After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

The ghost said wistfully: "Sad, the successor of the Yun clan did not die in my hands. ”

When the ghost and his party came to the blasting site, the thunderstorm anvil had completely disappeared, the sky was clear, and the entire desert had turned into a giant palm print thousands of miles wide, and the yellow sand had been violently scorched by the thunder and had all melted into magma.

The fiery earth is like a sea of blood, jubilant in the coming morning light.

Inside the gurgling and tumbling magma, a tragic figure crawled awkwardly. Leng Qianqiu's body, the tree man, his feet and the vines on his body, were all blown away, and only a half-amputated arm was left in his arms, crawling forward in pain. His head was also blown to the ground, and his eyes, nose, and mouth were insolently flowing with inky liquid.

He whined, crawling towards the mysterious immortal who hung over the lava.

"Help me, save me......" Leng Qianqiu wailed unusually painfully, no longer seeing the cold arrogance that I was the only one at the beginning.

After the mysterious immortal died, carrying an ancient thorn spear on his back, he smiled helplessly: "What can I do to save you, your spiritual source is ruined-"

Before he finished speaking, he noticed something unusual, and immediately looked up at the top of the firmament, and said, "How has it become so hot here today?" ”

After a while, the ghost fell down with the fallen leaves and the cow. The existence of the Mystic Immortals was beyond their expectations.

"You're the caretaker here?" The ghost carefully probed his immortal potential, and his heart was secretly shocked. The strength of this mysterious immortal spirit is not weaker than him at all, and even vaguely surpasses him.

"What's the matter?" The Mystic Immortal said, "I'm also from the human world, and I haven't been here for long. ”

"The human world?" The ghost said cautiously: "There are immortals in the human world, but I don't know it? ”

"You're here to talk to me about this?" The Mystic Immortal said impatiently.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the ghost had no choice but to stop exploring, he turned his face to look at Leng Qianqiu, who was about to die, and then said to the mysterious immortal: "He has this little bit of water and wood spirit left for me to take away, do you have no opinion?" ”

"Please take care of yourself."

Leng Qianqiu, who was crawling in the lava, was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body after seeing the ghost, and screamed while retreating in a hurry: "Don't come here!" ”

However, the ghost ignored it, took off the ancient urn from the back of Kui Niu, and flew towards Leng Qianqiu quickly.

In a few moments, a mutilated, blood-frozen, miserable corpse appeared in the lava. At this point, the four great sub-immortals of the underworld all passed away, and the extinction-level tribulation of the human world was completely over.

However, the remnants of the aura of the four immortals in the underworld have left a foreshadowing of disasters for the human world in the future.

"What's the use of this little aura?" The mysterious immortal felt that the ancient urn held in the arms of the powerful ghost was not ordinary, but he didn't know it.

"It's not about Your Excellency." The ghost said.

"Hey, that kid doesn't seem to be dead yet." At this time, the fallen leaves lingered on the dark clouds that shone with thunder overhead. Li Chengfeng only had a little spiritual source left.

Kui Niu said in a shocked voice: "How maybe?! ”

"There's still a little bit of spiritual source left." The ghost said, "Death is not far away. ”

"Master, look at me, let's break up that thundercloud to avoid another accident." Fallen leaves said.

"You have come here, and you have done what you ought to do, and you have taken what you ought to take." The Mystic Immortal said, "Isn't it time for me to give an eviction order?" ”

The ghost found that this mysterious immortal seemed to want to save Li Chengfeng, he raised his head to look at the dark cloud, and said, "Can Du Cheng be saved like this?" If you really want to save him, you shouldn't let him hurt like this. ”

Li Chengfeng in front of him, not to mention his body, at best, only has a little spiritual source left.

"It was precisely because of his ultimate struggle for survival that I was impressed and moved the idea of saving him."

Kui Niu's eyes widened angrily, and he said in a deep voice: "What if we stubbornly kill him?" ”

The arcane immortal drew his old spear from his back and said calmly, "You can try it." ”

The atmosphere became gloomy and solemn, and the ghost repeatedly examined the thundercloud, and finally snorted coldly: "Let him save!" Unless he is the king of Hades in the ghost gate, otherwise, no one can save this kid. ”

After finishing speaking, he took the fallen leaves and the cow and rushed straight to the sky, leaving the Thousand Souls Realm.

After seeing them separate, the Mystic Immortal looked up at the thundercloud in the sky and sighed, "In the past, how I admired you, and even hated you, and felt that all my luck was taken up by you. You're still so lucky. You fell into the realm of mortality, but you met me, searching the entire starry sky, afraid that I can save you. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and a cyan thunder fire rose up.

…………

In the vague and vague way, there are dim lights, peculiar medicinal fragrances, and quaint smells. There is also a kind of extreme weakness, and the laziness that comes with weakness.

Li Chengfeng's eyeballs rolled under his eyelids for a long time, and finally opened a gap, and saw a vague figure in front of an ancient lamp. The movement of opening his eyes seemed to drain his strength, and he knew that it would only continue for a moment before it was gone.

He fainted again.

This situation continued for a long time, and his soul was finally at peace, and he knew that it was also at peace.

He opened his eyes again, and saw the same dim scene, but this time his knowledge was clearer.

This is like a secret room, surrounded by thick stone walls, and ancient paintings are carved on the stone walls, like some kind of martial arts painting. However, due to the long term of time, many carving depictions have become ambiguous. A figure with his back to him, his hands behind his death, was looking intently at the painting.

Li Chengfeng lay on the stone bed, struggled several times and didn't get up, so he had to lie down and examine the man's back.

It was the back of a young man, eight feet tall, dressed in gray cloth, and not far away leaning on his weapon, an old spear of thorn. On his bare head, in the direction of the back of his head, there was a bunch of small braids that were tied up, and there was a half-covered tattoo on the braid.

After seeing this, Li Chengfeng's eyes widened, and he exclaimed weakly: "Impossible! ”

"Hehe, do you think that your cultivation speed is very fast, and I will be left behind by you, and it will never be possible to surpass you?" The mysterious immortal was not wearing a big hat, and his face was no longer covered, and he turned around with a smile.

There are no eyebrows, a pale complexion, shark-like sharp teeth, and only a face that has matured with the passage of time, and it is not so yin. His mood was different, and his smiling face became smoother. His overall appearance has not changed, and he is instantly recognizable.

When he was eleven or twelve years old, Li Chengfeng knew him.

A dream of Nanke, has always been like a mysterious character.

Li Chengfeng stared at him incredulously, as if he had never seen him clearly.

"It seems that the good fortune of the world is not monopolized by you alone." Yimeng Nanke smiled: "I also seized an opportunity to change my fate. However, I am not a tamer, but a caretaker of the Celestial Tomb. ”

"Are you a true immortal?" Li Chengfeng asked.

"Not bad."

Li Chengfeng sighed a sigh of cool air, now the pinnacle of the Three Realms, a true immortal in the past 100,000 years, is not a ghost, not a green fire crane, not him Li Chengfeng, not Mingyue Min, not Leng Qianqiu, but a dream Nanke that no one would have thought of!

In addition to being shocked, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh, fate is really unpredictable. It can really be said that in the east and west of the river for 30 years, anyone may turn over. Fortunately, he has never had the habit of looking down on people, otherwise he would have been ashamed of his conscience.

"Can't you understand?" At the table of a dream, Nanke picked a lamp.

"Yes."

"I also don't know who used it in the dark." Yimeng Nanke said: "I have an oath with me now, and I can't leave here, but it's useless to leave an empty body to cultivate." But that's when you came. The most infuriating thing is that you are about to collapse the spiritual source, and you can say that there is no one in the sky and the earth who can be saved, and the only source of my green thunder is to fix your spiritual energy. ”

"You're talking about chance." Li Chengfeng said: "You can not save me, although we have a war covenant, but I am no longer your opponent, you have no reason to save me." ”

"That's what I thought too." Yimeng Nanke said: "However, the last palm you used made me sure to save you." After you become a true immortal, there should be a more exciting battle between us. ”

Li Chengfeng smiled slightly and said carefully, "Thank you." ”

"Not necessarily." Yimeng Nanke raised his hand and said casually.

"How did you make such a big change?" Li Chengfeng said: "Did you encounter this opportunity in the Fire Dragon Palace?" ”

There was finally a mystery in Li Chengfeng's heart, Bai Ze's bones were in the Fire Dragon Palace, but when Nan Ke came out of a dream, Bai Ze clearly followed him.

"Not bad." Yimeng Nanke allowed to say: "You went in close, you must have found out, I didn't bring out Bai Ze." ”

"That's—"

"Don't ask, I have an oath to make now, and I can't tell you too much." Yimeng Nanke said.

Li Chengfeng clicked for permission, but he couldn't hold back his curiosity and said, "Are we in the Heavenly Tomb now?" ”

"Of course not." Yimeng Nanke said: "This is the place where I cultivate. ”

"Is the fire in the tomb dead or alive?" Li Chengfeng asked.

Yimeng Nanke took out a small lizard and a piece of thunder spirit stone, put them next to his stone bed, and said: "There is nothing on this planet, I can take out my hand, just this kind of thing, which one do you want to eat?" ”

Li Chengfeng shook his head, and Nan Ke avoided his thesis, looking at the posture, he really couldn't say anything.

"Many myths and legends are true, but many more are just false rumors." Yimeng Nanke said: "Some things are not as simple as you think, and some things are more messy than they seem. ”

Saying the same as not saying it, Li Chengfeng couldn't guess anything from it, and naturally couldn't help but despair, "When can you get out?" ”

"It depends on the guy in the tomb, when to give me the mission."

"That guy is still alive?"

"Sort of."

Li Chengfeng finally got a vague answer.

"You don't have to beat around the bush either." Yimeng Nanke said: "

"txt2016" website: super [100,000] complete book station, mobile phone can directly download txt