In that refined starry sky, the old man secretly observed Ling Yu's every move. When he saw the apocalyptic wind in the trial, he was so shocked that he stood up instantly, and his right hand kept pointing at the bronze mirror in front of him, and said tremblingly: "It's the end of the world, how can it be the end of the world! Who is he!"

The True Dragon Trial was created by the old man exhausting all his cultivation, and Ling Yu guessed correctly, this old man was the divine dragon back then. In the past, his cultivation shook the past and the present, but he went through thousands of tribulations but still couldn't defeat the way of heaven, and was shot down to the mortal dust in desperation. When he was in Dragon Bone Mountain, he cultivated for a full three thousand years before he recovered some cultivation. He knew that with his strength, he would never be able to break through the heavens in this life, break through the barriers of the immortal realm, and explore the world at the end. So he spent nine thousand years creating this world, refining the stars with great mana, and forming the starry sky that Ling Yu saw today. Then, with his last strength, he created the Land of True Dragon Trials. His life has long been connected with the True Dragon Trial, and he has shared glory and loss. In recent years, the True Dragon Trial has become weaker and weaker, and he knows that his time is short, so he cracked the Dragon Bone Mountain, creating the illusion of the birth of a strange treasure, attracting thousands of people to come and pursue it. And his purpose was to hope that someone would be able to pass the True Dragon Trial, so as to pass on a lifetime of cultivation and experience to that person.

Shenlong knew that although his cultivation method was different from that of humans, there was no trace of the dragon clan in the world. Even if he wanted to pass on his mantle to the dragons, it would be impossible. When he had just built the Land of True Dragon Trial, he had spent nearly a thousand years searching almost the entire Huaxia Da 6, just to find the same kind of dragon clan, even if it was a ruin, but in the end he despaired. It seems that the dragon clan has not appeared in Huaxia Da 6, and all the clues about the dragon clan have disappeared. And the dragon is a god that can only appear in the palaces of the imperial court and on the totems of the people. In the end, Shenlong returned to this starry sky in despair, patiently waiting for the arrival of the destined person. Even if he is a human cultivator, he can pass on the essence blood to him, so that the dragon clan inheritance will not be cut off.

In the past 100,000 years, six people have come here, but all of them were unable to pass the test because of their demons in their hearts, and finally died here. Later, the legend of Dragon Bone Mountain spread in the northern region. It's just that everyone only knows that there is a secret treasure hidden in it, but they don't know what it is, and they don't know how long this dragon bone mountain has existed, some people say thousands of years, some people say ten thousand years, and some people say millions of years, there are different opinions, but no one can say exactly how long dragon bone mountain has existed. Chinese network updates the fastest Computer:

To this day, Shenlong finally waited for Ling Yu, and although he didn't know if Ling Yu would succeed, he still had a glimmer of hope for him. Because he can't wait any longer, as the undercurrents are surging in the midst of today, and the people of foreign lands are eyeing him, and most importantly, his life is coming to an end. It took him 100,000 years to enter the top hall of the world, and it took another 100,000 years to wait for someone who was destined, but now he is really old and has no strength to wait any longer. So when he saw Ling Yu, he used the stars to test Ling Yu's cultivation.

And this True Dragon Trial was the greatest masterpiece of his life, and he poured all his heart and soul into it. No matter who enters the land of the True Dragon Trial, they will face their past and present lives, face their most feared demons, and fight against the softest corner of their hearts. If they don't get through the trial, they will fall into it. Among the six people who had entered the place of trial, some were disturbed by the demons in their hearts, went mad, and exploded and died. Some were confused by the sights of their past lives, awakened the soul imprint, and finally turned into the Tao. For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to succeed.

If someone is able to pass the trial, the dragon will also pass the bloodline to him. After that, the Land of True Dragon Trials will completely collapse, and this starry sky will also be annihilated and cease to exist. Naturally, the divine dragon will also follow all this transformation and completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

As for Shenlong's exclamation just now because he saw the scene Ling Yu had experienced, it was entirely because Ling Yu's previous life had terrified Shenlong. The blood-colored red sun, the yellow sand in the sky, this is the end of the world. Shenlong felt that this young man seemed to be hiding some shocking secret, but when he wanted to explore, he was blocked by a cloud of chaotic qi. Chaos wrapped Ling Yu in a way that the divine dragon couldn't see through. This strange everything made Shenlong full of hope, he could see Ling Yu's extraordinary, and sincerely hoped that Ling Yu could survive the trial of the true dragon and accept his inheritance. 噺8.(1)祌文全文快速んττρs:/м.χ八(一)zщ.còм/

At this time, Ling Yu didn't know what Shenlong was thinking, or he didn't have time to think about it at all. Ling Yu had been chased nearly a thousand miles away by the world-destroying wind, and the sweat had already soaked Ling Yu's body, making Ling Yu look like a person who had just come ashore from the water. But even so, the wind still did not give up, as if it wanted to sweep Ling Yu into the wind and kill him. Therefore, Ling Yu could only run tirelessly, and he didn't even have time to turn back, because the wind was too fast, and its might made Ling Yu not have the slightest idea of resisting.

Ling Yu was chased by the wind and ran for another two hours, he felt that this True Dragon Trial was a real world, life extinction, vast and boundless. Ling Yu will feel tired and painful in this world, just like the real world.

Finally, when Ling Yu was about to lose his support, he heard the sound of a fight coming from ahead. He was happy in his heart, and the fact that there were fights showed that this was not a dead planet. He took another breath and ran desperately towards the source of the sound of the fight.

When Ling Yu came to the vicinity of the source of the fight, he turned his head to look, and now the wind had disappeared without knowing when, as if this world-destroying wind was deliberately forcing him here. Ling Yu raised his head, and there were several immortal mountains standing in front of him. And the reason why Ling Yu said that the rolling mountains in front of him were immortal mountains was because he felt bursts of abundant aura that did not belong to the human realm. It was as if there were souls between the mountains, rippling with the breeze.

Ling Yu stood at the foot of the mountain and watched intently, and there were many rivers of blood flowing down from the top of the mountain. Ling Yujue, things are not as simple as they seem. He pondered for a moment, turned his heart sideways, and climbed along the rugged mountain road towards the top of the mountain.

It took Ling Yu nearly three hours to finally reach the top of the mountain. He took a deep breath and stared in the direction of the distant fight. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Ling Yu's body shook, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was stunned in place. Scenes that he once thought had appeared only in dreams were now unfolding before his eyes again, and unlike before, this time it was not a dream, but a real scene. Because the blood sprayed on his face from the sky not far away was still hot, Ling Yu bit his lip and unconsciously clenched his fists.

"The common people look at the end of the world, the demons dance, the Qiankun is angry, drunk dreams, and the bones are dry. The remnant wind accompanies the moon and fights on the battlefield, burns blood, and carves jade trees. Who cares about the burning of the chest with spirits? The broken weapon follows the soul to conquer the sky, rewarding ambition and leading the heavens to cross ......"

A distant and desolate singing voice came from the distant sky, as if hundreds of millions of living beings were chanting this battle song at the same time, and Ling Yu's blood boiled with the song. This war song is not the first time Ling Yu has heard it, he doesn't know why he heard this war song over and over again, but every time it will make Ling Yu's heart extremely painful, as if he has his dearest friend, his relatives have passed away in front of his eyes, but he can only watch everything in life, unable to do anything.

Ling Yu raised his head and saw that the cultivators in the sky were fighting to the death with a group of black-clothed people. The man's skills in black are weird, and his cultivation is extremely high. They held blood-colored long knives in their hands, and with each swing of the knife, a cultivator would fall to the ground, and all the blood on the body of the cultivator who fell to the ground would be sucked away by the long knife, and the end was extremely evil. The man in black is like a cold-blooded death, cruel and crazy. Every time the blood-colored long knife sucked the blood of a cultivator, the red glow in the eyes of the black-clothed dead men was even stronger, they were like the demons of hell, which made people feel terrified.

Ling Yu's eyes were split, he wanted to fly into the sky, fight to the death with this group of black-clothed people, and avenge the thousands of cultivators who died, but now he felt as if he was imprisoned in place, unable to move. He could only watch as the cultivators died one by one, blood spraying down from the top of his head, drenching his head, soaking through his clothes, and staining his eyes red. Ling Yu's lips had been bitten out of blood, and his nails were embedded in his palms, and blood was dripping from his palms. But Ling Yu didn't realize it at all, his heart was occupied by a sad emotion, and his heart was broken into sand.

Above the sky directly in front of Ling Yu, there was a majestic figure standing in the Nine Heavens with a broken sword in his hand. At this time, Ling Yu finally saw that the broken sword in the man's hand was the broken sword he owned, the simple broken sword forged from the primordial stone: Remnant!

Opposite the man, there was a palace floating above the nine heavens. The giant palace rippled with the breath of desolation, like a supreme existence between heaven and earth, and its majesty shook the sky. The man's left hand was raised slightly, and the ancient broken sword pointed at the palace, as if he was confronting someone in the palace.

Ling Yu looked at the back of the man in the sky, and a sense of familiarity arose, not like the familiarity between friends, but a sense of intimacy connected by blood. The knuckles of the man's broken sword turned white from the force, as if he was under an incomparably great pressure. His powerful heart beat like a drum, and Ling Yu realized that his heartbeat was the same as that of the man in front of him, not only the rhythm of the beat, but also the degree of heart fluctuations was a perfect fit, as if the two of them were connected by blood, regardless of each other.

"Are you going to fight me after all? I said it wouldn't do you any good, and even you would be buried here. A flat voice came from the palace, joyless and sorrowless, as if the Creator was talking to himself without a trace of emotion.

Ling Yu didn't know who was talking in the palace, but based on his tone alone, Ling Yu was extremely disgusted. Because the voice was like a supreme being whispering to an ant, with an innate pride and indifference to all beings.

"Against the sky, break the red dust, never die!" the man shouted three words word by word, and when his three words came out, there was a rolling thunder in the sky, which was deafening. And as he said three words, the man in black in the sky was as if he was frightened, and the red light in his eyes retreated, and his horror was not concealed. Then, the blood-colored long knife in the hand of the man in black was broken under the man's roar, and the man in black also held his head in pain and rolled on the ground, and then, their bodies suddenly exploded, blood rain poured, flesh and bones flew sideways, and dissipated in the wind.

And when the man's voice fell, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the huge mountains crumbled like dust. Immediately afterwards, the stars in the sky were shaken down and turned into meteors, which fell to the world. In the end, the heavens and the earth were collapsing, the sky was shattering, and the earth was falling. Fragments of the sky drifted away, and the earth fell apart. Even the sun burst into the man's roar, turning into a rain of light and rushing towards the earth. This world was devastated in an instant, and the heavens and the earth turned into chaos, and the desolate mist enveloped this universe. In the haze, only the man and the palace loomed in the desolate mist. The man didn't seem to feel that the world had collapsed, and he still held the broken sword in his hand, looking at the palace from afar, confronting it.

At this time, Ling Yu was also floating in the air, looking at the majestic figure for a while. These scenes had appeared countless times in his sleep, but now they were no longer dreams, but real in front of his eyes. The despair made Ling Yuhu look at the sky with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the palace and rushed towards the man. The figure in the palace was so fast that even Ling Yu's divine sense couldn't sense his movements. Ling Yu only saw a blurred light and shadow, and his body seemed to be wrapped in layers of mist, fighting with the man holding the broken sword. At this moment, Ling Yu couldn't see anything clearly, because from the time the two of them were fighting, the qi of this heaven and earth had been blinded. Ling Yu could only hear roars and fights, but couldn't see anything.

"No!" When Ling Yu finally regained his consciousness and eyesight, he saw a scene that made him crazy: the mysterious man was slapped on the head by the man in the palace, and the man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell like an eagle with broken wings.

This situation made Ling Yu unable to bear it anymore, he roared, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness......

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