The void was shattered, and the red-clothed boy came out, and no one saw it except for the lonely city that had dreamed for a thousand years.

Looking at him, the man also raised his head and looked at him, with a smile on the corner of his lips and a moist smile, "The deity takes Ning Yuan as his surname, and his name is Lanting, and everyone in the world calls the deity......"

"Fenghuang Langluo. He said.

The Immortal Monarch has dreamed of Los Angeles for a thousand years, but he saw a bandit son in the gap of time and space. He heard the man say that he took Ning Yuan as his surname, and everyone in the world called him Fenghuang Langluo.

Fenghuang Langluo, except for the father of the teacher Ning Yuan, the former Fenghuang Langluojun, who made up for the sky with flesh and blood and had a blood feud with the Lonely Fei clan.

- Although he has had doubts in the past 10 million years, he asked the teacher why Ning Yuan Su planned to die, asked why the millions of war ghosts of Ning Yuan's remnant clan died, asked why the little uncle was silent and why he slaughtered the whole clan and secretly gathered the souls of the clan to pick up their dragon balls, and asked the teacher why Ning Yuan was willing to be alone with them...... However, this dream has been in the millennium, and he has seen almost all the past from the perspective of a bystander, although he has also been unconscious because of his teacher, but he has seen so much that he has never seen it, he knows so much where he doesn't know, where he can't think of it, all of this is because the Nuwa god mended the heavens and disasters were left behind in the Ning Yuan clan, and he should have given up part of his bloodline because of that reluctance, only left a million years of disasters, and in the end he still didn't escape that dead word?

It's just that...... Back then, although he had this guess, it was just a guess, and it had to be confirmed.

However, now, he has to see Langluojun, because of the vague sound of the lacquer pond and had a thousand years of beautiful dreams of the Immortal Monarch Lonely Philippines Luocheng, and finally knew that when she returned to the well, she suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the Immortal Monarch Lonely Phila City, and the call was "Father", not the ...... "Father" who made him have a beautiful dream for thousands of years.

And, most importantly, at that time, she looked in the direction he was standing in at that time, but the voice he called his father was not calling him.

Gongzi Lanting, the history books of the Six Realms, do not have this surname, but if you say Fenghuang Langluo, the world knows it.

- Ancient Honor, in thousands of years of legend, except for one or two people who are still alive, have lost their names, and only the honorific title has been left in the world.

For example, the last Phoenix Emperor of the Ning Yuan clan, in the name of Su Yi, in addition to the word Phoenix Emperor, she was crowned the lord of the underworld, but the honorific title awarded by the Heavenly Dao was Hunting Moon. And the current Dragon Emperor of the Lonely Fei clan, although he now claims not to meet, but as a descendant of the Lonely Fei clan, he knows that he takes the Lonely Fei as his surname, and the Dragon Emperor is the honorific name of his clan, which is only recorded in the history of the clan, and he is later the crown of the heavenly realm, and his honorific name is recorded in the history books of the Six Realms, which is known and praised by people, and even passed to the future, the world thinks that his name is called Tiantian, but the Hades King Lonely Fei Luocheng knows that the name of the little uncle is called Dongtian, and the word is tilted, and these are now, but few people know.

Like Hunting the Moon and Alluring the Sky, everyone in the world thinks that the name of Ren Fenghuang is just his honorific name, and there is no major problem, after all, for tens of millions of years, the gods of the Six Realms have been in the ancient catastrophe, and they have lost not only history books, but also many inheritance secrets.

Hades Lonely Luocheng has been dreaming for a thousand years, and the person in front of him is obviously the same as him, outsiders can't see it, as if it is invisible, although, Hades Lonely Luocheng doesn't know why he suddenly appeared in his dream, and he has to jump to see the lacquer pool of the well, and call his father, but he listened to his self-recommendation, but he never doubted his identity.

- Under the way of heaven, no one dares to pretend to be Venerable.

He said that he was the Phoenix Emperor Langluo, and the Immortal Monarch Lonely Luo Cheng did not doubt his identity, what he doubted was why he appeared in his dream for a thousand years.

"A dream for a thousand years?" Lan Ting suddenly laughed, "You think this is your dream for a thousand years?"

Hades Monarch Lonely Fil City was stunned.

It turned out that he unconsciously asked his questions.

A dream for a thousand years, in the ancient gods, is a practice, but also a preach.

He thought that he originally thought that he saw that his brother Lonefien was injured by Emperor Shiyu because of his murderous intent towards the King of Jizo, so he left his dragon ball in the body of his younger brother Immortal Jun Lonefei, and when the body had not yet returned, he wasted too much divine power to suppress his brother's wounds, and then injured his soul, but he accidentally got a glimpse of the opportunity, and he could dream for a thousand years, and then cultivate to go further, but just now, Fenghuang Lanting asked him rhetorically, do you think this is your dream for a thousand years?

Isn't it?

Xu is Immortal Monarch Lonely Philip Luocheng put what he thought in his face, and Perhaps Immortal Monarch Lonely Immortal Luocheng couldn't hide his thoughts in front of this old monster, Lan Ting actually laughed shallowly, "A dream for a thousand years or a dream for a thousand years? Who can say clearly? You say that it is a dream for a thousand years, that is." Then, he ignored the Immortal Monarch Lonephi Luocheng, and instead looked at the place where the God Returns Well.

Is it a dream for a thousand years? or a dream for a thousand years?

A dream of a thousand years represents the kind of artistic conception of the mountain without a jiazi, and a thousand years have passed in a dream. A thousand-year-old dream is the kind of sense of understanding that looks back and is just a big dream.

The Immortal Monarch Lonely Luo Cheng didn't understand what he meant, and his doubts still existed, but looking at the face of Emperor Feng, he also knew that he would not solve his doubts, so he hid his doubts and followed Lan Ting's gaze to look at the god return to the well.

In fact, if he doesn't want God to return to the well, he knows what will happen after that, after all, he has experienced it himself.

...... After the rebirth of Emperor Feng Ning Yuan, the Qi Chi Crowned Zun wore a bright red wedding dress and jumped into the Well of Divine Return, and in the underworld, the Manzhu Sawa that had not bloomed for thousands of years actually bloomed in an instant when the Phoenix Emperor was about to return, and then when she jumped into the Divine Return Well and died, she was defeated in an instant, and the sky was full of scarlet Manzhu Sawa petals. Manzhu Shahua opened and thanked, overnight, the sultry cold incense drifted between heaven and earth, Huangquan Road, a hundred ghosts cried at night, but I don't know if it was in that fragrance to think of the previous life, tired of the previous life, and then cry bitterly, or ...... Weeping and burying for the return of the crowned gods.

Huangquan Dao, the cry of a hundred ghosts came into front of the reincarnation gate, and the Immortal Monarch Lonely Fei Luocheng watched as the red clothes disappeared into the Divine Return Well, and then turned into a breeze, turned into black sand, turned into dust, and there was nothing left, leaving only the scattered Manzhu Shahua for a day.

Qi Chi died, the soul of the bitter sea - the white unicorn born in the eighteenth layer of hell at the same time as Qi Chi wanted the sea, the silver white hair was stained with blood, turning into a scarlet like the blood-stained wedding dress of Qi Chi, becoming the only nightmare between heaven and earth, screaming between heaven and earth as if crying bitterly, and crying blood from his eyes.

In the sound of sorrow, the bitter sea poured in, and the nightmare slept in the bitter sea, never waking up.

However, the Emperor of the Underworld was angry and raised the royal power, and slashed to the God Return Well, but instead of destroying the God Return Well, he cut off the reincarnation gate that was originally connected to the God Return Well, and the God Return Well sank into the broken void split by the royal power, and could no longer be seen, disappeared without a trace, and was only discovered in the Hades many years later.

The god did not vomit blood and fell into a coma when he died in the lacquer pool, and was brought back to the heavenly realm by the gods who came with him from the heavenly realm. And nowhere is nowhere to be, when the sea water is pouring in, the young and merry immortal monarch is lonely and silent, but he can't keep his sister-in-law's lacquer pool, he can only watch her return to the dark well, so he can only keep a floating Manzhu Sahua, hidden in the inner hall of the Eternal Life Road, and hang on the second day of the second monarch sacrifice in February.

Immortal Monarch Lonely Fat looked at this scene that he had already experienced once, his face was neither sad nor joyful, but his eyes were clearly filled with a little sadness. But Lan Ting, he looked at the disappeared god returning to the well, his eyes were full of compassion, and there was nothing else, as if it were ...... It seems that it was not his daughter Qichi who had just jumped into the well of God's return, but someone who had nothing to do with him.

The Immortal Monarch Laffita accidentally caught a glimpse of his expression, and suddenly wondered if it was too arbitrary for him to hear him introduce himself in the first place, believing that he was the Phoenix Emperor Floating Luo.

Sensing that the Immortal Monarch was not what Luo Cheng thought, Lan Ting finally retracted his gaze and smiled.

But I don't know what he's laughing at.

Lan Ting's finger raised slightly, and then all the pictures were annihilated, and the heavens and the earth instantly fell into darkness.

Boundless darkness.

Then, the Immortal Monarch felt the overwhelming, that kind of ...... The loneliness that rose from the soul enveloped him, almost taking her breathless.

Gradually, the darkness dissipated, and from under his feet, the darkness gradually dissipated, and then a picture spread out from his side.

Fenghuang Pulau is also there.

The two of them seemed to be in a cloud.

Carved railings and jade masonry, red eaves and red pavilions.

A small pavilion stands in the clouds, and in addition to the Immortal Monarch Lonely Phila himself, there is also a stone table, several small stools, a wine jug, two wine cups, and a ...... Sitting in front of the stone table, the Fenghuang Orchid Pavilion with a wine cup is full of nothingness.

And beneath their feet there was a city.

Be...... Not a corrupt city?

However, it is also too desolate.

Immortal Monarch Lonely Luo Cheng raised his eyes to look at the Feng Emperor, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Pavilion beauty, skin white like jade, eyebrows like ink, end ...... Immortal Monarch Lonely City didn't know how to describe it.

The breeze is arrogant, the mood is elegant, and the history is Qinqi?

However, it is not enough to summarize the slightest bit of its posture.

Seeing Fenghuang Langluo, although there is no record of Fenghuang Ning Yuan's imitation of his mother in the history books, he can't imagine the posture of that lady, but he only sees Fenghuang Langluo alone, and the Immortal Emperor Lonely Fei Luocheng also knows who the Fenghuang Ning Yuan's beautiful skin and Hanshan Yuan's posture are with.

At this moment, Lan Ting, the former Phoenix Emperor of the Ning Yuan clan, was holding a wine cup in his hand, leaning against Zhu Lanzhi, his expression was less alienated and cold-like like when he first met, and he was a little more lazy, and his posture and face were very similar to the Phoenix Emperor Ning Yuan, who had taken the Golden Crow for thirty-three heavens not long ago.