At this moment, several retainers also jumped onto the container, and the long knife in Xiao Chen's hand turned into a huge shadow, slashing at those retainers like crazy.

But the wounds seemed to shrink in an instant, and the wounds on their bodies were only oozing a faint trace of blood.

The ram Moqu rolled over and jumped onto the alien bones on Xiao Chen's body. The glass bone was cut off by him with a knife, and it was extremely cold.

Xiao Chen snorted, took off the long knife in his hand, and slashed straight at the ram Moqu.

The yin and yang pupils shone brightly in an instant, and his pupils gradually turned gilded, as if absorbing a kind of power.

"Up. Ram Moqu had already killed his red eyes, he shouted, and suddenly, all the retainers of the Xiao family rose up one after another.

Xiao Chen didn't move, he knelt on top of the container, and the different bones behind him were cut off one by one, fell from the container to the ground, and disappeared.

For a moment, he seemed to have lost his pain, he couldn't hear the shouts of those retainers, he couldn't hear the sound of swords, he seemed to be separated from this world.

"Kill him. Ram Moqu shouted.

At that moment, everyone heard a dragon groan.

What kind of chant is that, with the surging power of antiquity, as if it is a king from the sky, looking at the world, but with a touch of gentleness, almost breaking through everything in the world.

Lin Weicheng, who was standing outside Baigang, was stunned, he seemed to have returned to that era, the era when there were dragons, and he saw a man in black clothes and black robes standing on an extremely high wall, with golden pupils and white hair, as if overflowing with a kind of light.

Behind him were strange bones, golden strange bones, and countless dragons prostrate on the ground, letting out a dragon groan of submission.

The person who stands on the broken wall is the real king, and the whole world is subjugated to it.

Lin Weicheng frowned slightly, he also had an urge to prostrate, he wanted to kneel, kneel in the sound of the dragon. Kneel at the feet of the man.

Lin Weicheng saw the white, clear bones stretching out from Xiao Chen's back, ten different bones, one by one pierced the container, and then, he saw the sea, the sea roared, setting off huge waves, the sky suddenly turned into a brilliant color, hundreds of colors converged on this sky, beautiful and weird.

He slowly stood up, he was no longer Xiao Chen, there was a white skeleton covering his face and arms. Xiao Chen couldn't see everything in front of him.

He saw the towering city walls of the clouds, the huge carved bell of the Holy Sect, and the huge statue of the sage, and he saw the man standing on the tower, richly dressed, wearing a brilliant crown and a white cloak, looking down at him, his eyes were complicated, with a deep sadness but extremely firm.

He heard the dragon's wail, and he quickly turned his head, and the black-robed man standing under the city swung his sword and killed himself, his blood staining his long sword red, and then he saw the blazing flames, which almost engulfed it all, leaving only the skeleton of the huge dragon. He heard the wails of countless dragons, and the roars of rage.

He suddenly had an inexplicable emotion in his heart, sad and desperate, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

For a moment, he didn't know whether this emotion was his own emotion or the emotion of the person who was holding the sword and killing himself.

He's that person, or that person is him.

Strength, everyone felt the power that looked at the heavens and the earth, and the ram Moqu hurriedly retreated, but the brilliance shrouded, and he felt that his body was almost eroded by that powerful force, and turned into white bones little by little, he screamed, but disappeared in this blazing sun.

Shen Bifu stood up, his eyes looked straight at the empty audience, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with Sir?" Shen Bifu's apprentice and several masters who accompanied him hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Nothing. Shen Bifu reached out and held her forehead.

The dragon groaned, the dragon groaned, something woke up.

He left the rehearsal actors behind and went straight upstairs.

Ouyang Yin was frowning, he looked at the strange sky at White Harbor, and did not speak.

At the same time, it was snowing unusually heavily in the vast wilderness of the north, and a tribe was migrating, and the man in white robes and clown makeup raised his head and stared at him. He looked at the wasteland-like sky and burst into tears.

"Uncle Clown, what's wrong with you?" asked the little girl who followed him in a low voice, wrapped like a dumpling.

"There was an old man who woke up. The clown smiled. I've waited five hundred years, he said to himself in a low voice.

"Uncle Clown, what did you say, who woke up?" asked the little girl.

Xiao Chen fell from the container.

"Quick, go over, protect Xiao Gongzi. Lin Weicheng ordered.

However, many of the Xiao family's retainers have been turned into powder, and those who did not die were also seriously injured.

"Help Xiao Gongzi get into the car. Lin Weicheng shouted. Several Lin retainers carried Xiao Chen into the car.

In the vast north, the heavens and the earth are almost the same color, the same pale and barren, and the tent is burning with fire.

The man in the white robe knelt on the ground, his face was covered with rich makeup, a star on the left side of his face, and a sun on the right face, and he had thick red lips, and he always looked smiling and amusing.

"Dear Niu Lu Ezhen, I'm here to ask you for my resignation. The white-robed man said respectfully.

"Joker, your tricks and performances have brought us endless joy, where are you going?" asked the leader of the northern tribes, who was sitting on a high seat.

"I'm going to look for someone, he's back. The man in the white robe folded his hands over his chest.

"Is it the clown's old friend?" Niu Luzhen asked.

"Yes, it's just that we haven't seen each other in years. The clown said respectfully.

"In that case, we won't stay, but please wait until the snow has passed. Niu Lu really stood up, his hands folded.

"Dear Niu Lu Ezhen, I must leave immediately. The clown's voice was more firm than ever.

"Then let God bless you with a smooth journey. Niu Lu said really.

The clown saluted, stood up, and walked into the vast snow, he raised his head and looked at the pale sky, every time such a misty snow fell, he would think of the past five hundred years, the vicissitudes of life, passing before his eyes, and time finally stopped at the fragment of the man killing himself under the city, his body turned into a huge keel, and his soul dissipated. He was left alone in this lonely world like snow, wandering here for five hundred years.

He had been looking for his reincarnation, and it seems, he had found it.