Just in the joy of Wu Wu, he rejoiced that he had a great opportunity.

When the ghost sent the god to take Yun Yafang of the Yun family's Qin Yazhai as his slave, the sound of the piano in the house had changed.

The galloping horses have gradually retreated, the Jin Ge Iron Horse is weak and sparse, the sky is dark, and the earth has become bloodstained.

The blood moon slowly appeared from the sky, the bleak wind blew slowly, and the entire land was floating with thick blood.

The sun had not yet set, suspended in the west, turning pale.

The sun and the moon shine together into a yellow color.

The battlefield was full of desolation, with stumps and severed arms as far as the eye could see, and rivers of blood flowed slowly along the low ravines.

The sound of the piano is like crying, the sky is thick with clouds, the sky is thundering, and the sun and the moon are hidden.

In the midst of lightning and torrential rain, the world is washed.

Darkness covered the earth, and it was impossible to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

The storm rolls, the sky is full of snow, and it is impossible to distinguish spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The sound of the piano is like crying, as if there are countless silk threads, implicating the world of people's hearts.

Sometimes the starry sky is clear, and the full moon is in the sky.

The cold moonlight sprinkled the land and the stars were dotted.

Countless meteors are passing through at a rapid pace, forming a world of stars.

The east is fish white, and the red sun rises in the east, but it is no longer dark yellow, nor is it blood red.

Rather, it was the beating of the heart in the eastern sky, as if relieved.

The earth lacks green, the seedlings drill out of the earth, everything recovers, and a hundred flowers contend.

At this time, fearlessness seems to have woken up from this war, as if countless years have passed.

He trembled all over in an instant, a kind of power swirled in a meridian, and the meridians of his limbs were like a raging storm, and he secretly thought in his heart, could it be that he had already entered the twelvefold peak of the Tongmai realm, this was too fast!

He consciously entered the dantian, but found that the stone man was sitting cross-legged, the beads on the top of his head were smaller again, and the red light of the beads was getting stronger and stronger.

When the consciousness touched the beads, it was an illusion.

At this time, the scene in the room gradually faded and disappeared, and he was in the dark sky.

Above his head were countless stars, but behind him was a planet with a long band of orange to blue, slowly getting smaller, and he knew that the distance from this planet was gradually fading.

And this planet is the Lingwu Continent.

At this moment, his consciousness was already in the vast sea of stars, rushing above the vast desert space. He seems to have gone through countless years, but he doesn't know where to fly, let alone when he will fly to the end.

The speed of the flight became faster and faster, which he could not imagine, and occasionally a small star appeared not far away, but it grew rapidly and soon became a land. Just like that Lingwu Continent.

He circled the planet for half a circle, but turned in a different direction, and his speed increased again, and he quickly flew into the distance.

He flew over several planets, and after a few planets changed direction, his speed slowed down surprisingly. The scene is becoming clearer, and it is as if it is slowing down.

In every moment, the sword and sword, the scene of war, is almost everywhere. Countless fragments are gradually converging, countless clouds of magic smoke, and countless fragments are gradually turning into spaceships. There are also huge spaceships looming in the distance.

He somewhat understood, it seemed that he was at war with the demons.

The surrounding scene became strange, and the men in golden armor, silver helmets, and silver armor, holding swords in their hands, gradually retreated, and their broken arms grew back into the human body. The blood sprayed in the air gradually shrank back into the human body, and the dead seemed to be reborn.

Then the two sides gradually drifted apart, and he gradually understood

This is not a normal scene at all, it seems that this war is coming in reverse, as if going back in time.

Gradually, he found that this was an area full of war, and he occasionally walked through the artillery fire, and he wanted to dodge through the sword and sword, but his dodge had no effect at all, because he couldn't make any movements due to the strong pressure of the qi. He could only stand still.

The powerful force seemed to crush him at any moment, and he could feel the strength of the other party making him tremble.

If you fight with the other party, any person, just a glance at the eyes, or an outstretched arm, the powerful momentum seems to be able to overwhelm him.

At this time, he saw what it means to be powerful, and the two warring sides, as if no matter how far away he was, as long as his eyes looked at the opponent's engagement, as if they could be suppressed by the opponent's wielding power.

His heart was cold all of a sudden, his recent cultivation had skyrocketed, and he was getting closer and closer to the Foundation Building Realm, and his strength was not far from him. But compared to these, the casual fighting movements of the bodies of the warring parties can make him unable to resist at all.

Secretly said in his heart, cultivating to this realm, I am afraid that I still need tens of millions of years.

Later, he found that the sword had slashed through his body. It turned out that he was still intact and kept going.

At this time, fearlessness is completely stunned, and this is called powerful.

As the place of battle faded away, he looked back and saw that the two sides of the war were gradually converging.

Ahead, there was infinite darkness dotted with stars.

In a trance, the darkness gradually faded, the scene in the room gradually became solid, and his consciousness returned to the hall of the Holy Lord.

Realizing the dantian, he found that the dantian had already begun to have countless strong true qi flowing backwards towards the sea of qi.

Fearless, he was frightened, and when he checked the meridians, he found that he was already the fourteenth level of the meridian realm.

I'll go, what the hell is going on!

The stone man in the dantian sat cross-legged, and the beads were almost half as small.

Suddenly, he noticed that the stone man's two emerald arms had grown much larger.

When he opened his eyes, he was stunned again.

At this time, in the hall, there was a phoenix, which had been Qingluan, not big, but about five feet.

The phoenix's golden-red head and red feather coat flew slowly in the hall, exuding countless starlight, and half of the hall was shining with a golden-red color, flying slowly.

The green luan, the white feather coat, and the phoenix shine together, emitting the light of innocence. Corresponding to the phoenix, it slowly flies around the hall.

The unique blue and red color makes the eyes seem real and illusory.

Yu Qingyin was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, her hands hanging on the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano slowly turned into a milky white mist, as if condensed into substance, diffusing from the piano, and flowing down the hall.

In a trance, I was once again in a special world of piano sounds, where the fog was thick and the clouds were shrouded.

In the sky, there were golden-red phoenixes and blue-white Qingluan, slowly flying around the air.

And around them, there are countless birds, gradually gathering.

There are more and more birds, as if they are innumerable, thousands, it is not enough to describe the number of them. The flight is graceful, and the sound of birdsong gradually rises, but it is impossible to describe the magnificence of this bird's world.

Gradually, the birds dispersed, the sound of the piano was faint, and the sound became lower and lower.

The sound of birdsong gradually thinned out, and at this moment, a voice was heard:

"Red Phoenix, see Molan's seniors!"

"Xiao Feng, see Mo Lan's seniors!"

I opened my eyes in a trance, but I saw the Holy Lord and Xiaofeng bowing down to him, but they didn't look up.

I secretly said in my heart, what are you doing, how can I be Molan? I should be a human being!

Could it be that this Holy Lord and Xiaofeng are hell?