Mengjun's face was calm and colorless, silently staring at the faces of the beings in front of him, fiddling with the token in his hand that exuded a fantasy color, "This is a demon in the heart, and it is also an opportunity." The seventeen-year-old Emperor Wu has legendary combat power. Can you untie the knot?"

Nangong Fan stepped forward step by step, and even touched the edge of the light mask.

Everyone was dragged by the light mask and suspended in mid-air, stagnating at the junction of the sea of stars and the top of the mountain, if Nangong Fan stepped out of the light mask in this state, he would definitely be crushed to pieces, and there would be no place to bury him.

A milky white passage appeared in front of Mengjun, and the majestic ancient city wall could be faintly seen, stretching for thousands of miles, with no end in sight.

The walls are towering, connecting the sky and the earth below, and I don't know what kind of race it would take to defend against such a magnificent wall.

Mengjun looked at Nangong Fan's movements with his peripheral vision, and watched Nangong Fan stretch out his right foot and slowly step out of the range of the light mask.

As soon as he poked out, a fierce hurricane blew, and the cloth shoe on Nangong Fan's right foot shattered in an instant, floating in the void without a trace.

Nangong Fan's right foot was covered with blood stains, and brown blood drilled out of the blood stains, spilling onto the ground with the hurricane.

The flesh and blood of the right foot were split in an instant, leaving only a snow-white but tough skeleton, which was still stubbornly resisting the wind under the faint membrane.

Mengjun glanced at the channel in front of him with a faint suction, and a trace of spiritual power with the same fantasy color as the token emerged from his palm.

The token shot out from Mengjun's hand, suspended in mid-air, and the light swelled, stabilizing the passage in front of him.

"It's so heavy killing intent, so heavy demonic nature. What the hell did he go through? It seems that he can't get out. Mengjun shook his head and muttered softly, glancing at Chen Ming's twelve, "These twelve people actually have demonic nature hidden in their bodies? Liberation from it is not suffering. ”

Mengjun shook his head and stepped out in one step, ready to pull back Nangong Fan, who had already stepped his entire right leg out of the light mask, although it would be a lot of harm to Nangong Fan, but it was better than Nangong Fan falling into an illusion and not being able to extricate himself, or even losing his life because of it.

"I knew I wouldn't let them go through this. Mengjun had a slight headache, he was ready to send a creation that was difficult to find in this world, but Nangong Fan was trapped in the illusion and couldn't extricate himself.

As soon as Mengjun took a step, a great impact rushed from Nangong Fan's direction.

Nangong Fan seemed to have become a source of light that lit up with infinite brilliance, and even the faint solar brilliance in the sky was completely obscured by it.

Milky white, cyan, brown, and red rays of light shot out from Nangong Fan's body, reflecting each other in the void.

Mengjun's eyes were full of unconfidence, what did he see?

A flower without petals that looks like a withered flower, but it is like the center of the world, and time and space seem to revolve around it.

A cluster of cyan beating flames, shaped like lotus flowers, the cyan light was extremely warm, with a faint fragrance, even the old wounds he had deposited ten years ago were slowly healing under it.

A brown and majestic shadow, wrapped in the skin of a nameless animal, with a resolute face, eyes full of endless majesty, and a huge battle axe on his back, like an emperor who wants to conquer heaven and earth.

A cluster of red cold flames, although it looked inconspicuous under the light of the first three, its appearance, even the sunlight from outside the sky seemed to dim a little, and the entire light mask seemed to be plunged into frost, and there was no trace of heat.

There was also an extremely pale black dragon roaring in the sky.

The corners of Mengjun's mouth twitched, where did this little guy in front of him come from? Could it be that there is a whole zoo in his body?

Nangong Fan faintly heard someone calling his name, his voice was very chaotic, as if there was more than one person, this voice had appeared countless times in his dreams, but he couldn't remember whose voice it was.

The pace of walking forward paused slightly, and he saw a hint of banter hanging on the corner of Kurosawa's mouth standing in the middle, without a trace of ruddy mouth slowly opening, and without the slightest sound coming.

But Nangong Fan strangely understood what he was saying to himself.

"I'll wait for you. ”

The picture in front of me was covered with countless cracks.

Kurosawa's smile was strange and rampant, like a demon god dancing.

Kurosawa's weird smile slowly disappeared as the rift slowly disappeared, but it was deeply rooted in Nangong Fan's heart and could not be forgotten.

Wait for me, what are you waiting for me?

Nangong Fan had doubts and deep vigilance, he always felt that the reincarnation seal of his cultivation seemed to have some kind of deviation, and he had become a refinement.

It seems that there are demons lurking in the body. He will be dragged into hell at any time, and he will never be able to live beyond his life.

There was a feeling of pain in his right foot, which pulled Nangong Fan back to reality, Nangong Fan looked at the light mask that was close at hand, and looked at the bottomless cliff below through the light mask, his face couldn't help but turn white, like a frightened rabbit, and immediately jumped back.

This is not just the alternation of the sea of stars and the planets, which is mixed with chaotic space, and the bones are left without bones and a place to bury the dead.

The different phantoms on Nangong Fan's body dissipated as he woke up.

Nangong Fan's awakening seemed to have a chain reaction, and the twelve Chen Ming woke up from the illusion one by one.

"Congratulations. Mengjun's faint voice pulled the confused people back to reality.

Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling the faint suction around him without words.

He was still thinking about what kind of evil he had fallen into, as if he knew that after the Black Family was destroyed, his mind had not been pulled back on track, and he had been on the verge of madness and collapse.

Mengjun is not angry when he sees that no one is paying attention to him, here you can explore the deepest impression in everyone's heart, no one likes to be so tempted, everyone is like a hedgehog, always thinking of guarding themselves firmly in the lonely city, whoever wants to see through them will be violently counterattacked.

"Come with me. Mengjun glanced at the people who were gradually calming down, put on a gentle smile, and took the lead towards the stable passage of the token.

Nangong Fan watched Mengjun's figure slowly disappear in front of the passage, feeling the strong aura in the space within the passage.

The aura on the top of this mountain has almost reached an extreme, and the aura that is illusory and melted into the air is visible to the naked eye and within reach, but this vigorous aura is only overflowing from the passage, and the aura in the space connected by the passage can be imagined.

Nangong Fan waited until Mengjun completely disappeared from sight before nodding slightly at Chen Ming's twelve, "Follow me." ”

"Yes. ”

Nangong Fan walked towards the passage in one step, and disappeared before the passage in the blink of an eye, and twelve mermaids rushed in.

The token in the void trembled slightly, and the light mask that shrouded everyone just now was frantically retracted, and was completely absorbed by the token, turning into a streamer that followed everyone into the passage.

The passage then closed, as if no one had ever come.

The wurm, who was dozing near the top of the mountain, gently flipped its bloated body, revealing the bright crystals hidden by it underneath, opened its fist-sized pupils slightly, glanced at the top of the mountain suspiciously, and closed its eyes and snored.

It spends its days like this, and if it can dominate the Nether, who wants to soar to the Upper-Realm to be a pony?

It just wants to live a leisurely life of eating, sleeping, sleeping, and eating.

It's a pity that he can't suppress the energy in his body anymore, and he may fly to the upper realm that he hates and fears at any time.

......

Familiar spatial fluctuations, enveloping the whole body.

Nangong Fan no longer had the slightest discomfort and freshness, and calmly watched a milky white ball of light wrap himself and go to that distant place.

It seems like a long time, or maybe it's just a moment.

The tremor of the space disappeared, and there was a sense of groundedness again.

Nangong Fan stood at the front, looking around, and behind him were the twelve Chen Ming people who were crooked.

The sky is filled with a variety of colors, making the blue sky look beautiful.

Guanghua is like a strange bird flying in the sky, with an indescribable spirituality.

A spacious avenue, the trees on both sides of the avenue, in Nangong Fan's opinion, are even bigger than the giant peak of Tongtian that he saw just now, and he can't see the top at a glance.

The city walls in the distance are continuous, and you can feel the simple and majestic atmosphere from afar, and the mighty ones come from afar.

Just by looking at the city, two words appeared inexplicably in Nangong Fan's heart.

"Dream Killing".

It's like a kind little old man painting between his minds, and the two words that come out of the writing are clearly visible, but they have an inexplicable charm.

There are potholes on the avenue, like hills blocking the way.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched.

He had the feeling that he had become a small ant, and accidentally came to the land of giants, at a loss, and at a loss.

Because he looked at it for a long time, there was a huge footprint faintly in the pothole.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but stomp his feet, and there was not a trace of dust stained.

This is not a place for people of his realm, and perhaps the ordinary residents of this city are much stronger than him.

It's just a bare giant tree, a lifeless ancient city.

Everything is just fantasy.

This is just a lonely city left out of the history books, maybe it once had a name that resounded in the sky, maybe it once had a glory that mortals can only look up to, maybe it was the faith of countless people.

And now, it's just an isolated city, an isolated city without the slightest bit of life.

"I can't see the sun, and I don't know why this sunlight is so poisonous?" Zhuziyou touched the sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, he felt that he could lose twenty pounds by staying here for a day, and he couldn't help but touch his round belly pitifully, he couldn't bear this majestic figure.

Nangong Fan looked up at the sky, all kinds of brilliance seemed to be within reach, and it seemed to be separated by countless time and space, he wanted to grab a touch of brilliance, but he knew that in this place, it was a question whether he could jump a meter or not, let alone fly up to the sky to grab the brilliance that danced rapidly in the sky.

"It's such a beautiful day!" the rabbit's eyes lit up, and girls are always powerless to resist beautiful things.

"That's where I got my legacy. Mengjun's voice came, "The ancient bunker in front of you is called 'Dream Killing', which has left a great name in the ancient period of the Terran race, and is one of the bridgeheads of the Terran war period. ”

Nangong Fan tilted his head slightly, "It's the ancient period." ”

Mengjun was slightly stunned, this monster's brain circuit seemed to be a little abnormal.

"Ancient times were the era of gods and demons, in ancient times, the demon race was outstanding, in the Middle Ages, the human race led by the first generation of human emperor 'Yandi Xuanyuan' began to rise, and in ancient times, it was the human race that dominated, and the Three Realms were first opened, and the war that swept the Three Realms began. In the same way, the ancient period was the period when the human race surged with the most power. Nangong Fan didn't know why he was so serious, but he just thought about it, he was familiar with the history of the human world, and he still knew these general directions by heart.

After all, when I was a child, I listened to all kinds of stories and fell asleep, and when I was older, I realized that those were not stories but historical truths, he respected history, and did not want history to change.

Instead of indulging in the merits of the ancestors, the eyes are full of the great prosperity of the human race.

When everyone in the human race forgets the history of the struggle of their race, without that spirit, is the human race still a strong race in the Three Realms?

Maybe they will only be like the orcs who can't find their own direction, so they can only go with the flow, and gradually become a race that once commanded the main continent in history.