The sun shone overhead and quickly became scorching. A few desert ants as big as cloaks were also roasted to death in the blink of an eye, and the scorching sunlight came to their faces with strange power.

Zhan Qingyu has a lone wolf scorching sun knife to protect the body, and he is naturally not afraid, he only needs to be one with the environment, although he is hot, he can bear it. Dorjee's new strength in the middle of the eighth order, and the thick earth-based spiritual power gushing out also isolated the invasion of the sun.

The two of them were covered by yellow sand, and when they moved away slightly, they found a figure in the void. The thin figure was draped in a gray robe, and a delicate gauze scarf obscured the face.

As soon as the gray-robed figure appeared, the scorching sunlight suddenly seemed a little not strong enough, and the faint chill exuded by the gray-robed man made Zhan Qingyu and the others tremble.

"Witch God!" Zhan Qingyu said to Dorjee, "Besides the Witch God, there is no other person who has the dark and cold destructive power, what is she going to do?"

"Welcome, young man!" the gray-robed man did not open his mouth in the void, but a voice came, and the sound of nothingness pierced through the soul and resounded in every cell.

"This is an otherworldly battlefield that hasn't been visited for thousands of years. "The Grey Man is a woman.

The gentle words make people intoxicated, like a cool breeze in the summer, blowing in the heart and in the dream.

In a trance, Zhan Qingyu and Dorjee saw scenes of wars and the reproduction of living beings, and finally the flourishing world sank in the yellow sand in a great war.

The huge plaque of the city gate fell in the deepest part of the yellow sand, and the starry night could also emit a glimmer of light underground.

"Lost in the ancient city?" Zhan Qingyu was taken aback: "This is the biggest strange incident in Chinese history, I didn't expect to encounter it here." Why did the Lost Ancient City appear here? After traveling through the endless starry sky and time, was it moved by someone with supernatural powers, or did the ancient city itself have a passage to Huaxia?"

Dorjee Wuzi was shocked, but Zhan Qingyu spoke.

"Dare to ask Venerable!" Zhan Qingyu called the gray-robed woman and said, "Lord Witch God, we were originally going to enter the Mirror Water Demon Cave, but for some reason we are in this ancient battlefield. ”

He didn't directly talk about the ancient city of China, but about the ancient battlefield, which has a greater secret. The fact that the gray-robed man didn't do it doesn't mean that she is a good person, and it is too risky to rashly say that the Chinese historical mystery she knows is too risky.

This person can destroy his soul and body in a single thought, and the reincarnation Dao body is just an ordinary body in her eyes. There are a million ways for a Venerable figure to kill them, so first you have to figure out the reason for the matter, and the rest is up to the heavens.

The situation is out of your control, and you may have unexpected gains if you just go with the flow.

"The Mirror Water Demon Cave is just a pretense!" the gray-robed man's delicate voice had a hint of sadness: "Or maybe it's just a passage, it's just to discourage those who are not pure-minded. The people who can reach this battlefield space are people with great perseverance, with unyielding blood and dreams. ”

Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the case, no matter what this mirror water demon cave is, and this will and dream, Zhan Qingyu has never been erased. Even when I was in a desperate situation, I never forgot a moment.

Revenge, revenge, kill the flying immortals outside the sky and solve the mystery of your own life experience.

It is absolutely impossible for him to be a native of the grassland, where did the Heavenly Opportunity Dao Diagram come from? The countless times I saw the old man in gold with a crack in his dream, he seemed to be a monarch, and a child called him the imperial grandfather.

"Hum!" Under the deliberate guidance of the gray-robed man, Zhan Qingyu's memories began to flip, and the memories were connected into pieces.

"The imperial grandfather fled from the imperial city with a child, encountered countless interceptions, and fell to the ground and died in the extreme east"

"Why does the phrase revenge always linger in my ears, and what does I have to do with the monarch on horseback?"

"It's too messy, my head hurts" Zhan Qingyu's memories scattered into fragments again, but some of the pictures that had just been condensed still lingered.

"The pain comes from oneself!" the gray-robed man began to speak again, she looked at Zhan Qingyu and frowned, thinking as if she already knew what he was thinking, and she could also see Zhan Qingyu's consciousness.

"There's only one way to get rid of the pain. The gray-robed man continued: "When life is over, everything is gone, and there is no need to worry and mourn for those around you. ”

"No!" Zhan Qingyu suddenly stopped thinking and opened his mouth to say: "The pain is because he is still alive, the pain is because he is not strong enough, and the pain is that he has been trampled under his feet and cannot control the overall situation." ”

The gray-robed man was slightly stunned, and calmed down in the void for a moment.

"Do you want to get rid of the pain?" she seemed to smile, tugging at the silk scarf that covered her face.

"No!!" Zhan Qingyu said without hesitation: "It's smooth sailing, I definitely don't believe it, there is no lack of understanding in a life without pain, and even if you reach the top, you can't comprehend the higher Dao Fa." I am willing to go through pain, to walk alone in pain, and I hope that His Holiness will give me guidance. ”

Suffering is indispensable, and all cause and effect predestined the existence of suffering, or a kind of suffering in itself. The weak have the pain of the weak, either running for food and clothing or being killed by the strong. The strong have more suffering, because there are stronger ones standing above them.

Therefore, the stronger the person, the more suffering they have to experience, and in addition, it is impossible to achieve the supreme path, and there will be no endless latecomers who will force them to choose more helpless and deeper pain.

Suffering is the main theme of a practitioner, and it is also the only eternal existence of all Dharma realms in the world of all things.

However, if there is a master on this climbing path, the painful process will be shortened, and more people will be stepped on earlier. In this way, you can fulfill more wishes and provide more valuable services to the people around you.

"Hehe!" the gray-robed man chuckled lightly and revealed a thousand styles, even through the thick gray robe and veil, he could still feel the peerless face.

"Very smart!" she nodded: "I can give you a pointer or two, and I can also give you immediate access to huge energy to complete your dream of revenge and revenge, and even unify the world in your heart." ”

"But I can't do that!" the gray-robed man shook his head slightly, "Or maybe I can't do it now!"

Can't do it?

Powerful as she is, she can overwhelm the mountains and seas, and even say that she can't do it? Is this perfunctory or is it asking for something else?

"This relic world can't suppress you!" Zhan Qingyu said with some puzzlement: "You can leave here completely, the body of the Venerable is only under the Holy Lord, who can stop you?"

"There is something!" the gray-robed man quietly looked around the yellow sand: "The chess game laid by heaven and earth makes me unable to start. ”

Heaven and Earth Chess Game? This Venerable Body was used as a chess piece? Who has such a high Dao method?

"Heaven and Earth Chess Game?" Zhan Qingyu was stunned, it was the first time she had heard such a special word. Heaven and earth can also be laid out?

"Yes, the Heaven and Earth Chess Game needs the corresponding dual cultivation fusion of Yin and Yang, but I lost him!" The gray-robed man suddenly became vicissitudes, and his voice was full of helplessness and sadness.

"Who are you?" Zhan Qingyuwen said, "Who is he?"

"Me?" the gray-robed man slowly raised his head, his eyes darkened, "I am Tristana, a trapped pawn, a witch god of the savage witch world."