This ancient temple has stood here for a long time.

When I raised my eyes, I saw that the cobwebs at the foot of the eaves had fallen layer after layer, the rotten wooden doors soaked in the rain, the green moss growing on the green steps, the white bones of the broken ancient trees like skeletons around me, and the layers of annual rings had long been worn away by time.

Occasionally, a few faint crows, coming from the forest, approached the ancient temple, as if they had been grabbed by the neck, fluttering, turning into a blood mist in an instant, drifting away from heaven and earth, leaving a terrible scream.

The ancient temple has stood for 10,000 years, and all the scenery is cold. And today, the lifeless ancient temple has ushered in an uninvited guest.

The king with the golden crown on his head came from nowhere, and everywhere he walked, the dead trees sprouted, the purple and red bloomed all over the place, and the earth rejuvenated.

He sneered in front of the ancient temple, raised his hand, and the sharp hand knife cut his wrist, blood dripping down, and a stream of water meandered out of the ground. The blood was enchanted, and it rose to the sky, scattering in an instant, and the enchantment around the ancient temple touched it, and it gradually melted.

He pulled the towering collar, revealing the man's handsome face, raised his hand, and a golden light swept through, brushing away the thick spider silk, revealing four eye-catching big characters on the temple door: Jialan Temple.

Shui Liuyu stared, a strange figure appeared in his eyes, and suddenly sneered, "Jialan Temple? Heh......"

With his hands in his hands, the ancient wooden door slowly opened with a creaking sound.

Open like all the doors of the world.

His figure sank slightly, and without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the ancient temple, and the sun set, leaving a narrow light and shadow.

No one knows that the figure frozen here, hundreds of years later, will write the most beautiful page of this Haolian City.

Like the desolation outside the ancient temple, there was an incense case left empty in the ancient temple, and behind the incense case, a black mass was erected, and dust fell on it.

Shui Liuzhen stepped into the ancient temple, coldly scanned the surrounding environment, blank walls, blank roofs, said to be temples, but there was not the slightest statue of a god or mural.

"Huh." Shui Liuyu turned around and chuckled, with a slight look of admiration in his eyes, "The sea god is everywhere, who dares to call a god again!" It's really courageous. ”

His eyes were fixed on the black shadow behind the incense case, his eyes were suddenly sharp, and in the blink of an eye, his body moved to the black shadow, and he tore off the black cloth with his sleeves.

Under the black cloth, a skeleton sat on the ground, perhaps because of the passage of time, the white bones had turned a little yellow.

What is amazing is that even though the body has turned into white bones, the blue eyes have not decayed, they are still lifelike, looking directly at everything in front of them majestically, revealing the domineering spirit of the proud sky.

"As expected, you didn't really die." As if confirming something in his heart, Shui Liuyu laughed, raised his hand to throw down the black cloth, squatted down and looked at the white bones in front of him, when his eyes touched his eyes, he felt that those eyes were also looking at him, and his cold gaze seemed to be able to see the bottom of his heart at a glance. He was shocked in his heart, the arrogant domineering spirit revealed in those long-lasting eyes was enough to make him, the king of the water tribe, surrender.

Frightened, he looked back slightly, took a step back, and muttered, "Could it be that this is the Eye of the Sea?" ”

At this time, Shui Liuyu's eyes showed joy, "Sure enough, I found it, Li Xi, the god of the sea." ”

"You have been dead for 10,000 years, but your consciousness has never been extinguished," he walked around the skeleton, looked at it carefully, and then turned his head to stare directly at the eye of the sea, and chuckled, "However, what interests this king is your remaining power!" ”

Before the words fell, the water king made a move, gouged out the eye of the sea, and turned it into a blue pearl in his palm. And the eye socket that had lost its eye was bleeding.

"Hmph." The Water King sneered, and with a force, the pearl was crushed in his palm, turning into a blue mist, and it was in the ancient temple of Jialan. Shui Liuyu stared at the skeleton in front of him, slightly puzzled, "This king wants to know why you died." He closed his eyes, took a long breath, felt the mist around him, and sneered, "This king wants to know what is it that makes the undefeated sea god end up like this!" ”

The blue mist was thick, and in the ancient temple, a golden light suddenly appeared, and scenes from 10,000 years ago appeared in the air, which suddenly shattered, turned into powder, and forced into the mind of the water flowing.

He was shaken, and the scenes of the past once again came to his mind.

20,000 years ago.

Although this continent has no name or surname, it is full of life. Above the clouds, there is the creation of the god of heaven named Zhichen, in the blue sea, there is the god of the sea, a Li Xi, a Zhijun. And on the earth, there are people created by the three gods.

At the beginning of the world, many years have reflected a prosperous scene, strange traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other.

I don't know when the land of China was full of beacon fires. The people created by the three gods fought each other until the blood flowed.

After the war, mourning was everywhere, the corpses were bloody, and the blood flowed red.

All kinds of things in the world are reincarnated, and they are endless. Everything, no matter how prosperous it once was, has returned to the flood of ignorance after the reshuffle.

At this time, on the Canglong Field, the yellow sand is long, the sky is thundering, and the lightning in the clouds appears frequently, and the stones are flying in the sand.

The god of creation holds the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his hand and fights the god of the sea.

The blade of the Heavenly Tribulation, the cold light appeared, and everywhere it went, lightning and thunder, and every minute was the earth shaking the mountains. In the face of such momentum, the sea god Li Xi, his eyes were slightly leisurely, his figure was light, and the earth-shattering thunder couldn't touch him for half a point.

Seeing this, Zhichen pointed his sword at the sky, and the clouds that rose in the sky obscured the daylight, the wrath of the gods, and all things were silenced in an instant.

Li Xi's expression suddenly turned serious, took a step back, one hand on the blue sea madness on his waist, Zhichen cold-eyed, the heavenly calamity waved, the vacated clouds absorbed the light of the sun, like a downpour of rain poured down, turned into knife light, everywhere it reached, it was devastated, the trees that had grown for 10,000 years were uprooted, and the creatures within a radius of a hundred miles did not have time to let out a wail, and they all turned into ashes.

The blue sea came out wildly, and a huge waterfall flowed out between the blades, forming a natural protection in front of Li Xi, and although the pouring knife light was strong, it could not penetrate half a minute.

Zhichen slashed his hand, a knife out, the thunder between the blades rolled, lightning appeared frequently, slashing towards Li Xi at an invisible speed, lightning and the early sun knife rain that had just poured out, the strength was a little stronger, a knife penetrated the blue sea waterfall, the knife light appeared, penetrated Li Xi's shoulder, and the blue sea madness suddenly got out of his hand.

Li Xi's figure leaned over, flipped back, turned around, took the knife in the air, landed a few steps back, looked directly at the wound on his shoulder, and his eyes swelled with irrepressible anger.

"Huh." With a chuckle, he held the handle of the knife, his feet were fast, only listening to the sound of the wind in his ears, and suddenly the blue sea mad spirit was facing the heavenly calamity, the blades touched, only the sound of tinkling sounds, the two rays of light flashed, and they separated in an instant.

Zhi Chen was forced to retreat by the cold blade, held the hand of the Heavenly Tribulation, and began to tremble, the contact of Fang Cai, the strong energy, had shocked his wrist numb, and Li Xi in front of him was firm, and he never retreated half a minute.

"How?" Li Xi turned his back to him, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes slanted slightly, and asked back.

"Hmph." Zhi Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand and pushed, the catastrophe flew up, turned into a golden flash, and stabbed at Li Xi, only to see him wave his hand leisurely, and the golden flash froze beside him, unable to move forward a bit.

Zhi Chen clapped his hands and stood up, his figure teleported to his side, held the handle of the knife, and pushed it hard, piercing Li Xi's body with a knife. The qi was strong, and in an instant, Li Xi was forced back more than ten meters, and the heavenly tribulation came out through his body, nailing it to the ancient tree behind him.

At this time, in the woods not far away, a woman in red stood with her hands down, her face wearing a silver mask, her blue eyes flashing, and she couldn't see any expression.

Li Xi's eyes showed unprecedented surprise, his hand grabbed the blade, and he frowned.

"It's over." Zhichen whispered.

"Really?" At this time, Li Xi raised his head, and an unpredictable green light appeared in his eyes, and in an instant, Zhichen was shocked, and with a turn of the blade, he pulled away from the body of the sea god, and his feet touched the ground, instantly widening the distance.

"It's too late." Li Xi sneered, his eyes flashed green, Zhichen only felt that his body was cold, and he subconsciously looked around, and suddenly felt cold under his feet, and wanted to get up, but his feet were like being caught, and he couldn't move.

Looking at his feet, the icicles that poured out of the ground spread down his legs, and in the blink of an eye, they had already spread over his calves.

"Not good." Zhi Chen screamed in his heart, the heavenly calamity slashed, and cut off the confinement under his feet, but he didn't know that although the ice flow under his feet was cut off, it turned into two strands, forming the momentum of an ice knife, stabbing at him, he flew into the air, and the ice blade condensed into a strand of extremely sharp ice blades, spreading from the ground, chasing the gods in mid-air.

"Where the water flows, the sea god can do anything." Above the blue sea spirit, the blue ice condensed in an instant, wrapping the sharp blade, Li Xi blade waved, slashed at the surrounding trees, and everywhere it touched, it was frozen and instantly shattered and scattered into dust.

The icicles condensed into a net, blocking inch by inch, encircling the gods and making it difficult to move an inch. The more the catastrophe was cut, the more icicles were raised, and in the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by them.

You can't chop, you can only hide. But can't hide from it?

"Then, only death."

Without paying attention, the icicles that attacked behind him penetrated Zhichen's body, he let out a muffled cry, the ice blade was withdrawn, and the body fell backwards, and thousands of ice blades took advantage of the situation to chase the figure who leaned back, and the cold light appeared, stabbing towards the figure in the encirclement together.