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"It's been 100,000 years."

The previous 100,000 years of loneliness were actually very long, almost making him desperate, but the days that awaited him seemed to be longer than the previous 100,000 years.

When he thought of this, Ye Minjun gently tapped the hilt of the sword with his finger bones, and then laughed silently, in fact, during this time, he recovered well, and the aura on his body could even connect those broken bones, but he didn't do that.

He just started the splicing game on the battlefield back then. A formation talisman master, even if he dies, even if there is not a trace of flesh on his fingers, his hands are still so flexible, and he can also use the power of this formation.

Yemin-kun cleaned up the battlefield.

Once upon a time, he stood on a pile of bones. However, the bones underneath, although some of them were attacking him, more of them wanted to escape, and they were destroyed in an instant, destroying Tianyan City, but the monks in this formation were all the top powerhouses at that time, so there were still a few who did not die immediately, but they became the same as mortals, without a trace of aura, and they could not use any magic weapons.

They wanted to escape, desperately crawling out of the formation, but were blocked by the four long pillars, and in the end, they died on the edge of the formation and turned into white bones, still maintaining the posture before they were alive.

When Su Hanjin came in, what she saw was the real scene in the formation, she had seen the skeletons twisted at the edge of the formation, the skeletons that wanted to climb out, but Jin Zhongliang didn't see these at this time, he only saw that the white bones were piled up into a mountain, and on the top of the mountain, there was a tall skeleton holding a long sword, and there was a rusty iron axe stuck in his ribs, and the bones all over his body were scars, and the black bones also showed that he had been poisoned before, but even so, he still stood on top of the pile of bones, although he died but did not fall.

Kim Jong-liang seemed to have seen the scene at that time. Countless people besieged him, and in the midst of the mountains of corpses and blood, he swung his heavy sword again and again, slaying countless enemies, he was covered in wounds, blood stained his clothes, an axe slashed at his ribs, he frowned, and shook the man who wielded the axe.

Although he was alone, the number of besiegers around him was decreasing. There seemed to be a pair of eyes watching them in the distance, watching the dead men frantically attack the man in the array, watching the man laugh wildly. He drained the last drop of blood from his body and finally died of exhaustion.

If it weren't for the previous poisoning, maybe he wouldn't have died. He was framed, betrayed, and Kim Jong-liang could even feel it. The tragedy before his death was that the dragon was trapped in the shallow stream, the tiger fell in Pingyang, and he was a strong man who stood up to the sky and the earth and was killed by traitors, and the heroic soul was not dispersed, and the blood was under the remnant sun. makes that scene more tragic and more shocking.

Kim Jong-liang looked solemn, and he bowed deeply to the white bones that stood tall in the center of the pile. What he didn't notice was. On each of the four stone pillars, a small spar was glowing, and the light was fleeting, even his divine sense could not catch it.

Ye Minjun saw Kim Jong-liang like this. I knew I had used the right trick. Before she said that someone would come to save him, Ye Minjun has been thinking about it. Since it was to save him, that person should belong to the righteous monks, in this case, he naturally can't expose what he did in the past, although that group of people does deserve it, but he Ye Minjun is indeed not a good person, of course, he himself definitely does not think that he is a wicked person, he can only be said to be a casual person.

Feel free to do what you want, how happy you are.

Now that the first step has worked, it is not in vain that he has worked hard to put together bones to improve the formation, thinking of this, Ye Minjun smiled in his heart, but he did not take the initiative to speak.

Kim Jong-liang felt very strange, he only remembered that he was fighting against the person who wanted to persecute Hua Xianle, that person was extremely strong, and every attack hurt him, but he was not willing to retreat, and he did not want to hide in the Tower of Annihilation, just because of the thought in his heart that he did not want to lose again.

He must fight. However, the man's attacks became more and more violent, leaving him in a blur of consciousness, and he only felt that his consciousness was gradually drifting away. All he remembered was the last moment of the sea of fire, which consumed him with the power to destroy everything, and then his consciousness completely dissipated, and when he woke up, he appeared here.

The Afterlife? Could it be that he is dead? Who the hell was that voice just now? Jin Zhongliang's eyebrows tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the person in the formation again, could it be him? His throat moved, and he said in a dry voice, "Senior, is it you?" ”

"It's me." The voice from before reappeared in Jin Zhongliang's mind, and the voice was extremely weak, making his brows lock deeper.

"Senior, how can I get out of here?" Although there was a moment of suspicion before, Kim Jong-liang did not feel that he was dead, he was flesh and blood, he could even feel his own heartbeat, although this body seemed a little weird, but he was indeed alive.

"If you can come here before I dissipate, you will be my destined heir." Ye Minjun sighed, "Boy, come here, come to me." ”

The voice seemed to have a mysterious power, and Kim Jong-liang walked forward without hesitation, stepping on the white bones, climbing up the pile of bones, and he stood in front of the skeleton, meeting its empty eye sockets.

"I don't want my Dao Talisman to disappear like this, but if you want to accept my inheritance, you must also agree to my conditions." Ye Minjun's voice suddenly became heavier, "If you learn my things, you can get out of here, if you can't learn, you will be trapped here forever." ”

Jin Zhongliang's eyes flashed, "I don't know what the conditions of the predecessors are?" ”

"Avenge me!" Ye Min Jun said sharply: "Those betrayers back then, even if they are no longer alive now, I want their descendants to pay it back!" They slaughtered my whole city for profit, and if they did not take revenge, my soul would never find true rest. ”

"Do you promise or not, do you promise or not, do you promise or not!"

The voice echoed in his mind over and over again, each more poignant than the last, and his consciousness was damaged, and for a moment, his face was as pale as paper. Jin Zhong's conscience was shocked, and he blurted out: "I promise you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the skeleton in front of the meeting moved.

He slowly raised his hand, there was no power in that phalange, and he couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations, what was it going to do? Kim Jong-liang looked at it in amazement, and then noticed that its phalanges were pressed against the top of his head.

Kim Jong-liang didn't actually feel any threat, but he felt a little weird. There seemed to be a breeze flowing from that finger bone, so that the injuries he had suffered before slowly healed, and along with that gust of wind, there seemed to be some formation mantras, is this the inheritance?

Jin Zhongliang only felt that he was bathed in a warm sun, and the wind blew it, which relaxed his tense nerves, and made his face gradually bloody, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his smile slowly bloomed.

That warmth reminded him of the past.

He and his little sister put their heads against each other, lying on the grass and looking at the blue sky overhead.

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