This Prayer is an unusual person, his soul has stepped through a distant time and space to the present day, thousands of years later, and once again breathes the air of mortal dust mixed with evil desires. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info There was a smart smile on his face, like a new rain in the empty mountains, and there was not the slightest haze in sight, even though he had been struggling in the darkness for thousands of years.

Xiu Liumo's mind kept flashing with legends about the ancient gods of the Divine Descent Dynasty, his ancestors looked for the bones of one of the Yuting clans with remorse, regardless of life and death, and finally disappeared into the vast world, and the descendants of the Divine Descent Dynasty never found his trace again. "How do you know about my ancestor Xiu Wuling?"

He laughed unscrupulously, the originally delicate flowers in his hand were crushed by him, he raised his arm, and the remnants of the flowers in his hand fell with the wind, and he didn't know where it was going.

"Xiu Wuling, how can I forget, I hate to break his body into thousands of pieces, deboned and eaten meat." He let out a contemptuous laugh. "The descendants of the Feather Court are really merciful, and they have allowed the remnants of the Divine Descent Dynasty to survive to this day."

Xiu Liumo's whole body began to tremble, and he began to confirm that this person was not his prayer now.

"You...... It is the founding king of the Feather Garden. His voice was a little unsteady, and he stared up at the high place with great eyes, and listened to his laughter that he didn't know joy. How could you ......? ”

"You mean how I ended up in this body? This body contains the millions of undead in the Xun River, and I am naturally in this body. All the undead here hated Xiu Wuling to the core, and he brutally killed the Yuting Manchus, even the infant children. I helped him to ascend to the throne of God, and he repaid me in such a way, so I took the throne back from his hands, and let him wander like a lost dog, and let him watch his people tortured to death one by one, and it was a wonderful feeling. Although he said cruel words, his expression was very calm, too quiet to be disturbed by anything. He had an elegant smile on his face, as if telling a beautiful story. To be able to resemble what kind of scene it was at that time, and what kind of pain it had to go through for a person to take pleasure in killing, he was heartbroken and numb.

"He came to you, alone, through thousands of mountains and rivers, and through many hardships just to die by your side." Xiu Liumo hurriedly defended his ancestor.

"I'm not rare." The Shadow Phoenix replied lightly, and then he looked at Xiu Liumo with a pale face with a smile. "What did you say so much, and what you want to ask most is actually about this kid, right?" The Netherworld pointed to his chest.

“…… Where is he? ”

"Didn't you hear the words of the sacrifice that lifted the seal? Life after life, eternal reincarnation, of course he will go to hell. The Shadow Phoenix showed a look of pity, blinked his beautiful eyes, covered his mouth and yawned, he wanted to sleep.

Being born as a yin spirit and being able to bask in the warm sun again is already a great gift from heaven. He looked at Xiu Liumo's unbelievable despair and thought of Xiu Wuling, but he was never sure what he looked like. It turned out that he had forgotten what he looked like, but it was a pity that there was no good memory worth remembering between them. Time flies, thousands of years in a blink of an eye, people die like lights go out, for so many years, he has always felt indebted to the Yuting clan who died in vain. He looked up at the sky, his hand blocking the glare of the sun, warm and dangerous.

There was a roar from the altar, startling a mountain of birds. The Shadow Phoenix sighed twice, and then felt the earth tremble in panic. The young disciple began to panic, once the Jizo Sand Ghost moved, the place of a hundred miles would also be destroyed in one fell swoop, and there was nowhere to escape.

This is actually just a sneeze from the Jizo Sand Ghost, the Dark Phoenix has always treated the Jizo Sand Ghost as a huge pet, if it makes it uncomfortable, it will be emotional, but his emotions are often accompanied by the collapse of mountains and rivers, mountain fires burning forests, and rivers bursting embankments. Now that the Jizo Sand Ghost has moved, it is only a matter of time before it awakens.

The moon in the dark supported the sick Yang Heng and walked slowly, although his steps were vain and his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely tenacious. "Luo'er." Yang Heng's voice was still a little low, low and weak. He felt a different kind of aura emanating from the cold fall, which made his weak heart restless, but the cold fall he saw was not the slightest different, calm as water. The Shadow Phoenix glanced at the two descendants of the Styx Clan, and when he saw the white head of the young man of the Stygian Yang Heng, his vision began to become empty, and his dull eyes had a wooden expression, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

"Senior......." Styx Yang Heng called the Shadow Phoenix, in fact, it was a little awkward to ask him to call his predecessors to his father. The body of the Shadow Phoenix shrank for a moment, and retracted its mind under the gaze of the Stygian Yang Heng.

"Your body has suffered a backlash, and your spiritual blood has leaked out, and it is no longer suitable to continue to stay in this mortal world where turbidity is flourishing. You will have the power of prophecy, but your body will weaken, and the turbidity of the mortal world will invade your body, and you will soon die. The Netherworld solemnly admonished. Yang Heng was stunned, he patted the arm that was holding him with the sudden force of the moon and then showed a relieved smile.

But the moon in the dark and the cold fall in the dark are the whole heart with a crisp sound, and it can't be calm.

“…… The senior ......: "The search of the moon in the underworld was stopped by the Underworld Phoenix before it could be spoken. "Do you know the source of all this cause and effect?" He paused for a moment before speaking. "It is only because of the excessive evil desires of human beings that the aura between heaven and earth has dissipated, causing the gods to fall and the phoenix unable to be reborn, so there is this disaster that has lasted for a thousand years." He took a few steps forward and looked up at the sky. "You can only survive if you go to a place where the spirit is strong."

The place where the aura is strong makes the cold fall think of a place. "Ride the phoenix."

"Indeed, the aura on the top of the phoenix is far more prosperous than other places." Therefore, Chengfengding will become the holy place of Yuting, and outsiders are forbidden to enter, just to maintain the purity of Chengfengding.

"Chengfengding is indeed a pure place, but it can't save life, it just delays the time of turbidity invasion, which is why each generation of Chengfengding sacrifices will die at a young age. Only by going to Yuting Mountain can you save your life. "Stygian Yang Heng doesn't care too much about his own life, he thinks that he is a sinful body, and he has no right to enjoy the holy spiritual power of the phoenix top. It's just that it reminds him of the Dark Moon, who hasn't woken up yet.

"Dare to ask the seniors, is it because of why the imperial brother has not woken up yet?" There was a strong sense of unease on his face. The Shadow Phoenix stared into his eyes for a long time before shaking his head and saying.

"That's not what caused him to fall unconscious, he was severely injured before he came here."

Why is that? Brother Huang, he's injured? ”

"Because of the grandmother's blood jade, the original body of the grandmother's blood jade was originally an ordinary stubborn stone, which needed to be cultivated with blood. To cultivate blood jade, it is inevitable to consume a large amount of spiritual blood, resulting in a lack of blood and qi, and the damage cannot be recovered for a long time. ”