"I didn't think he remembered me, I thought that everyone in the world should have forgotten me. ”

Dongyuan said, there was a sense of vicissitudes between the words, precipitating a little sadness, which made people's hearts move slightly.

Jing Tian, indeed, as he said, they have not heard of this name, 300,000 years, I can't imagine that there is still someone who remembers him, this person is still a person from the Holy Land of Shooting the Sun.

"He said that he had an opponent 300,000 years ago, named Jing Tian, who strayed into the evil path and was killed by the Divine Water Holy Land. ”

Leng Ye said again, so that a group of people were stunned, and looked at Dongyuan, Dongyuan was slightly stunned.

"It's all in the past, no need to mention it, now I'm not Jing Tian, but Dongyuan, his protector. Dongyuan said, looked at the closed room in front of him again, and opened the topic.

"My father also said that evil is not necessarily evil, and good is not absolutely good, Jing Tian is a person who is between good and evil, and the Divine Water Holy Land wants to kill him not because he has entered the evil path. ”

Leng Ye said again, so that the eyes of a group of people fell on Dongyuan again, Dongyuan frowned and smiled faintly.

"The past is like smoke, there is no need to mention it, Jingtian 300,000 years ago is dead, and I am Dongyuan now. ”

He said, there was a bit of a sudden feeling, a group of people looked at him, and they didn't do much research, he was not a hunter above the seven stars, but he was able to stay in this heavenly area, which proved that he was tacitly approved by the Guhe Defense Envoy, and the Defense Envoy knew his identity.

A powerful existence that has fallen for more than 300,000 years, but is willing to be Ye Ling's protector, is enough to prove that Ye Ling's extraordinary and sanctified assets may really not be created out of nothing.

"The past is like smoke...... Leng Ye looked at Dongyuan, there was a touch of contemplation in his expression, and he was silent.

The past is like smoke, waving her sleeves away, is it really so open-minded, she doesn't believe it, some things, some things in the past can't be forgotten, even if you really forget, one day you will remember it.

The Sun-Shooting Holy Land was once one of the overlords who ruled the starry sky on the Terran side, how could it be easily forgotten that in the past 300,000 years, in order to revive the Sun-Shooting Holy Land and restore its former glory, too many people have sacrificed, and she may become one of them, but she will not regret it.

"Buzz!"

The void rippled, and a group of people looked at the room in front of them with a blank expression.

An extreme darkness, dead silence, extinction, without a trace of the breath of life, as if even the rules that exist in the endless starry sky are swallowed by this piece of darkness, at a glance, it makes people's hearts chill.

"It's ...... Darkness?" Ling Wu said, looking at the room that was flooded with darkness with a solemn expression.

"Isn't Ling Ye's cultivation the way of space, even if it is not the way of space, it should be the way of the sword, how can this inner world be like this, one side is dark, devouring everything. ”

"Could it be that he has also cultivated other Dao, the Dao of the Sword and the Dao of Space are not his majors?"

"How is that possible?"

......

A group of people looked at the darkness in front of them, their expressions were full of solemnity, and the Dao intent was condensed, converging into the inner world, and stepping into the Dao Martial Arts, all of which were closely related to their respective cultivation Dao.

The way of fire, the inner world is a sea of fire, volcanoes, magma and all other things related to flames, and the cultivation of the way of ice is a glacier and a glacier in the body......

In the same way, if Ye Ling majored in the way of space, the inner world should be full of things related to space, if it was the inner world of the sword, it would be related to the sword, but Ye Ling's inner world was a darkness, a depressing and suffocating darkness, which had nothing to do with the sword and space.

"It's not darkness, I don't feel the breath of darkness in this side of the darkness. Dongyuan said, in a word, so that the eyes of a group of people fell on him, and their expressions were slightly condensed.

One side is dark, but there is no dark breath, what will it be, a group of people looked at the room with solemn expressions.

In the room, Ye Ling sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, a dead darkness surged around, in the sea of souls, the gate of hell appeared, and Ye Ling's consciousness seemed to sink into the world behind the door.

In a world where there was no space, no time, and even no rules, Ye Ling stood in the void, his eyes were empty, and his body seemed to have turned into a part of this darkness.

There is no space, no time, no starry sky, no rules, and there is endless darkness.

Ye Ling's inner world was a hell, and when Ye Ling wanted to choose a Dao to condense the inner world, a force pulled Ye Ling's divine consciousness into this hell.

This is not a real hell, it is like a corner of hell, which was cut down by someone, as if he was waiting for the moment when Ye Ling stepped into the Emperor Martial Realm, so that this corner of hell would turn into Ye Ling's inner world.

There are too many ways of Ye Ling's cultivation, the way of space, the way of the sword, and the way of the soul...... Perhaps the only inner world that can carry so many Dao is hell, where all things can be stored and all things can be destroyed.

Long!

Ye Ling opened his eyes, and there was a suffocating darkness in his pupils, and it took a long time to return to normal.

The darkness dispersed, the door opened, Ye Ling stepped out of the room, the eyes of a group of people outside the room fell on him, their eyes were full of solemnity, Ye Ling looked at a group of people, and smiled faintly.

"It's all here, just right, I have something to say, so I don't need to call you all over. ”

Ye Ling said, seeing Leng Ye, he was slightly stunned, Leng Ye looked at Ye Ling with a solemn expression.

"Have you broken through?" she asked, there was an indescribable and inexplicable discoloration in her eyes, Ye Ling looked at her, a smile appeared on her face, she nodded, the breath on her body was slightly revealed, and a breath of emperor overflowed.

"Lucky breakthrough. ”

"Boom!"

A void collapsed, and Leng Ye's body was surging with a terrifying aura, looking at Ye Ling, with a look of battle intent on his face.

"In a battle with me, if you win me, I will give you a great gift, and if you lose, I will kill you. ”

She said, making Ye Ling stunned, Dongyuan, Ling Wu, Lei Xiao and others were all stunned.

Although they all knew that Ye Ling also had a hundred-year covenant with Cold Night, they didn't expect that Cold Night would be so direct, she stood here before Ye Ling broke through, and she directly challenged as soon as she broke through.

And it's not an ordinary martial arts competition, but a battle of life and death, if you lose, kill you, this is to divide life and death, it stands to reason that there is no grudge between Ye Ling and Leng Ye, it shouldn't be like this.

A group of people looked at Leng Ye, all of them with puzzled faces, not knowing what Leng Ye meant.

"Don't you dare?" Leng Ye said again, walked out slightly, and there was a faint phantory figure standing behind him, and a group of people were shocked, looking at this phantom, their souls trembled.

"Saint blood!"

A group of people exclaimed, their faces full of solemnity, looking at Leng Ye, but they didn't expect Leng Ye to directly use the power of blood.

(End of chapter)