Those dragons couldn't tell whether they were real or illusory, they weren't very big, but they were really numerous, overwhelming, occupying the entire void, and the black pressure was enveloping her, shaking her head a little numb. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, suddenly in the middle of the demonic power platform, the little black snake flew out and stood beside her, growing in the wind, thick and about hundreds of zhang, swinging his head and tail, opening his mouth to devour the countless dragons, like the wind and clouds, sweeping away the dragon shadows in the sky.

And its body also began to change rapidly, molting, giving birth to claws, wandering through the void, with the power of thunder and lightning.

This is a dragon?!

Luo Yan looked at the little black snake blankly, it shouldn't be a black dragon, and vaguely seemed to understand something.

After the black snake completed the entire transformation, it stood in the void and looked at Luo Yan, and the expression of the black snake demon appeared in its eyes again.

"I'm finally back, and you're all that's left."

"This is your home?" Luo Yan heard the meaning of its words.

"I am the guardian here, and I will go through the calamity with you when the immortal gate is opened, and now I am full of calamity."

"Follow me through the tribulation, can you make it clear."

"You're lost." The black dragon sighed softly, "No one can help you, unless you think about it yourself." I'll take you to the next floor. ”

"Wait!" Luo Yan suddenly remembered the first time he entered the time of time, and he also saw a black dragon in the battle with the black skeleton, "Is that you?" ”

The black dragon's expression flashed with a hint of surprise, and he nodded slightly.

"It's me."

"Then this is the time of time, that gray world?!"

"Let's go to the next floor." The black dragon didn't say much, shook his head and turned around, and hidden.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Listening to the last words that the black dragon said to her, the void twisted again, and she was already standing on the fifth floor, and she saw the gray world again.

It turns out that the gray world is on the fifth floor.

The veil of memory seemed to lift a corner, but Luo Yan still couldn't see the whole picture.

She slowly flew into the gray world, this time she came to the big hall with a familiar car, the walls of the hall were full of Taiyi scriptures, dense, and now when she saw it, she understood a lot.

She created it!

Luo Yan was stunned by his thoughts.

"You're here."

The voice behind him sounded, and Luo Yan didn't need to look back to understand who it was.

"This is not my past, why do you say that?"

Luo Yan turned his head to see that the masked man he had seen in the Flower of Time was standing not far away.

"I'm the guardian here, you're the master here, what's wrong with me saying that." The masked man said and looked at her, "You still haven't remembered?" ”

"Yes, I didn't. The guardian I saw before said that I was the master of this place, but I can't remember it. ”

"You'll get up, you'll remember when you get to the twenty-fourth floor." The masked man turned and walked outside.

Luo Yan followed.

"This is the birthplace of the Delicate Heart, do you remember?"

Luo Yan shook his head.

Although she had seen the origin of Linglong's heart in the glory of time, it was not what she remembered.

"You've been lost for too long."

The masked man sighed softly.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with that, at least you'll feel real on the outside."

Luo Yan was shocked.

"You also think the outside is real?"

"I don't know. Because if you know it, the rules of heaven and earth will collapse. I'll take you to the next floor. ”

"You're here, it's a return, not a breakthrough, remember!"

Before Luo Yan could speak, the void distorted, the entire gray world disappeared, and when all the scenes were reorganized, what Luo Yan saw was the remaining buildings, the towers and the immortal mountains, but there were more voices, and there were singing.

A little girl sat in the clouds, smiling at her from afar.

When Luo Yan saw the little girl, her head was like a stone falling into the water, stirring up countless ripples, and countless memories came one after another, and many emotions such as happiness, happiness, joy, pain, sadness, despair, etc., instantly overwhelmed her.

……

The sky was gray, and the whole world was drowned in a torrential rain.

Yang Han used True Yuan to avoid the rain, his divine sense unfolded, the sky was boundless heavy rain, and the ground was an endless silt swamp, even if there was a rain wash, it also exuded a burst of rotten and rotten smell, and a dojo was impressively displayed in the silt swamp!

The dojo exudes an ancient aura in the rain, and on the broken jade square stands a huge statue of a woman, dressed in a simple white robe, standing there, looking up at the sky, stepping on a blooming white lotus, grabbing the sky with one hand and holding a lotus flower in the other.

Her appearance is beautiful, her expression is indifferent, and her eyes reveal a kind of vicissitudes of time.

Is this the seventh floor?

Yang Han stood in front of the statue of the woman, looked and looked around.

Previously, he had experienced the starry sky of the first building, followed by the Nine Formations of the Altar, the Facelings, the Chess of Rules, the Shadow of the Dragon, and the Ashen World.

Every level exhausted his cultivation before he broke through, but fortunately, every time he passed a level, no matter how many injuries he suffered, he could heal and stand in the next level intact.

Every building, as long as it is broken, you can see the starry sky, and the power of the stars will be transformed into true yuan and cultivated.

It's just that there has never been a building that rains like the seventh, how can this be broken?

He scanned the statue with his senses, found nothing, and walked deeper into the square, when suddenly, in front of the square, a thin arm stretched out from a waterhole, grabbing it towards the sky, he was startled, and subconsciously paused, and saw that these arms became boundless.

What is it!

He stepped back a few dozen feet, and when he looked again, he seemed to see the owners of those arms, countless faces looming, their expressions of pain and despair, as if they were silently speaking to him.

"We want to be free!"

"We want to be free!"

"We want to be born again!"

"We're going out!"

The poignant narration gradually turned into a roar, exploding in Yang Han's mind, it was the sound of countless people connected together!

Yes!

Yang Han fell to his knees in pain, those voices converged into a big ding, he saw the blood of countless people flowing into the big ding, a woman who couldn't see her face clearly was suffering in the big ding, and suddenly a lotus flower bloomed in front of him, and all the scenes disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, there were no arms, no faces of pain and despair, no roars, only rain, and the ruined jade square.

Only then did he realize that what he had just seen was nothing more than an illusion.

Gasping for breath for a while, Yang Han felt a little prostration, the scene just now made him feel like he was also one of them, his blood was drained, he waited with those people, waiting for freedom and liberation, and rebirth!

Countless years, there is no end, their will gradually decays, they are no longer unwilling, and they have gathered into a great resentment to the sky!

Thinking of this, Yang Han's heart was desolate, why did those people dedicate everything they had?

He thought of the lotus flower, and looked back at the statue, which was unsurprisingly held in the woman's palm, silently washed by the rain.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the woman was somewhat similar to Luo Yan.

……