Li Ling's expression was solemn, holding three long incense sticks, and he continued: "All the heroes died in South Africa, Li specially invited Shaolin monks today to spend their souls in China!"

"Contemplation of Freedom in the Baltic ......"

As Li Ling's voice fell, Master Rufa's deep chanting continued to increase.

In the hall of the Great Hero, three hundred monks sitting cross-legged also spoke.

"Buddha Limouran ......"

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded, shocking people's minds and avoiding evil spirits.

Under this Sanskrit sound, all the ancient warriors felt refreshed, and the spiritual platform was clear.

With heavy steps, Li Ling walked to the huge and dark incense tripod and inserted the three long incense sticks in his hand.

"Soul, Return !!"

Suddenly, Li Ling raised his head suddenly, and a long roar rushed into the sky.

Rolling roar, endlessly, for a long time!

"Soul, return!"

"Heroes, the soul is back!"

"My son, your soul, you are coming back, this is your home!"

The ancient warriors gathered outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall opened their mouths one by one, one after another.

"Welcome, Heroic Soul!" Li Ling's eyes were like lightning, and he turned around sharply and looked into the distance.

"Long Xiao, welcome, heroic soul!"

Grandmaster powerhouse Long Xiao's expression was indifferent, a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes, holding a long incense stick, he walked to the front of the clothed mound, and respectfully bent down to offer incense.

"Iron Blood Alliance Zhang Ziye, welcome, heroic soul!"

Zhang Ziye had a complicated look on his face, holding three long incense sticks, walked to the front of the mound of clothes, and said in a low voice, "South Africa is a war, and the alliance has not come out, which is the fault of the alliance. On behalf of the Alliance, this night admits its mistakes to all the heroes. ”

As soon as he turned around, Zhang Ziye looked at the ancient warriors surrounding the Daxiong Treasure Hall, took a deep breath, and said, "South Africa's First World War, the Iron and Blood Alliance, it's wrong!"

"Senior Zhang, you don't have to be like this!"

"Senior Zhang, I believe in you!"

The sloppy Taoist bent over, with emotion in his cloudy eyes, holding a long incense, and walked to the front of the clothed mound, "Good sons, they are all good sons and daughters of China!"

One by one, martial arts masters appeared, offering incense to the tens of thousands of clothed mounds and mourning.

"Boom!"

"What's going on?"

"The sky has changed?"

"Could it be that their souls have returned?"

"My son, you're finally back!"

"Woooooo

Suddenly, the sky was pitch black, as if a tengu was eating the sun, and a suffocating aura enveloped all directions.

"This?" Li Ling's face showed a look of shock, looking at the darkness in all directions, his heart trembled, "Aura, the aura of heaven and earth is improving?"

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning pierced the dark night, just like thunder, briefly illuminating the land.

When night falls, so does the whole earth.

There is no day, only darkness.

The sudden change shocked the world.

No one detected this change, and no one knew why it happened.

"Boom !!"

The deafening thunder roared as if it was about to perish, and everything in the sky at a height of 10,000 meters on the earth was distorted.

The atmosphere is changing, the ozone layer is dissolving, and it is being replaced by an even more exotic gas.

The sun is still high, but the temperature is higher.

The temperature of the moon is changing, and countless bacteria are constantly changing.

Everything is changing, in the unknown direction.

Qinglong Village, in the small dimensional space.

Li Zhenlong's face was shocked, and a pair of eyes flowed with exquisite brilliance, as if he could penetrate the space and see the scenery outside.

"Zhenlong!" Kun Mengyi looked sad and held Li Zhenlong's arm.

"Don't worry!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Zhenlong's mouth, and he patted the back of Kun Mengzhi's smooth jade-like hand, but there was a faint excitement in his eyes.

The Bermuda Triangle is one of the most mysterious places on earth.

Waves of terror invaded the remaining land, and huge whirlpools seemed to be like ancient beasts spreading their fangs and devouring the Bermuda Triangle.

Half an hour after the Heavenly Change appeared, dozens of places around the world were born, and a desperate and terrifying atmosphere was born.

That kind of breath is breathtaking, like a god, and makes ordinary people kneel and worship.

Shaolin Temple, outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Li Ling's face was pale, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Over there, a breath that made Li Ling tremble exploded.

At that moment, Li Ling felt as if he had turned into an ant, facing the wrath of the gods.

"Gollum!"

Swallowing the saliva in his throat, Li Ling's heart trembled, his eyes flashed with exquisite brilliance, and he muttered, "What the hell is going on?"

That momentum was so terrifying that not only Li Ling felt it, but the other ancient martial artists also noticed it.

Even, there are many ancient warriors who were eaten by that terrifying momentum.

Master Rufa's eyes rolled with a look of astonishment, he didn't expect Master Nianlong to suddenly explode in momentum.

In the face of that vast momentum, he is like a lone sail in a stormy wave, which will be destroyed at any time.

Fortunately, the momentum came and went quickly!

A ray of scorching sun broke through the dark clouds and sprinkled the earth.

The thunder and lightning disappeared and the dark clouds drifted away.

Everything just now was like a dream!

The day changed for more than an hour and did not cause any natural disasters.

All over the world, all countries are looking in, looking at this sudden change.

However, no one in the American government or the Chinese government has found the root cause of this celestial change, nor is it clear what kind of changes this celestial change will bring to the earth.

Looking up at the blue sky, Li Ling still had a look of surprise on his face, and he immediately turned his head to look at Zhang Ziye.

At this moment, Zhang Ziye's face was pale, and there was still fear in his eyes.

Feeling Li Ling's gaze, Zhang Ziye took a deep breath, a touch of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he swept away Master Rufa and said in a low voice: "Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the Taishan Beidou of the ancient martial arts world!"

Zhang Ziye still didn't know that this day had changed to cover the whole world, and he thought that everything just now was the ghost of the innate powerhouse who was hiding in the dark.

"What just happened?"

"I, how do I know!"

"Over there, what a terrifying momentum!" someone pointed in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion with a trembling voice.

"Shh

"It's the return of the soul of South Africa!"

"That's right, that's it!"

The ancient martial artists present were not stupid, and no one would expose the existence of the innate supreme powerhouse. Therefore, as if agreed, everyone blamed the changes in the sky just now to the reason of 'the return of the heroic soul'.

It's a pity that they don't know that this day has changed more than just covering the Shaolin Temple.

Li Ling took a few deep breaths, turned his body, and ran the mixed yuan true qi with all his might, rolling momentum, gushing out, and his voice was loud, like thunder, "Everyone, the sky changed just now, but the soul of the hero who died in South Africa returned to his hometown, let's incense together!"

"That's what Master Li said!"

"Incense!"

"Let's incense together!"