"Yes, you heard it right, it's a mass grave." Sai Yayuan said: "You can't imagine how many creatures died back then, if you deal with them slowly one by one, you can't deal with them at all. ”

"So, what doesn't matter, or has little to do with the handler, is buried in one place."

Ning Wutian nodded, feeling aggrieved in his heart.

At the end of the Immortal Ancient Period, I don't know how many strong people fought to the death with the creatures of the dark abyss in order to protect their world.

However, after death, he was thrown into a mass grave, which is really ironic.

"The Holy Spirit Cage Grass, the flowers bloom with seven leaves, and there is a projection of the Holy Spirit, which is the 'spirit' of the Spirit Grass, not a real life."

"However, this spirit grass is likely to be guarded by powerful creatures, if it is not defeated, don't force it."

"Of course, if you are lucky, you may also encounter the Holy Spirit Grass that is not protected by living beings, it does not have to be the Holy Spirit Cage Grass, any kind of Holy Spirit Grass is fine, although the effect is a little worse, but it is better than nothing." Sai Yayuan finally said jokingly.

"I've always had good luck."

Ning Wutian smiled slightly, and then turned into a streamer and rushed into the human stream.

……

Inside the human stream, the light is very dim, and ordinary monks will find it difficult to walk here.

However, for the clone who has the talent of the Heavenly Eye Master, it is not much different from the outside world.

The only trouble is the ubiquitous corrosive gas.

There was a sense of gloom in the air, and from time to time you could see some heroic spirits floating around without any spiritual intelligence, like a ghost world.

It's like a separate space, and the doppelgangers are incomplete due to their souls. So it can only cover a radius of five million miles.

Such a wide range. I couldn't find the edge.

"I am not willing to ......"

Faintly. There was a roar of vicissitudes.

The voice seemed to come from the upper reaches of the river of time, giving people a sense of time and space.

Ning Wutian found that when the voice sounded, a dense and chaotic thread of cause and effect appeared here.

In particular, many of the causal threads are tied in dead knots that cannot be untied.

Ning Wutian had seen this situation in Yiyi, which made his eyes streak.

But as the sound faded, so did the threads of cause and effect. Never to be found again.

"Heroic ......"

Ning Wutian thought that Xiao Yiyi would always forget the past, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"No, Yiyi is flesh and blood, and very spiritual, but she has amnesia."

Ning Wutian comforted himself in his heart, but he suddenly had a panic.

Until now, Ning Wutian didn't know how to locate Yi Yi's position in his heart.

One is that he doesn't know if the time he traveled to the end of the Immortal Gu Era is true.

Another is that Yiyi not only has amnesia, but also both physically and mentally. They all became seven or eight-year-old girls.

However, maybe it's because of that inexplicable experience. Let Ning Wutian put Yiyi's position in a very important place in his heart.

……

"Brother Tian, I'm sorry, after you were cursed and faked your death, you forcibly rushed through the level, banned yourself with the power of time, created your own immortal art of forbidden years, and banned yourself forever."

"Yiyi will never grow up, and she can't be your wife."

"However, Yiyi is your person, and death is your ghost."

Yiyi's voice back then, as if it had traveled through the long river of time, seemed to echo in Ning Wutian's ears again.

……

"Brother Tian, I'm sorry, Sister Yiyi can't go with you. But don't worry, if Sister Yiyi doesn't die, this place will be ...... Become...... The forbidden area of life, prohibits all living beings from destroying this place, waiting for your next time, and then from below...... Climb up! ”

In that last scene, Ning Wutian vaguely saw that there seemed to be a tear falling into the space-time coffin and turning into a tear crystal.

"Yiyi, don't ......"

In the last scene, he fell into the coffin of time and space, and let out a heart-rending cry.

……

In the human stream, in the dim void space, Ning Wutian suddenly clenched his fists.

"Depend on ......"

Whispering, Ning Wutian took a deep breath, stepping on the white light under his feet, like a phantom shuttling through the human stream.

In the process of moving forward, he suddenly wanted to go back to the No. 5 Continent again, wanting to see if the space-time coffin was still there in the Ancient Forbidden Land.

But now it is likely to be the base camp of the dark creatures, and it is not known if the Ancient Forbidden Land has been destroyed.

Ning Wutian secretly decided that after he had the ability, he must go back and have a look, hoping to find a way to cure Xiao Yiyi.

……

This area is eerie, and the imaginary dangers are not encountered, but the vast majority of them are heroic spirits without any intelligence.

The special life that Saiyayuan said had spiritual intelligence, and he didn't encounter it.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, a red light flashed, and a jealous and cold aura flashed away.

Ning Wutian's eyes froze, and he sensed a familiar aura.

"Huh!"

He hurriedly stepped on the white light and chased after it.

At the speed of light, red light was soon seen again.

However, Ning Wutian didn't make a move immediately, but followed from a distance, wanting to see what was going on and why there was a sense of familiarity.

Half an hour later, the red light stopped in a place strewn with all sorts of rotting corpses.

The white light flashed, and around the red light, nine beautiful women in white appeared.

However, the eyes of the nine white-clothed women were cold, like a soul messenger from the Nine Hells.

To Ning Wutian's surprise, two of the women, he also felt a little familiar.

Suddenly-

The whole person was boiling.

The unintelligent heroic spirits that Ning Wutian had encountered before had actually quickly converged here and combined into one person at an extremely fast speed.

When that person appeared, Ning Wutian's jaw almost dropped in surprise.

Because-

It was one of his acquaintances—the wind was blowing!

A large number of unconscious heroic spirits quickly fused together to form a body with a clear wind.

A supreme aura emanated, and it vaguely seemed to have surpassed the Taihao realm, but it had not reached the realm of the Great Emperor.

"How is that possible? When did the wind become so powerful? ”

Ning Wutian was extremely shocked, he thought that his cultivation speed was unprecedented, but he didn't expect that Feng Qingyang's cultivation speed far surpassed him.

Ning Wutian finally understood why he felt familiar, this person turned out to be a clear wind.

And the two women who were a little familiar with each other before were the female corpses that Feng Qingyang snatched in the No. 5 Continent back then.

For some reason, he was resurrected.

However, this so-called resurrection should not be regarded as a real resurrection, but a different person.

Perhaps, those nine women can no longer really be called "people".

Because, Ning Wutian found that the nine women also had multiple causal silk threads entangled, and occasionally knotted in some places-

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