"Open!"

Like the heavy and thick sound of a giant bell, as soon as Ye Yang's immature voice was changed, the roar moved the whole body, Ye Yang's whole body was taken away in an instant, and the sound of shouting broke out, the rocks in Longmen Mountain began to shake, the earth trembled, and the tourists panicked, but it was so congested that it was difficult to evacuate.

Ye Yang's mind gradually began to blur from sobriety, and the hazy consciousness made Ye Yang feel the situation around him, the trembling of Longmen Mountain became more and more intense, and the Buddha statues in the grotto began to incinerate into ashes at a gentle speed, drifting away with the hot wind.

Is the end of the world? Ye Yang, who is not well-informed, can only make such conjectures with his faint residual consciousness, 2012 has passed, why did this kind of thing happen, could it be that the Mayans' prophecy was wrong in time? Why, why did everything come without warning, Dad! Mother! I'm so uncomfortable!

"Ahh ~~~”

Not a single tear could flow from the corners of Ye Yang's dry eyes, and the hot fire element was scurrying in his body, constantly causing a huge impact on his body and mind, I don't know why Ye Yang's will was so firm, he endured so much pain, and was still fighting against death.

"Boom~"

The mountain collapsed, but Ye Yang couldn't hear the huge sound, but the earth suddenly trembled violently, but it was clear and real, plopping, Ye Yang knelt on the ground with no physical strength, his body was in flames, and it burned bizarrely unconsciously, and the surrounding classmates who had not yet been killed, including Liu Qingqing, all looked at Ye Yang in horror, they were all young, and in this situation, they were all scared to tears.

"Ye Yang, I like you!"

Suddenly, there was another sweet voice, but in the voice, there was panic, hoarseness, and despair; It's just Ye Yang, but he can't hear it

Perhaps, this is a little secret that has been buried in Liu Qingqing's heart for a long time, the youthfulness of the young girl made Liu Qingqing bury this secret deeply, until the end, until the end of life, she had the courage to speak, although death is coming, but her face is still red, but all this is no longer important.

I heard Ye Yang who was struggling with death, and I wanted to say that he heard it, he really heard it, and he couldn't hear any sound from the outside world, except Liu Qingqing's words. He reluctantly let himself laugh, it was a laugh from the heart, he didn't feel that it was all self-deception, Ye Yang was a shy boy who was not good at expressing himself, but he was not a stupid boy without feelings, and now, although he died, he had no regrets.

"Poof~"

That roundworm-like thing, scurrying around in his body, what was the sound before, Ye Yang didn't know, but now he knew that he was finished.

The stone slab under his feet began to break, and the process of breaking lasted less than three seconds, and then the mountain on this side also collapsed, and all the life around him had no ability to resist at all, and was buried alive under the rubble one by one.

Ye Yang was no exception, but the fire, as if suppressed by something, was forced to flee from Ye Yang's body, and a golden rune permanently hovered in Ye Yang's mind, asleep, and his consciousness was exhausted

Dead silence, sound, dust

A touch of strange aura spread out along the rocks, gradually covering the sky above the ruins of Longmen. There is constantly a sneering sound coming out, Longmen Mountain is becoming more and more gloomy, a layer of gray smoke fills the Longmen Mountain realm, looking at it from a distance, like a tomb

batch

Two batches

In the past two days, I don't know how many people have come here to inquire about the reason, or try to exhume the corpses and search for survivors, but they are walking into this realm, contaminated with a thick fog and decaying to death, even if they are wearing high-quality chemical protective suits, it will not help.

No one cares about the realm of the Dragon Gate anymore, and here, it has become a place of death, and a place that is listed as a world-class forbidden place.

Half a month later, when people gradually forgot about this incident, all kinds of bizarre deaths began to occur around Luoyang City, and the scope of the incident continued to expand, and in a month, the death toll was as high as one million.

According to the survivors, they saw the legendary monsters, gluttonous, charming, ghostly, snake-turning, and jealousy, but the survivors' understanding of demon beasts is really not low, otherwise how could they be so easy to identify these demon beasts. As a result, the experts were skeptical of the clues they provided, but had to link the bizarre events to Longmen Mountain.

During the investigation, three months have passed, there is no clue, the death toll has reached 10 million, and the world is panicking.

One night after March, a meteorite flew towards the earth at the speed of light, and when it was connected to the earth, there was no powerful collision, but the oval-shaped meteorite, inclined at an angle of 30 degrees, was safely inserted into the rocks of Longmen Mountain, and the satellite did not detect it, all of this came too suddenly, but three months later, the number of bizarre deaths is no longer so frequent, and many people are attacked by zombie-like creatures, but they are rescued by something unknown, but the world is also undergoing clever changes.

Time flies

A hundred years later, the sun is still shining on this blue realm, but the plates are no longer so fragmented, and the earth seems to be expanding, and here is no longer the planet that people know

Two hundred years later, in the Xuan Realm, a child under the shade of a certain green began to carry out some kind of cultivation that had not yet developed under the guidance of the elders, and their methods were clumsy, and what they could master was far from enough

Five hundred years later, the barren land of Longmen Mountain actually began to grow branches and leaves, and clusters of green rose, but it could not change the fact that this was a forbidden land.

Eight hundred years later, the highest powerhouse in the Xuanli Continent (half of the earth), a high-level Xuanzong-level powerhouse, fell, causing the human race to panic. The balance is broken, and the original authors of the past, those dead human beings, have become necromancy, they have forgotten their original surnames, and they are self-contained, and the other half of the earth is the Necromantic Continent. The Necrons seized the opportunity to encroach on the territory of the Terrans.

Nine hundred years later, Emperor Xuan's strong man died, so that the human race was able to retain one-third of its territory.

A thousand years later, it is already a verdant dragon gate forbidden land, but ushered in an extraordinary day, in the sunset, a beam of Buddha light sprinkled on the huge meteorite, on the surface it seems that nothing has happened, but the meteorite and the bottom of the messy rock, a drop of crystal water, dripping to a certain depth, seems to flow into a remnant body.

The consciousness of the remnant body gradually revived, and gradually awakened, but it seemed that he could not feel his own existence, except for being able to open his eyes and breathe as before, and other things were powerless. Where is this? Awakened consciousness long doubts, the surrounding environment is so dim, dim and impossible to discern.

But the cool drops of water are real, and the consciousness feels sweet, as if the thirsty throat has finally been infiltrated, and the consciousness of the long-term drought and Ganlin has recovered more quickly, I am Ye Yang? The consciousness immediately clarified its identity, but where is this place, why is there a sense of vicissitudes, why can't you feel the existence of the body?

Ye Yang tried to open and close his eyes, but he didn't have any extra senses except for closing his eyes and opening his eyes, could it be that his nerves had already failed to such a serious extent? A faint light in the pupils of his eyes gave Ye Yang a vision, but there was nothing in front of him except for gravel and some miserable white bones. There is not much space left, not to mention a person, even a mouse, and it may not be able to move freely.

Ye Yang tried to move, but he couldn't find a sense of existence, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, what happened to him, the memories of the past have not been erased at all, he remembers the past, just because of this, he is afraid, he is only eighteen years old, but how can he guess that now he is already an old man who has lived for 1018 years. It cannot be said to be alive, to be precise, it is to be dead for a thousand years.

Ye Yang slowly calmed down his mood, he began to think back to the scene when he was killed, everything was so clear, the miserable wails of the tourists seemed to be vivid, although his eyes were hazy at that time, and his ears were almost deaf, but Liu Qingqing's words still echoed in his ears.

"Hehe Qingqing, you are affectionate, I have intentions, but God doesn't want to give me more time, if I Ye Yang can go out, I will definitely go against the sky!"

However, what was left after complaining was only calm, except for loneliness and desolation, there was nothing left in the depths of the rocks.

"Boy, you look lost. It's been all these years, so why bother. Suddenly, a sound was noticed by Ye Yang, he couldn't be sure if he had ears, but the sound did seem to come from his ears, he was surprised, and wanted to twist his body, but the result was still the same, he couldn't move half a step.

"No need to try, you and I are dead corpses, we can't move at all, we can only wait for the dead corpses to rot, and finally disappear forever." The voice sounded again, cutting off Ye Yang's desire to move.

"Dead bodies? Is that really the case? But how long has it been? Ye Yang finally had a ** talk for the first time after sleeping for a thousand years, but Ye Yang was not sure whether it was a mouth or not.

"That's right, it's a dead body, I can't remember how many years, at least seven or eight hundred years."

"Huh? Seven or eight hundred years? Ye Yang gasped.

"Well, it's just that, for some reason, the corpses that are a little far away from us have all rotted many years ago, but I am the only one who remains. I thought it was me here, but I didn't expect it to be you. However, it's really strange that you haven't spoken for so many years. ”

"I've just woken up after all these years"

——

There is no consciousness, but there is no body, presumably the remains that have not corroded yet, and Ye Yang can't be seen, only by the voice can Ye Yang's existence be determined. And Ye Yang also vaguely guessed that he actually had the ability to read corpses, could this be regarded as an exchange between dead corpses and dead corpses?