Song Hanshan left.

Seriously injured and gone......

Ayasa is gone.

Thunder came.

Quietly gone.

Pei Xiufu and the others pursued hundreds of thousands of miles, but they did not find the slightest breath of Song Hanshan from beginning to end, nor did they find that an incomparably powerful aura had broken through in the Hundred Battles City.

in a dimly lit room.

Only the sleeping forest was left, where a lonely person lay down.

......

The Firmament Continent, a mountain top that towers into the sky and is hundreds of thousands of zhang high.

I don't know when, a few people appeared.

In the center is a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe with frosty white temples.

His face was somewhat pale and appeared to be seriously injured.

And in the direction of the east side of the mountain, there is a monk, who is extremely delicate and handsome, but the demonic killing machine flashes between the eyebrows from time to time, and he does not look like a serious monk at first glance.

The monk's face was equally pale.

In the other directions, there were also several people standing, all wounded.

"On the way here, I met a teenager!"

The monk suddenly spoke.

"Oh......"

The black-robed middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to say?"

The monk coughed twice, "Li Baiyi told me that your realm has fallen, and it is not much different from that of a poor monk, so I have come to challenge you." And the old man of Tianji told the poor monk where you are, so I passed through the Hundred Battles City!"

"You passed through the Hundred Battles City, and it has nothing to do with the emperor!"

The black-robed middle-aged man spoke.

"I have nothing to do with you passing through the Hundred Battles City, so how did the world's domineering enter that kid's body unharmed?"

The monk snorted coldly.

"That's the emperor's disciple himself, and he has something to do with you!"

The black-robed middle-aged man snorted coldly.

"Song Hanshan wants to kill him!"

The monk continued.

"I haven't heard of this name, when did he eat the bear-hearted leopard gall and dare to touch my disciple?"

The black-robed middle-aged man said.

"I gave my beads to that kid!"

The monk said again.

"That's ......"

The black-robed middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then smiled, "The emperor let you make three moves!"

"That's what it sounds like!"

The monk smiled with flowers.

On the other side, a middle-aged man riding a donkey and dressed in white suddenly spoke, "I don't need you to let me, just tell me where the Ancient Sword Shrine is now."

"No problem!"

The black-robed middle-aged man said with a smile, and then moved his gaze to the other people, "Put you all together to help my disciple win the battle of enlightenment and win the next point of domineering in the world." It's my Xiao Yishan's fault, you can make a request!"

Several others raised their eyebrows.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yishan angrily scolded a group of people for their shamelessness!

Subsequently, a battle of the worlds reappeared.

......

An unknowable place on the mainland.

Between the clouds and mountains, the starry attic is full of mystery as always.

In the ancient hall, there seems to be a galaxy, vast and vast. And the man who had been sitting in the middle of the galaxy for I don't know how many years had been slowly opening his eyes.

The man was dressed in white, and on top of the white robe were nine stars.

And beyond the galaxy, there is an old man standing respectfully.

It was the five-star deacon in the City of Hundred Battles.

The five-star deacon lowered his head, not daring to look at the legendary old man in front of him. However, there was excitement in his voice, and he could barely speak clearly about every detail in the Hundred Battles City.

The nine-star man in white looks illusory and hazy, I don't know whether he is a man or a woman, young or old, beautiful or ugly.

He just listened calmly, motionless, without even a hint of expression.

It's like a piece of dead wood.

It wasn't until after the five-star deacon finished speaking that the man slowly waved his hand and motioned for the latter to stand back.

Then, with a move of the old man's arm, in front of him, there was a series of star-studded characters hanging in the galaxy, shining like a big sun.

These names are thunderous on the mainland.

Liu Cangsheng.

The city is captivating.

Beilin Weiyang.

Emperor Nine Shadows.

Situ's desolate grave.

......

That series of names are all from the hidden dragon list on the mainland that has never really appeared!

Looking at the list in front of him, the old man Tianji's expression did not change in the slightest, he just waved his hand again. Then I saw Liu Cangsheng's name fall one after another, and he fell directly out of the top 100!

At the same time, the starlight on the hidden dragon list condensed, and a new name gradually appeared.

Forest famine.

The moment Lin Huang appeared on the list, the entire Hidden Dragon List shook, and the starlight above countless names shook, as if an infinite force was born, wanting to kick this name out of the list.

However, the name of the forest is like a majestic mountain, standing still.

It is more like a sharp Shura blade, with an extremely strong attitude, fighting east and west on the hidden dragon list, and the ranking is rising step by step.

But in half an hour, the hidden dragon list shook violently.

The name of the forest wilderness, like a big sun cloak, is full of dazzling light, and it leaps high to the ninth place on the hidden dragon list.

Ninth on the Hidden Dragon List!

"Good!"

The old man of Tianji spoke for the first time, his voice was hoarse and ancient, and with a wave of his hand, the hidden dragon list disappeared without a trace.

......

"Mother!"

Half a day after Huang Aya left the Taixuan Domain, in the dim room, Lin Huang sat up violently!

He looked around in a daze, only to find that the room was empty......

All the expressions on Lin Huang's face suddenly froze.

“...... Is it a dream?"

Lin Huang stroked his forehead, with a look of loss on his thin face, as if he had been bullied when he was a child, he sat at the door of the Divine General's Mansion, waiting for Lin Cangxue and Lin Beichen.

In the room, Lin Huang gradually buried his head in the crook of his arm.

"It's not a dream, is it?"

Lin Huang doubted himself and said to himself with hope. He felt that everything seemed so illusory, yet so real.

In that dream, he saw a golden sea of fire.

I saw the boundless ancient sycamore trees.

I saw ten thousand phoenixes falling into the world.

saw Song Hanshan, who was beaten like a dog.

He also saw the woman...... She was domineering, gentle, cold, and kind, she cried like a tearful person, and told herself to be strong, she hummed nursery rhymes softly, and scolded Lin Changtian angrily, she gently took herself into her arms, and kissed her forehead......

The smile and every word are extraordinarily cordial.

Lin Huang could even feel the warmth of the woman's arms.

"Mother, next time I will surpass the Demon Dao!"

Lin Huang lowered his head and smirked, tears falling down drop by drop, "If I see Lin Changtian, I will beat him first."

"I have a woman I like, her name is Jun Chengcheng, but it's okay! One day, I'll take her to see you, and let her call you mother!"

"I will also cultivate the Taixuan Nirvana Heavenly Scripture!"

"Mother...... You're really, really good-looking...... It's even better than Allure!"