so shameless." A sarcastic voice came from the giant stick.
"Humph!" A feminine snort came from the giant hands.
Suddenly, darkness plunged into the heavens and the earth, and in the distance, a group of knights appeared on the land on black horses.
Suddenly, the scene changes again.
Corpses, blood, broken swords, littered the land.
Yang Fan looked at the dilapidated aura of this land and shook his head, it seemed that the bronze mask had brought a lot of killing.
At this moment, a figure appeared, a pair of black wings revealing his identity, it was a ******, and he held a bronze mask in his hands.
"The thunder from above the Nine Shadows has turned into a tool to deceive the heavens. It seems that this piece of heaven and earth has always been subjected to immeasurable tribulations, and even the thunder tribulations that are loyal to it have changed. The man said to himself.
The screen disappears again, switching to another scene.
A thunderbolt flickered continuously, and the thick clouds cast a layer of fog over the thunder.
Heaven and earth are afraid of color, all of them are undergoing qualitative changes, and a breath that does not belong to the laws of heaven and earth began to emerge, and the thunder light began to curl up, and finally turned into a cyan light and flew to the sky.
The whole world is still changing, and the law is beginning to divide into several pieces, a piece of fairy glow, the warmth of the sky, and a pitch black like ink, which makes people shudder......
There are still many pieces of heaven and earth, and gradually the laws have precipitated and formed continents.
Yang Fan was beside him, looking at the derivation of this piece of heaven and earth, his heart was full of curiosity and a kind of understanding, which was the perception of the origin of heaven and earth.
"Who am I?" A vicissitudes of life sound came from the bronze mask.
When Yang Fan heard this voice, he thought it was an illusion.
"Who am I?" As the voice repeated again, Yang Fan understood that this was not an illusion.
"Senpai." Yang Fan tentatively used his divine thoughts to call out the bronze mask.
But the bronze mask was silent for a moment, and then let out a sigh, "Looks like I've forgotten about myself. The voice did not directly answer Yang Fan's question, but took care of itself.
"Senpai." Yang Fan asked tentatively again.
"Boy, do you know who I am?" The bronze mask was silent for several minutes before finally speaking.
Yang Fan recalled the image in his mind, and he guessed that the bronze mask might be the consciousness of the green vine.
However, Yang Fan didn't say what he thought, who knows if there are traps.
"I don't know the identity of my predecessors." Yang Fan didn't know why the bronze mask appeared in his mind.
"Oh, too, how can you know those things when you're so weak?" There was a hint of disappointment in his voice, perhaps he was really distressed.
I woke up but I didn't know who I was, and I didn't know what I was going to do next.
Yang Fan quietly waited for the bronze mask's next words.
In his heart, he actually wanted to take this mask as his own, after all, in that picture, many strong people in the sky fought for this death.
"Haha, I'm actually a mask." The voice showed a burst of madness.
Is it crazy? Yang Fan had this idea in his heart.
ps:It's not very good lately.,The update of the omission slope will be made up.,But I'm always a novice.,Lack of literary talent and motivation of those predecessors.,I hope readers give a little encouragement.。
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